Post by tripp on Jun 23, 2008 8:53:55 GMT
*An ICW camera zooms in on Tripp and Evan in a crowded bar room. The scene scrolls through the room as you see two men playing pool, moving on to a man buying a woman a drink, and then to where The Rated HXC Superstar and his cousin are sitting having a drink or nine. They both then begin to talk to one another.*
~.:;Evan;:.~
[/font][/SIZE] ~.:;Evan;:.~
So are you happy about your role as the Co GM of your old brand SNK? [/color]
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Yeah, sure. [/color]
*A long pause ensues before Evan breaks the silence in between the two.*
~.:;Evan;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
....You don't seem to enthused about that... [/color]
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
No, no, I love my position as GM, but then theres a part of me that wonders if I can still go.. ya know what I'm saying? [/color]
~.:;Evan;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Yeah, I guess, but what else is there left for you to do? [/color]
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Well as Ive said.. nothing. And thats a good thing to have to prove, nothing. If you come back and fail, no one thinks less of you, if you come back and win you can go down as the greatest ever. [/color]
~.:;Evan;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
True, true. Oh, and by the way.. you seem to be a little.. well, "darker" again. [/color]
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
How do you mean? [/color]
~.:;Evan;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Well, for instance.. look at what your wearing. [/color]
*Tripp then checks himself out as he looks himself bottom to top, top to bottom. He then checks over the clothes he is currently wearing which include; Black boots with silver buckles, black and blue tripp pants, a black fishnet long sleeved shirt with a black Cradle of Filth t shirt covering some of it to the sleeves.*
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Yeah, I guess. I don't know.. Ive just been feeling very un fulfilled lately. [/color]
~.:;Evan;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Anything I can help with? [/color]
*Tripp glances around the bar, and notices a fight that has broken out in a corner.*
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
..Hold that thought.. [/color]
*Tripp gets off his bar stool where him and Evan where conversing and calmly walks over to the fight. Tripp steps in between the two, and tries to get down to the bottom of it. Both men spatter inaudible words at him before he begins to talk back at them. The two men look at each other, and then simultaneously throw a left and right punch at Tripp. He ducks both of the attempted punches, and answers back with a right hand straight to one of the mens faces, as the other jumps onto Tripp's back. The man positions his arms around Tripp's neck, trying to choke him out. Tripp paces around trying to get the man off his back till he finally jumps up off his own feet with the man still on his back, and lands on top of the one man on a pool table. He then tells one of the men who were playing pool to toss him a pool stick, the man does so. Tripp brings the stick above his head, and begins to come back down with it. He suddenly stops right before hitting the man he was fighting with right in the face. Tripp then tosses the stick down, and walks calmly back over to Evan.*
~.:;Tripp;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Okay, now as you were saying.. [/color]
*Evan, surprised by what Tripp said, gets a confused look on his face.*
~.:;Evan;:.~[/font][/SIZE]
Man, what the fuck was that shit?! [/color]
*Both men continue to talk on and on as the camera slowly fades away into a commercial.*[/center]
EOT
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