Post by emokid on Aug 21, 2008 8:28:45 GMT -6
(Emo Kid stands in front of his house, at about 3:30 in the afternoon. Hannah is busy, and not at his side. He sports the usual Emo gsrb, long black shorts, black socks, black vans, and an "Anberlin" T-shirt. The house is not old, but not quite new. It's white, with green pane. The sky is blue, and clear. Emo Kid has a smile on his face)
EMO KID: Oh, Hellspawn.....HELLLLLSPAWWWNNNN. Helly, oh, Helly. You know how to make an Emo Kid blush. You dog.
(Turns his head the other way, and waves his hand efeminately)
Do you think that reminiscing on the past is going to scare me. Reflecting on the times you used to know how to fight, does not intimidate me at the least. You mentioned that me and Wench could have possibly been tag team champions. That intimidates me. I can't afford the $150 per hour. Frankly, she's not worth it. If I were part of a tag team with her, I'd be teaming with one guy, after another guy, after another guy. That I can't handle.
(Emo Kid laughs, as he is now having fun at Hellspawn's expense)
Wait, wait, wait.....How did you meet Wench? Was it half price for handjobs night on the corner Stemmons and Harry Hines? She treated you like your left hand hasn't treated you before. Geez, no wonder Wench is a millionaire. I'll bet it's expensive to go home at night, Helly.
(Emo Kid Laughs, and then waves for silence)
Ok, Hellspawn. In all seriousness...............(Smiles) Condom, or no condom?
(Emo Kid laughs, as well as a few camera men. Soon after, Emo Kid stops laughing, and a scowls grows upon his face)
Ok, Helly, fun and games are over. You want to bring up the past. Why not look to the future. You say you don't see me as a threat, but deep down, you can't help but fear me. After I hit your girl, you attacked me from behind. Fucking coward. You have the nerve to not call me a threat. Come down here to Bakersfield. People die here everyday. Bakersfield is like a white person's Compton. Only the strong survive, and I've been in many, many fights. I've been arrested for fighting in public. Do you really think that stories of the past, stories that tell of an aging champion, intimidate me? Sorry, old man, it's time for the young to rise. It's time for anarchy's reign. It's time for the Emo Kid Revolution. Don't fuck with me, Helly. You're liable to get scarred. I'm not afraid to scar, or to be scarred. Hellspawn, when I win the title from you.....when, not if....when I win the title from you, you will know that Emo Kid will reign supreme.
(Emo Kid has a wicked smile on his face, as the camera fades to black)
EMO KID: Oh, Hellspawn.....HELLLLLSPAWWWNNNN. Helly, oh, Helly. You know how to make an Emo Kid blush. You dog.
(Turns his head the other way, and waves his hand efeminately)
Do you think that reminiscing on the past is going to scare me. Reflecting on the times you used to know how to fight, does not intimidate me at the least. You mentioned that me and Wench could have possibly been tag team champions. That intimidates me. I can't afford the $150 per hour. Frankly, she's not worth it. If I were part of a tag team with her, I'd be teaming with one guy, after another guy, after another guy. That I can't handle.
(Emo Kid laughs, as he is now having fun at Hellspawn's expense)
Wait, wait, wait.....How did you meet Wench? Was it half price for handjobs night on the corner Stemmons and Harry Hines? She treated you like your left hand hasn't treated you before. Geez, no wonder Wench is a millionaire. I'll bet it's expensive to go home at night, Helly.
(Emo Kid Laughs, and then waves for silence)
Ok, Hellspawn. In all seriousness...............(Smiles) Condom, or no condom?
(Emo Kid laughs, as well as a few camera men. Soon after, Emo Kid stops laughing, and a scowls grows upon his face)
Ok, Helly, fun and games are over. You want to bring up the past. Why not look to the future. You say you don't see me as a threat, but deep down, you can't help but fear me. After I hit your girl, you attacked me from behind. Fucking coward. You have the nerve to not call me a threat. Come down here to Bakersfield. People die here everyday. Bakersfield is like a white person's Compton. Only the strong survive, and I've been in many, many fights. I've been arrested for fighting in public. Do you really think that stories of the past, stories that tell of an aging champion, intimidate me? Sorry, old man, it's time for the young to rise. It's time for anarchy's reign. It's time for the Emo Kid Revolution. Don't fuck with me, Helly. You're liable to get scarred. I'm not afraid to scar, or to be scarred. Hellspawn, when I win the title from you.....when, not if....when I win the title from you, you will know that Emo Kid will reign supreme.
(Emo Kid has a wicked smile on his face, as the camera fades to black)
