Post by Libertine on Nov 18, 2009 18:57:13 GMT -5
The scene opens in a modern-looking gym lobby area. There’s a long wood desk lining part of the wall on which receptionists and signing people in and performing other day to day actions of their jobs. Steve Storme pushes open a swing door and strolls into the lobby, pulling out his iPod earphones as the music of All Time Low comes to an abrupt end. He spots Immanuel Jackson, aka E-Man, waiting round in the room, leant up against a wall dressed in shorts and a basketball top. He’s texting someone on his cell phone as swarms of people pass in and out through various doors. Steve strolls over to the man he’s taken under his wing as something of a protégé since E-Man for the past several months.
Storme's mouth forms a small smile and he bro-shakes with Immanuel. He stands back, hands on his hips, slightly out of breath after an intense session on the treadmill to stay in perfect condition. Steve's wearing a tight-fitting black t-shirt, a pair of baggy grey pants and expensive white trainers. He pulls a bottle of water from his pants pocket and drains the remaining quarter of it. He screws the cap back on and throws the bottle towards a near-by bin, grinning cockily as it goes straight in. He turns back to face E-Man face on.
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"What up kid? Haha. Funny me callin' you that when you older. But I could care less. Ha. So man, me and you finna get them tag titles soon man. This is the start of a new era. hWo style. Haha."
Steve Storme
"Yeah, E, we've got heat World order holding it down in various feds but I agree with you man, it's about time the two of us get some tag team gold together... but how you doing outside the ring? You're with that Ella chick still, right?"
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Yeah, yeah of course. But she had decided a while ago she wanted to retire from wrestling and all. She usually sits in my locker room and watches my matches .. or should I say watch me win? Haha. Either way it's good. But life's been great. I'm probably gonna get a rap deal from a big label sometime soon. I'm gettin' pretty beastly, and just bought a nice new ride. Plus, I just got Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare Two! Oh shit! Haha. But what about you how you been doing?"
Steve Storme
"Aww, that's cool man. I'm pleased things are going well, especially with Ella. As for me, when it comes to the ring, it couldn't be better. I haven't lost in months, just picked up the biggest win of my two-year career last week against Kyle Evers for a World Title but... me and Kaya are finished. We'd been arguing a lot lately and then I found her with this punk, I vented by punching his face in... but yeah, I've been pretty down cos I thought me and Kaya were right for each other. Our lifestyles clashed though - she hates wrestling and the grinding schedule on the road, and I-... ehh, it's complicated."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Awww, sad to here yall' didn't work out. But meh, forget her. But man, yeah I heard about that World Title win. I mean you beat Evers. He's like one of the greatest like ... ever dude. Real talk, that match was awesome. I watched it on youtube. I was browsing through the internet, and then googled my own name. A lot of shit came up. Then I pressed my wiki. Then saw your name, and I was like heeeyyy .. so I pressed it, and it said three time CGS World champion ... I was like 'Shitz!' So I went to youtube and .. well it's a long story, basically I went to youtue and saw your match. I also saw the video two girls and one cup ... No comment."
Steve Storme
"Oh dear... yeah, that video is nasty. There's some real fucked up people around - kinda like the morons who keep signing Eric Steel to contracts. Since I left DXX, I've enjoyed not seeing that punk cutting his tedious promos although watching him get his ass kicked was always pretty fun, ahaha... but tell me about your rap thing, what record labels you looking to sign with? Young Money perhaps? They're so hot right now."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Mmmmm, maybe. That would be a good idea though. I was about to contact them the other day, but you know ... knowing me, my lazy ass couldn't even get off the couch. Haha. I think I got distracted by like Ben Ten: Alien Force on television. I don't know. But I'm easily distracted. Haha. Maybe, you could try and drop a rap for me right now. Rapping is easy, just like, make sense and rhyme. Drop a rap for me now. Let's see what you can do."
E-Man then smirks and then awaits for Steve to reply. He shrugs his shoulders with an awkward expression on his face, a weak smile. This isn't his field of expertise but he'd rapped a few times before with Dash Blade and was confident enough to know he wasn't going to make a fool of himself.
Steve Storme
"You want me to rap? Uhh... well my half-brother is a rapper but I'm not... I'll give it a go, I guess...
