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Post by nmandj on Aug 21, 2007 13:19:42 GMT -5
It would seem that XWA was about to get more "Chaotic", with the arrival of two potential wrestlers, making up one of the most prolific Tag Teams ever to emerge from England. Dubbed as "The Original ****ed Up Tag Team", the two individuals who take that moniker were stood right outside the office of Carmella Blackheart, president of the XWA. Both men were dressed in casual clothing, with guitar bags strapped behind their backs. Before the larger of the two attempted to knock on the door, the smaller partner stopped, just before knuckles came into contact with the door. Turning his head to face his cohort, the smaller man spoke to him.
"Hold it Jarrak. The name 'Blackheart' sounds familiar..."
Jarrak retracted his hand and faced his English friend and partner.
"Dude, she was around in LXW as well. You know, Redhead, nice pair, wore clothing that if she was animated by 4Kids Entertainment, she'd be drawn with no sexy clevage, and so on..."
"Oh yeah. Heh."
"Gawd Nick, your memory can be absolutely shitty."
"I guess."
The pair light-heartedly chuckled in the moment. Calming down, McKoontz spoke up again.
"Right, let's get this gravy train rolling. I haven't had a good match in months."
"Remember, no 'Hard Johnny' if she turns out to be smoking hot in person."
"Pfft. Hypocrite."
McKoontz merely sighed as Jarrak knocked onto the door twice using his hand. After pulling the hand away, the duo soon awaited for a reply from inside Ms. Blackheart's office.
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Post by Carmella Blackheart on Aug 21, 2007 13:55:31 GMT -5
It's open, come in...
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Post by nmandj on Aug 21, 2007 14:20:04 GMT -5
Wasting no time, Jarrak opened the door after Ms. Blackheart's confirmation. Letting it open as wide as it could, Jarrak stepped through, ducking slightly due to the maximum height of the doorway. McKoontz on the other hand, just walked through with ease. Letting McKoontz close the door, Jarrak approached Ms. Blackheart's desk.
"Ahh, Ms. Blackheart, good to see you again."
Eventually, McKoontz joined his partner in crime at Ms. Blackheart's desk.
"Remember us?"
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Post by Carmella Blackheart on Aug 21, 2007 15:48:34 GMT -5
They were only former champions of the exact brand in that company she was a GM of...
If I didn't remember the two of you I might as well be blonde.  Please, take a seat. What can I do for you?
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Post by nmandj on Aug 23, 2007 7:30:14 GMT -5
Within a heartbeat, the duo immediately filled up the two seats that were available in front of them. As the designated "intelligent speaker" of the two, McKoontz leaned forward and began explaining why Chaos Theory were within XWA.
"Well, we're here because of the thriving Tag Team division here, and we thought, 'Why the hell not?'. We were kinda egged here by our former Tutor, so yeah, we wanted something to do. Also, he mentioned something about getting us into a 'Tag Team Turmoil' if we sealed our contracts here. Mind clarifying for us?"
Before Carmella could answer, Jarrak quickly leaned forward and asked a question of his own.
"How is the old fart faring here anyway?"
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Post by Carmella Blackheart on Aug 23, 2007 8:27:30 GMT -5
He's doing fine. His record might scream otherwise, but there is a high level of competition here in the XWA and sometimes it's more a matter of being lucky that being good. Still, it'll be a matter of time before he himself makes something happen.
As for you two, you're right about the Tag Team Turmoil, it is open to any registered tag teams in the company and it's all for a shot at the Tag Champions Viewer Discretion at the August PPV Solstice. It would be obvious that two experienced gentlemen like you be a part of that. The first match took place last week and was quite exciting if I do say so myself.
It goes without saying how talented I think you two are...you'll be welcomed additions to the division. Do you have any questions before we get to the brass taxes?
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Post by nmandj on Aug 23, 2007 14:11:21 GMT -5
"Hmm..."
"Uhh..."
The duo eventually huddled together, quietly discussing if there WERE any questions to ask before the contracts.
"Is there anything we should ask at all?"
"Uhh, what about-"
"Wait, I got a question."
Jarrak and McKoontz soon turned around to face Ms. Blackheart again. Leaning forward once more, Jarrak asked, what he considered, an important question.
"Yes, I have one question. Do you know any good tattoo parlours?"
Angered by the stupidity of Jarrak's question, McKoontz suddenly barks at his cohort.
"DAMMIT JARRAK! WE'RE TRYING TO DO BUSINESS AND ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS GETTING MORE TATTOOS!?"
At this point, Jarrak felt quite belittled.
"...Sorry."
Jarrak merely whimpered in silence whilst McKoontz faced Carmella again, back to his original mood before his sudden outburst.
"Uhh, nope. I think we can get on with the contracts completely."
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Post by Carmella Blackheart on Aug 23, 2007 14:31:53 GMT -5
Carmella giggles just a bit.
Relax gentlemen, there's no need to be totally informal. I am a businesswoman yes, but I'm also a woman. Feel free to be yourselves. If you must know I do know of a nice tattoo parlour in the East Village, it's where I got mine a while ago...
She smiles. Carmella has INK? Yep, but only a few lucky men can tell you where it is. Still, she reaches into the drawer of her desk where the stack of blank contracts rests and pulls out a pair...and the card to that parlour. 
That's for you...and so it that, heh heh. Take a look over the contracts there and when you're ready just sign on the bottom.
She points over to the pens sitting in a cup on the side and sits back waiting for them...
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Post by nmandj on Aug 23, 2007 14:59:54 GMT -5
After what Ms. Blackheart had just revealed to the duo, Jarrak merely glanced at McKoontz witha look that can be described as "Didn't expect that, did ya?". However, business continued as the duo grabbed a pen each, and pulled their contracts closer, giving a thorough read. It didn't take long for Jarrak and McKoontz to sign in the appropriate sections, handing the contracts back to their new boss.
"Oh yeah, this Tag Team Turmoil. Who will be our potential opponents?"
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Post by Carmella Blackheart on Aug 23, 2007 15:05:49 GMT -5
Hmmm...that's an interesting question actually. From the looks of things it might end up being two men who I assume you are familiar with somewhat, Blaze & Psycho. If I can't find a third team then it'll be you and then in a regular Tag match for the third spot at our Solstice PPV.
She gives a looking over at the contracts, all official now...ready to be filed by accounting to get those salaries running properly.
I guess that means that you two will be heading back to Detroit now, after all. I kinda find it funny that you're last official "home" will be where you debut for a new promotion, don't you?
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Post by nmandj on Aug 24, 2007 19:47:34 GMT -5
"Blaze and Psycho eh?"
"Ahh, I remember those two gits from WTF..."
Confused, McKoontz turned to face Jarrak.
"You were in that craphole?"
"What? I was desperate to wrestle again."
Jarrak's response made McKoontz shake his head in shame. Jarrak went down to that shithole before? Christ on a bike...
"Anyway, I think business is done here."
After finishing, McKoontz immediately rose from his seat. Jarrak followed in turn.
"Well, hopefully you'll be seeing us in Detroit kicking arse."
"Chaos Theory style."
A smug look was apparant on both men. Eventually the duo made their way to the door and exited through it. Was XWA about to get a whole lot more wacky?
...Yes.
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Please, take a seat. What can I do for you?