Post by sh17 on Jun 19, 2009 18:57:05 GMT -6
The scene opens up early on Friday morning, around 8:40 in the morning at Dunpork's House of Bacon. The patrons are filing in, ordering coffee, bacon, and talking about the Rangers loss and Dirk Nowitzki's possible child. One table of the restaurant is occupied by Myke Rhines and Marcus Ryan. Absent is their third member Vin Sin, however it seems as though the pair are not expecting him. A young male waiter comes over to get their orders.
Waiter: Good morning gentlemen, welcome to Dunpork's House of Bacon. What can I get for you?
Marcus: Yes, I'd like your Dunpork Platter please.
Waiter: Fine choice sir, would you like 10 piece of bacon or 10 sausage links?
Marcus: How about five of each, can we do that? Also, instead of six eggs can I get those made into three omelets? Extra cheese please.
Waiter: Absolutely sir, we can definitely have that done for you. And what can I get for the elderly gentleman here?
Myke: I'd like a cup of black coffee,and do you offer your lunch menu at all times?
Water: Yes sir, we do indeed.
Myke: Excellent, then I'll have a large pepperoni and bacon pizza please.
Waiter: All right, we can definitely do that for you. Will that be all for you two?
Myke: Wait just a minute. You look familiar, have I seen you somewhere before?
Waiter: I doubt it sir, I'm just a waiter here at Dunkpork's House of Bacon.
Myke: No no, I know who you are. You're the play by play man for a local wrestling federation. I was looking for some cougar meat at one of those shows, sadly all I could find was a 45 year old lion who was in the process of becoming a cougar....
Waiter: Sir I don't know what you are talking about, I'll get your food out as soon as I can.
The waiter walked away briskly, trying to figure out how he had been recognized at his day job. Meanwhile, Rhines and Ryan began talking at their table.
Myke: I know that guy, I'll find his name out eventually. Anyway, so what topic, or somesuch did you want to discuss this morning? Need my opinion on Blake Beavan or Neftali Feliz, or just how the Hell this thing needs to spend some money and get some pitching?
Marcus: No, none of that. If I wanted that I could just listen to your show. You know Vin better than I do, and I just don't understand what he's doing. First we were going after those foreign broads, then all of a sudden he peels off and leaves us behind to go chase that Bad Blood title. Now that he lost it, he's trying to chase after that guy who attacked us Matt Margera and the guy who won Cage of Death James Jackson. This is a tag team, but he's the only one doing anything. What's he thinking? Has he lost it or am I just not seeing something?
Myke: Well, lemme tell you something Marcus. I've been on this Earth 95 years, or somesuch. I've known Vin for a fairly substantial amount of time, and quite frankly man I have about as much a clue as you do. One thing no one will ever know about him is what he is thinking. If he wants me or you or anyone else to know, then he'll tell you. However, what I do know is that his plans usually work. He plays this crazy game close to the vest, but he always seems to come out on top hook or crook.
Marcus: But he seems so focused on those two guys, he seems to just be out for himself. I don't want that, we formed this as a team. If he's just out for himself, then I need to find someone who wants to work with me or I need to go work alone.
Myke: Now you look here son. You're a brilliant athlete, one Hell of a physical specimen. But, the way you're talking now you got your head in places that are not conducive to intelligence. Just trust me here Marcus, Vin has a master plan in his head. That plan is for the advancement of this team, it just has to take a couple of left turns. Plus, has Vin ever been wrong on a plan?
Marcus: No, no he hasn't. He's always been right, or if he hasn't he was able to make it right in the end.
Myke: Exactly. He's the brains of this operation, you're the muscle. I'm the penis, and without all three of us together then failure is at a very high percentage of possibility. He's going to get us to where we need to be, he might just be taking a long way there. Who knows, he might make us into the next Dark Ones.
Marcus: That would be nice, they were possibly the greatest team in all of SNW history. Thank you Myke, you've restored my faith. Let's have breakfast, even though you ordered pizza it's still breakfast.
