Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2006 16:21:53 GMT -5
I can't believe it's nearly Superbrawl again already. A whole year. Well more than that as Drakz and Kyzer aren't the most organised owners WFWF has ever seen. I really wish that Drakz wouldn't arrange for us to meet at the arena though, it doesn't bode well for me aligning myself with him. As I walk down each corridor I get sneer after sneer from anyone and everyone but I just respond with a casual smile and keep walking. I wonder if he has put the office sign on his door this time? Well that's the door, and would you look at that it actually has the right sign on. I rap on the door with my closed hand and wait, but after a few minutes and no reply I try the door. It pops open as I turn the handle and I take a look inside the room. The lights are off and by the sounds of it there is no one home. I flick the light switch and the bulbs show the room in all its......emptiness. I step through the doorway and have a quick look around. But there really is no one here. I'm sure Drakz said today. I need to ask someone if they've seen him. I turn around and head for the door but as I do I see a piece of paper pinned to the back of it. It reads:
“Now then mate, me and Michael have gone out. Sorry for not letting you know sooner but it's kinda spur of the moment business. See you at Superbrawl.”
What a tosser. I can't believe I drove all this way just to find out he isn't here. Hmmmm he actually got me angry. That doesn't happen very often. Bah I'm going home.
Why the f*ck am I doing this? Drakz is such an idiot. My left hand reaches up to grab another rung of trellising but Drakz's foot slips and he stands on my fingers.
Kyzer (whispered) - “Ouch you f*ck!”
He turns his head and looks down toward me with that same d*ck head smile as usual.
Drakz (whispered) - “Sorry man”
I shake my head and we both carry on climbing. It would be pitch black but the lights from the windows to our sides sheds a little light around the curtains. I'm sure this wooden frame isn't strong enough to hold us though. Ooop sh*t. Well there goes part of it under my foot.
Kyzer (whispered) - “Hurry up this thing isn't very sturdy.”
Drakz starts to speed up and doesn't seem to be too bothered about the noise factor any more. F*ck it neither do I. We both climb at the speed our bodies want us to be moving. I love the way blow makes you not give a f*ck about the fact that if this thing actually broke we'd both fall to our deaths. Drakz now reaches over to the window next to him. His fingers out-stretched and his leg going with it. He gets his toes on the sill and then drags the rest of his sorry ass with it. HA He looks such an idiot balanced like that.
Drakz (to the window) - “Come on your b*gger”
The window eventually grinds upward and Drakz slinks inside. Right. Now I've got to look like a fool and get onto that window sill. F*ck it I'm gonna jump. I better get hold of that window frame or I'm f*cked! I jump...........and I make it. I look through the window for a few seconds before going in myself. What on earth is Drakz doing? I slide through the gap and take a deep breath. That jump made me rush. Drakz is searching through the cupboard under the TV for something. I wish he'd tell me why he's dragged me here. He's got a video tape in his hand now which he slams into the VCR......the wrong way up.
Kyzer - “HAHA You dumb ass. It's not going in because it's upside down.”
He moves his head back and opens his eyes wide as he stares at the video. It takes him a while but he eventually realises what I've said and flips the tape before pushing it inside the tape player. The machine makes a number of clicking noises and then hums and Drakz sets it to rewind. He stands up and looks right at me with that smile back on his face.
Drakz - “Want another line?”
Does he expect me to say no?
Kyzer - “Rack em up”
He walks over to the bed side table of the room and drags it in one quick motion over to the TV. The lamp falls off it and smashes and one of the drawers falls out spilling its contents all over the floor. Drakz either hasn't noticed or more likely doesn't give a damn. He kneels down and pours out a heap of coke onto the table top and then with his credit card he begins to crush it all up.
Kyzer - “So where even are we?”
Drakz stops and looks up at me
Drakz - “Didn't I tell you?”
Kyzer - “Nope”
Drakz - “Oh sh*t sorry bout that man. We're in Trent's hotel room.”
HA I should have known he'd pull some dumb sh*t like this. He starts to rack up the coke into lines with his card and I start to question why I am here.
Kyzer - “So is there actually a reason for us being here.”
