Post by Leon Roberts on Apr 15, 2013 2:31:57 GMT -4
~Leon's POV~
After the fucken terrible weather we've been getting lately, it was good to finally see it nice enough to go outside, and just take a nice ride. Not very often I do get to do this, so I do enjoy ridding out, especially to clear my head.
The open road, on underdeveloped areas. Nice and undisturbed. Opposite of me really, but it's still nice, I'll admit that. I mean, if I am legally not allowed to murder somebody, then you can be damn sure I am certain to go riding.
Another thing my old man got me into, except he takes it more to heart. A road warrior in almost every sense.
Still, it's simpler things like this that I do enjoy. At least when I'm not in the mood for making others bleed like stuffed pigs.
I look to my side, and smile, glancing at the rider beside me. Demoica. She had recently taken up riding as well. But regardless of that, we were actually on our way back to Lima. I saw that we only had about ten or so kilometeres left.
Leon: Peru ain't to bad,eh?
Demonica: Nope, not one bit.
The both of us focused on the road ahead. Soon, we would enter back into Lima. We rode until we hit our hotel After we parked our motorcycles, we both went up to our room. Like usual, we were starting to make out in the elevator, when suddenly, I heard my cell go off. I checked it, and sighed.
Demonica: Who was it?
Leon:It was dad. Just wants me to hop on Skype when I get the chance. Fuck.
Demonica: Don't worry. We can easily continue this later. I'll be heading to the gym.
Leon: Alright.
We arrived at our floor, and not long after, got into our room. Demonica quickly grabbed her gym bag, and left. I then immediately fired up my laptop, and got onto Skype. True enough, dad was on. I rang him up, and he answered.
Leon: Hey dad. You rang?
Randy: Yeah. Just wanted to see how things were. How's Peru?
Leon: I think you'd like it here. Plenty of open road for riding.
Randy: That I like. Anyways, the kids are asleep, so I figured now was a good time.
Leon: Ah. Good point. They causing you trouble?
Randy: Never for me Leon. You know that.
Leon: Yeah. They love their gramps.
Randy: So tell me, you and Titan have another match?
Leon: Yeah. Another week, another fight, another couple of asses to be kicked. I think that after what we've been doing lately, people have finally understood that the Natural Born Killaz are indeed a very dangerous tag team. Although I admit, that last week, I was pleasantly surprised by Titan's actions. He's proven to me, for the moment, he has what it takes to roll with the devil's general. Especially with how he easily could have kicked our opponent’s heads off last week.
Randy: Yeah it was rather impressive. But what about your opposition this week?
Leon: What, foul play? Ha! The only thing truly foul about them is their name. Especially not to long ago, they were apparently feuding. So inspite of teaming up now, they still have that past history together.
Randy: You sure about that?
Leon: I know so. I've been in that situation before dad. So have you. But besides that, they're still new as a tag team. Now I get me and Titan sort of are still, but we have more experience as a team. But what really gets me, is that they are just a couple of puppets in the end.
Randy: Puppets?
Leon: Yeah. Fodder for Michael Callahan to throw at those who try to take him on, so he can bail. Like another certain champion in APW.
Randy: Ah. Yeah I get who you're talking about.
Leon: Regardless of all of that. Foul Play, all they are is just a speed bump, on the road to taking the tag team titles. Something which I plan to do very soon.
Randy: I see. But tell me a bit about them.
I sighed. I really would rather not discuss this. I had my game plan ready. But, I do know that dad's advice is usually quite good, so it doesn't really hurt if I do tell him more.
Leon: Well from what I understand, Jason Kash is nothing more then just some street punk. Now before you say anything, I know. Exactly like me. Hustled, did all that, whatever.
Randy: Well I guess that makes things interesting. Has he been shot like you have?
Leon: I don't know, and quite frankly, I don't give a fuck. All I know is, He's gonna be missing even more teeth then what he already has. Although he has been in APW for a while, and has won a few different titles here.
Randy: So that makes him a veteran.
Leon: Only in APW. Rest of his resume, I could care less about. But there has been one thing I've noticed about him. In the ring, he's sloppy. Easily gasses out.
Randy: Ah. An advantage you have. You don't tire easily.
Leon: Oh I know. Demonica keeps telling me that.
The both of us laugh at the obvious reference. Dad then sighs, which catches my attention. I really hope he doesn't give me another lecture about respect, because quite frankly, I don't give a fuck either way about that.
