Dice Dillinger
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Post by Dice Dillinger on Dec 30, 2006 5:22:48 GMT -4
+Dice lowers his head as he points to 187 first...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Yeah that's my brother 7 over there man...And umm her... [/glow]
+Pointing to Liz...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: That's Ms. Elizabeth Knight there....[/glow]
+He then leans into her to whisper...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: What the hell are you following me or something?... [/glow]
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Post by Yuki Kenzo on Dec 30, 2006 5:24:54 GMT -4
Yuki shakes her head.
No Yuki was in cafeteria eating something, and young woman Kenisha helped me to find way. Nice Kenisha is, Yuki and her have match on first show. But Yuki will win and Dice will be proud of her.
She smiles as she says that.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Dec 30, 2006 5:27:10 GMT -4
Taylor starts out with Dice, making sure to look at his puny excuse of a body up and down before speaking.
First off, you are quite mistaken. You see, I am not "running" with anyone. I take care of problems on my own. I don't need anybody to handle trash like yourself.
He turns to 187.
And you should learn that it's not nice to be sarcastic, especially to someone who can physically, mentally, and verbally destroy you. Now, if you would like to continue your little child's play with each other, by all means, do so. But, if you want to be serious for once in your life, how about we set ourselves up a future meeting.....in the ring?! I'm sure you can step away from your marijuana long enough to do what your being paid to do. You know, that little thing called wrestling?
Taylor leans against the wall opposite of the two and folds his arms across his chest. He looks back and forth between the two men, staring each in the eyes to show no fear. One seems a bit occupied with the young woman who just leaped into his arms. He didn't care anyway. No matter what they said, they were irrelevant to him.
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Dice Dillinger
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P.I.M.P. Paper In My Pocket Bitch!!!!!
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Post by Dice Dillinger on Dec 30, 2006 5:37:26 GMT -4
+Dice looks up to the Next Gen groupie for a second as his eyebrow raises...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Man who are you to be talking shit to anybody man? I ain't ever heard of you or nothing you done...Come in trying to speak proper and all...You sound like a fake ass DJ man. Get your own steelo and stop STEALING bitch!...As a matter of fact...WHO the fuck ARE you anyway dude?...You don't look familar at all...Must be one of those asses down there in VIW hoping for Revo to finally do something with his damn company and decided to try out a REAL promotion...[/glow]
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Post by fninfamous on Dec 30, 2006 5:37:56 GMT -4
He gave Yuki a slight wave with a smirk on his face and said with a questionable look on his face.
Whattup Miss...Dillinger?
Then he turns his attention to Michael. He shook his head. He may not look like it, but he wasn't as stupid as he looked. Thinking a thug was dimwitted was nothing more than stereotypical. Which was one thing 187 was really not to kindly toward. He enjoyed breaking down the stereotyping walls.
Oh, you want me to be serious? We can get serious if you really want it to. And how you know I puff a lil' "sticky icky"? You stalkin' my @$$ or somethin'? You wanna see what I can do in 'da ring? Man, I been stompin' b***hes like you into 'da mat when you was sittin' on 'da couch in yo' pajamas watchin' 'da Saturday mornin' line up. You want to go to war wit' 'Da Fam? You think you lil' Next-Gen b***hes got somethin' fo' us? Man, get 'da f**k outta here wit' 'dat sh*t. You ain't crazy enough to battle wit' someone of my caliber. Whatchu been smokin'? 'Cause 'dat damn sure ain't no "mary jane" on ya breath. You want me in 'da ring? 'Cause I heard from word of mouth 'dat you cats was drawin' straws on who gets who in 'da Fam.
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Dice Dillinger
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P.I.M.P. Paper In My Pocket Bitch!!!!!
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Post by Dice Dillinger on Dec 30, 2006 5:40:28 GMT -4
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Drawing straws?!!?...The Familia gonna be drawing blood from they asses if THAT'S what they out for...Seriously dude you look like you MIGHT have some common sense in that head of yours so just save yourself and leave them Next Gen dicks alone dog...Ain't no beating the Fam son...[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Dec 30, 2006 5:49:17 GMT -4
A frown as he responds.
It's obvious that neither of you listen since I clearly stated that I am NOT with any type of....faction. I believe it's quite obvious that your little group of thugs does not scare me in the least bit either.