Myke: And after that, a nice trip to the Wonderland is in order. I heard that waitress from last time I was here works there now, and I'd like to buy her a motorboat.
The waiter shows up, holding their food. Myke continued to pester him about his name and his job, but he eventually threatened to dropkick him in the back of his head, so they just began eating.
Waiter: Good morning gentlemen, welcome to Dunpork's House of Bacon. What can I get for you?
Marcus: Yes, I'd like your Dunpork Platter please.
Waiter: Fine choice sir, would you like 10 piece of bacon or 10 sausage links?
Marcus: How about five of each, can we do that? Also, instead of six eggs can I get those made into three omelets? Extra cheese please.
Waiter: Absolutely sir, we can definitely have that done for you. And what can I get for the elderly gentleman here?
Myke: I'd like a cup of black coffee,and do you offer your lunch menu at all times?
Water: Yes sir, we do indeed.
Myke: Excellent, then I'll have a large pepperoni and bacon pizza please.
Waiter: All right, we can definitely do that for you. Will that be all for you two?
Myke: Wait just a minute. You look familiar, have I seen you somewhere before?
Waiter: I doubt it sir, I'm just a waiter here at Dunkpork's House of Bacon.
Myke: No no, I know who you are. You're the play by play man for a local wrestling federation. I was looking for some cougar meat at one of those shows, sadly all I could find was a 45 year old lion who was in the process of becoming a cougar....
Waiter: Sir I don't know what you are talking about, I'll get your food out as soon as I can.
The waiter walked away briskly, trying to figure out how he had been recognized at his day job. Meanwhile, Rhines and Ryan began talking at their table.
Myke: I know that guy, I'll find his name out eventually. Anyway, so what topic, or somesuch did you want to discuss this morning? Need my opinion on Blake Beavan or Neftali Feliz, or just how the Hell this thing needs to spend some money and get some pitching?
Marcus: No, none of that. If I wanted that I could just listen to your show. You know Vin better than I do, and I just don't understand what he's doing. First we were going after those foreign broads, then all of a sudden he peels off and leaves us behind to go chase that Bad Blood title. Now that he lost it, he's trying to chase after that guy who attacked us Matt Margera and the guy who won Cage of Death James Jackson. This is a tag team, but he's the only one doing anything. What's he thinking? Has he lost it or am I just not seeing something?
Myke: Well, lemme tell you something Marcus. I've been on this Earth 95 years, or somesuch. I've known Vin for a fairly substantial amount of time, and quite frankly man I have about as much a clue as you do. One thing no one will ever know about him is what he is thinking. If he wants me or you or anyone else to know, then he'll tell you. However, what I do know is that his plans usually work. He plays this crazy game close to the vest, but he always seems to come out on top hook or crook.
Marcus: But he seems so focused on those two guys, he seems to just be out for himself. I don't want that, we formed this as a team. If he's just out for himself, then I need to find someone who wants to work with me or I need to go work alone.
Myke: Now you look here son. You're a brilliant athlete, one Hell of a physical specimen. But, the way you're talking now you got your head in places that are not conducive to intelligence. Just trust me here Marcus, Vin has a master plan in his head. That plan is for the advancement of this team, it just has to take a couple of left turns. Plus, has Vin ever been wrong on a plan?
Marcus: No, no he hasn't. He's always been right, or if he hasn't he was able to make it right in the end.
Myke: Exactly. He's the brains of this operation, you're the muscle. I'm the penis, and without all three of us together then failure is at a very high percentage of possibility. He's going to get us to where we need to be, he might just be taking a long way there. Who knows, he might make us into the next Dark Ones.
Marcus: That would be nice, they were possibly the greatest team in all of SNW history. Thank you Myke, you've restored my faith. Let's have breakfast, even though you ordered pizza it's still breakfast.
Myke: And after that, a nice trip to the Wonderland is in order. I heard that waitress from last time I was here works there now, and I'd like to buy her a motorboat.
The waiter shows up, holding their food. Myke continued to pester him about his name and his job, but he eventually threatened to dropkick him in the back of his head, so they just began eating.