10-20-2014, 10:30 AM
Razor Ramon enters the room of his small hotel wearing his normal vest and jean shorts. He paces the room with his toothpick between his teeth. His hair is, as always, slicked back. Razor walks to the side of the bed and sits down. He pulls the drawer out on the sidetable and takes out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Razor flips open the cigarette box and takes one cigarette and places it between his lips. He takes the toothpick out and sets it on the nightstand. He lights the cigarette and takes a long drag on it. Razor stands up and walks out onto the balcony connected to his room. He looks out over the city of Greenville, South Carolina.
Hey-Yo. I'm Razuh Ramon. The BAD Guy of the XWF. You might think that you know some bad guys, but no way main. I'm the worst one around. I don't even know what a Lucius Fyre is, main. He came in talking about how he was an advocate of the devil or something, main? That ain't cool. How did a devil's advocate end up on Madness, main? He doesn't stand a ghost of a chance against a man oozing machismo like myself.
Razor slicks his hair back and walks back into the room. He grabs a bottle of Jack Daniels. He sets the lit cigarette on the edge of the balcony. Razor pops the top on the Jack Daniels and takes a long drink. He pulls the bottle down on the balcony and belches.
Nothing beats a day like this. Chillin' around, drinking some Jack, and smoking a Marlboro, main. They say my lifestyle is dangerous, but there's no other way I'd like to live. Lucius Fyre. What the hell kind of name is that, chico? Did you misspell it? Was it supposed to be Luscious Fire? Because if so, that's a really lame name main. You gonna come out with sparklers and wearing a pink tutu? Because I'll laugh my ass off and let you pin me if you do. If not, you're gonna be so close to The Razor's Edge that I'm going to cut off that ugly as hell haircut of yours.
Snip, snip Luscious!
Razor pours the rest of the content from the bottle over the edge and throws the bottle as far as he can. He watches at the bottle soars through the air and smashes into the car across the street. Razor begins laughing wildly and accidentally knocks the lit cigarette off the edge. He looks around for it and leans over the edge. He looks down and sees the overhang of the entry walkway to the front of the hotel and sees it lit on fire from the Jack and cigarette mix! Razor steps back from the edge with a shocked expression on his face. It quickly turns to a look of satisfaction as he laughs softly to himself.
Well, well, well. Looks like The Bad Guy strikes again! Madness, main... will be your downfall, Luscious.
Hey-Yo. I'm Razuh Ramon. The BAD Guy of the XWF. You might think that you know some bad guys, but no way main. I'm the worst one around. I don't even know what a Lucius Fyre is, main. He came in talking about how he was an advocate of the devil or something, main? That ain't cool. How did a devil's advocate end up on Madness, main? He doesn't stand a ghost of a chance against a man oozing machismo like myself.
Razor slicks his hair back and walks back into the room. He grabs a bottle of Jack Daniels. He sets the lit cigarette on the edge of the balcony. Razor pops the top on the Jack Daniels and takes a long drink. He pulls the bottle down on the balcony and belches.
Nothing beats a day like this. Chillin' around, drinking some Jack, and smoking a Marlboro, main. They say my lifestyle is dangerous, but there's no other way I'd like to live. Lucius Fyre. What the hell kind of name is that, chico? Did you misspell it? Was it supposed to be Luscious Fire? Because if so, that's a really lame name main. You gonna come out with sparklers and wearing a pink tutu? Because I'll laugh my ass off and let you pin me if you do. If not, you're gonna be so close to The Razor's Edge that I'm going to cut off that ugly as hell haircut of yours.
Snip, snip Luscious!
Razor pours the rest of the content from the bottle over the edge and throws the bottle as far as he can. He watches at the bottle soars through the air and smashes into the car across the street. Razor begins laughing wildly and accidentally knocks the lit cigarette off the edge. He looks around for it and leans over the edge. He looks down and sees the overhang of the entry walkway to the front of the hotel and sees it lit on fire from the Jack and cigarette mix! Razor steps back from the edge with a shocked expression on his face. It quickly turns to a look of satisfaction as he laughs softly to himself.
Well, well, well. Looks like The Bad Guy strikes again! Madness, main... will be your downfall, Luscious.