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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:17:55 GMT -5
*Donovan Viper is WALKING and talking on his cell phone*
DV: Put Harper on. Hey, Harper, what the hell was he saying? Endo and Morte are fighting with the Jobberos in the parking lot? Well, stay out of it unless they get near your car. You don't want another problem with a broken tail light. And what was he saying about looking for crack at a pub? Oh, alright...
*he rounds a corner and bumps into OBJ. DV bangs into the clangy poles and the cell phone goes flying. They glare at each other but GaitorBait picks up the phone*
GB: Cool phone, dude!I just got the same model. *pulls a similar phone out* DV: Like I care. Just give me the phone. GB: No problem, champ. DV: It's about time you hillbillies started treating me with respect. OBJ: No worries, mate.
*DV leaves*
OBJ: You made the switch? GB: Easy. *scrolls through address book* He sure does call a lot of 900 numbers. Wait, here it is! OBJ: Great. Can't hurt to have UnderDawg's number. And Hellion's and Corax's for that matter. You never know what's going to happen around the OOWF. But, what about the phone you gave Viper? GB: It was working a few minutes ago so I don't think Scheme Gene knows it's missing. OBJ: Now what? GB: Let's find a monitor and see if Endo and Morte have figured out they are fighting the real Jobberos yet.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:18:21 GMT -5
*Camera fades from black to show SFJ#3 nervously on top of a ladder beside Canadian Dragon on a 2nd ladder.*
CD: "Relax...I assure you that this is a REALLY big scoop."
SFJ#3: "Ummm, how is you vs Blade in a ladder match for $10,000 Canadian a big scoop?"
CD: "I'm not talking about that...I'm talking about envy. It's funny what envy will do to a man. see I always thought that lust and greed were the most evil of sins...but envy can make even thee purest of warriors turn green."
SFJ#3: "Ummm...what?"
CD: "You see...every where I go it's all about Hardbody Harris. Every week, time after time after time it's always about Hardbody Harris. Get DDT'd through the Hell In A Cell? Oh the fans don't care. Get tossed from the top of the ultimate hell cage? Yeah, big whup, just tell us if you know when Hardbody is coming back. See I'm not a jealous man...I just want respect."
SFJ#3: "So when is hardbody coming back?"
*Canadian Dragon looks at the SFJ and grabs a hockey stick which he uses to knock her off the ladder and crashing down through the catering table.*
CD: "See back when I first came the the OOWF I was a silent soul trying to figure where my place was. And after the fans saw what I could do it seemed that they cared about me. But the more pain I took, the more blood I shed, the more scars I marked my body with...the less they cared about me and the more they cared about a man who went crying home to mommy."
*Production cuts quickly to Hardbody's last apperance in an OOWF ring.*
CD: "But see, while the fans don't care about me, Hardbody will. See Hardbody while you've lost that loving feeling, I've gained the "love" of something you hold near and dear. Trust is a funny thing. See some people want something so bad they will trust ANYBODY to get it. And poor little Fievel is a very trusting little fellow."
*Another quick cut to flips of Fievel looking for Hardbody.*
CD: "But don't worry Hardbody, see you have a way to play the hero one more time! In my hand I have an ordinary briefcase that holds something not so ordinary. See in this case is a piece of paper that has on it the combination to a very, and I mean VERY special safe.
*The camera pans out to show Canadian Dragon standing beside his safe.*
CD: "Find that loving feeling Hardbody...I know you want to. Find the desire and the passion one more time. Fine the will to face me in a ladder match. I want you to care again Hardbody...I need you to care. But more importantly...Fievel NEEDS you to care."
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:18:50 GMT -5
Revolution XX are doing whatever it is that they do in their dressing room, playing EA Sprts BIG! games on a ps2 or somesuch when.......
Firechild, bursts into the room, bleeding profusely from a massive .9 Muta gash on his forehead and limping, holding onto his left leg.
EOM: Hey, what....
