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You Don't Kiss A Hooker; roleplay 2 showdown 30
Topic Started: Jun 20 2008, 02:56 PM (126 Views)
Alex Ross
The Perfect 10
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Alex Ross feels like shit. It's the morning after Talon's big date, which he was so smoothly set up with a prostitute for. Last night Ross went with an old friend, before the date, and they caught up on things, talked a bit... And Ross didn't seem to be acting quite right to Talon. What exactly did he talk about or do Tony Bonasera that made him act so off from the normal Alex Ross?

We open into the "El Casa" Hotel, the hotel in which a few of the sVo superstars are staying during their visit to Monterey, Mexico. It's Alex Ross' room, the same one that has been shot in before. The bed is once again a total mess, the lights are still flickering, but it's sadly one of the nicest rooms you can get. Alex Ross is sitting in his black '10/10' t-shirt, a size smaller than he should, to ensure that it makes his muscles look bigger. His legs are covered with a pair of distressed jeans. It's the same outfit as last night, as if he just went to bed with his clothes on, which Alex Ross rarely does. He actually prefers to sleep in the nude.

Ross sighs, yawns, coughs, a mix of different bodily functions all at once, showing that he really isn't in good condition for some reason. Suddenly there is a knock on the door. Alex Ross gets up slowly, but hurries as the knocks are becoming harder and more frequent. He opens the door so that there is only a crack, and of course standing on the other side is Talon.


Ross: It's early.

Talon: It's noon.

Ross: Okay, well... How did it go? How was the restaurant?

Talon: We actually sort of skipped the restaurant.

Ross: Holy shit, no you didn't. You took her back to the hotel room?

Talon: Yeah but I'd rather not ta...

Ross: DETAILS.

Talon: Well she was very forward... We started kissing and...

Ross: Wait, you guys kissed? Hahahahahahaha.

Ross loses balance in his hysterics and has to hold himself up on the doorway.

Talon: What? What's wrong with kissing? What?!

Ross: Hahahahahahahaha... Oh my God. Hahahaha.

Talon: Ross? Ross. ROSS.

Ross: Hahaha... What? Heheh.

Talon: Was she a hooker?

Ross bursts back into laughter, this time hitting the floor.

Talon: I'm serious.

Ross: *trying to settle down and get back up* Hahahah... Yeah... hahahaha, you don't fucking kiss a hooker... hahahahahahaha

Talon: Well, I wasn't informed that she was a hooker, Ross! I'm so glad I didn't have sex with her.

Ross: *sudden stop of laughter* WHAT? You didn't have sex with her?!

Talon shakes his head.

Ross: So what exactly did I pay her for?

Talon: We watched wrestling tapes.

Ross: AGAIN WITH THOSE FUCKING WRESTLING TAPES! Talon, I paid money for this girl to jump your bones and you sat around and watched wrestling with her? Goddammit man. Goddamn.

Talon: So do I fail this lesson?

Ross: There's hope for you yet. But if you think you're going to be a big money top dog without having sex with a few hookers first, then you have another thing coming. You have to practice on these girls, they don't care how bad you are, they just want dinero.

Talon: Okay so now that you had your laugh, what was up with you last night?

Ross: What do you mean?

Talon: I don't know, you were just acting funny.

Ross: Shut up, dude, no I wasn't.

Talon: You definitely were.

Ross: I said SHUT THE FUCK UP, dude. I was fine, end of story.

Talon: Whatever.

Ross: Yeah, whatever.

Talon turns and walks down the hall, back to his room. Ross watches him leave and once he is out of sight, he closes the door. Ross flips around and crashes the back of his head against the hotel room door and slides down from standing to sitting. He looks up desperately like an abused puppy. He bangs the back of his head on the door two more times.

Ross: When the hell does this ware off? I can't go into my match with Kaden Alonzo like this. What the fuck is wrong with me? No, he's fucking wrong, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm 'The Perfect Ten', nothing can be wrong with me. Goddammit. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME, TALON? Huh?

Alex Ross' left leg is bouncing wildly on the floor, springing from his heel. He starts sweating profusely while performing every nervous habit in the book. Finally he can't stand it and gets up and runs to the bathroom. The door closes behind him and we fade to black.
Edited by Alex Ross, Jun 20 2008, 02:57 PM.
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