[The scene opens up to JB inside Tommy’s crib, where both men are sitting on the couch, surfing the channels, bro shit pretty much. As Tommy was flickering through channels, JB pulls out his phone and noticed he had a few “likes” off tinder and was messaging in the process. Then Tommy tries to peak over his, while he swayed himself to the side.]
“T, what the fuck bro?”
“C’mon JB, you know I am a curious man…. gotta know what’s going on with you smiling, did you get some Tula nude pics or something? If you do, what her feet look like doe?”
“Nah man, i wish though… but meh, it’s some chick who like 24, pro black, and overall a baddie to boot. I matched with her since we came back to your crib from the PPV.”
“How long you’ve been talking to her?”
“Around like 3 to 4 days or so… she told me she’s around our area, and she’d like to meet up with me safe.”
“Okay then, well… when’s the meeting up happening?”
“She told me around like 6 in the evening at a local park, she wants us to take a stroll in the cold air. You know that soft shit.”
“Oh so y’all gonna be holding hands and stuff like that? Be careful bruh, you know we still in rona n shit.”
“I know I know, she good… oh yeah before I forget, make sure you check up on Reggie, he ins’t feeling to well with what went down.”
[Tommy nods his head and focuses on the TV, then JB noticed it was 5:30pm on his phone and he quickly hops off the couch to go get ready. Then about fifteen minutes later, he comes out of the guest room in his red Rey Mysterio mask, black jeans, a hoodie with his black sneakers on. As he head out the door, Tommy takes a look at him.]
“Lookin fly JB, I hope she’ll make it and see what you are all about… I know you be getting some tonight!”
[JB laughs and heads out the door, as it was 6pm, he was standing at park bench watching people passing by. Then he looks into his phone at a picture of girl who told him to meet him there, then as time passes JB then starts to worry something is up. Then he looks at the messenger, and text it her on it. It was reaching to 8:54pm and he decided to leave the area to go back to Tommy’s house. Then we see Reggie and Tommy sitting on the couch watching TV, as JB opens the door with anger and they all try to talk to him.]
“Dude what’s up, did she make it?”
“Nah man, she didn’t make it… I got stood up by her. It fucking sucks that I waited for her out into the cold air at night, made me feel foolish for being played by this ho. But it’s alright tho… its all games and bullshit anyways, so no more being on that app.”
[Reggie then come up to JB and taps him on the shoulder, in a manner of agreeing with him.]
“Fuck em, these apps are a young people’s game, only the hottest of the hottest can score. Unlike the three of us, we can’t get girls!”
[Tommy comes up to them.]
“Nah man, we can… but you know, the universe doesn’t cater too ugly and contempt type of people … and we pretty much on the bottom ladder of being good looking to others.”
“That’s a lie, Tommy you had Jonee and Sophia mixed with a child…Reggie you had told me about your childhood girl and you mentioned slightly about your bm and child..”
[Reggie then puts his head down, and scratches his neck. Then he looks at JB like if he pulled a nerve on him.]
“Lets not go there man, i’m beyond on that… and i’m quite shocked that you needed to bring up our past encounters JB.. what about yours huh?… we know what you did with your wife, son, and your auntie who got killed in the process by your presents. You seem to bring back luck onto others, which is why your date no showed on you.”
[JB then looks at Reggie, as if he was insulted by what he said. JB then gets a bit mad over it, and clenched his fist like if wanted to beat Reggie’s ass, but Tommy quickly cut the tension down.]
“Fellas, fuck it… what happened in the past, is the past… it’s 2021, and it’s a new year right? So lets all chill the fuck out, and not pay any mind to these hoes. Let me order some pizzas and some wings, with side of soda, and watch some shitty netflix films or maybe some knock off Alias/Smith porn!”
[Reggie and JB look at JB with a “dafuq” look at him, as he laughs in a jokey manner then heads into his room to order the food, then both men sit at the chairs next to his kitchen table. As Reggie had his head down, JB then pats him on the shoulder to get his attention.]
“Look Reggie, I know i am not saint… i’m nowhere near a perfect as any man, I had it rough too myself, I only had my mother take care of me and raise me right, but I was too stubborn to know that I was bad person within myself. Those things you mentioned, yes… it’s like I am black cloud onto others, and that’s why I hate being around people.
People just you know…”
“Disappear without a trace?”
“Somethin’ like that, and well…when you called that day or so, it got me thinking that people aren’t as well we tend to place them in. It’s like you feel like, you have to prove your worth to others…when you REALLY need to prove within yourself. Hell, when you lost to Alias and you beat the dog shit out of him after match…you did what most people like us would do to those who have that highest sense of the pedestal."
“JB man, lets not bother with that man… it’s the past, and I need to move on with that fact. I didn’t mean to get you mad, since i’m mad at myself for not being able take the belt back for the THUGS. I felt like I--”
“You what?... like you said to these people, it’s a burden… hell, for as long i’ve been diluting the XWF brand, it’s a burden to hold a belt, it’s a burden be on the road, it’s a burden to even be relevant in the land of XWF. Reggie, I’m tell you this as a son to me…fuck those that don’t fuck with what you do, don’t let anyone or anything bother you.”
