Guest Muzz Report post Posted October 4, 2002 Short... -------------------------------------------------- The piano strikes up a tune, as many patrons in the seedy bar drops their heads to the table, a little mroe tipsy after 6 or so beers. Up on the karioke stage, mic in hand, not even needing assistance from the tele-prompter beside him, the strange, misunderstood and underapreciated man breaks out into song., if slightly reworded by his own doing. "At first I was afraid, I was petrified..." Come the lyrics, delivered in a distinct Australian accent, unable to wake up the truckies as they collapse on the floor in drones, too drunk to stand, let alone listen to a cry for help. "Kept thinking I could never get a push with the kliq by my side... Oh I spent so many nights, thinking how you did me wrong, and I grew strong... and I learned how to get along!" He pauses for a few seconds, but the dramatic effect goes unnoticed by the audience, which by now, consists of a few asian tourists taking pictures of random American objects like a table. The man on stage takes no notice, as a tear rolls down his cheek, but also a faint snile appears as he looks up at the lights, finding his singing voice. "And now you're gone! From wrest-a-ling! I just walked in to your locker room to see that sad look upon your face! I should have stripped away your pride, it would have gave me so much glee, If I knew for just one second you'd be back to hold down me!" Slipping in through a door at the back, Jamie Drazon looks around ,and spots his buddy up on stage. He just laughs to himself as he pulls up a stool for himself, ordering a beek for himself while watching the stage. "Go now Go! Walk out the door!" Jamie sniggers and shakes his head, downing more of the beer as the waitress gives him the eye. "Just turn around now, can't hold me down anymore! Weren't you the ones who tried to hurt with title shot lies..." "Did you think I'd crumble?" "Did you think I'd lay down and die?" By now, the Japanese tourists have really gotten into the song, dancing with each other and rambling together, not knowing the lyrics. Sacred rops to his knee for the triumphant chorus. "Oh no, not I!" "I will survive!" "Oh as long as I know how to love, I know I'll be alive!" Jamie puts his beer down and walks towards the stage, pushing away the rabid tourists as they cross his path in a drunken jig. The Australian closes his eyes and bellows with all hsi might. "I've got all my life to live, and I've got all my love to give!" "I will survive!" "I will survive! Hey hey- Jamie! W-What are you doing here?" Andrew rests on his knee's, microphone still raised to his mouth as the music comes to an abrupt stop. Jamie grins, arms crossed with a cynacle look on his face. Sacred drops the mic and gets to his feet, hopping off the stage as his audience begins to leave after that sterling performance. Andrew uncomfortably walks up to Jamie, as he gives three claps. "Nice work there man, ever thought about a career change?" "You'd like that wouldn't you..." Andrew says as he brushes past Jamie, heading towards the bar. Drazon pulls up beside his Aussie pal, "What are you doing in a place like this?" "I can't help it, singing is a hobby of mine." Andrew says, nodding graciously to the barmaid as she winks and gives him a beer. "I felt like your song reached me," Jamie says, mockingly, punching his chest, "Right here, I felt it had a real message to it." Andrew looks down at the bar and twiddles the beer in his hand, "I've just been waiting so long, you know I have... Juist one shot at the title, and I've finally got it, and there's no one to take that away from me." "No one?" Jamie answers. Andrew jerks his head to Jamie and sneers. "Don't Jamie, I've worked too hard and waiting too long, don't you interfere Jamie. You've had your shot, now it's my turn, you hear?" Jamie holds up his arms in defence, "I didn't say anything! I'd love to see you win the title man, I couldn't think of anyone more deserving." "I could break the glass ceiling for a generation of little Sacred's, who thought that politics and power mongering would stop them from acheiving their goals, it would be beautiful..." ".... What the hell are you talking about?" "Uh, don't worry..." Loire replies, taking another swig of beer. Jamie gets up from his seat and slips a twenty across the bar for the waitress. He slings his coat across his shoulder, and gets ready to leave, before turning around and putting his hand on Andrew's shoulder, firmly. "Oh, and one more thing..." He says with a grinchy grin on his brow. "If you do happen to win that belt, rest assured, your old buddy Dawg is sure to be close behind, waiting." Jamie pats Sacred on the shoulder and heads towards the exit, as Andrew stares straight ahead, just grinning to himself as he hears the door close. Sacred puts his beer down and asks the barmaid, "So, what songs up next?" The cute barmaid replies with a genuine smile, "Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody." "Excellent..." Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest El Luchadore Magnifico Report post Posted October 4, 2002 He can do karaoke too?? I am SO screwed. Hehe, good stuff Sacred. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Thoth Report post Posted October 4, 2002 AHAHAHAHAHAH! Somehow, that reminds me of Tony Clifton's version of that song. But this one is EVEN BETTER! Anyway, do it for the "generation of little Sacred's!" HAHAHAH! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest El Luchadore Magnifico Report post Posted October 4, 2002 Did you get our match in, Thothie? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest BA_Baracus Report post Posted October 5, 2002 PROMO (Stubby P. McWeed); "Alright. A non retirement promo. Mothernature says..." Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Kibagami Report post Posted October 5, 2002 Aussie sings karaoke. Swank. S. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
