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Prof. Bobby Bourbon · **10-20-2020, 01:06 PM**

The party is set and ready to go!

C'mon in!

**10-20-2020, 02:18 PM**

Lil ol me?? You couldn’t handle the best ass in the XWF baby boy

Corey Smith · (10-20-2020)

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Okay! Here I am in my costume. Because GOD DAMMIT ROBBIE EVERYBODY IS GONNA GET COVID!

Marf · (10-21-2020)

The night is cool, early fall is upon us. We’re not cooped up inside for once, not in a strange darkened room that’s for sure. Marf is enjoying a midnight stroll in whichever decrepit neighborhood this is supposed to be. The wind picks up for a moment and some crumpled paper gently bounces over until colliding with Marf’s left leg.

Marf: A party? I don’t even remember the last time I went to a real life party...

...remember...

He’s long gone for a split second before a quick blink to reality.

Marf: No, sorry but no. I’m far too busy that night. I have my hands full with my date for that evening I’m afraid. Maybe another time...

He might have tossed the paper away or maybe it went into his pocket. Either way it is gone...

Tommy Wish · **10-20-2020, 08:00 PM**

Tommy walks into the scene, and watches the festivities.

"...."

Then he hides in the corner, lurkin OBSERVING ash quinn the lovely people inside this party.

thewizard · (10-20-2020)

~~Peter Fn Gilmour~~ · **10-20-2020, 09:45 PM**

me and my demon will attend and we will put on our best costumes ;)

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · (10-20-2020)

(10-20-2020, 08:07 PM)thewizard Said:

Robbie cordially walks up to the Wizard.

What, no mouthpiece tonight?

Robbie gestures towards the spread on the buffet table.

You've gotta get in like a ton a calories at our size. Here, there are almond flour puff pastries filled with whipped foie gras, British Colombian smoked salmon, careful with the pickles, there are ghost peppers in the brine in case you do not love the hot food.

Robbie seems genuinely kind in his offering.

Just, you know, none of that 'it'll be your funeral' cliche bullshit in our promos since it's a casket match. Unless you're with me on putting the FUN back in funeral. Plus, hey...

Robbie gestures between himself and the Wizard.

...really big caskets.

Robbie smiles and treats himself to a foie gras puff pastry. He makes a weird face, as though he doesn't find it very palatable.

**10-21-2020, 05:10 AM**

Well hell count me in!! This sexy monkey costume shouldn’t go to waste

Lycana · (11-12-2020)

- Makes an abysmally late appearance -

Azrael Erebus · (11-13-2020)

"Hello nurse."

Cam Lang · (11-12-2020)

Guess I missed it eh?

Doctor Louis D'Ville · (11-12-2020)

(11-12-2020, 09:52 PM)Cam Lang Said: Guess I missed it eh?

Nonsense, my friend! Take a seat!

The doctor appears through a cloud a cigar smoke sitting in a corner booth by himself.

Sit with me and watch the spaceman weird up the place!

Azrael Erebus · **11-12-2020, 11:47 PM**

"Weird up the place?"

"Doc! Where's the love?"

Charlie Nickles · **11-13-2020, 12:50 AM**

Charlie walks into the party wearing loose fitting brown slacks, a sweat stained white dress shirt, a black tie, and a black ski mask. In his left hand he is holding onto a broken briefcase by the handle. Charlie takes his ski mask off with his free hand, shaking his hair loose as soon as the restrictive mask is lifted.

"So I heard you all got a little party going on....who's got the dope?"

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · (11-13-2020)

Bobby walks in to see Doc, Az, Charlie, Cam, and Lycana all arrive for a Halloween party two weeks into November. He silently shakes his head 'no'. He sips his coffee.

Look, all that's left are the Smarties and some candy corn, and my girlfriend already started putting up the autumn harvest decorations and we put the fake cobwebs and skeletons back into storage, I might be able to make y'all a Ouija board out of some construction paper and an old broken computer mouse.

Bobby half shrugs while sipping his coffee again. He looks satisfied with the coffee. He looks up at the guests who showed up two weeks late for a Halloween party again.

Join B.O.B. or something. If Charlie OD's that's not on me, and make sure he makes it outside if he does. Hi Doc. Hi Az.

