Post by Anthony Jordan on Jun 23, 2008 22:26:02 GMT -5
*The scene opens up in the USCW locker room where Whitey Ford is sitting on the couch watching TV. He has a green drink in a glass that he holds in his right hand. He's wearing a green shirt with a black outline of a marijuana leaf on the front. He takes a gulp of his drink and gives a primal yell before smacking his lips.*
Ford: "WOOOOOOO, mixing Hpnotiq and Hennessy is some good shit! Wish I had tried this sooner!"
*Whitey seems to be having a great time as the camera spins around show the finish of the vignette where the Ringmaster warned Jake Seven of the consequences of a loss to Anthony Jordan at International Incident. From there, it replays Seven's fall from egotistical, self-serving, pseudo-do-gooder to a man lost in his own hedonism perverting his logic to make it acceptable. Whitey's jubilation turns to confusion as he looks down at his drink and sloshes it around looking for some abnormality.*
Ford: "I'm already loaded? I got to be to imagine Seven trying to lead my lifestyle, albeit a much lamer version."
*After Whitey finishes speaking, "The Role Model" walks up behind the couch to few the tail end of Seven's montage.*
Jordan: "It is completely wrong either way, but at least you are tolerable under the influence. I accept that it is, regrettably, part of your character. Seven, though, he is such a poser."
*Whitey looks down at his glass.*
Ford: "You're right, magic drink, but do not judge me for you have made me this way."
Jordan: "It is me, you moron!"
*Ford turns around and looks at Jordan only to jump up in fear. Whitey tosses the drink at Jordan, which the Straight Edger dodges.*
Ford: "Quit eavesdropping on a private conversation!"
*Whitey now looks horrified to see that his drink is gone. He wipes away a tear from his eye.*
Ford: "He gave his life to protect the right to privacy."
*Jordan rolls his eyes.*
Jordan: "Okay, Whitey, try using what brain cells you have not killed and join me in sane conversation."
Ford: "Insane conversation?"
*Jordan sighs.*
Jordan: "Yeah, I set myself up there. Anyway, it looks like you have a new friend."
Ford: "You're calling me your friend?"
Jordan: "God, no! Never in public!"
*Jordan furiously shakes his head to prove his point before motioning to the TV.*
Jordan: "I meant Jake Seven. Looks like you two have a lot in common now."
*Whitey looks taken aback by that statement.*
Ford: "Hey, fuckwad, I'll never associate with that prick!"
Jordan: "Why not? Infiltrate his camp and sabotage him for International Incident. Not that I need it, but it would be nice to have a leg up on Seven should the Faction interfere."
*Ford stomps the ground like a child having a tantrum.*
Ford: "I will not be associated with him! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!"
*"The Role Model" anchors Whitey to the floor by pressing down on his shoulders until Whitey calms down.*
Jordan: "Like it or not, and I personally like it, Jake Seven is now a dopey head."
Ford: "It's 'dope head,' and why would you like it?"
Jordan: "What better anti-drug motivation is there than lumping all those stone men with Jake Seven?!"
*Jordan gives his goofy grin.*
Ford: "You mean 'stoners.'"
*Whitey groans sits on the back of the couch looking down.*
Jordan: "There is not much you can do other than toooooo..."
*Jordan stops as he knows Whitey will hate the alternative. Already knowing what it is, Whitey snaps his head up and growls.*
Ford: "Go ahead, finish!"
*Jordan meekly looks down and finishes his statement.*
Jordan: "Sober up."
*Ford screams and tips over the couch. He stalks over to the table and shoves the contents on the floor before walking over to the refrigerator and opening both doors and leaving them open.*
Jordan: "Whitey, stop! You are slightly inconveniencing me to clean up after you!"
*Ford turns around and points at his fellow USCW alumni.*
Ford: "YOUUUUUUUUU made me this! Are you happy now?"
*Jordan looks around.*
Jordan: "No, I do not much care for this, but it is slightly less destructive than you normally are."
*Ford walks up to Jordan and holds his arms out.*
Ford: "What about what has become of me? Do you like me now?"
Jordan: "It would be a strain to say I ever liked you and since you are pitching a fit, I would have to say that I do not like you right now."
*Whitey's head starts shaking.*
Ford: "Because I'm sober!"
Jordan: "Actually, you were drinking when I came in here. I am sure it is not out of your system until a couple more hours."
