Post by terrell on Mar 14, 2007 16:36:48 GMT -5
.:Derrick had been driving around town in his beat up old Nissan Pick Up Truck, which he knows he could afford to buy a new one, he just doesn't want one. His two losses, the first in the triple threat and the second in the battle royal for the national title battle royal, had really taken a toll on him. He had rarely lost, yet alone twice in the same night. He then realizes he needs a drink, and by needs a drink, more like Wasted. He then pulls into the nearest biker bar he could find. They always had the nicest Atmosphere for a guy like Terrell. There was almost always a fight goin' on. As he entered the bar he looks around and doesn't see many people here. So he sits down on a bar stool as the bartender turns towards him and says:.
"Wathca want?"
"Beer, and no piss water either."
.:The bartender laughs as he grabs a glass and pours a large frothy mug full of beer. He hands it to Derrick who easily downs half the mug in one sip. He sets it back down as he looks around the local New York bar. As he looks to his right, at the bar. A large man who must have been Seven Feet Tall, was sitting with his head down so you could only see his black hair that covered his eyes. Derrick could of sworn he had seen this man before, but he had no clue where as he diverts his eyes to his other side where an old man with what looked like three teeth said:.
"Whats your name sonny?"
.:The man must have just been a bar local as Derrick replies:.
"Names Derrick, how 'bout you?"
.:The old man licks his one front tooth as says:.
"Names Bill, people call me Crazy!"
.:Derrick looks at the man, and with a sarcastic tone in his voice he says:.
"I wonder why.."
.:Just then Derrick hears the large man who was sitting at the other end of the bar, stand up and slam some money on the counter paying for the drinks. He then leaves the bar. Not really caring Derrick goes back to his drink, he finishes that and gets it refilled by the bartender. He emptied the glass four more times before the bartender finally cuts him off.:.
.:Leaving the bar, Derrick walks to his Truck. As he starts to open the door some thing runs up behind him and slams him into the door. Derrick crumples to the ground from the force of the impact. The unknown person then picks him back up. The man then slams his head into the driver's side window, thus shattering the glass. Derrick was already gushing blood. The man then opens he truck door, hitting Derrick in the head with it. The door opened, the man picks up Derrick's head and lays him in a sitting position where his head was right on the edge. The man then steps back getting a good hold on the edge of the door, he then with all of his power slams the door in Derricks face. It must have broke Derricks nose as that was now at a weird angle now and was gushing blood.:.
.:Derricks white t-shirt was now stained a dark red from the blood. The man not finished with Derrick picks him up and brings him to the front of the truck. The man then places Derricks in between his legs and picks him up in a cross power bomb way. The man holds Derrick there for a while before finally throwing Derrick against the windshield, making it crack under the weight of Derrick.:.
.:The commotion must have been heard by some people in the bar, as the few people who were in the bar had come out and gathered around the two men. The man must have been satisfied as he spit in the bloody face of Derrick who was laying motionless on the ground, but he wasn't satisfied as he delivered a massive kick to the rips of Derrick. Thats when the crowd finally stepped in and told the man to go away...a bit too late....:.
"Wathca want?"
"Beer, and no piss water either."
.:The bartender laughs as he grabs a glass and pours a large frothy mug full of beer. He hands it to Derrick who easily downs half the mug in one sip. He sets it back down as he looks around the local New York bar. As he looks to his right, at the bar. A large man who must have been Seven Feet Tall, was sitting with his head down so you could only see his black hair that covered his eyes. Derrick could of sworn he had seen this man before, but he had no clue where as he diverts his eyes to his other side where an old man with what looked like three teeth said:.
"Whats your name sonny?"
.:The man must have just been a bar local as Derrick replies:.
"Names Derrick, how 'bout you?"
.:The old man licks his one front tooth as says:.
"Names Bill, people call me Crazy!"
.:Derrick looks at the man, and with a sarcastic tone in his voice he says:.
"I wonder why.."
.:Just then Derrick hears the large man who was sitting at the other end of the bar, stand up and slam some money on the counter paying for the drinks. He then leaves the bar. Not really caring Derrick goes back to his drink, he finishes that and gets it refilled by the bartender. He emptied the glass four more times before the bartender finally cuts him off.:.
.:Leaving the bar, Derrick walks to his Truck. As he starts to open the door some thing runs up behind him and slams him into the door. Derrick crumples to the ground from the force of the impact. The unknown person then picks him back up. The man then slams his head into the driver's side window, thus shattering the glass. Derrick was already gushing blood. The man then opens he truck door, hitting Derrick in the head with it. The door opened, the man picks up Derrick's head and lays him in a sitting position where his head was right on the edge. The man then steps back getting a good hold on the edge of the door, he then with all of his power slams the door in Derricks face. It must have broke Derricks nose as that was now at a weird angle now and was gushing blood.:.
.:Derricks white t-shirt was now stained a dark red from the blood. The man not finished with Derrick picks him up and brings him to the front of the truck. The man then places Derricks in between his legs and picks him up in a cross power bomb way. The man holds Derrick there for a while before finally throwing Derrick against the windshield, making it crack under the weight of Derrick.:.
.:The commotion must have been heard by some people in the bar, as the few people who were in the bar had come out and gathered around the two men. The man must have been satisfied as he spit in the bloody face of Derrick who was laying motionless on the ground, but he wasn't satisfied as he delivered a massive kick to the rips of Derrick. Thats when the crowd finally stepped in and told the man to go away...a bit too late....:.