Post by Rumpke on Aug 1, 2021 16:54:31 GMT -5
OOC: I'm sorry for being last minute, again... Hopefully I'll start shaking the rust soon. Take care everyone!
"From a Friend."
*The scene opens up and we see Rumpke sitting on a bench, backstage; in his locker room. He's franticly looking around at various objects in the locker room. His face is a light red color and sweat is running down his face. Perhaps he's nervous about his upcoming match.*
Rumpke: What the fuck am I going to do...? Here I am, back in this business again but everything feels completely different now...
*Rumpke then goes silent again as his eyes continue to scan the room, often looking at the same objects; over and over but there's one particular direction that his eyes haven't looked at yet through, at this moment that is.
*The camera, it does look the direction that Rumpke keeps avoiding and then; we see it after the camera finishes focusing. There's a note, positioned in front of an object, almost completely blocking the view of the object. The note, it's written with a thick brushed marker. It says, "Welcome back, this will help." and it's signed, "From a Friend".*
*Seconds later, a frantic Rumpke stands up and finally looks at the note as he walks up to it. The brawler's right hand, reaches out and brushes the note to the side. Now that the other object is revealed, we see that it's a full bottle of Kentucky Cornshine.*
*Rumpke's light red face, suddenly becomes even more red than it was before as his right hand grabs the bottle. He stands there momentarily. There wasn't much time that went by for us but to Rumpke, it seemed like a long time before he suddenly twists the cap off of the bottle only for him to pause again as the smell of whiskey begins to flow up into his nostrils. The brawler lets out a sigh and slowly closes his eyes while raising the bottle up to his mouth.*
*The bottle is now on his mouth when Rumpke's body suddenly jerks. And with that jerk, the full bottle of Kentucky Cornshine goes flying in the air, only to land; directly in the trash can.*
Rumpke: Piss on it... It doesn't matter if I'm ready or not. It's time to get this done...
*The scene fades out with the following message.*
"Jack Jones.. Louis Cypher.. Best of luck to you two!"
