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M3.5: Advancements in the Roberts Case; and the R spraypainter revealed!
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Topic Started: Jul 22 2006, 09:03 PM (412 Views)
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Caje
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Jul 22 2006, 09:03 PM
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IT'S STILL REAL TO ME DAMMIT!
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This is for Sherlock Scones, and whomever he may decide to bring out with him.
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Sherlock Scones
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Jul 23 2006, 02:31 PM
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*The theme to the James Bond movies begins playing, and Sherlock walks out, pipe in one hand, stack of papers in another. He makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. He gives the pipe a hard blow, and bubbles come out. Scones puts the pipe in his pocket and smiles to the laughing audience as he grabs a mic.*
Scones: Now is ze time to get serious(Scones' smile disappears). I have been searchzing for ze criminal whom had, how you say, run down Chris Roberrs... hmm? I did some research on ze piece of evidence, and found zis in Owen Slade's locker room..
*The following pops up on the tron;*

Scones: Now, zat leaves me to believe zat Owen Slade is ze culpreit.. However, I was lead to believe ozerwise when I found a letter under ze flag.
*The letter pops up on the tron;* Scones, How gullible are you? You actually thought Owen Slade would run his own brother down? Jesus, you make me sick. Seriously, what's going through your head? You know what? I'm going to make the announcement myself tonight at the end of the show. I'm tired of my handywork being credited to everyone else on the roster. Tonight, this ends. Be prepared, Scones, you're in for the shock of a lifetime.
Scones: So zere you have it. Tonight, ze culpreit is going to show himself. Now, onto ozer things. Ze person who has been spraypainting ze "r"s lately. Ze person who has been doing it is...
*The fans lean in with anticipation as he's about to say who. However, he's interrupted by.. Mr. Bucks' music?*
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Mr. Bucks
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Jul 23 2006, 03:07 PM
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*After Bucks' music interrupts Scones, he makes his way out onto the ramp. Bucks steps up into the ring, and grabs a microphone as his music cuts out. Bucks does not look happy.*
Bucks: You.. don't know.. who hit Roberts?
Scones: Zat is correct.
Bucks: No, let me get this straight, I spent four thousand dollars a month for the so called greatest detective in the world to search for the guy who ran Roberts over.. and you couldn't find him?
Scones: Correct.
Bucks: You know what?
*Bucks turns away in disbelief, and suddenly comes back with a closed fist at Scones! Bucks levels Scones with his punch. Feeling the adrenaline rush, Bucks stands over Scones and roughly turns him onto his back. Bucks bends over and lifts Scones up by his shirt collar to his face.*
Bucks: I didn't hire you so you could recieve notes, Scones. I hired you so that you'd find out who hit Roberts. And guess what, YOU DIDN'T DELIVER! ANDY, JAY, GET DOWN HERE!
*The Frat rushes down to the ring.*
Bucks: Scones, I am taking this very personally, I'm offended. You think you can just walk around like you own the place, huh? I think you need to be refreshed on who the boss is around here.
*The Frat slides into the ring, and pull up Scones by his shoulders, so that he's on his knees. The Frat crowds in as Bucks hands Jay the microphone and unzips his pants. Jay places the microphone against Scones' face and the camera pans out as Bucks pulls out his junk, although nothing can be seen. A "thwap" sound is heard and Bucks zips his pants before they uncrowd Scones and he falls to the mat. Bucks takes the mic back, and the Frat picks Scones up into a double military press, and throws him out onto the outer matting. He lands with a thud, and rolls around slowly in pain.*
Bucks: Scones... YOU'RE FIRRRRRED! I think we're done here, let's go watch the rest of the show.
*Rio Bravo hits, and the three members of the Firm head out of the ring and up the ramp, each giving the still out cold Scones a dirty look as they walk by him.*
Brunswick: But wait.. who's been putting the R's on the doors?
*The scene fades out.*
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