Post by Saidogai on Aug 14, 2009 2:24:16 GMT -5
The scene fades to the old XAW arena. Saidogai stands kiddie corner to the building, staring up at it. No doubt his locker room was still labeled from back in the day. Even when it unsuccessfully tried to make a comeback, his japanese touch to it. He wonders what TTM did with it when they ransacked the place, putting HCW banners everywhere. Saidogai crosses his arms, remembering the battles he had against the greats. Even those who didn't join MCW when XAW closed.
Antagonist walks up behind him, chewing on a street hot dog. He softly nudges Saidogai and motions to his other hand, holding a fresh hot dog with mustard and diced onions.
"Just the way you like it, bug guy."
Saidogai looks down at it before taking it, scoffing. He bites into it and both the men stand and gaze at the building. Of course, Antagonist going through memories of his own of the XAW building. His old marriage and partnership. Back when the people looked up to him. They looked up to both of them. Not anymore.
Now these two Gods that are men stand before a new federation in an old venue. Familiar faces. New beginnings. Empty history. While there may not be a tag team division, Tag and Saidogai both know of what needs to be done.
The two men finish their snack before Tag slaps Sai on the back and motions to walk down the street. The camera doesn't follow, as they walk off into the city night.
"C'mon. Lets go to the pub and blow the froth off a couple."
"You should be glad I know what that actually means."
"Why do you always need to resort to that? Are you hiding something?"
"Tag, if I was hiding something, I'm sure you'd be the first to find out."
"You know, that's true. It's cause I worry a little big guy."
"Worry about what? I was with two Swedish models last night. Who, might I add, wondered if you were going to join in."
"Oh man! What did you say?"
"I told them you're married."
"...Are you serious?"
"Well, you are."
"...Yeah, I am...dammit..."
"Yeah, didn't really think that whole thing out, did you? I get Swedish twins, you get stuck with her."
"Hey hey, now you're starting to push buttons."
"Well, I'm just saying, she's grouchy in the morning."
"She's not a morning person. Neither are you."
"Yeah, but I usually leave to the beer store. That drive usually brightens my day."
"While you're gone, I'm brightening her day."
"...Oh yeah, she is always cheery when I get back. She does that to get my out of the house, doesn't she?"
"Works, doesn't it?"
"What a smart woman... She's a keeper."
"You just said--"
"Forget what I said. I'll take the grenade of dozens of different European broads coming in and out and sometimes around my room. You can stay with one lady. Who will eventually get old."
"...Sometimes, I just want to punch you."
"You need to be buy me dinner first if you're going to start with all that dirty talk, mister."
"You're kinda sick, you know that?"
"Yeah, that's why you keep me around. I'm that other kind of excitement. You know, bar brawls, beer chugging contests. Guy stuff."
They begin to reminisce of old bar stories as the scene fades to black.
Antagonist walks up behind him, chewing on a street hot dog. He softly nudges Saidogai and motions to his other hand, holding a fresh hot dog with mustard and diced onions.
"Just the way you like it, bug guy."
Saidogai looks down at it before taking it, scoffing. He bites into it and both the men stand and gaze at the building. Of course, Antagonist going through memories of his own of the XAW building. His old marriage and partnership. Back when the people looked up to him. They looked up to both of them. Not anymore.
Now these two Gods that are men stand before a new federation in an old venue. Familiar faces. New beginnings. Empty history. While there may not be a tag team division, Tag and Saidogai both know of what needs to be done.
The two men finish their snack before Tag slaps Sai on the back and motions to walk down the street. The camera doesn't follow, as they walk off into the city night.
"C'mon. Lets go to the pub and blow the froth off a couple."
"You should be glad I know what that actually means."
"Why do you always need to resort to that? Are you hiding something?"
"Tag, if I was hiding something, I'm sure you'd be the first to find out."
"You know, that's true. It's cause I worry a little big guy."
"Worry about what? I was with two Swedish models last night. Who, might I add, wondered if you were going to join in."
"Oh man! What did you say?"
"I told them you're married."
"...Are you serious?"
"Well, you are."
"...Yeah, I am...dammit..."
"Yeah, didn't really think that whole thing out, did you? I get Swedish twins, you get stuck with her."
"Hey hey, now you're starting to push buttons."
"Well, I'm just saying, she's grouchy in the morning."
"She's not a morning person. Neither are you."
"Yeah, but I usually leave to the beer store. That drive usually brightens my day."
"While you're gone, I'm brightening her day."
"...Oh yeah, she is always cheery when I get back. She does that to get my out of the house, doesn't she?"
"Works, doesn't it?"
"What a smart woman... She's a keeper."
"You just said--"
"Forget what I said. I'll take the grenade of dozens of different European broads coming in and out and sometimes around my room. You can stay with one lady. Who will eventually get old."
"...Sometimes, I just want to punch you."
"You need to be buy me dinner first if you're going to start with all that dirty talk, mister."
"You're kinda sick, you know that?"
"Yeah, that's why you keep me around. I'm that other kind of excitement. You know, bar brawls, beer chugging contests. Guy stuff."
They begin to reminisce of old bar stories as the scene fades to black.
