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Crackerjack's Pool Party; Havin' a pool party!
Topic Started: Jul 14 2007, 04:47 AM (331 Views)
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Weels earlier, Crackerjack has extended the invitation for a pool party and this week is the week. From Friday to Friday, Crackerjack has left his doors open to allow people to "party down". There are just a few rules if you wish to avoid confrontation with the host;
1) NO GOING UPSTAIRS!
--During the tour, Crackerjack makes several notes of this. Every second or third sentence is something to the effect of "Stay away from the stairs". There isn't much up there anyway. Just the bedrooms. So those looking for an even better time...try the trees. There are birch, oak, and pine. Several forms of cover with bushes and low branches.

2) NO GOING IN THE BASEMENT!
--This is another thing Crackerjack mentions fifty times during the tour. That's all.

3) Suzy and her "pet" are attending the party as well.
--Feel free to talk with Suzy, she's very easy going and will most likely be seen by the pool with a beer in hand. She doesn't know anyone, so she's eager to meet as many people as possible. Pet, on the other hand, is very shy but will stay when she is being talked to. She won't contribute much besides looking away back towards Suzy. If you can't find her outside, try the upstairs...oops, NO YOU CAN'T! Pet knows that.

4) Crackerjack is located at the BBQ pit
--That's where he'll be the entire night. So if you have want a steak, he's the one to talk with. Though don't be surprised when you find him talking to himself.

5) Dance Floor
--At night, there's a dance party scheduled. The "night" will be made known with a post syaing simply "night". That means that the dance floor is for dancing. Good beat music, no requests or slow dances. Nothing too fast, mainly hip hop. Music you can dance to while still holding onto your drink and getting "freaky" at the same time.

6)Highest point you can get is the Patio
--The patio is on limits so feel free to hang out up on the second floor. That's the closest Crackerjack will allow you to the bedrooms. Try to refrain yourself from diving off the patio to the pool below.

7)Inside is in session
--Feel free to stay inside. Watch the TV, look at the fireplace...that won't be on...or just chat.

8)All fights end with the letter "K"
The "K" stands for Kosaga. Try to be nice to one another.

9)Chances are...
--Your posts here won't go towards your match. Best to ask admin to know for sure, though don't be surprised if they're passed out by the pool. Instead, kick 'em in.

10)SHENANIGANS ALLOWED!
--Crackerjack can't be everywhere all the time so play all the practical jokes you want. The only other one who could stop it is Suzy, and she'll be more likely the one to start them.

11)Stan Stevens will be here
--Sorry.

Okay, so without further adieu, try to follow standard RP rules and enjoy your stay!
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(O.O.C. Note: A word from Wight and I, yes, RPs in this thread shall count towards your matches this week. So, get a move on and have some fun by the pool or dance or...just stare at Crackerjack cooking, whatever.)
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We open to a stack of small boxes swaying from side to side. After panning back, we find that the boxes are being held by Crackerjack as he walks down the long hallway towards the sliding door. Beside him walk Suzy who carries the standard BBQing tools. Fork, spatula, and brush. Behind them walks Pet who is a little cautious as she holds onto the BBQ sauce that is bottled up with a yellow cap.

Crackerjack: I'm still not sure about this. How do we even know people will show up?

Suzy: Is that really what's bothering you? It's not how you'll impress the people with your cooking? I'm sure it'll be okay.

Crackerjack turns suddenly. Because of this he almost loses control of the boxes and after a freaked out attempt of steading them, Crackerjack lets out a sigh before continuing.

Crackerjack: No, it's just that I have this match against this Odin guy. I just feel I should be worrying more about that than preparing some party. That, and...

Stan: CANNONBALLzAHHH!

Crackerjack: And him.

After jumping off the balcony, Stan grasps his legs in close to his body as he drops into the pool creating a big splash. Suzy rushes to the outside as Crackerjack and pet chase after her. Crackerjack runs a little slower than Pet as she passes by him getting through the door first. She stops behind Suzy as Crackerjack stops on the walkway around the pool. Soon, Stan pops out of the water rubbing the hair from his face. Letting out a huge gasp of hair, Stan looks up at the three with a smile.

Stan: What do you give that? Tell me it's a ten.

Calmly, Crackerjack places the boxes down to the side and crouches down next to the pool. Suzy knows that method of movement as she takes a step back now concerned for Stan's health. Looking down at the water, Crackerjack takes a deep sigh before turning his attention to the silent, yet still smiling, Stan. Motioning for him to come closer, Crackerjack waits for Stan to swim towards him...okay, doggie paddle...barely able to keep his head above water. Once he's close enough, Stan gulps hard as he looks up at Crackerjack who quickly grabs a hold of his throat. Pet jumps in the air startled by the sudden movement as she hugs herself close to Suzy. Crackerjack lifts Stan up and slams both himself and Stevens into the water with a Visions of Nell. Stan quickly pops out of the water gasping for air as Crackerjack sticks his head out as well. Suzy starts laughing as Pet cautiously steps out from behind her barricade. Their good times though become over for now when they notice people entering behind them.
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Unfortunately for the pair, the first two to come seem to be Elrick and Simon Lynn, Simon dressed in a 80’s retro wipe out look, Elrick in some jeans and a nice shirt, Elrick looks like he really doesn’t wanna be there, but Simon seems very excited. He seems so excited in fact that as Elrick looks around, trying to figure out just why the hell he’s there, Simon runs screaming…

“WWWWIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPEEEEE OOOUUUTTTTTTT!!!”

…As he does leaping into the pool, fully clothed and giggling, of course as he lands he looks up towards where Elrick was, but Elrick’s gone, well not gone he went looking around, more towards the food then anything as Simon speaks up again.

“Elrick… baby, where you go?!”

But no reply as Simon floats up and down in the pool; meanwhile Elrick has approached Crackerjack and his friends, looking towards them all, he smiles trying to be friendly and speaks up himself…

“So, what we got to eat then? My belly’s arguing with me currently and I’m trying to hide from him.”

Pointing back towards Simon who’s forgotten being left alone and begins swimming in the pool, removing his clothes, yes ALL his clothes, bar his boxers as he does and fails miserably a doggy paddle.
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Next up to bat would be the Prince of Pain, Nightmare, walking through the gate into the front yard area, wearing a Revolution t-shirt (A plain black tee with the R logo stamped across the front), three quarter length jean shorts and a black visor with the Neverwinter Eye on it, as well as white sneakers, finally he clutches a small cooler in his right hand. His green eyes survey the area, nodding at the plushness of Crackerjack's mansion, as he locates the masked giant himself setting up at the barbecue pit. Although hungry the Purple and Black Attack didn't want to go bug Crackerjack about steaks just yet, really he was here to relax and get away from all the stress that had been plaguing him recently...really, this party would hopefully be a release for him before the tag team match he was scheduled to have this week.

