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Warnings and Threats; ~Drake Love~
Topic Started: Jun 24 2010, 08:51 AM (41 Views)
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The streets looked quite packed in the fading light of the summer sun. As the day finally gives way in the battle for dominance with the night at this late hour, many people refuse to adhere to the rules of time and are bustling about while there is still daylight about.

We come into what appears to be an outside mall or shopping street. The little road in between the stores was clearly not designed for cars and a little trolley goes back and forth easing the plight of the pedestrians.

As we focus the cameras, we find two men walking side by side. The one on the left as they approach the camera has on a pair of dirty jeans that seems to even clash with the worn, ugly tank top he has on over. The man on the right is in contrast wearing a pair of khanki pants and a short sleeve tee with various coloring and wicked designs that seem stylish along with his expensive Oakley sunglasses. The men are Drake Love and Jeff Noon, one guess who is wearing what.


Noon: OH YEAH BROTHER! Drake Love in the Revolt Rumble!

Drake: Stop that.

Noon: Drake Love is going to take on twenty nine other superstars to see if he can survive long enough to pick up the win. A win which would see Drake finally get his first ever Dual Crown title shot in history. Can you feel the electricity building in the air!?

Drake: Seriously, stop talking like that. I mean it now, I will smack you if I have to.

Noon: If Drake can survive the snake pit that is the Revolt Rumble, will he be able to rally in order to capture the magic of twisting the winds of fate to his…owww.

Jeff holds the back of his head where Drake has interrupted Jeff’s ramblings by swatting him in the back of the head. Noon looks at Drake with a hurt look on his face and is greeted by a shrug from Love.

Drake: I told you to knock off that nonsense.

Noon: I was just trying to get you pumped up for your match. I am also supposed to be here to get your soundbyte for the promotional video that they are going to run for this Revolt Rumble.

Drake: I don’t do soundbytes.

Noon: Couldn’t you have just said that instead of smacking me?

Drake: I barely tapped you, don’t be such a girl.

Noon: Well you have to talk about the Rumble eventually.

Drake: I suppose I do indeed. A roster sized match with many stars and talent out to shine. We all know that I have a history of coming up just short in matches like this in FIW lore.

Noon: Yes we have seen a few times when that has been the case. But this isn’t a Condemned Fetish match, this is a Revolt Rumble.

Drake: I suppose you have a point there.

Looking around the street, Drake suddenly pauses and continues to be a bit confused.

Drake: Jeff?

Noon: Hmm?

Drake: Where the piss are we going?

Noon: There is a Hard Rock bar down the street here. I figured I would wait until you got a few drinks in you before I started asking you about…

Realizing he has said too much, Jeff turns to keep walking but Drake reaches his arm out to grab hold of the FIW reporter. Drake pulls Jeff backwards and looks down at him with a meaningful glance.

Drake: Ask about what? Do you need another loan? You still haven’t paid me back the other money you owe me.

Noon: No, I was actually going to bring up the subject of…well…

Drake: Spit it out already Noon.

Noon: Clay Kreuger.

Other pedestrians look back at Drake and Jeff as they flow past them. Some them seem a bit confused by the scene, the camera man surely is throwing them off. Drake stands glowering for a long moment but he finally speaks.

Drake: I told him that there would be no second warning. Neo and I had a classic match. A match for the ages. And what happened? It was all ruined by Clay bringing his grown emo ass down to the ring and behaving like a spoiled child. That makes twice now Clay Kreuger has stuck his nose in my affairs and trust me there will not be a third time. You want me to talk about the Revolt Rumble?

Noon: Well actually the production crew and upper management wants me to ask you about it in hopes you will…

Drake: Let me tell you what goal one and two are. Goal one is to throw Keith Williams right over that top rope to make sure he doesn’t get another shot at the Dual Crown Championship. Goal number two is to find Clay and beat the holy hell out of him until he gets the message that my affairs are none of his concern. I am quickly losing my patience with the man. I don’t care if he wants to cry about losing the tag team titles or if he smacks around his whore of a wife. All I care about it making sure Clay realizes that he needs to keep clear of all issues regarding me. The day is fast approaching where Keith Williams is not going to being able to hide from me any longer. He can duck and dodge all he wants in refusing matches with me, sooner or later he will be out of places to hid. When that day comes, I will not allow Clay or anyone else to get involved. The simplest way to solve this problem is just to take Clay out now.

Noon: Well what about winning or facing Jenny? Finally getting a chance to become Dual Crown Champion?

Drake: All that matters is Clay and Keith. That is it, winning the Rumble is irrelevant. I want to see someone face down in a pool of their own blood by the time I am done.

Jeff opens his mouth but no words come out. There is a slight pause as Jeff seems uncomfortable. Jeff finally seems to have mustered the words he wants to say but Drake holds up a hand to cut him off.

Drake: There is your soundbyte Jeff. I have things to attend to.

Drake turns away from Jeff Noon and begins walking back the way they came. About ten feet away, Drake hops onto one of the electric powered trolleys and is gone in the crowd. Jeff stands looking on at where Drake was last seen.
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