Have A Drink With The Champ (O2A)

[fninfamous]

187 just raised his eyebrow as he watches his Familia who have arrived. He shrugged his shoulders. The thing between Dice and Lamia was funny to him. It wasn't any of his business, but he just laughed to himself when he saw Dice's reaction to what Lamia had said. He reached forward and took ahold of the glass of Hennessey that was infront of him. Slowly bringing it up to his lips again and taking a quick sip from the glass. Then he turned his attention back over to Kasino, Dice, PornStar, and Lamia. Wondering what their plans were for this little celebration that they wanted to have. He felt good being champion. He didn't care for a party or anything like that. But if someone is willing to pay for a party, then he's not going to complain about. He just goes ahead to say to them....

"Anyways.... Whatchu guys got planned? What's 'dis lil' celebration plan of yo's you guys got?"

[Joe Bruiser]

[glow=blue,2,300]The celebration will have to wait.[/glow]

Everyone turns to see Joe Bruiser who is probably the last person that 187 expected to show up.

[glow=blue,2,300]I need to speak to you one on one 187.[/glow]

Joe turns around and walks over to a corner and wiats to see is 187 will follow.

[Dice Dillinger]

+Dice smiled, hearing his brother's question about exactly what they had planned for the celebration. Now he knew damn well how they get down when it's time celebrate with the Fam. Liquor, weed, ass naked bitches and swishers. No other way to do it...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice Dillinger's suite dog. We gon' do it up like never before. We gon' make them three angel bitches kick us out of here tonight man. Or hell we can take it to V's suite. Ain't like he here to get pissed at us about fuckin' the place up ya' know? Shit I got the alcohol already set up in my suite, though I did knock a dent in that shit earlier....Sorry about that but ahhh...Hell it's enough for us to get shit faced off of man. Then hell take it out in the streets. Hit a tittie bar or something. GOTTA see some ass and titties tonight dog. GOT TO![/glow]

[fninfamous]

Alcohol, marijuana, and women. Sounded good to 187. That's the best way to have a party. There was nothing better to 187 than to get higher than a kite, then wash it down with some good alcohol, all the while got some girls dancing around the place. Sounded pretty nice to him. He laughed to himself and nodded his head.

"Sounds like a plan to me homie. Lemme know when it gonna be started and we can get it poppin'. I'm down fo' it. Get it ready and holla at me when ya got it all ready. Get it poppin' like hell in 'dis place. See if we can get 'Da Angels to throw us outta 'dis Tower. But fo' now... Just gimme one second to see what 'dis mothaf**ka ova' here wants. Seems like he needs somethin' from me. So I'll see what his @$$ wants and we'll get things crackin'."

Then he turned his attention to an old.... friend of his. A smirk crossed his face as he looked at that afro headed snitch of a rat. 187 stood up from his seat and began to head over to the corner that Joe Bruiser had been waiting for him at. Once he reached the corner he looked at Joe and said...

"Whatchu want now Bruisa'? Ain't you had enough a month ago? Or you just ain't learned yo' lesson?"

[Joe Bruiser]

Joe laughed as he crossed his arms and spoke.

[glow=blue,2,300]Nah you no me BUDDY, to much is never enough. Otherwise I would of quit a LONG time ago. Congratulations on your World Title win, not to sure if you deserve it or not but none the less you have won it. But don't get to comfy with it.[/glow]

Joe waits to see what 187 will say.

[fninfamous]

He just shook his head at Bruiser's words. Then he went ahead to respond to him by saying...

"Sh*t... I deserve 'dis title mo' than most mothaf**kas in 'dis bidness. I deserver 'dis title mo' than most mothaf**kas who have held a World Championship in their lifetime. So fo' you to try and bring me down from bein' World Champ.... well... you gonna have to come one betta than 'dat. Anyways... Like I said... Whatchu want Bruisa'? Want a freebie or some sh*t? Kiss my @$$ or somethin'?"

[Joe Bruiser]

Joe laughs.

[glow=blue,2,300]Like I always said 187 your better off being a comedian for your boyfriend's in prison. [/glow]

187 gets a drunk pissed off look on his face.

[glow=blue,2,300]All I'm here to tell you is just keep that title warm, cause soon you might not have it. Watch your back 187.[/glow]

Joe begins to walk away.