Nightmare: "Wonder if anybody else is here yet--aw, hell no..."

What he didn't need to see however, when his eyes fell on the pool, was Simon Lynn in his skivvies failing to attempt to swim across the pool; he shakes his head, chuckling to himself as he watches Simon splash around. Figuring that Elrick, his opponent, is probably here as well, he heads over to the pool area, pulling up a beach chair and opening his cooler to grab a Coke out of it, cracking it open with the bottle opener he had brought. He took a long drink and sighed.

Nightmare: "Thank God i decided to come..All I want is a few moments of peace to get my head back on straight.."

Is that so much to ask?
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Shaun walks into Crackerjack's backyard with a cooler in his hand. He sits it down next to the bar-b q pit. Shaun adjusts his red collar shirt and looks down at his white Nike Air Force Ones to make sure they weren't scuffed. He walks over past the Dance floor with a soda in his hand and instantly grows a frown on his face. As he watches Simon Lynn, do something that could possibly swimming.

Shaun: "Some folks elevator just doesn't make it past the lobby! I know if he's here then that means Elrick is not far away."

He thought to himself as he walked by the pool and seen Nightmare in a beach chair. Shaun figuring he'll be nice walks his way and pulls out a chair.

Shaun: "What's up Night? Congrats on the new bundle of joy!"

Shaun just wants to chill out and kick his feet up. He takes a small swig from his soda as he looks at Simon with a curious look on his face. Mr. Wilson wasn't to hungry he ate pretty big earlier. He just sat by the pool taking sips from his drink.
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Nightmare: "Thanks, I appreciate that. I woulda brought all my family along but Christina's still taking care of Tanya at home. Connor's amazing though, I love him to death."

Night said all this behind his drink, a little pensive about The Dynamo talking to him after watching his match last week. He personally didn't beleive Shaun had to resort to cheating to beat Justin Sane last week, but didn't want to say anything to him since he didn't really want to cause any trouble, chiefly because he didn't want the wrath of Crackerjack down upon him, but secondly because he was a little tired of people trying to pick fights with him, and didn't want to do the same thing to somebody else.

So, here he sits, drinking away at his Coke, enjoying the sun.

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Shaun: "I can feel a bit of hesitation in your voice. But I ain't here to trip or nothing. And I've been getting flack about how I beat that fool over there. Now I know you can't tell me you never have done anything to win a match."

Shaun just trying to chill he doesn't want any drama with any of the wrestlers. Especially Crackerjack, it's a day to rest the ole bones. Shaun hops up and finishes the soda and heads over to toss it into the trash. He kicks off his shoes by his chair and slides off his shirt. He gets to the edge of the pool and does a backward flip in the pool.


Shaun: "Hey Justin I'm sorry okay?"

He wasn't being sincere about it but he just wanted to keep the peace. Shaun starts to swim past Justin towards one of the ends.
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Just then, the lights dim a voice comes powering over the DJ's Speakers...no it's not the DJ voice, it's English...I doubt Crackerjack would hire an English DJ. They play Duran Duran too much...

Voice: Mere mortals...beware. Your souls are in mortal peril on this, Hallowed Eve night. There is only one way of avoiding an eternity of torture...and that is to...DANCE!

DUH DUH!

DUH DUH DUH!


Hey! It's "Thriller" by Michael Jackson. Wait, did that voice refer to today as Hallowed Eve Night? Suddenly, from the bushes beside the dance floor bursts out too men. Both of them are wearing disturbingly realistic zombie prosthetics. They also wear torn costumes. The two start to do an obviously choreographed and rehearsed routine. The few people that have turned up turn to the dance floor, all obviously totally confused by what the fuck is happening, and who the two fools are dancing. The routine itself is quite impressive, stealing quite a few moves from the Thriller video itself. Then, one of the masked men looks up at the party and stops dead in his tracks. The music stops as well, even with the comical "errrrrup" sound. The lights come back up, as the masked man starts peeling of the prosthetics, to reveal underneath it's Sir Colbert Tottington.

Colbert: What in the name of all things white and peadophilic is going on here?!

Uncomfortable silence. The sound of a cricket in the distance is heard, and even the sound of all the party attendants blinking in disbelief in unison makes an unusual squelching noise.

Colbert: It was a Michael Jackson joke...

The other man then rips off his prosthetics to reveal it's Lord General Mortimer Igneous.

General: It appears that we're not at the Halloween party...

Colbert: I don't know, General. Spooky house, man wearing a mask, Nightmare, seems like a Halloween to me.

General: I think it's a pool party...which makes more sense since it's the middle of July...

Colbert: 4 hours in make-up!

General: Not to mention the 3 weeks it took to do that dance routine.

Colbert: Well this has gone well...wrong costumes...wrong night...wrong time?

General: Wrong time?

Colbert: Look we're early! Look who's here to choose from for an intelligent conversation. MC Tater Tot, Dribbles McGee, Sir Smellington and Captain Family-fuck.

General: Which is which?

Colbert: I'll leave that for you to decide. Ah well...let's...*sigh* mingle.

Colbert and the General begin to make their way to the poolside in their torn clothing, as the DJ in the DJ Booth counts his money paid to him by Colbert.
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At least two people in the building are not in the slightest bit amused by the arrival of the two 'Englishmen:' Mister Blond who, according to his Driver's License, really is called 'Mister;' and his employer, a Mr. Daisuke Tanaka. The former was about to request that the DJ start playing some actual music instead of the brain-rot he has been playing to this point. Mr. Blond looks down at his patent leather shoe and with a disgusted look on his face, flicks off a little piece of dessicated flesh, before inspecting the rest of his navy blue pin-striped suit for any more bits of dead skin.

Daisuke however is content to sit in the sun, out on the patio. Sit on a deck-chair, legs outstretched, looking ready to take in the sun, despte the fact that he remains wearing a jet black suit. This being a less formal occaision, he has opted for a similarly black shirt and a jaunty white tie to go with it, and he surveys the garden with a bored look from behind sunglasses. Foiled at the DJ box, by a philistine who will brook no requests, Mr. Blond sparks up a cigarillo, and moves on the barbeque pit, with the intention of getting some food. Steak would be the best, although he would't say no to anything off the barbeque. Anything to distract him from this awful music.

