Post by Odin Balfore on Jun 8, 2012 10:27:37 GMT -5
* Odin starts to trot up to Santiago as he sends his date away. He catches up to Santiago, putting his hand on his shoulder. *
Odin: I knew you’d see it my way, Beezy.
* Santiago groans. *
Santiago: Whatever Mav’.
Odin: Besides, I took the Alliance to the top in WCF. We were undefeated. I understand if your jelous of my success as you have to settle for the life of the common man.
* Santiago knocks Odin’s hand away. *
Santiago: I’m not settling. This is the life I want. OK? ME! Not us, certainly not you, just me!
Odin: You’re being selfish.
* Santiago stops dead in his tracks and turns to Odin. *
Santiago: Selfish!? Selfish? You dare call my life selfish? Mav’, I’m in love with the most amazing and beautiful women an I intend to spend the rest of my life with her. You!
* Santiago digs his finger into Odin’s chest. *
Santiago: It’s YOU, you fucking lummox, that’s being selfish.
Odin: Maybe so but I’m not the one in a three piece monkey suit that some chick picked out for me to match her favorite fucking flowers from when she was a little girl. I’m not even inside yet but I can already tell that you had little to do with this other then play a pawns part. Look around you, Beezy. This is the dream of every little girl. This is NOT the dream of a man, especially men like us. Now you can hate me and be pissy all you want but you know I’m right. You’re jealous and you’re mad that I continue to live the life that we’ve led longer then you’ve even known this women. You’re jealous and you’re mad that you can’t be on the road with me, that you chose to give it up.
I understand that its YOUR choice but what about OUR choice, our friendship. I wanted to come here and see you and the life you chose with out me, with out The Alliance. I’m happy for you, why can’t you be happy for me; for what I continue in honor of what we’ve accomplished? I’m not here for me, I’m here for you, even if there is no us. So, you’re welcome.
Santiago: You’re a dick.
* Odin smiles a cheesy smile. *
Odin: You forget, I always was.
* Odin removes Santiago’s finger from his chest. *
Santiago: Just don’t embarrass me.
Odin:… and still am.
* Odin kicks down the door and proclaims loudly to the crowd. *
Odin: Sup, bitches!? Man, is it hot up in this bitch, am I right? If my ass was anymore swampy right now, I could pull a crawfish from it --
* Odin turns to Santiago. *
Odin: which I heard was NOT on the menu!
* he looks back to the crowd. *
Odin: Now if ya’ll excuse me, I gotta change out of my driving suit- just a moment.
Santiago; Wait, you have a driving suit? You wear that just to drive?
Odin: yeah, of coarse.
* Odin says matter-a-factly. *
Odin: Don’t you have one?
Santiago: I don’t normally drive in a suit.
Odin: Then you ain’t DROVE before. Excuse me Beezy..
* Odin walks off to his right towards the bathrooms. Odin walks into the bathroom as Santiago motions to Conrad, Shane and Gill, then to the bathroom. The “nod “ to go take care of the Odin Balfore problem. The three eagerly make they’re way to the bathroom and before long there’s a loud raucous with a lot of crashing and banging. The guests unfamiliar to The Alliances practices look on in horror. This goes on for a few minutes before the door is kicked open with a disheveled Conrad trying to crawl all, looking beat to shit as he cries out. *
Conrad: Loretta, Loretta, get my shot gun.. Get my shot gun.. With the silver bullet- --
* Because only Conrad would bring a shot gun with silver bullets to a wedding.*
* Before he can finish his sentence, he gets dragged back inside, yet he clings to the door frame with all of his might and pleads to the crowd. *
Conrad: Shoot her! SHOOT her!!
* Conrad gets dragged back inside, kicking and screaming like its his average Friday night with Loretta. This continues for a few more minutes before Odin emerges all tattered, torn and soaking wet with Gilligan on his shoulder. Shane comes out right after as they all bump fists.*
Odin: I didn’t know Conrad could still punch like that.
Shane: I know, right? I think I’m missing a tooth.
* Shane checks himself to see that he’s indeed missing a few but doesn’t notice. *
Odin: Na, you’re good. Thanks for helping me back there.
Shane: Hey, its TPA, baby.
Odin: I know, thank you.
* Odin shouts across the hall towards Santiago. *
Odin: See Beezy, Shaniac remembers. He’s on board, why can’t you?! You’ll be fuckin fat bitches in no time!
Santiago: Shut up!
Odin: Think about it, Beezy! You think about it an I’ll be over grabbing some grub.
Santiago: Leave! Now! I told you, one incident an you’re gone. Now, you’re gone!
Odin: So come over here and make me! I hope the bride didn’t hear me!
Shane: Odin man, be chill. That’s over the line.
Odin: Or.. Do you not want to cripple another brother.. Whoopps.. Did I just say that out loud?!
* No, THAT’S over the line. *
Odin: I hope the bride didn’t hear me!
* Thankfully she’s off in another part of the building. *
* Fed up, Santiago storms over to Odin and gets right in his face.. Er.. Chest.. *
Santiago: Either you leave now or I MAKE you leave. Its your choice but I won’t let you ruin this.
Odin: For who?
Santiago: Leave, Maverick!
* Odin shrugs. *
Odin: I don’t know, Beezy. I might need a super kick- that is, if you can still reach.
Santiago: Don’t test me.
Odin: Oh, Beezy, I have an I gotta say… I’m not impressed.
* Odin turns to Shane and fists bumps him again. *
Odin: It’s been real, Shaniac. Enjoy the rest of the party.
