Post by khardaway on Jun 11, 2007 17:32:47 GMT -5
The scene opens up to the locker room of the current WCF Tag Team Champions in Killswitch. Jay Williams, Spike Kane, and Reckless Jack are back on the XBOX 360, this time playing some little known game called Gears of War, you might have heard of it, people play it. All three of them are playing 3 on 3 "Execution Mode". Them three vs. people from the adolescent world on online play. Execution is simple. You can't kill them unless you know they are really dead. Curb stomp them, blow them up, just make sure they dont get the fuck up. And right now, Killswitch is...well killing the competition.
Spike Kane: Ohhh...curb stomped, bitch.
Reckless Jack: American History X style motherfuckers.
Jay Williams: Damn you guys for being better than me. I mean i'm holding up, but you bastards are taking all of the credit.
Spike Kane: Jason, I've been playing this game non-stop since it came out, don't think I can just kick your ass, mind you that "friendly fire" is on. I can blow you up with a rocket launcher.
Jay Williams: Bring it on, mother...
With that, Spike does just that and Jay blows up. He's dead and out of the current round. A guy on the game proclaims "Shit yeah!"
Jay Williams: Damn, there's my head flying in the distance.
The round is over as "Team Killswitch" wins the round and Jay is back in the swing of things, killing and taking names now. He's gotten used to it from the first time he's played the game though. That wasn't pretty.
Spike Kane: So how about Slam last night, great show, right?
Jay Williams: HEY! I was the only one in it last night doing something worth a damn, you came out and saved my ass.
Spike Kane: HEY! Did you see yourself in the mirror? You needed 3 stitches in the head.
Jay Williams: Nothing I never taken before. You're talking to the man who went through a steel ladder back in December, I was out for like 4 months. Luckily that was around the time I got Amy pregnant.
Reckless Jack: Speaking of the bimbo, where the hell has she been, haven't seen her for a week now.
Jay Williams: Probably napping or something. I know she ain't on maternity leave because...well, she ain't in labor yet. Way too early. Only thing I know, is that i'm glad she ain't here.
Spike Kane: Why do you think we've been playing 360 all day for the past couple days?
Jay Williams: True, Steve.
Spike Kane: What?
Jay Williams: Nothing.
Another loud explosion is heard as Jay goes to town on some guy with a fuckin' chainsaw, cutting the guy in half like a stick of butter, easier than god knows what. All of a sudden, Jay's cell phone starts ringing. Europe's "The Final Countdown" starts playing as his ringtone. Jack and Spike look at Jay.
Jay Williams: What?
Reckless Jack: That is AWESOME!
Jay opens up his cell phone.
Jay Williams: Hello?
Silence since we can't hear the other end.
Jay Williams: Yeah, everything's fine...why you ask?
Silence.
Jay Williams: No. NO NO NO! Get the fuck out of here.
Silence.
Jay Williams: No, stop fucking with me, ok. It's way too early. You know that doesn't happen until later, so stop messing with me, love.
Silence.
Jay Williams: Whatever. Ok...ok, love you too. Bye.
Jay closes his cellphone.
Reckless Jack: Who was that?
Jay Williams: Amy.
Spike Kane: What did she want?
Reckless Jack: I think I know what it is.
Jay Williams: She was calling wanting phone sex. I said no. She doesn't get any for awhile. Not fucking a preggers chick.
Reckless Jack: Oh.
Spike Kane: Thought she was in labor.
Jay Williams: NO! She's been pregnant for about 4 months, like hell that baby is coming that early. Think it's still a fetus or some sort.
Reckless Jack and Spike Kane: EWW!
Jay Williams: Sorry...let's get back to our match.
Spike Kane: Fair enough, Jim Bob. By the way, you've been killed like 10 times while you were on the phone.
Jay Williams: Motherfucker...
More explosions go down as the scene ends up fading.
Spike Kane: Ohhh...curb stomped, bitch.
Reckless Jack: American History X style motherfuckers.
Jay Williams: Damn you guys for being better than me. I mean i'm holding up, but you bastards are taking all of the credit.
Spike Kane: Jason, I've been playing this game non-stop since it came out, don't think I can just kick your ass, mind you that "friendly fire" is on. I can blow you up with a rocket launcher.
Jay Williams: Bring it on, mother...
With that, Spike does just that and Jay blows up. He's dead and out of the current round. A guy on the game proclaims "Shit yeah!"
Jay Williams: Damn, there's my head flying in the distance.
The round is over as "Team Killswitch" wins the round and Jay is back in the swing of things, killing and taking names now. He's gotten used to it from the first time he's played the game though. That wasn't pretty.
Spike Kane: So how about Slam last night, great show, right?
Jay Williams: HEY! I was the only one in it last night doing something worth a damn, you came out and saved my ass.
Spike Kane: HEY! Did you see yourself in the mirror? You needed 3 stitches in the head.
Jay Williams: Nothing I never taken before. You're talking to the man who went through a steel ladder back in December, I was out for like 4 months. Luckily that was around the time I got Amy pregnant.
Reckless Jack: Speaking of the bimbo, where the hell has she been, haven't seen her for a week now.
Jay Williams: Probably napping or something. I know she ain't on maternity leave because...well, she ain't in labor yet. Way too early. Only thing I know, is that i'm glad she ain't here.
Spike Kane: Why do you think we've been playing 360 all day for the past couple days?
Jay Williams: True, Steve.
Spike Kane: What?
Jay Williams: Nothing.
Another loud explosion is heard as Jay goes to town on some guy with a fuckin' chainsaw, cutting the guy in half like a stick of butter, easier than god knows what. All of a sudden, Jay's cell phone starts ringing. Europe's "The Final Countdown" starts playing as his ringtone. Jack and Spike look at Jay.
Jay Williams: What?
Reckless Jack: That is AWESOME!
Jay opens up his cell phone.
Jay Williams: Hello?
Silence since we can't hear the other end.
Jay Williams: Yeah, everything's fine...why you ask?
Silence.
Jay Williams: No. NO NO NO! Get the fuck out of here.
Silence.
Jay Williams: No, stop fucking with me, ok. It's way too early. You know that doesn't happen until later, so stop messing with me, love.
Silence.
Jay Williams: Whatever. Ok...ok, love you too. Bye.
Jay closes his cellphone.
Reckless Jack: Who was that?
Jay Williams: Amy.
Spike Kane: What did she want?
Reckless Jack: I think I know what it is.
Jay Williams: She was calling wanting phone sex. I said no. She doesn't get any for awhile. Not fucking a preggers chick.
Reckless Jack: Oh.
Spike Kane: Thought she was in labor.
Jay Williams: NO! She's been pregnant for about 4 months, like hell that baby is coming that early. Think it's still a fetus or some sort.
Reckless Jack and Spike Kane: EWW!
Jay Williams: Sorry...let's get back to our match.
Spike Kane: Fair enough, Jim Bob. By the way, you've been killed like 10 times while you were on the phone.
Jay Williams: Motherfucker...
More explosions go down as the scene ends up fading.