It falls to the boss - as ever it did - to start making life interesting for himself, since there's only so much of the needle's hypnotic dance over his fingers that he can take before becoming bored even of that. From his perch up on the patio, he picks his 'worthy' target as he lays the tiny steel nuisance on his rolled up tongue, and sends it out on its merry way...
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Nightmare: "Aah.."

Nightmare sighs gently, smiling to himself as he now sees that the party is starting to liven up a little bit. Finishing off the last of his Coke before depositing the empty bottle back in his cooler, he looks up and to his left and shakes his head as he sees Toby Bostock making his way towards him. Remembering that interviewers seem to be drawn to him like moths to a flame whenever he has a match, Nightmare wipes a hand across his face and offers Toby a seat, he in his boardshorts and flippers (Yes, he's been wearing flippers THE WHOLE TIME,) takes the seat next to the Prince of Pain. Unbeknownst to his massive friend, Toby's got a tape recorder in his pocket, and Jorge's in the bushes behind them focusing on the camera.

Toby: "How's it going, Nightmare? Crackerjack sure knows how to par-tay, am I right?"

A double point to Nightmare and a short chuckle from Toby follows the attempted joke, however the silence from Nightmare tells Toby never to do that again, ever. He obliges and changes the subject.

Toby: "This must be nice, huh? Being able to go to a party and all so you can get away from your career and everything that's been bothering you lately?"

Nightmare now is pulling out another Coke from his cooler, leaning back in his chair, doing his best to ignore Bostock as he doesn't really want to talk at all about his career at this stage, he just wants to relax; however, so as not to be rude he responds.

Nightmare: "Yeah, it definetly is. I'm glad Crackerjack put this on, as you well know Toby my career has been a real rollercoaster lately, going from winning the Tag Team titles and dominating the Tag Division with Grant Rice to having to deal with Xtreme Kitten trying to tear me down at every turn...I guess it's days like this and events like my son being born that really help level the stress off. The weather's beautiful for once, the Coke is ice-cold, just like it should be...This is really going to help."

Nightmare now hands Toby a Coke to placate him seeing the puppy-dog look in Bostock's eyes as he eyeballs Night's cooler, Toby cracks it open after a brief struggle and takes a drink before asking something else, careful not to spill on his tape recorder. Wait, what tape recorder? I dunno' what you're talking about.

Toby: "What about once this party's over? You know we're all going to have to go back to the daily grind once it is."

Nightmare shrugs, taking a drink as does Toby at the exact same time, peculiarly enough, Nightmare's the first to respond, though, still unawares of Jorge in the background. Let's hope Jorge doesn't step on something that will give him away, because the Prince will surely have his head if he finds out he's being interviewed on his 'few hours off'.

Nightmare: "Yeah, I know, and I'm honestly excited to, especially because I know when the show goes down that Grant and I have Ethan Adams and Elrick, and even though I don't necessarily care for Ethan considering his recent steroid use and the fact that that sort of behavior gives big guys like me a bad name, it's going to be fun, I think, because Grant and I could get some momentum swinging back in our favor with a win, especially over Elrick, a friend of both of ours and a damn talented kid in his own right. Right now though, it's my time to kick back and enjoy the sun."

Nightmare leans a little further back so that he's almost laying down, making that 'aaah...' sigh again.

Toby: "How is your son and your ex-wife holding up? I heard the birth happened without any complication."

Nightmare nods the tip of his Coke in Toby's direction, not breaking his gaze on the pool, ignoring Simon Lynn and Shaun Wilson's presence there as he talks back.

Nightmare: "You're correct, then. I don't know if you were passed out in front of the D&D books after last week's session or somethin', but FIW's cameras caught Chris going to see Tanya, and then I did myself a little while after ReVolt went off the air. She's doing great, by the way, and Connor's awesome too--they're spending their first week home together, I myself am going to go see them once the show's all said and done."

Toby: "One more thing, though. What do you think of that video that played during last week's ReVolt?"

Nightmare looks a little confused, he must have missed it apparently.

Nightmare: "What video?"

See?

Toby: "This video hyping the debut of some guy named...Priest, I think it was. It said he was going to debut this week, but, he doesn't have a match. What do you suppose could be up? Nightmare?"

Right in the middle of Toby's sentence as soon as he said 'Priest', Nightmare's eyes widened. Priest was here? Why? What did he need to do here? Nightmare remained silent now, still thinking as Toby, giving up on trying to get Nightmare to respond to the question, gets up and leaves, Jorge crashing out of the bushes after him. At this point, though, Nightmare's not even registering that.
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The next arrival, in case you haven’t figured it out, is Jaime Lee. She comes skipping into the backyard with a pink and white bikini, accompanied by a pink wrap, and flip-flops singing the lyrics to her entrance music. But she ceases and desists when she spots… nobody she recognizes.

Jaime: Eep!

Another quick scan and she only recognizes a couple people she knows of. Most notably the strange guy that came into her locker room a few weeks ago and now seems to be going on about Zesboca’s boobs. She makes a face at that memory, not enjoying having to remember it. The rest are all FIW stars she’s only seen and not actually spoken to.

Thankfully someone she knows shows up: JJ. He comes in behind Jaime, wearing black and white board shorts, a black tank top and flip-flops. Under his arm he carries a rolled up blanket. He nearly bumps into Jaime, surprised by her stopping so short within the door.

J.J.:: What’s up?

Jaime backs to stand side-by-side with JJ, speaking quietly out of the corner of her mouth.

Jaime: There’s nobody here that I know.

Jaime jerks her head towards the side of the yard that is currently unoccupied. Before JJ can respond that HE knows some of these people, Jaime takes off in that direction. Like the gentleman he is, JJ spreads the blanket out over the grass, giving himself and Jaime a place to sit and wait for someone they-- err she, knows to show up. And that pretty much narrows it down to Lesbiana. And then there’s Extreme Ninja #2. I guess Kailey applies too. How awkward would that be with JJ here? Oh, and we can’t forget XK, can we? Of course not. But is this really his scene?
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Stan: Hey Jack! Guess who I am!

Crackerjack looks up slowly from the BBQ towards the pool only to find Stan moments before suplexing Suzy into the pool. As he does, Stan yells out.

Stan: SUUUUPLEXAH!!!

