Post by Mike Ragnal on Mar 23, 2007 21:27:34 GMT -5
*Mike Ragnal and Sasha Pehl are inside of a grocery store, Sasha with a backset in hand, looking at the items on the shelves. Mike is behind her, looking off in a pissed mood.*
MIKE: It's unbelievable. I was ready to take out Creeping Death, and he slips off my shoulders. Then what happens? Skyler Striker, the guy who goes to win it all, eliminates me. I can't believe I didn't even get a pin!
SASHA: Mhm, sure. *She takes a box of Shake and Bake off the shelves and looks at it with interest.* You know, I was wondering if we could try something with chicken tonight...
*Mike just hangs his head.*
MIKE: Were you even listening? Here I am, griping about War, and all you're thinking about is using a baked drumstick for-
SASHA: Dinner! Yes, dinner. *She quickly spins around to Mike and covers his mouth, and whispers at him through her smile.* Not the time, luv.
*Sasha uncovers his mouth, and Mike still looks upset.*
MIKE: Still, it's gonna be a while before I can get my hands on them. Death is working on that Ministry of Emo Cutters, Striker's too busy trying to become a double champion with the Hardcoe AND World titles...and where am I? I'm breaking in some guy by the name of Jimpy, that's what!
*The two walk out of the aisle and towards the registers. Sasha steps up to one and takes the following out of the basket:
box of Shake and Bake
2 packs of drumsticks
barbecue sauce
burrito wraps*
SASHA: It's simple, Mikey. You're not going to be able to make a name for yourself by beating up guys who won't be here a week later. What you should do, of course, is c-
CASHIER: Paper or plastic?
SASHA: Oh, paper.
*Sasha reaches into her wallet and takes some money out.*
SASHA: As I was saying, call out one of the older members. Take them on, and show them you can be at their level.
*Mike scratches his chin, and after a few seconds, Sasha recieves her change, and a smile grows on his face.*
MIKE: Yanno something? I think we'll have us some chicken tonight.
*As the two grab the bags of food and they leave the store, the scene fades out.*
MIKE: It's unbelievable. I was ready to take out Creeping Death, and he slips off my shoulders. Then what happens? Skyler Striker, the guy who goes to win it all, eliminates me. I can't believe I didn't even get a pin!
SASHA: Mhm, sure. *She takes a box of Shake and Bake off the shelves and looks at it with interest.* You know, I was wondering if we could try something with chicken tonight...
*Mike just hangs his head.*
MIKE: Were you even listening? Here I am, griping about War, and all you're thinking about is using a baked drumstick for-
SASHA: Dinner! Yes, dinner. *She quickly spins around to Mike and covers his mouth, and whispers at him through her smile.* Not the time, luv.
*Sasha uncovers his mouth, and Mike still looks upset.*
MIKE: Still, it's gonna be a while before I can get my hands on them. Death is working on that Ministry of Emo Cutters, Striker's too busy trying to become a double champion with the Hardcoe AND World titles...and where am I? I'm breaking in some guy by the name of Jimpy, that's what!
*The two walk out of the aisle and towards the registers. Sasha steps up to one and takes the following out of the basket:
box of Shake and Bake
2 packs of drumsticks
barbecue sauce
burrito wraps*
SASHA: It's simple, Mikey. You're not going to be able to make a name for yourself by beating up guys who won't be here a week later. What you should do, of course, is c-
CASHIER: Paper or plastic?
SASHA: Oh, paper.
*Sasha reaches into her wallet and takes some money out.*
SASHA: As I was saying, call out one of the older members. Take them on, and show them you can be at their level.
*Mike scratches his chin, and after a few seconds, Sasha recieves her change, and a smile grows on his face.*
MIKE: Yanno something? I think we'll have us some chicken tonight.
*As the two grab the bags of food and they leave the store, the scene fades out.*
