Jacob Trance Posted October 10, 2013 Posted October 10, 2013 A sharp ringing noise woke Jacob up from his nap. He rose from the couch, rubbing at his eyes as he looked around. Things weren’t going so well, he had to move his family out of the house to a safer location, just in case. He reached down and picked up the cell phone which read “Stephen.” It wasn’t a phone call, just a text message. He clicked into it, pushed a few keys and hit send before getting dressed and leaving the apartment but before leaving a reply definitely came through. -------- We join Guy Fausto, staring out of the window, propping his chin up with the palm of his hand, and his elbow. He looks utterly bored as a knock on the door goes unnoticed, lost in a near slumber. The knock comes again this time more forcefully, causing him to jump, knocking over a Warhammer 3000 Dark Iron Dwarf Lancer, causing its head to snap. He looks down, rather disappointed but he coughs. Guy Fausto: “Enter!” He commands, adding additional bass to his voice. Almost instantaneously the North American champion bursts through the door and into the office, making demands. Jacob Trance: “I want Mugen at the anniversary show!” Guy leans forward, folding his hands. Guy Fausto. “No.” Jacob takes a step closer, his voice rising. Jacob Trance: “Did you not see what he done to my car? How close he was to my family? I want Mugen damn it.” Guy Fausto: “My hands are tied, you have KD.” Jacob turns away for a moment before turning back, smashing his fist on the desk. Jacob Trance: “Give me both in the one match then.” Fausto looks taken aback, this time its his turn to raise his voice. Guy Fausto: “What? You’re crazy! Do you think you're Nate?” Trance shakes his head. Jacob Trance: “No, no I don’t.” Guy Fausto: “Good, because you’re not Nate.” Jacob rolls his eyes. Jacob Trance: “Is it happening, yes or no?” Guy seems to consider the novelty of such a match, before smiling. Guy Fausto: “Of course, your wish has been granted.” Jacob laughs, delighted and attempts to shake Guys hand, who, whilst disgust, gives it a shake. Guy Fausto: “Yes… Yes… You’re happy. I can see that.” The North American champion goes to leave but a cough from Mr. Fausto causes him to stop. Guy Fausto: “Also, you silly man, I remember the hall of fame. I’ll have you know I was down on my luck and…” Jacob pauses. Jacob Trance: “Wait… You remember that?” Guy nods. Guy Fausto: “Unfortunately so, which is why… If you pin Mugen… In the interest of fairness and business security, Kelvin will get his title shot immediately after. Have a nice day Jacob.” At that, the scene fades, Trance looking lost for words.
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