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| Three time Tag Team Champions; Lets hope so. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 3 2009, 08:18 PM (48 Views) | |
| Skone | Feb 3 2009, 08:18 PM Post #1 |
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A scene that most FIW fans are used to now greets us as the camera bursts into life, Blake Orange quietly sitting behind his desk. A thin cigar in a crystal ash tray slowly burns away and a small glass of whiskey with a few cubes of ice sits beside it. Blake stirs and looks at his watch, looking frustrated he drums his fingers on his desk and reaches for his intercom. Blake Orange: Miss Oatlash, is he here yet, I haven't got time for his fun and games. Miss Oatlash: Not yet sir, I'll send him straight through when he arrives. Blake Orange: He does know who he's messing with doesn't he, He does know and remember who Blake Orange is. Up until recently we were the Tag Team Champions and if I remember correctly, he is still on the Orange pay-roll. Miss Oatlash: He's just arrived sir. Blake Orange: Send him in Miss Oatlash. Blake switches from his intercom system and waits for, who we assume is Harrison O'Reily to make his entrance into Blake's office. The large oak doors of Blake's office swing open and Harrison makes his grand entrance, a light glaze of sweat covering his face which is as red as a strawberry. He takes a few steps forward and drops the large bag which he has over his shoulder and gives a rather eccentric wave into the direction of Blake. Blake Orange: What is it O'Reily, what is so important that it couldn't wait until later, I had to cancel a meeting with the Sultan of Brunei....not a man you want to anger. Harrison, quite out of breath takes a minute before explaining everything to Blake. Harrison: Well after what happened at Hardcore Hangover boss I thought we needed to change things up abit. Blake Orange: O'Reily, please do not speak about that farce of a match, the only reason they defeated us is because of the TWO matches we had against Xtreme Kitten and Onikage. Harrison: You're right boss, they got lucky against me and you. Blake Orange: Me? I don't remember me costing us the Tag Titles O'Reily. Harrison: But I did all the hard work to win them back in the first place boss, I mean... Blake Orange: Enough O'Reily, I'm not here to bicker with you, I'm curious as to this news that you have for me. Harrison: I've found him. Blake Orange: Found who O'Reily. Harrison: I've found your son boss! Blake Orange:... Harrison: I'll be right back boss, I'll just go and get him, he's right outside. Harrison picks up the bag that he brought in with him and makes his way out through the large main doors that lead into Blake's office, the doors slam shut and Orange starts to pace about nervously and returns to his seat behind his office desk. He raises his hands and runs them through his hair. Looking down he reaches into his inside pocket of his suit jacket and removes a key, he places it into one of the draws below him and unlocks it. As he slowly opens it we see a small pistol lies in there, he removes it and removes the safety catch. We then hear Harrison's voice come from behind the office doors. Harrison: You ready boss. Nervously Blake stands up from behind his desk with pistol in hand. Blake Orange: Come on in O'Reily, and bring my.....son with you. The doors swing open once again but only one man stands in the door way, this man is dressed in bright orange wrestling tights and with a House of Orange t-shirt. The name 'House of Orange' thought has been removed and is now replaced with 'La Naranja Villains' with a picture of two masked men below it. A mask completes the look, although tufts of ginger hair is poking through different parts of the mask, Harrison O'Reily as a luchador? El Hijo Del Orange: Hey essa, it's me papi, it's your son. A look of absolute shock and disbelief has struck Blake Orange, placing the safety back onto the pistol he was holding he hides it in his inside jacket pocket. Blake Orange: What in the name of Christ are you doing O'Reily. El Hijo Del Orange: O'Reily, who is this O'Reily you keep talking about papi? It's me, your son. I've come to form the greatest father son tag team since... Blake Orange: Since who O'Reily, name me one father and son tag team. El Hijo Del Orange: Bob and Randy Orton? Blake Orange: No. El Hijo Del Orange: Ted Dibiase and Ted Jr? Blake Orange: No. El Hijo Del Orange Bret and Owen Hart? Blake Orange: They were brothers you complete cretin, now finish this pathetic charade and take of that mask. One size fits all they say, they didn't take in to account your over sized cranium. El Hijo Del Orange: I don't know what you talkin' about papi, I'm your son... Blake Orange: I will give you to the count of three O'Reily before I remove this pistol and make this all look like a terrible accident. El Hijo Del Orange: But papi. Blake Orange: One... El Hijo Del Orange: Papi. Blake Orange: Two... Del Orange, or Harrison removes the mask and drops it to the floor, he clears his throat and wipes the ginger locks away from his eyes. Harrison: I thought boss... Blake Orange: You thought what O'Reily. You thought you'd embarrass yourself, I can tell you it's a good job nobody else saw this mockery. Harrison: I thought if we acted like those Phoenix and Rowley guys then we'd have a better chance of winning back our titles boss, you know I miss it so much sometimes I cry a little bit. Blake Orange: I'll pretend you didn't say that. Harrison: I'd try anything boss, anything to win back my Tag Title. I'd swim with sharks, I'd fight tigers. Blake Orange: That will not be necessary O'Reily, I like your determination and dedication to the cause however, now forget about wearing a mask and forget about flying around the ring. I am confident that we will be retaining our Tag Team championships, thus becoming a three time champion and cementing our status as the best tag team in this federation. Harrison: Yea boss, the greatest Tag Team in the history of FIW. Blake Orange: Shush now O'Reily, and get changed out of those wrestling tights, it's like you're wearing nothing at all, it's quite disturbing. Harrison: Right boss. Harrison picks up the mask he was previously wearing and walks out the office, Blake returns to sit back behind his desk and takes a large drink from the glass in front of him as our scene ends. |
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