Post by sh17 on Aug 24, 2009 18:26:52 GMT -6
The building is bumping and thumping as Monday afternoon turns into Monday evening in downtown Dallas. Normally not a hangout for Samuel Hale, none the less he is dressed in fairly nice clothes as he approaches the door to Wonderland. A large bouncer is standing outside, holding a clipboard and wearing an earpiece as Hale approaches.
Hi there man, name's Samuel Hale. I wrestle for SNW, you might have heard of them. Your owner kinda sorta works for them.
Ah yes sir, all SNW talent gets in free no cover. Enjoy your time inside.
Hale steps inside, and despite the clock not even reading 7 P.M. yet the club is rocking. Music is blaring from the speakers positioned all around the place as a DJ booth against the right wall controls all the tunes being spun. A bar is pushed up against the left side, and in the middle a large stage with an extension of about 20 feet out ended with a pole in the middle occupies most of the room. Various doors lead to various special VIP rooms, where for the right amount of money anything is possible. Hale goes up and grabs a seat at the bar, while a busty blond bartender saunters over to him.
What can I get you hun?
Captain and Coke on the rocks. Also, can you tell me if you've seen or talked to Marcus Ryan tonight? He left me a message telling me he'd be here, and yet I don't see him at the stage or mingling and dancing.
The lady shrugs, and hands Hale his drink. He takes a couple sips of it, and leans on the bar scanning the room wondering where his partner in crime is. All of a sudden the DJ on duty makes an announcement to the patrons of the club.
All right all you Wonderland guys and gals, I hope you're having a fun night here tonight. I'd just like to make a couple of announcements. First off, Raw will be screened when it goes live on our great high definition televisions scattered around the clubs and our VIP rooms. Second off, while I am your normal Monday DJ I'm afraid that I have to take off for the rest of the night due to an intestinal disturbance. However, I've got a special treat for you loyal supporters tonight. Taking my place for the rest of the night is a very special guest who I was able to somehow corral. Ladies and dudes, please welcome your special guest DJ Marcus Ryan!
Cheers go up around the crowd as Marcus, wearing his trademark Mariners cap backwards, puts on the headphones and speaks to the crowd.
Hey guys, it feels great to take over spinning even if for right now it is one night only. However, if you want me back call up Tammy and tell her you want me as a regular sit in. Who knows, maybe after Samuel and I beat those jokers TNT at Summer Bash we can kick it big to celebrate here! But, enough is enough lets get on with this.
Marcus cues up the first song that begins blaring over the sound system as both dancers and patrons alike begin to dance. Samuel has a look on his face that would accurately be described as shock mixed with a dash of confusion. Downing the rest of his drink, he quickly finds the staircase that leads to the DJ booth. He knocks on the door, and hears Marcus yell "COME IN!" as he opens the door. Marcus turns around and sees Samuel, and is all grins.
Hey man, it's great to see you got my invitation to come out tonight. I didn't want to ruin the surprise, but look at this. I'm having a blast, plus I'm getting us exposure for our match this week.
Jesus Christ Marcus, sometimes I wonder about you. Why are you here instead of lifting weights or studying those tapes I got for you? There is so much more good to be accomplished here, yet you are playing records at a titty bar. What gives man?
Ah but you see, this is where our perceptions split down that forked road once again. You see this as not preparing for TNT, I see it as not only preparing but giving them a gift. Didn't you see what they said about us Samuel, they showed respect for our efforts at film study and training which coming from any champion even if it is a couple of the weaker ones is still praise. So, I figured I'd come here tonight and cross something off my bucket list as well as give TNT a nice present.
A present? A PRESENT!??!?!?! What in the holy name of Joe Peschi do you think that will accomplish as far as helping us win at Summer Bash?
Marcus grins, and picks up his cell phone. Quickly texting someone, he then puts the phone back down and fades down the music to make an announcement over the speakers.
