What are you doing here ? (Invite Only)

[goofball]

Manor has his eyes covered a bit as he watches a blurry Brandon walk away.

Yeah go ahead and dream about diamonds with too much makeup, you douche.

With that Manor walks away in the opposite direction shielding his eyes a bit as he slowly doesn't see everything as a blur.

[Μyster Controversy™]

Ohhhhhhh... you just didn't go there. How dare you get the last word in on me, momma's boy !

BP looks nearby, and spots a hammer laying inside a toolbox. BP snatches it, and thinks about the time Michael Xavier try to 'decapitate' him with a hammer in Ohio.

*Light Bulb goes off in BP's head as he yells back at Manor, who is still walking away from him*

*permission granted*

HEY SCOTTIE !!! ITS HAMMER TIME, BITCH !!!!!

BP hurls the hammer at Manor. The hammer spins in the air with the round part of it smacking Manor in the back of the head. Knocking him out face first on the ground.

HA HA ! SCOOOOOORE !

[Μyster Controversy™]

*With Permission*

Brandon picks up a lead pipe nearby and walks over to check on Manor.

Uhhhh... Scottie ! SCOTTIE !!! Are you alive in there, bro !? HELLO !!!

BP pokes him in the side with the pipe. No response at all from Manor. Brandon starts to freak out.

OH SHIT !!! I think I just killed him. Oh god... boss isn't going to like hearing about this. One of his own superstars killing another superstar. I'll be going to jail for life if anyone finds out.

Brandon hears someone coming down the other end of the hallway from a distance.

Dammit ! That may be Gallas or Carmella. I'll better hide the evidence and fast.

Payne scoops up Manor over his shoulder and high tails it to the nearest empty locker room. He walks in, seeing that no one is inside. He opens a nearby locker. Which luckily for him, is big enough to hold Manor. He throws Manor inside the locker and slams it behind him.

However.. Payne forgot to close the locker room door behind. Just before he could walk over to close it. A fan bumps into him, scaring the shit outta of BP:

WHOA Kid ! Jesus Christ ! You almost gave me a heart attack ! I thought you was Gallas or somebody.

Fan: Oh.. I'm sorry. I gotta backstage pass for the event and I was meeting some of the wrestlers...

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Wait a minute. Your Brandon Payne aren't you ?

Yes.. I am Brandon Payne. The Elite of Elites. What do you want ?

Fan: OHHHH MAN ! Dude.. I gotta have your autograph.

*clears throat* Not now kid. I'm a little busy here... cleaning out my locker in all.

Fan: Oh... I see .

The fan tilts his head down in disappointment. Payne actually feels a little bad for blowing the kid off like that. So....

*Sighs* Alright.. I'll tell ya what. Meet me outside in about 10-15 mins and I'll give your autograph. Its going to take a few mins. to clean out this locker of mine. You know how it is. When you have junk in your locker that you just have to get rid because you can't stand the sight of looking at that piece of shit anymore ? Well.. thats my problem.

*BP somewhats pushes the fan outta the way and slams the door behind him. The fans walks off.. still happy.. but yet confused at what just happened*

Fan: Hmph... that was weird.