NationStates Jolt Archive

Time: 10:42 AM

Date: October 24th, 2304, Day of Sadow

Location: Trasnia, Sister world of Trasov, homeworld of the Trasian Empire, aka 'The Metropolis World'


In the grand halls of the TSD HQ, a man sits on his throne, watching the hockey game, there was a bag of prezels in his right hand and a Coca-Cola can in the other.

He growls as the team he liked lost the game, he picks up his Commlink and speaks into it in a tone that would terrify most men.

"I want that coach's head on my desk within the hour..."

Without waiting for a reply he cuts the link and sets the commlink in his cloak's pocket again.

Norin Starchaser was not a happy man at that moment anylonger.


On the other side of the planet where the game had taken place, the said Coach shivered and wondered if anyone was talking about him again...


OOC: ROFL! i am sorry, couldn't help it, join in the insanity and go wild :D don't worry, this is a non-serious Rp so let loose! :D

Beck sat in the locker room with a towel over his head trying to appear frustrated. He had made it look good, he scored a goal in the game, his tenth of the season so far; yet he couldnt shake the foul taste of what he had done from his mouth. Sure Beck made plenty of money playing hockey, but sometimes you had to do somehting that you didnt necessarily agree with, something like throwing the game.

He yanked the towel from his head and stood up to face the press which gathered after every game; and yeah they lost but it was a cool and easy hundred k in his pocket. In the back of his mind he thought of coach....


ehhh...screw him was Beck's final thought as he tossed a couple pills in his mouth. He could feel the enhancements flowing through his chest and let out a cheer of delight. Beck quickly dressed and ran the gauntlet of media, the whole time his thoughts rested on picking up his money and hitting the town hard to celebrate the loss.

ooc: nothing spectacular but I'm half in the bag right now