SPLASH!!!

Stan's heavy body creates a splash big enough to get some people who were sitting around the pool a little wet. Suzy is the first to pull herself out of the water giggling. Stan doggy paddles his way to the corner closest to the BBQ pit and pulls himself up. Sopping wet, Stan walks towards Crackerjack and points down at a steak. Droplets of water fall down underneath the grill creating a little steam as Stan looks at Crackerjack.

Stan: That mine?

Crackerjack: Well, I just put it on a couple seconds ago but yea, I think it's ready for you.

Standing there silent, Stan thinks for a moment. Stan's gaze switches from the steak to the mask of Crackerjack over and over again. Until finally, Stan barks out a laugh.

Stan: Man, that's one fast bar be cue, eh buddy?

Stan punches Crackerjack in the arm and laughs a little more as Crackerjack returns with a fake laugh hoping that he'll just take his steak and go. Instead, Stan forgets about the steak and moves in close to Crackerjack.

Stan: Hey, just between me and you, I think when Pet ran up to her room for the fifth time she might've knocked a board loose up on the deck.

Crackerjack: What?

Stan: Yea, on the side there.

Crackerjack: That wouldn't be where you jumped off, would it?

Stan: Strangely, and with absolutely nothing to do with it, yes.

Crackerjack sighs as he slaps the fork against, not into, Stans chest.

Crackerjack: Take over for a while. I gotta go fix the first of my two problems.

Crackerjack begins to walk away as Stan looks at the fork oddly. A few seconds later, Stan turns around and yells out.

Stan: Hey, what's the second problem? Jack? Second...hm.

Thinking he didn't hear him, Stan shrugs and turns back to the bar be cue. Then he realizes that he forgot to mention...

Stan: WHAT ARE YOU?!

He has no idea how. Questioning at the fork is just proof of that.
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As the party’s building up, more and more people seem to be arriving, Elrick stands in the BBQ pit, nobody really noticing him as he sits on a bench, his thoughts and mind tempting him into silence as he seems to be lost in a trail of thought. As he sits there, he then looks up towards the happenings around him, from what he can see Crackerjack and some guy seem to be exchanging words, Jaime Lee has just arrived and looks half scared to death and nothing more is in his eye line, but it seems to be getting busier as he looks back towards the cooking food.

Meanwhile by the pool Simon Lynn seems to be getting tired of swimming, seeing the now entered Shaun Wilson he swims up quickly behind him and pokes him on the back with his hand, trying to keep a float he speaks seemingly aggressively…


“YOU BEAT JUSTIN! YOU… YOU… POO HEAD!”

…wow, that was pointless but it made Simon feel better as he stood up and out from the pool, dripping wet and just in boxers he looks around the party, seeing lots of new faces, most staring towards him in complete shock. He just giggles and then begins to walk, realizing you know he should kind of put some more clothes on, he looks around, seeing a skirt, a spare one he hoped, he just shrugged placing it on before seeing a familiar face!

Jaime Lee! Yes he recognized her from the ladies locker room, smiling and dressed in a pink skirt, he made his approach, all this of course was happening in Elrick’s field of vision as he looked shocked towards Simon, seeing him though, he seemed to just get more annoyed, anxious about something or other, he couldn’t sit and watch this no more so Elrick stood up and made his leave from the party, knowing he had things to sort out and Simon would be looked after here.

Simon completely oblivious to this keeps walking towards Jaime, smile on his face and proud strut he reaches Jaime and J.J. with little he knows about the pair, only thing he knows is Jaime’s a Hellcat and J.J’s a referee, he simply tries to act as smooth as his little mind lets him…


“Hey peeps, how you doing?”

..Smooth Simon… smooth…
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Upon Simon's arrival to their personal space area, the wrestler turned referee looks up at the man with a raised eyebrow. Those dark eyes resting inside of the sockets scan the man or woman or thing over several times to try and narrow down the gender. His eyebrows scrunch up and this actually appears to be a bit of a challenging task for the charming young man. Eventually J.J.'s features turn to a bored look and he gives a mild shrug, turning his attention back to the woman sitting next to him.

J.J.: So as I was saying, yeah, he wasn't too happy when he found out I tried to spice up all of his students' uniforms with a little blue and pink to go with the white. You should've seen it, granted he always wore that hideous thing that resembles road kill, but it looked like he was about to explode. He then went on this big long rant about how even if the school was in Michigan; he was attempting to continue the Japanese tradition. And those pink, blue and white martial arts uniforms were making a mockery of every thing he attempted to teach.

A mild chuckle comes bursting out from between the lips of the FIW referee.

J.J.: You can only imagine his reaction when he saw I put away all those would-be bondage fetish black clothes he wore all the time. And in their place tried to put some brighter clothes so he wasn't so hot in the spring and summer time.

The chuckle turns into more a wicked snicker with his travel down memory lane.

J.J.: So, yeah, see? Not just Zesboca and Momoko are fashion challenged Jay. There are a lot of people like that and some are sadly just born that way.

J.J.'s eyes travel downward to the blanket with a fake pitying look as he gives his head a bit of a shake.

?????: While that may be true, I must agree with your former master in your idea mocking the traditions he was attempting to impress on you.

This voice coming from behind the two people that have their names starting with J causes the male Jay to jump a bit. Once shaking off the effects of being startled by the voice he looks over his shoulder to see just who it is that spoke. A familiar build with shaggy hair stands there in blue baggy linen pants and a blue buttoned up shirt. The outfit matches the blue on his Extreme Ninja uniform, including the cloth he's got wrapped around the lower half of his head.

J.J.: Jeez! First Twiddle Dee and now you, I thought the freaks only came out at night?

There is a smirk on his face and a tabbing of harsh sarcasm in J.J.'s voice, but, by the way he is looking at the man standing behind them it is clear he hasn't realized who it is. Ninja blinks a few times and the two stare at each other for a moment, before EN #2 looks over at Simon and then Jaime. His gaze lasts a few seconds longer on the Sweetheart of FIW than any of the others before it returns to J.J.

Extreme Ninja #2: Good to see you again too J.J.-san.
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That no-body has deigned to acknowledge his presence is something of an affront to Mr. Tanaka. Yes, Mr. Blond is now fed and watered, but the fact that no-one is irritated by his mere presence is somewhat disheartening for him. He once more surveys the scene before flicking down the sunglasses to settle down for a nap or something; in the hope that when he awakens, the party will be livelier.

