stitch3s
Young Lion
Your face lies still, I can't see your breath and it's freezing my blood. My blood until the end.
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Post by stitch3s on Apr 30, 2010 0:47:29 GMT -5
Sometimes there are moments in your life where people from the past jump back into your life at unexpected and unwanted moments. Sometimes you are focusing so hard that any given distraction will make you just want to kill somebody... No matter who they are or were to you.. Sometimes they pick the worst fucking moments.
The scene opens up to Aaron Masters playing a video game with one hand in his locker room..... Because wrestlers these days are so fucking V.I.P like that.... And because Stitches occupies his left hand, which is up by his ear yelling at him.
Stitches/
"RiGht TuRRn... RigHt TurRn... ThaT'S It.. .AlMosT aT the FinIsh LinE... WaTCH OUT FOR THE LAZOR BEAM, FUCK!"
Intense, blood pumping action. It takes extreme concentration to pull off these things on an online video game... However, in that second, it all falls to pieces.
The door to his locker room is suddenly kicked open, which brakes his concentration for that split second... BAM, he flies off of his race track right before the finishing line.. Aaron is pissed... Raging. He stands up off his welfare ikea chair and flings it at his TV while stomping on the ground and cursing.
Aaron/
"FUCK! SHIT! DAMN! THIS IS WHY I NEVER PLAY RACING GAMES! THEY FUCKING SUCK!"
Aaron points at the person who came through his door with a demonic glare.
Aaron/
"YOOOOOOOU!"
Stitches/
".... YouUuuuU......"
Aaron/
"Ooooh... You...."
TBC.
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Post by mellywuffles on Apr 30, 2010 1:06:02 GMT -5
Just moments before her all too customary dramatic entrance, this little lady we'll call Kristen was running, full speed down the hallway. Red hair, oh and I do mean -red- hair, blazing behind her like the firey tail of a hell hound. And now to bring us up to the current moment she leaps into the air, which still doesn't take her very high considering her height of 5'1'', and slams her body into the door she's been looking for. She grins wickedly at the loon standing before her and then is completely distracted by the mess in front of him. She shakes her head and points at him and Stitches. ::Kristen:: Oh, yes, me.... Now... look at what you have done... are you aware that Ikea was founded in 1943 by some 17 year old kid in Sweden? hmmmm? I'd think his chair deserves more respect than that. She walks over and picks up the wreckage that is the piece of shit chair and smashes it into the TV smiling as a teacher would when going over a very important part of the curriculum. ::Kristen:: If you insist on breaking it, at least break it for the purpose of breaking something else! Now.... to more important things... Kristen drops the chair looking at the bewildered Aaron and the puppet on his hand who appears to be so frustrated he's twitching. She then leaps up at Aaron wrapping her legs around his waist so she can look him eye to eye and headbutts him full force in the nose. ::Kristen:: How HAVE you been ol' buddy ol' pal ol'.... buddy... and why is Stitches twitching, has he developed tourettes... poor guy... Kristen smiles in Aarons face widely then dabs her pinky in the blood that has begun to trickle down his face and finger paints a smiley face on his cheek. TBC |
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stitch3s
Young Lion
Your face lies still, I can't see your breath and it's freezing my blood. My blood until the end.
Posts: 14
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Post by stitch3s on Apr 30, 2010 1:20:53 GMT -5
Aaron stands there completely un phased as he digs his finger into the wound of his fucked up nose and reaches over and jabs his finger into her center forehead as if she had a Chakra/Third eye.
Aaron/
"Well since you are such a fortune teller right now, why don't you tell me how I feel? .... I'll give you a cookie."
Aaron shoves her off of him. She falls flat on her ass and giggles as he walks around shaking his head... He had almost won... Ah, fuck video games.. Especially bullshit racing games. He looked down at her and smiled. His demeanor had completely changed in a split second, and to anyone that was normal.. This would worry them... and should worry them, but didn't worry Kirsten.. Kristen.. FUCK.. It didn't worry her at all.
Aaron/
"I'm fuckin' great!! ... But how are you? Is that floor comfortable? GET THE FUCK UP!"
He smiled innocently and waited.
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Post by mellywuffles on Apr 30, 2010 1:34:47 GMT -5
Kristen sits giggling madly on the floor. He was trying to confuse her, how cute. Oooh Maybe he was even trying to upset her. Now is a funny thought. Kristen simply decided to lie back with her hair sprawled in a fan around her head and kicked up at Aaron.
::Kristen::
No, I would not like to get up the floor suits me just fine. Actually...
With a grin on her face, Kristen reaches up and hooks Aaron behind the knees and pulls him to the ground beside her.
::Kristen::
It is quite comfy down here see? You have some dust mites hiding in these corners, you know...
As Kristen begins to go on a rant, Aaron stares blankly, reaching down into his pocket and pulls out a rather lint covered cookie and takes a bite. Blood begins to sink into aforementioned cookie, but of course this phases neither Aaron, nor Kristen. Though Stitches looks a bit disgruntled with the situation.
::Kristen::
There are soooo many dust mites everywhere.... they get all over your bed in like... a few days... and they eat skin or something. I bet there are dust mites on that cookie... It just isn't safe for you to eat.
Kristen reaches out and snatches the half eaten, lint covered, blood soaked cookie and pops it into her mouth. Then continues talking with her mouth still full, bits of cookie flying out occasionally
::Kristen::
See, just not sanitary... it tastes like chocolate and death. Anyway I've been fine... I have been bored off of my ever loving ass. Ended up divorced from that Chaz guy... He said I was too crazy for him... Can you believe that? Me.. crazy...hah...
Kristen sits up and reaches out to smear the blood covering the lower half of Aarons face with a grin.
::Kristen::
So tell me... I've heard this rumor... is it true you like mudkipz?
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stitch3s
Young Lion
Your face lies still, I can't see your breath and it's freezing my blood. My blood until the end.
Posts: 14
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Post by stitch3s on Apr 30, 2010 1:55:59 GMT -5
Aarons face scrunched up, and like a knee-jerk reaction. He reached over and smacked her across the face, but got no response from her. He rolled back over just then and frowned as he remembered the first time he got fucked with, with that joke.... It brings a tear to my eye... That Kristen knows how to be bored. Not fucking dolls. That's awesome.
Aaron sits up and appears annoyed right away, as if he came to a sudden realization.
Aaron/
"Fucking bitches!"
Kristen/
"I know!"
Aaron/
"No, you don't know... Fucking bitches, body checking my fucking door. Breaking my already broken face and eating my last MOTHER FUCKING COOKIE! It's so typical.. And then what? Rant about their ex... While admitting that they were bored this entire fucking time! That's it! I have had it! I am so sick of women and not knowing how to handle their own fucking problems! BUT REST ASSURED!"
Aaron stands up and storms off.. He picks up his broken door and walks out while trying to put it back into place... He sets up up just well enough so that it doesn't fall over.. Kirsten sits there kind of upset, because she clearly wanted company. Just then the door flies across the locker room from a swift kick from Aaron as he stomps back over to her and grabs her by the wrist and yanks her up.
Aaron/
"WELL I CAN'T FUCK WITH HIM WITHOUT YOU!"
He drags her off down the hallway.. and we could only imagine what will possibly happen to anyone in their way from here... Or Chazz... Oh dear....
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