My mind starts to wobble as I talk and it makes me lose my balance a little. I end up sat on the double bed but I manage to make it look like I meant to do it. No that Drakz would have noticed. He is in another place to where I am. Although he seems to be enjoying it. He takes a note from his wallet and snorts up one of the lines before passing me the note to do the same. I take the whole line back and then stand up. Drakz now noticing the tape has finished rewinding reaches into the bag he has around his neck. I didn't even notice he had a bag with him. He takes a video camera out of the bag and plugs it into the back of the video player. He's having some trouble with his motory skills and he keeps nearly pushing the TV off of the table it sits on. What a clown. He now flicks on the television and on the screen is the wall that the camera is facing. He turns it to face himself on top of the TV and then turns to me with a look as though he had forgotten i was even here with him.
Drakz - “Right. Erm. OK. OK. We.....are going to record a message for Trent.”
Kyzer - “Why only Trent?”
Drakz - “Everyone knows those two will be sharing this hotel room anyway so they will both probably see it. Fags.”
I can't help but laugh at how blunt Drakz is. He now presses record on the video camera and sits on the foot of the bed facing the camera. What the f*ck is he doing?
Drakz - “Hello boys! Fancy seeing you here. What a pleasant surprise. I hope you don't mind about the state of your room. I lost my erm.......something and it took a lot of finding. So sorry.”
HAHA What is this boy on about? The room is in almost the same state as when we came in.
Drakz - “Me and Michael have gotten to talking and have made a decision concerning you two. After Superbrawl both of your contacts will be terminated. HA. Win or lose you're both getting the f*ck out of our fed come next week. And I know you will both try and laugh at me and say that you were already leaving but I don't wanna risk either of you trying to come back in a month or two like you did this time. This rebellion bull of yours is beyond funny. You've certainly made an impact, on each other that is. At least now you both have each other. Bah I am above gay jokes. Both of you know you f*cking suck, so why try and prove any different? Me and Michael are the sh*t. We are the be all and end all of everything.”
Drakz stops and I know why because I'm feeling it too. That line has just hit his nervous system and made him grin. HAHA. This video is gonna scare Trent for sure but for all the wrong reasons.
Drakz - “Woah. Christ.”
Drakz closes his eyes and shakes his head abruptly. He then blinks a couple of times and tries to focus again.
Drakz - “You know what? Cause I don't. HA!”
I can't help but burst into a fit of laughter and I need to lean against the wall for support. I love how Drakz can chat utter codsh*t for hours when he is up. He's like no one I've ever seen. His whole imagination just tries to get out in one go and it usually doesn't work.
Drakz - “I'm trying my hardest to think back and make up some crap about our history but I am really struggling here. Have I even ever faced you in a match? I know I've faced Josh before. Three times now and I've lost twice. Great track record from yours truly. It doesn't really matter though. What matters is now. The present. The Kyzer and Drakz era. The era of.......I dunno, something really good.”
Kyzer - “HA That should be our new catchphrase. The era of something really good. HAHA You idiot.”
Drakz smiles simply because he knows he is an idiot.
Drakz - “I don't understand why you two seem to be so against me and Michael though. We book you in matches, we pay your wages and if it weren't for us you two wouldn't be main eventing at Superbrawl IV! I gave you this chance. This “final stand.” To fight for good and destroy the evil forces that plague WFWF HA! Just strap some on and admit that you owe everything to your current bosses. Have the sense to admit when you're in the wrong. Swallow your pride and all that sh*t.”
Drakz opens his eyes wide and rubs his face to try and gather his head. I'm guessing his head is as spaced out as mine. He suddenly jumps back to talking again though.
Drakz - “Oh yeah! What do you think to the match stip? Ey? It's a doozie aint it? And you thought I was going to let you have your pedo's play pen or what ever the hell it was called. Do you even know what or match is going to involve. I'll explain very quickly for ya. Buckets of glue. Buckets of broken glass. You can use the sh*t however you want. Win of course is via pin fall or submission. Simple really. Triple threat though. It makes me wonder are you boys going to stick together to help beat me senseless? Or will greed get the better of you? I 'm looking forward to seeing “The Man of the Hour” cutting open his former co-owner with shards of glass. Nice, quality, family entertainment. Although I did notice you two seem to be having a lovers tiff. Josh seems pretty p*ssed about the fact that once upon a time Trent, you took a crap all over his chances in the new breed tournament. I don't even remember that tournament. I think it was for jobbers or some crap.”
