| Subject: UnStable?You DAMN Right! |
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Wild Thang
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Date Posted: 17:35:05 12/28/01 Fri
*~*~* The camera starts to roll outside of a run down Motel called "Lucky Day Inn". Most of the letters are burnt out... but that doesn't matter, as the sun is beginning to peak up over the horizon... shinning it's light o'er the land. The shot then begins to pan down the row of doors, until it stops upon number 4. Inside, we see two bodies, that of a man and a woman, entangled between the sheets.
The two bodies lay there sleeping. Both their chest slowly rise and fall. It's so peaceful... so fulfilling to sit and watch. However, such a quiet time isn't meant to last forever as the alarm clock goes off, buzzing loudly. Being snapped out of a deep sleep like that is no welcome thing, as a grumpy man slides his hand out from under the sheets and turns the alarm clock off. The woman laying next to the man stirs a little, taking her time to stretch out as the guy stands up.
The guy puts on a robe and walks into the bathroom and shuts the door. Water can be heard running, then stops after a few more moments. The lady sits up in bed as our guy walks back into the room. She's a fairly attractive woman, with light brown shoulder length hair. Her eyes sparkle a little bit as he lets a half smile spread across his face. She then speaks...
Woman: So sweetie... did you enjoy last night?
Man: Shouldn't I be asking you that?
Woman: Yea... you could.
Man: Yea... that's right. I COULD ask... but I already know the answer.
*The man puts on a pair of black dress pants, then sits on the bed as he puts on his socks and shoes*
Woman, intrigued: And how do you know that?
Man: Are you kidding? The way you were screaming last night, it sounded like you were riding "SPLASH MOUNTAIN" over and over and over again!
Woman: Well, you do give out one hell of a ride.
*The man then stands up, putting on and buttoning up a black shirt with white designs on it*
Man: Yea, I'd say I do.
Woman: I never did get your name at the Bar and Grille last night...
Man: No... but you won't be getting it now either.
Woman: Why not?
Man: Well... what we had last night was special... but it wasn't that special babe.
*The man walks over to the door, the woman almost in tears now. He pauses for a moment, looking at her tear-filled eyes*
Man:... but I tell you what... if you'd like to ever see me again... just look in the HWA.
*The man gives another little smile, then walks out the door*
Woman, now crying: HWA? What in the hell is a HWA?!
*~*~* The shot fades out, then re-opens a couple of hours later at the newly re- opened HWA Arena. The parking garage for the HWA talent is rather full now, with the exception of a few stars. Soon, we see a familiar looking Cherry Red Seabring Convertible come rolling into the HWA Garage. "Cocky" by Kid Rock can be heard playing from the custom sound system as none- other then the "Wild One" of the HWA, Wild Thang, steps out of the car.
He smiles as he walks up to the Security building, noticing a new Security Guard. Wild Thang clears his throat a few times, but the new guard pays no attention.
Wild Thang, sounding a little miffed: Hey... you... yea... can I get some help over here today?
*Finally, the Officer comes over and opens up the window*
Security Officer: Yea... whudya-want?
Wild Thang: I'm here to sign in... I'm Wild Thang.
Security Officer: Wild Thang? Bah... I don't know why the hell they let your lazy ass back into this place.
Wild Thang, dropping his duffel bag on the floor: What the hell did you just say?!
Security Officer: You heard me lard nuts. You just plain suck! You couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag anymore... let alone ANY of the HWA talent they've got now!
Wild Thang, with a semi-sadistic look in his eyes: Is that so? What's your name boy?
Security Officer: My name? It's Bill... Bill Lee.
Wild Thang: Bill... Bill Lee? Well, listen here fruit-stuffer... I've been taking a LOT... and I MEAN... a LOT OF CRAP from measly little shits like you lately... and you know what?
*Bill Lee starts getting a little nervous, but still tries to look as tough as he can*
Bill Lee: What?
Wild Thang: I'M DAMN SICK OF IT!!!
*~*~* At that, Wild Thang grabs the little twerp by his shirt and pulls him through the window, cracking the glass as he does so. Wild Thang starts nailing the guard with lefts and rights, smacking him up, down, left, right, sideways, frontways, backways... and pretty much any other ways your pretty little head can think of. Finally, Wild Thang bends the guard over backwards, locks his arm behind his neck, lifts him up, and drills his head into the concrete with "The Party's Over".
Wild Thang, picking up his bag and signing in: Damn little bastards... this time... things WILL Change!
*~*~* With that, Wild Thang walks into the HWA Arena in search of his new dressing room... his SINGLE dressing room. That's right... On his own... for his own... No one matters now except one man...
OOC Note: No, Unstable is no more... but I think now that I'm back on my own in the HWA, Things will get better for the Wild One then the last run... and Jerry... Nice job so far... but it's all about to get started ;-) Feedback is always welcome!
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