Post by Conejo Esponjoso on Apr 2, 2010 8:47:38 GMT -6
" Where's the damn exit? This is so stupid! "
We are situated in an airport, somewhere in Greece. Nowhere specific, just Greece. We join a stressed looking Conejo Esponjoso, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, but still wearing his mask. Conejo is flapping, not really sure where to do. As he walks around aimlessly, people stop and stare at the masked American Luchadore. Conejo stops for a second to look at the people who are staring at him, glaring around the airport back at them through his mask.
" What the Hell are you all looking at?? Have you never seen a man lost in an airport before? Sheesh! "
Some of the people who were staring go back to their own business, while a few others keep their eyes fixed on Conejo. Conejo ignores these few people, and starts walking aimlessly again.
" Why did I even bother coming here? I've got a match in a couple of days, and I'll never get back to America in time if I'm lost in Greece. I haven't even brought a change of underwear with me! "
That's right, Conejo has come to Greece empty handed. He didn't bring any luggage at all. What he's wearing and what's in his pockets is all he has with him. Conejo sticks his hands in both his front jeans pockets, and pulls out the contents. He holds it out in front of himself and looks at it.
" Oh crap! All I've got is my airline ticket, my passport... "
Conejo pockets said airline ticket and passport, then looks in his other hand.
" Sixteen dollars, a bit of chewing gum, and a button. I'm sure I had more than that... "
Conejo drops the rest of his stuff in his other pocket.
" I sure hope this meeting is worth all the effort I've gone to. I'm losing out on valuable training time because of this. I could have been at home, cutting up small meaningless pests in preparation for cutting up a couple more at Suspense, but something drew me here. No idea what, but something about the advert on that piece of paper was too good to miss out on. Oh well, best continue my search for the exit. "
Conejo looks around, then spots a sign hanging from the ceiling which reads "EXIT". He lets out a relieved sigh as he speeds forward while looking up at the sign. Suddenly, Conejo is forced to a halt as he walks into someone. Conejo's head shoots downward as he looks to see what the damage is. Sitting on the floor in front of Conejo is none other than Lord Dominicus, with his luggage bag laying next to him. LD is looking up at Conejo, who has just realised who he knocked over.
" Wait a minute, I recognise you. You're that Lord Dominicus, the one from NCW. What are you doing here? "
From his seated position LD attempts an evil pose which fails. All he ends up doing is flailing his arms in the air and then falling on his back.
" You there! Help me up this instant! "
LD points at Conejo as he says this. Conejo reluctantly reaches out a hand, which LD grabs hold of. Conejo pulls LD to his feet. LD instantly releases Conejo's hand and takes a couple of steps back. LD is now able to do his evil pose properly.
" It is I, Lord Dominicus! Who are you, and how dare you be so foolish as to knock down someone as dangerous as I? "
Conejo shrugs his shoulders, not really bothered by what LD just said to him.
" Erm... Sorry? I'm Conejo Esponjoso, and I wrestle in NCW as well. I didn't mean to knock you over. I was trying to get out of this damn airport, and I just ran into you by accident. What are you doing in Greece? "
" I have come here because I believe something important, and very evil is going to transpire soon, and it starts here in Greece. I received a message about a meeting here, and the organiser of this meeting is looking for people such as myself. He wants men who are looking to take over the World, and I fit that brief description perfectly... Plus the benefits sound good. "
LD's head moves up and down as he looks Conejo over.
" What brings you here, young masked man? "
" I got the same message you got. I was in my garden, and it fell from the sky like it had been sent to me. Very strange stuff. I was intrigued by it though, and had to come check it out. "
" Ah, so we are travelling the same way. How would you like to follow me around, and do my bidding while we're here? "
Once again, Conejo shrugs his shoulders.
" Sure. If you can get me out of this airport before I go completely insane, I help you out while we're here. "
LD seems happy to have a new "henchman" by his side for his journey.
" So.....what sort of evil character traits and or devious skills do you posess? "
Conejo didn't expect to be grilled about himself as part of the agreement, but answers LD just to keep him sweet.
" Erm... I don't know really. I'm definitely evil. I mean, I like watching horror movies with all the lights turned off. "
LD doesn't seem impressed, but it's hard to tell for sure until he speaks.
" So you like watching horror. Is that it? Do you not have anything else going for you, that makes you a fitting hench? "
Conejo takes a moment to think of something else.
" I have an evil name! I'm called Conejo Esponjoso. Oh, and I like causing pain and suffering. "
LD is satisfied with this answer, but wants more.
" OK Condom Espionage, that all sounds very good but what proof do you have that you like causing such pain and suffering? "
" Well, none right now. I've not had a chance to do any of that in NCW yet, but I do have a match this week against Jason Blair and Johnathan Bishop which I intend to use as a point maker. I'm planning on beating them until they're bloody messes, then leaving them laying in a pool of their own blood in the ring. "
LD approves of what Conejo just said.
" Cornrow, I like the way you think. You are a worthy hench, and I shall allow you to do my bidding while we are in Greece. Now, tell me more about your evil plans for your debut match while we find the exit... Oh, and grab my bag! "
Conejo nods, and grabs LDs luggage bag. The pair walk away from the camera, toward the exit as the camera fades to black.
