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| Forever Now; Ira Kimama | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 24 2017, 09:44 AM (31 Views) | |
| JesTheBarber | May 24 2017, 09:44 AM Post #1 |
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The scne opens in a dusty looking bar some where across Manchester, England. It looks to be a rugged looking crowd in this pub. On the Televisions above the bar itself is a music video playing with the words across it. This seems to be a karaoke bar. On a dim lit stage is a Filipino couple singing this song to the best of their ability. Across the bar sitting alone watching the couple sing in front of their friends sits Rob Garcia. Looks like he has a Whisky on some ice in front of him. He spins it around looking at it and then downs the drink. The camera zooms in towards him as he reacts to the strength of the taste. He waves to the bar tender for another and she walks over and pours in what looks like a double shot on the rocks. He takes a sip while looking at the two people sing and then into the camera. Rob: Your bullsihit sotries aren't going to get you anywhere Kira. You have crossed the line. What a bad week to do so. My stupid manager has left me high and dry and I'm sure shes out their bad mouthing me to my boys right now. Rob clenches the glass real tight and with an angry experssion downs that whisky once again and slams the drink on the bar top. He waves to the bar tender who happily pours him another drink. Rob: Then there is this cowardly pussy ass bitch terror attack and I more then ever want to hurt some one for that. Rob swirls his drink around starring at it and takes a nice sip. Rob: So who do I take this out on? Well, the one guy who has it coming. The man who vicously attacked my innocent best friend Jeff Noon and laid him out in the hospital. You Kira Izumi are going to see the side of the World Heavy Weight Rising Champion of the World that most of these assholes here in FIW have never seen! Rob rubs his nose a bit and squints his eyes while looking into the camera with his glass in hand. Rob: I.. The Filipino couple start to scream the chorus at the top of their lungs, not just Rob, but the rest of the bar turn around to hear the atrocity going on stage. Rob turns back looking clearly disturbed. Rob: I said, I... I said. Rob can barley be heard over the screaming and then finally the chorus line is over and the crowd in the bar start to boo. Rob shakes his head in anger. Rob: Those guys will never get a record deal. Idiots. He looks back at the camera and sits there obviously trying to remember what he was saying. His face starts to turn a little red and sweat drips down his forehead. Rob: Ira Kimawa, you are going to be the one I take all my frustration out on! I don't need the Crew, I don't need Com Kilter and one thing we do not need.. is ... Rob stalls and points at the camera trying to remember where he was going with this. Then after a few seconds pass he snaps his fingers at the camera. Rob: Weee... That means, me and you do not need elly rules! Any rules! I am here now to challenge you! Killra Zumama to a no DQ, falls count anywhere match! He says with fury in his voice and then pounds down that whisky again and slams it down on the table. He stares at the camera and is swaying back and fourth now. Rob: So, what do you say Irka? You got the balls to do this? Or.. Rob then stands up from his bar stool and while swaying side to side says with a slur. Rob: I will wait for your answer, I gotta use the bathroom, but answer that question, that I just asked... Okay?! He says while pointing a finger at the camera and the storms off while bumping into possibly everything on his way to the bathroom. **FADES OUITS*** |
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