Bobby sips his coffee again, his kitschy "Sister, Mother, Daughter, Diva" mug glistening as he gestures towards Cam and Lycana.

Hi people I never met and I assume are just weird friends of a quasi-evil sorcerer, an out of touch space alien baffled by hot dogs, and a junkie who stalks his ex-wife and kids.

Charlie Nickles · **11-13-2020, 04:21 AM**

"You'd better put some respect on my name, BoBo! In just two days time I will be the only triple champ' in this whole federation. Thunder's belt is gonna look pretty good around my waist, doncha' think? Also I'm sorry to hear about your buddy Barney's bad night last Wednesday. Rough warm up for high stakes for your boy, huh?"

**11-13-2020, 05:15 AM**

(11-13-2020, 04:21 AM)Charlie Nickles Said: "You'd better put some respect on my name, BoBo! In just two days time I will be the only triple champ' in this whole federation. Thunder's belt is gonna look pretty good around my waist, doncha' think? Also I'm sorry to hear about your buddy Barney's bad night last Wednesday. Rough warm up for high stakes for your boy, huh?"

I guess two tin foil belts and the Hart Title count as three don’t they? I wouldn’t wanna be seen with anything less than the Shooting Star but that’s just this girl’s opinion

Lycana · **11-13-2020, 10:15 AM**

Lycana stares in what the fuck at everything going on around her. She was not the 'party' type but when in Rome... or well, the XWF as it were, she had just said fuck it when the invitation to a party arrived. A Halloween party. In November. Wasn't her fault someone screwed up somewhere along the line. She leans back against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest.

"The hell I get myself into?"

Azrael Erebus · **11-13-2020, 07:56 PM**

(11-13-2020, 03:41 AM)Bobby Bourbon Said: an out of touch space alien baffled by hot dogs

"Excuse me, are you making an innuendo or referring to actual hot dogs?"

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · **11-14-2020, 05:16 AM**

Bobby returns with a fresh cup of coffee.

You're still here?

Bobby sips his coffee.

Welp, okay.

Among junkies who stalk their ex-wives, Charlie is respected in those circles.

Az is so baffled by hot dogs they have to ask if it's an innuendo.

And Lycana, you got into my home in the middle of November well after a Halloween party ended. Why you did that would probably be the better question.

Azrael Erebus · (11-14-2020)

Quote:Az is so baffled by hot dogs they have to ask if it's an innuendo.

"Are you on drugs? I don't know your intentions and venture to ask and that goes over your head. Like a fucking frisbee. Also you know I'm a man. What's with the 'they' pronoun? I'm a man. The man that came from the stars. Spaceman. Don't you dare bring a genderless role up cause I will slap the taste outta that fat mouth of yours. Talk about ridiculous, you can't even make sense when talking smack. It's like it's 2015 and I'm going by the name Lux again. Remember that? Nah... you don't, I was only a tag team champ with Trax, I remember that and I was a man with amnesia back then. Gosh you are such a chore, it's like an individual turned off all the lights completely and then asked someone else; that doesn't live there or frequent the property, to navigate their home. How can one do that without a map. You tire me, Bourbon and these texts, were sent cause I finally noticed your dumb ass, so I am not even in your house. Hence using your phone to reply. Unless you're saying that you see me, standing there. In which case, you have a whole other issue to deal with. Way beyond home invasion. And if multiple men broke into your house, that should concern you over a tiny, blue haired female. Boy oh boy and I'm the one considered 'out of touch' what a huge crock of shit."

Shawn Wylde · (11-14-2020)

Shawn stares at his phone wondering what in the world he had missed. “I... uhh I’m.” Shawn sighs. “I’m not quite sure what’s going on here? I feel like I need and adult...” (You are an adult.) He thinks to himself. He pulls out his cellphone and hides in the corner texting his manager. “What did you get me into here. I’m not quite sure if you know what goes on here do you? Did you do any kind of real research on this place at all or did you just watch a bunch of old events?” Locking his phone he looks up from the corner of the room and shakes his head.

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · (11-15-2020)

It's true, I admit it.

Bobby sips his coffee.

Az not only is so boring and irrelevant they're coming two weeks late to a Halloween party to draw lines in the sand over the fact they still haven't confirmed they are aware of what a hot dog actually is, they've also avoided being relevant whatsoever since 2015 besides dropping the Xtreme Championship to me at some point.

