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Valentine's Day; Or "Valentimes" if you're stupid.
Topic Started: Feb 15 2005, 04:46 AM (50 Views)
Tiff
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We open up once again on the German man, in a hot tub, with sexy scantily-clad ladies… NO! We open up on Sam’s locker room. Well, we think it’s her room. She’s in it, brushing her hair (hey, hair like that needs brushing) and fairly dolled up for a surprise Valentine’s date. Bill knocks on the open door and steps in.

BK: Knock knock.

Bill hands her what we assume is a dozen black roses. Sam smiles and takes them, then sets them on the table softly. She palms his cheeks and plants a big kiss on his lips. Not a make-out kiss, just a kiss hello.

Sam: Well, hello!

See?

BK: Hey there. You ready?

Sam: Yep.

BK: Killer. You mind driving?

Sam fishes her keys out of her purse and holds them up, indicating… what? I dunno. Maybe indicating that they do indeed exist.

Sam: Nope, no problem.

Bill grins and nods, extending his crooked arm.

BK: Shall we, then?

Sam: Ok- -er… where we going?

BK: A fancy restaurant that isn’t going to get free publicity by me saying their name on the air.

Sam nods and takes his arm.

Sam: All right!

The two exit and the camera fades. We wait a sec, then fade back in on them entering the parking lot, no longer arm-in-arm. Sam is a bit perturbed, as one can tell by her furrowed brow. Seems her car is not where she left it. In its place is a grease stain and a very empty parking space.

Sam: Where the fuck is my car!?

BK: Faeries stole it in the night.

Sam looks at Bill with daggers in her eyes. Swords, too. All kinds of pointy things. Bill shrugs.

BK: My only guess.

Sam catches on and starts to get a sly look on her face.

Sam: What did you do?

Bill grins.

BK: Plenty of things. This morning, for example, I got up. Shaved. Took a shower, washed my hair…

Sam: With my car.

BK: Ah. I sold it.

Sam: You sold it!? How did you- - … why!? Where’s the money?

BK: It’s gone. I bought something.

Sam: What did you- - what…

Sam leans her head against his chest. Bill shrugs.

BK: I bought things.

Sam backs up and does that “OK” motion with her arms and hands, that girls do. You know the one. If you don’t, make a girl explain something to you and act stupid until she makes a gesture that resembles what I just described.

Sam: OK, OK…how do we get to the restaurant? Or to the hotel? Or anywhere?

BK: Take your car.

He shrugs simply, as if this was just logical, before pulling a hand out of his pocket and pointing.

BK: It’s right over there.

Sam follows his finger and sees no black, beat-up Saturn. She sees a Ford Explorer, sure. She sees Bill’s super-sexy car. In-between them she also sees a cherry-red Viper. Ssssexy. Sam turns and looks at Bill, very confused. He pulls the mostly empty keychain from his pocket and jingles it, the Dodge symbol on the door opener thingy apparent.

BK: They didn’t have a bow, so I figured this would be equally fun.

Sam blinks at him a lot. He takes her hand, puts the keys into her open palm, then closes her fingers around them.

BK: Go to your car. She calls you. Her name is Geraldine. She is from the city, and used to turn tricks. Now she needs a good home.

Sam still looks confused.

Sam: You… car.

BK: No, Sammie, I am not the car.

He takes her shoulders and rotates her to face the Viper.

BK: THAT is a car. A NEW car. See how shiny? Shiiiiiny. Can you say “shiny”?

It seems to click in Sam’s mind. That or some ice just fell down the back of her dress as that high-pitched scream rings from her mouth. Probably the former, since she jumps up and hugs Bill. Bill grins and hugs her back. The lights blink a bit, which spooks Bill. He almost drops Sam, were it not for her deathgrip on his neck, as he gets in a fighting stance… to fight the light monsters. Of course.

Sam: Thank you!

She kisses his cheek.

Sam: Thank you!

She kisses the other one, then realizes he’s about to ninja the shit outta something and drops down.

Sam: Sometimes that happens when I get really excited or happy.

BK: Ah so.

Bill relaxes and she points, positively beaming.

Sam: I can’t believe you bought me a car!

BK: I can’t believe it’s not butter.

Bill shrugs.

BK: So, there ya go. All kinds of disbelief.

Sam: OK! Well, let’s hope I can drive this thing.

Bill grins.

BK: It’s fast.

Bill and Sam titter off… well, Sam does more tittering than Bill. Bill’s not really much of a titter-er. Anyway, they hop into the car and Sam pulls out of the parking space as the camera fades.
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