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Post by ~Travis Tyler~ on Sept 14, 2007 16:27:46 GMT -4
Psycho walks into the bar remembering bits and pieces of his last visit. The only thing he could remember was talking to 187. Wasn't something he wanted, or thought he'd ever do. Unless it was in the ring of course. It was a good night none the less. He walks over to the bar, and orders his favorite drink . Was it possible that this week he'd run into another blast from the past?
Just as his drink was brought over, he noticed someone very 'Familia'r. The man walks over and sits not but a few chairs down, as if he didn't recognize who Psycho was....
Psycho puts his glass down, trying to get the mans attention, and as he was about ready to say something, the man interrupts.... |
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Post by King Vegas on Sept 14, 2007 17:56:59 GMT -4
Look to be in good shape for a dead man I must say...
The smirk instantly beginning to form in his facial features, as his hand raises in the slightest hand movement, signaling for the barkeep to of course bring him his usual. Armadale Vodka of course. His vision follows the bartender making her way to retrieve his chosen beverage the entire way. Enjoying the sight of the young woman of course, before turning back to face the long time...Rival? Or perhaps "student" would be a more appropriate term?...
So...I'm SO anxious to hear about your absense from the business old "friend". What happened hm?...Not evil enough for Satan and a bit too uneasy on the eyes for the Lord above? Must have been hard to deal with the fact that...You're even too worthless to die and go to heaven or hell...*sigh* You must be...Devastated.
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Post by ~Travis Tyler~ on Sept 14, 2007 18:14:22 GMT -4
Wow. Im surprised you know such vocabulary. Whatcha do while I was gone, learn to read the dictionary?
This was a bitter rival. No one, not even oh so powerful Jason Cross could stand between these two.
Death. Oh how I envy death. You see, The almighty one you pathetic exuses of humans call 'God', He couldn't handle me. And Satan you say, well, he was afraid I'd take his throne.
The fact that you thought your plan to get rid of me would actually work is quite funny. You see, plans can be foiled. As was yours, as you can tell. I am here right before your very eyes. Better than ever.
He truly was better than ever.
Last week, instead of coming after your ass like I should have, Me and another old friend of yours DESTROYED one of the greatest tag teams in the history of this company. And Vegas, believe me, this time around, when I step in that ring across from you, I won't need a plane to end your career.
How long would it be before these two got in the ring again...well...I don't think their going to need a ring... |
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Post by King Vegas on Sept 14, 2007 18:24:34 GMT -4
A raised eyebrow, followed by a slight chuckle. His eyes remain fixated on the image of this SADLY mistaken peasant seated mere feet away from him. Poor child.
Take you out? I have absolutely no idea of what you're speaking of my friend. Ha Ha...Perhaps it was your ex-husband behind such efforts to rid the earth of your worthless carcass? I assure you I made no such attempt on your life...I mean, why go through the trouble of destroying something that's...Well...Insignificant in all aspects of life. You...Don't...Even matter so...Heh Heh...Why not allow for you to suffer for years to come instead of showing mercy? Inhaling the war paint for so long has finally...Finally started effecting that mush inside of that skull of yours eh?
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Post by ~Travis Tyler~ on Sept 14, 2007 18:39:39 GMT -4
So what your telling me, is that your STD infested ass had nothing to do with the rigging of that plane crash? Like I'm going to believe that. Surely you don't expect me to believe that.
The possibility of it being true was 1/100,000,000 in Psycho's mind.
The fact of the matter is, you know DAMN well that I am one of very few men to take you and your goons on, and still be standing here today. Sure, it took me a year to come back to where and beyond where I was a year ago. So you can say all you want, it won't affect me. But I do know one thing, you can bring whoever you want, but I want your ass in that ring. Hell, it doesn't have to be in that ring, it can be right here, right now. It doesn't matter to me..... |
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Post by King Vegas on Sept 14, 2007 18:54:46 GMT -4
His Majesty merely rolls his eyes at the idea that King Vegas would resort to a bar fight?...Pfftt...Not the case at all. He smiles in the man's direction, just as his drink arrives, taking it up into his grasps and replying just before the very tip of the glass makes contact with his lips...
