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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 12 2006, 09:55 PM (43 Views) | |
| Angel | Oct 12 2006, 09:55 PM Post #1 |
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[dohtml]<p align="center"><font color="#C0C0C0">> The scene opens with Gothic Angel packing a bag in the room of Ethan Andrews. Angel is on her cell phone when Carrie comes into the room looking confused. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#FF66CC"><b>Carrie: </b>Um... Your 'stang just arrived....</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel zips her bag closed and slings it over her shoulder, hanging up her cell.. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> How?.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Carries shrugs and walk away from the door followed by Angel. The to the driveway where this guy stands looking over the property. The guy turns and looks over the two women. Angel crosses her arms and looks him over with an icy glare. He gulps and then speaks. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#00FFFF"><b>Guy: </b>Angel Costello?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel walks towards him. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> That'd be me... Where did you get this car?</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> The guys holds out the keys, Angel takes them. The man then offers her a clip board and points. . <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#00FFFF"><b>Guy:</b> Bencino Costello asked me to deliver it to you ma'am. I need you to sign here.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> Heh.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel signs where he asks and the guy nods to her and then to Carrie. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#00FFFF"> <b>Guy:</b> You two ladies have a nice day</font>.<p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel turns and looks at Carrie. Carrie smirks and turns heading back inside as Angel walks to her car and checks it over for damage. Finding none she digs out her keys and unlocks her front door. Angel then slips in her car and starts it up, grinning. Angel puts her seat belt on and the scene fades out there only to fade back in with Angel driving down the road, in a rental car. It is early dawn, the setting sun gives Angel's face a golden color, making her hair look amber. The sun glistens off her sun glasses as the camera man films from her passenger seat. Angel sips from a steaming cup and then sets it down in a cup holder. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> Thanks for coming on this trip with me. Traveling from Toronto to Long Beach alone may not be such a great idea. A lot of crazy people out there.</font><p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel smirks, as does the camera man. <</font><p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF" ><b>Angel:</b> Good news is we are not far from there. I just hope that Jesse is there. While we drive I want to discuss a few things. One being my opponent Crypt. Sweetie can you even put a thought together? I know you are capable of putting sentences together. Looks like watching Blues Clues did you a lot of good. Now before you get all pouty on me and run to Slider crying. Listen up. The NLCW Womens Title is MY title. Not yours. Not Jade's. Not Autumn Lockwood's. Not Faith's. Not Angel Carter's. Not Angela's. Not Justice's. And incase you missed it the first time I said it. It's not yours.</font></p> </font><font color="#C0C0C0"> <p align="center">> Angel shakes her head slightly. <</font></p> </font> <p align="center"><font color="#CC99FF"><b>Angel: </b> I am pretty sure you will tell me that you beat two other women to get where you are. Honey let me give you a recap ok? I beat more than two to get the title I now hold. The NLCW Womens Championship. A title I will continue to hold after I beat you One, Two, Three in St. Louis. Can you even count that high? Wait. I bet you can... and if not you will prove it to me. Just as I thought. </font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel turns the steering wheel on the rental car and then turns it back so it is straight. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <left><font color="#CC99FF"><b>Angel:</b> </font></left> <font color="#CC99FF">Crypt when I first saw you I thought a girl with potential .That all went away when you opened your mouth. I know. Harsh words coming from the champ here. Try having the month that I have had and then you can tell me what is harsh and what isn't. I hope that you did not plan on celebrating after Sunday. It would be a shame for you to have gone and wasted your money on having a loser party. I am sure your man will lose too. Wow. How perfect you two are for eachother. Both losers. Oh and I noticed you are undefeated. That ends on Sunday. </font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel turns into a parking lot and parks the rental. Jesse stands outside holding his arms out with a smile. Angel shuts her car off and gets out. <</font><left></left></font></font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF">Angel: Hey man.</font> <left> </font></left></font></left></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Jesse notices the camera and smirks, looking the camera man over. Angel looks at Jesse. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> Harmless. You get what I asked you for? </font> </p> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Jesse nods and starts inside where his guys have gotten things set up.. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#FF0000"><b>Jesse:</b> Yeah. Batman himself will love this bike. Ethan will love ya for this. </font> </p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> He already loves me..</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel chuckles. Jesse nods, laughing as he knows how Ethan feels about Angel. The camera gets a good view of what Angel is wearing. It is a white wife beater with black leather hip huggers. On her feet are leather Harley Davidson boots. Jesse leads Angel over to a plain bike that has not even been touched yet. Angel looks over all the stuff they have set out for the bike as Jesse talks, crossing his arms. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#FF0000"><b>Jesse:</b> This is what we're starting with. Same body as the other one I made for Ethan. Same specs and everything. </font> </p> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel nods, looking back to the naked bike. <</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#CC99FF"> <b>Angel:</b> Tight. I want this to be a surprise for him. So...</font></p> <p align="center"> <font color="#C0C0C0">> Angel turns and looks at the camera. The scene soon fades out <</font></p>[/dohtml] |
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