Post by JackHammer on Aug 23, 2008 1:06:22 GMT -6
"I still can't believe they let us air that." [Goliath's voice, rife with rueful laughter, echoes through the little restaurant. He and his cousin, the ever-effervescent JackHammer are seated in a sushi bar. The venue is JackHammer's idea, to get himself in the appropriate mood for facing all the others in the stable war.]
"It was pure genius! How could they not?" [JackHammer is quick to answer, his mouth stuffed with raw fish.]
"It was fu*king terrible!"
"Bah, it was high art. If you didn't get it, you just couldn't wrap your head around it."
"It's not high art when you've gotta be drunk to think it's funny. I think all those shots to the head are catching up to you, man." [Goliath shakes his head. JackHammer is anything but normal, but he's just gotten worse as of late.]
[The Chi-Town Terror, completely unfazed, rears back and laughs before shovelling another mouthful of fish down his throat.] "Ah, maybe. It was still a ***damn cathartic release, though... ah well, on to bigger things. What do you think about Jack Manson, Xavier Williams, Kole Kaos, The Ace, Angel,Falcon?"
"I got nothin' to say about them. They don't respect you or AJ and their just a bunch of punks."
"They're a bunch of no talneted panzies who could really wrestle their way out of a paper bag. Mean the only ones in there with any skills are me and AJ -- I'm definitely looking forward to this one."
"You know, you compare every da*n wrestler in the organization to yourself."
"And why not? They all aspire to be as great as me... so we're not that different." [JackHammer snorts with laughter, thumping his chest with pride.] "They're my little brothers, the lot of 'em. Even the Suits. Even Fox."
"You tellin' me you'd beat the everliving sh*t out of your brothers?"
"Is it any wonder that I'm an only child?"
"Hah! I'll give ya that. So, what are we gonna do about Tianna?"
[JackHammer sighs. The things that woman has tried since her return into JackHammer's life has made it anything but dull.] "I dunno. Though I gotta remind ya that she's still got feelings for me -- probably why we're still alive, is that she's conflicted."
[Goliath explodes with anger. Is JackHammer that dense?] "She planted a BOMB in your house, man! There's no conflicting about that!"
"She left a keypad to disarm it."
"So?"
"The password was our anniversary date." [The smirk on JackHammer's face is unmistakeable -- there's still love there, albeit very twisted, sadistic love. He leans back in his chair, his arms stretching out, the Lethal Intent logo stretched tight across his black t-shirt.] "I dunno what to say. Maybe I'll ask them others about it,they've been good at keeping their women happy."
"Before or after you beat the piss outta them?"
"During. Get more answers that way. Hah!" [JackHammer pauses, the traditional Japanese flute music wafting softly in the background. A couple tables down, a middle-aged couple are doing everything within their power to dissassociate themselves from the bald headed biker and loud overmuscled psychopath in their midst. JackHammer downs his drink in a single gulp, and looks at the small paper cup of dark greenish substance at the corner of his plate. He sniffs it curiously, then shrugs and downs the whole thing in a single bite. ]
[Goliath shakes his head, unsure of what he just saw.] "Uh, Jack... was that the wasabi?"
[JackHammer grimaces, wrestling with his urge to spit it across the room, before swallowing the wasabi and nodding.] "Is that Japanese for '****ing painful'?"
"Heh. Typical Jack. Bet you take it all in stride and then cry in private."
[The champion chuckles, wiping away a tear from his freshly inflamed ducts.] "Nah, I don't cry. When I'm in pain, everyone around me cries instead." [As JackHammer completes the sentence, the waitress approaches and places the check on the table. JackHammer takes the paper and examines it, as she speaks, her voice heavy with a Cantonese accent.]
"Would you like any dessert? We've got special today."
[JackHammer shrugs. Might help to get the burn out of his mouth. Without looking away from the check, he asks:] "What's the special?"
[Then, everything dawns on him at once. The voice. The fact that the waitress is only offering dessert as she leaves the check. Goliath is still completely oblivious, as she removes one of the long ornamental pins from her hair, with a point honed to stiletto sharpness...]
