Post by Troy & B&-y Meadows on Jan 31, 2012 19:42:44 GMT -5
The GHW arena was empty save the few tech staff planning on what and where to set up the equipment for the upcoming Triumph taping. They usually did the same thing every week but there was always talk of how it could be done better. Several of the workers were in the gym training while others were off doing their own thing. Their peaceful calm work out brought them all to their own place where they could get in touch with themselves before their upcoming matches. The storm coming had no foreshadowing given no warning as suddenly everyone in the gym area was instantly thrown into the middle of the hurricane.
Troy booted the door to the gym in hard forcing one of the hinges to buckle and fall freely to the floor due to the force of the impact. The door creaked as its newly weakened support system barely held up its mass. Many turned quickly to see the expression of pure rage as Meadows stomped into the gym on a mission. He looked from side to side as if looking for his target. From face to face his eyes moved making sure he did not overlook what he was truly there for. The words called to him asking what was going on weren't heard and he did not even care who spoke them as they were not who he was after. He simply tuned them out as he toured the gym to check every possible hiding place. He moved back to the middle of the room as he tired of the cat and mouse game.
EOT - Comments welcome critiques are always welcome, pictures of a midget ridding a tricycle are epicness on a stick though.
NUFF SAID!
Troy booted the door to the gym in hard forcing one of the hinges to buckle and fall freely to the floor due to the force of the impact. The door creaked as its newly weakened support system barely held up its mass. Many turned quickly to see the expression of pure rage as Meadows stomped into the gym on a mission. He looked from side to side as if looking for his target. From face to face his eyes moved making sure he did not overlook what he was truly there for. The words called to him asking what was going on weren't heard and he did not even care who spoke them as they were not who he was after. He simply tuned them out as he toured the gym to check every possible hiding place. He moved back to the middle of the room as he tired of the cat and mouse game.
"DUSTIN!"
He yelled out in a thunderous voice which echoed off the walls.
"You ran to Grimey about our beef and got him to schedule a match? What is this grade school? Do we have to wait til recess to play in the yard? Im right here you little sissy. Come on, why wait? Lets do this NOW!"
Stands of spit shooting from his lips at the word "Now" bellowed from his lips as if projected from a megaphone. Many of the personal trainers in the gym getting scared at how Troy was walking around and demanding for Dustin to show his face. Meadows turned slowly as he continued to wait.
"I guess your just too much of a chicken to take care of this without some rules to save you? I told you if you wanted some I wanted a piece of you with no rules, no holds barred, but no you made sure that you could get DQed if you felt things were getting to serious. Your a sorry excuse for a human. I don't see how you ever won any titles here with how small your balls are son."
Troy sighed knowing if Dustin was there he was not going to show his face anytime soon.
"Fine see you on Tuesday, and you better show up or I will find your punk ass."
He yelled out in a thunderous voice which echoed off the walls.
"You ran to Grimey about our beef and got him to schedule a match? What is this grade school? Do we have to wait til recess to play in the yard? Im right here you little sissy. Come on, why wait? Lets do this NOW!"
Stands of spit shooting from his lips at the word "Now" bellowed from his lips as if projected from a megaphone. Many of the personal trainers in the gym getting scared at how Troy was walking around and demanding for Dustin to show his face. Meadows turned slowly as he continued to wait.
"I guess your just too much of a chicken to take care of this without some rules to save you? I told you if you wanted some I wanted a piece of you with no rules, no holds barred, but no you made sure that you could get DQed if you felt things were getting to serious. Your a sorry excuse for a human. I don't see how you ever won any titles here with how small your balls are son."
Troy sighed knowing if Dustin was there he was not going to show his face anytime soon.
"Fine see you on Tuesday, and you better show up or I will find your punk ass."
EOT - Comments welcome critiques are always welcome, pictures of a midget ridding a tricycle are epicness on a stick though.
NUFF SAID!