A Meeting with King

[Jason King]

The scene opens and Jason King steps out of a room in the backstage area. He holds a piece of paper in his hand and his face does not look happy.
Standing on the left side of the door is a large man by the name of "Big" West Williams and a Teddy "Shine" Williams and on the right side of the door was the man in black whose name nobody seems to know.
As Jason walks out of the room he doesn't say anything to them he just walked down the hallway and they followed.
Jason keeps shaking his head as he turns the corner....

TBC: Anyone

[Van HeLLsing]

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Jason stops, taking a step back because right around the corner are El Jefe and Eddie Reyes.  Immediately, West and Teddy start stepping forward anticipating a possible brawl.  The Barrio is known for gang style tactics and love a good street fight.  However, Eddie and Tony put up their hands. 

Tony Almeida

Easy mang, easy mang!  What's wrong with you holmes?  Why do you look so grouchy? Huh?  Huh?  You my friend, have started something I haven't seen since my time back in Cuba.  Getting into our business was very bad business decision mang.  You don't know who you are really **** with.  Me and Eddie aren't the only ones business you stuck your big nose in.  You better get ready, because we are building an army, The Barrio is expanding.  Some real **** is going to happen so you better get ready because I have a message for you, from us and our "friends" haha.  You want a war?  You got a **** war puto!!!!

Ton starts to laugh and mock King's bodyguards. 

[Jason King]

Jason puts his hands up and his men stop. They step back to where he was standing and Jason looks at Tony and then Eddie. His face is blank for a moment before he sighs a long tired sigh. He hand's the piece of paper he was holding to the mysterious man in black who takes it without reading it, folds it, and puts it into his pocket. Jason rubbed his brow with his index finger and thumb before looking back up at the two men.

King: Let's get something straight right off the bat. I'm not your friend. IF you were my friend you wouldn't find yourself in the position you are in right now. If i were friends with you it would mean that something very bad must have happened to me to sink so low as to call you a friend....so ya know, let's be realistic here.

Jason pointed to Eddie.

King: side note i don't even know your boyfriend here but he looks tense so i would suggest you tend to your mans needs before he finds someone who will.

Jason took a step forward closer to Tony. he spoke calmly almost like he was trying to explain something to a child.

King: Now i don't know to what business you are referring to but i would assume that seeing we are here in WWG you are talking about what you call a "wrestling career". If that's the business that you accuse me of **** with let me stop you right there. You don't have a wrestling career, you have a joke, and not a very good one either. I mean the fact that you haven't even checked the score board between us shows that you really don't know what you're doing here. The last two times you have been allowed to legal put your hands on me you've got your ass beat like a punk. Both times, i barely tried. And i mean you went down faster than your **** over there. You got blood on my shoes...and i liked those shoes. Heck it's impressive that you're even still walking around running your mouth.

Once again Jason looked towards Eddie.

King: You must have some **** great bedside manor.

Shine in the back ground makes the vulgar motion of the act of sucking dick behind Jason. Big laughs a little though the man in black has no change of emotion at all. Jason smiles a cold smile as he takes another step closer to Tony.

King: I am glad you find your prospect of a war so funny. You little family of Barrio roaches can infest whatever you like, at the end of the day i will squash them under my boot like i already did with you and i won't even remember their names. Hell i barely remember yours.

Jason chuckles and rubs temple

King: You don't want a war with God kid. You'll lose...everything.


OOC: For those of you who say my purple is too dark to read. is this any better?

[The Scary Brother]

OOC The highlight makes it 100 time easier to read

[Jason King]

OOC: Perfect i will do this from now on YAY I get to keep my purple lol

[The Wretched Nobody]

OOC: Yes, very much so.

[J-Dub]

Marcus Collins walks around the corner to see two grown men attempting to look intimidating. He slowly approaches the two with a slight look of destain on his face. He stood silently looking at the two.

Funny how the two of you talk about careers as if ether of you have done anything of note. A laughable concept from a want to be thug, and an unproven self proclaimed "God". Which out of the two I personally enjoy the arrogance of that. In the end, nether of you will matter. For that matter, none of us will matter in the end. When the cold grasp takes us, we all are nothing but worm food. Until then, the only ones who actually accomplish anything in this **** up world acts instead of talk. So why is no one acting? Why do you two, and everyone else, hide behind their words? Take it from someone who's held a title for more than a foolish week, no one cares unless you force them two. Less any of you want to do something about it, then you are benieth me, and nothing else you say will matter. Of course if you want to do something about it, just remember the reaper has all of our numbers, don't be in a hurry to shorten that time you are borrowing.

[Kira Starlight]

It was just about this time that Rayven skipped through the scene, she stopped and gave a pat to the top of Marcus's head.

