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| Altamont Flashbacks; Erica Vargas RP | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 23 2015, 06:14 PM (24 Views) | |
| Post #1 Sep 23 2015, 06:14 PM | Jon A |
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[One afternoon at The Pitt arena. With the wrestlers gone and JitP #004 still a few days away, the arena is occupied by a handful of technicians and off-camera employees, except for...] VARGAS: Crazy? Crazy versus crazy, I ask you! [...A woman with a harsh black sidecut in a charcoal turtleneck and tight dark blue jeans fusses with a piece of rigging in the catwalk far above the floor, while a disinterested tech hangs a light beside her. She continues to rant and rave while he pays her no mind.] VARGAS: I may have signed up for ACE just before they went under, and yeah, I may have stuck it out longer than I should have at SPW, and yeah I should have got out of DSW before they went under, but just because I react to stress in different ways doesn't make me quote-unquote-heavy-emphasis-implied craaaazy. [The technician sniffs the air and clears his throat, still trying to ignore her as she inches closer.] VARGAS: Now, putting on a blonde wig and hipster nose glasses and calling yourself JJ Brine when you're pretty clearly Kiora Donavon—that's crazy, and—I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name. I drop people on their head and choke them out around here, and you obviously... hang lights... I'm Erica Vargas, by the way. TECH: [sighing] Rodney. VARGAS: Hi... [She leers at him.] Honey rectum. [Technician Rodney makes a disgusted face and returns to his work.] VARGAS: That's... that was just a joke. [Awkward silence as Rodney continues working on the lighting rig.] VARGAS: Anyway, the point is I'm not crazy. [He right arm leaps out in front of her face and begins moving like a puppet.] VARGAS: [high-pitched voice] Yes she is; don't listen to her! [She screams at her right hand.] VARGAS: SHUT UP! [She snaps her attention back to the hapless technician.] VARGAS: I'm sorry you had to see that. [Another awkward silence.] VARGAS: Another little joke. MAN'S VOICE: [off-camera] Yes, very little. [Two very burly-looking biker-types appear at the end of the catwalk. Vargas instantly looks nervous.] VARGAS: Uh-oh... STRAY: You shouldn't be up here, ya know. MAGNUSSON: Mr. DeBlanc said there was someone up here harassing the techs and it wouldn't be—hey, wait a minute... [Magnusson turns to his biker colleague.] MAGNUSSON: I remember her. VARGAS: Nope! Nope! Don't think you do! STRAY: Yeah... that night in October two years ago. VARGAS: Oh god... Altamont flashback!
STRAY: ...We're minding our own business when this chick appears out nowhere. I still remember the first thing she said...
MAGNUSSON: Damn, I don't know about you, but the way she just stood there staring us down... I still get nightmares about that. STRAY: And, of course, she's the reason why we can't lay a hand on any of the wrestlers here. Ace made sure of that...
MAGNUSSON: And why did she say she was there? Because she thought we were boring and needed some excitement in our lives.
STRAY: And ya know what? I still get headaches...
MAGNUSSON: Yeah, I think we know you. VARGAS: No, fellas, must be some other lucky gal... [The two Fury Riders spread their arms wide in joy.] MAGNUSSON & STRAY: [together] CRAAAAAAAZY ERICAAAAAAAA! STRAY: Man, you just showed up one night, gave the best party we'd ever had and then just took off again? Where have you been? VARGAS: Uh, guys... If you could avoid using the c-word, I'd— MAGNUSSON: Man, Axel's been getting kinda uppity lately; we gotta show him who we ran into! VARGAS: Well, see, fellas... I don't wanna come off as “crazy” 'cause I think it kind of sells me short— STRAY: Crazy Erica! Please tell me how you fixed the alternator on my bike... MAGNUSSON: Oh, she fixed your alternator too? STRAY: One-handed! She said she didn't want to spill her beer! [Vargas is looking for excuses to get away.] VARGAS: Well, fellas, I'll love ya and leave ya, because I've got to practice my entrance for the next show. [The technician she was chatting up speaks up with out looking at her.] TECHNICIAN: That's not your entrance. VARGAS: [muttering] Shut up, Honey Rectum. [She throws a rope over the catwalk and climbs up on the railing.] VARGAS: This panther's gotta be moving on. [She quickly rappels down the rope and out of sight.] |
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| Post #2 Oct 24 2015, 08:30 AM | Jon A |
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oops.
Edited by Jon A, Oct 24 2015, 08:31 AM.
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