FC: <short of breath and in evident pain> Shut up, preppy. Now I'm not on the best of terms with your running buddy, LD and I've no love, nor special feeling for you guys, but believe me, that this week at Midweek Mayhem, I am your best friend.
CCN: Hey man, you've been reading too much TS Heidenreich poems.....
FC: Again. Shut up. Sun Tzu says in the art of war, that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, and right now the 3 Piece Set are my enemies, talking shit, embarrasing me and this company, shirking title defenses, and now this....
<he points to the massive scar or his forehead and O'Mac and Coolname both visibly flinch>
CCN: Thats real neat, but we don't need your help man, we're on a roll...
EOM: We're on a high....
Firechild kicks their tv and ps2 over and gets right in their faces....
FC: Good.... because then, Ill get a chance to beat the lving piss out of two beaten men, rather than having to do your work for you. Rest assured, I will be there at Midweek Mayhem, and I will bring all the fire of hell with me.....
CCN and EOM are looking over his shoulder... Firechild turns and comes face to face with LD Williams....
LD: Nice scar....
FC: I'm not here to brawl with you Williams, that'll come in its own sweet time. Im just here to let your boys know that they ARE gonna be the next tag team champions....
LD: We knew that anyway, but please yourself rookie. Don't expect any thanks, not that you'll deserve any, but it'll be fun to watch 3PS kick your ass again, after Ibeat Capps and just before these guys win the tag titles.... and we still have some....words to have.
EOM & CCN: Yeah....words.
LD grins and says
LD: c'mon boys, Johnny's buying drinks cause he got another hole in one.....
They troop out, leaving Firechild shaking with rage....
He turns and addresses the camera, rage and pain showing in equal measures on his face....
FC: 3 Piece Set, I know you are watching. Believe me when I say, this is not over, it has merely begun. At Midweek Mayhem, I WILL regain my winning record, and I WILL take the fate of your Tag Team Title reign into my hands, and what comes after will not be revenge.... it will be punishment.
Believe me, that this week at Midweek Mayhem, I shall show the OOWF what it truly means to burn........
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:19:18 GMT -5
Sexy Female Journalist #74 is standing by with The Devil's Brigade.
SFJ: Wht are your thought as you head into a triple threat match at Mayhem.
Tommy: Well..
Harper: Tommy, why don't we save some time and I'll do that talking. Nobody understands you anyway.
Tommy: They'll un'da'stan' me' lef 'ook
SFJ looks even dimmer then usual
Harper: (sighs) He said they'll understand his left hook. Anyway we aren't sweating this match too much. Hellion & Corax are lucky their still Donnie V's bros because they'd be in for a serious beating if they weren't. As it is they'll still be pounded but winning a match and destroying our opponents is two seperate things.
Tommy: I mite only oose me rite 'ook on em
Harper (before SFJ can begin to look dimmer) He'll use his right hook. This luxery won't be given to the two fat slobs Capslock and Stank. You think 350 and 390 pounds scare me. Your wrong. I'm 6'6" 275 lbs of muscle wrapped in this godlike shell and I deadlift twice your weight on a daily basis. Don't think that because you eat 15 Big Macs a day that I can't pick you up over my head and nail you with The Dominator. At Mayhem you'll feel what its like going to hell and back with The Devil's Brigade.
Tommy: An un lef 'ook il nok ya big arse fattis to the canvis inyways.
Harper: He said one of his left hooks would knock them out also. Let's get some Guiness. Donnie said he's buying.
Harper and Tommy walk off.
SFJ watches them walk away with the classic dumb look.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:19:46 GMT -5
(Uncle Entity and Mercury are in the lockeroom)
UE: Now, Mercury. Things didn't quite go as planned last week did they? But relax, I know how you can make it up to me. Tag Titles. I need some gold. We've got two of the OOWF's finest this week in a tag match. They seem to have their heads so far up their own asses they can't see the light of day. This may be an avenue to a contender match. Have that mercury ready and we'll see if we can't move up the ladder and drive a further wedge between MHJ and Concrete while we are at it. That will help solidify My, uh, our reputation in this Fed. Bust up their chemistry, systematically break them down and move on to the next team. I CAN trust you with this can't I Mercury? You won't let me down this week will you?
