Post by "Scarecrow" Jason Myst on Mar 5, 2011 10:29:04 GMT -5
The scene comes in on the back of the RW: REW and yours truly is standing by while that one sided beat down just occurred on Trash, the man who enjoys playing mind games on everyone. I have somewhat of a kind soul no not really, you see as I stand by and watch that spine-buster hit by Tough Nutz on Trash, a feeling of anger passed over me. It was basically the simple fact of the matter is that it wasn't me doing the damage to Trash. So alas I am on my way to track down Dolla Billa and his idiot that he calls a bodyguard. But Dolla isn't going to know what hit him or carved up his face when I am through with him.
As Tough Nutz and Dolla climb back into his Rolls Royce about to speed off to wherever they are headed. I am close by, almost as close as you can possibly think of. I didn't use no mystical powers I just happened to crawl inside of the trunk of the Roll's Royce. When the car finally comes to a complete stop Dolla and Tough Nutz gets out of the car headed up to a big building. Going through the doors that is when I make my move, sliding right by the rest of the people at the entrance way blending in with the crowd. Don't ask me why no one stopped me I guess they wouldn't recognize me without my face paint or those scars upon my face. Slipping passed the dance floor and finding a booth I sit down, with my machete strapped to my leg in its holster a nice young waitress comes up to me.[/b][/size][/i]
Waitress: Hello there sir. Can I get you anything to drink? or how about to eat?[/b][/size][/i]
I snap back to reality and stare up at the waitress who is trying to break my concentration. Blinking my eyes and shaking my head I answer.[/b][/size][/i]
Me: Ah yes! I will have a glass of jaygermeister and the house special as long as it is steak that is and if it be steak make it medium rare.[/b][/size][/i]
Waitress: Oh okay I will have those items out for you in a few moments please enjoy your stay. Unless there is something else that I can get you while you wait?[/b][/size][/i]
A smile comes across my scarred up face as she asks the question for something else for me. I can not help but to answer her with generously even though it sickens me.[/b][/size][/i]
Me: Ah yes if you could would you please allow me to speak to the guy that runs this joint. You know the one in that really goofy ass suit, what was his name again..The one that looks like he has a chain that weighs down his head.[/b][/i][/size]
Waitress: Oh I know who you mean Dolla Billa. That is his name and yes I will pass on the message for you, but you are going to have to talk to Tough Nutz before you can talk to Billa is that fine by you?[/b][/i][/size]
I think to myself take out the help known as Tough Nutz and then take out Dolla Billa all in the same night that Trash was taken out or so he thought. Yeah I know let's not ruin the moment though.[/b][/size][/i]
Me: That sounds fine by me let me talk to Tough Nutz. Send him over here as a matter of fact have him meet me in the back where is your restroom never mind I will find it myself. Just go get my food you sweet thing you.[/b][/size][/i]
I get up from the booth running off to find the restroom to use it but with justice. The waitress does my dirty work for me she runs over to Tough Nutz who looks around and then disappears into the bathroom with me. I am hiding out in one of the stalls as Nutty is about to open up a stall door I cut off the lights locking the door behind him as he enters. Pulling out my machete and then sharpening it with my razor glove I begin running the events that are about to transpire through my head.
As Tough Nutz opens up the stall door he sees the sparks fly as I am sitting upon the throne that everyone uses for there dirty business. I am sharpening both objects in my hands I stand up and begin to step toward Tough Nutz who slowly begins to back away looking for something he can defend against me.[/b][/i][/size]
Me: You must be Tough Nutz a pleasure to meat you..he he get it meat you..since you are about to be diced meat in a few seconds. You see you took out one piece of the competition am I mad at you for what you did to Trash? or am I mad that I didn't get the pleasure to do that to him. Or maybe I am fed up with the likes of you and your master Dolla Billa. Don't worry Tough Nutz no one will hear you scream...Actually I got that wrong everyone will hear you scream.[/b][/size][/i]
A loud roar of pain comes from the bathroom of the Men's Room. The sound of metal clanging together and then the next minute you know the lights are back up and Tough Nutz has his head in the toilet with slashes all up and down his back, the door is locked for the moment and then is unlocked once I exit the bathroom after putting my tools away. Walking up the stairs headed straight for Dolla's office I stand on the opposite side of the door and see an open broom closet, stepping in I lock the door behind me as the scene fades to black...