A brief pause.
As for who I am? You'll learn soon enough. But, it certainly won't be from "stomping" me in the ground. You see, both of you wannabe "gangstas" fail to realize that the unknown if just that, UNKNOWN. You know nothing about me, but I know plenty about the two of you. Your at the disadvantage on this one gentlemen. I believe you should get used to it.
He turns to Dice.
And why would I try to act like some disc jockey? We all know that none of them speak properly. The "mary jane" is doing a number on your brain cells. Maybe it's time you start acting like your more than the low life trash you were raised to be.
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Post by Yuki Kenzo on Dec 30, 2006 5:55:58 GMT -4
Yuki ain't Mary Jane. Why you call Yuki Mary Jane you don't know Yuki otherwise you wouldn't want to make Yuki angry.
She appears to get angry on Tayler.
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Dice Dillinger
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P.I.M.P. Paper In My Pocket Bitch!!!!!
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Post by Dice Dillinger on Dec 30, 2006 5:58:40 GMT -4
+Dice leans over to Yuki and whispers in her ear quickly...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Oh he just fucked up with that one...Watch his ass get roasted...[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Wanna be? Dude...YOU'RE the one wanting a piece of US man! I bet you wanna be like Juarez or Vegas don't you?...Sitting in your suite DREAMING about being half the man Buck is or...Wishing you could handle business like the Flush and 187 do...Right? ...Come on...Ha Ha...Tell me man I won't laugh....[/glow]
+He pauses a minute for his laughter to subside before continuing on. Tightening his hold on Yuki as he comments...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: You probably spend your spare time staring at pictures of the Fam with a bottle of Vaseline in one hand and ya' dick in the other punk...Get a damn life man...Bastard...[/glow]
+Leaning into whisper to Yuki once again...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: He ain't talking about you baby...What did you eat anyway? Tuna?...[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Dec 30, 2006 6:04:11 GMT -4
Taylor acts as if he is surprised.
Oh, please! Please no more....
He pretends to shudder.
GAY JOKES!
He returns to his calm, collected nature as he stares at the 2 men before him.
Truly, is that all you can come up with? You wouldn't happen to have a relative by the name of Spook would you?
A sly grin shows in the corner of his mouth as he knew that the man was perfectly aware of who he was talking about.
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Dice Dillinger
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P.I.M.P. Paper In My Pocket Bitch!!!!!
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Post by Dice Dillinger on Dec 30, 2006 6:06:18 GMT -4
+Dice stops to think for a second...+
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Spook...Spook...[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Dice: HEY! That shit ain't funny man!...[/glow]
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Post by fninfamous on Dec 30, 2006 6:06:22 GMT -4
Oh, we already know you ain't no part of a faction. You a part of a bunch of Familia hata's. Along wit' a long list of mothaf**kas who came befo' us and fell short. So you take yo' load of recycled insults 'dat we done heard of befo' and shove it. And me bein' a "wanna-be gangsta?" Like I said homie... HEARD IT ALL BEFO'. Come on now. Say 'dat sh*t 'round California homie. Say 'dat sh*t 'round Compton. You gonna end up lost and found and endin' up in 'da lost and found.
He shook his head.
And as fo' knowin' who you are... I know yo' name is Michael Taylor. Meanin' you tryna' gain some fame off my name. Like most cats do, but I ain't think you'd go so far as to steal my last name. I mean, come on now. My real last name? You tryna' claim some fame by tryna' be a relative of mine? You f**kin' outta ya mind man. So many people done tried to get they fame from "187." And now you tryna' get some fame off my last name and off of "187?" You outta yo' rabid @$$ mind. Maybe I don't know sh*t 'bout you. 'Cause you a nobody. You ain't sh*t. You some cat tryna' go afta' 'da big dogs. You gotta jump up and swing to hit me in 'da knees. Don't try and get me started on yo' @$$. Like I said, take 'da recycled insults, yo' fame stealin' @$$, and all 'dat bullsh*t spewin' through ya mouth... And get 'da F**K out. B***h.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Dec 30, 2006 6:18:33 GMT -4
A chuckle as 187 actually makes him laugh with his latest comments.
