Post by Torture on Jun 23, 2006 0:00:10 GMT -5
- A black sweatshirt hoodie. It's over his head. Black basketball shorts. Short white socks. Ankle short. White Nike shoes. 9:42 PM. The sun just went down in The City of Angels. (LA, Cali). Torture is jogging. Sweat pouring down the brows over his eyes, and dripping to the sidewalks off the tip of his nose. Residential area. Harldy any cars moving. Hardly any lights. Just the house lights that people left on, or are leaving on for the evening. Torture's by himself. The way he likes it when he's working out. He's thinking to himself.. just thinking..
I'll never beat J.J.?
- Takes a quick turn down an alley.
I think he thinks i'm some mid-carder... or some newbie.. or something. Hell, i'm twenty-one years old and done more than most WCF Veterans. I've even took out all of the WCF Veterans... I'm the coolest god damn cat in the nieghborhood..
- Torture comes out of the alley and onto another block.
I'll never beat him? No ones ever beat me! As far as i'm concerned, he's already lost several times before. What kind of record is that? He's a nothing to me.
- Torture waves at a group of kids. Tort only knows them, because of their parents. The group of kids wave back from the front yard their standing/playing in.
I mean.. He's intimidated already. He has to be. Most people only talk about getting new gyms when they're on a losing streak. Outcast had to go back to his old high school gym after I swept his legs out from underneath him. Hellz Angel destroyed his old gym because I took him out in 5 minutes or so. J.J. wants to work out at a new gym? Be my guest. It won't get you anywhere.. look at me! hah!
- Torture begins to slow down and then slowly comes to a slow pace, it's called walking. He turns into an apartment parking lot. He walks up to his front door and opens it. He takes his sweatshirt off to show his awesome upper body with a few tats. He closes the door and the scene fades out.
I'll never beat J.J.?
- Takes a quick turn down an alley.
I think he thinks i'm some mid-carder... or some newbie.. or something. Hell, i'm twenty-one years old and done more than most WCF Veterans. I've even took out all of the WCF Veterans... I'm the coolest god damn cat in the nieghborhood..
- Torture comes out of the alley and onto another block.
I'll never beat him? No ones ever beat me! As far as i'm concerned, he's already lost several times before. What kind of record is that? He's a nothing to me.
- Torture waves at a group of kids. Tort only knows them, because of their parents. The group of kids wave back from the front yard their standing/playing in.
I mean.. He's intimidated already. He has to be. Most people only talk about getting new gyms when they're on a losing streak. Outcast had to go back to his old high school gym after I swept his legs out from underneath him. Hellz Angel destroyed his old gym because I took him out in 5 minutes or so. J.J. wants to work out at a new gym? Be my guest. It won't get you anywhere.. look at me! hah!
- Torture begins to slow down and then slowly comes to a slow pace, it's called walking. He turns into an apartment parking lot. He walks up to his front door and opens it. He takes his sweatshirt off to show his awesome upper body with a few tats. He closes the door and the scene fades out.