Randy: So you know Kash isn't one to last long as you can. Well as I said, advantage towards you. I know you'll exploit it. But what about his tag team partner?
Leon: Oh Reaver? He's just a guy who's lost his marbles.
Randy: Kinda like you?
Leon: Hell no. I'm a self admitting raging lunatic with an extreme thirst for violence, which as I might add, hasn't been allowed to be sated in quite some fucken time! Reaver on the other hand, well it looks like he is just a bit absent minded. He used to call himself Johnny Knuckles, but he doesn't want to talk about that, even though we all know it's him. And before....Johnny Knuckles was just an idiot. Well no, shouldn't just say that.
Randy: Why?
Leon: That son of a bitch is a tough one, I'll give him that much. So much so that he used to be hired muscle for a mob, and actually has good fighting skills. Oh, and was involved in some identity theft bullshit, somewhat or rather. But what really bugs me, is that he's teaming up with the guy who not only mangled his face up so badly, but also caused both brain damage and metal scarring. I guess that must be the brain damage talking.
Randy: Might be.
Leon: So yeah. I think they should be called fucked up, because not even I would be crazy enough to have a tag team like him, and I have teamed up with Vega, who is a real schitzo nut job.
Randy: That he is. Has he told you why he's become that way?
Leon: No. But i might ask. If we're still doing the South American tour, I might try to meet up with him in Brazil. Said he's gonna be hanging out there for a while.
Randy: That's cool. Well either way you look at it, good luck with them. I know you can handle the two, but what about Titan? That boy better not disappoint. He still owes us a lot of money. Mostly me.
Leon: I know. And thanks dad. Don't need the luck, but I'll take it.
Randy: Anytime son. Anytime.
With that, dad disconnected the call. I am sort of glad he called, but either way, I plan to make short work of Foul Play, because I refuse to let either one of them, even if one of them is a former champion. In fact, it makes me smile, that one has dropped so low in the totem pole, that he's teaming up with somebody he supposedly hates, and is one of two bitches, for another world champion. But either way, this match is gonna be a fight, because I will make sure that they bleed. And now with Jake Titan all fired up, He can match me in terms of intensity.
Either way, I can't wait to make 'em bleed.
After the fucken terrible weather we've been getting lately, it was good to finally see it nice enough to go outside, and just take a nice ride. Not very often I do get to do this, so I do enjoy ridding out, especially to clear my head.
The open road, on underdeveloped areas. Nice and undisturbed. Opposite of me really, but it's still nice, I'll admit that. I mean, if I am legally not allowed to murder somebody, then you can be damn sure I am certain to go riding.
Another thing my old man got me into, except he takes it more to heart. A road warrior in almost every sense.
Still, it's simpler things like this that I do enjoy. At least when I'm not in the mood for making others bleed like stuffed pigs.
I look to my side, and smile, glancing at the rider beside me. Demoica. She had recently taken up riding as well. But regardless of that, we were actually on our way back to Lima. I saw that we only had about ten or so kilometeres left.
Leon: Peru ain't to bad,eh?
Demonica: Nope, not one bit.
The both of us focused on the road ahead. Soon, we would enter back into Lima. We rode until we hit our hotel After we parked our motorcycles, we both went up to our room. Like usual, we were starting to make out in the elevator, when suddenly, I heard my cell go off. I checked it, and sighed.
Demonica: Who was it?
Leon:It was dad. Just wants me to hop on Skype when I get the chance. Fuck.
Demonica: Don't worry. We can easily continue this later. I'll be heading to the gym.
Leon: Alright.
We arrived at our floor, and not long after, got into our room. Demonica quickly grabbed her gym bag, and left. I then immediately fired up my laptop, and got onto Skype. True enough, dad was on. I rang him up, and he answered.
Leon: Hey dad. You rang?
Randy: Yeah. Just wanted to see how things were. How's Peru?
Leon: I think you'd like it here. Plenty of open road for riding.
Randy: That I like. Anyways, the kids are asleep, so I figured now was a good time.
Leon: Ah. Good point. They causing you trouble?
Randy: Never for me Leon. You know that.
Leon: Yeah. They love their gramps.
Randy: So tell me, you and Titan have another match?
