Post by TPK/Acid on Feb 13, 2015 6:30:07 GMT -4
The scene opens in a pristine forest, the sun shining through the trees, casting multiple ominous shadows across the landscape. Two men, looking like they've recently seen fighting appear, and begin to walk deep into the forest, looking cautiously around, not knowing quite what to expect. A breeze begins to blow, rustling the tree tops. What started as a gentle breeze, grows stronger, and stronger. The shadows suddenly congeal into one enormous shadow, as a pair of giant wings begin flapping. A mighty roar sounds, as the dragon lands in front of the two men.
Matt: Another fucking dragon David!?
What was once a majestic forest, is now a lofty apartment. Three men are seen siting around a small wooden table, two of them have a sheet of paper, and various dice in front of them. The third man sits, with what appears to be a homemade book in front of him. The man with the book, is instantly recognized as TPK.
TPK: Dude, Dungeons and DRAGONS! It's right there in the title. Besides, I figure if we're going to do this, we might as well do it right.
Matt Acid, running his hair through his long blonde hair, cracks a wry smile having found no real fault in what TPK had said. Killian Fitzpatrick, now leans in toward Acid. Matt sensing the presence of Killian, turns his head in his gaming buddies direction, and cocks his eyebrow.
Killian: Not that I need to ask, but what exactly is your plan here?
Matt: Great question, I figure I approach this thing right...and without warning, I...PUNCH IT IN THE DICK!
Killian:*sigh* Of course, forget an actual strategy, let's just punch this giant FIRE BREATHING dragon, in...the...dick. And if that, for some odd reason, doesn't work Matt, then what?
Matt: Hmph, that's really simple. I come at him with the business end of this little guy!
Out of seemingly nowhere Matt Acid produces a claw hammer, and slams it down on the table. Killian jumps back, whilst TPK giggles at his trainees antics. Killian slowly shakes his head, really not looking forward of the consequences of telling Acid yet again, that his character doesn't have a claw hammer. But, as he begins to open his mouth to speak, a hand grabs onto his lips and forces the shut.
Matt: I know what you're going to say. But don't because it's right...fucking...here! So don't give me that whole "But you don't have a hammer!" shit man, I mean I don't exactly have monk robes but lookie RIGHT THERE!
Killian: Matt, just because you physically have that doesn't mean you would have it in the ga....Matt? You with us buddy? Helur, Matt?
TPK chuckles to himself as he watches Killian trying to snap Matt Acid out of whatever kind of daze he happens to be in. After a few moments though, he decides to snap his protege out of it. TPK calmly clears his throat, and leans out of attack range.
TPK: Matt, Killian drank the Mt. Dew you were saving for after the game.
All of a sudden Matt's hands jut out and clasp around Killian's throat. Killian slaps at Matt's hands futilely, until he sees TPK out of the corner of his vision about to bust a gut from laughing so hard. It's about this time that David Diamond walks through the door, and immediately begins shaking his head.
3D: Look, when I said you guys could use my place. I didn't think it'd be for some kind of homoerotic shit like this! You have to take that shit to a motel man!
Three sets of eyes lock onto David, who blows a plume of smoke into the air and casually approaches the fridge.
3D: Beer?
Matt and Killian Nod, while TPK sheepishly shakes his head and starts to say something, but is cut off by David Diamond who knowingly whips a root beer at The Psychotic Superstar.
3D: The hell you jokers up to?
TPK: D&D, these guys were about to fight a dragon!
3D:Shit, that's an easy fight. Just nail it in the cock!
Matt:See, I fucking told you guys that shit'd work!
3D:Seriously though guys, you know EVPW is back, right? You guys are wrestlers you could be...I dunno fucking wrestling!
Killian: Wish I could, I've got a few things I've really gotta take care of. But you three should give it a go.
TPK: Yeah, I don't know though. I was starting to get into this. I mean what, with the dragons, and elves, and all that fun stuff.
Diamond leans back in his recliner and thinks about how to get through to TPK on this. Finally he gets a brilliant pan, and slowly begins to lean forward again. Milking this moment for all he can, Diamond twirls his cigar between his thumb and pointer finger.
3D: Oh, but EVPW has those things. Think about it, you want dragons? What's more fierce than a dragon made of metal? You want elves, why I hear they have the most hyper one in all of the land down there in EVPW!
TPK:Shit! You're right man! Oh, Dude...just do yourself a favor do NOT punch Metal Dragon in the dick...won't end well, he gets bolt cutters out at that point, and aint nobody want any part of that.
Matt: Noted! So ummm...LARP then?
TPK: LARP it is, Diamond? LARP?
3D: The fuck is that...you know what, I don't need to know. If it gets me back in a wrestling promotion let's LARP this bitch up.
TPK: Then It's unanimous, I hereby declare that "The Knights of the Squared Circle" are heading to EVPW!
3D: Wait...what? Screw it, I'm still in!
