Post by marcuskaine on Apr 18, 2009 23:16:00 GMT -5
(Typos and slang are meant to insinuate a light southern accent)
"Fabz Jones walks into the locker room and notices Marcus sitting in the corner with his face buried in his hands"
Fabz : (Quickly walks over to attend to his friend) Hey, what's wrong mate? You awright?
Marcus : (Marcus looks up at Fabz with a seriously distressed look on his face) Damnit Fabz, I'm sorry bout lose'n that tag match for ya last monday, I.....I just dunno what went wrong brother, I mean, I thought we had em dead to rights but. . . . . *sigh* . . . I guess faith just wasn't enough this time....
Fabz : (slaps marcus on the back) No worries mate, everybody's bound to get a loss sooner or later, an this was your first am I right? And besides that, you still got a clean undefeated record in singles.
Marcus : That don't mean noth'n right now brother, I mean hell, I had the World Champ back'n me and I still couldn't even get past the second round of a simple tag tournament. . . How pathetic. . .
Fabz : C'mon man, you're putt'n way too much inta this whole situation, maybe tag matches just aren't your thing, I mean think about it, I was in that match myself Marc, and you were pull'n just as much weight as me mate,
Marcus : Aw....damnit ta hell, it's just that this was suppose to be my big break Fabz...my first taste of gold ya know. That huge push in the fed was suppose to get me and my wife closer ya know....and now, I dunno what i'm gonna do...
Fabz : Uh...What was that now?
Marcus : Oh.....yeah.......bout that......well.....*sigh*.... eh Terra's been give'n me tha cold shoulder for a few weeks now.....seems like she's been avoid'n me too, I'm guess'n it's got to be due to me not gett'n anywhere in tha fed ya know......That's the only thing I can think of anyway, so I figure, if I can just get a little gold, or get a good match that at least makes her think the fed is taking interest in me, she'll come back to her sweet, love'n self, that was my original plan anyway......
Fabz : uh....huh.....
Marcus : But anyway, thx for talk'n to me brother, I do actually feel a little better after gett'n all this crap off my chest.......I do have one more thing I wanna try though, I'm gonna go talk to another old friend of mine an see if we can't work out a little deal ta help me here, Mr. Money always seems to know how to help me outa bad spots.........what a nice guy.....
(Marcus get's up and leaves to find D Money before Fabz can respond, you can hear him mumble in the back ground "maybe I should get him a gift or somth'n, or would that seem gay? hmmm...")
(Fabz scratches his head)
Fabz : Dang, what an over dramatic fella he's turn'n out ta be....
"Fabz Jones walks into the locker room and notices Marcus sitting in the corner with his face buried in his hands"
Fabz : (Quickly walks over to attend to his friend) Hey, what's wrong mate? You awright?
Marcus : (Marcus looks up at Fabz with a seriously distressed look on his face) Damnit Fabz, I'm sorry bout lose'n that tag match for ya last monday, I.....I just dunno what went wrong brother, I mean, I thought we had em dead to rights but. . . . . *sigh* . . . I guess faith just wasn't enough this time....
Fabz : (slaps marcus on the back) No worries mate, everybody's bound to get a loss sooner or later, an this was your first am I right? And besides that, you still got a clean undefeated record in singles.
Marcus : That don't mean noth'n right now brother, I mean hell, I had the World Champ back'n me and I still couldn't even get past the second round of a simple tag tournament. . . How pathetic. . .
Fabz : C'mon man, you're putt'n way too much inta this whole situation, maybe tag matches just aren't your thing, I mean think about it, I was in that match myself Marc, and you were pull'n just as much weight as me mate,
Marcus : Aw....damnit ta hell, it's just that this was suppose to be my big break Fabz...my first taste of gold ya know. That huge push in the fed was suppose to get me and my wife closer ya know....and now, I dunno what i'm gonna do...
Fabz : Uh...What was that now?
Marcus : Oh.....yeah.......bout that......well.....*sigh*.... eh Terra's been give'n me tha cold shoulder for a few weeks now.....seems like she's been avoid'n me too, I'm guess'n it's got to be due to me not gett'n anywhere in tha fed ya know......That's the only thing I can think of anyway, so I figure, if I can just get a little gold, or get a good match that at least makes her think the fed is taking interest in me, she'll come back to her sweet, love'n self, that was my original plan anyway......
Fabz : uh....huh.....
Marcus : But anyway, thx for talk'n to me brother, I do actually feel a little better after gett'n all this crap off my chest.......I do have one more thing I wanna try though, I'm gonna go talk to another old friend of mine an see if we can't work out a little deal ta help me here, Mr. Money always seems to know how to help me outa bad spots.........what a nice guy.....
(Marcus get's up and leaves to find D Money before Fabz can respond, you can hear him mumble in the back ground "maybe I should get him a gift or somth'n, or would that seem gay? hmmm...")
(Fabz scratches his head)
Fabz : Dang, what an over dramatic fella he's turn'n out ta be....