Stealing your last name? It is indeed MY last name as yours appears to be 7. Besides, the only person who has stolen anything around here are you 2 hooligans. Every time you speak you manage to steal a couple of brain cells from anyone within hearing distance. I only hope that you are given very little air time with a microphone in hand. The world is dumb enough as is. Just look at the President of the United States!
Everyone wants to laugh at his last comment as it is entirely too true. They refrain from doing so, only to try and show that they do not agree with Taylor.
Now, we can continue this barrage of words if you would like. OR, you can, for once in your lives, be men of action and settle this in the ring on the inaugural Full Throttle. What do you say gentlemen? Are you game? Or are you overrated?
His smirk grows as he waits for a reply.
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Post by fninfamous on Dec 30, 2006 6:34:10 GMT -4
187 passed a glance at Dice and he just gave a shrug. This elevator ride was getting to be a little long and dragged out. He figured he might as well get his first match ready and give this man what he wanted. He had better things to do than sit on this elevator all day, so he turned his attention to Michael Taylor and says...
You know what? F**k it. I'll give 'da bastard what he wants. You want me to be a man of action? I've always been a man of action. I've neva' backed outta any challenge put infront of me. I've taken on many mothaf**kas befo' you, so 'dis sh*t ain't nothin' new to me homie. You want a match wit' me man? You really wanna bang wit' 'da best? You got it man. You got yo'self a match b***h. First Full Throttle. Taylor vs. Taylor. You want to go to war wit' me? F**k it then. You got yo'self a war. We'll see if you can back up all 'dat bullsh*t you be speakin'...
[glow=red,2,300]*DING*[/glow]
As the elevator doors begins to open, 187 looked back at Dice and he could tell by the expression on his face that he felt this elevator ride had taken longer than the two men wanted it to be. Dice shrugged his shoulders too. 187 turns back to Michael.
Just make sure you show up. It's been a good while since I split a b***hes wig. Come on wit' it on 'da first official Full Throttle. I'm out.
187 turned and made sure he made it out of the elevator before the doors closed. Dice following behind 187, and 187 was pretty sure that Yuki wasn't that far behind the two.
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Post by Yuki Kenzo on Dec 30, 2006 6:39:54 GMT -4
Yuki hang her arm into Dice's arm as she leaves with the two men the elevator. She looks back and stick her tonauge out at Tayler.
Bäää
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on Dec 30, 2006 9:45:31 GMT -4
"And how often has he used the brain cell crack? Big words for someone judging on gay jokes..."[/b]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Dec 30, 2006 10:07:06 GMT -4
I only use the joke when it applies accordingly, Ms. Knight. I feel if someone has to resort to gay jokes, they must not be very highly educated. This isn't junior high after all.
Taylor takes a moment to think to himself before continuing.
Shouldn't you have gotten off by now or do you have clients on several floors, Ms. Knight?
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Post by christina on Dec 30, 2006 11:05:22 GMT -4
Pling. Ground floor.
Can be heard over the elevator PA system as the elevator stops at the ground floor. The door opens and a tall woman appears in the view of Tayler and Knight. She was around 6"4 tall, long blond hair and dressed in a leather jacket and blue jeans.
Hi.
She said as she enters the elevator.
In which floor lays the offices of the Angel sisters?
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on Dec 30, 2006 11:07:20 GMT -4
"I have no clients... as a matter of fact I WAS on my way to the gym to train... FOR THE RING, but for some reason pushing the button around on the elevator happens to be a hobby... after all, this is your second time on the same elevator in less than 15 minutes with the same crew, correct? What's the matter? Miss us?"[/b]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Jan 2, 2007 12:57:12 GMT -4
A smirk comes across Taylor's face as Elizabeth questions him. Another female enters the elevator as they continue their conversation.
Indeed, Ms. Knight. I did miss all of you. Giving a verbal bashing to all the incompetents around here keeps me going. You have helped provide me with such entertainment on this fine day. The fact that you consider yourself a wrestler instead of a manager makes me laugh very much. I just hope that whomever steps in the ring with you that first time shows you why you should stick to the side of the ring, where managers go. Maybe this young lady here may do so.
Taylor nods his head towards Christina. Both himself and Elizabeth look at her for a moment before she addresses them. Catching a quick glare from Elizabeth, he smirks and answers Christina.
The top floor Miss.....
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