Those who find themselves in Chicago for their matches, as well as anyone else on the XWF Roster, will find invitations outside the places they currently rest, whether it be a hotel or motel, or even in the United Center itself. On the invitation, in that bright green color they would find number and street of his home, with the promise of food and drink. On the invitation it would also read The pool has been drained, cleaned, and re-filled. Bring your swimsuits and trunks and let's have some fuckin' fun in my hometown! And don't worry about trashing the place, it's already fucked.

Dude, I don't care. It's a big enough pool. Just as long as everyone has fun while here.

I...don't know how to respond to that, man. I seriously don't.

Hysteria walks along the outside of the pool, but doesn't get in.

Helloooooo! I'm afraid I didn't bring quite the clothing to get in the pool. Alas I shall enjoy the company as I sit at the chair over here.

Hysteria looks down at the blue water as he plops himself down on the beach chair. The masked man picks up a magazine and peruses through the contents.

Because nothing says "monster" quite like a pool party.

Ghost Tank nods towards Hysteria,

That's alright, I just want to make sure everyone who comes here, has some fun. Can roam the house if you want, don't have to stay by the pool if you don't want to. Have a couple rooms with pretty decent sized t.v.s, video games and all that jazz.

He then chuckles at the shot at Vinnie,

Some guys just enjoy looking pretty. He's not my type, but if he's yours, then I guess have fun.

Hearing Kessler's words, he brought his hand to his face, then let out a groan,

I'm entitled to have fun when I'm home, aren't I? I've been on the road for too damn long. So if I want to throw a party, and I invite you, what you say to me is "Thanks for having me over, GT. Now where's the liquor and food?" Don't kill this shit before it even begins, Kessler.

Maybe. I want to be the good Host, y'know. Make sure people have what they want, are striking up conversations with each other. Once everything is on a roll, and I don't feel like I have to be a continuous presence, then, maybe.

"I'm glad to see you're starting to make some new friends, Mister Ghost Tank! You've finally set your angers aside and opened your arms to all who decide to show up. Good for you, my friend. Unfortunately, I am unable to attend your party. I'm quite glad to see that our very first, perhaps short, session has shown progress. I look forward to seeing you again, my friend. Stay strong."

"Use them for what, Mister Frodo?

Upon hearing from the Doctor, he shook his head, shrugged his shoulders,

It's purely the joy from being home. It's too bad you couldn't come. I'm going to have Alvald invite more people from XWF. It's not fair that just those on the card are invited, and I should have known that. Anyways, next time we're all in Chicago, I'll throw another party. Hope you'll come to it.

He then looked at Simon, placing his hand upon his face like he did when Kessler spoke. Once his hand is away from his face, he would speak

And that maybe turned into a no. Too forward, man. Too forward.

I'll have to turn your party down as well.. I'm not quite the man for that job, Mister Frodo. Here is one thousand Xbux, my friend. Surely there is someone out there who would fornicate you at that price."

Ghost Tank shakes his head, and then remembers something important that a party needs: Music! He leaves the pool area, goes to the room that holds a more modern stereo set-up, where placing an mp3 player in a special dock, sends signals to the speakers set-up all around the house.


There we go. Can't believe I forgot the music!