Mr. Blond: Yo, boss.

The nap doesn't last long. Indeed, Mr. Blond's quiff is fortunate that Daisuke wasn't actually asleep, but that's another story. The Boss raises an eyebrow at the interruption of his peace and quiet, and would surely be placated by the plate of food that Mr. Blond has brought with him, were he actually hungry.

Mr. Blond: Ya look like ya wanna be som'ere else. Not like anyone here's worth the time, Ya know?

Daisuke sighs, seemingly in agreement with those thoughts, but still...

Mr. the Crow: The sooner we return to our normal routine, the sooner we have to start considering those tiresome people once more...

Mr. Blond: Tha's a point. Aw well, least food's good.

On this note, he offers his plate to the boss. No reaction at all is forthcoming for a moment, until...

Mr. the Crow: ... Domo...

And that's it. Mr. Blond shrugs and takes a burger from the pile, to ponder the logistics of eating it. Under normal circumstances, it would be simple, but should the Peroxide Outlaw open his mouth too wide, his cigarillo [as yet unlit, Daisuke permits him the vice, but cannot abide the smoke in his face;] would drop out, and right now he can't quite remove it.

Mr. the Crow: It seems however, that there is no shortage of tiresome people here.

Mr. Blond: No shortage o' whatcha call tah-some people in tha whole company; least this Jack guy can cook though...

As he says this, he has a revelation: he can use his ring and little fingers of his right, burger filled, hand to remove the long, thin cigar, to place it behind his ear. The obvious flaw in this master plan soon becomes well, obvious, in that it brings a bun loaded with cheese, onions, ketchup and of course the grease-wrapped burger itself into close proximity to his hair. The cigarillo goes back for further deliberations.

Mr. the Crow: Tiresome people in every place I look. It is most distressing. Night-mare has arranged for an interview to take place here, out of all the places he could have chosen, he opts to have it at a party.

Mr. Blond: Hah. Bet he mentioned ahh Tag Titles.

There's a hint of a snap in the reply that draws Mr. Blond's attention from his dilemma for a moment. It disappears after the first question, leaving Mr. Blond free to ponder.

Mr. the Crow: How should I know? You know, I really hoped hoped that aquiring the Tag Titles would free us from the Coopers, and the Jameses and the Lice of this world. Instead, it seems to have drawn us closer to them. Even this Liam Mortell has disappointed me.

Mr. Blond: Yeah? He looked like a good'nuff challenge for ya...

That one trails off nervously, coincinding nicely with a wad of fried onions & ketchup dropping to the floor. The Boss isn't actually fazed.

Mr. the Crow: All that and more, no doubt. The disappointment lies in his affiliation with this team with no name. The venerable warrior, Mr. Mortell is more than happy to crawl in the dirt with those putrid worms. The Fighting Spirit Champion consorting with pair of scum-sucking molluscs who by their own admission have no Fighting Spirit of their own.

Mr. Blond: Ah dunno if they ever said that...

Mr. the Crow: Of course, they did not phrase it in such an eloquent manner, and I suspect that is more to do with with them being too idiotic to realise the meaning of their own words. Mr. Madrox and Mr. Adams, who of late have been playing a similar, although less effective, role to us in the life of Mr. Mortell have a breed of Fighting Spirit, and certainly more than Mr. Cooper and his partner; they just lack the necessary respect for Mr. Mortell and his title.

Blondie has resolved his difficulty, during Daisuke's speech, and is now happily munching on his burger. Through a mouthful of beef, onion, bread and cheese, he offers a thought:

Mr. Blond: Same respect we ain't gettin' neither?

Daisuke smiles. Out of the corner of his eye, he's seen Blondie wrangle with the difficulties of the barbeque, but now he's redeemed himself with some valuable insight.

Mr. the Crow: The very same. Our opponents have no respect for us, and this is a shame, because we have time and again proven to be their equals or better.

Mr. Blond: But who cares what they think eh, boss?

Mr. the Crow: As much I want to say otherwise, I think that I do.

This freezes Mr. Blond's dinner right inside his mouth, and provokes a wide eyed stare, as this bizarre revelation is elaborated on.

Mr. the Crow: With a modicum of respect for us, we might drag some kind of real fight out of them. We have faced their rage, but only the kind of rage that a housewife has when she grinds an infestation of ants into the floor, and since we are not ants, we are more than capable of avoiding their downward slipper. We, after all, are the Tag Team Champions, Wakari-san, yourself and I; outwitting and outfighting them at eve-

The bite has been wolfed down, and Mr. Blond cuts in.

Mr. Blond: But why ya want their respect? Ya jus' said they worms...

Mr. the Crow: What I want is a challenge, which so far they have not gien us. Ideally, they would step aside and let more interesting challengers step up, but since they are nothing, if not persistant; and if that is how they shall be, then they should also have a little higher regard for us.

Matter resolved, there is but one tiny detail to deal with...

Mr. Blond: Yeah, but ya know they buildin' to a Tag Title match next Sunday...

Mr. the Crow: I do indeed. I am quite tempted to leave the matter in your capable hands, alongside Wakari-san.

Mr. Blond rolls his eyes, and leaves the scene, in search of something to wash down his burger, leaving Daisuke to his much deserved nap...
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Simon stands there, realizing nobody’s really paying any attention to him that makes him feel unloved, so much so that he just pouts, looking towards everyone who’s in the midst of conversation, Simon feels bored, you can tell because of how he seems but after all of this, is the FIW lunatic learning something? It seems so as he stops looking toward his wet clothing as he walks over toward the pool and picks up his wet clothing, removing the pink skirt and placing on his wet clothing.

“I’m sorry.”

He says towards everyone? Nobody really listens though expecting the usual stupidity from Simon, but he seems changed, he seems… serious? Yes serious as he walks away from the pool toward the BBQ area, in doing so he walks up to Crackerjack, who seems to almost have left, but not quite as Simon catches him, before speaking toward him.

“Thank you for the food, it was delicious but I’m going now, bye!”

Trying to be as serious as he can Simon says it toward Crackerjack, but not really being able to because of the sheer fact his clothes make him look silly, but he doesn’t care, he takes a deep breath, smiles and then turns, making his leave, COMPLETELY forgetting Elrick, well not forgetting him, realizing he left probably because of his silly ways, as he leave’s a camera watches him, overhearing his last words.

“I’m going to make Elrick proud I promise!”