Pfftt...Please son. You and your hardcore ambitions...WISHES to do what so so many have made failed attempt after failed attempt to do when pertaining to yours truly...You are indeed STILL a very mislead and sad creature my friend. I figured the time away would have helped with that thought process of yours...Or lack thereof...
Finally the glass making contact with his lips, a small sip ensuing before the smirk reappearing on his face causes for him to have to pause in his efforts to enjoy his chosen beverage for the day.
But I must applaud your level of stupidity...Oh...Excuse me. Bravery?...For having the audacity to sit this close to the King himself and speak your mind. Yet in still, it's all for nothing I'm afraid. Because in the HIGHLY...HIGHLY unlikely chance that I allow for you to step into the ring with His Majesty again, I assure you the result wouldn't be any different in result than our last encounter. But I hear Mr. Xavier is open for the next few shows. You two are pretty much on the same talent level. I could arrange a meeting if you wish?
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Post by ~Travis Tyler~ on Sept 14, 2007 19:12:29 GMT -4
Thats where your wrong my friend. I've been watching. There has been one man that has SUCCEEDED in defeating you. Lets make that TWO men that have defeated you. Jason Cross, and Greg Shaddix, formaly known as Blaze. Didn't think I knew right?
Begining to think, yeah he thinks every now and then...Psycho comes up with an idea.
Since you seem afraid of fighting me right here, lets do it at Game Over. You and that man right over there, Tha Infamous 187 and one other, against XV and a partner of our choosing, In 6-man Tag Elimination Chamber. Trapped inside that cage with me will be the last thing you ever do.... |
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Post by fninfamous on Sept 14, 2007 19:26:49 GMT -4
" And 'dat matta's why now...?"
...came from a familiar voice from behind Vegas. Tha Infamous 187 comes walking up to the two men. A smirk already on his face as he looks at Psycho. He raises an eyebrow as he looks at him and says...
"Some of us already announced an early retirement. So fo' you to say it will be 'da last thing 'dat we eva' do... Well... It's pretty pointless to puff out yo' chest and act like you 'da sh*t. So you wanna have a six match tag match? Well, count me in. I ain't got a problem wit' 'dat. To get a chance to mirk a couple of our enemies? I CAN NOT pass 'dis chance. "
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Post by King Vegas on Sept 14, 2007 19:45:16 GMT -4
He slowly raised the glass to his lips again, hearing his brother's voice from behind approaching. Now things would certainly become even more interesting he knew. A quick sip ensues, and just as quick he placed the glass back upon the counter in front of him before turning to respond...
Indeed it is quite the offer just as my brother has just stated but...I still have to of course ask...Why? What would we gain from decimating you once AGAIN? Is that death wish decaying that brain of yours THAT powerful and influential to the point where you want to be beaten and battered...Over...And over...And over again? I thought the last spanking I dished out would suffice. You DO understand what you are truly...TRULY...Asking for don't you?
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Post by ~Travis Tyler~ on Sept 14, 2007 19:54:25 GMT -4
Looking over at 187, Psycho begins...
You can retire all you want. I don't give a damn, all that means to me is that you just don't have what it takes in this business. And enemies we may be, but once that bell rings, all hells going to break loose.
Turning back to the King himself....
And as for you, you may have won the battle, but the war is FAR from over, believe that my friend. And I understand everything that Im sayin. I want you, I offered a match, and you have yet to even jump at accepting. Do I smell yet another cowardly move by the so called great King Vegas? I shouldn't need to explain myself to you.....By now even YOU should know that..... |
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Post by King Vegas on Sept 14, 2007 20:04:03 GMT -4
You really are...As stupid as you look aren't you?...*Sigh*...
A slight chuckle as he raised the glass once again, downing the last remnants of the beverage before turning to his brother for a brief second, seeing the look in his eye that told that he was more than prepared for such a brutal contest against a few old rivals if you will. Turning back to face his old nemesis he retorts...
If you wish for us to show you just how the "House always wins" once more so...SO very badly...How can we deny such a request? But I warn you...We are certainly not the Familia we were last year my friend. I think you'll be...Quite surprised once you realize what I'm truly speaking of. Either way? It's your funeral...Again...Ha Ha...Jackass...
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Post by blaze on Sept 15, 2007 2:14:58 GMT -4
A sudden cold chill sweeps the room. Perhaps telling of the arrival of a dark, heartless being. Or, perhaps its just because a nearby window is open and its a cool, breezy September night...You be the judge....