(awaits answer...)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:20:10 GMT -5
I’ll make this short and sweet, LD Williams. I realize that to defeat Johnny Adrenaline, I need to first get rid of you. I can beat Adrenaline…proven that many, many times. I can beat you, LD…proved that last week. I can probably beat both of you if I know you’ll both be there…but that won’t be necessary. Because this week, I’m going to start what I finished…I mean begin what I started…damn, I Ortoned again! Cameraman, fix that in post-production!
LD Williams, I’m going to finish what I started (pause)…yeah, that’s right…finish what I started last week. LD, if I was you I’d tell Johnny you’re going out for a run, then hop a bus to Albuquerque and claim you were kidnapped, because that’s the only way you’ll come out of this match a winner. I will rid the OOWF of you, then I’ll get that Intercontinental belt I deserve.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:20:32 GMT -5
*we see Chris Alt standing outside a door, looking just a little bit conflicted. Finally, he takes a deep breath and walks in through the door and we see Niles Anderson on the other side*
NA: What the-- what are you doing in here? You wanna eat another powerbomb so close to your title match?
CA: I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to make a truce- one night only.
NA: Not f**king likely, Alt.
CA: Look, I have a title shot against Donovan Viper tonight. And I KNOW that I can beat Viper. Bell to bell, post to post, I'm the guy that can get that belt off Viper for good.
NA: And what's that got to do with me?
CA: You've got a number one contender's shot. And I think you'd rather have your title match against me than Viper.
NA *skeptical*: And what would give you that ideA?
CA: Because it's the difference between a one on one match and a three on one match.
NA: What do you mean?
CA: I'm talking about those two roided up bouncers he rolls with nowadays, man. The Devil's Butt-buddies, or whatever they're called. Viper knows I can beat him. Viper knows YOU can beat him. That's why he established himself an insurance policy. He's not coming to the ring without those guys to fight me anymore than he's coming alone to fight you. So I'm making the suggestion that for tonight only we throw aside our hostilities and watch each other's backs. Then tonight I win the title and we go at it one more time, this time for ALL the marbles.
NA: ... I'll think about it.
CA: Alright. You know where I'll be when you decide.
NA: One question though, Chris. Why me? Why not Underdawg or Canadian Dragon or the AYUFF?
CA *silent as he thinks about it for a moment*: I don't really know, Niles. Just seemed like you were the right guy for the job.
*fade to black*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:20:54 GMT -5
FFC and Stank are in their lockeroom. Stank angrily throws a beer bottle through the tv monitor.
FFC - Hey! You don't waste beer like that!
Stank - Meh, I hate Amstel Light anyway. The Devil's Brigade is pissing me off!
FFC - Don't let those fairies get to you.
Stank - Harper wants to talk about how much weight he can bench, like that supposed to impress us. Do you see these 29 inch pythons? Stank flexes his biceps. Not an ounce of fat in there.
FFC - Yeah, but gallons of fat around your midsection.
Stank - You're a funny man FFC.
FFC - (chuckles) lighten up Stank, everyone knows how strong you and I are. Don't let their rant get to you.
Stank - And how many times do we have to beat Hellion and Corax before they get the message? Matter of fact I don't think anyone is getting the message.
FFC - Well it's like you said, we'll just have to turn it up a notch. We'll take out Hellion and Corax as only we can and we'll show Harper Camby and O'Neil what the devil is really all about.
Stank - Yeah (pointing at FFC) with Lock (points to self) Stock (flexing both biceps) and two smoking barrels.
FFC - Man don't flex your muscles like that. You look gay.
Stank - Everything is gay with you lately, isn't it?
FFC - Hey I can't help when things look gay. It is what it is.
Stank - Well I think my guns look pretty good.
