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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Sept 18, 2008 12:24:46 GMT -5
OOC: This takes place about 24 hrs. before the Solstice event.
*About a month 1/2 later*
Brandon Payne, fresh off the heels of his match with Ethan Bain. Walks into familiar territory. He was surprised that he was allowed back into the bar after the events of his last visit. But nonetheless, he walks into the bar. Going up to the bartender to place his for a couple of Coors Lights. Wanting to relax and take his mind off of things before his rematch with Ethan Bain at Solstice. He takes a seat nearby. As he does so, the door opens up and familiar face walks in. |
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Post by MG on Sept 20, 2008 14:55:15 GMT -5
Uh oh MG is coming there the door. MG bust right threw the bar door with a angry face. He was still worried at the attacks he recived by these unknown hitmen. He countined to walk towards the bar and sits down in a chair.
Give me a root beer. I don't feel like get'n drunk today.
He takes a sip off his root beer and looks to a stearing Brandon Payne.
What. A thug can drink a soft one. *Looks to the bartender* I want a bigger cup then this. The larges one you got
That will be $13.
Ya'll trippin with $13. Let me get two bags of chips. 50 cent right.
No, 60 cent
Yo!! Gas, C&C's, and now a bag of chips. Ya wild'n son. Damn I bet niggas in New Jersey shit'n bricks off these prices.
You ready for Solstice, BP
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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Sept 20, 2008 18:26:12 GMT -5
Hehe... Ready as I'll ever be, MG. Ethan Bain is going down.
BP receives his beer from the bartender. He grabs the glass and takes a huge sip of it before setting it down on the table.
How about you ? I hear you have a big match at the PPV as well. |
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Post by MG on Sept 21, 2008 10:44:39 GMT -5
Not really, I got some bitch ass tag match. It's better then not being on the show man. *He takes a sip* Now let me ask you something. How come your not blast'n on me yet. Usually every person I encountered tries to attack me with their words. You're one of those people.
MG starts digging in his chips.
Are we on good terms or are you just hiding it away. So when I turn my back you digging in me.
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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Sept 21, 2008 11:43:00 GMT -5
HAHA..... Dude, I'm just playin'. Personally, I've got nothing at all against you. Yeah, true. I did pick on you a little bit the last time we met. But, I was having fun at your expense was all. Meant nothing by it all.
*BP picks up his drink and takes another sip* |
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Post by MG on Sept 21, 2008 11:59:37 GMT -5
Cool. *He starts chomping on some chips* Who do you think have the best chance of ending the season as champ. It's alright if you say me but whats your honest opinion.
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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Sept 21, 2008 15:54:28 GMT -5
*Payne was drinking beer as MG was making his comments. After hearing MG say that he thought he would be world champion by years end. Payne nearly got strangled as he gets choked on his beer. After coughing a few times and clearing his throat. Payne answers MG's question**Clears Throat* Sorry about that, bro. Damn beer is warm.
Uh, I probably have to say me  .
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BUTTTTTT ! If I had my second choice.... I had to go with maybe O'Dell.
You on the other hand ? I think you have potential. You've come a long way since last year. But, I'm not quite sure your ready just yet for the World Title. I could be wrong however... but thats just me. |
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Post by MG on Sept 21, 2008 16:47:49 GMT -5
If he was high right now he would have just spazzed on him.
Cool. *Takes a sip* Bradon, I can see us being the last two in the X-GAMES match battling it out for the title. Someday everybody will be under MG. Believe.
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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Sept 22, 2008 10:15:07 GMT -5
*Chuckles*
The name is Brandon... not Bradon
*Paynes take another sip of his beer*
If me and you are the last two left standing in the XGames match ? *Hmph* That'll make my job much easier then. Beating you in that match should be no problem at all. Remember last time we fought ? You barely even stood a chance with the likes of me..
Not saying that to be mean or anything, but its just a fact. |
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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Oct 5, 2008 2:21:05 GMT -5
The whole room went quiet. MG hadn't responded to him yet. Payne thought he actually might be in shock  .Whats the matter, bro ? Cat got your tongue ? Come on, relax ! I'm not gonna beat you up... I promise.
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Well... only if you don't provoke me first. Then all bets are off naturally. |
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Post by Μyster Controversy™ on Dec 16, 2008 0:46:33 GMT -5
OOC: Meh, what the heck. I might as well keep this thread going .Months later after his run-in with MG. Brandon Payne enters the all-too familiar bar in downtown New York. Just days prior to XGames. Not knowing who or what he will face at the event. He comes in just wanting to have a relaxing evening. Payne has almost become a local celebrity of sorts here. Not just because of his 'Elite' status in the wrestling world or his good looks . But because everytime he steps foot into this bar, something always happens. Whether its an arguement with MG, getting shafted by Lauren Blayze, or getting into a street fight with Michael Xavier. When Payne enters a bar (or much less ANY place) Something is bound to happen.
Payne opens the door and makes his way inside the bar. Upon entering, he walks up to the counter and places an order for a diet soda.What !? No liquor or beer this time !? replied the bartender.
Payne replies with any hesitation:
No, No (laughs). Not tonight, I've got a big night ahead of me here in a few days and the last thing I wanna do is go into the XGames with a hangover. Besides, I gotta watch my figure. A few more hundred bottles of liquor and I'll be a 500 pound bloated toad.Bartender: I see... okay, I'll bring your drink right out in a minute.
Cool Deal.
As Payne waits patiently, he can't help but reflect on how far he has come since re-signing with the XWA in February.I think I even amaze myself sometimes.As Payne thinks to himself:To think, me of all people. Coming back to the XWA after the way things had ended for me a little over a year ago, and I'm on top as one of the heavy hitters for the league. Can't say that I did it all on my own though. I had a little help from guys like Primo, O'Dell, and Ethan Bain, to a name a few. But no matter. Win, Lose, or Draw. To each his own as they say. I may not have come out on the winning end most of the time this year. But its not about the wins or the loses, its about you play the game so to speak. And dammit... nobody can say that I didn't earn my position this year.
In 2009... heh... those guys haven't seen nothing yet. Screw the old school "men and women age like fine whine" analogy. I'm like Evolution. Only getting better and better by the year. 2009 !? Look out its all I gotta say.
I think its time to take it to the next level. Its time for Brandon Payne to finally grab the brass ring and show the world that I am still god's gift to the wrestling... the Wrestling Elite. The Best of the Best, and Nothing Less then Spectacular.The bartender comes over and gives Payne his drink.Bartender: Here you are, sir.Thank You.As Payne proceeds to take a sip of his drink, somebody walks in... |
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