“I understand JB, i’m so over feeling like i’m not good to others. For now on, it’s myself and I.. and THUGS fo lyfe!”
[Then each men give one another some dap, then JB gets up from the chair to knock on Tommy’s door. JB knocked again, and this time he opens it to see Tommy’s laptop browser open to see feet pics of Ash Quinn and others, since JB knows Tommy he ignores it and talks to him.]
“Ay yo bruh, did you get the pizza order or what?”
“Yeah I did, it’s coming in like 45 minutes or so, i’ve covered it on my card. But yeah, I noticed you were talking to Reggie… how did that go?”
“Eh well, pretty well to say the least… you know, he lost his strap against Alias and lost his confidence with his former childhood friend… so I had break it down for him to know, that the world doesn’t need to be taken seriously with being on the pedestal.”
“You sounding like a father figure to him…”
[JB “blushes” at that comment.]
“It comes with the territory, when you are done with your feet pic sessions… let me know Tula pics thrown in the mix also, feet included too...and come out to chill with us.”
[Tommy laughs at JB.]
“Whatever man…”
[Then JB leaves his room back into the living where Reggie was standing around, looking idle. Then the scene fades a knock door from the pizza man.]
===============Park Scene================
“Now, being ghosted is common form of communication within this day and age, i’m an old man to know it’s all bullshit. Before Tinder, we had to go outside for some love and affection, but then wham apps like Tinder, hinge, bumble ran through, and put us the tricks on the corner as the pimps gotten all the money. Would I spend a dime on it, hell nah, i’m better of spending my money on a replica of Page’s Championship that i’d put on mantle in my crib any day of the week.
But it’s not just that i’m annoyed about, it’s the fact that people feel the need to overestimate their own values and expect the world to kiss their asses. When Reggie lashed at me, I could have put my hands on him, but when Tommy got between us… it helped me calm down, and gave me time to talk to him. Everything i said to him is real, no fake shit coming out of my mouth. Everybody plays the fool… everyone has to pay the pied piper…right?
When he confessed to me he felt like he couldn’t make us proud for bringing home the belt that’s been ice cream’ed on… it hurt me a little, since we aren’t meant to be holding value… shit, i couldn’t even hold the godamn Heavymetalweight title for a day without it being broken record scratching in my ears. Maybe that’s why it’s gonna be abolished before March Madness…sorry Charlie the tuna.
Overall, everyone can have that sense of ego of being the best and forget the rest… people can think, “i’m da shit, i’m number 1” in this kinda business, and forget that they are nothing more than crabs in a bucket, that can be discarded back into the sea… or into the sea of boiling wata (damn I want some crabs). I know from the start since I rolled with a guy who shall not be named, he propped me up with two other guys who have long gone, and made me a champion…just to lose it in span of a week or so… from then on, it’s fuck being accepted as relevant motherfuka…stayin in the shadows is what makes me happy.
Enough about me… let me talk about these four other people in this match i’m sharing the opener with… these are people who know that, they are more overrated, more likely to take it in the ass to get a notice me senpai push, more or less likely to make it out of this match alive in a Valentines Day Massacre match.
First victim…
The former Shooting Star Champion, the same girl who lost it to someone that was way out of her league. It’s a damn shame too, since it could have been nice to know, that a female like her is getting her ass trashed by other dudes with weapons and shit. Don’t get me wrong, I can smell her like if i’m Riku in Chain Of Memories since I’ve fought her in a previous lifetime prior this, even up year or so (i don’t remember so meh..), but to me now, she’s still the same kinda character who I wouldn’t bother to beat up to death with a Tommy Gunn in a line up. Geri, as much you are a huge Left Hand member who got her assed beaten by some Betsy chick… you need to realize, that you won’t reach up to the damn stars kid, you are going have to accept that you will be crashing down to earth.
When you crash down, it won’t be in Huston… I’ll be where I can beat you with a real philly cheese steak, and eat it as I stomp your pussy in dirt or in the concrete of the arena itself. So Geri, the best option for yourself is not even bother with me, or else face the punishment of messing with me in that ring.
How much can one Story tell for one person? Not many, as you see… people tend not to read bullshit, or they do (I don’t know their life story), and now this young rookie wants to hang with the big leagues, that’s fine by me. The more the merrier i’d say, as I get my hands on him and feed him some telegram hearts, maybe he’d get those hearts that says..
“Teller sucks!”
“E GIRL RUINED MY LIFE!”
Other kind of messages to send to him and his mouth for him to chew on, as I take my time to beat him down at every turn I can get from him. Storyteller, as much as it pains me to say this, but you're going to torn pages by the end of the night.
Murder Horse and Charlie the tuna’s best friend…these two can go kick rocks for all I care. They are somewhat just a pair guys who’d make fleas run off from a market, for each time they walk into any places they go to. They are those kind of guys who’d make Ari Silverstien look like Juan Cena… very minor and bush league to say the least, but they do fill out this wonder retread of a match tho!
So in conclusion my friends…may the massacre begin.”
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