Post by Psychotic Circus on Mar 11, 2013 2:44:11 GMT -5
:TUESDAY, 10:25 AM: LINCOLN, NEBRASKA:
-The scene begins in front of the penis of the plains, the HQ for Nebraska's government. The tower with the statue of "The Sower" standing above the building was the first to witness the two figures walking up to the hallowed halls in Lincoln.-
"This is dumb...we're going to be shot on site.."
"Confidence, young one. Nothing will happen to us...I just have to go and talk to a friend, and this whole situation will be over with for the time being..."
"You fucked the whole thing up...we're going to get shot...or kill more people..."
-The two men in normal, dark colored business clothes had walked past the guards surrounding the building, flashing some fake badges before they were waved through with little to no difficulty. A light stroll later and the larger of the two walked up to a desk and presented some more forged I.Ds.-
"Hello, mam'. I'm Jake Nash. I'm here to see Governor Dave... We have a 10:30 AM appointment."
Dumb Secretary:"Oh! Mr. Nash, the Governor has been waiting for you, go right into his office and he'll be with you in just a few minutes."
"Well thank you..."
-The overzealous secretary lead them inside and closed the doors as the duo walked in. They looked around the office before the larger of the two took a seat over the heavy leather couch in the corner.-
"Case the joint...I know David has to have scotch somewhere on him."
-Papers and books fell from the shelf as the obvious leader opened his briefcase, pulling out some intimidating looking documents. The patsy sent books flying from the shelves before pulling the locked drawers open the hard way, taking out a bottle of the dark, brown stuff and a peeshooter pistol. Soon the back door of the office flung open, the Governor of Nebraska had walked through, looking stressed out of his mind before taking a seat at his desk.-
"...Damn it! Who stole my scotch!?"
"Hello Dave. I hope you don't mind, we showed up early and helped ourselves."
"I told them I didn't want to talk about that damn pipe line again for another week. You two shouldn't even be here pestering me."
-The large man took off his C-Crowned cap, letting all the multi-colored hair fall that had been held up inside the cap. The Governor looked shocked as the figure then pulled on his face, ripping off a false layer of normal looking skin to reveal one of nicks and scars.-
"Calm your shit, Dave. I'm not here to for that yet. I'm here to get a few facts straight, and my name cleared."
-The papers were all thrown onto the Governor's desk, his eyes never moving from the Psycho King's.-
"..Jared, buddy. You can't be here man! You..you're a wanted man. There's nothing I can do about that..."
"David, I'm going to need you to shut your whore mouth and remember your place in all of this. Or do you want the public to know of our...earlier transactions? Now, as I see it...and this has always been the deal since day one, I own you. There's no two ways around it. You wouldn't even be sitting in that chair had I not stuck my neck out for a good friend...and friends do friends favors. Inside that little stack of papers, is the lies you're going to tell, yourself to the police of this great state and all over the air. Because, while I may go to jail, and get off on an insanity plea, my men, and there's a lot of them by the way, they'll be busy, real busy. I already did up the flyers that will be personally mailed, nailed and shown all across this state. And do you know what little juicy bits of details will be on those flyers? ...every last business deal we've ever done...and there's a lot of them as well."
"Those were just little favors, any Governor could make them...."
"Oh yeah, like bankrupting a town of twenty four thousand people, then making them agree to a whiskey plant that used E. Coli infested waters and unsafe working conditions? David, you seem to not know when your balls are in a vice...must I remind you of who it was that personally funded your last run for office? How well do you honestly think that would go for you?"
-Jaggeroth sat back and spread against the couch, his grin wide as the scotch bottle passed over his lips with a few glugs from the cheap as shit liquor. The Governor looked on flustered, his goose was cooked and he damn well knew it. A fist slammed against the desk in frustration.-
"Corporations like you are going to be the death of this once great country! I'll see to it you personally fry for this!"
"I own two now, get that straight David. You'd best remember how a bitch is supposed to act too, or else Jerry is going to blast a few inches off of you from the waist. I'm not going to be the death of anything or anyone...important. As far as you, or the public is concerned, I'm a Nebraskan entrepreneur, who has a Nebraskan background, office right here in this great state...and who's companies may be based in other places, but pays Nebraskan taxes. You'd had best paint me as the next Warren Buffet in your address. Don't forget, if I go down, so do you...but I'm more worried of my three hundred workers I employ in this state...and the one hundred up in Boston."
-The false face soon returned over Jaggeroth's own, and worked around the edges to make it seem natural again.-
"You have two days, David. Or else the shit is going to hit the fan for both of us. Now, I'll you'll excuse us, we have some business to attend to in Blair..."
"Revenge will only cost you more..."
-The Psycho King smirks as he opens the doors to the office for his get away.-
"Do as you're told David. Or else...that is my final warning..."
-The two kings of GHW walk through the door with their fake faces and walks and leave the Governor behind. Minutes go by in awkward silence, the papers in his hands feeling like heavy chains of slavery. He wiped his brow before picking up the phone at the side of his desk.-
"Sanskey, yeah, it's David. I need you to call off the search for public enemy #1. I know, I know OK!? ....I just received evidence to the contrary...."
