Post by Tommy Musashi on Feb 20, 2008 17:37:40 GMT -5
The double doors that enter the gym swing open. The bright sun shines through, blocking the cameras vision of who is actually comeing through the door way.
"How are you even thinking about returning yet if you can still barely run!?"
"Listen.. Listen! The people have been waiting for me to return ever since I actually got out of that damn wheelchair! Ok!? THEY want me back!"
"But, you are a GM now. There is no need to wrestle!"
The doors finally shut as the two figures show up as Hyper Elf and his wife. Hyper was in his work out gear. Green shorts, a white T-shirt. In his left hand, he held his wrestling bag. In the right, he held a very old boombox.
"No need to wrestle? Look.. I know you are worried about me being injured again, and I should be happy that my leg is back to normal! But.. if I don't go to that ring atleast one more time.. I will regret it for the rest of my life. Honey, I will retire soon. I promise, but not now. Not now."
You can tell his wife still seems a bit upset as he gently kisses her tender lips. He backs up with a smile on his face, but she did't seem happy still. Still a frown on her face.
"Oh come on. Don't worry about me." Hyper says with a grin. She smacks him a cross the face, hard. A red mark left on his cheek as she leaves, opening the front doors. She turns back one last time to say a few last words,"You better be finished soon!"
Hyper Elf smiles back at her,"Don't worry baby." She shakes her head slightly closing the doors behind her. A sudden quietness of the gym surrounded him as he paced his way to a bench. It was a friday night, most of the crew are usually out partying or spending time with friends and family. Hyper Elf takes a deep sigh as he rests the ol' boombox on the bench, pressing the power button.
"Its been awhile since I've used you. Man, everytime I turn this on.. It brings back great memories. where has my life gone? It seems like the past 15 years of my life just shot by." He chuckles as he turns it on. Hooligan's Holiday by Motley Crue blasts over the speakers. He begins his stretching routine, and then barrels away on the box jumps. His leg stumbling once in awhile from lack of strength.
tbc anybody
"How are you even thinking about returning yet if you can still barely run!?"
"Listen.. Listen! The people have been waiting for me to return ever since I actually got out of that damn wheelchair! Ok!? THEY want me back!"
"But, you are a GM now. There is no need to wrestle!"
The doors finally shut as the two figures show up as Hyper Elf and his wife. Hyper was in his work out gear. Green shorts, a white T-shirt. In his left hand, he held his wrestling bag. In the right, he held a very old boombox.
"No need to wrestle? Look.. I know you are worried about me being injured again, and I should be happy that my leg is back to normal! But.. if I don't go to that ring atleast one more time.. I will regret it for the rest of my life. Honey, I will retire soon. I promise, but not now. Not now."
You can tell his wife still seems a bit upset as he gently kisses her tender lips. He backs up with a smile on his face, but she did't seem happy still. Still a frown on her face.
"Oh come on. Don't worry about me." Hyper says with a grin. She smacks him a cross the face, hard. A red mark left on his cheek as she leaves, opening the front doors. She turns back one last time to say a few last words,"You better be finished soon!"
Hyper Elf smiles back at her,"Don't worry baby." She shakes her head slightly closing the doors behind her. A sudden quietness of the gym surrounded him as he paced his way to a bench. It was a friday night, most of the crew are usually out partying or spending time with friends and family. Hyper Elf takes a deep sigh as he rests the ol' boombox on the bench, pressing the power button.
"Its been awhile since I've used you. Man, everytime I turn this on.. It brings back great memories. where has my life gone? It seems like the past 15 years of my life just shot by." He chuckles as he turns it on. Hooligan's Holiday by Motley Crue blasts over the speakers. He begins his stretching routine, and then barrels away on the box jumps. His leg stumbling once in awhile from lack of strength.
tbc anybody