Kyzer - “I was in that tournament.”
Drakz - “Yeah but didn't you walk out?”
Kyzer - “Very true. What a sh*t excuse for a tournament that was. Let's crown some fool with a name so that he can become delusional and believe he has actually achieved something in the federation. Well at least they picked the right fool to wear the crown.”
Drakz - “HAHA oh so true. Everything seems to get handed to you on a plate Trent. The tournament, the ownership, the main event slot, your retirement. I'm so glad me and Michael are here to help you on your way.”
I'm starting to sweat, but I doubt it has anything to do with the temperature in here. I can't be f*cked hanging about in here much longer. I wish Drakz would hurry his ass up.
Drakz - “Did you happen to see my match with Yukio by the way? HAHAHAHA what a b*tch. However the ass kicking he got isn't what I want to draw your attention to. Actually no sod it, let's talk about Yukio getting his face smashed in. Chair shots f*cking rule! If you want to f*ck some one up proper hit them in the head with a steel chair.”
Kyzer - “Hurry the f*ck up I wanna get out of this place.”
Drakz looks at me and I'm guessing he agrees by the nod he gives me.
Drakz - “Alright yeah, that's enough bull for tonight. Trenty boy make sure your lady friend gets to see this as well seeing as your both gonna be trying to rim my ass on Sunday. Share the wealth and all that.”
He now waves, smiling like a prick, at the camera before stopping the recording.
Drakz - “Right let's f*ck this place up.”
He then takes the video tape out of the VCR before putting his boot through the screen of the TV. Nice one I've been gagging for some real fun. I pick up the bed side table and hurl it at the wall where it splits in half and falls to the ground. I then lift the TV up and go to throw it through the window but Drakz stops me.
Drakz - “Are we rock star fags?”
He has a point. F*ck it. We take a hold of the wardrobe and tilt it forwards before sliding it to the window. We then give it a big f*cking push and, there it goes. Smash, bang, f*ck. Right onto the bonnet of some poor b*ggers car. We then flip the bed over and walk out of the hotel room door. Why the hell didn't we come in this way? This coke is making me angry now so I boot Drakz hard up the arse. He turns around and slaps me before running off down the hallway.
Kyzer - “You c*ck sucking little b*stard! I'm gonna f*ck you up!”
Yes this coke is making me very angry
“Now then mate, me and Michael have gone out. Sorry for not letting you know sooner but it's kinda spur of the moment business. See you at Superbrawl.”
What a tosser. I can't believe I drove all this way just to find out he isn't here. Hmmmm he actually got me angry. That doesn't happen very often. Bah I'm going home.
Why the f*ck am I doing this? Drakz is such an idiot. My left hand reaches up to grab another rung of trellising but Drakz's foot slips and he stands on my fingers.
Kyzer (whispered) - “Ouch you f*ck!”
He turns his head and looks down toward me with that same d*ck head smile as usual.
Drakz (whispered) - “Sorry man”
I shake my head and we both carry on climbing. It would be pitch black but the lights from the windows to our sides sheds a little light around the curtains. I'm sure this wooden frame isn't strong enough to hold us though. Ooop sh*t. Well there goes part of it under my foot.
Kyzer (whispered) - “Hurry up this thing isn't very sturdy.”
Drakz starts to speed up and doesn't seem to be too bothered about the noise factor any more. F*ck it neither do I. We both climb at the speed our bodies want us to be moving. I love the way blow makes you not give a f*ck about the fact that if this thing actually broke we'd both fall to our deaths. Drakz now reaches over to the window next to him. His fingers out-stretched and his leg going with it. He gets his toes on the sill and then drags the rest of his sorry ass with it. HA He looks such an idiot balanced like that.
Drakz (to the window) - “Come on your b*gger”
The window eventually grinds upward and Drakz slinks inside. Right. Now I've got to look like a fool and get onto that window sill. F*ck it I'm gonna jump. I better get hold of that window frame or I'm f*cked! I jump...........and I make it. I look through the window for a few seconds before going in myself. What on earth is Drakz doing? I slide through the gap and take a deep breath. That jump made me rush. Drakz is searching through the cupboard under the TV for something. I wish he'd tell me why he's dragged me here. He's got a video tape in his hand now which he slams into the VCR......the wrong way up.