Rayven::
"No one's acting?  You obviously haven't been watching me."

And just like that, she was gone as quickly as she'd appeared.

[Jason King]

Jason looked around him to Marcus then back at Tony. He took a step back from Tony and put his hand out to Marcus like one would when they are asking a question.

King: I'm sorry who the **** are you? Real Talk should i know who you are? Cuz i just see some angry white boy getting up in my face right now which is a shame because i didn't really feel like putting anyone in the ground today.

Jason points at each of the three men.

King: So why don't you and your boyfriend and who ever the **** you are do the smart thing, like that Rayven ****, and get the hell out of my way before i go from being amused to annoyed. Cuz if you got a death wish there are a lot less painful ways to go about it than to **** me off.

Jason makes a waving motion with his hand

King: now's your time to scurry back to whatever non existence you came from. go on.

[J-Dub]

Marcus begins to smile

Point proven, stay scared little ****, it's a good look on you. But if your stupidity derives from ignorance, then know only I will be your final sight. There has been a trail of bodies left in my rage, so if you would like to put your dilutions of God to a test, grow a pair and keep me from ending you.

Marcus turns and looks down at little Rayven.

You have always been annoying, why don't you bother your new family.

[Jason King]

Jason and his men looked at the young man with confused looks on their faces, except for the man in black whose face never seemed to change much. The man, who Jason assumed was another wrestler he had never heard of, wen't from making vague and hollow threats to talking to thin air. His words made it seem like he was talking to Rayven but seeing how Rayven had left moments before he just looked like a crazy person. Jason shook his head and sighed.

King: Oh i get it. *sigh* You're one of the "crazy" ones. Man that gimmick is getting old around here. Let me guess you were in an insane asylum too? Should i be afraid of you because mommy didn't hug you enough? or maybe she hugged you a wittle too much. Well i. am. just. shaking in my boots. please oh please mister don't add me to your body trail. heh heh please **** outta here.

Jason laughed and turned his back to the men heading off down the hallway in the opposite direction. He spoke with a dismissive hand in the air.

King: Tony, Enjoy this small reprieve of me kicking your filth around the ring. Try to keep from bleeding on my belt i don't want to have to bill you for cleaning anymore of your stink off it. As for the rest of you...find me when you're worth something. Until then... i don't **** care maybe grab a mop and make yourselves useful.

Jason's men part for him and then follow behind him as he turns the corner and heads down the separate hallway.

[J-Dub]

Marcus shakes his head and places his finger on his forehead as if getting a head ache.

Nothing you ever say shows any... thing to add to a conversation. But you admit you're scared. That's why you ran and hid when I decided to take back my carnage title. But don't worry junior, you'll find out before long what my boot taste like. But you have everything figured out huh junior? The dumbass asked if I was in a mental institution and this nobody calls himself God. I've taken shits scarier than him.

Marcus reaches up and lightly pats "King" on the side of the face before violently pushing it away. Marcus walks off down that hall laughing.

'I'm not scared' keep telling your earl that junior, you're starting to believe it.

[Trine Larsen]

Trine Larsen had stepped out of the enclave for medical, a paper of her own in hand, but unlike King she didn't seem all that upset to have it. She folded it up and tucked it in her jeans pocket, before looking up.

The blonde nearly collided with the group making their way down the hallway and instinctively apologized, but the look on her face when she realized who it was made it obvious enough that she immediately regretted it.

"Oh, you." was all she said, side stepping out of the way.

Trine noticed Marcus further down the hallway, then Tony Almeida and Eddie Reyes, before raising an eyebrow. This was an interesting mix.

[Van HeLLsing]

Tony gets in Collins face looking him up and down. 

Tony Almeida

Last time I checked, this doesn’t concern you mang.  I suggest you get to walking before we put your **** ass in a hospital!

Eddie turns his attention to Trine who was staring at the 3 men standing in the hallway.  By this time Eddie has his switchblade out of his pocket.  He points the blade right at Trine’s face.

Eddie Reyes Jr. 

What the **** are you looking at puta?  This don’t concern you either ****!  So unless you wanna get cut… I suggest you leave.

The look in Eddie’s eyes is that of a lunatic.  Reyes has been called psychotic before and this particular look was just that……psychotic.  He again points the blade to her cheek.

[Trine Larsen]

"Well, that escalated quickly...."

Trine startles, instinctively turning her face away from the blade, but standing still. That wasn't really anything along the lines of an expected response. Granted if the guy was as crazy as the look in his eyes suggested than a raised eyebrow from the end of the opposite hallway might have been a no-no in his book.

He moved like lightning and had a knife- which was worrisome enough for her. She held her hands up.

"Whoa, dude, relax. I'm just passing through. Really not interested in whatever West Side Story thing you and this guy have going on."