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Post by SwitchBack on Oct 12, 2009 11:06:17 GMT -5
The camera catches Dante backstage striding purposefully to an, as yet, unknown location. The cameraman tails him as he rounds a corner and stops outside one of the many doors.
Knock knock.
The camera pans up until the nameplate can be clearly seen. J. Falcone ...
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Post by Werwulf on Oct 12, 2009 17:06:01 GMT -5
A voice on the other side makes it's way closer, and as the door swings wide open, Wulf is seen barking into a cell phone.
Werwulf: I don't care what he wants, Core and I aren't stepping one foot away from Jayden after that shit at Adrenalin. If he wants to talk, he's gotta come to us.
He looks forward into Dante's chest before sighing and looking up.
Werwulf: What is it?
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Post by SwitchBack on Oct 13, 2009 9:26:01 GMT -5
Dante looks down (way down) at the diminuitive figure before him.
D: Are you moonlighting as a receptionist now?
Dante lets out a loud laugh before regaining his composure and reverting to his usual sombre stance.
D: Where is your keeper? I must speak to him about MY Television Title. Your master shows wisdom in his ordered chaos, and it's time I took advantage of that to regain what is rightfully mine.
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Post by The Chupster on Oct 13, 2009 15:40:52 GMT -5
Out of nowhere, the Sinner Twins run up, both exhausted and out of breath.
Alex:[/b][/color] WULF!!! Dude, we...
He stops short and looks over Dante.
Alex:[/b][/color] Damn, he does look like he could be your dad.
Matt: OUR dad. Dick.
Alex (to Dante): Excuse us just a sec, pressing... (looks at Wulf) ...as in FUCKING URGENT business.
Werwulf rolls his eyes and sighs.
Werwulf: [/b][/color] What the fuck is it.
Matt: We just got here from the hotel. Our suite was trashed.
Werwulf: Fucking so?
Alex: The... package is missing.
Werwulf looks puzzled.
Alex: [/b] [/color]The... PACKAGE.
Matt: The furry... package.
Alex: It's fucking missing. Everything was torn to hell, the room is wrecked, and I might be wrong, but it looks a lot like someone took a needle to our condom supply.
Matt: Spermicidal lube EVERYWHERE.
Alex: It's a fucking massacre. I had to drop 3 tabs of X just to cope.
Werwulf: I give you incompetent bitches one thing to do- ONE THING to take care of, and you can't even manage that.
Matt: Hey, don't be harsh, we...
Werwulf: You don't seem to get it. There's only one person that would even care about that... package. With all of the crap going on, we don't want HIM in the mix.
Alex: Nah... there's no way.
Matt: We took care of him good. I mean, you break a guy's legs and air freight his ass to Finland sans cash and passport, he tends to STAY GONE.
Alex: ...and get the message. Couldn't be him.
Werwulf: Either way, keep this on the downlow, and STOP FUCKING SHIT UP. Now, I have business to attend to with our friend here. Get lost.
The Sinners, reasonably chastised, slink off while Werwulf continues his discussion with Dante.
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Post by Werwulf on Oct 13, 2009 19:33:33 GMT -5
Wulf watches as The Sinners take their leave before looking back to Dante and snorting.
Werwulf: Whatever..just mind yourself, we have taken measures.
As Dante makes his way into the room, 25 web cams all turn their attention to him, and follow as he and Wulf make their way to a cage wall in the middle of the room. Wulf pulls out a ring of keys, selects one, then proceeds to open the cage.
As they make their way through, the view changes to see Manticore, in a Halloween cop outfit, standing next to a giant plastic bubble, ala the Pope Mobile, completely surrounding the entire desk area of Jayden's office, with a very irate and flustered looking Jayden with his face smashed against the Plexiglas.
Werwulf: Alright, keep it short. Points to a box with a red button and speaker near Core. Press the button, talk into it and he'll respond.
Manticore: Least we think; he's been like that since he woke up in there. But ya gotta take precautions in these trying times, ya know?
Wulf nods.
Werwulf: Oh ya, the Sinners lost the 'package'.
Manticore: Package? Did they use the private account to order sex toys again?
