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"Me Against The World" by 2Pac
The scene fades in from the fuzz on your television
screen. In front of you, you can see
the large double doors to a building. On the large glass doors,
you see the words "Diamond Empire, Inc."
You walk up to the door and they open automatically. You continue
inside. Once inside, you look
to your right and see a large reception area, with a nice looking
female receptionist sitting there,
with a headset on, answering calls. You continue on. You get to a
set of elevator doors and press the
"UP" arrow button, and it lights up. Within seconds,
the doors swoosh open and you step inside.
The doors swoosh closed and you press the button that reads
"13". Most buildings don't have
a 13th floor, but this building is special. As the elevator comes
to a stop, the doors swoosh open
again and you step off the elevator. Standing before you now are
the doors marked "FAR".
You walk in the glass double doors and another large reception
desk awaits you and an equally
if not more lovely receptionist there smiling at you. You return
the smile as you speak up.
Man: Yes, I'm here to see Mr.
Skarrphace...is he around? He is expecting me.
Receptionist: One moment, sir, may I tell him who's
here?
Man: Yes, just tell him that Max Winters is
here....
Receptionist: Max Winters, just fine sir, if you'll
have a seat, Mr. Vincenetti will be with you momentarily.
Max
Winters: Thank you.
Receptionist: *to the speakerphone on the desk* Mr. Vincenetti, a Mr. Max Winters is
here to see you.
Skarrphace: *through the speakerphone's speaker* Yes, please, send him in. And Denise,
hold all my calls.
Denise: Certainly, Mr. Vincenetti...he will see
you now, Mr. Winters. If you'll follow the hallway all the way
down to the very end and go through the large wooden double
doors, that will be Mr. Vincenetti's office. Thank you for
waiting.
Max
Winters: Thank you.
Winters walks down the hall. Within moments, he's
standing outside the office of Michael Vincenetti, a.k.a.
Skarrphace.
He is about to knock when the doors open automatically and
Skarrphace's voice booms from the room inside.
Skarrphace: Winters, you old bastard, get in here!
You follow the voice inside as you take the entire
room in. Skarrphace is sitting behind a very large mahoghany
desk.
Dressed in a dark gray Armani suit, he's the picture of Corporate
America. He stands up as you approach.
The two of you shake hands as you take the seat in front of the
desk. Skarrphace sits down and smiles wide.
Skarrphace: Like what I've done with the place? *grins*
Max
Winters: Like it?
Skarrphace, this is great man...just great. But I have one
question...what's "FAR"?
Skarrphace: That's for me to know and you to not
know...for now my friend. Let's just say it's a bit of a project
I'm working on. I wanted you to come here though so I could let
the world know where I've been for the past week. Moving into a
new place of business takes all the time and energy one person
has and well, I saw fit that Berg let me off this week so I could
take care of this, and now, I want everyone to know I'm back.
Max
Winters: Why'd you have
to take time off to do this?
Skarrphace: Well, Max, it's simple really. I wanted
to devote all my time and efforts to getting this project off the
ground and flying, and now that it is, I can get back to my real
job, and that's kickin' some ass in the BWO. There's a lot of
unfinished business that the 'Phace has to attend to, the least
of which is this unreal moron Mizery....he forced me to lose what
was a sure win for me last Tuesday night....and then tonight he's
not focused and gets beat....well, it's time for the 'Phace to
step in and take care of business...Mizery, you stepped on the
wrong path when you decided to cross me. I'm not one to be messed
with....and soon, very soon in fact, it'll be time for you and I
to make this thing right....
Max
Winters: It does sound
like you're pretty focused....is this business here the cause of
that focus?
Skarrphace: You're damn right it is, Max....and
there's big news on the horizon...in fact, Jarvis Reynolds and
the rest of Mafia, Inc. should be getting this big news
right....about.....*looking at his watch*....now....
Meanwhile, back at Mafia, Inc. Headquarters....
Jarvis Reynolds: *on the phone* And yeah, that's what I told him....he didn't
listen though....
A knock at the door and Jarvis' ears pop up.
Jarvis Reynolds: Hey, hold on a sec, someone's at the
door....
Reynolds puts the phone down and and goes to the
door. When he opens it, he sees a Federal Express
delivery person standing there with a package. It's a letter
package, marked "Next Day". He signs
for it and takes it, shutting the door behind him. He walks over
to the phone and picks it up,
continuing to speak as he's opening the letter.
Jarvis Reynolds: Yeah, I'm back....like I was
saying....he didn't listen and now we've got this whole thing to
deal with....*pause*....what the hell....*pause*....well, it's a letter from
Skarrphace....this is what it says...."Effectively
immediately, Skarrphace is no longer affiliated in any way,
shape, form or fashion with Mafia, Inc. All rights and
priviledges are forfeited herein, and heretofor. Please remove my
name from the Mafia, Inc. payroll immediately...." What the hell is this?! Look, I gotta
go....
Reynolds drops the phone and begins to re-read the
letter. A look of shock on his face and the
scene shifts back to the office where Skarrphace and Winters are
sitting there. Skarrphace looks dead
into the camera and speaks slowly.
Skarrphace: Let the games....begin....*grins*
The scene quickly fades out as Skarrphace and
Winters grin at each other.
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