FFC - You see that's exactly what I'm talking about... guns? Gimmie a break... if I had a dime for everytime... (Stank and FFC walk off as camera fades)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:21:34 GMT -5
(awaits answer...)
Dont worry, ill do just fine. I know how to move in a ring, its no biggie. Soon there will be gold around my, i mean our sexy waist(s). Hurri-dunce and Ruufie dont stand a chance.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:21:58 GMT -5
## Semaj B and Thim are talking in the lockerroom after a workout (as usual an either ultra small or just plain invisible camera crew are in attendance)
TR: so what's going on the Sem dude . . . what's going on with your lot? SB: nothing!! The AYUFF stays together and we're as tight as always TR: I've gotta say mate, it doesn't look like that from the outside. The Dragons are nowhere in the tag division, AA seems to be doing his own thing and nobody quite knows where he's going to be next. And of course he now claims to have taken over as the leader because Concrete is off playing pseudo superheros with Mooseheadjack of all people. Our nemesis . . . SB: what did you call 'im? TR: who Citizen Concrete or Mooseheadjack . . . SB: just checking . . . yea, OK. So we're going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment. Concrete is doing what 'e needs to do to get through the situation e's found 'imself in. No I don't like it but neither does 'e. Unfortunatly there's no way out of that at the moment. TR: and AA? SB: yea well . . . 'e can take a running jump as far as I'm concerned and I've told 'im that to his face. e's not part of the original AYUFF and e's never really had our attitude as far as I'm concerned. TR: so what about me? Where do I stand? We've teamed together and we've got the job done when it mattered. Not only that but I've always had your back and you've had mine. Where have the rest of those nameless bunch of clowns been when the chips have really been down eh?? You and me are more of a team than you've ever been with the rest of those guys . . . SB: now that's 'ardly fair is it . . . I got down with you and 'eld your back when it mattered because we're countrymen. There aren't many of us over 'ere and we need to stick together TR: good job I was too . . . I know you've got something going on with him but you'd never have got as close to Mooseheadjack as you did with my help SB: look Thim. I know you're with me but you also know that I'm a part of the AYUFF TR: for god's sake Semaj . . . they can't even think of a name for themselves SB: as I was saying, I'm a part of the AYUFF and I'm staying that way but we're a damn good team together and I'd like to keep it that way. If I ever need 'em I know that they'll be there for me TR: OK, I'll take that for now. We're teaming together again this week and we've got the two guys that beat us last week - I for one don't like being beaten two weeks running SB: well we're both together on that one. Firechild gave me a bloody good match last week and I know that e'll bring it again. We'll need to be ready for 'im TR: and we'll need to watch out for Seraph too. Unlike most of the chumps around here, he's got mat skills. SB: but we've teamed before. We know each other. We'll take 'em TR: too bloody right we will mate . . . too bloody right
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:22:50 GMT -5
Mercury: Dont worry, ill do just fine. I know how to move in a ring, its no biggie. Soon there will be gold around my, i mean our sexy waist(s). Hurri-dunce and Ruufie dont stand a chance.
(CTG watches this promo, standing before the monitor in full Hurri-crete regalia)
CTG: Holy harangue! These newcomers honestly believe that they stand a chance against a seasoned set of superheroes such as ourselves! This is an injustice that cannot stand!
Moose: .....
CTG: So we shall I'm gay these insidious individuals for GREAT JUSTICE!
Moose: (rolls eyes)
CTG: Ctime waits for no man! TO THE HURRI-BUGGY!
Moose: I am NOT riding in that thing.
CTG: (stops in his tracks) Wassupwiddat?
Moose: (grumblegrowlwalkspastConcrete)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:23:25 GMT -5
(Backstage)
Concrete is driving the Hurri-buggy when it turns a corner and Uncle Entity is standing there looking evil. Reverse! Mercury is standing behind it akimbo. A double-team commences as the two combine their strength to muscle Concrete out of the buggy and into a series of kicks and chops. MHJ runs down the hall to make the save and starts going toe-to-toe with the attackers. Mercury goes down as UE and MHJ begin trading chops. MHJ gets the upper hand on UE just in time for Mercury to throw the Mercury dust in his eyes. Screaming, he falls. Mercury and UE commence to vandalize the buggy and spraypaint "Ragged Tree Criminals" on the windshield. Concrete recovers to chase them off with a politically correct object.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:24:04 GMT -5
*Niles walks into Attitude Adjusters locker room.*
AA - what do you want?
