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Who Let the Dogs Out?
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Topic Started: Jun 17 2011, 10:53 AM (200 Views)
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Rich
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Jun 17 2011, 10:53 AM
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We open on Blake's car pulling up to his house. He gets out and stretches.
Blake: Goddam I'm glad to be back home. Sunshine, good food, attractive women, how I've missed you.
He walks up to the front door and knocks. The door opens and a young man greets the Snake.
Guy: Hey Blake, welcome back.
B: It's nice to be back Todd. Thanks for watching the place. Any problems while I was gone?
Todd: Aw well...
B: Don't like the sound of that.
T: Look I swear I did the best I could...
B: What happened Todd?
T: One day, these guys... big tough scary-looking guys, they came by and told me they were here to get some of White Man's things. I was helping them, and while I was in the back with one of the guys, the others must have taken your dogs.
B: My dogs are gone?!
T: Yeah I'm sorry...
B: Fucking hell, When did this happen?!
T: Um...about a week after you left.
B: I gone for two fucking months Todd! You didn't think to tell me this shit!?
T: I'm sorry Blake, I guess I thought I could get them back.
B: Well god only knows what my poor dogs have been put through.
Blomberg pulls out his cellphone and dials. Luckily for the purposes of this rp, we can hear White Man's dialog.
White Man: Oh hey Keebler, how's it going?
B: Where are my fuckin dogs Jack?!
W: Excuse me?
B: Don't play dumb, I know you had your goons take them while we were gone. If one hair on any of their heads has been harmed, so help me I'll give all your shit away to the gayest blackest homeless person I can find.
W: Chill out Blomberg, I had nothing to do with your doggies' disappearance.
B: Well Todd told me some guys came by claiming you sent them to collect some of your crap. You saying you didn't send anyone?
W: I didn't send a single fucking soul over there. If someone took my shit, then they stole it from me. He better not have let people take my shit from me, I'll fuck him up.
B: I know you're lying Jack. Why don't you stop with the bullshit and tell me where they are?
W: Hey you little punk, I'm beyond sick of this attitude of yours. I'm beginning to think I should have let that limey fag jack your wallet. By the way, you're welcome.
B: One good act dude. Doesn't even come close to making up for all the shit you've done to me and my friends.
W: Now see, you must know that I don't actually have your stupid mutts. Because otherwise you would be talking to me in a much sweeter tone. I would have the power to decide the fates of the boys, and you would be on your knees begging me to spare them.
B: Please just tell me how I can get them back?
W: How long have they been gone?
B: Your men took them a week after we left for Europe.
W: That was a while ago. Probably too late to get 'em back. Sorry kid.
B: Look, you want me to lose the match next Friday Night? Is that it?
W: Ha, like I'd need to blackmail you into losing. I'm hardly sweating over the possibility of my boy losing his title to the likes of you. Mike Miller is the next big star here in NEW. You better wise up and get behind him, before he runs your ass over.
B: Well I know that you want me to rejoin White Man Inc. Maybe this is how you choose to get me back in the fold.
W: Blake you dumbass, I want you back in the fold, but I don't need you. My generosity is for your sake, not mine. I'm doing just fine without you. You...aren't.
B: Because of you! Stop ruining my life, and I won't have any problems!
W: Look Keebler, just try not to shit yourself. I'll be there soon and we can talk this out.
B: Well I'm going to go hide a few things. When I get my dogs back, you'll get your stuff.
W: Oh I'll get my shit either way boy; All of it. Oh and by the way, I am counting on you showing up for my LGBT Pride bash on Sunday...next Sunday.
B: I'm sure bash is the right word.
W: Come on Blake, I want to make the world of pro-wrestling a world where everyone is accepted regardless of sexual orientation. You shouldn't have to hide who you are Blake.
B: I'm not.
W: I know you too well. I know the truth about you.
Blake hangs up.
T: So no good news, huh?
B: No, everything sucks Todd.
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