Kyzer - “HAHA You dumb ass. It's not going in because it's upside down.”
He moves his head back and opens his eyes wide as he stares at the video. It takes him a while but he eventually realises what I've said and flips the tape before pushing it inside the tape player. The machine makes a number of clicking noises and then hums and Drakz sets it to rewind. He stands up and looks right at me with that smile back on his face.
Drakz - “Want another line?”
Does he expect me to say no?
Kyzer - “Rack em up”
He walks over to the bed side table of the room and drags it in one quick motion over to the TV. The lamp falls off it and smashes and one of the drawers falls out spilling its contents all over the floor. Drakz either hasn't noticed or more likely doesn't give a damn. He kneels down and pours out a heap of coke onto the table top and then with his credit card he begins to crush it all up.
Kyzer - “So where even are we?”
Drakz stops and looks up at me
Drakz - “Didn't I tell you?”
Kyzer - “Nope”
Drakz - “Oh sh*t sorry bout that man. We're in Trent's hotel room.”
HA I should have known he'd pull some dumb sh*t like this. He starts to rack up the coke into lines with his card and I start to question why I am here.
Kyzer - “So is there actually a reason for us being here.”
My mind starts to wobble as I talk and it makes me lose my balance a little. I end up sat on the double bed but I manage to make it look like I meant to do it. No that Drakz would have noticed. He is in another place to where I am. Although he seems to be enjoying it. He takes a note from his wallet and snorts up one of the lines before passing me the note to do the same. I take the whole line back and then stand up. Drakz now noticing the tape has finished rewinding reaches into the bag he has around his neck. I didn't even notice he had a bag with him. He takes a video camera out of the bag and plugs it into the back of the video player. He's having some trouble with his motory skills and he keeps nearly pushing the TV off of the table it sits on. What a clown. He now flicks on the television and on the screen is the wall that the camera is facing. He turns it to face himself on top of the TV and then turns to me with a look as though he had forgotten i was even here with him.
Drakz - “Right. Erm. OK. OK. We.....are going to record a message for Trent.”
Kyzer - “Why only Trent?”
Drakz - “Everyone knows those two will be sharing this hotel room anyway so they will both probably see it. Fags.”
I can't help but laugh at how blunt Drakz is. He now presses record on the video camera and sits on the foot of the bed facing the camera. What the f*ck is he doing?
Drakz - “Hello boys! Fancy seeing you here. What a pleasant surprise. I hope you don't mind about the state of your room. I lost my erm.......something and it took a lot of finding. So sorry.”
HAHA What is this boy on about? The room is in almost the same state as when we came in.
Drakz - “Me and Michael have gotten to talking and have made a decision concerning you two. After Superbrawl both of your contacts will be terminated. HA. Win or lose you're both getting the f*ck out of our fed come next week. And I know you will both try and laugh at me and say that you were already leaving but I don't wanna risk either of you trying to come back in a month or two like you did this time. This rebellion bull of yours is beyond funny. You've certainly made an impact, on each other that is. At least now you both have each other. Bah I am above gay jokes. Both of you know you f*cking suck, so why try and prove any different? Me and Michael are the sh*t. We are the be all and end all of everything.”
Drakz stops and I know why because I'm feeling it too. That line has just hit his nervous system and made him grin. HAHA. This video is gonna scare Trent for sure but for all the wrong reasons.
Drakz - “Woah. Christ.”
Drakz closes his eyes and shakes his head abruptly. He then blinks a couple of times and tries to focus again.
Drakz - “You know what? Cause I don't. HA!”
I can't help but burst into a fit of laughter and I need to lean against the wall for support. I love how Drakz can chat utter codsh*t for hours when he is up. He's like no one I've ever seen. His whole imagination just tries to get out in one go and it usually doesn't work.
Drakz - “I'm trying my hardest to think back and make up some crap about our history but I am really struggling here. Have I even ever faced you in a match? I know I've faced Josh before. Three times now and I've lost twice. Great track record from yours truly. It doesn't really matter though. What matters is now. The present. The Kyzer and Drakz era. The era of.......I dunno, something really good.”
