Post by Calvin on Nov 28, 2006 2:32:27 GMT -5
<CRACK!!! The thunder rages on and on, and the lighting strikes light up the sky as each second passes by. Wind is whirling around and around, taking out trees in all directions. The fiery storm gets more fierce as each second goes by. Windows are broken from debris, and cars are flipped over, and blown threw walls. The big, black puffy cumulous clouds move through out the sky, as this severe thunderstorm rages on. In the distance, the family of a father, mother and 3 kids are running through the damaged field towards a small shed, the storm shelter. They almost get there, and a car smashes onto it, breaking the shed into a million pieces. Just then all the members of the family screams when…>
EBR: BORING!
Calvin Lee: What the hell are you talking about? Look at the drama!
EBR: In all serious Calvin, the drama in the wfwf right now probably tops anything on TV. And that includes Jerry Springer.
Calvin Lee: You watch Jerry Springer?
EBR: Who doesn’t?
Calvin Lee: Ummm, everyone…
EBR: Whatever, my point is. The owners got fired, and Al bailed, and now it’s just us with these two new owners. The Anointed is dead.
Calvin Lee: It pisses me off so much. I swear, every time I get a roll going, we lose owners, and we have to start over. I swear, it’s so annoying. It ruins everything.
EBR: Well, at least it’s not like, too bad. It could be worse.
Calvin Lee: How so?
EBR: They could have given us pay cuts.
Calvin Lee: I guess that’s true.
EBR: Yeah, it could be like that.
Calvin Lee: Ummm, EBR, speaking of money. What happened with our bet?
EBR: What bet?
Calvin Lee: The one on your match? I never saw and money from it.
EBR: Oh….that one..
Calvin Lee: Where’s my damn money?
EBR: Ummm, yeah. About that. I kind of needed gas money.
Calvin Lee: Hah! Well, I do expect to receive my half of the money you know.
EBR: Don’t worry, you’ll get it. Why are you worrying about that anyways? Don’t you have some 6 man tag team match to deal with?
Calvin Lee: Yeah..against these no names. The only guy worth fighting in this match is Wayne McGurk. These other ones, I just don’t know why they are here. I mean, Kurt Burton. Dude, he thought you were the dumb one who stole the mail box.
EBR: Hahaha, yeah, you were.
Calvin Lee: Yeah! Wait…
<Silence arises…..just for a few moments. Calvin Lee continues.>
Calvin Lee: As I was saying, what’s he going to do? Try to beat me up for laughing at his stupidity. At least I got the right mail box dumbass! I don’t even know who this other guy is. I never even knew he was on the roster. Skyler Stryker? Like, who? A rookie? Hah! He’ll probably waste his time in the match just staring at Ice Queen, I mean, he’s probably just looking for some more action with her. I bet he went straight to the bathroom after his lose to Ice Queen last week.
EBR: Hahaha, he’d never get her.
Calvin Lee: Actually, you are probably right. I mean, after that night with Obo I’m sure he knows what he wants.
EBR: Nice!
<The two of them high five each other. Then EBR kind of shrugs.>
EBR: That was rather lame actually.
Calvin Lee: With the high five and all. Oh wow, we’re cool!
EBR: Atleast you have Ice Queen on your team. At least she can distract the other team.
Calvin Lee: Yeah, at least she’s good for something. But that’s probably it. Why am I teamed up in this match? This is a step down. What the hell? I have this really bad team. Hell, they are so bad I could do this match by myself and I’d still pull off the victory. What is the wfwf coming to?
EBR: Well, it is Rev and CBT running it.
Calvin Lee: Omg, it’s worse then with Drakz and Kyzer.
EBR: Yeah! At least they gave out drugs!
Calvin Lee: These two are just like, I don’t know. You take Calvin Lee, and put him in a match with rookies? Big mistake. You remind me of Flaps! I hate when I am underrated. I do not deserve to be against these no name superstars.
EBR: Calvin, you don’t realize the opportunity you have here don’t you?
Calvin Lee: What do you mean?
EBR: More money! I’m gonna make a bet that Ice Queen pins Wayne McGurk, and you make it happen.
Calvin Lee: Hahaha, that would be humiliating wouldn’t it? Plus more money. Ok, sounds like a plan. Lets say, 500 dollars this time?
EBR: If you are so sure you can get her to pin Wayne, I’ll up it up to a grand.
Calvin Lee: Damn, ok. It’s done! You place the bet, and I’ll make sure it happens.
EBR: Wait…I swear we are forgetting something.
Calvin Lee: Nope, I can’t think of a thing.
EBR: Oh well, it can’t be that important.
<They stop to think for a second, when out of the blue.>
Miguel Sanchez: Hi guys!
EBR: Oh…..hi.
Miguel Sanchez: What’s up?
Calvin Lee: Oh nothing, just trying to see if we forgot something with our little chat.
Miguel Sanchez: I think you did. *wink*
EBR: ….uhhhhh, okay.
Calvin Lee: Nope, I don’t think so.