To Be Continued..[/b][/i][/size]
As Tough Nutz and Dolla climb back into his Rolls Royce about to speed off to wherever they are headed. I am close by, almost as close as you can possibly think of. I didn't use no mystical powers I just happened to crawl inside of the trunk of the Roll's Royce. When the car finally comes to a complete stop Dolla and Tough Nutz gets out of the car headed up to a big building. Going through the doors that is when I make my move, sliding right by the rest of the people at the entrance way blending in with the crowd. Don't ask me why no one stopped me I guess they wouldn't recognize me without my face paint or those scars upon my face. Slipping passed the dance floor and finding a booth I sit down, with my machete strapped to my leg in its holster a nice young waitress comes up to me.[/b][/size][/i]
Waitress: Hello there sir. Can I get you anything to drink? or how about to eat?[/b][/size][/i]
I snap back to reality and stare up at the waitress who is trying to break my concentration. Blinking my eyes and shaking my head I answer.[/b][/size][/i]
Me: Ah yes! I will have a glass of jaygermeister and the house special as long as it is steak that is and if it be steak make it medium rare.[/b][/size][/i]
Waitress: Oh okay I will have those items out for you in a few moments please enjoy your stay. Unless there is something else that I can get you while you wait?[/b][/size][/i]
A smile comes across my scarred up face as she asks the question for something else for me. I can not help but to answer her with generously even though it sickens me.[/b][/size][/i]
Me: Ah yes if you could would you please allow me to speak to the guy that runs this joint. You know the one in that really goofy ass suit, what was his name again..The one that looks like he has a chain that weighs down his head.[/b][/i][/size]
Waitress: Oh I know who you mean Dolla Billa. That is his name and yes I will pass on the message for you, but you are going to have to talk to Tough Nutz before you can talk to Billa is that fine by you?[/b][/i][/size]
I think to myself take out the help known as Tough Nutz and then take out Dolla Billa all in the same night that Trash was taken out or so he thought. Yeah I know let's not ruin the moment though.[/b][/size][/i]
Me: That sounds fine by me let me talk to Tough Nutz. Send him over here as a matter of fact have him meet me in the back where is your restroom never mind I will find it myself. Just go get my food you sweet thing you.[/b][/size][/i]
I get up from the booth running off to find the restroom to use it but with justice. The waitress does my dirty work for me she runs over to Tough Nutz who looks around and then disappears into the bathroom with me. I am hiding out in one of the stalls as Nutty is about to open up a stall door I cut off the lights locking the door behind him as he enters. Pulling out my machete and then sharpening it with my razor glove I begin running the events that are about to transpire through my head.
As Tough Nutz opens up the stall door he sees the sparks fly as I am sitting upon the throne that everyone uses for there dirty business. I am sharpening both objects in my hands I stand up and begin to step toward Tough Nutz who slowly begins to back away looking for something he can defend against me.[/b][/i][/size]
Me: You must be Tough Nutz a pleasure to meat you..he he get it meat you..since you are about to be diced meat in a few seconds. You see you took out one piece of the competition am I mad at you for what you did to Trash? or am I mad that I didn't get the pleasure to do that to him. Or maybe I am fed up with the likes of you and your master Dolla Billa. Don't worry Tough Nutz no one will hear you scream...Actually I got that wrong everyone will hear you scream.[/b][/size][/i]
A loud roar of pain comes from the bathroom of the Men's Room. The sound of metal clanging together and then the next minute you know the lights are back up and Tough Nutz has his head in the toilet with slashes all up and down his back, the door is locked for the moment and then is unlocked once I exit the bathroom after putting my tools away. Walking up the stairs headed straight for Dolla's office I stand on the opposite side of the door and see an open broom closet, stepping in I lock the door behind me as the scene fades to black...
To Be Continued..[/b][/i][/size]