Kyzer - “HA That should be our new catchphrase. The era of something really good. HAHA You idiot.”
Drakz smiles simply because he knows he is an idiot.
Drakz - “I don't understand why you two seem to be so against me and Michael though. We book you in matches, we pay your wages and if it weren't for us you two wouldn't be main eventing at Superbrawl IV! I gave you this chance. This “final stand.” To fight for good and destroy the evil forces that plague WFWF HA! Just strap some on and admit that you owe everything to your current bosses. Have the sense to admit when you're in the wrong. Swallow your pride and all that sh*t.”
Drakz opens his eyes wide and rubs his face to try and gather his head. I'm guessing his head is as spaced out as mine. He suddenly jumps back to talking again though.
Drakz - “Oh yeah! What do you think to the match stip? Ey? It's a doozie aint it? And you thought I was going to let you have your pedo's play pen or what ever the hell it was called. Do you even know what or match is going to involve. I'll explain very quickly for ya. Buckets of glue. Buckets of broken glass. You can use the sh*t however you want. Win of course is via pin fall or submission. Simple really. Triple threat though. It makes me wonder are you boys going to stick together to help beat me senseless? Or will greed get the better of you? I 'm looking forward to seeing “The Man of the Hour” cutting open his former co-owner with shards of glass. Nice, quality, family entertainment. Although I did notice you two seem to be having a lovers tiff. Josh seems pretty p*ssed about the fact that once upon a time Trent, you took a crap all over his chances in the new breed tournament. I don't even remember that tournament. I think it was for jobbers or some crap.”
Kyzer - “I was in that tournament.”
Drakz - “Yeah but didn't you walk out?”
Kyzer - “Very true. What a sh*t excuse for a tournament that was. Let's crown some fool with a name so that he can become delusional and believe he has actually achieved something in the federation. Well at least they picked the right fool to wear the crown.”
Drakz - “HAHA oh so true. Everything seems to get handed to you on a plate Trent. The tournament, the ownership, the main event slot, your retirement. I'm so glad me and Michael are here to help you on your way.”
I'm starting to sweat, but I doubt it has anything to do with the temperature in here. I can't be f*cked hanging about in here much longer. I wish Drakz would hurry his ass up.
Drakz - “Did you happen to see my match with Yukio by the way? HAHAHAHA what a b*tch. However the ass kicking he got isn't what I want to draw your attention to. Actually no sod it, let's talk about Yukio getting his face smashed in. Chair shots f*cking rule! If you want to f*ck some one up proper hit them in the head with a steel chair.”
Kyzer - “Hurry the f*ck up I wanna get out of this place.”
Drakz looks at me and I'm guessing he agrees by the nod he gives me.
Drakz - “Alright yeah, that's enough bull for tonight. Trenty boy make sure your lady friend gets to see this as well seeing as your both gonna be trying to rim my ass on Sunday. Share the wealth and all that.”
He now waves, smiling like a prick, at the camera before stopping the recording.
Drakz - “Right let's f*ck this place up.”
He then takes the video tape out of the VCR before putting his boot through the screen of the TV. Nice one I've been gagging for some real fun. I pick up the bed side table and hurl it at the wall where it splits in half and falls to the ground. I then lift the TV up and go to throw it through the window but Drakz stops me.
Drakz - “Are we rock star fags?”
He has a point. F*ck it. We take a hold of the wardrobe and tilt it forwards before sliding it to the window. We then give it a big f*cking push and, there it goes. Smash, bang, f*ck. Right onto the bonnet of some poor b*ggers car. We then flip the bed over and walk out of the hotel room door. Why the hell didn't we come in this way? This coke is making me angry now so I boot Drakz hard up the arse. He turns around and slaps me before running off down the hallway.
Kyzer - “You c*ck sucking little b*stard! I'm gonna f*ck you up!”
Yes this coke is making me very angry
. This was actually and I think you might have a chance at winning. Good luck Drakz
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... It's Hilarious. I think you write kyzer well too. Good Luck at superbrawl, i haven't read Josh's rp yet.. and I liked the gay joke about him and trent 