Post by Hayabusa on Aug 18, 2010 21:44:43 GMT -5
The bar is crowded on this one particular Wednesday as the patrons and Fighty fighty persons are seen mingling and having a good time. The door opens and the people pay no attention at first to the short man who enters the bar. The man excuses himself between people as he makes his way towards the counter. The sound of a GHW wrestling match is playing on the many T.V.s with the exception of some that are playing sports broadcasts.
The man makes it up to the bar and pulls a stool out and sits down waiting for the bartender to get to him. The bartender comes over and looks at the man who's blue died hair is tied back into a ponytail, his leather jacket is beat up and old and ripped in several places. The bartender nods and asks the man what he wants to drink. The man says in a low whisper scotch on the rocks. The bartender nods as he turns to go make it for the guy who now looks up at the closest TV to watch a match between Greenspark and Darth that Guy. The man waiting for the drink mumbles amateurs as he looks around the bar scanning the patrons and Fighty fighty persons who are here while waiting for his drink.
One of the patrons an older man makes his way over towards the man with the blue hair tied into a ponytail he comes next to the guy looks over at him and nods as he flags one of the female bartenders to get him a rum and coke. The man turns to speak while waiting.
Old Man:I know you...as sure as I know that Monday is the beginning of the week. Your non other then the Batmanite himself Ryan Hughes!
The man with the blue hair looks over at the guy and gets this shocked look on his face that this old man things he is Ryan Hughes. The man shakes his head and the old man speaks again.
Old Man:Wait...Wait...I know who you are now...Sorry I had you confused with someone else. You are the one and only Dominic Santiago...I must say I expected you to be bigger and with a mask on.
Again the man with the blue hair tied into a ponytail shakes his head and looks up watching the screen as Darth that Guy ends up getting the win with his finisher. The fans in the bar begin to cheer as DTG's hand is raised in victory. The bartender comes back with the mans scotch on the rocks and places it in front of him. The man with the blue hair tied in a ponytail pays for the drink and nods to the bartender who smiles as he see's the generous tip included and goes off to serve the next patron. The old man is seen rubbing his chin as he looks up at the ceiling he again turns and speaks.
Old Man:By golly! I don't know why I didn't see this before...But Now I know what your name is and where I know you from. You had a long winning streak one that stands till this day as no one is even close to it. You left GHW and went to EVPW that you formed as competition you came back to GHW here not to long ago with a new mission and a terror streak. Why your none other then Vladimir T Strife. The king of the Deathmatch. That's right I knew I would get it right.
Man:Um old man I don't know who you are or why you called me three different names that were not right. I think you might have had too much to drink sir. I am neither of the three but I know all three of them one really really well. So old man I will thank you for the brightening of my night as it just goes to show that a person can be forgotten even when he was a legend.
The man downs his drink and gets off the stool and turns walk out the door. The old man chases him down and rushes pass him to the door standing in the way. The man holds his hand out as if motioning to stop before he speaks once again.
Old Man:You know Mr. I was just kidding about not knowing who you were. I also know that people in this bar know who you are as well. In fact I would like the bars attention so that I could propose a toast to the greatest Fighty fighty person to ever step foot into a wrestling ring.
The whole bar turns there attention to the old man standing at the door the bar looks at the man with blue hair tied back in a ponytail and a cheer raises up throughout the bar as the old man and the bar scream in unison.
Metal Dragon! Metal Dragon! Metal Dragon!
The man shakes his head as he pushes the old man aside and walks out the bar into the cold night as he gets on his Hayabusa and revs up the engine as he places his helmet on. A little boy is seen running down the street and he stops in front of the bar where the man is preparing to take off. The kid waves his hand getting the mans attention. The man takes the helmet off and turns the engine off on the bike and smiles as he asks the kid what he wants.
Kid:Sir...Sir...Can I get your autograph? You are the greatest Fighty fighty person known and I have posters of you hanging up all over my wall. I know your retired and all but I hope that you decide to come back and wrestle again. I think you still have it in you to wrestle a few more years. If you could Hawkeye make the autograph say from the Legend Hawkeye to Billy Jo your number one fan.
Hawkeye almost gets a tear in his eye after hearing the kid who is no older then 9 or 10 call him by name. Hawkeye smiles for the kid as he steps off the bike, signs the autograph for Billy Jo and then pulls out a old Polaroid Camera and takes a pic of him and Billy Jo next to each other. Hawkeye then signs that to his biggest fan hands it to the kid and gets back on the bike putting the helmet on as he fires up the engine. The kid is ecstatic as he holds the autographed picture and runs back down the street to where his parents were screaming and hollering bout how he got his picture taken and an autograph with Hawkeye. Hawkeye shakes his head and laughs to himself as he slowly takes off down the road driving off into the distance heading back to the hotel that he has booked for the night.