EBR: Ok, then, I’ll just chill with you later. If you come to think of what it was we forgot to mention, give me a shout.
Calvin Lee: Alrighty. See you at the arena.
<The two get up from their chairs, and shake hands, and slowly turn to walk away in opposite, directions. Miguel stands there, speechless. I small tear starts to run down his chin. Fade out.>
EBR: BORING!
Calvin Lee: What the hell are you talking about? Look at the drama!
EBR: In all serious Calvin, the drama in the wfwf right now probably tops anything on TV. And that includes Jerry Springer.
Calvin Lee: You watch Jerry Springer?
EBR: Who doesn’t?
Calvin Lee: Ummm, everyone…
EBR: Whatever, my point is. The owners got fired, and Al bailed, and now it’s just us with these two new owners. The Anointed is dead.
Calvin Lee: It pisses me off so much. I swear, every time I get a roll going, we lose owners, and we have to start over. I swear, it’s so annoying. It ruins everything.
EBR: Well, at least it’s not like, too bad. It could be worse.
Calvin Lee: How so?
EBR: They could have given us pay cuts.
Calvin Lee: I guess that’s true.
EBR: Yeah, it could be like that.
Calvin Lee: Ummm, EBR, speaking of money. What happened with our bet?
EBR: What bet?
Calvin Lee: The one on your match? I never saw and money from it.
EBR: Oh….that one..
Calvin Lee: Where’s my damn money?
EBR: Ummm, yeah. About that. I kind of needed gas money.
Calvin Lee: Hah! Well, I do expect to receive my half of the money you know.
EBR: Don’t worry, you’ll get it. Why are you worrying about that anyways? Don’t you have some 6 man tag team match to deal with?
Calvin Lee: Yeah..against these no names. The only guy worth fighting in this match is Wayne McGurk. These other ones, I just don’t know why they are here. I mean, Kurt Burton. Dude, he thought you were the dumb one who stole the mail box.
EBR: Hahaha, yeah, you were.
Calvin Lee: Yeah! Wait…
<Silence arises…..just for a few moments. Calvin Lee continues.>
Calvin Lee: As I was saying, what’s he going to do? Try to beat me up for laughing at his stupidity. At least I got the right mail box dumbass! I don’t even know who this other guy is. I never even knew he was on the roster. Skyler Stryker? Like, who? A rookie? Hah! He’ll probably waste his time in the match just staring at Ice Queen, I mean, he’s probably just looking for some more action with her. I bet he went straight to the bathroom after his lose to Ice Queen last week.
EBR: Hahaha, he’d never get her.
Calvin Lee: Actually, you are probably right. I mean, after that night with Obo I’m sure he knows what he wants.
EBR: Nice!
<The two of them high five each other. Then EBR kind of shrugs.>
EBR: That was rather lame actually.
Calvin Lee: With the high five and all. Oh wow, we’re cool!
EBR: Atleast you have Ice Queen on your team. At least she can distract the other team.
Calvin Lee: Yeah, at least she’s good for something. But that’s probably it. Why am I teamed up in this match? This is a step down. What the hell? I have this really bad team. Hell, they are so bad I could do this match by myself and I’d still pull off the victory. What is the wfwf coming to?
EBR: Well, it is Rev and CBT running it.
Calvin Lee: Omg, it’s worse then with Drakz and Kyzer.
EBR: Yeah! At least they gave out drugs!
Calvin Lee: These two are just like, I don’t know. You take Calvin Lee, and put him in a match with rookies? Big mistake. You remind me of Flaps! I hate when I am underrated. I do not deserve to be against these no name superstars.
EBR: Calvin, you don’t realize the opportunity you have here don’t you?
Calvin Lee: What do you mean?
EBR: More money! I’m gonna make a bet that Ice Queen pins Wayne McGurk, and you make it happen.
Calvin Lee: Hahaha, that would be humiliating wouldn’t it? Plus more money. Ok, sounds like a plan. Lets say, 500 dollars this time?
EBR: If you are so sure you can get her to pin Wayne, I’ll up it up to a grand.
Calvin Lee: Damn, ok. It’s done! You place the bet, and I’ll make sure it happens.
EBR: Wait…I swear we are forgetting something.
Calvin Lee: Nope, I can’t think of a thing.
EBR: Oh well, it can’t be that important.
<They stop to think for a second, when out of the blue.>
Miguel Sanchez: Hi guys!
EBR: Oh…..hi.
Miguel Sanchez: What’s up?
Calvin Lee: Oh nothing, just trying to see if we forgot something with our little chat.
Miguel Sanchez: I think you did. *wink*
EBR: ….uhhhhh, okay.
Calvin Lee: Nope, I don’t think so.
EBR: Ok, then, I’ll just chill with you later. If you come to think of what it was we forgot to mention, give me a shout.
Calvin Lee: Alrighty. See you at the arena.
<The two get up from their chairs, and shake hands, and slowly turn to walk away in opposite, directions. Miguel stands there, speechless. I small tear starts to run down his chin. Fade out.>
