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Post by emokid on Sept 17, 2008 15:05:26 GMT -6
(Emo Kid and Hannah stand in embrace. Emo Kid is shirtless, but he wears tight jeans, and black converses. Hannah is wearing a black slit dress. In one hand, Emo Kid holds a stapler. The room is dark, but lit.)
EMO KID: Dreadlock, Andy, and professor grapesmuggler, I have this match. I own this. This is the match that I will take control in. Now, even I admit, that you guys are awesome. But, Andy, that sneak win will only get you so far. I am determined to take lucky 21 to it's most.....for lack of a better word....extreme.
(Hannah Gasps in "surprise.")
HANNAH: (Faking fear) What is that, Emo? (Smiles)
EMO KID: Why, this has to be a stapler.
HANNAH: What are you going to do with that stapler?
EMO KID: Only this....
(Emo Kid takes his arm out, and presses the stapler onto it. Once he is finished, his arm is punctured.)
HANNAH:Word to the wise, my Emo Kid is a true master of the Hardcore wars. That's why he got me.
EMO KID: Goddamn, right.
(Emo Kid makes out with Hannah, ala Edge and Lita. After the "session," Hannah bites Emo's bottom lip, and licks his nose)
EMO KID: Look at my arm. This is just proof that this match is mine. Come Lucky 21, fellas, Emo Kid will reign supreme.
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