| Night's Not The Only One Dreaming; Showdown RP #2 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 17 2008, 06:09 AM (51 Views) | |
| Howard Thompson | Jan 17 2008, 06:09 AM Post #1 |
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He couldn't stop thinking about her. The time they spent together on that beautiful sunset morning jogging side by side down a two lane road. Howie Banks seemed to care a lot about a woman he had known for so little time. It's amazing how feelings can grow. How fast a person can feel all happy inside and no matter how hard they try, they just can't seem to get them off their mind. That's how Howie felt for this new MacLeod girl he had met. He just wanted to talk to her again, that was it. Howie works so hard to do what he does in his life. That's wrestling. He trains as much as his body will allow him and he gives his all each and every time he steps through that curtain and steps through those ring ropes. He's a simple man who has everything he has ever wanted in life. With a past that nobody would want. An abusive father, scared mother and brave little sister, "Hollywood" Howie Banks seemed to never let it get him down or let it get in his way of what he wanted. What he wants the most right now is to find that girl again. And find out what the heck her name is... The scene opens back up to the same mansion in Hollywood, California where Howie Banks lives. He is still sitting down on his black leather sofa just staring at the phone, hoping that the MacLeod girl he had met and been talking too would phone him back. Hours after the phone call was ended, "Hollywood" Howie Banks tried calling her back a million times it seemed but he couldn't get any signal because the operator had stated the phone was no longer in service. So what was the problem here? Did her phone break? Did someone sabotage her phone line? Or was it just a technical difficulty? OR Was it because she only sold Avon and collected Disability that she was behind on her payments? What was so mind boggling for Howie was that he had no idea what it could of been. All he knew was that he was concerned and he needed to somehow know that she was okay. That's when an idea struck his Hollywood brain. He would go to her house and check up on her. As he stood up, adjusted himself, stretched, cracked a bunch of his bones and yawned, "Hollywood" Howie Banks was ready to head off to her place. He began to walk around his house as he grabbed his jacket and started to walk outside. He closed the door behind him and then walked towards his car. He opened the door of his new 2008 Ford Mustang Gt and he took off down the street, even making skid marks on the road as he swerved around a parked vehicle. As he began to drive down the road and towards her house, in his mind he began to picture her face and all of what she looked like. Dark brown hair, almost a black color, brownish green eyes that were known as the color hazel. A small but cute nose, a few freckles, glasses although she most likely owned a pair of contacts. Considering how many people buy them nowadays. She had a body, that's for sure. She wasn't no skinny bag of bones though, she had some chub on her, but she was just right. As he got closer to her house he makes a wide left turn and races down the street. He steps on the gas even faster now as he's making great timing. He finally recognizes her house and quickly has to slow down. As he stops and puts his car in park he gets out and rushes to her door. He begins to knock on it and after there is no answer, he begins to wonder. He then kicks the door down and is beginning to panic as he walks around the house and can't seem to find her. He makes a right turn into a room, switches on the light and takes notice that lying on the floor is the girl he met. He took notice of a paper that was placed on her chest, that read... "Last name MacLeod, nickname Nike, first name Nicole." As he read that he looked beyond the paper and noticed blood rushing from her skull. As he seen it his eyes about popped out from his head. He quickly refrained from that action as he checked on her by grabbing her and pulling her body upwards. As he did that, more blood flowed. He put his fingers on her neck and felt no pulse. The girl he wanted to know so bad, just to make a new friend, was gone. She was ... DEAD. "Wake up, Banks." All of a sudden we see "Hollywood" Howie Banks sit up real quickly so scared he looks like he is going to shit himself. He stops himself from doing so though and takes a deep breath. His face is red and he is shaking. His forehead is all sweaty as he was obviously dreaming. "What happened man?" It was the voice of none other than Psyko Stevo. Howie's friend. "Holy shit man, how long have I been out for?" Stevo glared at Banks who was waiting for a response. "Long enough." He grabbed Howie and tried to lift him up off the black leather sofa. "Come on, we got to get you ready for Showdown." Howie took a deep breath as he just fell right back down on the sofa. "I had a dream about that girl man. She ended up dying you know." Stevo stood there in front of him, looking down into Banks eyes as he listened. "I really need to find out what happened to her phone." He pondered as Stevo began to speak. "She called back while you were passed out." Banks quickly turned his head towards him. "What did she say?" Stevo smiled as he began to tell him. "She said her name is Nicole. She said her phone was acting up and that you need to call her back sometime, she'd like to get to know you better." Howie seemed so relieved. "Good, that's good to hear, Stevo. Thanks." Stevo gave him the thumbs up as Banks began to sit up. He followed that by standing up. "Now come on, let's go pretend that punching bag is your opponent Peter Gilmour." Howie smirks at Stevo. "Good idea. Peter Gilmour likes to think he's already won this, but if he wants my belt. Well, he'll have to kill me to take it!" Howie began to chuckle a bit as Stevo had a final thing to say to him. "Honestly, Peter Gilmour stands no chance against you Howie. After all, you are the sVo Hardcore Champion and all." Howie shook the hand of Stevo and nodded in agreement. "First one out of the house gets to drive!" Both men race towards the door as Banks is pushed out of the way by Stevo who makes his way down the drive way. Both men finally get inside of a car and begin to drive off. The scene fades. |
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