PROMO: Darts and Philosophy

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

A table, in a bar, in a town, on a street, in a state, in America. The table owns two seats and one seat currently owns the buttocks of a somewhat incognito Annie E. A "Yankees" baseball cap covers her eyes, and a baggy button-up shirt and tie tries to conceal the fact that she might have breasts. A man takes the other seat. ...No, a giant takes the other seat, as a completely cognito Frost tries to make himself comfortable in the small chair. He plops down two drinks, one in front of himself, the other in front of Annie.

 

Frost: Tell me again why you're dressed like that?

 

Annie: I was hoping to hang out, yet not have to deal with any fans tonight.

 

Frost: ...Do you realize a forest green shirt and solid gold tie look like shit together?

 

Annie: When the fuck did you become mister fashion plate?

 

Frost: Apparently the same day you stopped being gay. Want to tell me why you dragged me out into this shithole?

 

Annie takes a sip of her Rum and Coca-Cola and sits back, lifting the hat slightly to show her face.

 

Annie: We're playing darts.

 

Frost: Really? That's great. You dragged me all the way out here... to play darts.

 

Annie: And talk. I needed to talk to someone and you got the lucky draw.

 

Frost: *sarcastically* Incredible! This is better than winning the lottery!

 

Annie: Shut up and play, big man. I need to get a couple things off my chest.

 

 

Annie gets up and walks across the bar with her drink to one of the empty dart isles in the bar. Frost takes a gulp of his Harvey Wallbanger and follows, mumbling...

 

 

Frost: Yeah, like that godawful tie....

 

 

Annie holds out three darts to the big man as Frost slowly makes his way over. She then takes her three and begins to aim.

 

 

Annie: I'm a little pissed off about this series....

 

Frost: What, with Tod? Your idea you know. Just cause you're one and two...

 

Annie: No, that's not it.

 

*triple 20, Annie*

 

Frost: Then...?

 

Annie: It's Tod. He's gotten a lot of momentum since I ditched XF9. Momentum the little nazi bastard doesn't deserve. And the fans love him for it.

 

*triple 18, Annie*

 

Frost: Bah, he's gotten a little lucky and who gives a shit about the fans?

 

Annie: Well, not like I'm yearning for acceptance here, but after what that bastard has done, it's a travesty that people root for him. *triple 17, Annie* Your go.

 

Frost: Damn, I'm glad we aren't betting....

 

 

Frost steps up to the line 8 feet in front of the board as Annie grabs her darts.

 

 

Frost: Hey, what has he done anyway? I know you went after him specifically when you came to us. What's up?

 

*20, Frost*

 

Annie: Well.... you'll hear all about it anyway but.... I've been talking a lot about Sara. His ex...

 

Frost: Yeah.... what, did he kill her?

 

*19, Frost*

 

Annie: No.

 

Frost: Rape?

 

Annie: No.

 

*Double 17, Frost*

 

Frost: ...Kill -and- rape?

 

Annie: Jesus, stop joking Frost. Do I look like I have the tits to come up with crap like that? No, Sara is still alive and healthy. Well, thanks to a little luck and help from friends.

 

 

Annie waits for Frost to retrieve his darts before taking her place at the line.

 

 

Frost: What's up then, and why are you so pissed? It isn't your problem.

 

Annie: But it is. You'd be shocked here but I have this thing....

 

*triple 15, Annie*

 

Frost: If it's long and sausage-like I worry about Wilson's taste...

 

Annie: Screw you and no. *triple 16, Annie* Look. I left XF9 the first time because I was in love. I was able to leave the Clan thanks to the love of another. I was a mole in XF9 because of someone I thought I was in love with.... *triple 19, Annie* I may have made mistakes in my time here, but they've all been from the heart. I won't regret that.

 

 

Eclectic grabs her darts and moves out of the way for Frost.

 

Frost: Yay, you're a warrior of love. So?

 

*triple 16, Frost*

 

Annie: Let's just say Tod isn't. He betrayed someone he loved, and it annoys the living fuck out of me that all those morons in the arena love him and cheer him... *double 19, Frost* blissfully unaware of the travesty of justice he's responsible for.

 

*20, Frost*

 

Frost gets his darts and switches places with Annie, who takes another gulp of her Rum and Coke.

 

Frost: You know what you're starting to sound like?

 

Annie: If you're about to call me 'face' I'm going to bash your teeth in.

 

Frost: I'd like to see it, but not here, so I'll be quiet.

 

Annie: Cute. Just remember, I'm not into the whole crowd love or hate or whatever, but I'll be damned if a 'hero' like Tod doesn't get what the bastard deserves.

 

*bullseye*

 

*bullseye*

 

*bullseye*

 

 

Annie finishes off her drink.

 

Annie: Oh look, I win. Hey 'heel', buy me another Rum and Coke, just so I can rub it in.

 

Frost blinks at the three darts firmly embedded in the red circle at the center of the dartboard.

 

Frost: ...fuck.

 

Annie: What do you expect? You're playing darts with a former assassin, like I was going to -miss- or something?

 

 

....

 

FADE

[Guest Ace309]

Oooooh.... Annie's getting irritated~!

 

Frost beingz pervert~!

 

Yup, excellent promo. I was very impressed with the way it accounted for all of Annie's recent angles, and gave her the Heel's Justification™ to continue the feud.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

Hey, I had to account for my angles -somehow- ...

 

-Annie

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

Great promo, Annie. I really love how you incorporated a bar into your promo. Could Annie = Sydney Sky? ... I dunno.

[Guest realitycheck]

/me can't POSSIBLY guess where this is going.

 

I'll echo Tom's sentiments about the way this promo accounted for everything Annie's done in her career, which is pretty cool. And good, because it confuses the fuck out of me. It's nice to see--finally-some expension on "Sarah", because I've been wondering about that since the JL...

 

So Annie's a pagron of love and (hardcore~!) virtuoso, eh? Well, just don't end a war with a fucking song and I'm cool.

 

-Z

And note to self: Don't ever play darts against Ms. Eclectic.

[Guest Thoth]

Face? Heel? Who cares... she is an ai no senshi now... oh god. Don't you dare. Don't you dare.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

I KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!

 

Gomen ne so.... fuck, I forget the rest. but the song's catchy

 

-Annie

 

p.s. thanks for commenting, and Z, there is a point. the fact that you don't know where it's going means I'm doing a good job

[Guest TheBostonStrangler]

Annie, nice promo. I like the fact that you really did do a great job stringing your entire career together. It takes some talent to do that. Plus, mocking the WWE, which has no ability to remember people's pasts, along with putting out an angle worse than anything even JD has participated in, is always good for a (Y).

[Guest CED Ordonez]

Face? Heel? Who cares... she is an ai no senshi now... oh god. Don't you dare. Don't you dare.

*sings improv* Senshi...Bishoujo Senshi...such a guilty pleasure of mine.