[Kasino Royale]

+Kasino's face showed a scowl on it as he paused from his drinking, turning to 187 as he spoke after hearing the words from Afro-Man...+

[glow=red,2,300]Hey bro...Say the word and we can tune that sumbitch up right now man. It's nothin'. You know that shit. Dude done went and got himself a back bone I guess. Which I ain't got a problem with snappin' in half when the shit hits the fan ya' feel me.[/glow]

[fninfamous]

187 just raises an eyebrow at what Joe had said. Cheap cracks at him is all that he could see from him. He figured he knew what Joe wanted from him. If that were the case, he'd be more than willing to take him out once more. 187 turns his attention to one of the waitresses that had been standing by and watching the whole conversation.

"Mothaf**kas just don't unda'stand it seems. Oh well. People wanna write checks they @$$es can't cash then it's on them. Feel kind of bad fo'' dat dude though. Think I beat his @$$ retarded or some sh*t."

187 then began to walk back over to the spot at the bar that he had been at before with his Familia. That smirk returned to his face as he looked at them all.

"Bruisa' wantin' ya boy's autograph or some sh*t. Tryna' stalk 'da champ. But nah, let 'em live.... fo' now. I'll take care of him when he wants to commit suicide."

[acameron]

(><)Silent she sat through the whole ordeal. Some guy with big hair thinking he's tough, trying to start shit with strong and not so silent. She stretched her arms before leaning back against the bar casually.(><)

"Why wait, '7? Lets make him squeel like a li'l bitch... It'd be fun..."

[Dice Dillinger]

[glow=red,2,300]I say let's beat the shit out of him and cut that pubic hair off his fuckin' dome...It's only right... [/glow]

[fninfamous]

"We could. It'd be no problem to do 'dat. He ain't want no beef wit' 'Da Fam. We could kick his @$$ right here and right now, but why let 'da people miss out on a public execution? You know what I'm sayin'? We could take him out and enjoy it fo' ourselves.. OR we could let him think he got somethin' and take care of him infront of everyone. Public execution of a snitch. You know people would love to see 'dat sh*t."

[pornstar]

[glow=teal,2,300]"So we're smokin' someone before the naked bitches?

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[Kasino Royale]

[glow=red,2,300]Nah, nah man...Kind of spoils it when ya' gotta clean blood out of your clothes BEFORE seein' nekkid hoes ya know? Fuck him...He'll live THIS time....[/glow]

+Kasino slams his glass back down on the counter, standing from his seat and extending his hand towards 187, and then on to the others. There was something he had to do before he got into the whole party thing tonight and the time was now. He steps around his brothers and sister, beginning his trek towards the exit as he comments back...+

[glow=red,2,300]Just got something to handle for V real quick man. Shouldn't be but a minute so keep them bitches jumpin' for me Buck. Holla...[/glow]

+And in seconds Kasino was out of the door, headed to the elevator at the end of the corridor to check on V's "special lady".+

[klipz]

The door opens of the Lounge as we see O.G entering the bulding. HE looks around as he sees Lamia, Kasino,187,Bruiser,Dice,and PornStar. O.G begins to walk to the direction where they are. He looks at Da Fam and Bruiser.

[glow=black,2,300]"Waz' good guys 187 congrats fo' bein' the APW champion. I could see da' all of ya' are celebratin'. Now may I join ya'?."[/glow]

O.G waits for a answer.

[acameron]

(><)Moving on from her earlier upset with Dice, she was kicking back now, enjoying the moment, hell, even joked a bit with Dice. Laughter ensued between her and her brothers... Then a voice. She cocked an eyebrow and turned to look at the poor sap. She laughed briefly to herself and then turned and slapped Dice across the chest.(><)

"Oh... Shit. Get this guy, fellas!"

(><)She turned back to face him. She looked down to his feet, tracing it to the nearest person within the Familia's feet. Too close. She snapped her head up and shook her head.(><)

"Whoa, hold on now, back up a bit little bitch. At least by twenty feet. You can't get this close to the Fam without an invitation. Ain't that right boys?"