NA - I have a proposition to make, to reaffirm goodwill between us. It involves me winning my match this week.
AA - whats in it for me?
NA - that's what I'm here to discuss.
*Niles looks around to make sure no one is listening. He then closes the lockerroom door. Fade to black.*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:24:28 GMT -5
(CTG is prowling the halls with his politically correct object)
CTG: VANDALS! Come back and receive your recommended daily allowance of JUSTICE! (stops, glances around) Where is my trusty sidekick? MOOSEY~!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:24:55 GMT -5
(Moose is seen in the bathroom trying to wash the mercury out of his eyes, Jack raises his head, the camera man catches him in the mirror. Water pouts off Jack's face and his eyes are already red and swollen. A furious look crosses his face)
Ok, bigshots, you want to make your mark here in the OOWF? You want to sneak attack Concrete and try and lay a beat down on me? You two have completely gotten my attention now, and it is the biggest mistake you have ever made.
(Jack punches the mirror, it shatters, as the shards of glass fall to the sink and mix with the blood from Jack's hand, he picks up the biggest piece and grips it. Grinning like a madman, Jack now turns to the camera)
Now it is time to go show two rookies what a real beating is like.
Trust me.
(Jack shoves the camera man aside and storms out of the bathroom)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:25:23 GMT -5
Johnny Adrenaline and L.D. Williams are leaning on the wall watching the door to the Sexy Female Journalist’s locker room when they are approached by Revolution XX, who are kicking a hacky sack back and forth.
CC: “Hey guys.”
JA: “Boys. What’s up?”
Across the hall, SFJ #32 approaches the locker room door. She walks into it, and it doesn’t open. She pauses, shakes her head, and walks into it again. It still doesn’t open
EOM: “We were watching a monitor a few minutes ago, and it looks like Niles and Attitude Adjuster are up to something.”
CC: “We figure Niles is going to interfere in AA’s match with L.D.”
LD: still watching the locker room door “Naturally.”
Across the hall, SFJ #32 is still trying to open the door.
EOM: “So we wanted to let you know that we’ve got your back at Mayhem.”
LD: “nine…ten…Appreciate it guys…”
JA: “ Just keep an eye out for Semaj and the Chiropractor guy. They got in the way last week, and they might try it again.”
CC: “No worries.”
SFJ #32 finally gives up and wanders off. L.D. finally turns his attention to the other three.
JA: “How many?”
LD: Smiling “Seventeen.”
JA: “Damn.” he hands L.D. a $100 bill,
LD: “Don’t worry about Mayhem, guys. You keep Nutcase Niles and the AYUFF idiots off my back, and I’ll remind Mr. Capps why he shouldn’t mess with us.”
JA: “In the meantime, drinks are on L.D.”
LD: “WHAT?”
JA: “That was the last of my cash, man.”
LD: “….Fine. I’m buying”
CC: “WooHoo!!”
All four head for the exit. As they pass the SFJ locker room, L.D. removes the ‘push’ sign from the door, revealing the word ‘pull’ underneath
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:25:59 GMT -5
Scene Begins inside the Devil's Brigade Lockerroom. Donovan Viper is pacing, Tommy O'Neil is drinking a beer and watching a tape of underground Irish Fight Clubs, Harper is doing pull ups.
DV: Canada? I f*cking hate Canada. I'm going to freeze my nuts off.
HC: Donnie, it is the middle of summer. It isn't really that bad up there.
TO: 'Arpa is rite Donny. It really isn't ta bad up dere.
DV: Hey, why don't you guys call me Boss, huh? Me, Hel, and Cor used to call Dawg Boss all the time. Start calling me Boss.
