Post by DetroitMassacre MickeyMadness on Jun 14, 2009 19:22:09 GMT -5
The scene opens up in a run down bar out by the Michigan state line. A red and black chevelle that has a clown holding a joker in the palms of his hands is painted on the hood of the car. Inside the bar sits a nicely dressed up in a business suit, he has an old time mafia style hat on his head. His face resembles a scar that was sliced into him the last time he graced his prescenses in the REW.
His white face paint, along with his black and green face paint covering some of the scars on his face. My hat titled down over my face partially as I sit there with a shot glass, sitting on the bar. A bottle of whiskey sits not that far from the glass, I where my embroided black and stubbed gloves. Staring down the bottom of the bottle, staring deep into the whiskey. I pick up the bottle and pour as shot in the glass, I then sit down the bottle and grasp it with one hand and toss it down my throat with one gulp. As I sit their and ponder my thoughts, on generally everything REW flashes back into my head.
Suddenly I feel a hard slap connect to the back of my shoulder, I don't move on bit. As a big bad ass biker lays his hands on the back of my nice clean suit. He bends down and whispers something into my ear, then the bartender comes over to me, with a bat in his hands and an evil grin on his face. I then take another shot of the whiskey, and throw it down my throat with a gulp. The biker comes and sits down right beside me, as the bartender stares at the biker and me.[/b][/size]
Biker: You look familiar man, so who the hell are you suppose to be or was suppose to be in your past? Come on boy you can talk can't you? Yo Ted I think he is scared to talk us big bad biker guys. What the fuck are you looking at barkeep hand me a beer.[/b][/size]
Barkeep: Here you go sir [slides the biker the beer] You shouldn't judge people on the way they look. I know who this man is and if I were you I would watch your damn mouth.[/b][/size]
Mickey: Actually your the one that should be afraid of me you biker bitches. Ted you sit your ass down over there and shut your fucking mouth. Of course I look familair you dumb redneck, I use to wrestle in a small fed called R E W. Which stood for Real Extreme Wrestling, now you best leave me the hell alone. You my friend have no idea what hardcore is do you? NO you don't jackass I use to blow shit up just for fun when I wrestled there, now if you knew what is good for you. You would not lay your fucking hands on me again.[/b][/size]
After the Biker felt he was put in his place, he took his beer bottle in his hands and brought it down over the top of my head. My hat was now covered in glass and beer, I slightly just arose as the barkeep had his bat ready for action, I threw out my hand to stop him. Ted this idiots biker's friend stood their in shock as I didn't speak a word. Then when the dumb biker wasn't expecting it he was caught with a grab behind the hair of his head and slammed face first into the bar. Then he is thrown back to the ground and kicked in the side of the head. Ted his friend looks shocked and afraid as I walk towards him, he throws his hands up and Mickey throws his fist straight to Ted's face and then stops and grins evilly as he walks out the bar throwing down a 100 dollar bill.
I get into my car and start up the engine, I drive back across a few states and end back up at the REW. I go to my locker room and past Apocalypse, I start go through my locker and sit down on my couch as the scene fades out.
FADE TO BLACK...
TO BE CONTINUED...[/b][/size]
His white face paint, along with his black and green face paint covering some of the scars on his face. My hat titled down over my face partially as I sit there with a shot glass, sitting on the bar. A bottle of whiskey sits not that far from the glass, I where my embroided black and stubbed gloves. Staring down the bottom of the bottle, staring deep into the whiskey. I pick up the bottle and pour as shot in the glass, I then sit down the bottle and grasp it with one hand and toss it down my throat with one gulp. As I sit their and ponder my thoughts, on generally everything REW flashes back into my head.
Suddenly I feel a hard slap connect to the back of my shoulder, I don't move on bit. As a big bad ass biker lays his hands on the back of my nice clean suit. He bends down and whispers something into my ear, then the bartender comes over to me, with a bat in his hands and an evil grin on his face. I then take another shot of the whiskey, and throw it down my throat with a gulp. The biker comes and sits down right beside me, as the bartender stares at the biker and me.[/b][/size]
Biker: You look familiar man, so who the hell are you suppose to be or was suppose to be in your past? Come on boy you can talk can't you? Yo Ted I think he is scared to talk us big bad biker guys. What the fuck are you looking at barkeep hand me a beer.[/b][/size]
Barkeep: Here you go sir [slides the biker the beer] You shouldn't judge people on the way they look. I know who this man is and if I were you I would watch your damn mouth.[/b][/size]
Mickey: Actually your the one that should be afraid of me you biker bitches. Ted you sit your ass down over there and shut your fucking mouth. Of course I look familair you dumb redneck, I use to wrestle in a small fed called R E W. Which stood for Real Extreme Wrestling, now you best leave me the hell alone. You my friend have no idea what hardcore is do you? NO you don't jackass I use to blow shit up just for fun when I wrestled there, now if you knew what is good for you. You would not lay your fucking hands on me again.[/b][/size]
After the Biker felt he was put in his place, he took his beer bottle in his hands and brought it down over the top of my head. My hat was now covered in glass and beer, I slightly just arose as the barkeep had his bat ready for action, I threw out my hand to stop him. Ted this idiots biker's friend stood their in shock as I didn't speak a word. Then when the dumb biker wasn't expecting it he was caught with a grab behind the hair of his head and slammed face first into the bar. Then he is thrown back to the ground and kicked in the side of the head. Ted his friend looks shocked and afraid as I walk towards him, he throws his hands up and Mickey throws his fist straight to Ted's face and then stops and grins evilly as he walks out the bar throwing down a 100 dollar bill.
I get into my car and start up the engine, I drive back across a few states and end back up at the REW. I go to my locker room and past Apocalypse, I start go through my locker and sit down on my couch as the scene fades out.
FADE TO BLACK...
TO BE CONTINUED...[/b][/size]
