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| Gwauped Up | Jan 13 2011, 10:52 PM Post #1 |
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"You really need to clean up this place." My mansion is a mess. From what had happened weeks ago, I've never took the time to fix the place back up. Hell, I don't even have a back door. So anyone is free to walk in. I was sitting on my counter top munching on a bowl of cookie crisp cereal as Clarissa stepped in through the back door. She takes a seat on the chair, but jumps up due to a piece of glass sticking her on her butt cheek. "That's why I'm up here." I laugh to myself as Clarissa gently slides the pieces of glass off of the chair. "This house is a total wreck. If you're not going to get it clean then I'll call someone for you to clean it." I was drinking the milk from the cereal so my focus wasn't on what Clarissa was stating. I hop down from the counter top and place the empty bowl on the counter. "What was that?" I take a seat beside her propping my feet up on the half of the glass table that's still stabilized. "Your house...it's a mess. Clean it." she stands and begins to pick up unnecessary things off of the ground. Old bags of potato chips. Pop sickle sticks. Beer bottles, liquor bottles. Now that I really have scanned out the living room area is a pig sty. "How is upstairs?" Clarissa ask while taking off her jacket and getting comfortable. "I haven't been up there much. The computer room has glass on the floor. That's about it Clarissa." I grab the remote and turn on the TV. Clarissa snatches the remote out of my hand and turns off the TV. "You're helping me. Go get a bag to put this junk in." As she stood there her beauty was catching my eyes. I think it was the stance, or maybe even her heels. I love heels, but theirs something about Clarissa English at the moment that makes my Jimster stand. "Ok Clarissa." I jump up from the chair and get a couple bags out of the kitchen. I hold one of them open as Clarissa puts the trash on the floor inside of it. "Doesn't this look a little better?" Clarissa ask while scanning the living room. "It's ok I guess. When I first moved here the place was purified. Not one dust or germ to linger around." I prop myself back in the chair and place my hands behind my head. "Can I watch TV now?" I make an adorable face that makes Clarissa smile. She turns the TV back on, and at the right time. The cards for Unsanctioned and Showdown were being aired and I find out that I'm defending my title this week against DJ. I smile at the news. It's soothing to the ears. "Wow..already?" Clarissa grabs the vacuum cleaner and heads upstairs. I stay put in the chair just thinking about the match this week. It's simple, but one that I indeed have to win. The year hasn't started off with a rocket for myself. Two back to back loses. It just leaves me thinking what I need to improve. What's going to get me to the top? If I keep losing I'm never going to get there. Coming in to sVo I said I will rise, and yes I have. Coming into this year I said I would become World Champion at some time, but I haven't looked like one. Their has to be a change, but DJ doesn't hold the key. Yeah I'll pick up the victory over the suppose quickest man to ever wrestle, and do it without worrying about losing my International title. DJ's just another Rey Rosario and Chris Wrestling. Just a tad bit better, but still...he can't beat me. From dazing at the TV I begin to snooze off into a sleep. I let out one big yawn and shift myself in the chair to where I would be comfortable. From there I'm beginning to fall into a dream where music is playing loud. Sounds like some techno music. A bit odd, because I don't listen to that type of genre. Now I begin to hear a loud crowd. Which means I have to be at club or party. Why this party though? The DJ is boring. Extremely boring. Everything from his look down to the music he plays. The people he hangs out with. Everything. It's fucking boring. Why in the hell in a dream It decides to bring me here? Why can't I pick a dream to venture? "Colt." I felt a shrug on my shoulder. I turn to see it's Clarissa. "Damn. I was just about to slap the DJ." I say then sitting myself up in the chair. "Upstairs was more of a mess. You didn't even help me." Clarissa pinches me on my shoulder. She folds her arms and looks at me like she wants something. "What?" "You have to take me out for something to eat. I'm Hungry, and I practically cleaned up your house." I stand from the chair and wrap my arm around Clarissa's shoulder. "If you're hungry then theirs some old beef jerky in the fridge. Enjoy." she pushes my arm from around her shoulder. "Come on Colt, be serious." "Clarissa...you know I will gladly take you out for something to eat. Let me get dress." She jumps in joy and takes a seat in a chair while looking at the TV. Unsanctioned and Showdown cards where still being aired. "Good luck to DJ." Clarissa says then changes the channel. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DJ...DJ...shall we have a replay? Last week on Unsanctioned I made it known to you that this International title wasn't leaving my grasp. This week you get to know that I wasn't lying. As much as you'll try and take my precious gold from me I wont let you do it. Not now...not never. That's something you should put in your brain for a long time. I may have loss back to back times, but hey...no sweat. I'm still as good as I was when I got here, and you're the same ass vomit I've known since I been here. So whatever gives you the confidence to say that you're going to beat me...forget it. |
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