Post by Lex Largon on Oct 19, 2009 15:25:58 GMT -5
(OCC: I now realise that this Rp could have gone into the backstage area but what ever it started outside so it still counts right?)
The scene opens up outside the MWA arena in the parking lot. As always the lights barely light the entire lot but the main lights have a way about shining down on the ground to them. Suddenly voices are heard. As we hear the commotion get louder and louder the sight finally comes into view. Lex Largon is walking fairly quickly with his travel bag slung over his left shoulder, over the other. Is the Hardcore Title brightly polished swaying with each step he takes. Closely following behind seem to be a group of fans. The majority of which is young girls, Screaming at the champion. The screams almost inaudible with every word. Soon Lex makes it inside waving one last time to his fans and continuing on down the hallway. Lex is wearing a leather jacket like usual, under the leather jacket is a 3 Inches Of Blood T-shirt proudly on display. Ripped jeans Finnish up his look along with his hair pulled back into a quick pony tail along with his trademark beard hanging from his face. Suddenly a voice is heard.
: Lex!, hey Lex!,do you have a second to talk?, I want to ask you somethings!
unexpectedly the voice is not of Sara Sanderson it's of an unknown female, Very pretty with long brunette locks hanging down to her shoulders wearing a fairly tight shirt a skirt to match. Lex does abit of a double take but quickly adjusts himself and answers.
Lex: Uhhhh..., yeah, sure i mean i have some stuff to do....but i don't see why not
Lex begins to chuckle as he is quickly cut off with the Young woman's high pitched voice nearly cutting the air clean in half with the sheer sound of her voice.
: Awesome!, I'm Casey, I'm a huge fan of your's you have no idea how long I've followed your career
Quickly Casey's attention is cut off before Lex can even begin to think of what to say with the first barrage of pleasantries Casey gazes in shock and awe at the Hardcore title hanging from Lex's shoulder.
Casey: My god!, is that really it?, i must be dreaming right?, this is just soo exciting...
Lex finally raises hand to try and calm Casey down and stop her constant shrieking. Lex then begins to speak.
Lex: Okay, first off i would like to thank you for your kind words. Second, Yes, this is the real deal Hardcore title. Third, I'm pretty sure your not dreaming cause i still have pants on. So with that I have to get going. Got some business to take care o.....
Casey cut's Lex off with a huge hug constricting her arm's around his abdominal region. Lex begins to show a picture of immense pain covering his face. He then begins to speak gasping for air.
Lex: Easy, easy my rib's aren't what they used to be. Not to mention the fact that they haven't gotten a chance to heal very much these past weeks.
Casey quickly releases her grasp with a look of fear on her face. As she speaks it sounds as if she is about to cry.
Casey: Oh no!, did i hurt you?. I'm soo sorry i promise it was an accident
Casey soon begins to cry as tears slowly fall down her face. Lex seems very taken back by the goings on and has a look of confusion running all across his face.
Lex: No,no,no,no...i'm fine no big deal I've felt worse. Look, please just don't cry.
Lex cracks an uneasy ear to ear smile at Casey. Soon Casey looks up an her face is stretched out with a smile as-well.
Casey: Okay no problem champ, I'll see you out there tonight? I've got front row tickets!
Before Lex can stop Casey she runs off down the hall with screeching glee. Lex's eyes turn to a quizzical stare as he scratches his head.
Lex: I've seen some messed up things in my days. tazer on a pole matches, seeing my own partner jump off a ladder into hundreds of tacks back first in the good old days. And then there is that. That, was a whole other level of weird.
Fans are heard laughing at the crazy scene that just unfolded. As well as cheering to the mention of The tazer on the poll match at ultimate risk that Lex successfully defended his hardcore title in.
The scene then end's as Lex begins to head into his Locker room getting ready for the night ahead, match or no-match.
The scene opens up outside the MWA arena in the parking lot. As always the lights barely light the entire lot but the main lights have a way about shining down on the ground to them. Suddenly voices are heard. As we hear the commotion get louder and louder the sight finally comes into view. Lex Largon is walking fairly quickly with his travel bag slung over his left shoulder, over the other. Is the Hardcore Title brightly polished swaying with each step he takes. Closely following behind seem to be a group of fans. The majority of which is young girls, Screaming at the champion. The screams almost inaudible with every word. Soon Lex makes it inside waving one last time to his fans and continuing on down the hallway. Lex is wearing a leather jacket like usual, under the leather jacket is a 3 Inches Of Blood T-shirt proudly on display. Ripped jeans Finnish up his look along with his hair pulled back into a quick pony tail along with his trademark beard hanging from his face. Suddenly a voice is heard.
: Lex!, hey Lex!,do you have a second to talk?, I want to ask you somethings!
unexpectedly the voice is not of Sara Sanderson it's of an unknown female, Very pretty with long brunette locks hanging down to her shoulders wearing a fairly tight shirt a skirt to match. Lex does abit of a double take but quickly adjusts himself and answers.
Lex: Uhhhh..., yeah, sure i mean i have some stuff to do....but i don't see why not
Lex begins to chuckle as he is quickly cut off with the Young woman's high pitched voice nearly cutting the air clean in half with the sheer sound of her voice.
: Awesome!, I'm Casey, I'm a huge fan of your's you have no idea how long I've followed your career
Quickly Casey's attention is cut off before Lex can even begin to think of what to say with the first barrage of pleasantries Casey gazes in shock and awe at the Hardcore title hanging from Lex's shoulder.
Casey: My god!, is that really it?, i must be dreaming right?, this is just soo exciting...
Lex finally raises hand to try and calm Casey down and stop her constant shrieking. Lex then begins to speak.
Lex: Okay, first off i would like to thank you for your kind words. Second, Yes, this is the real deal Hardcore title. Third, I'm pretty sure your not dreaming cause i still have pants on. So with that I have to get going. Got some business to take care o.....
Casey cut's Lex off with a huge hug constricting her arm's around his abdominal region. Lex begins to show a picture of immense pain covering his face. He then begins to speak gasping for air.
Lex: Easy, easy my rib's aren't what they used to be. Not to mention the fact that they haven't gotten a chance to heal very much these past weeks.
Casey quickly releases her grasp with a look of fear on her face. As she speaks it sounds as if she is about to cry.
Casey: Oh no!, did i hurt you?. I'm soo sorry i promise it was an accident
Casey soon begins to cry as tears slowly fall down her face. Lex seems very taken back by the goings on and has a look of confusion running all across his face.
Lex: No,no,no,no...i'm fine no big deal I've felt worse. Look, please just don't cry.
Lex cracks an uneasy ear to ear smile at Casey. Soon Casey looks up an her face is stretched out with a smile as-well.
Casey: Okay no problem champ, I'll see you out there tonight? I've got front row tickets!
Before Lex can stop Casey she runs off down the hall with screeching glee. Lex's eyes turn to a quizzical stare as he scratches his head.
Lex: I've seen some messed up things in my days. tazer on a pole matches, seeing my own partner jump off a ladder into hundreds of tacks back first in the good old days. And then there is that. That, was a whole other level of weird.
Fans are heard laughing at the crazy scene that just unfolded. As well as cheering to the mention of The tazer on the poll match at ultimate risk that Lex successfully defended his hardcore title in.
The scene then end's as Lex begins to head into his Locker room getting ready for the night ahead, match or no-match.