"Death!" [Tianna Liangde screams, as she plunges the stiletto straight for JackHammer's neck. The Chi-Town Terror barely evades the strike before grabbing the small, but incredibly lithe woman and pins her arms to her sides in a bear hug. The restaurant is in pandemonium, as people panic and watch the struggle... the massive JackHammer, even despite his immense strength, is having difficulty holding his ex-wife in check.]
"Goliath! Grab her legs!" [He bellows. His cousin complies, if only after several failed attempts and hard kicks to the face. Amid her screams and curses JackHammer finally gets a word in edgewise.] "Hey, hon... can't stay away from me, can you?"
"Go to hell!"
"Been there. Didn't like the bars."
"Jack... what you did to me is unforgiveable!"
[JackHammer sighs. He'd told her a dozen times before, didn't stop the murder attempts then, it wouldn't now.] "Tianna... what I 'did' to you was left you to your own devices. You've got a damn empire to run, I've got a world to entertain, never the twain shall meet." [With this, she pauses a moment, and JackHammer takes advantage of this to drop her to the floor and get better control in the situation, as the stilletto would never, ever leave her hand so long as she could use it. The old wrestler sighs, resting his weight atop her as she grunts and forces to no avail. The manager is already on the phone, presumably with the local authorities.] "Babe, they're calling the cops. Now because I still love ya, I'm gonna give ya the chance to get the hell outta here. Go back to Hong Kong, live your life and leave me with mine."
[She seems to go lax a moment, obviously weighing her options. Would she be better going home to an empire and massive power in the underworld, or spending a few decades in a women's penitentiary? If JackHammer were to get off her, she wouldn't fail a second time to get this stiletto in his heart or jugular... no, there would be other days. She sighs.] "All right, Jack. You always have to win... I'll go back to Hong Kong."
"I don't believe ya, but I don't wanna see you locked up. So I'm gonna live up to my reputation as a crazy motherfu*ker and let you go. Quit trying to kill me." [And with this, JackHammer rises from his seat atop her arms. She springs to her feet like a jungle cat, her glare never leaving JackHammer's eyes as she backs out the door.]
"Think we'd better go, man. Made more of a scene here than I'd have wanted to."
"It was pure genius! How could they not?" [JackHammer is quick to answer, his mouth stuffed with raw fish.]
"It was fu*king terrible!"
"Bah, it was high art. If you didn't get it, you just couldn't wrap your head around it."
"It's not high art when you've gotta be drunk to think it's funny. I think all those shots to the head are catching up to you, man." [Goliath shakes his head. JackHammer is anything but normal, but he's just gotten worse as of late.]
[The Chi-Town Terror, completely unfazed, rears back and laughs before shovelling another mouthful of fish down his throat.] "Ah, maybe. It was still a ***damn cathartic release, though... ah well, on to bigger things. What do you think about Jack Manson, Xavier Williams, Kole Kaos, The Ace, Angel,Falcon?"
"I got nothin' to say about them. They don't respect you or AJ and their just a bunch of punks."
"They're a bunch of no talneted panzies who could really wrestle their way out of a paper bag. Mean the only ones in there with any skills are me and AJ -- I'm definitely looking forward to this one."
"You know, you compare every da*n wrestler in the organization to yourself."
"And why not? They all aspire to be as great as me... so we're not that different." [JackHammer snorts with laughter, thumping his chest with pride.] "They're my little brothers, the lot of 'em. Even the Suits. Even Fox."
"You tellin' me you'd beat the everliving sh*t out of your brothers?"
"Is it any wonder that I'm an only child?"
"Hah! I'll give ya that. So, what are we gonna do about Tianna?"
[JackHammer sighs. The things that woman has tried since her return into JackHammer's life has made it anything but dull.] "I dunno. Though I gotta remind ya that she's still got feelings for me -- probably why we're still alive, is that she's conflicted."
[Goliath explodes with anger. Is JackHammer that dense?] "She planted a BOMB in your house, man! There's no conflicting about that!"
"She left a keypad to disarm it."
"So?"