This if followed by an eerie creaking sound that can be heard throughout the somewhat quiet area. Suddenly, without warning the bar lights flash on and off a few instances....And out of nowhere!.....
"Damn bathroom door...Spray it with some WD-40 or something....damn....Creaking piece of shit..and where the hell is the light-switch to the bathroom? Ugh, forget it...."
From the restroom emerges a seemingly ticked of Insanity. Walking over to the small group sitting at the bar, he reaches inbetween 187 and Vegas to grab a few nuts....Round, crunchy....little...nuts....You know, the kind bars set out on the counter for their customers....Wait, what did you think I was talking about there? Shame....
"So how are you two fellas doing?"
Insanity tosses a few of the nuts in his mouth..I will allow one of the Familia members to insert their lame ass joke or pathetic pun rather than wasting my time on it...You know they got one....
Insanity then proceeds to put one arm over Vegas's shoulder and his other arm around 187's. I wonder if he remember to wash his hands after using the restroom?
"And what do we owe the mispleasure of having to see you two nobodies here tonight?"
Like everything else Insanity had no recollection as to whom these two men were. However, Psych had informed him slightly on the group know as the Familia. What he had been told was more than enough to come to the conclusion he didn't like these two bastards...
Seeing the lack of comradery on the two's faces, Insanity pulls back and makes his way over to Psycho. He motions to the barkeep...
"Bring me a Jagerbomb...."
He then turns back to the 'Familia', more directly to Vegas....
"Something.....well...something I need to know...Don't ask why....I know its personal...But its just a question thats been lingering in the back of my head since Psych told me about you guys....Does.....does it hurt when you penetrate each other in the ass?" |
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Post by King Vegas on Sept 15, 2007 2:21:03 GMT -4
Wow...Homosexual references. You REALLY went DEEP into the think tank for that one didn't you Mr  ...Whoever you are this week. It explains why the reply was so shallow of course...Can't retrieve something...From nothing now can we?...  BUT...Since we're speaking of anal invasions ANYWAY?...Care to discuss Akira and the REAL reason her asshole is still to this day the size of a coaster?  Hm?...Come on...Live a little. Ask me how it got that way Mr. Shaddix. You'll LOVE the story. I could get the footage for you as well. DVD?...VHS? Any particular preference old friend?
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Post by blaze on Sept 15, 2007 2:42:19 GMT -4
A sudden surge of information flows through Insanity's brain. Was, was it a memory? A quick mental image shows in his head. He sees a man, the name Shaddix seems to fit him. He looked slightly familiar. He also sees another man, laid out cold on the mat. That man appeared to be King Vegas. The man known as Shaddix proceeds to pin Vegas to re-obtain something that he had graciously allowed Vegas to hold for him during a short time off. Just as soon as he had remembered it, the memory had once more vanished. Insanity shakes his head as a slight headache begins....
"Whoa...that was....."
Snapping back out of it, Insanity proceeds to punch Psycho in the forearm...
"I thought you told me they were gay? Lying bastard...I mean, they look and dress the part....I just figured you were right...."
Turning back to face the Familia once again....
"Well, I'm really sorry guys....People make mistakes you know....Like when your fathers asked if they should wear a condom and your mothers said no....Thats just life...."
Insanity reaches down and grabs another handful of nuts...
"You guys want some?" |
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Post by ~Travis Tyler~ on Sept 15, 2007 2:49:42 GMT -4
Psycho couldn't help but laugh...What was it about his partner that was so funny, but holding his forearm...he just laughed and laughed...
I never said they were actually gay, but they do have a member thats a former pornstar....I think he might be gay, Im not to sure....
He continued to laugh. He wanted to take some lessons for this shit..... |
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...Whoever you are this week. It explains why the reply was so shallow of course...Can't retrieve something...From nothing now can we?... 
BUT...Since we're speaking of anal invasions ANYWAY?...Care to discuss Akira and the REAL reason her asshole is still to this day the size of a coaster? 
Hm?...Come on...Live a little. Ask me how it got that way Mr. Shaddix. You'll LOVE the story. I could get the footage for you as well. DVD?...VHS? Any particular preference old friend?