I'm the fuckin' best, Mister C-G-S
Got an ego bigger than Kanye West
And a few times a year, one of my peers
Wants beef and I end their career
Time to shine, blow ya mind with rhymes
Any title I want soon becomes mine
Cos I murder competition like a serial killer
More like Slim Shady than Vanilla
Steve fuckin' Storme, globally known
Rawrstorme to your dome if you come at my throne
And fuck anybody standing in my way
Ey E, ain't you got something to say?"
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Oh shitz, So Steve Storme can pull a rap out of his ass like that. Haha. Oh shit, that rap was fuckin' beast. You should probably be pullin' a label deal with me. Haha. But naw, man I'mma probably sign with Young Money, or Shady Records. I'm not sure yet. You startin' a band anytime soon?"
Steve Storme
"Aw I'd like to start a band - I can play some stuff on the guitar. But I'm so busy on the road, working out and all that. When I take some time off from wrestling, I'll look into forming something like that. As for the rapping, Young Money or Shady would be your best options. With Em's affiliation to WNL, perhaps you could speak to him about getting signed... and if you ever need someone to drop a verse, let me know, ahaha."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Haha. Yeah, I know what you mean, I might sign with him. But, yo what title you plannin' on goin' for on other brands? I think I might just try and get a world title here."
Steve Storme
"In SCW? Yeah, that's cool man, go for it. I'm not really in the gold-hunt there, it's more for the money but I reckon we could get the Tag Titles. I'm going for the WNL Lightweight Title - there's an open battle royal next Saturday ya see."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"But yo, fam' I got things to do and gotta go. But, Ella got a friend, she doesn't have a boy anymore, and she's hot and single. Maybe I could set yall up ..."
Steve Storme
"Uhh... I don't know, man... I don't think I'm really ready to get back into the dating game."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Aww come on Steve. I realise you and Kaya were close but you gotta try to move on and this will be a good start."
Steve Storme
"Alright, alright... we'll go out for lunch or something but you and Ella are coming along in case I don't like this girl, kay?"
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Ahaha okay, man. Peace."
Steve Storme
"See ya."
The scene fades out as Immanuel Jackson walks through the automatic doors, slipping into the crowd and out to the car park. Steve reflects on this double date and sighs - he didn't really want to get into this now. But it might work out, who knows? It was worth a try, at least. Steve opens a door off the lobby, returning to his work-out.
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'ey yo. It be I: Steve Storme. To be perfectly honest this fed is full of third-rate wrestlers who make Torrie Wilson look like the Dynamite Kid. I'm not even playin' - WNL seems to me like DXX rejects and kids who should still be in development. But hey, I'm here to collect a paycheque and add another title to my legacy so why do I care? Answer: I don't.
So the competition sucks more than a cheap whore. I'm entering some battle royal for the Lightweight Title and you can guran-damn-tee I'm coming out champion. Steve Storme is far superior to the rest of the roster here - that is undeniable. Randy Orton? An overrated chin-lock loving bore-fest with a terrible haircut. Ted DiBiase? Ehh, that kid's still a rookie with a moronic smirk on his face that needs to be wiped off. 50 Cent? He's a rapper on steroids, am I supposed to be impressed? And everybody else isn't even worth mentioning, yes they are all that bad.
Peace out, bitches. I got better things to do.
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The scene opens in a bright busy coffee shop. Ella Adams, Kim, Immanuel Jackson and Steve Storme are stood just inside the doorway together. The girls are dressed in tight jeans and tops, while the guys have baggier pants. E's wearing a black sleeveless top and Steve has a tight fitting white shirt with various coloured design over it. Ella smiles at Steve and he returns it; it had been a month or so since they'd last met. Kim looks bored, looking round the cafe aimlessly.
Ella Adams
"Hey Steve, how you been? Well umm, this is my friend Kim."
[/color]Storme's mouth forms a small smile and he bro-shakes with Immanuel. He stands back, hands on his hips, slightly out of breath after an intense session on the treadmill to stay in perfect condition. Steve's wearing a tight-fitting black t-shirt, a pair of baggy grey pants and expensive white trainers. He pulls a bottle of water from his pants pocket and drains the remaining quarter of it. He screws the cap back on and throws the bottle towards a near-by bin, grinning cockily as it goes straight in. He turns back to face E-Man face on.
