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Post by bironrolari on Apr 13, 2010 20:12:42 GMT -6
The M.I.A Biron Rolari who hasn't been seen in months resurfaces as he enters an all to familiar place. No matter the city nor town, there was always a watering hole he could confide in to drown his problems in...
Hey Bartender...Yeah you in the penguin colored attire..Get your ass over here with a full bottle of whiskey...
The Bartender looks perplexed and is hesitant to hand this man a drink none the less a bottle but decides to keep from having any harm done to him, it would be best to serve him his order..
Hey don't go to far my good man...I have to get few things off my chest and you guys that poor the drinks are supposed to be good for venting these things to right?
Bartender nods his head and motions that he is ready to listen..
Well first off I need to explain my little disappearance since my phone has been blowing up from the bosses trying to find me and shit... I hit a rough spot here in CWE, that spot being I suffered an injury and when the Docs told me about it I freaked out because it was one that can worsen over time if I continue my career here and potentially fatal...
The Bartender refills his glass and allows Rolari to continue on with his story..
I know it was a bad move and I should've been fired for my actions, but now the question is...Do I listen to this Dr.I go out there and do what I love even if it means dieing in the squared circle...This brings up another question will CWE Management allow me to return in this condition... Well I hope they received my text message and come on down to talk...
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Post by Darnell Jenkins on Apr 14, 2010 1:31:12 GMT -6
It was at this time, Darnell Jenkins walks into the same tavern. He walks in, takes a look around, and sees a familiar face sitting at the bar. He walk over to Rolari, and takes the empty stool next to him. "Hey, playa... been a long time, dawg. What's da good, my brotha?"
Darnell looks away for a moment... "Yo, bartender... an MGD, dawg... thank ya."
Darnell looks back at Rolari... "Brotha gotta get his, ya' know. Want some... get some."
Darnell winks and smiles... "So, playa... ya'll comin' back? Sorta come and left quick, ya did?
Problems wit ya or somethin', dawg?"
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Post by bironrolari on Apr 14, 2010 13:22:11 GMT -6
The displeasure on Rolari's face was clearly evident when he seen who just sat next to him wasn't who he was expecting it to be...
Great just flippin' great, no matter the company there has to be one person to interject his nose where it doesn't belong and this night not only do I get him sitting here but I end up with a color blinded one to boot
Jenkins is now looking at Rolari and trying to figure out what that statement meant..
I can tell by the look in your eyes I lost you in this conversation already, if you need a cliff note synopsis of what I just said in reference to you being blind is this... I am clearly not your brotha' my skin is clearly a lighter shade then yours, get my drift now
Rolari motions the Bartender to refill his glass once more
With that out of the way, yeah I did come & go rather quickly but not by my own accord thou...Thus why I am back in town after seeing that Dr. Andrews guy every athlete goes to, he broke the news to me, still unsure if it was the match with Dragon or that fruit loop Dupree... The only thing that matters now is if I still got a job and if I can shake off the fear of getting back into the ring and possibly furthering my injury... Fucking hell I know..
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Post by Darnell Jenkins on Apr 15, 2010 1:07:42 GMT -6
In what was a friendly gesture towards Rolari, things seemed to have taken a much different turn. Darnell looks at Rolari, with a look of disgust... "Hell nah, sucka... you di-in't just roll wit dat, did ya?
Ya'll really need ta chillax, dawg. All D-Roc was rollin' wit, was all tha good, playa.
But here you is... playin' out all Mista Klan Massa. No call fo' dat, playa... fo' serious.
No wonda yo sucka ass settin' here alone... cryin' in ya drank, bout havin' no damn job."
Darnell gets up from his stool, and grabs his beer from the bar. He begins to walk away, then turns to Rolari one last time. "I hope yo punk ass do get hire back... cause D-Roc only need ta kick it wit you one time... and yo rassist ass be sent back ta ya momma's crib.
Feelin' me... dawg? Dat how D-Roc gonna roll on yo punk ass.
Want some... get some, sucka! And you gonna git yours, propa. Dat bes a damn promis... from me ta you... brotha."
Darnell walks away, shaking his head.
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Post by bironrolari on Apr 15, 2010 11:09:50 GMT -6
In a surprising development we see something on Rolari's face that has never been seen before a smile..
