Post by Vladimir T. Strife on Feb 19, 2007 6:02:22 GMT -5
Vladimir walks into an airport with Rattlesnake, both looking around at the people in there and shaking their heads.
Vladimir:"Smells like sh*t in here.. And these hicks all wonder why we hate them... well, they wonder that and what the word 'dentist' means. Ha!"
Rattler smiles and lets out a small chuckle. The two of them start making their way through the place, Vladimir looking for their flight on the signs.
"There it i-"
"Hey, you're Vladimir Strife! I bet you get this a lot, man, but can I have your autograph!?" An avid GHW fan stands in front of Vladimir with a piece of paper, a marker and a look on his face like that of a child in a candy shop.
"Sure, what's your name?"
"Dave, it.. it's Dave."
Vladimir signs the paper and hands it back. "There ya go, kid."
The man reads it outloud, going downhill from joy to depression.
"To Dave, stop wasting... my.. f*cking time...... you in..bred f*ck....... sincerly, Vladimir Strife....."
The fan looks as though his heart had been crushed, his eyes swelling up as he tries not to cry. A quick sob escapes him.
Vladimir and Rattler continue on as usual. AS they are walking and see their terminal, a business man in a suit isn't paying attention and bumps shoulders with Vladimir.
"What the f*ck!? Watch where you are going, c0ck jocky!"
"I'm almost late for my flight, so you watch where you are going, @sswipe!"
Rattler sneaks behind the man and slides a switchblade into the man's pocket while he is arguing with Vladimir. Vladimir points behind the man and he turns to see Rattler. His eyes get wide and then he tries to act tough and smirks before going on with his business.
Vladimir and Rattler go over and wait in their line, taking a bit to get to the front of the line.
The guards stop them at the metal detector.
"You can't take that belt on the plane."
"This is my championship... I'm taking it on with me."
"No, you're not." The guard has a grin on his face.
"Yes... I am."
From a bit away, a security guard yells out his findings.
"He's got a knife!"
The guard that was talking to Vladimir runs and helps security tackle and beat a man in a business suit. Vladimir and Rattler sneak past the gate and go on to their plane meanwhile. They sit down in their seats next to a middle aged black man.
The guy holds his luggage close to him and Rattler pulls it out of his hands and throws it into the aisle, giving himself more room.
The black man gets pissed off but stays quiet and asks the stewardess to get it for him. She hands it back to him and walks away.
Rattler again grabs the piece of luggage and throws it into the aisle.
"Listen man, stop that... be cool!"
Rattler shakes his head lightly and the man smiles.
"Ah, I know.. here: have this hamburger.. you'll love it! It's a tasty burger!"
Rattler takes the sandwich and looks at it for a second before throwing it into the aisle as well. The black man gets angry and stands up.
"I'm sick of this motherf*cking snake on this motherf*cking plane!"
Rattler grabs the man by the shirt and throws him into the aisle. The man gets shaken up and picks up his stuff and leaves off of the plane.
Vladimir stretches his legs out and sighs. "This is nice..."
Suddenly, a cry comes from a bit behind them, a screaming toddler.
Vladimir gets annoyed and without looking over or behind, he exclaims.
"Rattler!"
Rattler is seen standing up, then cracking his knuckles before turning around as the scene fades to black.
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Vladimir:"Smells like sh*t in here.. And these hicks all wonder why we hate them... well, they wonder that and what the word 'dentist' means. Ha!"
Rattler smiles and lets out a small chuckle. The two of them start making their way through the place, Vladimir looking for their flight on the signs.
"There it i-"
"Hey, you're Vladimir Strife! I bet you get this a lot, man, but can I have your autograph!?" An avid GHW fan stands in front of Vladimir with a piece of paper, a marker and a look on his face like that of a child in a candy shop.
"Sure, what's your name?"
"Dave, it.. it's Dave."
Vladimir signs the paper and hands it back. "There ya go, kid."
The man reads it outloud, going downhill from joy to depression.
"To Dave, stop wasting... my.. f*cking time...... you in..bred f*ck....... sincerly, Vladimir Strife....."
The fan looks as though his heart had been crushed, his eyes swelling up as he tries not to cry. A quick sob escapes him.
Vladimir and Rattler continue on as usual. AS they are walking and see their terminal, a business man in a suit isn't paying attention and bumps shoulders with Vladimir.
"What the f*ck!? Watch where you are going, c0ck jocky!"
"I'm almost late for my flight, so you watch where you are going, @sswipe!"
Rattler sneaks behind the man and slides a switchblade into the man's pocket while he is arguing with Vladimir. Vladimir points behind the man and he turns to see Rattler. His eyes get wide and then he tries to act tough and smirks before going on with his business.
Vladimir and Rattler go over and wait in their line, taking a bit to get to the front of the line.
The guards stop them at the metal detector.
"You can't take that belt on the plane."
"This is my championship... I'm taking it on with me."
"No, you're not." The guard has a grin on his face.
"Yes... I am."
From a bit away, a security guard yells out his findings.
"He's got a knife!"
The guard that was talking to Vladimir runs and helps security tackle and beat a man in a business suit. Vladimir and Rattler sneak past the gate and go on to their plane meanwhile. They sit down in their seats next to a middle aged black man.
The guy holds his luggage close to him and Rattler pulls it out of his hands and throws it into the aisle, giving himself more room.
The black man gets pissed off but stays quiet and asks the stewardess to get it for him. She hands it back to him and walks away.
Rattler again grabs the piece of luggage and throws it into the aisle.
"Listen man, stop that... be cool!"
Rattler shakes his head lightly and the man smiles.
"Ah, I know.. here: have this hamburger.. you'll love it! It's a tasty burger!"
Rattler takes the sandwich and looks at it for a second before throwing it into the aisle as well. The black man gets angry and stands up.
"I'm sick of this motherf*cking snake on this motherf*cking plane!"
Rattler grabs the man by the shirt and throws him into the aisle. The man gets shaken up and picks up his stuff and leaves off of the plane.
Vladimir stretches his legs out and sighs. "This is nice..."
Suddenly, a cry comes from a bit behind them, a screaming toddler.
Vladimir gets annoyed and without looking over or behind, he exclaims.
"Rattler!"
Rattler is seen standing up, then cracking his knuckles before turning around as the scene fades to black.
((END OF THREAD - Comments Please!))
