Post by CK Malicious on Apr 16, 2008 23:18:56 GMT -5
This is a Joint piece from CK & Riles
The camera fades in as Lino walks absent-mindedly through the halls, clutching his stomach and the United States Championship belt over his shoulder. A loud growl rings out as Lino pauses, looking back and forth across the hall.
"God damn... Almost forgot, I haven't eaten yet, today... Where's that dip from catering when you need him...?" Lino groans, as he continues down the hall. A faint shuffling can be heard, as the camera turns around, showing two heads peeking out from around the corner: the Lunatic Fringe, both with a grin on their face.
They look at each other and start a slow creep behind Lino. Just as Lino stops to look left into an open room Scott and Evan Dissapear behind a metal production crew box. Lino takes a large stride into the doorway with a happy surprised look suddenly covering his glum face
"Oh, ho ho ho! What do we have here? Lobster pizza?! AWESOME!" Lino shouts, as a light clang can be heard. Evan and Scott peek into the room to see the cafeteria, and the United States Championship belt on the floor. Lino is quickly making his way across the room with a plate in hand.
Lino Sits and starts shovelling pizza into his eager face. Evan then looks either side of him and slowly walks... whistling as if minding his own business. He stands over the U.S title and proceeds to slide it along the floor to where Scott is. Scott quickly gathers up the belt and slides around the corner. Evan briskly walks back out to his partner. They both start laughing together not really knowing what to do with the liberated title, when they notice.....
The one and only CK Malicious walking down the hall, with the Hardcore Championship around his waist. Scott looks to Evan before flashing a number of gestures that look straight out of a military movie. Evan cocks an eyebrow as Scott dives across the hall like he's in a Die Hard knockoff and sets the U.S. title on a crate which he quickly ducks behind before gesturing for Evan to do the same.
Evan takes one last look around before joining his buddy. The two young men do a ghetto handshake and watch as CK Malicious makes a beeline for the belt.
Shit, Looks like people just want to give me the belts round here. Well if the lanky redneck don't want it...
CK drapes the US title over his left shoulder and notices Mikey and JC hand in hand entering the Boyz locker room.
Dudes check this shit out! And your NEW United States Champion!!
The three Boyz Malicious laugh together. JC just shakes his head.
Scott cocks an eyebrow as the three of them walk into the locker room. Scott then looks to Evan, and thinks hard for a moment before speaking. "Uh...'redneck'? Lino's from, like, Alaska, isn't he...?" Evan looks at Scott with a blank expression "When did CK win the U.S. Title?" Scott raises his eyebrows and just shakes his head. "Come on let's get outta here"
The camera fades in as Lino walks absent-mindedly through the halls, clutching his stomach and the United States Championship belt over his shoulder. A loud growl rings out as Lino pauses, looking back and forth across the hall.
"God damn... Almost forgot, I haven't eaten yet, today... Where's that dip from catering when you need him...?" Lino groans, as he continues down the hall. A faint shuffling can be heard, as the camera turns around, showing two heads peeking out from around the corner: the Lunatic Fringe, both with a grin on their face.
They look at each other and start a slow creep behind Lino. Just as Lino stops to look left into an open room Scott and Evan Dissapear behind a metal production crew box. Lino takes a large stride into the doorway with a happy surprised look suddenly covering his glum face
"Oh, ho ho ho! What do we have here? Lobster pizza?! AWESOME!" Lino shouts, as a light clang can be heard. Evan and Scott peek into the room to see the cafeteria, and the United States Championship belt on the floor. Lino is quickly making his way across the room with a plate in hand.
Lino Sits and starts shovelling pizza into his eager face. Evan then looks either side of him and slowly walks... whistling as if minding his own business. He stands over the U.S title and proceeds to slide it along the floor to where Scott is. Scott quickly gathers up the belt and slides around the corner. Evan briskly walks back out to his partner. They both start laughing together not really knowing what to do with the liberated title, when they notice.....
The one and only CK Malicious walking down the hall, with the Hardcore Championship around his waist. Scott looks to Evan before flashing a number of gestures that look straight out of a military movie. Evan cocks an eyebrow as Scott dives across the hall like he's in a Die Hard knockoff and sets the U.S. title on a crate which he quickly ducks behind before gesturing for Evan to do the same.
Evan takes one last look around before joining his buddy. The two young men do a ghetto handshake and watch as CK Malicious makes a beeline for the belt.
Shit, Looks like people just want to give me the belts round here. Well if the lanky redneck don't want it...
CK drapes the US title over his left shoulder and notices Mikey and JC hand in hand entering the Boyz locker room.
Dudes check this shit out! And your NEW United States Champion!!
The three Boyz Malicious laugh together. JC just shakes his head.
Scott cocks an eyebrow as the three of them walk into the locker room. Scott then looks to Evan, and thinks hard for a moment before speaking. "Uh...'redneck'? Lino's from, like, Alaska, isn't he...?" Evan looks at Scott with a blank expression "When did CK win the U.S. Title?" Scott raises his eyebrows and just shakes his head. "Come on let's get outta here"
