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Drunken Rambling Old Man Story; Takeshi Sunshine
Topic Started: Dec 2 2011, 10:14 AM (46 Views)
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It's later. I know that's sort of vague, but whatever. Sunshine is in an alley near the arena quietly drinking to himself and staring at the night sky, when who should approach but Toby Bostock!

Sunshine: Fucking hell...

Another roll of the eyes... that's becoming his signature gesture, I think. Beside that constant mean-mug. Man's got a face like he just ate an entire vine of sour grapes and washed it down with pure lemon juice. He gets that particular taste out of his mouth with a swig of beer.

TB: Uh, so, about those FIW magazine questions...

Sunshine: You're-uh tenacious, kid. I'll give you that.

Toby shrugs.

TB: It's my job. I have professional pride. It's not that complicated. Not all of us don't give a shit about the business like you.

Wow. Toby also has the balls to insult the catherine wheel of rage that is Takeshi Sunshine. His eyebrows climb a bit as he glances over the interviewer, taking another long drink of his beer while deciding exactly what part of the brain to palm-strike Toby's nose into. Surpisingly, though, he doesn't. He doens't even get angry. Takeshi just shakes his head.

Sunshine: I care about-uh this business.

He stares down the longneck, then glances at Toby.

Sunshine: I care a lot about-uh this business.

The weight of his gaze weighs on Bostock's young shoulders for a long time. Neither man is really trying to find words or communicating telepathically, just a mutual silence while both of them feel out the situation.

Sunshine: This business doesn't give a shit about-uh me. An' I don't blame it.

He takes another drink, then looks away, going into storyteller mode.

Sunshine: When I was-uh young this shit was simple. You put on a funny fuckin' costume, you beat a few guys up, an' you got money an' whores on fuckin' tap. No rules, 'cept stay outta the way of the big dogs when they rolled through town. Sometimes you cut a single promo... said how you were gonna stretch your opponent out, or bust their heads... sometimes you'd do an interview. But if you did, you'd talk about your-uh fuckin' match. Nothin' else.

He shakes his head, looking Toby up and down.

Sunshine: I had a wife once, y'know? But she fucked around on me, and I fucked around on her, an' I hated her whole-uh fuckin' family.

Another drink downed as his eyes return to that farway place that we ourselves can't see.

Sunshine: Her rice was never sticky enough either.

Oh man, I feel ya there. I hate it when my rice ain't sticky enough.

Sunshine: Ain't had no reason for romance since then. I was-uh thirty-five years old... no point in startin' my whole damn-uh life over again. Hard enough the first fuckin' time. Nah. I'd rather stick to whores anyway. Whores don't-uh talk back when you ask what's for dinner. They don't bitch and-uh whiiiine that you're not home enough. They just-uh get on your dick, then get outta your life...

He wipes his nose on the sleeve of his tracksuit, not because he's weeping or anything. He just had some snot.

Sunshine: I don't need-uh to make any friends. Katsuya works a good match. He fights almost as well as I do... but that doesn't mean I'm going to sit around and-uh talk about life and-uh the pursuit of fucking happiness with him. Them boys in management, though... they just-uh don't get it. You know? But that's fine with me. They can give all the camera time they want to these bleeding-heart Sentai that can't even properly hit a woman, who gush over their-uh feelings and waste time with the Cibernetico when they should be keeping an eye on their fucking tag titles...

That beer is almost gone, especially after this last gulp. Takeshi is getting his Irish up.

Sunshine: Not one word about the Sunshine Crew. Not one word about the Blond Outlaws. It's Team Seigi Sentai this and trashy romance that. And-uh I don't. Care. But I will say that it's foolish. It's foolish that they have wasted their time concentrating their efforts on pursuits that would handle themselves. Focusing on what they do not have instead of trying to claim that which they do not have. And will not-uh have.

They're space-monsters, not Americans. EDITOR'S NOTE: That line only made sense in context with a joke I didn't feel was very funny so I deleted it. But I left this paragraph break. Now you're reading this edit, making the break even longer. Classy.

Sunshine: By my hand or that of another, Seigi Sentai will not succeed in the Cibernetico. They're just not good enough. And by my hand or-uh Mr. Blond's... they will lose the only accomplishments they possess. If-uh I must, I will put on a pink wig and watch as the insect cannot strike me.

There's sort of a smug sense of self-amusement in that statement. I guess he likes his own joke. Takeshi pushes off the wall and takes that last dreg from the bottom of the bottle before sending it dashed against the side of the arena. He appriases Toby one more time, then nods.

Sunshine: That's the difference. Skull can talk a big game to get his head into it... Kamen can try to make sure his heart is-uh pure to guide him into this match... but it's Blond's fists. My feet. Our bodies that will keep them from leaving it.

He makes his exit, walking a fair pace away from Toby before turning around.

Sunshine: My favorite color is gold. I don't know what dubstep is, but it sounds fucking stupid.

TB: Gold... ... like sunshine?

We get a rare grin from Takeshi Ito.

Sunshine: Like beer.

Fade.
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