| Bartender I Really Did It This Time; [SD 27 (2/2)] | |
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| Tsalmavet | May 31 2008, 08:24 AM Post #1 |
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Dark Shadows
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Waiting inside the airport, on the connection flight, Travis Williams sits at the bar, awaiting time for him to fly out. Eyes on his watch mostly, and mouth on his glass of crown, drinking himself to calm his nerves, from the lack of smoking he has recently decided to under take. Travis Williams - I pick a perfect fucking time to quit smoking. When everything is on the line, guess who puts down the supposed NERVE PILL of a Marlboro? That is right, ME. Travis spends a few minutes stressing over the no smoking rule laid down by his fiancee. Finally, he snaps, causing a scene inside the bar. Travis Williams - GOD DAMMIT! ROSS, YOU FUCKING OPENED YOUR CUM DUMPSTER DID YOU? A quick glance at the television, shows Ross finishing up his latest edition of ass rambling one oh one. Travis Williams - Hey Mister Ross, can I get your autograph? I'll need to leave your one fan something to remember you by. By fan, I mean Talon, the misfit who follows you around. By misfit, I mean your buddy that you brought in. By buddy, I mean fuck, the one we all know you bend over daily, and make him chant your name. Seriously kid, who do you think you are? You want to mimic people, and than suddenly, you want to question me? A fan turned stalker? Asshole, I mean Ross, who wants to stalk you? You walk around, proclaiming to be something you couldn't get near with plastic surgery and steroids, a perfect ten my ass. Try a zero and a wanna be hero! A hero to misguided mind fucked jerk offs like Talon. See, this is what's pitting me in a position where it's hard to hate you. You are like the special ed kid, the one who blurts out retarded shit. Two plus Two Class? This is you CRACKERS! I LOVE CRACKERS! You are far from a mind fucker, you are just simply a DUMB FUCK! I'm a mind fucker. Fuck, Fucked, and I play the FUCKER! Can we make sense yet Ross? Wait, retarded terms. CRACKER FUCKING BREAK, DURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR I hate reducing my language to fit moronic drones like yourself. Christ sakes man, address matters that really matter, and stop using your time to play grab ass with me. I'm not your pal, I'm not a fan, hell no one is, and I sure in the hell do not care about you. You have done what since being back? Hmm, got lucky Night and I were on your team. Because let's face it, your tag match before that, yeah, not a great showing. I don't care if you are fucking Stevo himself, or even Night, you are not important. These two men wear gold, like I, but they mean nothing. One, cannot keep a girl, and one cannot wake the fuck up. You, well, have no clue who you are. I did not know sVo practice Equal Opportunity Employment. It's like Wal Mart, you know some fucking retard will be the first ignorant bastard to address you when walking through the door. Ross, you would be the retarded greeter. And just like those goofy looking, snot sucking, shit smelling retards, you have no clue you are a DEE! Did I piss this bitch off so much, by not letting her slob my knob, she pits me in a match with a retard who acts as everyone else, and a retarded who won't wake the fuck up? Paige, whore, bitch, corner worker, listen up and do it better than you suck dick. You cannot break me, this ignorant bastards you pit me against, THEY CANNOT BREAK ME. Don't be jealous, because we turned you down. I better things to do, than like Ross and Night, take herpes medication known as Valtrak, because I let you see the WILLY! Night...Unlike Ross, I won't dream about you. I'll save the bedroom stuff for my fiancee. I've been told that dreams mean something. As a child, to dream, is to inspire. As an adult, to dream, is to have doubts. Doubts that you are not able to complete something you seek in completing. Yeah, you finally dethrone White, but did you really do anything special? Hell, Howie Banks could have won that one with no help. And let's face it, about the only guy is he able to defeat with ease is Peter Gilmour. So what is it, you are seeking, that you know you cannot fulfill Night? Is it the idea of being a real contender? Aside from your adventures in dream land, what have you ever done that has been memorable? I honestly cannot say since I have been here, that you have stuck out much. Just some lonely pathetic lifeless drone, who only dreams. I HAVE A DREAM...NIGHT WILL WAKE UP AND REALIZE, HE PISSED THE BED! There, now shut the fuck up, and end the bullshit. I am not a child, and I sure in the hell do not play on Sesame Street. Do I fucking look like Big Bird to you? This is not make believe, this real son. WYSIWYG, ever heard of that? It's normally used for programs, easy to use ones at that. What you see, is what you get...I'm not the friendly neighborhood Mister Rogers you hoped for. I am foul, offensive, and mostly fucking rude. I do not respect you, because you are fake. I do not care about you, because you are not me. To sum it up, you are a piece a shit I wanting to flush down the toilet, and you just don't want to go without a fight. I knew that fucking plunger would come in handy! NOW TO THE SEWER YOU GO TURD! I am the reality evangelist, the one screaming at the podium, about how you are in need of a wake up call that will scare you lifeless. The bastard you dread seeing, or hearing, I AM HIM! The man who you have nightmares about, I AM HIM! This is a bad religion, bad for you, because your religion just sold you short. No God, no dream, nothing, is protecting you. I do not care if its Ross or you. One man has to bite my bullet, and only I can walk out of Showdown as Stevo's opponent. And unlike his last, I won't go easy on him, and he won't walk out with that belt. I am here, and there is nothing you can do to change that. No matter how much you wish inside your little dreams, I'm still in them haunting you! I am not leaving until I GET WHAT I FUCKING WANT! As the saying goes, sorry about your lucky! The bartender sets down another glass of crown, as Travis calms down some...The bartender steps back and whips the sweat off his forehead, thankful the scene is coming to an end. |
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