HC: I'll call you Donnie, or Donnie V, or Champ. I'm not in the ministry and nobody is my boss.
TO: Cheers
DV: Alright, you can call me Champ then. I'm alright with that. Does anybody want to go get some sushi?
HC: I don't eat that crap. I don't eat that sh*t raw.
TO: I'm up fa sum corn beef.
DV: Corn Beef will do I guess.
HC: What's bothering you.....Champ?
DV: I'm just adjusting to this new group you know. As much as I hate Dawg for what he's foing to me I miss having Hel and Cor around.
HC: Donnie, tommorrow night we're going to show you that you made the right call when you sided with us. We are going to dominate Hellion, Corax, ZZ Top, & Stinky. You'll get used to the way we roll soon enough and you'll wonder how you ever got by without us.
DV: Your probably right Harper. I'm in the mood for some pudding. I'll be right back.
Viper leaves the locker room and Tommy walks over to Harper.
TO: I'm nat gunna go lite on Donis boys at Mayhim. Tey both will feal me lef 'ook an possiblee me rite one too.
HC: Once we show him what pussies his old running mates really are I'm sure we won't have to eal with all this gay "They're my bros crap anymore". We're going to really put a hurting on those Ministry freaks.
TO: Tats whot I wontted to 'ear
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:26:30 GMT -5
(Mercury and Uncle Entity are walking down a dim corridor)
UE: It's about damn time we announced our precence here. Did you see the look on their faces? That flamer Concrete had no idea what hit him. Merc: And I thought Jack was going to cry when I threw mercury in his face, HAHAHAH boo hoo, poor Moose UE: I have no worries about them at MidWeek Mayhem, after we destroy this joke of a team, we get our shot at those worthless fools 3Piece Set. Mercury: That title is as good as ours. UE: Ok I gotta run, I got some business to take care of, we still meeting at the ranch tonight right? Merc: Yeah, I will be there later, I think I might go find Moose and finish the job, when I take him out, that leaves Concrete all by himself, we can cripple him at our leisure. UE: HA! Good thinking. Ok I gotta jet
(UE walks toward the parking garage. The camera pans around looking right at Mercury who is digging around in a little bag for something. Over his shoulder we see Moosehead Jack step out from a dark corner from behind a pile of pallets. Jack silently walks toward Mercury and grabs his shoulder and spins him around)
Jack drops Mercury with a shot right between the eyes from a chain wrapped punch.
"You wanna play boy? (Jack mounts Mercury and pummels him with the chain until blood is pouring from his forehead) Let's play. Jack yanks Mercury to his feet and nails him with a heart punch, Mercury crumples to the floor. Jack wraps the chain around his neck and drags him over to the stack of pallets. Once again Jack pulls him to his feet and leans him against the pallets. Jack rips off Mercury's shirt and grabs the shard of broken mirror and scratches M-H-J on Mercury's chest.
Jack gets real close to Mercury's face, and almost whispers "You're MY bitch now. You still wanna play games? You and your boy Entity are in WAY over your heads. Trust me."
One more heart puch and Jack leaves Mercury lying on the floor. The camera fades to black.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:26:54 GMT -5
(as Mercury and Uncle Entity gather themselves and head for their vehicle, they discover that even superheroes can exacat revenge.... for on the hood of the car is the Hurri-crete symbol (A huge block of concrete) partially embedded in the hood)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:27:21 GMT -5
As Doonie V is off finding somePudding , Tommy makes and observation:
TO: 'Arpa....DA FEKKIN COOLAS EMTY!
HC: Beer Run?
TO:Yer fekking right...
As the TWo make their way into the parking lot, the see a shiny VW bus with vanity plates that say CAPSLOCK parked off in the corner.
TO: 'old up boyo...dem blokes having a go wit da Hurri-bugger got me tinkin'.... I've got me a taught brewin'
Tommy walks up to the VW and stuffs a rag in the gas tank, pulls out a zippo and lights it.