-EOT-
-The scene begins in front of the penis of the plains, the HQ for Nebraska's government. The tower with the statue of "The Sower" standing above the building was the first to witness the two figures walking up to the hallowed halls in Lincoln.-
"This is dumb...we're going to be shot on site.."
"Confidence, young one. Nothing will happen to us...I just have to go and talk to a friend, and this whole situation will be over with for the time being..."
"You fucked the whole thing up...we're going to get shot...or kill more people..."
-The two men in normal, dark colored business clothes had walked past the guards surrounding the building, flashing some fake badges before they were waved through with little to no difficulty. A light stroll later and the larger of the two walked up to a desk and presented some more forged I.Ds.-
"Hello, mam'. I'm Jake Nash. I'm here to see Governor Dave... We have a 10:30 AM appointment."
Dumb Secretary:"Oh! Mr. Nash, the Governor has been waiting for you, go right into his office and he'll be with you in just a few minutes."
"Well thank you..."
-The overzealous secretary lead them inside and closed the doors as the duo walked in. They looked around the office before the larger of the two took a seat over the heavy leather couch in the corner.-
"Case the joint...I know David has to have scotch somewhere on him."
-Papers and books fell from the shelf as the obvious leader opened his briefcase, pulling out some intimidating looking documents. The patsy sent books flying from the shelves before pulling the locked drawers open the hard way, taking out a bottle of the dark, brown stuff and a peeshooter pistol. Soon the back door of the office flung open, the Governor of Nebraska had walked through, looking stressed out of his mind before taking a seat at his desk.-
"...Damn it! Who stole my scotch!?"
"Hello Dave. I hope you don't mind, we showed up early and helped ourselves."
"I told them I didn't want to talk about that damn pipe line again for another week. You two shouldn't even be here pestering me."
-The large man took off his C-Crowned cap, letting all the multi-colored hair fall that had been held up inside the cap. The Governor looked shocked as the figure then pulled on his face, ripping off a false layer of normal looking skin to reveal one of nicks and scars.-
"Calm your shit, Dave. I'm not here to for that yet. I'm here to get a few facts straight, and my name cleared."
-The papers were all thrown onto the Governor's desk, his eyes never moving from the Psycho King's.-
"..Jared, buddy. You can't be here man! You..you're a wanted man. There's nothing I can do about that..."
"David, I'm going to need you to shut your whore mouth and remember your place in all of this. Or do you want the public to know of our...earlier transactions? Now, as I see it...and this has always been the deal since day one, I own you. There's no two ways around it. You wouldn't even be sitting in that chair had I not stuck my neck out for a good friend...and friends do friends favors. Inside that little stack of papers, is the lies you're going to tell, yourself to the police of this great state and all over the air. Because, while I may go to jail, and get off on an insanity plea, my men, and there's a lot of them by the way, they'll be busy, real busy. I already did up the flyers that will be personally mailed, nailed and shown all across this state. And do you know what little juicy bits of details will be on those flyers? ...every last business deal we've ever done...and there's a lot of them as well."
"Those were just little favors, any Governor could make them...."
"Oh yeah, like bankrupting a town of twenty four thousand people, then making them agree to a whiskey plant that used E. Coli infested waters and unsafe working conditions? David, you seem to not know when your balls are in a vice...must I remind you of who it was that personally funded your last run for office? How well do you honestly think that would go for you?"
-Jaggeroth sat back and spread against the couch, his grin wide as the scotch bottle passed over his lips with a few glugs from the cheap as shit liquor. The Governor looked on flustered, his goose was cooked and he damn well knew it. A fist slammed against the desk in frustration.-
"Corporations like you are going to be the death of this once great country! I'll see to it you personally fry for this!"
"I own two now, get that straight David. You'd best remember how a bitch is supposed to act too, or else Jerry is going to blast a few inches off of you from the waist. I'm not going to be the death of anything or anyone...important. As far as you, or the public is concerned, I'm a Nebraskan entrepreneur, who has a Nebraskan background, office right here in this great state...and who's companies may be based in other places, but pays Nebraskan taxes. You'd had best paint me as the next Warren Buffet in your address. Don't forget, if I go down, so do you...but I'm more worried of my three hundred workers I employ in this state...and the one hundred up in Boston."
-The false face soon returned over Jaggeroth's own, and worked around the edges to make it seem natural again.-
"You have two days, David. Or else the shit is going to hit the fan for both of us. Now, I'll you'll excuse us, we have some business to attend to in Blair..."
"Revenge will only cost you more..."
-The Psycho King smirks as he opens the doors to the office for his get away.-
"Do as you're told David. Or else...that is my final warning..."
-The two kings of GHW walk through the door with their fake faces and walks and leave the Governor behind. Minutes go by in awkward silence, the papers in his hands feeling like heavy chains of slavery. He wiped his brow before picking up the phone at the side of his desk.-
"Sanskey, yeah, it's David. I need you to call off the search for public enemy #1. I know, I know OK!? ....I just received evidence to the contrary...."
-EOT-