Leon: Yeah. Another week, another fight, another couple of asses to be kicked. I think that after what we've been doing lately, people have finally understood that the Natural Born Killaz are indeed a very dangerous tag team. Although I admit, that last week, I was pleasantly surprised by Titan's actions. He's proven to me, for the moment, he has what it takes to roll with the devil's general. Especially with how he easily could have kicked our opponent’s heads off last week.
Randy: Yeah it was rather impressive. But what about your opposition this week?
Leon: What, foul play? Ha! The only thing truly foul about them is their name. Especially not to long ago, they were apparently feuding. So inspite of teaming up now, they still have that past history together.
Randy: You sure about that?
Leon: I know so. I've been in that situation before dad. So have you. But besides that, they're still new as a tag team. Now I get me and Titan sort of are still, but we have more experience as a team. But what really gets me, is that they are just a couple of puppets in the end.
Randy: Puppets?
Leon: Yeah. Fodder for Michael Callahan to throw at those who try to take him on, so he can bail. Like another certain champion in APW.
Randy: Ah. Yeah I get who you're talking about.
Leon: Regardless of all of that. Foul Play, all they are is just a speed bump, on the road to taking the tag team titles. Something which I plan to do very soon.
Randy: I see. But tell me a bit about them.
I sighed. I really would rather not discuss this. I had my game plan ready. But, I do know that dad's advice is usually quite good, so it doesn't really hurt if I do tell him more.
Leon: Well from what I understand, Jason Kash is nothing more then just some street punk. Now before you say anything, I know. Exactly like me. Hustled, did all that, whatever.
Randy: Well I guess that makes things interesting. Has he been shot like you have?
Leon: I don't know, and quite frankly, I don't give a fuck. All I know is, He's gonna be missing even more teeth then what he already has. Although he has been in APW for a while, and has won a few different titles here.
Randy: So that makes him a veteran.
Leon: Only in APW. Rest of his resume, I could care less about. But there has been one thing I've noticed about him. In the ring, he's sloppy. Easily gasses out.
Randy: Ah. An advantage you have. You don't tire easily.
Leon: Oh I know. Demonica keeps telling me that.
The both of us laugh at the obvious reference. Dad then sighs, which catches my attention. I really hope he doesn't give me another lecture about respect, because quite frankly, I don't give a fuck either way about that.
Randy: So you know Kash isn't one to last long as you can. Well as I said, advantage towards you. I know you'll exploit it. But what about his tag team partner?
Leon: Oh Reaver? He's just a guy who's lost his marbles.
Randy: Kinda like you?
Leon: Hell no. I'm a self admitting raging lunatic with an extreme thirst for violence, which as I might add, hasn't been allowed to be sated in quite some fucken time! Reaver on the other hand, well it looks like he is just a bit absent minded. He used to call himself Johnny Knuckles, but he doesn't want to talk about that, even though we all know it's him. And before....Johnny Knuckles was just an idiot. Well no, shouldn't just say that.
Randy: Why?
Leon: That son of a bitch is a tough one, I'll give him that much. So much so that he used to be hired muscle for a mob, and actually has good fighting skills. Oh, and was involved in some identity theft bullshit, somewhat or rather. But what really bugs me, is that he's teaming up with the guy who not only mangled his face up so badly, but also caused both brain damage and metal scarring. I guess that must be the brain damage talking.
Randy: Might be.
Leon: So yeah. I think they should be called fucked up, because not even I would be crazy enough to have a tag team like him, and I have teamed up with Vega, who is a real schitzo nut job.
Randy: That he is. Has he told you why he's become that way?
Leon: No. But i might ask. If we're still doing the South American tour, I might try to meet up with him in Brazil. Said he's gonna be hanging out there for a while.
Randy: That's cool. Well either way you look at it, good luck with them. I know you can handle the two, but what about Titan? That boy better not disappoint. He still owes us a lot of money. Mostly me.
Leon: I know. And thanks dad. Don't need the luck, but I'll take it.
Randy: Anytime son. Anytime.
With that, dad disconnected the call. I am sort of glad he called, but either way, I plan to make short work of Foul Play, because I refuse to let either one of them, even if one of them is a former champion. In fact, it makes me smile, that one has dropped so low in the totem pole, that he's teaming up with somebody he supposedly hates, and is one of two bitches, for another world champion. But either way, this match is gonna be a fight, because I will make sure that they bleed. And now with Jake Titan all fired up, He can match me in terms of intensity.
Either way, I can't wait to make 'em bleed.