As he walk back towards Harper Tommy says: dose two silly fat wankers wanna run der mouts, hows abot we shows wot kind of shat we's capable of
Harper: Nice Tommy, Nice
TO: time fah some a Arthur's finest
As the two walk away we hear a massive explosion and tommy yells
"Don't be fekkin wit da Brigade ya wankas!"
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:27:45 GMT -5
Some time later, Capellen walked into the garage, on his way out for a breath of fresh air. He stopped short on seeing the 'car'nage: vehicles had been sprayspainted, spattered with blood, crushed with cement, battered with clubs, and blown to smithereens.
Slowly, the rookie shook his head.
"Dude, I am real glad I came to work in a cab."
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:28:25 GMT -5
Hurri-Crete is walking! to his Hurribuggy in the parking lot. He hears a horn blow and whips around, just missing bieng hit by his own Hurri-buggy, driven by Uncle Entity and Mercury over it, spraypainted green, red, and white but its the buggy.
"This is Moosehead Junks fault, Ill teach him to laugh at us, or attack me. He'll learn not to screw with the Ragged Tree Criminals. Well teach you both at Midweek Mayhem."
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:28:47 GMT -5
Underdawg is WALKING~! with Corax~!
C: Well, I'm sorry if I don't feel the same way as you do. Me and Hel, we're not liking this situation at all.
UD: Understandable.
C: The Ministry was a good thing. With you and Viper fighting, and him hanging out with those two meatheads, it seems like we didn't even matter in this equation. Dammit, Dawg, we were the first champions in the Ministry. We were champions even before there was a Ministry. And you're willing to throw it all away, ignore Hel and I because you and Viper can't get along? You can't just continue without him?
UD: It's not as easy as that Corax. And besides. I'm not exactly sure where you and Hellion reside in this matter. Whether you're with myself or with Viper.
C: I'm not sure either.
*they walk out to the garage where it looks like a demolition derby had just taken place*
C: Aww, crap! My rental car!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:29:13 GMT -5
CTG: HOLY HIJACK! The Hurri-buggy has been coerced into working for the enemy!
Moose: (stomping in) what the hell was that?
CTG: Did you see that?? They have procured the Hurri-buggy for their evil purposes! We must pursue!
Moose: (grabs Hurri-crete's arm) Hold it right there, Booster Gold. They're doing this on purpose. They'll wear us both out if we go chasing them now. Save it for the show.
CTG: But they're corrupting the Hurri-Ride
Moose: We'll get it back before the show's over. Trust me.
CTG: ...... There WILL be repercussions! I WILL be prepared! (whooshes out of the scene)
Moose: (shakes head) five more months of this...?
(a car horn blares and the Hurri-buggy comes barrelling at Moose. He doesn't bother moving, and UE and Merc end up sliding to a halt)
Mercury: We coulda mowed you over, "Mousey".
Moose: (walks quietly over and leans in on Merc) Listen. My partner's got a screw loose and he's gonna wipe the floor with you for stealing his car. I should be doing the same.
(moose then reaches into his pocket and hands them both $100)
Moose: Keep it til the end of Midweek Mayhem. (walks away)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 1, 2008 18:29:38 GMT -5
Jack starts to walk away, then leans back to the car
"Oh, and Mercury, and you too Entity, if you EVER think of attacking us again those little scratches Merc here got will be childs play. This is the only warning you get, next time, its all about the bloodshed. Trust me"
Jack walks away and we fade to black. In the background we hear the Hurri-buggy rev, tires squeal then a large chrash. After a few seconds we hear Mercury's voice
M: Oh HELL you hit Dawg's Pimpmobile! UE: DAMN! Who the hell parks in the middle of the lot? M: He is gonna be PISSED! UE: Nah, I got this, hand me the can of spraypaint (pause for a moment while we hear the spray) M <Laughing> HA! <reading> Go to hell you mangey mongrel, see you in HELL! - Donovan Viper UE: It's the perfect crime, now let's get the hell out of here before he shows up
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