As he says it he begins to walk off, a water streak following after him as he waddles off to make Elrick proud, how so? God knows but he seems determined…
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Jaime glances around at the whirlwind going on around her. That’s a metaphor. I’m referring to the fact that J.J. was telling a story when Simon showed up, then J.J. finished his story and cracked up about someone she wasn’t really sure who he was. Then her Ninja friend seemed to materialize from the shadows before Simon seemed bored with it all and wandered off.

And now it seemed everyone was quiet. Jaime took the opportunity to glance up at Ninja…’s hair. Yes, that’s right. She glances from his hair, down to J.J…’s hair. Why is she so worried about everyone’s hair? That’s a little weird.

Jaime: Your hair looks hot.

Jaime says this to J.J. Then she glances over her shoulder at Ninja standing behind them.

Jaime: Yours too. Are you guys hot?

Heh. Did she really just say that? It’s kind of funny because that’s a question someone might ask someone like Ninja. Both because of his layers and because a portion of his face is hidden from them. J.J., on the other hand, isn’t hiding anything. Except of course parts that need to be hidden by law. But we can’t fault him for that.

Without waiting for them to respond to the question, the girl complaining about OTHER people’s hair being too hot, starts to play with her own hair, which she’s not bothered to put up and just left loose.

Jaime: Have any of you guys ever had to fight your best friend?

Jaime leans back onto one hand and glances towards J.J.

Jaime: OMG! How silly of me! I meeeean, have you ever had to… referee… your… best… friend?

She’s puzzled by her own question even as she starts asking it. It doesn’t make sense, nor is it relevant. Eventually she waves it off with her other hand, glances back towards Ninja.

Jaime: Nevermind! What about you… En? Do you have a name? Or do we just call you Ninja? Or Extreme? Or Extreme Ninja? Number two?

Why is everything so confusing?

Jaime: Annnyways! I’m only asking because I have to fight my best friend La Lesbiana Fantastica in this silly tag team match! Why would they do that? What do either of us have to gain from fighting one another? The title isn’t on the line. It’s just plain mean!
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We've lost sight of the Prince of Pain for a little while considering we've been checking out all the other cool people at the pool party, (and before anybody asks, we only film Stan Stevens because we have to.) but now we've located him standing at the fence on the other side of the pool, drinking off another Coke, his mind racing now that he knows Priest is going to be competing in FIW sometime soon. We can just barely pick him up mumbling to himself as he watches the sunset.

Nightmare: "What's your angle, Priest? What are you gonna' do when you get here? I know for a fact he won't be here just to wrestle and win titles...He must feel like he's got to help someone, or worse, he's targeted somebody for elimination. Tch, and I doubt Priest'd divulge his motives to me right away, he's a guy who likes his secrets for sure even though he's an upstanding guy..."

He shakes his head, readjusting the visor on top of his head as he takes another swig.

Nightmare: "I'll figure it out. Toby said he's supposed to debut on this week's ReVolt...only we don't know how, since he doesn't have a match. I just hope Priest doesn't get himself into trouble when he shows up, as capable as the guy is he's never been in a place like FIW before."

All of a sudden, his cellphone began to vibrate in his jeans pocket. Wondering who could be calling him, he pulled it out and looked at it, his green eyes widening as he saw a note flashing on his cellphone screen, 'PICK UP TANYA AND CONNOR', that was supposed to be about twenty minutes ago.

Nightmare: "Motherfucker! I completely spaced!"

Slamming his cellphone shut, he snatched up his cooler and beat feet for the parking lot, not even saying good-bye to Crackerjack, wherever he was, considering he was in that much of a hurry. Parties needed to wait, matches needed to wait for the time being, now was his time to be a dad.

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Once he hears the other man's voice again J.J. squints at him, the voice seemingly sounding familiar to him and he's trying to place it. Similar to the other strange man around them, his dark eyes look over the man up and down a number of times. He is so consumed with trying to figure out who it is that he doesn't even notice that the strange man in the skirt left their presence. It isn't until that the lovely FIW Hellcat sitting next to him speaks up that his focus is broken on the task.

A bright smile spreads across the referee's features when she states how attractive his hair is and one of Ninja's eyebrows arches. Soon that is replaced with what looks like a smile under his cloth when she mentions her liking his hair too. Though his expression changes at a rapid fire pace again when she asks if they are hot, making his eyes go wide. His entire body language changes and becomes much more nervous as he tries to think of how to answer such a question.


Extreme Ninja #2: I..um...that is Jaime-dono...er...

Taking this chance to step in, J.J. leans back into the center of Jaime Lee's vision with a grin.

J.J.: That I am Jay, that I am. After all, there is a reason why the FIW female fans voted me cutest referee on staff.

Such a impressive fact is clearly a ego feeder for the young man and he shrugs modestly and adds boastfully.

J.J.: I even beat out Richard Kelly...by one percent...

That last little bit he mumbles so it is difficult for any one to really hear how close of a call it was. Basking in that gleeful ego boost J.J. is nearly thrown off guard when Jaime suddenly changes the subject. Nearly both men at the same exact time display the same exact expression in an eerie kind of moment, that being sympathy with a mixture of sadness. Though J.J. flashes a half smile at Jaime's attempt to try and fix her "mistake" in regards to him, and pats her hand gently.

J.J.: I was a wrestler at one time too Jay.

Before he can add any more his eyes follow hers up to the man standing behind them and listen to what she asks him. Instantly J.J.'s eyes light up like a light bulb just went off and he looks up at EN #2 with a bright smile on his lips.

J.J.: So THAT'S who you are! Ninja!

Fleetingly acknowledging this with a shake of his head, Ninja gradually gets down and sits kiddy corner behind the Hellcat.

Extreme Ninja #2: You may call me just Ninja, Jaime...

The former champ holds back and pauses for a moment, clearly trying not to say what he's called her before because of her misconception of it.

Extreme Ninja #2: I've had to fight men and women I've called my friend before, yes. While it wasn't always some thing I wanted to do, it was some thing I had to do because it was my job and still is. Some times you need to do things you don't want to do during your job, no matter what job it is that you have. So, my advice Jaime...

He pauses for a brief moment to watch her play with her hair and his typically soft spoken tone becomes much more focused and stern.

Extreme Ninja #2: Give it every thing you possibly can in the match against your opponents, regardless of what bonds you may share. For you to do any less could hurt one's pride as a fellow wrestler and cause a rift between you. While, as crazy as it may sound, a good fight pitting the two of you against each other may just make you grow closer. And if they are sore about it afterwards, then, perhaps they weren't meant to be your friend to begin with.

