Promo

[Guest Perfect_Bo]

After Storm, after all the drama, after the situation with Mark and Stubby, after the US title tournament has been developed well, after the little stare down between Bo and Thugg, the camera catches Bo in “Da Pound’s” locker room, packing up his stuff and feeling pretty good about himself winning and advancing in the tournament.  

 

Bo and Thugg haven’t seen each other in about an hour and they haven’t really spoken.  Bo finally packs everything up his bag and zips it close when the door swings open and Thugg comes in, just Thugg nobody else.

 

“Yo Bo.”  The voice sound pretty angered and that caught Bo’s attention.  “Let me holla at you for a minute.”

 

Bo doesn’t turn around at that moment, he just lifts his bag up and carries it by his shoulder and he said:  “Then holla.”

 

“Turn around fam, I want to look at you face to face.”

 

Bo drops the bag sensing a little tension between them two.  He slowly turns around and looks at Thugg’s eyes.  “Fine, talk.”

 

“What the fuck is up with you?”

 

“What you mean man?”

 

“What you mean what I mean?  You’re cool with Rotten now?  Don’t you know he’s our enemy?”

 

“He may be your enemy but he’s not mine…  He’s been cool with me and I fucked him over…  I feel bad because I don’t want none of my friends fuckin me over.”  Bo’s eyes just glared at Thugg’s face as he said that sentence.

 

“He’s a carnie!”

 

“No, he’s a good guy…  When I got into that car accident he was with me, when I was almost dying he was there beside me, he helped me get better, he took care of my fuckin wife when I was hurting.  That’s a friend and I fucked him over…”

 

“I’m your peoples too.”

 

“Yeah you are…  I aint denying that, but him and I go way back since the JL days…  I took him under my wing and help him become something.  Besides, what makes you think that this isn’t a set up?”

 

“What you mean dog?”

 

“This could be a set up from the get go, this could be a scheme for me to get closer to the person that I want to kill.  Don’t you know that everything I do is for a reason?”

 

Thugg looks into the eyes of Bo and sees determination and the look of revenge as a sick smile forms on Bo’s lips.

 

“Damn dog, I’m thinking you were going to fuck us over and shit.”

 

“Nah, I aint like most people…”

 

“No doubt…  But I’m saying can you at least tell me who the guy is?”

 

Bo smiles, nothing special but one of those evil, conniving smile as he said:  “Son, you know I can’t tell you that in that moment, but trust me, I swear in everything I love on that you will be the first one to know…  You will be the first one that I show you who he is.  You will know before anybody.”

 

“Word?”

 

“Yes, and to make things clearer, I’m going to make sure that you will know at the PPV…  That’s my deadline, and I’m going to let the whole world know the truth about my revenge.”

 

“PPV huh?  You want this shit to be special and surprising huh?”

 

Bo smiles once again, forgetting the little mishap that these two encountered just a few moments ago and said:  “Yes, it will shock the whole world, but I think you will be the one that will be shocked the most.”

 

“It’s that sweet?”

 

“Heh, you don’t even know the half son…  Anyways, I gotta bounce to take care of my shit, get ready for my next match for me to become two time U.S. champion.”

 

“You can do it man…  If you keep going the way you are, shit, you’ll be quicker to me than before.”

 

“To you?  Nah, I doubt that…” Bo said, smiling and maybe thinking that it might be true.

 

“Yeah, you got the skills and right now you defiantly got the drive.  Anyways, you got a ride?  I’ll take you to your hotel son, maybe we can roll a blunt and shit.”

 

“Nah son, I got my Hummer parked at back and I already got a spliff that I’m going to smoke to the dome…  Smell me?”

 

“I feel you kid, well I’ll holla at you later, maybe we can hit the club this weekend?”

 

“Doubt that my nigga, you’ll be to busy with Sarah, I see the way ya be looking at each other…  Make that your wife?”

 

“Doubtful my nigga, I don’t make girls my wife I just fuck wives…”

 

Bo chuckles a bit and said:  “You know son, one of these days you’re going to get caught and some crazy ass mother fucker is going to put two on your dome.”

 

“I’m too good for that Bo, I never get caught.”

 

“Aight no doubt…  Well let me get the hell out of here.”  Bo bends down and picks up his bag.  “I gotta make a few phone calls and shit, gotta see how my seed is doing you smell me?”

 

“No doubt, tell you wife I said what sup.”

 

“Oh no doubt, she’ll be glad to hear from you…  Aight kid, I’m out.”

 

“Aight fam, later.”

 

“One.”

 

Bo and Thugg give each other a pound and Bo walks out the door closing it on his way out.  The camera now catches Thugg smiling, waiting to see who is Bo’s victim.  He right now can’t wait for the PPV to start.

 

End.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Heh.  Heh.

 

This is either the best use of subtle dramatic irony I've seen in a WF storyline ever, or Bo's got another typical huge Bo surprise for us.  We shall see, but hey, I'm excited about it!  Good stuff, Bo.

[Guest Zero_Cool]

Ooh..intrigue.

 

other than the ebonics making my head spin, good promo.