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"What up kid? Haha. Funny me callin' you that when you older. But I could care less. Ha. So man, me and you finna get them tag titles soon man. This is the start of a new era. hWo style. Haha."
Steve Storme
"Yeah, E, we've got heat World order holding it down in various feds but I agree with you man, it's about time the two of us get some tag team gold together... but how you doing outside the ring? You're with that Ella chick still, right?"
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Yeah, yeah of course. But she had decided a while ago she wanted to retire from wrestling and all. She usually sits in my locker room and watches my matches .. or should I say watch me win? Haha. Either way it's good. But life's been great. I'm probably gonna get a rap deal from a big label sometime soon. I'm gettin' pretty beastly, and just bought a nice new ride. Plus, I just got Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare Two! Oh shit! Haha. But what about you how you been doing?"
Steve Storme
"Aww, that's cool man. I'm pleased things are going well, especially with Ella. As for me, when it comes to the ring, it couldn't be better. I haven't lost in months, just picked up the biggest win of my two-year career last week against Kyle Evers for a World Title but... me and Kaya are finished. We'd been arguing a lot lately and then I found her with this punk, I vented by punching his face in... but yeah, I've been pretty down cos I thought me and Kaya were right for each other. Our lifestyles clashed though - she hates wrestling and the grinding schedule on the road, and I-... ehh, it's complicated."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Awww, sad to here yall' didn't work out. But meh, forget her. But man, yeah I heard about that World Title win. I mean you beat Evers. He's like one of the greatest like ... ever dude. Real talk, that match was awesome. I watched it on youtube. I was browsing through the internet, and then googled my own name. A lot of shit came up. Then I pressed my wiki. Then saw your name, and I was like heeeyyy .. so I pressed it, and it said three time CGS World champion ... I was like 'Shitz!' So I went to youtube and .. well it's a long story, basically I went to youtue and saw your match. I also saw the video two girls and one cup ... No comment."
Steve Storme
"Oh dear... yeah, that video is nasty. There's some real fucked up people around - kinda like the morons who keep signing Eric Steel to contracts. Since I left DXX, I've enjoyed not seeing that punk cutting his tedious promos although watching him get his ass kicked was always pretty fun, ahaha... but tell me about your rap thing, what record labels you looking to sign with? Young Money perhaps? They're so hot right now."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Mmmmm, maybe. That would be a good idea though. I was about to contact them the other day, but you know ... knowing me, my lazy ass couldn't even get off the couch. Haha. I think I got distracted by like Ben Ten: Alien Force on television. I don't know. But I'm easily distracted. Haha. Maybe, you could try and drop a rap for me right now. Rapping is easy, just like, make sense and rhyme. Drop a rap for me now. Let's see what you can do."
E-Man then smirks and then awaits for Steve to reply. He shrugs his shoulders with an awkward expression on his face, a weak smile. This isn't his field of expertise but he'd rapped a few times before with Dash Blade and was confident enough to know he wasn't going to make a fool of himself.
Steve Storme
"You want me to rap? Uhh... well my half-brother is a rapper but I'm not... I'll give it a go, I guess...
I'm the fuckin' best, Mister C-G-S
Got an ego bigger than Kanye West
And a few times a year, one of my peers
Wants beef and I end their career
Time to shine, blow ya mind with rhymes
Any title I want soon becomes mine
Cos I murder competition like a serial killer
More like Slim Shady than Vanilla
Steve fuckin' Storme, globally known
Rawrstorme to your dome if you come at my throne
And fuck anybody standing in my way
Ey E, ain't you got something to say?"
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Oh shitz, So Steve Storme can pull a rap out of his ass like that. Haha. Oh shit, that rap was fuckin' beast. You should probably be pullin' a label deal with me. Haha. But naw, man I'mma probably sign with Young Money, or Shady Records. I'm not sure yet. You startin' a band anytime soon?"
Steve Storme
"Aw I'd like to start a band - I can play some stuff on the guitar. But I'm so busy on the road, working out and all that. When I take some time off from wrestling, I'll look into forming something like that. As for the rapping, Young Money or Shady would be your best options. With Em's affiliation to WNL, perhaps you could speak to him about getting signed... and if you ever need someone to drop a verse, let me know, ahaha."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Haha. Yeah, I know what you mean, I might sign with him. But, yo what title you plannin' on goin' for on other brands? I think I might just try and get a world title here."