We are situated in an airport, somewhere in Greece. Nowhere specific, just Greece. We join a stressed looking Conejo Esponjoso, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, but still wearing his mask. Conejo is flapping, not really sure where to do. As he walks around aimlessly, people stop and stare at the masked American Luchadore. Conejo stops for a second to look at the people who are staring at him, glaring around the airport back at them through his mask.
" What the Hell are you all looking at?? Have you never seen a man lost in an airport before? Sheesh! "
Some of the people who were staring go back to their own business, while a few others keep their eyes fixed on Conejo. Conejo ignores these few people, and starts walking aimlessly again.
" Why did I even bother coming here? I've got a match in a couple of days, and I'll never get back to America in time if I'm lost in Greece. I haven't even brought a change of underwear with me! "
That's right, Conejo has come to Greece empty handed. He didn't bring any luggage at all. What he's wearing and what's in his pockets is all he has with him. Conejo sticks his hands in both his front jeans pockets, and pulls out the contents. He holds it out in front of himself and looks at it.
" Oh crap! All I've got is my airline ticket, my passport... "
Conejo pockets said airline ticket and passport, then looks in his other hand.
" Sixteen dollars, a bit of chewing gum, and a button. I'm sure I had more than that... "
Conejo drops the rest of his stuff in his other pocket.
" I sure hope this meeting is worth all the effort I've gone to. I'm losing out on valuable training time because of this. I could have been at home, cutting up small meaningless pests in preparation for cutting up a couple more at Suspense, but something drew me here. No idea what, but something about the advert on that piece of paper was too good to miss out on. Oh well, best continue my search for the exit. "
Conejo looks around, then spots a sign hanging from the ceiling which reads "EXIT". He lets out a relieved sigh as he speeds forward while looking up at the sign. Suddenly, Conejo is forced to a halt as he walks into someone. Conejo's head shoots downward as he looks to see what the damage is. Sitting on the floor in front of Conejo is none other than Lord Dominicus, with his luggage bag laying next to him. LD is looking up at Conejo, who has just realised who he knocked over.
" Wait a minute, I recognise you. You're that Lord Dominicus, the one from NCW. What are you doing here? "
From his seated position LD attempts an evil pose which fails. All he ends up doing is flailing his arms in the air and then falling on his back.
" You there! Help me up this instant! "
LD points at Conejo as he says this. Conejo reluctantly reaches out a hand, which LD grabs hold of. Conejo pulls LD to his feet. LD instantly releases Conejo's hand and takes a couple of steps back. LD is now able to do his evil pose properly.
" It is I, Lord Dominicus! Who are you, and how dare you be so foolish as to knock down someone as dangerous as I? "
Conejo shrugs his shoulders, not really bothered by what LD just said to him.
" Erm... Sorry? I'm Conejo Esponjoso, and I wrestle in NCW as well. I didn't mean to knock you over. I was trying to get out of this damn airport, and I just ran into you by accident. What are you doing in Greece? "
" I have come here because I believe something important, and very evil is going to transpire soon, and it starts here in Greece. I received a message about a meeting here, and the organiser of this meeting is looking for people such as myself. He wants men who are looking to take over the World, and I fit that brief description perfectly... Plus the benefits sound good. "
LD's head moves up and down as he looks Conejo over.
" What brings you here, young masked man? "
" I got the same message you got. I was in my garden, and it fell from the sky like it had been sent to me. Very strange stuff. I was intrigued by it though, and had to come check it out. "
" Ah, so we are travelling the same way. How would you like to follow me around, and do my bidding while we're here? "
Once again, Conejo shrugs his shoulders.
" Sure. If you can get me out of this airport before I go completely insane, I help you out while we're here. "
LD seems happy to have a new "henchman" by his side for his journey.
" So.....what sort of evil character traits and or devious skills do you posess? "
Conejo didn't expect to be grilled about himself as part of the agreement, but answers LD just to keep him sweet.
" Erm... I don't know really. I'm definitely evil. I mean, I like watching horror movies with all the lights turned off. "
LD doesn't seem impressed, but it's hard to tell for sure until he speaks.
" So you like watching horror. Is that it? Do you not have anything else going for you, that makes you a fitting hench? "
Conejo takes a moment to think of something else.
" I have an evil name! I'm called Conejo Esponjoso. Oh, and I like causing pain and suffering. "
LD is satisfied with this answer, but wants more.
" OK Condom Espionage, that all sounds very good but what proof do you have that you like causing such pain and suffering? "
" Well, none right now. I've not had a chance to do any of that in NCW yet, but I do have a match this week against Jason Blair and Johnathan Bishop which I intend to use as a point maker. I'm planning on beating them until they're bloody messes, then leaving them laying in a pool of their own blood in the ring. "
LD approves of what Conejo just said.
" Cornrow, I like the way you think. You are a worthy hench, and I shall allow you to do my bidding while we are in Greece. Now, tell me more about your evil plans for your debut match while we find the exit... Oh, and grab my bag! "
Conejo nods, and grabs LDs luggage bag. The pair walk away from the camera, toward the exit as the camera fades to black.