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Post by Bulldogs (Duncan + Genesis) on Feb 27, 2008 5:50:02 GMT -5
A few days after their defeat at DoD, Dyna Mike Duncan + Aiden Gore bump into each other as they get out of their cars in the Parkig Lot. Neither man is happy about the outcome of their match, but at least Duncan knows that he's got the support of Xantaxm after his Special Referee appearance - or at least he thinks he does.
Duncan: Aiden - I'd ask how you are after our match, but seeing as you didn't even step foot in the ring, I guess you're fine!
Gore: Hold on a minute Mike! It's not my fault you were too dumb to tag me in! Don't go blaming me ...
Mike laughs, holding his hand out to placate his partner.
Duncan: Woah there Aiden, I was joking, don't go getting your knickers in a twist! Listen, we got well and truly screwed in that match, Duece and Forsaken cheated! And, not only that, I don't even reckon they should have been allowed to be in the Bronze Tag Division either! Face it, they're a Silver Tag Team at least! I may go and have a word with Xantaxm about it later, see what he says ...
Mike smiles broadly, a plan forming in his devious (if twisted) mind....
(tbcb Aiden, Forsaken Duece, Bronze Tag Team or staff)
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Post by thefairy on Feb 27, 2008 6:14:44 GMT -5
Off in the distance, DMD sees the silhouette of a figure standing still. The shadowy outline of the person seems to have wings, giving the first impression that it may be an angel. Especially seeing as the figure seems to have appeared out of nowhere. There are no entrances down that end of the car park, and no dark corners for the figure to have been hiding in. Both Aiden Gore and Dyna Mike Duncan stand there looking slightly confused, their eyes slowly adjusting to the dark.
Duncan: I could swear that there was nobody there afew seconds ago.[/b]
Before either man can put two and two together, the figure steps forward, into the sole source of light for the car park. It becomes abundantly clear as the silhouette is revealed to be the Grammar Fairy. He stops when the light hits his face, squinting up at the men slightly, still at least 10 feet way from them. In one hand he holds his wand, and with his free hand he adjusts his tutu slightly before scratching his beard in an unrefined kind of way. Both Aiden and Dyna Mike Duncan stifle back laughs at the sight, before they are addressed by the Grammar Fairy himself, who speaks in a low rough voice... Very much not like your usual fairy.
Grammar Fairy: Dyna Mike Duncan... Aiden Gore... Legends Running Riot. I believe that a rematch is in order. You know as well as I do that neither yourselves nor Tommy and I have really gone so far as to proving who is the superior team. Well, I come offering a challenge on behalf of the Fairy Warriors. The winner should be the rightful number one contender once the dust settles. What do you say gentlemen?[/b]
The Grammar Fairy steps forward again, stepping into better light to see the faces of his rivals better. He scratches his nose ungracefully as he awaits a reply.
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Post by Bulldogs (Duncan + Genesis) on Feb 27, 2008 6:39:47 GMT -5
Duncan can't stop himself from laughing, his face creasing up as tears run down his face.
Duncan: I thought I'd seen it all when I used to work the doors down on Canal Street in Manchester back home - but you take the biscuit my friend! The tarts and transvestites there at least knew how to dress properly! You want to face us again? Get real ... PUNK! You're a disgrace to this business!
Mike's face grows serious as he looks at Fairy Warrior in disgust.
Duncan: You don't stand a chance against us, now why don't you climb back up that Christmas Tree you fell off and play with your baubles!
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Post by thefairy on Feb 28, 2008 5:54:15 GMT -5
The grammar Fairy almost stumbles backwards at the response from Duncan, looking up at the weathered face of the ring veteran in a mixture of shock and hurt. Slowly, he swallows, stopping his mind from racing and clears his throat rather loudly. He reaches into his fairy pouch with one hand, pointing his wand at his rivals with the other, all the while keeping a watchful eye on both of the Legends Running Riot.
Grammar Fairy: Of course...
Well we could have done this the simple way, but alas, you have chosen the path more winding. One way or another, this rematch will happen. That is a given, and the Fairy Warriors will be the Champions, that I can assure you. I will say good day to you now sirs, be seeing you in the ring...
With his last comment barely escaping his lips, the Grammar Fairy pulls his hand out of his fairy pouch and brings it up t his lips. He blows into his and with a sharp burst, scattering an unidentified dust all over the faces of Duncan and Aiden Gore. Instantly, the pair begin coughing and spluttering, clawing at their eyes to get the substance out.
Aiden Gore: What the hell? It burns!
Duncan: Stupid little punk! Come 'ere and I will kill you
By the time the dust has settled enough for Duncan and Aiden to be able to see through their squinted eyes, the Grammar Fairy had gone, as mysteriously as he had arrived. Both men groan out of irritation as they continue to shake off the effects of the Grammar Fairy's mystery powder.
TBC
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