"The password was our anniversary date." [The smirk on JackHammer's face is unmistakeable -- there's still love there, albeit very twisted, sadistic love. He leans back in his chair, his arms stretching out, the Lethal Intent logo stretched tight across his black t-shirt.] "I dunno what to say. Maybe I'll ask them others about it,they've been good at keeping their women happy."
"Before or after you beat the piss outta them?"
"During. Get more answers that way. Hah!" [JackHammer pauses, the traditional Japanese flute music wafting softly in the background. A couple tables down, a middle-aged couple are doing everything within their power to dissassociate themselves from the bald headed biker and loud overmuscled psychopath in their midst. JackHammer downs his drink in a single gulp, and looks at the small paper cup of dark greenish substance at the corner of his plate. He sniffs it curiously, then shrugs and downs the whole thing in a single bite. ]
[Goliath shakes his head, unsure of what he just saw.] "Uh, Jack... was that the wasabi?"
[JackHammer grimaces, wrestling with his urge to spit it across the room, before swallowing the wasabi and nodding.] "Is that Japanese for '****ing painful'?"
"Heh. Typical Jack. Bet you take it all in stride and then cry in private."
[The champion chuckles, wiping away a tear from his freshly inflamed ducts.] "Nah, I don't cry. When I'm in pain, everyone around me cries instead." [As JackHammer completes the sentence, the waitress approaches and places the check on the table. JackHammer takes the paper and examines it, as she speaks, her voice heavy with a Cantonese accent.]
"Would you like any dessert? We've got special today."
[JackHammer shrugs. Might help to get the burn out of his mouth. Without looking away from the check, he asks:] "What's the special?"
[Then, everything dawns on him at once. The voice. The fact that the waitress is only offering dessert as she leaves the check. Goliath is still completely oblivious, as she removes one of the long ornamental pins from her hair, with a point honed to stiletto sharpness...]
"Death!" [Tianna Liangde screams, as she plunges the stiletto straight for JackHammer's neck. The Chi-Town Terror barely evades the strike before grabbing the small, but incredibly lithe woman and pins her arms to her sides in a bear hug. The restaurant is in pandemonium, as people panic and watch the struggle... the massive JackHammer, even despite his immense strength, is having difficulty holding his ex-wife in check.]
"Goliath! Grab her legs!" [He bellows. His cousin complies, if only after several failed attempts and hard kicks to the face. Amid her screams and curses JackHammer finally gets a word in edgewise.] "Hey, hon... can't stay away from me, can you?"
"Go to hell!"
"Been there. Didn't like the bars."
"Jack... what you did to me is unforgiveable!"
[JackHammer sighs. He'd told her a dozen times before, didn't stop the murder attempts then, it wouldn't now.] "Tianna... what I 'did' to you was left you to your own devices. You've got a damn empire to run, I've got a world to entertain, never the twain shall meet." [With this, she pauses a moment, and JackHammer takes advantage of this to drop her to the floor and get better control in the situation, as the stilletto would never, ever leave her hand so long as she could use it. The old wrestler sighs, resting his weight atop her as she grunts and forces to no avail. The manager is already on the phone, presumably with the local authorities.] "Babe, they're calling the cops. Now because I still love ya, I'm gonna give ya the chance to get the hell outta here. Go back to Hong Kong, live your life and leave me with mine."
[She seems to go lax a moment, obviously weighing her options. Would she be better going home to an empire and massive power in the underworld, or spending a few decades in a women's penitentiary? If JackHammer were to get off her, she wouldn't fail a second time to get this stiletto in his heart or jugular... no, there would be other days. She sighs.] "All right, Jack. You always have to win... I'll go back to Hong Kong."
"I don't believe ya, but I don't wanna see you locked up. So I'm gonna live up to my reputation as a crazy motherfu*ker and let you go. Quit trying to kill me." [And with this, JackHammer rises from his seat atop her arms. She springs to her feet like a jungle cat, her glare never leaving JackHammer's eyes as she backs out the door.]
"Think we'd better go, man. Made more of a scene here than I'd have wanted to."