+- X-treme Wrestling Federation (https://xwf99.com)
+-- Forum: RP Archive (https://xwf99.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=113)
+--- Forum: Archives (https://xwf99.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=13)
+---- Forum: "Anarchy Special" RP Board (https://xwf99.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=10)
+---- Thread: "Loverboy" and the band. (/showthread.php?tid=14041)
"Loverboy" and the band. - Vincent Lane - 08-03-2014
((In a backstage area during an XWF house show in Des Plaines, Illinois. "Loverboy" Vinnie Lane is sitting at a small table with his bandmates, Alex and Donny. There are a few empty bottles and beer cans strewn about, and a small boombox is sitting nearby playing Poison's Greatest Hits. The three men each have several playing cards in their hands, as well as there being a small pile of them in the center of the table.))
Donny: Hey yo, Vinnie, you sure you're ready for your fight this week? You ain't exactly been getting much sleep lately.
Loverboy: Donny, it's a wrestling match, not a fight. We aren't all just bare knuckled brawlers like yourself. Wrestling is what I was born to do, you know? That's why we three get along so well, man - it's the wrestling and the rock n' roll. We're like three peas in a pod. Back when you used to lace 'em up, you were one of the best brawlers on the circuit. Same with you, Alex, no one could keep up with you when it came to your ground and submission game.
Alex: Well, yeah, obviously. That was several years ago. Most people in the States didn't even know those holds and submissions then. You have to do your time in Japan and Arabia like I did.
Loverboy: That's the damn truth. Knowing you two made me into the complete wrestler that I am today. I can do my typical catch style better than anyone, I can more than hold my own if it turns into a boxing match, and on the mat I'm as good or better than anyone else in that ring.
Donny: Yeah? What's your opponents got to say about that?
Loverboy: Dude, I'm not even sweating them. Don't get me wrong, I've seen their tape. They can go. And everyone gets lucky... the sun shines on a dog's ass from time to time. But you and I both know that, not only am I dedicated to training and keeping in shape, but my natural born talent is light years ahead of those guys. I mean, did you guys see the most recent clips from LH Harrison and Bobby Zi?
Alex: No, I can't say that I did. Are you gonna draw a card or what?
((Loverboy takes a swig from a bottle to his left and the grabs a card from the pile.))
Loverboy: Well, let's put it this way when it comes to them. Bobby Zi is clueless. This kid is greener than a hipster in a hybrid. He's looking at XWF like a wrestling school instead of like the big leagues. He's lucky, too, because this week he's gonna get a few lessons from all three of us in that match.
Donny: So you ain't worried about him at all?
Loverboy: Naw, man. Zi is a non-factor. I'll just let Socrates take him on whenever I need a breather, you know? The only two people in this match that matter are myself and Harrison. He's earned himself a beating.
Alex: What did he do now, Vin?
Loverboy: You know, it's bad enough when someone walks around with their head in the clouds, preaching this and that to anyone who will listen, but if there's one thing I can't stand more than a bible thumping, proselytizing, wannabe preacher it's a god damned hypocrite. LH Harrison talks a big game about inspiring and saving people - but you know what? He's the one who needs to be born again.
((Loverboy drops a card and Donny slams his fist onto the table, then draws from the stack. Alex walks off the scene and returns a moment later with another beer, twisting the pop top with a hiss and then draining half of it in one gulp.))
Donny: Shit. I hate this fucking game.
Alex: Shut up, ya drunk mick. Get on with it, Vinnie, what's your plan?
((Donny eventually drops a card, and Alex follows suit. Loverboy takes his time looking through his hand as he answers Alex.))
Loverboy: My plan? My plan is simple. I'm going to concentrate on LH Harrison and take him to limits he didn't know existed. If Bobby Zi ends up in there with me, I'll twist him into a pretzel and send him back to his corner to tag Harrison back in.
Donny: You really don't like this cat, do ya?
Loverboy: Not in the least. He talks outta both sides of his mouth. He's got a forked tongue. Yesterday, he released a clip of himself, supposedly just enjoying a family day at home. Who has a camera set up just to wake up in the morning and go work out? Someone overflowing with hubris, that's who. Someone so full of his own shit that his eyes turn brown. LH Harrison is the kind of guy that jerks off to videos of himself, you know what I mean?
Alex: ((laughs)) I definitely know some people like that.
((Alex gives Loverboy a knowing grin and Loverboy gives him the finger.))
Loverboy: Yeah, yeah, you think I'm full of myself? This cat Harrison dubs over his promos to try and make it seem like we're hearing his thoughts. Like it's divine intervention or some crap. And then, and this is the worst part, he molested a bunch of kids.
Donny: Are you fucking with me right now, man?
((Loverboy takes another long sip, then looks right in the eye of Donny with an expression of seriousness.))
Loverboy: Dude, I wish. This guy is so far gone down the Boy Scout rabbit hole that he thinks rolling around a wrestling ring with a bunch of little boys is somehow okay. I mean, his trophy wife was right there going along with it, too. It's sick. I tell you what, too, man, that wife of his didn't look like she had been getting any action of her own recently. She looked pretty uptight, you know?
Alex: They probably only do it to procreate. She doesn't have any say so.
((Donny and Loverboy look at Alex with agape mouths. Neither of them seem sure what to say.))
Alex: What? "The wife does not have authority over her own body." It's First Corinthians. I went to Catholic school.
Loverboy: Whatever man, all I know is if that chick is getting any, it ain't from her pedophile husband. Maybe she wants to take a walk on the wild side with ol' Loverboy, huh? It's a sham marriage if I ever saw one. My band teacher in Middle School got arrested for diddling the brass section, and he was married to a lesbian as a cover.
((Now Donny and Alex look at each other with a smirk, then knowingly look at Loverboy.))
Donny: So that's what's wrong with ye, eh?
Loverboy: What? No! No, I played guitar, obviously. I nailed like three different flutists too. You guys are sick. I've got only one thing left to say to you jerks...
((Loverboy slaps down a card on the table with authority and grins from ear to ear as his two friends groan.))
Loverboy: Uno, motherfuckers!
((Fade to black.))