As Extreme Ninja #2 speaks J.J. has grown unusually quiet and seems to be thinking about some thing, maybe even remembering some thing. Whatever the case when off in his own little world his eyes look out at the rest of the backyard, watching the other people here and what they are up to.
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Jaime sits quietly and listens to all of Ninja’s insight on battling your BFFs, all while playing with her hair. She grows tired of that right around the time Ninja concludes his speech. Still though, she sits quiet and thinks all that over. That or her attention has been caught by something else.

Jaime: Yeah… I suppose. Hey Ninj!

Jaime perks back up, seemingly already over having to fight her BFF. Or has something more important come up?

Jaime: Do you always talk so deep and insightful? Makes you sound like a motivational speaker. Have you ever considered that?

She’s serious, people. Not at all insulting or condescending. This is seriously something she’s sidetracked by. Letting Ninja know that he sounds like a motivational speaker. And she’s worried about fighting her BFF. At this rate she should be more worried about getting her ass kicked by her BFF. Focus, Jaime-dono!

Jaime: Weren’t you a referee at one time?

Wow, Jaime has knowledge.

Jaime: That’s very insulting of you, J.J. How do you know Ninja didn’t want to take part in that referee hottie contest?
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When Jaime Lee suddenly gets some thing on her mind and speaks up Ninja contently listens. His eyebrow gradually arching at just how perky she got again, though this time in curiosity at what exactly she wants to say. Once she speaks her mind the referee turned wrestler sits there for a few moments, clearly trying to decide whether this is a joke or not. Despite being a bit embarrassed by the compliment, he eventually opts to believe that she is being sincere and truthful in her question.

Extreme Ninja #2: I...don't know if I always talk that way. Though no, I hadn't ever considered being a motivational speaker before.

Before he can say any more on the matter FIW's Sweetheart speaks up again, this time bringing up his past. Slightly EN #2 nods his head in response to her question needing confirmation, and adds.

Extreme Ninja #2: Yes, though that was nearly two years ago...

By now he should be used to it, but her jumping of subjects catches the second generation Extreme Ninja off guard. As well as snaps J.J. out of his thoughts, looking back over at the beautiful woman and masked ninja sitting to the side of him with a clueless look.

J.J.: Huh?

After his brain registers the rest of Miss Lee's comment he smiles weakly and chuckles at it.

J.J.: Wasn't me that set it up, it was FIW.com that set it up. Besides, I'm not sure if they would've let him in or if they had, he would've gotten very far Jay. Typically girls don't consider the whole face covering look very attractive.

For a mere moment Ninja's features give away that this is news to him but quickly it fades. Sheepishly Extreme Ninja #2 lowers his head a bit and scratches the back of it, some of his hair falling into his partially already covered face.

Extreme Ninja #2: It's okay Jaime, I don't mind too much. He's probably right too, I would've been out of my league against Richard and Logan, Tony and him.

A devilish look crosses the facial features of the young man and an equally devilish smirk pops onto his face as he looks over at Ninja.

J.J.: Kinda like your match this week against Kitten, eh?

The ninja shoots the referee a small glare and J.J. snickers at the thought of the second Extreme Ninja needing to fight FIW's Dual Crown Champion.

J.J.: Believe me, if he's as better as they claim he is compared to the guy that came up in second place in the class from their wrestling school...Being able to walk out without any sprains or broken bones or ripped muscles will be on the bright side.

Completely unaware of the image a certain Hellcat near them has of this particular masked wrestler, J.J. dishes out some “brutal honesty” on him. Though Ninja is trying to not let it affect him, it is clear that to some degree the thought of this match is worrying him. J.J.'s claims, whether truthful or otherwise, are not helping matters to make things worse. Even if it is just playful teasing, well, playful to a certain degree.
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Jaime’s brow furrows as she frowns at the turn of events. First J.J. tells Ninja that he wouldn’t have gotten far in a hottie competition. Who is he to decide what women like? And now he appears to be taunting Ninja over his match this week. What’s perhaps more shocking, though, is that Jaime is actually aware of something that’s going on and not paying attention to Ninja’s hair.

Jaime: I don’t know about that…

Even though Ninja and J.J. have since moved on from Ninja’s lack of the “hottie factor”, Jaime doesn’t. She turns so that’s she’s facing both J.J. and Ninja. She sits Indian-style, looking straight ahead at Ninja. As awkward as it is, Jaime just stares at what’s visible of his face.

Jaime: He has very attractive eyes. I like the blue.

Jaime says all this as if Ninja isn’t sitting there, let alone right in front of her being stared at by her.

Jaime: Are your eyes that blue, J? Are they blue at all?

She now leans in the direction of J.J., looking into his eyes. That doesn’t last long before she sits upright again.

Jaime: And I don‘t think Xtreme Kitten would do anything like THAT to Ninj over here, do you? With that cute little kitten mask? He looks harmless. Besides, at least he isn’t fighting his BFF!

Oh geez, get over it already, James. Wait, didn’t I just tell her to focus on the match? Forget what I said. There’s more important things here. Like guys.

Jaime: At least he’s getting a chance at the Dual Crown Championship. I really, really wanted to win that opportunity and prove to April that I’m not a failure. Can you believe she said I wasted my time last time I was here? How rude! I mean, sure I didn’t accomplish much but that wasn’t my fault. There was other factors involved!

Jaime pouts at the thought of April being so mean to her. How dare she?!
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Both parties turn their attention from what was going on between them when Jaime comments, their eyes falling upon the woman. Once again the two act as near mirror reflections of each other when they both raise an eyebrow at what she said. Course, this doesn't last long when Jaime Lee sits Indian style and stares intensely at the some what visible face of the Extreme Ninja. While J.J. continues to hold his eyebrow at an arch and looks between the two noticing how the ninja is starting to fidget and look awkward.

This only becomes more apparent when she finally hands down her verdict and it isn't easy to see it, but a small tint of red flushes the tips of his cheeks. FIW's least experienced referee rolls his eyes and scoffs at the thought that eyes could be attractive. An equally uneasy action occurs when Jaime looks J.J.'s way and asks if his eyes are blue or at the very least blue at all. His brown eyes blink a few times at her and he slowly shakes his head at her, not really sure what to say to that.


J.J.: No...they’re brown.

