Post by Blake Worship on Sept 6, 2008 23:33:50 GMT -5
The scene opens inside a locker room in the REW Arena. In a nearby personal armchair sits a tall muscular black man, talking on his cell phone. He is none other than The DisCiple Blake Worship, and he is currently on the phone with the love of his life, his beautiful wife Samantha back home in LA.
Worship: Baby--baby, yes, I know I said I would call you...
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Sammy: So what happened, hmm?
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Worship: Well I caught up with T Money after the card and we went out for drinks to celebrate--
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Sammy: [indignant] Oh, so you drink now?
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Worship: No of course I don't drink! I had a friggin' Hawaiian Punch, chill out! [pause] Baby, I love you...
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Sammy: [reluctantly smiles to herself] I love you too, baby.
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Worship: [flashing his thuggish grin] So... whatchoo got on right now...?
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Sammy: [grinning playfully] Oh, it's funny you should ask. I just took a shower, I'm not wearing anything...
Blake lowers his head onto his fist, both laughing and swearing at the same time at his wonderful timing for calling.
Worship: You have no idea what I would do to you if I was there right now...
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Sammy: [bites lip] Oh, I have an idea. But then again, you never cease to surprise me...
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Worship: You know what, I don't think I like wrestling that much...
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Sammy: [laughs] Stop it! You know you do! You stay right where you are, the wait makes it that much better, anyway... besides, you're on a mission aren't you? How's Cloud doing...?
Blake's smile immediately fades at the reminder of his current predicament.
Worship: He's fine now. But now I'm here to help him in a different way...
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Sammy: Well I kinda figured that much. We DO have a TV, ya know...
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Worship: [smirks] Right, sorry. Well, that reminds me I need to make a call, I'll talk to you later baby. I love you so much...
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Sammy: I love you so much too. Though I might love you more if you could grab a towel and dry off this spot on my titt--
Blake claps the phone shut, laughing at his tease of a wife. With a more solemn tone he opens his phone again and dials a different number, one he has had even longer than Samantha's...
Worship: Ay wassup man, it's Blake. So, you still on your way? Cool. When can I expect you here? [smiles] Sounds exciting. No doubt. Alright man, I guess I'll see you at Wrath. Hope you're ready for this... Haha nice. Later man.
Blake hangs up, laying his phone down in his lap and smirking, pondering his next move in the chess game in his complex mind...
It Has Begun...
Are YOU Ready...?
[shadow=gray,left,300]Fade to black...
TBC...[/shadow]