Post by Phenomenal AJ Riles on Sept 7, 2009 5:32:41 GMT -5
The camera fades in to show the shot of none other than the brain-dead Riley Taylor, fast asleep on the couch in his larger-than-it-reasonably-should-be-for-one-actively-contracted-person locker room. A twitch is seen before something akin to a battle-cry escapes the mouth of the unconscious Riley.
"I WILL EAT YOUR FACE!" Riley shoots up to a sitting position as he screams, the camera giving a violent shake as his skull makes hard contact. Unfazed, Riley slumps backs down and returns to his dream-laden bliss. Kim Bailleaux looks to him and gives a sigh before approaching him. She grabs him by the wrist and pulls him off of the couch, his body causing a heavy thud when he hits the ground.
"Nnh... Whadjya do that for?" Riley whines, rubbing the back of his skull, finally coming to. Kim sighs again, placing her hands on her hips.
"You know you slept through the last show, right?"
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah. So you won't be getting paid this week."
"Dah, crap. Guess that means I won't be pre-ordering the new OCW game tonight, then..."
"I'd say that's the least of your worries..."
"Oh, that reminds me! We ever hear back from Haze?"
"Well, we WERE at his locker room a while ago, and you wandered off. And for whatever reason, the cameraman decided to follow, so Haze said he'd get back to us. Again. So, I took the liberty of inviting him here. He should arrive before too long, so try to stay with us this time, alright?" Kim asks, flicking Riley on the forehead. He lets out a slight irritated whine, just as there is a knock on the door...
"I WILL EAT YOUR FACE!" Riley shoots up to a sitting position as he screams, the camera giving a violent shake as his skull makes hard contact. Unfazed, Riley slumps backs down and returns to his dream-laden bliss. Kim Bailleaux looks to him and gives a sigh before approaching him. She grabs him by the wrist and pulls him off of the couch, his body causing a heavy thud when he hits the ground.
"Nnh... Whadjya do that for?" Riley whines, rubbing the back of his skull, finally coming to. Kim sighs again, placing her hands on her hips.
"You know you slept through the last show, right?"
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah. So you won't be getting paid this week."
"Dah, crap. Guess that means I won't be pre-ordering the new OCW game tonight, then..."
"I'd say that's the least of your worries..."
"Oh, that reminds me! We ever hear back from Haze?"
"Well, we WERE at his locker room a while ago, and you wandered off. And for whatever reason, the cameraman decided to follow, so Haze said he'd get back to us. Again. So, I took the liberty of inviting him here. He should arrive before too long, so try to stay with us this time, alright?" Kim asks, flicking Riley on the forehead. He lets out a slight irritated whine, just as there is a knock on the door...