This comment is lost when Jaime moves onto the subject that has to be a favorite of hers, Xtreme Kitten. Neither responds to what she says about the Dual Crown Champion, seemingly not seeing him in the same light that Jaime is seeing him in. Since while that mask might look cute, this is the man that has broken a few wrestlers' noses during matches with them. Luckily for them, she doesn't seem to notice either's reluctance to respond and moves onto yet another subject.

J.J.: That's true Jay.

Quickly Ninja nods in agreement and adds in a nervous tone.

Extreme Ninja #2: He's correct, though, this is probably the first match in FIW in a while where I've felt nervous and butterflies in my stomach. It is partially because it is against a man like Kitten-dono and for a championship like the Dual Crown. Also partially because he appears to be holding a grudge against me for some reason...I think it might have to do with my teacher.

A very brief pause due to his eyes widening a bit and he looks towards the Hellcat, realizing he might need to expand on that.

Extreme Ninja #2: That's Extreme Ninja Number One, the original one of us.

Course the conversation moves along and J.J. pats Jaime on the back to help her try to cope about her sister's harsh words. Behind her back the referee motions with his head to get the ninja's attention and motions with it again much to his confusion. A very soft annoyed sigh escapes J.J.'s lips and he motions with his head towards Jaime again, finally EN #2 gets it and raises his hand hesitantly. J.J. nods his head and Extreme Ninja #2 pats FIW's Sweetheart too to help comfort her, not noticing that the referee seems to be watching him now.

J.J.: Yeah, I can relate, some people can be harsh when they don't understand other matters can affect situations.

Abruptly the wrestler turned referee stops patting Jaime on the back and kips right up to his feet with a grin.

J.J.: Hey guys, I'm going to go get us some sodas. While I'm gone, why don't you use some of those wise ninja thoughts to help her Ninja?

Without letting either try to protest or comment he starts heading away from the two of them. As well as throwing up his hand to wave at the two without looking back at them.

J.J.: Be back in a moment.

The camera follows after him for a moment and he lowers his head slightly, his grin widening and showing off his bright white teeth.

J.J.: Ah...if only I had some one helping me like this back then...

In a wistful tone the camera pans away from the FIW referee and back to the duo of wrestlers on the blanket. Extreme Ninja #2 seems to be feeling a mixture of confusion over why J.J. just did that and of worry being alone with Jaime Lee.

Extreme Ninja #2: Don't let her words get your spirits down too much Jaime...From what little time I had around April-san, I know she wouldn't do it to hurt your feelings.

His tone some where between hopeful and a tad shaky as he looks into her eyes.

Extreme Ninja #2: More than likely she was just trying to be a good sister by trying to get a fire lit under your belly...

Suddenly his eyes widen and the worry and nervousness takes dominance over his partially hidden features.

Extreme Ninja #2: Figuratively! Figuratively of course! Not literally have a fire lit under your stomach...

A nervous chuckle seeps out from beneath the blue cloth covering his mouth.

Extreme Ninja #2: So that you'd prove her wrong and realize the potential you have as a wrestler she sees in you, and that others see too, myself included.

Looking like he feels he's blown it Ninja falls silent and lowers his head slightly, drawing his gaze away from Jaime's face. There is an awkward silence, least for the ninja, that falls under the two for several seconds and nearing a minute before he speaks again. EN #2 let's out a soft exhale and looks back up with a determined look in his eyes.

Extreme Ninja #2: If you are really upset about this up coming match with having to deal with facing your friend and Kailey-dono...I could maybe give you a few pointers in dealing with it. I've had to fight in similar situations as well as I could give you a few pointers on dealing with their styles. Since I've faced and beat Kailey-dono before and Lesbiana-dono's style seems...vaguely familiar to me for some reason.

Trying his best to be patient and wait for her answer to the offer, but his worry kicks in and forces him to say some thing again.

Extreme Ninja #2: If you think it's a dumb idea or any thing I understand and just figured I'd offer you, what with being...friends.

The last word is said in an odd sort of way, like it is a foreign word to use and yet at the same time relief in being able to use it.
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Instead of going one by one over all the facial expression Jaime had during that last RP, I’ll just skip ahead. Although, I feel I should point out that the shoulder patting seemed to lift her spirit’s a little. Odd, you’d think something like that would be awkward to sit through. But it is Jaime. Regardless, I’ll also note that when Ninja speaks about April trying to “get a fire lit under her belly”, Jaime glances down at her exposed stomach and grins. She finds that expression cutely funny. So I guess maybe I did go over some of her reactions. Whatever.

Jaime: I’m not worried about fighting Kailey. I’m ready to kick her ass. Did you see what she did to Lesbiana last week?

Question. But it’s not one she’s expecting an answer to. Why? Because she has the answer.

Jaime: Of course you did, you were there. And for what? Because she’s mad that I eliminated her from a battle royal for the Dual Crown Contendership? Whoop-dee-doo! I got eliminated too and I’m not about extracting revenge against… who eliminated me?

Jaime poses as the thinker for a moment.

Jaime: My point exactly! I’m not all hung up on it. And this is the woman that was best friends with my sister at one time? Speaking of which, I should probably ring her up about this.

She shifts on the blanket, getting up onto her knees and sitting back on her legs as she gets more up close and intimate with Ninja. Oooh, how cute. Or it would be if it was actually due to romantic reasons. It’s not. Sorry, Ninj. Jaime leans in and glances in the direction of J.J. getting their sodas.

Jaime: I’ve been trying to get the inside scoop from J.J. ‘Cuz from what I understand he and Kailey were…

Jaime raises her eyebrows a couple times for the insinuation.

Jaime: Or something to that affect. But he doesn’t seem very anxious to talk on her, ya know what I’m saying? Which makes me think there was a little…

Again with the raising of the eyebrows to insinuate.

Jaime: I mean, I’m not really sure what kind of girl she was back then but if now is any indication… she seems kind of skanky. And kind of like a tease. I mean, I’m totally not trying to rag on her or anything. I’ll totally kick her ass in the ring instead of just tearing her down verbally, but I get the vibe she hurt J.J.

Again with the glancing in the direction of said referee. All clear on the J.J. front, he’s not on his way back yet.

Jaime: And that’s just so not cool to hurt someone like him. He’s a sweetie pie. And now the way she's treating me just because of a battle royal. And taking it out on Lesbiana. So not cool.

Now Jaime finally backs off Ninja some, concluding her Kailey gossiping. Plus, J.J. might be on his way back with the sodas and she doesn’t want to look conspicuous. We can only wait and see.
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