Steve Storme
"In SCW? Yeah, that's cool man, go for it. I'm not really in the gold-hunt there, it's more for the money but I reckon we could get the Tag Titles. I'm going for the WNL Lightweight Title - there's an open battle royal next Saturday ya see."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"But yo, fam' I got things to do and gotta go. But, Ella got a friend, she doesn't have a boy anymore, and she's hot and single. Maybe I could set yall up ..."
Steve Storme
"Uhh... I don't know, man... I don't think I'm really ready to get back into the dating game."
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Aww come on Steve. I realise you and Kaya were close but you gotta try to move on and this will be a good start."
Steve Storme
"Alright, alright... we'll go out for lunch or something but you and Ella are coming along in case I don't like this girl, kay?"
'E-Man' Immanuel Jackson
"Ahaha okay, man. Peace."
Steve Storme
"See ya."
The scene fades out as Immanuel Jackson walks through the automatic doors, slipping into the crowd and out to the car park. Steve reflects on this double date and sighs - he didn't really want to get into this now. But it might work out, who knows? It was worth a try, at least. Steve opens a door off the lobby, returning to his work-out.
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'ey yo. It be I: Steve Storme. To be perfectly honest this fed is full of third-rate wrestlers who make Torrie Wilson look like the Dynamite Kid. I'm not even playin' - WNL seems to me like DXX rejects and kids who should still be in development. But hey, I'm here to collect a paycheque and add another title to my legacy so why do I care? Answer: I don't.
So the competition sucks more than a cheap whore. I'm entering some battle royal for the Lightweight Title and you can guran-damn-tee I'm coming out champion. Steve Storme is far superior to the rest of the roster here - that is undeniable. Randy Orton? An overrated chin-lock loving bore-fest with a terrible haircut. Ted DiBiase? Ehh, that kid's still a rookie with a moronic smirk on his face that needs to be wiped off. 50 Cent? He's a rapper on steroids, am I supposed to be impressed? And everybody else isn't even worth mentioning, yes they are all that bad.
Peace out, bitches. I got better things to do.
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The scene opens in a bright busy coffee shop. Ella Adams, Kim, Immanuel Jackson and Steve Storme are stood just inside the doorway together. The girls are dressed in tight jeans and tops, while the guys have baggier pants. E's wearing a black sleeveless top and Steve has a tight fitting white shirt with various coloured design over it. Ella smiles at Steve and he returns it; it had been a month or so since they'd last met. Kim looks bored, looking round the cafe aimlessly.
Ella Adams
"Hey Steve, how you been? Well umm, this is my friend Kim."
Steve Storme
"Oh, not too bad, Ella... and hey there, Kim."[/color]
Kim
"Hmm?"
Immanuel Jackson
"Kim, this is Steve Storme, your date..."[/color]
Kim
"Hello there Steve Storme... if that is your real name."
Steve Storme
"Well my real name is Steve Ashton but I'm a professional wrestler - Steve Storme is my ring name. Management like-"[/color]
Kim
"Did I ask for your lifestory, dear?"
Steve exahles and flashes E-Man a weary look - this didn't seem like it was going to go well. Kim seemed even less enthusiastic about this double date than Steve. They four of them make their way to a vacant booth, the girls sitting down on one side and the boys on the other.
Immanuel Jackson
"So Ella, when are we supposed to be going to the movies later? Around what time? I got a press conference for Chain Gang Soldier in like three hours."[/color]
Ella Adams
"Honey, we're gonna be finished in a bit. Don't be so impatient."[/color]
Immanuel Jackson
"Yeah, yeah. Alright. What do you think of this coffee shop? Haven't we been here once or twice?"[/color]
Ella Adams
"Yeah, remember that was that one time we came here, and then after you took me home and then we..."[/color]
Ella then raises an eyebrow and then smiles and then giggles a bit. E-Man then laughs and then smirks at what she had said.
Immanuel Jackson
"Oh .. yupp, I remember now. That was a good night. Ahhh, good times .... good times. Hopefully, we get a replay of that night, tonight may be one of those nights. I could do that little thing that you like ... You know where I get up and then d-" [/color]
Ella Adams
"Honey! We're in public ... settle down."[/color]
Steve's brow furrows and he glances between Ella and Immanuel, shuddering a little as he pictures what exactly they mean.
