Post by davidhavok on Jul 9, 2013 5:09:16 GMT -5
*Wack Wack Wack*
The repeated sound of something being struck can be heard very loudly as the scene begins to fade in.
? ? ?:
Thats it, just a little harder.
A voice rings through as a pale man is seen walking across the room. He walks over to a set of singapore canes. He picks up out and turns just as another man walks over.
? ? ?:
Yo Jace! Whats up man?
The man turns and looks confused at the scene.
Jace Reed:
Um...have we met before?
The other man laughs
? ? ?:
You don't recognize me right?
Jace just shakes his head
David Dreadful:
Its me man... David Dreadful.
Jace's eyes go wide and his mouth hangs open in shock.
Jace Reed:
Dude...what the hell happened to you!?
David rolls his eyes
David Dreadful:
I got a hair cut man. Chill out for a sec. You look like your about to pass out.
Jace still wide eyed walks over to a chair and sits down.
Jace Reed:
Since when did you go goth?
David Dreadful:
I'm not and thats stereotyping.
Jace just shakes his head. His shock finally seeming to subside.
Jace Reed:
So, what brings you to the old gym? I thought I was the only person that came here anymore.
David Dreadful:
Well I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by...this was the only place I remember that had these babies.
David looks at the cane.
Jace Reed:
Oh yeah?
David Dreadful:
Remember when we we teenagers and we always tried to steal these things out of here?
Jace Reed:
And get busted every time because we couldn't hide them in our shirts.
David chuckles as he tightly grips the cane in his hand.
David Dreadful:
Did you know this is probably my all time favorite weapon?
Jace shakes his head
David Dreadful:
The sound it makes when it cracks across the backs of people. The jolt that races through my hands when I feel it vibrate...that must be what it feels like when a junkie gets his next fix or something.
Jace very oddly nods his head.
David Dreadful:
EAW...my last time there ended pathetically. So imagine my delight when I heard just a while ago that it had opened back up...now I have a chance to redeem myself and at the cost of one of EAW's old golden boys Jason Kross. Oh yes...this is going to quite fun if I must say so myself. Not only do I have the chance to beat Kross, but there is absolutely nothing anyone can do that protect...once I get this cane down off that pole its all fair game, but just saying it isn't enough. I need to make sure I have got any rust with this thing...
David turns to look at Jace who is unzipping his bag. David approaches his eyes now almost blank. Jace see him walk over
Jace Reed:
Whats up man? You need a spot or something?
David reels back and swings the cane. Jace dodges and yells.
Jace Reed:
Yo man what the hell!?
David takes the cane and points it to Jace.
David Dreadful:
Its just practice man...calm down.
Jace Reed:
What the hell do you mean calm down!?
David takes the cane and measures up the side of his head
David Dreadful:
Just one good swing man. Whaddya say?
Jace Reed:
I say hell no you lunatic!
David takes a few small practice swings as he still sizes up his target. He smirks and reels back again, but stops and light taps the side of his head. Jace stares wide eyed again at David. His face white as a ghost. David laughs and pulls the cane away.
David Dreadful:
Oh man *laughs* You're still just as scared as ever.
Jace's expression turns to anger
Jace Reed:
Thats not cool man.
David continues to laugh as Jace shakes his head madly.
David Dreadful:
Oh you are so lucky you aren't Jason Kross.
David laughs again as the scene fades out.
The repeated sound of something being struck can be heard very loudly as the scene begins to fade in.
? ? ?:
Thats it, just a little harder.
A voice rings through as a pale man is seen walking across the room. He walks over to a set of singapore canes. He picks up out and turns just as another man walks over.
? ? ?:
Yo Jace! Whats up man?
The man turns and looks confused at the scene.
Jace Reed:
Um...have we met before?
The other man laughs
? ? ?:
You don't recognize me right?
Jace just shakes his head
David Dreadful:
Its me man... David Dreadful.
Jace's eyes go wide and his mouth hangs open in shock.
Jace Reed:
Dude...what the hell happened to you!?
David rolls his eyes
David Dreadful:
I got a hair cut man. Chill out for a sec. You look like your about to pass out.
Jace still wide eyed walks over to a chair and sits down.
Jace Reed:
Since when did you go goth?
David Dreadful:
I'm not and thats stereotyping.
Jace just shakes his head. His shock finally seeming to subside.
Jace Reed:
So, what brings you to the old gym? I thought I was the only person that came here anymore.
David Dreadful:
Well I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by...this was the only place I remember that had these babies.
David looks at the cane.
Jace Reed:
Oh yeah?
David Dreadful:
Remember when we we teenagers and we always tried to steal these things out of here?
Jace Reed:
And get busted every time because we couldn't hide them in our shirts.
David chuckles as he tightly grips the cane in his hand.
David Dreadful:
Did you know this is probably my all time favorite weapon?
Jace shakes his head
David Dreadful:
The sound it makes when it cracks across the backs of people. The jolt that races through my hands when I feel it vibrate...that must be what it feels like when a junkie gets his next fix or something.
Jace very oddly nods his head.
David Dreadful:
EAW...my last time there ended pathetically. So imagine my delight when I heard just a while ago that it had opened back up...now I have a chance to redeem myself and at the cost of one of EAW's old golden boys Jason Kross. Oh yes...this is going to quite fun if I must say so myself. Not only do I have the chance to beat Kross, but there is absolutely nothing anyone can do that protect...once I get this cane down off that pole its all fair game, but just saying it isn't enough. I need to make sure I have got any rust with this thing...
David turns to look at Jace who is unzipping his bag. David approaches his eyes now almost blank. Jace see him walk over
Jace Reed:
Whats up man? You need a spot or something?
David reels back and swings the cane. Jace dodges and yells.
Jace Reed:
Yo man what the hell!?
David takes the cane and points it to Jace.
David Dreadful:
Its just practice man...calm down.
Jace Reed:
What the hell do you mean calm down!?
David takes the cane and measures up the side of his head
David Dreadful:
Just one good swing man. Whaddya say?
Jace Reed:
I say hell no you lunatic!
David takes a few small practice swings as he still sizes up his target. He smirks and reels back again, but stops and light taps the side of his head. Jace stares wide eyed again at David. His face white as a ghost. David laughs and pulls the cane away.
David Dreadful:
Oh man *laughs* You're still just as scared as ever.
Jace's expression turns to anger
Jace Reed:
Thats not cool man.
David continues to laugh as Jace shakes his head madly.
David Dreadful:
Oh you are so lucky you aren't Jason Kross.
David laughs again as the scene fades out.
