Interest Meme (3.0) #3
Dec. 22nd, 2007 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lurkerwithoutSee I told you I had some done. Just needed to type them. More to come. This one is for crimsonjoe and his interest wrestling
Look, I'm just a simple kappa. I run a nice quiet bar. I don't make trouble. But sometimes it comes in on its own. Like last week. It was a fairly busy night. I had a pack of vagr in celebrating one of their coming of age things. And a gang of troll-kin teens were using the ske-ball machine. Those half-breeds love that game. I don't even need prizes. They'll just keep shoveling in coins all night. Maybe it was little bit rowdy, but nothing out of control. And then Johnny T walks in.
Yeah. Johnny Tornado. International star of the pro-wrestling circuit. And on'jin bad ass. As soon he walks in the door, everyone goes quiet. They're all watching him. And he just ignores them all as moves towards the bar.
Of course Velvet, the lamia/nixie mix who waits tables, does stop him. But thats because she wants his autograph. She's a total freak for that pro-wrestling bullshit. Always making me turn it on and shit. Me, I don't see the point of false violence. Nah, the UCOCF, thats some...what? No, of course he didn't sign his real name. Think I wouldn't check for a score like that?
Anyway, after he makes Velvet's whole month he comes over to where I'm behind the bar. Seems he's out looking for Gruberman. Now me, I ain't go no use for ghouls. Especially ones who snatch kids up off public streets. Thats the kind of shit that brings down heat. Like say a part time celebrity do-gooder.
All the same I'm no fucking snitch and I tell Mr. Tornado that. Gruberman may be useless scum, but I've got principles, right? Johnny just smirks that pretty boy grin of his and gives the joint a taste of him Manifesting his War Aspect.
Now I'm not one to fold under from a threat. But I can see that even that sample of his Aspect is enough to begin stirring up the blood-lust of the vagr pack. And out of the corner of my fourth eye I can tell that one of the troll brats has bar sark Gift thats getting riled as well.
Now I'd hold out if it was just my skin. But I couldn't have this pack of maniacs wrecking my livelihood could I? Especially not for some two-bit waste of scales like Gruberman. I mean, c'mon. I've got three ex-wives to support!
So I let Johnny know about the warehouse that the ghouls like to use for their dinner parties. Whatever gets him out of my face, right?
Paid? Hah! He slipped me a couple ring side tickets to the IWL's big event. What the hells am I gonna do with those? Still, Velvet was VERY appreciative of the gift. And let me tell you, someone who can bend like a snake and hold their their breath all day can get into some “unique” positions. Heh heh heh...
crimsonjoe and his interest wrestlingLook, I'm just a simple kappa. I run a nice quiet bar. I don't make trouble. But sometimes it comes in on its own. Like last week. It was a fairly busy night. I had a pack of vagr in celebrating one of their coming of age things. And a gang of troll-kin teens were using the ske-ball machine. Those half-breeds love that game. I don't even need prizes. They'll just keep shoveling in coins all night. Maybe it was little bit rowdy, but nothing out of control. And then Johnny T walks in.
Yeah. Johnny Tornado. International star of the pro-wrestling circuit. And on'jin bad ass. As soon he walks in the door, everyone goes quiet. They're all watching him. And he just ignores them all as moves towards the bar.
Of course Velvet, the lamia/nixie mix who waits tables, does stop him. But thats because she wants his autograph. She's a total freak for that pro-wrestling bullshit. Always making me turn it on and shit. Me, I don't see the point of false violence. Nah, the UCOCF, thats some...what? No, of course he didn't sign his real name. Think I wouldn't check for a score like that?
Anyway, after he makes Velvet's whole month he comes over to where I'm behind the bar. Seems he's out looking for Gruberman. Now me, I ain't go no use for ghouls. Especially ones who snatch kids up off public streets. Thats the kind of shit that brings down heat. Like say a part time celebrity do-gooder.
All the same I'm no fucking snitch and I tell Mr. Tornado that. Gruberman may be useless scum, but I've got principles, right? Johnny just smirks that pretty boy grin of his and gives the joint a taste of him Manifesting his War Aspect.
Now I'm not one to fold under from a threat. But I can see that even that sample of his Aspect is enough to begin stirring up the blood-lust of the vagr pack. And out of the corner of my fourth eye I can tell that one of the troll brats has bar sark Gift thats getting riled as well.
Now I'd hold out if it was just my skin. But I couldn't have this pack of maniacs wrecking my livelihood could I? Especially not for some two-bit waste of scales like Gruberman. I mean, c'mon. I've got three ex-wives to support!
So I let Johnny know about the warehouse that the ghouls like to use for their dinner parties. Whatever gets him out of my face, right?
Paid? Hah! He slipped me a couple ring side tickets to the IWL's big event. What the hells am I gonna do with those? Still, Velvet was VERY appreciative of the gift. And let me tell you, someone who can bend like a snake and hold their their breath all day can get into some “unique” positions. Heh heh heh...