TPK holds his fist out, and urges the other two men to do exactly the same. Once all three men are touching fists, TPK looks to his protege, and smiply nods.
Matt Acid: Certa per ignem!
The screen fades to black, and "Knights of the Squared Circle, coming soon!" are emblazoned onto the screen.
EoT
Comments welcomed
Matt: Another fucking dragon David!?
What was once a majestic forest, is now a lofty apartment. Three men are seen siting around a small wooden table, two of them have a sheet of paper, and various dice in front of them. The third man sits, with what appears to be a homemade book in front of him. The man with the book, is instantly recognized as TPK.
TPK: Dude, Dungeons and DRAGONS! It's right there in the title. Besides, I figure if we're going to do this, we might as well do it right.
Matt Acid, running his hair through his long blonde hair, cracks a wry smile having found no real fault in what TPK had said. Killian Fitzpatrick, now leans in toward Acid. Matt sensing the presence of Killian, turns his head in his gaming buddies direction, and cocks his eyebrow.
Killian: Not that I need to ask, but what exactly is your plan here?
Matt: Great question, I figure I approach this thing right...and without warning, I...PUNCH IT IN THE DICK!
Killian:*sigh* Of course, forget an actual strategy, let's just punch this giant FIRE BREATHING dragon, in...the...dick. And if that, for some odd reason, doesn't work Matt, then what?
Matt: Hmph, that's really simple. I come at him with the business end of this little guy!
Out of seemingly nowhere Matt Acid produces a claw hammer, and slams it down on the table. Killian jumps back, whilst TPK giggles at his trainees antics. Killian slowly shakes his head, really not looking forward of the consequences of telling Acid yet again, that his character doesn't have a claw hammer. But, as he begins to open his mouth to speak, a hand grabs onto his lips and forces the shut.
Matt: I know what you're going to say. But don't because it's right...fucking...here! So don't give me that whole "But you don't have a hammer!" shit man, I mean I don't exactly have monk robes but lookie RIGHT THERE!
Killian: Matt, just because you physically have that doesn't mean you would have it in the ga....Matt? You with us buddy? Helur, Matt?
TPK chuckles to himself as he watches Killian trying to snap Matt Acid out of whatever kind of daze he happens to be in. After a few moments though, he decides to snap his protege out of it. TPK calmly clears his throat, and leans out of attack range.
TPK: Matt, Killian drank the Mt. Dew you were saving for after the game.
All of a sudden Matt's hands jut out and clasp around Killian's throat. Killian slaps at Matt's hands futilely, until he sees TPK out of the corner of his vision about to bust a gut from laughing so hard. It's about this time that David Diamond walks through the door, and immediately begins shaking his head.
3D: Look, when I said you guys could use my place. I didn't think it'd be for some kind of homoerotic shit like this! You have to take that shit to a motel man!
Three sets of eyes lock onto David, who blows a plume of smoke into the air and casually approaches the fridge.
3D: Beer?
Matt and Killian Nod, while TPK sheepishly shakes his head and starts to say something, but is cut off by David Diamond who knowingly whips a root beer at The Psychotic Superstar.
3D: The hell you jokers up to?
TPK: D&D, these guys were about to fight a dragon!
3D:Shit, that's an easy fight. Just nail it in the cock!
Matt:See, I fucking told you guys that shit'd work!
3D:Seriously though guys, you know EVPW is back, right? You guys are wrestlers you could be...I dunno fucking wrestling!
Killian: Wish I could, I've got a few things I've really gotta take care of. But you three should give it a go.
TPK: Yeah, I don't know though. I was starting to get into this. I mean what, with the dragons, and elves, and all that fun stuff.
Diamond leans back in his recliner and thinks about how to get through to TPK on this. Finally he gets a brilliant pan, and slowly begins to lean forward again. Milking this moment for all he can, Diamond twirls his cigar between his thumb and pointer finger.
3D: Oh, but EVPW has those things. Think about it, you want dragons? What's more fierce than a dragon made of metal? You want elves, why I hear they have the most hyper one in all of the land down there in EVPW!
TPK:Shit! You're right man! Oh, Dude...just do yourself a favor do NOT punch Metal Dragon in the dick...won't end well, he gets bolt cutters out at that point, and aint nobody want any part of that.
Matt: Noted! So ummm...LARP then?
TPK: LARP it is, Diamond? LARP?
3D: The fuck is that...you know what, I don't need to know. If it gets me back in a wrestling promotion let's LARP this bitch up.
TPK: Then It's unanimous, I hereby declare that "The Knights of the Squared Circle" are heading to EVPW!
3D: Wait...what? Screw it, I'm still in!
TPK holds his fist out, and urges the other two men to do exactly the same. Once all three men are touching fists, TPK looks to his protege, and smiply nods.
Matt Acid: Certa per ignem!
The screen fades to black, and "Knights of the Squared Circle, coming soon!" are emblazoned onto the screen.
EoT
Comments welcomed
