Tony149 0 Report post Posted January 27, 2006 First, Tony Brannigan. Looking sharpe in a tan suit TONY BRANNIGAN enters the drawing room, making eye contact with no one. Without hesitation he digs in and pulls out a small plastic circular container. He opens the container and takes out the piece of paper with his Lethal Rumble number inside. The former World Champion cracks a smile and looks up to the camera. TONY Looks like I'm halfway to AngleMania and regaining the title that was robbed from me. *smooch* Now, the Sooner Bruisers. "OWWWWWWWWWW!" "The Pyscho Gremlin" Frankie Frankensteiner bursts into the room, HOWLING at the ceiling and running around like a hyperactive child. Seconds later a shirtless and well-oiled up "Man of Tomorrow" Frank Frankensteiner enters the room. FRANKIE Just like ladies', baby brother's first. Frankie reaches in and pulls out a container. Frank follows suit. They check their numbers at the same time. Frank takes a peak at his brother's drawing and does a double-take, losing his sunglasses. FRANKIE How'cha do, Frank? FRANK Not bad, little bro. Not bad. You? FRANKIE Heh. We better reserve a hotel for mom and dad. I gotta good feelin' about tonight. Frank "accidently" bumps into his brother, causing Frankie to drop his number. Frank picks the number up and returns it to Frankie with a smile. FRANK Whoops. Sorry about that, bro. We better go reserve that hotel for ma and pops. FRANKIE Yeah. Let's go. OWWWWWWWWW! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