Werwulf: They've done that before?? Like, is it actually possible to use that account for that?!? Core nods and Wulf smiles. Niiiice. Oh, anyway, no, the 'furry package'.
Core's eyes widen.
Manticore: How did they find your fur suit??
At this, Dante gets a puzzled look as Wulf's eyes bulge. He immediately rushes to Core and whispers in his ear.
Manticore: OOHHhhh, that furry package...uh Looks to Dante. ignore that last comment, it's struck from the record.
Dante just stares for a moment before redirecting his gaze to Jayden's face, which is still plastered to the Plexiglas in perma angry face, then to the red button.
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Post by SwitchBack on Oct 14, 2009 4:40:20 GMT -5
Dante steps towards the contraption presented in front of him, leans forward and pushes the red button.
D: Seems like you've landed yourself in a lot of bother recently. Your Creatures's grip on OCW has been slipping as of late, so perhaps you could do with some hired muscle round here? Make no mistake, I will not affiliate myself with the cTn, but if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours ...
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Post by Werwulf on Oct 14, 2009 16:52:25 GMT -5
Dante and the Puppets look at Jayden, who finally backs away and eases up on his angry face, only to roll his eyes and sigh. Wulf goes up to the device.
Werwulf: Dude, ya can't be like this forever. Dante is making a proposition, don't leave him hanging.
At this, Jayden puts his hands on his hips and begins to yell, or at least it's assumed, as nothing can be heard. Core and Wulf look to one another questioningly.
Obviously annoyed, Jayden composes himself, points to the device near Dante, then spreads his arms wide and swings a full 360 degrees in his bubble and shrugs. A light flickers in Core's mind.
Manticore: Uhh...did you bring the second device.
Werwulf: Ya, I'm pretty sure. I set in on the dresser before we left and....
The realization dawns.
Werwulf: awww FUCK!!
Wulf sighs as Core face palms. Jayden, sensing things will finally be fixed, seems over joyed. Wulf and Core head to the back of the bubble where a door resides, and after fumbling with his key ring, the door is unlocked and opened. Jayden hastily dashes out and promptly smacks both Puppets in the head.
Jayden: Dicks...you said me getting shit face drunk would be fun, don't worry if you're not legal yet, it'll be cool...
Manticore: But it was for your own goo...
Jayden: Shove it. Now turns to Dante I'm decent at reading lips, so unless I'm wrong, you were offering, services if you will, but you wish to retain no affiliations with the Creatures, yes?
Dante nods.
Jayden: I see...well, Dante, I can help you in ways you can only imagine right now, but I need more of a...committment...
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Post by SwitchBack on Oct 15, 2009 3:58:36 GMT -5
Dante pauses and scratches his chin while he considers his next move before shaking his head and heading towards the door. As he reaches out for the door handle, he pauses once again before turning back to face the remaining occupants of the room.
Dante: Just what is it you are proposing, Mr Falcone?
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Post by Werwulf on Oct 15, 2009 4:37:09 GMT -5
Jayden smiles.
Jayden: I will gladly get you a title match, I'll even toss in the stip of letting you pick the match.
He goes over to a cabinet and proceeds to take something out of it. He then comes back to Dante.
Jayden: However, I'm going to need you to commit. Are you willing to sign your soul to the Devil?
Jayden takes the object from the cabinet and unfolds it, holding it before Dante. It's a shirt with three simple letters...
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Post by SwitchBack on Oct 15, 2009 5:25:58 GMT -5
Dante: I am not concerned with the stipulations of matches. My record in one-on competition speaks for itself; I have no need to resort to specialisms - put one opponent in front of me and that opponent will scream for mercy from the Triangle Stretch, or be sent home with their tail between their legs after I show them Dante's Inferno.
Dante takes the shirt offfered to him and examines it for a few seconds.
Dante: It is unfortunate that one of your Creatures currently has his hands on MY title; a title that was taken away from me in a pathetic gimmick match. No matter, the gold is destined to wrap itself around my waist again, whether you to choose to appease me or not.
Dante turns and opens the office door ...
Dante: You shall have your answer come Adrenalin.
... and steps out into the hallway.
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