Post by D! on Nov 9, 2005 23:48:55 GMT -5
Lights up outside an NAPW locker room, the door of which proudly sports the nameplate "Khaos". D! walks up to it and knocks on the door. It opens.
KHAOS: D!
D!: Khaos.
They grip hands.
KHAOS: What's up, Champ?
D!: Well, first of all, I'm glad to see you here. Secondly, don't ever do that again.
KHAOS: (Confused.) What?
D!: Don't drop my name like that. NAPW fans don't care who you know. NAPW fans care what you do. And considering I think you're a talented buck, I wouldn't want the fans to think any less of you.
KHAOS: Oops.
D!: It's cool. You're fighting Joey Malone tonight?
KHAOS: Yeah! What's he like?
D!: Well, he's (air-quotes) "never" been "beaten", so you could make a good first impression. What are you using as a finisher?
KHAOS: The Doomsday.
D!: That old thing?
KHAOS: It's better than the Rockettes Kick of Doom.
D!: Nobody doesn't love the Rockettes Kick of Doom. Just remember where you come from, and fight like there's no quit.
KHAOS: I will, man. And remember who's got your back on Monday--
D!: Nobody has my back on Monday, Khaos. (Holds the NAPW Championship up.) This is a singles title, nobody helped me win it, and nobody helps me defend it. Got it?
KHAOS: Got it.
D!: Good. Now I'll be in the crowd tonight, okay? So entertain me.
KHAOS: You better believe it. Alex is in here. You wanna talk to Alex?
D!: Uh . . . no. Alex gives me the jibblies.
D! chuckles, punches Khaos' shoulder and heads off. Khaos grins, flexes his houlder, and heads back into the locker room as lights fade.
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With permission from Khaos.
KHAOS: D!
D!: Khaos.
They grip hands.
KHAOS: What's up, Champ?
D!: Well, first of all, I'm glad to see you here. Secondly, don't ever do that again.
KHAOS: (Confused.) What?
D!: Don't drop my name like that. NAPW fans don't care who you know. NAPW fans care what you do. And considering I think you're a talented buck, I wouldn't want the fans to think any less of you.
KHAOS: Oops.
D!: It's cool. You're fighting Joey Malone tonight?
KHAOS: Yeah! What's he like?
D!: Well, he's (air-quotes) "never" been "beaten", so you could make a good first impression. What are you using as a finisher?
KHAOS: The Doomsday.
D!: That old thing?
KHAOS: It's better than the Rockettes Kick of Doom.
D!: Nobody doesn't love the Rockettes Kick of Doom. Just remember where you come from, and fight like there's no quit.
KHAOS: I will, man. And remember who's got your back on Monday--
D!: Nobody has my back on Monday, Khaos. (Holds the NAPW Championship up.) This is a singles title, nobody helped me win it, and nobody helps me defend it. Got it?
KHAOS: Got it.
D!: Good. Now I'll be in the crowd tonight, okay? So entertain me.
KHAOS: You better believe it. Alex is in here. You wanna talk to Alex?
D!: Uh . . . no. Alex gives me the jibblies.
D! chuckles, punches Khaos' shoulder and heads off. Khaos grins, flexes his houlder, and heads back into the locker room as lights fade.
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With permission from Khaos.