* Gilligan jumps over to Shane’s shoulder as Odin walks off but stops at the gift table and pulls out a large envelope and places it amongst the gifts and the scantly clad women with the bow on her tits, obvious present from Gilligan before calmly walking out of the hall. *
~FINN
Odin: I knew you’d see it my way, Beezy.
* Santiago groans. *
Santiago: Whatever Mav’.
Odin: Besides, I took the Alliance to the top in WCF. We were undefeated. I understand if your jelous of my success as you have to settle for the life of the common man.
* Santiago knocks Odin’s hand away. *
Santiago: I’m not settling. This is the life I want. OK? ME! Not us, certainly not you, just me!
Odin: You’re being selfish.
* Santiago stops dead in his tracks and turns to Odin. *
Santiago: Selfish!? Selfish? You dare call my life selfish? Mav’, I’m in love with the most amazing and beautiful women an I intend to spend the rest of my life with her. You!
* Santiago digs his finger into Odin’s chest. *
Santiago: It’s YOU, you fucking lummox, that’s being selfish.
Odin: Maybe so but I’m not the one in a three piece monkey suit that some chick picked out for me to match her favorite fucking flowers from when she was a little girl. I’m not even inside yet but I can already tell that you had little to do with this other then play a pawns part. Look around you, Beezy. This is the dream of every little girl. This is NOT the dream of a man, especially men like us. Now you can hate me and be pissy all you want but you know I’m right. You’re jealous and you’re mad that I continue to live the life that we’ve led longer then you’ve even known this women. You’re jealous and you’re mad that you can’t be on the road with me, that you chose to give it up.
I understand that its YOUR choice but what about OUR choice, our friendship. I wanted to come here and see you and the life you chose with out me, with out The Alliance. I’m happy for you, why can’t you be happy for me; for what I continue in honor of what we’ve accomplished? I’m not here for me, I’m here for you, even if there is no us. So, you’re welcome.
Santiago: You’re a dick.
* Odin smiles a cheesy smile. *
Odin: You forget, I always was.
* Odin removes Santiago’s finger from his chest. *
Santiago: Just don’t embarrass me.
Odin:… and still am.
* Odin kicks down the door and proclaims loudly to the crowd. *
Odin: Sup, bitches!? Man, is it hot up in this bitch, am I right? If my ass was anymore swampy right now, I could pull a crawfish from it --
* Odin turns to Santiago. *
Odin: which I heard was NOT on the menu!
* he looks back to the crowd. *
Odin: Now if ya’ll excuse me, I gotta change out of my driving suit- just a moment.
Santiago; Wait, you have a driving suit? You wear that just to drive?
Odin: yeah, of coarse.
* Odin says matter-a-factly. *
Odin: Don’t you have one?
Santiago: I don’t normally drive in a suit.
Odin: Then you ain’t DROVE before. Excuse me Beezy..
* Odin walks off to his right towards the bathrooms. Odin walks into the bathroom as Santiago motions to Conrad, Shane and Gill, then to the bathroom. The “nod “ to go take care of the Odin Balfore problem. The three eagerly make they’re way to the bathroom and before long there’s a loud raucous with a lot of crashing and banging. The guests unfamiliar to The Alliances practices look on in horror. This goes on for a few minutes before the door is kicked open with a disheveled Conrad trying to crawl all, looking beat to shit as he cries out. *
Conrad: Loretta, Loretta, get my shot gun.. Get my shot gun.. With the silver bullet- --
* Because only Conrad would bring a shot gun with silver bullets to a wedding.*
* Before he can finish his sentence, he gets dragged back inside, yet he clings to the door frame with all of his might and pleads to the crowd. *
Conrad: Shoot her! SHOOT her!!
* Conrad gets dragged back inside, kicking and screaming like its his average Friday night with Loretta. This continues for a few more minutes before Odin emerges all tattered, torn and soaking wet with Gilligan on his shoulder. Shane comes out right after as they all bump fists.*
Odin: I didn’t know Conrad could still punch like that.
Shane: I know, right? I think I’m missing a tooth.
* Shane checks himself to see that he’s indeed missing a few but doesn’t notice. *
Odin: Na, you’re good. Thanks for helping me back there.
Shane: Hey, its TPA, baby.
Odin: I know, thank you.
* Odin shouts across the hall towards Santiago. *
Odin: See Beezy, Shaniac remembers. He’s on board, why can’t you?! You’ll be fuckin fat bitches in no time!
Santiago: Shut up!
Odin: Think about it, Beezy! You think about it an I’ll be over grabbing some grub.
Santiago: Leave! Now! I told you, one incident an you’re gone. Now, you’re gone!
Odin: So come over here and make me! I hope the bride didn’t hear me!
Shane: Odin man, be chill. That’s over the line.
Odin: Or.. Do you not want to cripple another brother.. Whoopps.. Did I just say that out loud?!
* No, THAT’S over the line. *
Odin: I hope the bride didn’t hear me!
* Thankfully she’s off in another part of the building. *
* Fed up, Santiago storms over to Odin and gets right in his face.. Er.. Chest.. *
Santiago: Either you leave now or I MAKE you leave. Its your choice but I won’t let you ruin this.
Odin: For who?
Santiago: Leave, Maverick!
* Odin shrugs. *
Odin: I don’t know, Beezy. I might need a super kick- that is, if you can still reach.
Santiago: Don’t test me.
Odin: Oh, Beezy, I have an I gotta say… I’m not impressed.
* Odin turns to Shane and fists bumps him again. *
Odin: It’s been real, Shaniac. Enjoy the rest of the party.
* Gilligan jumps over to Shane’s shoulder as Odin walks off but stops at the gift table and pulls out a large envelope and places it amongst the gifts and the scantly clad women with the bow on her tits, obvious present from Gilligan before calmly walking out of the hall. *
~FINN
