Post by Dusk on Aug 10, 2007 15:35:51 GMT -5
IceKid is sitting on a crate in the backstage area, flipping his cell phone until something gets his attention.
[glow=blue,2,300]
Oh hey, wait up.[/glow]
IceKid gets up and walks with the person. The camera man focusing on the back of IceKid's head as they conversate. Or at least IceKid conversates.
[glow=blue,2,300]
I wanted to catch up with you before Desperate Measures. Thanks for finally accepting the tag, just watch us get that Number One contendership. Now listen, MJ and Mr.P are some serious wrestlers, we're not going to see a light show. And they - yeah ok, I understand that you've been in front of them before an know how they're like but it doesn't hurt to take in the memory and use it as a tool. Now The Tag Team Title match scheduled tonight is in. . . ten minutes. You and I could really screw them over and give the titles to some of the weaker guys, what do ya say? Alright then, lets go to Desperate Measures the good guys. Ok, so we don't quite know our opponents either so that's really gonna f#ck us over, but it doesn't mean we can't train. And that's for two reasons. One, we have to be in shape for a Pay-Per-View. And Numero Dos, cause there's nothing more a lady likes than a sweaty man after the. . . oh yeah, like you can really tell me what chicks dig. Don't make me kick you, oh that reminds me. If any case one of us gets injured during the match, just ignore it as much as possible and if you're the legal man, tag me in. And I already learned from my mistakes so I'm not getting injured again. But if I do, you are gonna visit like last time right? Cool. That's all I really wanted to talk about. And we managed to kill seven minutes. You want some. . .[/glow]
IceKid pulls his hand behind him and grabs something from a nearby table. The camera man stands in between them and turns to an empty spot on the table where IceKid sets some. . .
[glow=blue,2,300]
Pie?[/glow]
EOT
[glow=blue,2,300]
IceKid
Oh hey, wait up.[/glow]
IceKid gets up and walks with the person. The camera man focusing on the back of IceKid's head as they conversate. Or at least IceKid conversates.
[glow=blue,2,300]
IceKid
I wanted to catch up with you before Desperate Measures. Thanks for finally accepting the tag, just watch us get that Number One contendership. Now listen, MJ and Mr.P are some serious wrestlers, we're not going to see a light show. And they - yeah ok, I understand that you've been in front of them before an know how they're like but it doesn't hurt to take in the memory and use it as a tool. Now The Tag Team Title match scheduled tonight is in. . . ten minutes. You and I could really screw them over and give the titles to some of the weaker guys, what do ya say? Alright then, lets go to Desperate Measures the good guys. Ok, so we don't quite know our opponents either so that's really gonna f#ck us over, but it doesn't mean we can't train. And that's for two reasons. One, we have to be in shape for a Pay-Per-View. And Numero Dos, cause there's nothing more a lady likes than a sweaty man after the. . . oh yeah, like you can really tell me what chicks dig. Don't make me kick you, oh that reminds me. If any case one of us gets injured during the match, just ignore it as much as possible and if you're the legal man, tag me in. And I already learned from my mistakes so I'm not getting injured again. But if I do, you are gonna visit like last time right? Cool. That's all I really wanted to talk about. And we managed to kill seven minutes. You want some. . .[/glow]
IceKid pulls his hand behind him and grabs something from a nearby table. The camera man stands in between them and turns to an empty spot on the table where IceKid sets some. . .
[glow=blue,2,300]
IceKid
Pie?[/glow]
EOT
