Crowe 0 Report post Posted May 19, 2004 “Fuck!” *SLAM!* “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” ...really, do I need to tell you who’s speaking? “...Why!? Why do you feel the need to scream ‘FUCK’ at the top of your lungs when you get home!?” shouts Jessica, clad in a single towel as she walks into the living area of the Antichrist Superstar household, “Do you want me to assume the position the second you walk through the door!?” “...while that would be lovely,” says Crow, taken off guard by the question, “...and I suggest you do that from now on, that’s not the reason for my screaming. Have a look at this...” Jessica stops drying her hair with a “SWF” towel and takes the piece of paper Markus holds in his hand. She reads casually... “Dear appreciated workers of the SWF... ...I’m pleased to report that Storm went off without a hitch. There were no problems and everything ran very smoothly, so wrestlers and crew, I thank you. Let’s try to get every show like this. The next show on our calendar is Lockdown and the booker for this show is Ted Polak. He apologises for the lateness of the card, but extenuating circumstances unfortunately kept him from completing it on time. Anyway, please arrive at the arena before 3pm as Commissioner Zenon wishes to rally the troops and explain some certain situations.” ...then looks up and says, “What am I supposed to be looking at?” Crow sighs and points to a certain section on the paper. It reads... “After the completion of the USJL title match between Spike Jenkins and Landon Maddix, we will cut to any promos that are on the agenda. Following this will be a... HARDCORE MATCH! Janus vs Crow Rules: None to speak of. ...both men have a substantial amount of history and know each other like the back of their hands – so, it should be a cracker of a match.” “...fuck.” Markus nods his head, “Exactly.” “Well... you’ve got to get the match changed, Mark,” says Jessica while she rubs her forehead. “...ahh.... bloody hell! I don’t want you two to fight, you’re my boyfriend and he’s my brother... I’ve suffered enough already.” Crow is a little surprised at his girl’s response, I mean, it is just one match and he’s sure that’s it just a little friendly competition, “Hey now, ya need to chill, darlin’...” He pulls out a cigarette and lights it, “Terry and I have resolved our differences. All that shit is in the past. Two friends can wrestle a match and still remain friends after.” “But Markus... that’s not my problem. Haven’t you been watching any of the shows?” asks Jessica, but she quickly realises how silly the question actually is, “...right, my mistake. Well, I have been watching the shows... I’ve noticed things about Terrence...” “Noticed things like what?” Jessica is visibly concerned, “I think he’s losing control, Mark... I think that ‘Janus’ is coming back...” Crow stops and stares at Jessica for a moment, “You’re not serious?” “Why would the hell would I lie?” “...I’m not saying that,” weakly replies Mark. “Well, what are you saying?” “I’m just sayin’ that I’ve known the cunt longer than you have...” Crow stutters, he fears Jessica’s reaction, “I know when it’s Terry or when it’s Janus... and I’m not sure if you do.” “He’s my brother. I know him better than you. Don’t argue with me, Markus.” “Fine... fine...” “Anyway, that’s not the point, I want to come to the next show. Maybe if I can speak to him... mayb-” Jessica is cut off. “NO! NO FUCKING WAY!” screams the Antichrist Superstar, “Do you remember what happened last time when Janus got his hands on you!? He SPEARED you! You had bruises all over your stomach and chest!” “...that was an accident.” Crow tries to put his foot down, “I don’t care! You are not coming!” Jessica, however, isn’t going to lie down, “No, you listen to me, Mark! If you don’t get the match changed, I am coming, whether you like it or not. Got it?” “...AAHHH FUCK!” shouts Crow. He gives up and storms out of the room into his study. He sits down at his desk, where a neatly organised and presented computer set up lies. Mark hastily rolls a joint and lights it up as he picks up the phone and dials a familiar number... *ring ring* *ring ring* *ring ring* “*cough* Hello?” “Alexander.” “Ahh, Markus... it’s been a long time.” “Indeed it has been, mate.” “Well, how have you been?” asks the SWF Commissioner Alexander Zenon, “How’s your body after the match against Rickmen?” “...I’m sore and have a fuckload of stitches in my gut... but other than that, it’s all good.” “Pft, you’ve taken more than that... Heh, it’s good to hear you’re alright. How’s Jessica, by the way? I haven’t seen her at any of the shows recently...” Crow interrupts, “Zenon, I’m sorry, but this ain’t a social call...” “Oh...” Alex is taken back by this, “Ok, what can I do for you then?” “I trust you’ve seen the card for Lockdown...” “Of course, I am the commissioner of the SWF.” “...” “What?” asks Alex. “Crow versus Janus.” “Yeah, what about it?” “I’m not fucking wrestling Terry again.” “...why not?” asks Zenon with a little more sternness in his voice. “I have my reasons... and I’d rather not discuss them.” “Mark, I’m not going to change the match if you’re not going to reason with me... have you any idea of the hassle?” “Ah fucking hell, man! It’s personal shit! Can’t you just do this for me? For old time’s sake?” “I would like to, but it’s not my card.” “WHAT!? You’re the fucking SWF commissioner! You can change the match if you want!” “I’m afraid it doesn’t work like that, it’s Polak’s card and I better have a damn good reason to change it without notifying him.” “Fucking contact him then.” “I can’t,” begins Zenon, trying to hold back a laugh, “He’s judging the world DDR tournament...” “Dammit...” “Yeah sorry, I can’t help you, Markus... and I have to go now. So... I’ll see you at the show. Get some sleep, Mark... Bye...” “Later...” Markus puts the phone down. He pulls out his bong and throws his mull on the table. Within five seconds, the bong has been packed and sunk. He throws rubs his head with his lighter... but then throws the lighter at the wall! “Fuck!” Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
janusd 0 Report post Posted May 19, 2004 Shmick promo, bitch. Reminding the world that the woman who holds your fucking leash is Terrence-Janus's sister, that it's not pleasant for Markus to risk his ass going against the Hell Machine... ...and that it's ridiculous for Jess to be out there with SOMEONE THAT FUCKING PSYCHOTIC. You're still a fucking cunt for doing this AFTER I did my match though. Bitch. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
muzz 0 Report post Posted May 19, 2004 AGAIN WITH THE WOMEN AND THE TOWEL'S. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Crowe 0 Report post Posted May 19, 2004 Shmick promo, bitch. Reminding the world that the woman who holds your fucking leash is Terrence-Janus's sister, that it's not pleasant for Markus to risk his ass going against the Hell Machine... ...and that it's ridiculous for Jess to be out there with SOMEONE THAT FUCKING PSYCHOTIC. You're still a fucking cunt for doing this AFTER I did my match though. Bitch. PFFFFFFFFFT! YOU FUCKING COMPLETED YOUR MATCH BEFORE I EVEN TALKED TO YOU!! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
the.weej 0 Report post Posted May 19, 2004 You can't write Zenon. For that, I no-sell anything good about this. Neener. -Z Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Crowe 0 Report post Posted May 20, 2004 My apologies for not spending hours researching the Zenon character. I had more important things to do... like write my match. Plus, you're sick and weren't in chat when I needed your help! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
TheBostonStrangler 0 Report post Posted May 20, 2004 Z sucks! Crow doesn't! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
