Post by tommyvictor on Jan 4, 2009 20:36:26 GMT -5
Mysterious X is sitting in the bar enjoying a beer. The new bartender, Phillip Westwood, is discussing how he bought the bar from the Mackenlli family, and all of the renovations it went through.
Phillip: Oh man, this place was a dump. I put a lot of money into this thing, and its been paying off hand over fist. Wifebeater alone has put my kids through college.
Mysterious X: Oh, I'm glad for you. RMW has been minorly hit by the economy, and Wifebeater is a huge risk for us. I'm glad you're getting something from him.
All of the sudden Tommy Victor and Slitter, a wrestling whos eyes look dead, rush into the bar. X turns around to see Tommy standing in the doorway like a zombie.
Tommy Victor: I'm really tired X...I'm tired of being disrespected, I'm tired of being a failure, and I'm tired of RMW. I think its time to go to sleep.
X stands up in his face.
Mysterious X: I don't know what the fuck you want Tommy, but keep your shit out of our business. You're nuts man, and you look awful. Get some sleep.
Tommy Victor: Sleep is like a prision. It traps you. When you haven't slept in months you feel free, and you start to see the truth. Look around. You can't see what I see...the demons, the angels, the lost souls. They're floating all around, but you can't see them because you are a prisioner of your own mind. I'm free. OBEY ME!
Slitter rushes X and pushes him into the bar stools. Slitter picks up a bar stool and breaks it over X's back.
Phillip: Oh shit!
Phillip rushes into a safe back room, and watches as Slitter beats X into a bloody pulp. Blood is gushing from under the mask of X, and Slitter picks him up to look into Tommy's face.
Tommy Victor: You'll soon find out how this effects EVERYTHING...
Slitter puts X into a german suplex hold and throws him over the bar, tons of glass falls down and smashing onto X. The two of them then walk out of the bar like zombies as sirens are heard in the distance.
Phillip: Oh man, this place was a dump. I put a lot of money into this thing, and its been paying off hand over fist. Wifebeater alone has put my kids through college.
Mysterious X: Oh, I'm glad for you. RMW has been minorly hit by the economy, and Wifebeater is a huge risk for us. I'm glad you're getting something from him.
All of the sudden Tommy Victor and Slitter, a wrestling whos eyes look dead, rush into the bar. X turns around to see Tommy standing in the doorway like a zombie.
Tommy Victor: I'm really tired X...I'm tired of being disrespected, I'm tired of being a failure, and I'm tired of RMW. I think its time to go to sleep.
X stands up in his face.
Mysterious X: I don't know what the fuck you want Tommy, but keep your shit out of our business. You're nuts man, and you look awful. Get some sleep.
Tommy Victor: Sleep is like a prision. It traps you. When you haven't slept in months you feel free, and you start to see the truth. Look around. You can't see what I see...the demons, the angels, the lost souls. They're floating all around, but you can't see them because you are a prisioner of your own mind. I'm free. OBEY ME!
Slitter rushes X and pushes him into the bar stools. Slitter picks up a bar stool and breaks it over X's back.
Phillip: Oh shit!
Phillip rushes into a safe back room, and watches as Slitter beats X into a bloody pulp. Blood is gushing from under the mask of X, and Slitter picks him up to look into Tommy's face.
Tommy Victor: You'll soon find out how this effects EVERYTHING...
Slitter puts X into a german suplex hold and throws him over the bar, tons of glass falls down and smashing onto X. The two of them then walk out of the bar like zombies as sirens are heard in the distance.