Post by Lex Largon on Dec 2, 2009 22:08:05 GMT -5
(OOC: Falco, Machine, Styles. Hope you guys don't mind me using you, if you want anything changed just sound off. Once again if this Role play isn't up to par it's due to lack of sleep lol so don't hate)
The scene opens up backstage after a short commercial break, The sounds of crew and equipment cluttering about can be faintly heard. The camera pans up and down the hallway when, suddenly, a crash rings out. Soon enough Falco Fusion is seen quickly moving down the hallway nearly sending by standers flying as he approaches a Locker room door and swings it open and franticly calls out. The camera quickly follows in as we see Lex Largon and Falco now sitting on a bench in the middle of talking among them selfs.
Falco: Look, i didn't say that i just wanted to know if your in the right space with your head. I mean you did go flying off the handle and attack Macho Steele.
Lex: I don't know if you knew this or not, but Macho is a sack of garbage. I could care less about his well being. But i care about my team mates well being, you know better then anybody i would never turn my back on you or the others.
Falco has a harsh look in his eyes as his face turns a little red as he being to speak.
Falco: Thats just it, i don't know if the guys and myself can trust you or not.
Lex stands up from the bench with a furious look spreading across his face and a look of shame billowing out from his eyes.
Lex: You think I'm gunna attack you or something Henry?, i would never do anything like that. Maybe to AL and the other sacks of low life scum that Align them selfs with Ritter.
Falco: What about Rod?
Lex: What about Rod!, i realize that he is a good guy that got sucked in. But as far as I'm concerned Brother!, he is just another enemy. But thats fine if you don't want me out there in the front lines with you guys then I'll go catch the next flight back to Vancouver.
Just as Lex turns and grabs his bags, Xander Styles and Machine come through the door way.
Machine: Whats going on in here we heard yelling
Xander Styles: Yeah, whats with all the ruckus.
Lex shoot the two men a look sliding one eyebrow up and one down in question.
Lex: These are the punks that are going to be backing you up, HA!, not to bad the one on the left kinda reminds me of myself when i was young. He ain't as pretty though.
Xander Styles face contorts into a semi smile with a bit of a snarl mixed. As lex drops his bag to the ground Falco gets up from his seat and approaches Lex, as he reaches Lex's side he hangs his arm over his Shoulder.
Falco: Look i didn't mean for you to take anything wrong i just know the horror stories of the Lex from before and as much as i would like to have that monster to fight along side with, i wouldn't want to face it afterward.
Machine looks confused and scratches his head.
Machine: What do you mean monster?, He looks like a hells angel to me......
Lex chuckles as he kicks his bag to the side of the room and heads back to the bench taking a seat and busting out an ice cold Molsen Canadian cracking it open and slamming the drink back.
Xander Styles: He drinks like one too.
Lex once again raises an eyebrow in question as he throws his beer to the side of the room slamming it against the wall and into the garbage can just below. He then walks over to the group of Falco Fusion, Machine, and Xander Styles. he huddles them in close like a team leader would as he begins to speak.
Lex: Now this may not be my team, I may be some old guy to you little squirts, but the one thing i know is i got your guys back it don't matter if you got mine. I'm used to watching my own back, but if you young guns want to watch my back then i thank you guys in advance. Now the past couple weeks we have been kicked around, especially yours truly. And i don't know about you guys but I've reached my Boiling point so when we go out there in that ring tonight, risking life and limb for the Next generation. OOOOOHhhh Brother, WATCH YOUR BACKS! Because when Falco Fusion, The rough cut, Xander Styles, and the other guy! come guns blazing you better check yourself before we wreck you in the process. Now let me hear a Next Gen......
The four men place their hand atop one another and throw them up as they shout
"NEXT GEN!"
they then collectively come together in a group hug as the scene fades with the cheers of The Next generation and MWA fans alike.
The scene opens up backstage after a short commercial break, The sounds of crew and equipment cluttering about can be faintly heard. The camera pans up and down the hallway when, suddenly, a crash rings out. Soon enough Falco Fusion is seen quickly moving down the hallway nearly sending by standers flying as he approaches a Locker room door and swings it open and franticly calls out. The camera quickly follows in as we see Lex Largon and Falco now sitting on a bench in the middle of talking among them selfs.
Falco: Look, i didn't say that i just wanted to know if your in the right space with your head. I mean you did go flying off the handle and attack Macho Steele.
Lex: I don't know if you knew this or not, but Macho is a sack of garbage. I could care less about his well being. But i care about my team mates well being, you know better then anybody i would never turn my back on you or the others.
Falco has a harsh look in his eyes as his face turns a little red as he being to speak.
Falco: Thats just it, i don't know if the guys and myself can trust you or not.
Lex stands up from the bench with a furious look spreading across his face and a look of shame billowing out from his eyes.
Lex: You think I'm gunna attack you or something Henry?, i would never do anything like that. Maybe to AL and the other sacks of low life scum that Align them selfs with Ritter.
Falco: What about Rod?
Lex: What about Rod!, i realize that he is a good guy that got sucked in. But as far as I'm concerned Brother!, he is just another enemy. But thats fine if you don't want me out there in the front lines with you guys then I'll go catch the next flight back to Vancouver.
Just as Lex turns and grabs his bags, Xander Styles and Machine come through the door way.
Machine: Whats going on in here we heard yelling
Xander Styles: Yeah, whats with all the ruckus.
Lex shoot the two men a look sliding one eyebrow up and one down in question.
Lex: These are the punks that are going to be backing you up, HA!, not to bad the one on the left kinda reminds me of myself when i was young. He ain't as pretty though.
Xander Styles face contorts into a semi smile with a bit of a snarl mixed. As lex drops his bag to the ground Falco gets up from his seat and approaches Lex, as he reaches Lex's side he hangs his arm over his Shoulder.
Falco: Look i didn't mean for you to take anything wrong i just know the horror stories of the Lex from before and as much as i would like to have that monster to fight along side with, i wouldn't want to face it afterward.
Machine looks confused and scratches his head.
Machine: What do you mean monster?, He looks like a hells angel to me......
Lex chuckles as he kicks his bag to the side of the room and heads back to the bench taking a seat and busting out an ice cold Molsen Canadian cracking it open and slamming the drink back.
Xander Styles: He drinks like one too.
Lex once again raises an eyebrow in question as he throws his beer to the side of the room slamming it against the wall and into the garbage can just below. He then walks over to the group of Falco Fusion, Machine, and Xander Styles. he huddles them in close like a team leader would as he begins to speak.
Lex: Now this may not be my team, I may be some old guy to you little squirts, but the one thing i know is i got your guys back it don't matter if you got mine. I'm used to watching my own back, but if you young guns want to watch my back then i thank you guys in advance. Now the past couple weeks we have been kicked around, especially yours truly. And i don't know about you guys but I've reached my Boiling point so when we go out there in that ring tonight, risking life and limb for the Next generation. OOOOOHhhh Brother, WATCH YOUR BACKS! Because when Falco Fusion, The rough cut, Xander Styles, and the other guy! come guns blazing you better check yourself before we wreck you in the process. Now let me hear a Next Gen......
The four men place their hand atop one another and throw them up as they shout
"NEXT GEN!"
they then collectively come together in a group hug as the scene fades with the cheers of The Next generation and MWA fans alike.