I have met so many species in space, which are you again, and more importantly, why does anyone care?

Robbie looks pleased with his coffee.

Hi, Shawn.

You're crashing a Halloween party some two weeks after the fact.

Sorry all of existence seems so peculiar and baffling for you, fella. Sounds like you've been skipping your Adderall dosages along with Az.

Azrael Erebus · **11-15-2020, 10:01 PM**

"Still a man, still not standing in front of you."

"You probably should get something prescribed to you, for those hallucinations that you're having right now. I hear Haloperidol works wonders for humans, suffering from schizophrenia but you should really consult a mental health specialist, in order to be properly diagnosed. The human mind can become addled in so many ways and you want to be certain of your condition, before you start using medication. However, seeing images in front of you that aren't there, is predominately associated with schizophrenia, so from my perspective that's what you're currently ailing from and you should get that taken care of post haste because it's quite serious. Bad things can occur if you don't treat the illness."

"As for your inquiries, I was born in a village called Moonspire, located on a planet named Ozuul and my race is called - Dareikar Navaar. Information that can be found in a file that is easily assessable to the public; for free, if one truly desires to have knowledge on the subject. Which is obviously you because you asked, meaning you care about it, unless you're saying that you actively make the conscious effort to obtain useless information. I'm not sure why a being would go out of their way to do that but I assume that stems back to your broken brain. Seriously, you really need to have that taken care of sooner, rather than later."

"Also the last time we clashed in the ring; one on one, I beat you and I wasn't wielding a title. Did that without any powers too. After that we would go on to fight at Leap of Faith in an 'Over-The-Top Battle Royal' and while I didn't achieve victory, neither did you. You didn't eliminate me and I wasn't the X-Treme champion. I haven't been the X-Treme champ since 2013, back when I had one arm and went by the alias, Mr. Satellite. Never did I drop the X-Treme title to you. Perchance are you making reference to taking the title from my son, Donovan Blackwater? Who lost it to you on December 19, 2018 but still managed to carry it longer than you."

"You know, for someone that's considered to be 'out of touch' and 'baffled', I am way more aware of reality and the things that have happened in the world, than you seem to be. Then again, I'm not sick in the head and in desperate need of medical attention."

"Good luck with all that and I sincerely hope you receive the aid that you require."

Doctor Louis D'Ville · (11-15-2020)

(11-12-2020, 10:41 PM)Doctor Louis DVille Said:
(11-12-2020, 09:52 PM)Cam Lang Said: Guess I missed it eh?

Nonsense, my friend! Take a seat!

The doctor appears through a cloud a cigar smoke sitting in a corner booth by himself.

Sit with me and watch the spaceman weird up the place!

Doc slaps Cam on his shoulder and snickers...

See?! Hardy-har-har-har!

Azrael Erebus · **11-15-2020, 11:19 PM**

"Prescribing yourself 'happy pills', Doc?"

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · (11-16-2020)

Bobby sits and watches as Az goes on a tirade.

So...

...your species just likes wasting their breath and sounding goofy?

Bobby shrugs as Az, standing in front of him and others in a place a Halloween party took place over two weeks ago now, looks exasperated. He holds up the Hart Championship belt.

I won this without any powers. Pretty sure I beat you before without any powers. What's so fancy about your powers, anyhow? What do you do besides insist you're not standing in front of me while standing right here in front of me, insist that you're special when you don't really do much of anything, or insist that I really gave a fuck about where you come from?

Az starts harping about some such nonsense that, ultimately, nobody cares about again, probably delivering more personal exposition that sells as many tickets as the promise of free scurvy and hepatitis. Robbie walks out of the room as they do and returns holding a sign up that reads "get a load of this asshole" with a little arrow pointing at Az.

Azrael Erebus · **11-16-2020, 06:25 AM**

Watches sent video from Bourbon and sighs.

"I don't have any powers. I haven't had them for a while now. Lost 'em many months back, hence my reasoning for not using any, when we had our; one on one, Hell In A Cell match that happened on Warfare, at the beginning of February and why I haven't used them since then."

Azrael shakes his head and sends this final text to Bourbon. Mental illness, it is a real thing. Prevents beings from using common sense, logic or stating any actual, real truths. Sad. Poor Bourbon.

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