Post by Jonny Hardkore on Nov 12, 2013 22:47:59 GMT -5
Standing outside the men's room is none other than Wren SilverPhoenix. Wearing a dark grey pants suit with heels, she looks decidely uncomfortable.
Where is everybody? I was told to be here for an award's ceremony. I swear if this is somebodies idea of a joke I'm gonna be pissed.
As Wren stands there looking around with a scowl, the door to the men's room opens and Jonny Hardkore pokes his head out. With a huge grin on his face, Jonny is obviously delighted to see Wren.
Awesome. You made it. Now we can get started.
Her face scrunching up like she just smelled a rotton fart Wren looks at Jonny.
First off, what are you talking about? And second, who the hell are you?
Stepping out into the hallway next to Wren, Jonny looks at her quizzically. Wearing a powder blue tuxedo jacket over his singlet and with his wrestling boots shining, Jonny throws an arm around Wren's shoulders.
Didn't you get the check honey? Was there some sort of problem?
With no idea what's going on, Wren is slow to answer.
Yeah I got the check, that's why I showed up but I still don't know what I'm supposed to be doing. All I know is that it's something about an award's ceremony. I assume the GWE is wanting to honor me for all my past contributions...
With a loud guffaw, Jonny holds up a hand and stops Wren.
Honey, the award ceremony is not for you. It's for me. You're here to present me with the GWE World Heavyweight Championship.
Wren's eyes bug out as she looks at Jonny Hardkore.
You've got to be kidding me. You? Heavyweight Champion? Give me a break...
With his face turning red, Jonny begins twitching as he bounces up and on down on the balls of his feet.
I AM the champion. I have a belt and everything. Here I'll show you.
Rushing into the men's room Jonny quickly returns holding the belt in his hands. Standing squarely in front of Wren, Jonny proudly holds up the belt for her to see. Trying not to laugh, Wren looks over her shoulder and all around her.
All right, whose idea is this? Sigmund, Dark Shadow, Leon...fine, you got me. Come on, enough is enough.
In front of her Jonny thrusts the belt closer to her face.
What are you talking about? This isn't a joke. This is the title belt.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
Getting annoyed with this weird kid in front of her, Wren's voice begins to rise.
No, it's not. For god's sake it's made out of cardboard and half of it is wet. What happened did it fall in the toilet?
Wiping the title off on his tuxedo jacket, Jonny looks lovingly at it and tries to bring the shine back to it.
Don't listen to her. You're my title, you know I love you and I proved it too didn't I? I used the 2 ply toilet paper to clean you up.
Watching Jonny talk to the title belt, Wren shakes her head and reaching out snatches the cardboard belt from Jonny's hands and holds it away from him with one hand as she holds Jonny himself back with the other.
Look at this thing. You wrote GWE Heavyweight Title on it in CRAYON. What's wrong with you? Did your Daddy bang your Mom while she was pregnant and smack your head a bit too hard with his pecker? Just cause you write the words on a piece of cardboard doesn't make you the champion....although....
Wren turns her head and looks at the cardboard belt with a mean smile.
...this thing is probably more legitimate than the belt Leon wore.
Wiggling out of his tuxedo jacket like a slippery little eel while Wren is preoccupied with her thoughts about Leon Roberts, Jonny lunges forward and grabs his belt. With a triumphent yell he takes off running down the hallway with the belt raised in the air like a victorious battle flag.
It's mine! It's mine! I'm the champion! I told you! I told you! I told you!
Skidding around the corner, Jonny Hardkore disappears with his belt as Wren just shakes her head.
Oh yeah. That kid will fit in perfectly around here.
Where is everybody? I was told to be here for an award's ceremony. I swear if this is somebodies idea of a joke I'm gonna be pissed.
As Wren stands there looking around with a scowl, the door to the men's room opens and Jonny Hardkore pokes his head out. With a huge grin on his face, Jonny is obviously delighted to see Wren.
Awesome. You made it. Now we can get started.
Her face scrunching up like she just smelled a rotton fart Wren looks at Jonny.
First off, what are you talking about? And second, who the hell are you?
Stepping out into the hallway next to Wren, Jonny looks at her quizzically. Wearing a powder blue tuxedo jacket over his singlet and with his wrestling boots shining, Jonny throws an arm around Wren's shoulders.
Didn't you get the check honey? Was there some sort of problem?
With no idea what's going on, Wren is slow to answer.
Yeah I got the check, that's why I showed up but I still don't know what I'm supposed to be doing. All I know is that it's something about an award's ceremony. I assume the GWE is wanting to honor me for all my past contributions...
With a loud guffaw, Jonny holds up a hand and stops Wren.
Honey, the award ceremony is not for you. It's for me. You're here to present me with the GWE World Heavyweight Championship.
Wren's eyes bug out as she looks at Jonny Hardkore.
You've got to be kidding me. You? Heavyweight Champion? Give me a break...
With his face turning red, Jonny begins twitching as he bounces up and on down on the balls of his feet.
I AM the champion. I have a belt and everything. Here I'll show you.
Rushing into the men's room Jonny quickly returns holding the belt in his hands. Standing squarely in front of Wren, Jonny proudly holds up the belt for her to see. Trying not to laugh, Wren looks over her shoulder and all around her.
All right, whose idea is this? Sigmund, Dark Shadow, Leon...fine, you got me. Come on, enough is enough.
In front of her Jonny thrusts the belt closer to her face.
What are you talking about? This isn't a joke. This is the title belt.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
Getting annoyed with this weird kid in front of her, Wren's voice begins to rise.
No, it's not. For god's sake it's made out of cardboard and half of it is wet. What happened did it fall in the toilet?
Wiping the title off on his tuxedo jacket, Jonny looks lovingly at it and tries to bring the shine back to it.
Don't listen to her. You're my title, you know I love you and I proved it too didn't I? I used the 2 ply toilet paper to clean you up.
Watching Jonny talk to the title belt, Wren shakes her head and reaching out snatches the cardboard belt from Jonny's hands and holds it away from him with one hand as she holds Jonny himself back with the other.
Look at this thing. You wrote GWE Heavyweight Title on it in CRAYON. What's wrong with you? Did your Daddy bang your Mom while she was pregnant and smack your head a bit too hard with his pecker? Just cause you write the words on a piece of cardboard doesn't make you the champion....although....
Wren turns her head and looks at the cardboard belt with a mean smile.
...this thing is probably more legitimate than the belt Leon wore.
Wiggling out of his tuxedo jacket like a slippery little eel while Wren is preoccupied with her thoughts about Leon Roberts, Jonny lunges forward and grabs his belt. With a triumphent yell he takes off running down the hallway with the belt raised in the air like a victorious battle flag.
It's mine! It's mine! I'm the champion! I told you! I told you! I told you!
Skidding around the corner, Jonny Hardkore disappears with his belt as Wren just shakes her head.
Oh yeah. That kid will fit in perfectly around here.