EOT
The man makes it up to the bar and pulls a stool out and sits down waiting for the bartender to get to him. The bartender comes over and looks at the man who's blue died hair is tied back into a ponytail, his leather jacket is beat up and old and ripped in several places. The bartender nods and asks the man what he wants to drink. The man says in a low whisper scotch on the rocks. The bartender nods as he turns to go make it for the guy who now looks up at the closest TV to watch a match between Greenspark and Darth that Guy. The man waiting for the drink mumbles amateurs as he looks around the bar scanning the patrons and Fighty fighty persons who are here while waiting for his drink.
One of the patrons an older man makes his way over towards the man with the blue hair tied into a ponytail he comes next to the guy looks over at him and nods as he flags one of the female bartenders to get him a rum and coke. The man turns to speak while waiting.
Old Man:I know you...as sure as I know that Monday is the beginning of the week. Your non other then the Batmanite himself Ryan Hughes!
The man with the blue hair looks over at the guy and gets this shocked look on his face that this old man things he is Ryan Hughes. The man shakes his head and the old man speaks again.
Old Man:Wait...Wait...I know who you are now...Sorry I had you confused with someone else. You are the one and only Dominic Santiago...I must say I expected you to be bigger and with a mask on.
Again the man with the blue hair tied into a ponytail shakes his head and looks up watching the screen as Darth that Guy ends up getting the win with his finisher. The fans in the bar begin to cheer as DTG's hand is raised in victory. The bartender comes back with the mans scotch on the rocks and places it in front of him. The man with the blue hair tied in a ponytail pays for the drink and nods to the bartender who smiles as he see's the generous tip included and goes off to serve the next patron. The old man is seen rubbing his chin as he looks up at the ceiling he again turns and speaks.
Old Man:By golly! I don't know why I didn't see this before...But Now I know what your name is and where I know you from. You had a long winning streak one that stands till this day as no one is even close to it. You left GHW and went to EVPW that you formed as competition you came back to GHW here not to long ago with a new mission and a terror streak. Why your none other then Vladimir T Strife. The king of the Deathmatch. That's right I knew I would get it right.
Man:Um old man I don't know who you are or why you called me three different names that were not right. I think you might have had too much to drink sir. I am neither of the three but I know all three of them one really really well. So old man I will thank you for the brightening of my night as it just goes to show that a person can be forgotten even when he was a legend.
The man downs his drink and gets off the stool and turns walk out the door. The old man chases him down and rushes pass him to the door standing in the way. The man holds his hand out as if motioning to stop before he speaks once again.
Old Man:You know Mr. I was just kidding about not knowing who you were. I also know that people in this bar know who you are as well. In fact I would like the bars attention so that I could propose a toast to the greatest Fighty fighty person to ever step foot into a wrestling ring.
The whole bar turns there attention to the old man standing at the door the bar looks at the man with blue hair tied back in a ponytail and a cheer raises up throughout the bar as the old man and the bar scream in unison.
Metal Dragon! Metal Dragon! Metal Dragon!
The man shakes his head as he pushes the old man aside and walks out the bar into the cold night as he gets on his Hayabusa and revs up the engine as he places his helmet on. A little boy is seen running down the street and he stops in front of the bar where the man is preparing to take off. The kid waves his hand getting the mans attention. The man takes the helmet off and turns the engine off on the bike and smiles as he asks the kid what he wants.
Kid:Sir...Sir...Can I get your autograph? You are the greatest Fighty fighty person known and I have posters of you hanging up all over my wall. I know your retired and all but I hope that you decide to come back and wrestle again. I think you still have it in you to wrestle a few more years. If you could Hawkeye make the autograph say from the Legend Hawkeye to Billy Jo your number one fan.
Hawkeye almost gets a tear in his eye after hearing the kid who is no older then 9 or 10 call him by name. Hawkeye smiles for the kid as he steps off the bike, signs the autograph for Billy Jo and then pulls out a old Polaroid Camera and takes a pic of him and Billy Jo next to each other. Hawkeye then signs that to his biggest fan hands it to the kid and gets back on the bike putting the helmet on as he fires up the engine. The kid is ecstatic as he holds the autographed picture and runs back down the street to where his parents were screaming and hollering bout how he got his picture taken and an autograph with Hawkeye. Hawkeye shakes his head and laughs to himself as he slowly takes off down the road driving off into the distance heading back to the hotel that he has booked for the night.
EOT