All right guys, let's slow down for a second here. I've got something to say, and I've got a special treat in store for a couple men who aren't here tonight. As you may or may not be aware of, myself and my partner Samuel Hale have a SNW Texas Tag Team Title match coming up on August 29th. I hope you all will be there to cheer us, or at least watch us on crystal clear HD pay per view. Well, recently Andrew Smith and Mike Rutherford made some comments that really made me feel proud and respectful of them. So, in appreciation of the CURRENT champs I went out and found what I believe to be the hottest dancer I could get for this club. It's just my little way of saying thank you to TNT for showing us so much respect lately. Andrew Smith and Mike Rutherford in the age of Youtube I hope you will see this, and I truly hope you enjoy it like I hope you will. Without any further ado, TNT this is for you so don't look away, let's bring out by far the hottest dancer Tammy Winter's Wonderland has EVER seen!
"Cherry Pie" blares over the sound system, and the scene that unfolded next could be very accurately described as chaotic. Men stood hungrily with ones in their sweaty hands at the edge of the stage waiting for this beauty to walk out, but their anticipation soon turned into horror. Walking out on stage was the manager of the Young Gunz Myke Rhines, clad in nothing but a silver shiny man thong which accented his unit heavily. He came out grinding his hips, and went over to the stripper pole and began doing a pole dance that could be considered quite obscene. Written on his wrinkly old skin on his chest we saw "Andrew Smith" and on his back "Mike Rutherford" was spotted. The sound of retching filled the club, as the once overly anxious men began to retreat quickly. Rhines continued his routine, which was on the whole the most disturbing sight in SNW history. Back in the DJ booth, Samuel was in a state of shock while Marcus was laughing so hard his face was red and he couldn't stop clutching his stomach.
I...what...son of a bitch...
What can I say man? I'm an evil genius. I went after a totally different strategy. I mean come on, how brilliant is this? I will have shocked TNT into submission, they won't be able to recover after this assault.
Samuel is still moving his mouth yet words refuse to emerge, and Marcus just keeps grinning ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. On stage, Rhines is rubbing his back up and down the pole while men are quickly flooding out of the club. Marcus brings down "Cherry Pie" and brings up "TNT" to close out this particular encounter of the weird.
Hi there man, name's Samuel Hale. I wrestle for SNW, you might have heard of them. Your owner kinda sorta works for them.
Ah yes sir, all SNW talent gets in free no cover. Enjoy your time inside.
Hale steps inside, and despite the clock not even reading 7 P.M. yet the club is rocking. Music is blaring from the speakers positioned all around the place as a DJ booth against the right wall controls all the tunes being spun. A bar is pushed up against the left side, and in the middle a large stage with an extension of about 20 feet out ended with a pole in the middle occupies most of the room. Various doors lead to various special VIP rooms, where for the right amount of money anything is possible. Hale goes up and grabs a seat at the bar, while a busty blond bartender saunters over to him.
What can I get you hun?
Captain and Coke on the rocks. Also, can you tell me if you've seen or talked to Marcus Ryan tonight? He left me a message telling me he'd be here, and yet I don't see him at the stage or mingling and dancing.
The lady shrugs, and hands Hale his drink. He takes a couple sips of it, and leans on the bar scanning the room wondering where his partner in crime is. All of a sudden the DJ on duty makes an announcement to the patrons of the club.
All right all you Wonderland guys and gals, I hope you're having a fun night here tonight. I'd just like to make a couple of announcements. First off, Raw will be screened when it goes live on our great high definition televisions scattered around the clubs and our VIP rooms. Second off, while I am your normal Monday DJ I'm afraid that I have to take off for the rest of the night due to an intestinal disturbance. However, I've got a special treat for you loyal supporters tonight. Taking my place for the rest of the night is a very special guest who I was able to somehow corral. Ladies and dudes, please welcome your special guest DJ Marcus Ryan!
Cheers go up around the crowd as Marcus, wearing his trademark Mariners cap backwards, puts on the headphones and speaks to the crowd.