Wow pointing out a fact and I get called a racist... What a country huh... Damn wonder if I pointed out another fact that I don't have fur and four paws, would that mean cruelty to animals and a phone call to Peta would be needed to set me straight..Jeesh
Even the Bartender is laughing at this turn of events
What's even funnier is that was his plan to get out of paying for his MGD, start a scene and run out leaving the person he was talking to with his tab.. I got him this time,but hopefully I can beat the payment he owes me outta him soon for pulling that shit
Rolari checks his watch then his phone still no word from CWE bigwigs yet...
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Post by Caden Zicari on Apr 15, 2010 18:55:07 GMT -6
Caden is wandering around town as he finishes up his sandwich. Suddnely he is very thirsty. He spots Lucky's SO in he goes. He looks around and see super 'stache man sitting there at the bar. He has on large smile. A Black dude is seen walking away. Caden walks over, sits down then pulls out FIgaro from his hiding place. Sitting him on the stool beside Super 'stache.
Bartender give my friend here a choclate milk, make that two. For me I would like a Swiss Cheese Sandwich.
Looking at Mr. Stache, he puts out his hand.
Hello to you, I am Caden. I here you had a injury. How have you been?
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Post by bironrolari on Apr 16, 2010 12:44:32 GMT -6
Rolari looks at the big hulking figure of Zicari as he sits on the stool beside him
You heard right about my injury and right now just in limbo on what's going to happen with my career here, it's stressing me out beyond belief and add in the fact that no one from CWE management has returned my calls or came down here to talk about my position on the roster...Is it really that friggin' hard to say I'm fired, if I am that is... Idiots need to stop toying with me and wasting my time as well...
Roalri then notices the two glasses of chocolate milk in front of Zicari and is perplexed at this sight..
Not to be nosy but are you expecting company? I only ask as I see two glasses set out before you...
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Post by bironrolari on Apr 17, 2010 19:37:26 GMT -6
Rolari at this point is becoming more agitated every minute passes without a call nor sign of anyone coming thru the front door of this bar..
Bartender, Hate to bother you again but I need to vent before I break something... If you were in my position wouldn't you be getting the feeling this company doesn't want me here?... I mean come on blatantly ignoring me..I know I fucked up and I am trying to make amends but to be snubbed like this makes me think I should have never came back to town...
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Post by Kristen Malone on Apr 17, 2010 23:59:05 GMT -6
Walking out from the office behind the bar... Kristen takes a short look around, and see the man she is looking for. She walks over to Rolari, and speaks. "Sorry to bother you and your friend here, Mr. Rolari. But, I have a message for you from Mr. Dupree.
He said if you were still down here, he would like you to join him in his office.
Not sure why... I didn't ask. Wasn't any of my business.
Just delivering the message..."
Malone smiles, and walks away.
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Post by Briggz on Apr 18, 2010 0:45:36 GMT -6
~Just as the message was delivered, Briggz stepped through the door. Having been here many times Briggz walks over to where everyone has been laying there problems public Briggz walked over, and sat down asking the bartender for a Bud Light.~
Well, well, well, what is this the CWE Convention.
~Briggz smiles as the Bud Light was brought to him.~
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Post by bironrolari on Apr 18, 2010 7:33:31 GMT -6
Rolari ignoring Briggz while fixated on Malone's ass, he watches her walk away and wishes it would never end but alas it does..
Thanks for the ear Bartender, but it seems my time is up for now..Just in case I am given a one way ticket out of town..
Rolari stuffs a nice sizable wad of cash into the Bartender's vest pocket..
You're a good man, take care of yourself...
Rolari grabs his jacket and walks out the bar towards an uncertain future which lies ahead at his next destination...
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Post by Briggz on Apr 18, 2010 15:28:53 GMT -6
~As Biron walked out Briggz smiled, and then laughed.~
Trying to be a big man I guess.
~Briggz then turns, and begins talking to the others.~
Caden, Darnell.
~Briggz saying the names of the two guys, hoping it would grab attention.~
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Post by Briggz on Apr 19, 2010 16:44:48 GMT -6
~As it didn't grabbed attentions Briggz decided I am leaving, and I will be back later. Briggz exited the bar only to return later.~
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