Immanuel Jackson
"Aw, aw yeah. Sorry. Hey, Steve and Kim, yall' have been really quiet."[/color]
Kim shrugs her shoulders to show she doesn't have anything to say while looking down at her phone, texting somebody.
Ella Adams
"Yeah, Kim why don't you tell Steve about yourself?"[/color]
Steve Storme
"What do you do for a living?"[/color]
Kim
"I'm a pole dancer."
Steve manages a weak smile and nods, flashing a strained eyed look at Immanuel; what had E got him into? Kim picks up this interaction and she turns away from her phone, eyes narrowed.
Kim
"Are you judging me, boy?"
Steve Storme
"No no, not at all. It must be really... umm... fun... and I bet you meet a lot of new people which is uhh... cool. Yep, very cool."[/color]
Immanuel Jackson
"It must be good exercise, don't you think Steve?"[/color]
Steve Storme
"Yeah! That's it, good exercise, I meant to say that..."[/color]
Steve's slightly worried facial expression changes. He lights up with a little grin as E-Man provides the cover although it's too late, Kim rolls her eyes and returns to her phone, shaking her head a little. Immanuel senses the tense atmosphere and turns to Ella.
Immanuel Jackson
"ey babes, how about me and Steve will go and get the coffee for you girls?"[/color]
Ella Adams
"Yeah, that's fine, hun. You know how I like it."[/color]
Immanuel nods, flashing a smile. He gets to his feet, allowing Steve to climb out of the booth. E had suggested him and Steve get the coffees so they could chat - see what he thought of Kim.
Steve Storme
"How do you like your coffee, Kim?"[/color]
Kim
"Black... how I like my lovers."
Steve Storme
"Ah, that's... funny... that's real funny."[/color]
Steve manages a weak obviously false laugh and rolls his eyes while E splutters. Ella gives Kim an awkward look, she'd always thought Steve was cool - they had pranked E-Man for Ashton Kutcher's Punk'd show - so she didn't approve of Kim's rudeness.
Immanuel Jackson
"Right well we'll you two in five minutes or so."[/color]
The two guys walk over to the line to order coffee and join the back. It's a fairly long line so they should be here a while. Steve looks over to their booth where Ella and Kim are engaging in hushed conversation.
Immanuel Jackson
"So what you think of Kim? She lived up to everything I said? I mean come on ... you know you love her."[/color]
Steve Storme
"Are you out of your mind?! Man, she obviously hates me ahaha. This is a disaster, this is the last time I listen to you when it comes to girls, E! And now I gotta go back over there and try to make pleasant conversation with that bitch."[/color]
Kim
"Nut uh... oh no you didn't."
Steve turns round in surprise, jaw dropped and eyes wide. Kim's walked over to the line, she wanted to get a muffin along with her coffee and happened to overhear Steve.
Kim
"Ain't no man call me a bitch!"
Immanuel Jackson
"Oh noez... Kimberly, just calm dowwwwnnnn, I mean, he meant it in a good way. Switch around the b with a r... then get rid of the t... you have rich! That's what he meant .. that's what he meant."[/color]
E-Man then hesitates to bring a smile unto his face and tries to motion for Steve to do the same for this woman to calm down. Steve shrugs, looking down at the ground, knowing E's excuse had no chance of succeeding. He looks up at Kim.
Steve Storme
"You know, there's no point pretending... yeah, I did call you a bitch. Sorry Kim but the attitude and snappy fingers? Yeah, it's not for me."[/color]
Kim
"What makes you think you could this anyway?"
Steve Storme
"You're a pole dancer, it can't be too difficult..."[/color]
Kim slaps Steve pretty hard and he recoils clutching his face with a little cocky grin. He shakes his head and turns to E-Man.
Steve Storme
"Listen man, I'm outta here before this girl stops me from one day having kids ahaha. Peace."[/color]
Immanuel Jackson
"Ahaha. Aight, later bro."[/color]
Steve and Immanuel bro-shake and then Storme exits the cafe swiftly while Kim shakes her head in disgust. She gives E-Man a nasty look for his friendship with Steve, and setting up the date. Jackson snickers to himself as the scene fades out.
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