Hey guys, it feels great to take over spinning even if for right now it is one night only. However, if you want me back call up Tammy and tell her you want me as a regular sit in. Who knows, maybe after Samuel and I beat those jokers TNT at Summer Bash we can kick it big to celebrate here! But, enough is enough lets get on with this.
Marcus cues up the first song that begins blaring over the sound system as both dancers and patrons alike begin to dance. Samuel has a look on his face that would accurately be described as shock mixed with a dash of confusion. Downing the rest of his drink, he quickly finds the staircase that leads to the DJ booth. He knocks on the door, and hears Marcus yell "COME IN!" as he opens the door. Marcus turns around and sees Samuel, and is all grins.
Hey man, it's great to see you got my invitation to come out tonight. I didn't want to ruin the surprise, but look at this. I'm having a blast, plus I'm getting us exposure for our match this week.
Jesus Christ Marcus, sometimes I wonder about you. Why are you here instead of lifting weights or studying those tapes I got for you? There is so much more good to be accomplished here, yet you are playing records at a titty bar. What gives man?
Ah but you see, this is where our perceptions split down that forked road once again. You see this as not preparing for TNT, I see it as not only preparing but giving them a gift. Didn't you see what they said about us Samuel, they showed respect for our efforts at film study and training which coming from any champion even if it is a couple of the weaker ones is still praise. So, I figured I'd come here tonight and cross something off my bucket list as well as give TNT a nice present.
A present? A PRESENT!??!?!?! What in the holy name of Joe Peschi do you think that will accomplish as far as helping us win at Summer Bash?
Marcus grins, and picks up his cell phone. Quickly texting someone, he then puts the phone back down and fades down the music to make an announcement over the speakers.
All right guys, let's slow down for a second here. I've got something to say, and I've got a special treat in store for a couple men who aren't here tonight. As you may or may not be aware of, myself and my partner Samuel Hale have a SNW Texas Tag Team Title match coming up on August 29th. I hope you all will be there to cheer us, or at least watch us on crystal clear HD pay per view. Well, recently Andrew Smith and Mike Rutherford made some comments that really made me feel proud and respectful of them. So, in appreciation of the CURRENT champs I went out and found what I believe to be the hottest dancer I could get for this club. It's just my little way of saying thank you to TNT for showing us so much respect lately. Andrew Smith and Mike Rutherford in the age of Youtube I hope you will see this, and I truly hope you enjoy it like I hope you will. Without any further ado, TNT this is for you so don't look away, let's bring out by far the hottest dancer Tammy Winter's Wonderland has EVER seen!
"Cherry Pie" blares over the sound system, and the scene that unfolded next could be very accurately described as chaotic. Men stood hungrily with ones in their sweaty hands at the edge of the stage waiting for this beauty to walk out, but their anticipation soon turned into horror. Walking out on stage was the manager of the Young Gunz Myke Rhines, clad in nothing but a silver shiny man thong which accented his unit heavily. He came out grinding his hips, and went over to the stripper pole and began doing a pole dance that could be considered quite obscene. Written on his wrinkly old skin on his chest we saw "Andrew Smith" and on his back "Mike Rutherford" was spotted. The sound of retching filled the club, as the once overly anxious men began to retreat quickly. Rhines continued his routine, which was on the whole the most disturbing sight in SNW history. Back in the DJ booth, Samuel was in a state of shock while Marcus was laughing so hard his face was red and he couldn't stop clutching his stomach.
I...what...son of a bitch...
What can I say man? I'm an evil genius. I went after a totally different strategy. I mean come on, how brilliant is this? I will have shocked TNT into submission, they won't be able to recover after this assault.
Samuel is still moving his mouth yet words refuse to emerge, and Marcus just keeps grinning ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. On stage, Rhines is rubbing his back up and down the pole while men are quickly flooding out of the club. Marcus brings down "Cherry Pie" and brings up "TNT" to close out this particular encounter of the weird.