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Post by Sketch Kid on Mar 13, 2009 22:03:21 GMT -5
Genocide sits in a bar about two blocks away from the arena. He had already fought his match with Trickshot, showered and changed. He is upset about the fact that he can never win a match anymore. Even though he could barely win any in the first place. In front of him is a half empty bottle of beer. Genocide lets out a hiccup while leaning on the counter and watching HawkEye vs RJ Wild. HawkEye then hits the Second Rope leg drop, nearly crushing RJ's neck, and gets the pin. Genocide can't help but chuckle.
"I'm glad that I'm not the only one with bad luck..."
Genocide then takes a sip from his beer bottle and sets it back down before he buries his head in his arms ignoring the commercials and nearly falling asleep until he feels a hand on his left shoulder. He quickly looks up and sees _____. He calms down a bit and looks forward.
"Oh, it's just you...what do you want?"
{TBC: Dave, BD, Etc}
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Post by abernethy on Mar 13, 2009 22:44:24 GMT -5
Dave Abernethy sits across from Genocide, shaking his head. He motions to a waitress to bring him a beer, as he waits he confronts Genocide.
"What the hell is up with you? All you do anymore, is care about your wins and losses. Yea, Trickshot ran you over like he was a van and you were a deer cutting across the road."
Genocide grips the top of his beer bottle, just as Dave receives the beer from the waitress. Dave takes a huge swallow of his beer, and finishes talking.
"You got other things to worry about now. As you recall, I joined up with you along with Black Dragon, as an attempt to fight the X-Forces, without joining the likes of Black Olympus. Now if you'd rather worry about yourself, instead of the team, the go right ahead. I may not have even fought my first match yet, but I'll do this by myself if I have to."
Dave drinks some more of his beer, and listens as Genocide begins to speak
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Post by Sketch Kid on Mar 13, 2009 22:56:18 GMT -5
Genocide sits up in his seat and pushes his bottle aside with his right forearm before leaning forward to talk to Dave.
"Dave, I am for this team. This is not about me, this is about us. Every time I lose, every time you lose, every time Dragon loses, it puts a dent in our chance of making a name for ourselves. But you know what? Me and you. We're going to join the Bronze Tag Division. And when we win the gold, Xantaxm will not be able ignore us. We will do things to the titles that would be like a slap in the face to that Canadian jerk. You see..."
Genocide now leans back a bit looking past Dave, watching the Last Man Standing match between Gnarfflinger and Backyard Brawler 2. Even though he is watching the match, Genocide continues to speak.
"I had planned this out. Our singles matches mean a lot but our tag matches will mean a hell of a lot more. Our main priority is on the tag division from now on. That cool with you 'boss'?"
{TBC: Dave/Black Dragon/Etc}
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Post by abernethy on Mar 13, 2009 23:09:11 GMT -5
Dave drinks the rest of his beer, and thinks on the tag team offer. He takes a deep breath, and speaks slowly to Genocide.
"Alright then, let's go for it. We shouldn't have a problem getting the Bronze Tag Team Championships. I have another idea as well, I'm going to talk to Xantaxm myself. Regardless of what he says to me, I'll get my point across."
Genocide looks from the quick match Backyard Brawler was in, and focuses on Dave.
As a matter of fact, I will go do that now. Take it easy man."
Dave shakes Genocides hand, and stands for a second to see if Genocide as anything to say before he leaves.
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Post by blackdragon on Mar 13, 2009 23:11:19 GMT -5
As Dave finishes talking Black Dragon walks up from behind.
BD:So what is this a members only party? And I'm not invited I'm hurt.
Black Dragon is in his usual white shirt black pants with a black leather jacket. Black Dragon sits down on the the other side of Genocide.
BD: Bar keep a round of Jagger. Look man we all knew when we got in to this that it was not going to be an easy road but when was doing any thing around here easy? As for you Dave who said you would go this alone? Last time I looked all of us where a team. Hell Gen you even gave us our name Hard Knocks well that is all we are going threw right now some hard knocks. Just going to make it all that much more sweet when WE reach the top of the mountain here in G.H.W.
The Bar keep returns with the shots.
BD:All right boys lets drink this horrible night away. To Hard Knocks.
All:To Hard Knocks!!!
The men spend the rest of the night drinking and bsing about the biz. When they hear somthing from behind.
TBC:any one There youo go :-P
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Post by Cobrita on Mar 13, 2009 23:12:39 GMT -5
Genocide and Black Dragons Laugh and go back down to their drinks. Genocide plays with a toothpick with a bored look on his face as Black Dragon gets up.
Black Dragon "Back in a sec Gen, I gotta take a slash"
Dragon walks off in the direction of the toilets as a large man approaches Genocide from behind. Genocide glances behind him and barely gets a look at the man behind hims face. He's wearing a white suit with a black dress shirt underneath. His head is shaven and his skin is dark. Genocide turns back to his drink and pays no attention to the man as he ponders the aspects of his defeat. The man looks Genocide up and down.
Cobrita "Is that how you Harlem boys greet your old friends?"
Genocides eyes widen and his ears prick up as he hears a voice he hasn't heard in a very long time. Cobrita sits down and signals to the waitress with huge boobs to come over and bring some bourbon and cola with her. Genocide lifts his head from his hand and turns to confirm the voice came from who he thought it did. His eyes are even wider now as he shakes his head, his look of amazement turning to a grin.
Genocide "Sheeet... You got a lot of nerve showing your face around these parts after what you pulled. Hell i thought they'd never let you out."
The two lean back and laugh with wide smiles. Genocide seemingly forgetting about his match and focusing on the old friend before him.
Cobrita "Negro Please... I was innocent and everyone knows it. Thats why they let me out so early."
Cobrita winks to Genocide as the barmaid puts his drink on the table. Cobrita puts a hand into his front coat pocket and pulls out a twenty and handing it to the blonde. He turns back to Genocide and leans his head back taking a skull from his Cougar bourbon.
TBC BY GENOCIDE, BD, ANYONE
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Post by Sketch Kid on Mar 14, 2009 5:49:12 GMT -5
OOC: lol, nice edit. I will reply later on the comp
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Post by Sketch Kid on Mar 14, 2009 20:07:37 GMT -5
Genocide eyes his old friend suspiciously knowing that he would not be one for good behavior. He then grabs his beer bottle and takes one last gulp finishing it before he stands up.
"Nice to see you Cobe, I would like to talk some business with you but now I must go back to the arena and take care of some other more important business. Excuse me..."
Genocide nods to Cobrita and shakes his hand before he walks to the doors and exits just as Black Dragon comes back from the bathroom.
"Where'd Gen go?"
{TBC/EOT}
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