(><)She smirked as she leaned back against the bar, spreading her arms out behind her, on the bar as she looked from each of her brothers to the next. Shit. She was speaking the truth, no names like this one needed an invitation.(><)

[blaze]

Shaddix passes by Kasino in the corridor to the elevator. Entering the bar, he sees more of his brothern. Figures, the Familia always did seem to travel in a pack. Luckily though, their ringleader wasn't here.

[glow=blue,2,300]"Hey boys, clear the way...I got a few words to say to the new champ alright?"[/glow]

Shaddix makes his way up to the bar next to 187. Pushing past the likes of Pornstar, Dice, Lamia, the non-Familia Bruiser, and the Familia wannabe Klipz. He now locks eyes with the new champ...

[glow=blue,2,300]"Congrats on the title win...I couldnt havent put over a better wrestler...."[/glow]

Shaddix motions to the bartender to bring him a beer.

[glow=blue,2,300]"Well, I guess I could have...but not in this company....The number of actual talented wrestlers here is pathetic. Of course I didn't want to drop the title to a Familia bastard such as yourself...But damn, there was no one else to choose from.....And the way you walked right into it all with that flip of a coin to face Vegas....basically making you number one contender...Ha priceless...."[/glow]

As the bartender finally brings him his drink, Shaddix takes one quick sip then continues...

[glow=blue,2,300]"So don't worry bout me taking my title back for awhile...I got bigger things to focus on.....Just try not to lose it until then....I would hate to think you couldnt handle your job of holding it for me...."[/glow]

Shaddix chugs down his beer and sets the empty bottle down on the DVD Pornstar had placed on the bar. With that, before even waiting for a response...Shaddix gets up and begins to walk off...Before he reaches the exit though, he adds in three little last words....

[glow=blue,2,300]"FUCK THE FAMILIA!"[/glow]

He begins to turn to leave again, but realizes he forgot one more word...

[glow=blue,2,300]"BICTHES!"[/glow]

Finally having said what needed to be said, he makes his exit...

[Dice Dillinger]

+Dice jumped a bit at the chest slap from Lamia, just able to hold on to the drink in his hand as he turned and caught sight of the unwelcome guest. Damn...Always got groupies hanging around. *Sigh* He smiled a bit to Buck & 187 as he turned in his seat facing the..."O.G."?...+

[glow=red,2,300]Listen to my sis' homeboy. You in violation of Fam Regulation 211 son. Give ALL Fam members at least twenty feet of space or else you WILL be subjected to verbal lashings, extremely violent ass whoopings and overall getting the tar beat out of yo' ass just cause we can. Now you don't want that son now do ya? I know what it is. You want an autograph don't you? No problem dog, hey 7...
[/glow]
+Raising his glass towards his brother as if signaling him...+

[glow=red,2,300]Give the man what he wants dog. He wants an autograph and a pic with the champ dog. Hell let's ALL autograph something for him Fam. How about my foot on the back of his ass for starters? THAT'S sure to be a Kodak moment if I ever seen one...Ha![/glow]

[klipz]

[glow=black,2,300]"First of all I don't want da' Fam's autograph I just wana chill with ya'. You know me da' Fam a little betta'."[/glow]

O.G waits for a reply.

[fninfamous]

187 raises an eyebrow as he looks at this man who just walked up to the Familia like they were supposed to be familiar with him. He didn't have time for this cheap imitation of himself. 187 just shook his head and responded...

"You know me 'Da Fam a little betta'? Did I hear 'dat right? Seriously... did you unda'stand 'dat? You knoew me... 'Da Fam a little betta'? Does 'dat mean you tryna' say we know you a little betta'? OR you tryna' say you know 'Da Fam a little betta'? I ain't unda'stand whatchu sayin' but whateva'. Lemme break sh*t down fo' you homie. 'Da Fam doesn't chill wit' just anyone. We don't f**k wit' lame @$$ mothaf**kas. You got 'dat? We don't just chill wit' anyone who walks they lil' @$$es up in our area and says they can hang. We don't f**ks wit' just anyone like 'dat. So you need to give us some room and back 'da f**k up. A'ight? And as fo' knowin' yo' @$$... I don't know who 'da f**k you is. Nor do I give a f**k who you is. So... just get to steppin' 'cause I ain't got no damn time fo' no f**kin' fan tryna' imitate what can't be duplicated."