Ford: "But your intense logic will make me sober!"
*Whitey stalks over to the door and opens it. He takes a step back and looks at Jordan.*
Ford: "You wouldn't like me when I'm sober."
Ford: "WOOOOOOO, mixing Hpnotiq and Hennessy is some good shit! Wish I had tried this sooner!"
*Whitey seems to be having a great time as the camera spins around show the finish of the vignette where the Ringmaster warned Jake Seven of the consequences of a loss to Anthony Jordan at International Incident. From there, it replays Seven's fall from egotistical, self-serving, pseudo-do-gooder to a man lost in his own hedonism perverting his logic to make it acceptable. Whitey's jubilation turns to confusion as he looks down at his drink and sloshes it around looking for some abnormality.*
Ford: "I'm already loaded? I got to be to imagine Seven trying to lead my lifestyle, albeit a much lamer version."
*After Whitey finishes speaking, "The Role Model" walks up behind the couch to few the tail end of Seven's montage.*
Jordan: "It is completely wrong either way, but at least you are tolerable under the influence. I accept that it is, regrettably, part of your character. Seven, though, he is such a poser."
*Whitey looks down at his glass.*
Ford: "You're right, magic drink, but do not judge me for you have made me this way."
Jordan: "It is me, you moron!"
*Ford turns around and looks at Jordan only to jump up in fear. Whitey tosses the drink at Jordan, which the Straight Edger dodges.*
Ford: "Quit eavesdropping on a private conversation!"
*Whitey now looks horrified to see that his drink is gone. He wipes away a tear from his eye.*
Ford: "He gave his life to protect the right to privacy."
*Jordan rolls his eyes.*
Jordan: "Okay, Whitey, try using what brain cells you have not killed and join me in sane conversation."
Ford: "Insane conversation?"
*Jordan sighs.*
Jordan: "Yeah, I set myself up there. Anyway, it looks like you have a new friend."
Ford: "You're calling me your friend?"
Jordan: "God, no! Never in public!"
*Jordan furiously shakes his head to prove his point before motioning to the TV.*
Jordan: "I meant Jake Seven. Looks like you two have a lot in common now."
*Whitey looks taken aback by that statement.*
Ford: "Hey, fuckwad, I'll never associate with that prick!"
Jordan: "Why not? Infiltrate his camp and sabotage him for International Incident. Not that I need it, but it would be nice to have a leg up on Seven should the Faction interfere."
*Ford stomps the ground like a child having a tantrum.*
Ford: "I will not be associated with him! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!"
*"The Role Model" anchors Whitey to the floor by pressing down on his shoulders until Whitey calms down.*
Jordan: "Like it or not, and I personally like it, Jake Seven is now a dopey head."
Ford: "It's 'dope head,' and why would you like it?"
Jordan: "What better anti-drug motivation is there than lumping all those stone men with Jake Seven?!"
*Jordan gives his goofy grin.*
Ford: "You mean 'stoners.'"
*Whitey groans sits on the back of the couch looking down.*
Jordan: "There is not much you can do other than toooooo..."
*Jordan stops as he knows Whitey will hate the alternative. Already knowing what it is, Whitey snaps his head up and growls.*
Ford: "Go ahead, finish!"
*Jordan meekly looks down and finishes his statement.*
Jordan: "Sober up."
*Ford screams and tips over the couch. He stalks over to the table and shoves the contents on the floor before walking over to the refrigerator and opening both doors and leaving them open.*
Jordan: "Whitey, stop! You are slightly inconveniencing me to clean up after you!"
*Ford turns around and points at his fellow USCW alumni.*
Ford: "YOUUUUUUUUU made me this! Are you happy now?"
*Jordan looks around.*
Jordan: "No, I do not much care for this, but it is slightly less destructive than you normally are."
*Ford walks up to Jordan and holds his arms out.*
Ford: "What about what has become of me? Do you like me now?"
Jordan: "It would be a strain to say I ever liked you and since you are pitching a fit, I would have to say that I do not like you right now."
*Whitey's head starts shaking.*
Ford: "Because I'm sober!"
Jordan: "Actually, you were drinking when I came in here. I am sure it is not out of your system until a couple more hours."
Ford: "But your intense logic will make me sober!"
*Whitey stalks over to the door and opens it. He takes a step back and looks at Jordan.*
Ford: "You wouldn't like me when I'm sober."
