Post by jasonandrews on Dec 28, 2011 3:14:52 GMT -4
~Our scene opens up with a shot of Bacon standing outside of a local dance studio. There is a large, black sign with pink lettering that reads “Art in Motion”. Baconshakes his head as he shoves the piece of paper back into his front pocket. He walks towards the studio and opens the glass door, as he does, the bells attached to the door clang together. A receptionist pops up from behind large, semi-circular desk. She has an attractive face and pretty smile, she greets Bacon~
Receptionist: Hi there! Can I help you?
Bacon: Uhhhmm…yea, my friend asked me to meet him here…but I must be in the wrong place…his name is Toast....
Receptionist: Oh, yes! Toast is back here in dance studio 3! Follow me, I’ll take you there.
~Bacon's eyes widen with surprise as he finds out he is, in fact, at the correct location. The receptionist emerges from behind her desk and leads Bacon to Dance Studio 3. First thing Bacon notices is the Receptionist has an extremely large ass. The receptionist stops in front of a door, opens it and motions for Bacon to enter. Bacon does and he spots Toast and, to his surprise, Trixie listening to a slender, middle aged hispanic woman giving instructions. The hispanic woman turns her attention to Bacon, as she sees him enter. Toast and Trixie turn around to see what she’s looking at and are pleased to see Bacon~
Toast: What took you so long?
Bacon : I drove by this place several times and stood outside for a good ten minutes…I mean, a dance studio, really? What gives?
Toast: Salsa lessons, man…if you can Salsa, you can have any chick you want…it works.
Bacon: But um recently you kinda been hitting up dudes
Trixe: Hey Bacon!!!
~Trixie rushes into view, super excited to see Toast smile turns to a frown as he addresses Trixie's presence~
Toast: Oh, yea…what’s she doing here?
Bacon: I told her I was heading here to meet you…I didn’t *looks at Trie* know she'd show up uninvited.
Trixie: Sorry, Bacon…but when I googled the address, I couldn’t resist…I LOVE to DANCE!!
Toast: That fucking figures…Bacon, next time, instead of giving him the fucking address, how about you refer to the location as ‘place’ or ‘spot’ or ‘none of your fucking business’.
Bacon :Come on man she is our tag team partner after all relax…by the way…did you notice how HUGE that receptionists ass is??
Toast: Yea, I tapped that…it’s huge, but not in a cottage cheese way…in a toned, fun to slap around kind of way. After all, she is a dancer.
Trixie: Guys im right here you know
Toast : Well does this face look like it cares?
~Trixie starts to dance around the studio, a dlibbing all her own moves. Bacon flashes a look of concern Toast way and follows it up with a serious question~
Bacon: Is THAT what Salsa dancing looks like?!
Toast: No, I think she may have gone into some sort of epileptic fit…not sure what she's doing, to be honest.
Voice: AHEM!
~The dance instructor clears her throat, loudly, garnering the attention of all three men. She grabs her back, throws it over her shoulder and speaks, just before walking off~
Dance Instructor: Well, I guess that’s it for today’s lesson...Toast, you have my card, call me if you’d like to set up some private lessons as well. See you next week, Mr. ummmm Toast.
~She exits the studio, Toast grabs his back and takes off his pair of basketball shorts he was wearing…he stands there in his boxers, grabs a pair of jeans, puts them on, zips up his back and picks it up~
Toast: Alright, let’s hit it!
Trixie: The receptionist?
Toast: No, you idiot! The road.
~The trio leaves the dance studio, they walk by the receptionists desk, she calls out to them~
Receptionist: Thanks for coming, guys! And, Toast, call me!!
Toast: You got it….uhhh…Babe!
~They exit the dance studio and stand outside for a few moments as Bacon asks a question~
Bacon: Is her name, Babe?
Toast: It may as well be, as far as I’m concerned. Now, let’s get out of here. This is my least favorite part…entering and leaving this place.
~They head into the parking lot and walk towards Bacon's Mighty Civic…as they do, they spot a couple of High School guys with a girl hanging out by a truck. The tailgate is down, one of the guys and the girl are sitting on the tailgate as the other guy is standing next to them. The seated guy spots Bacon, Trixie and Toast points at them…the three high schoolers laugh and point at Toast, Trixie and toast. responds~
Trixie: What the hell are you kids laughing at?
High School Guy: Look at the three fags walking out of the dance studio? Ahahahaha!!!
~Trixie tightens her fist and makes a move towards the High School kids…Bacon holds her back and whispers in her ear~
Bacon: Dude, chill…it’s not worth it, they’re just kids.
Trixie: Yea, you’re right…besides, wouldn’t wanna get busted for something stupid like assaulting a minor….OH SHIT!!
~Before Trixie can finish, Toast flashes forward in a never before seen fit of rage…he lunges, fist clenched, towards the laughing high schooler who is on his feet…the guy ducks Toast punch, Toast fist whiffs past the kid’s head and connects…square on the jaw of the high school girl. She goes limp into the arms of the guy sitting next to her, knocked out by Toast punch. Both kids stand there, in shock at what happened, they then look at Toast…the kid seated on the truck hops down, onto his feet, after gently lying the girl down. They make a move towards Toast…before they can get to him, however, Bacon and Trixie rush in…they pull Toast back and stand in between him and the two angry kids~
Kid #1: Move out of the way!
Bacon: Look, guys, it was an accident…we’ll be happy to pay for all the medical bills…maybe even some extra cash for spending money…just let us know what we have to do to make this right.
Kid #2: No, no…fuck that! That is my little sister…that is HIS girlfriend…step out of the way so we can give that chick beater the lesson he deserves.
Trixie: Fuck you two…get the fuck out of here before I lay the both of you out right beside her….you got me?
~Bacon gets right in their face…they quickly take notice of how much bigger, older and stronger Bacon is than both of them. They back away…the boyfriend tends to his girlfriend as he picks her up and carries her to the truck and places her inside. The bother, facing Bacon, Toast and Trixie, slowly makes his way to the driver’s side door…as he does, backing up, he speaks~
Kid #2: Okay, fine…I see how you losers wanna do this…we’ll be seeing each other again, real soon.
~The three high schoolers get in their truck and drive off…once they are gone, Bacon and Trixie turn and face Toast~
Bacon: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT, TOAST?!?!
Trixie : Yea, no shit…of all the times to man up…of all the people to man up too…you pick a group of teenagers??
Toast: Guys…I’m sorry I…I just kind of, snapped. I don’t know how else to explain it…
~Bacon and Toast shake their heads, trying to figure out how bad this may turn out to be…before they can say anything further, someone yells at them~
Guy: Hey!! We saw that!! We’re not going to let you get away with it!!
~Bacon, Toast and Trixie turn towards the voice. They see two men dressed up in suits. One is a short, slender guy dressed as Spider-Man. The other is a tall, obese man dressed as The Incredible Hulk. Bacon speaks~
Bacon: What the fuck is this?
Incredible Hulk Guy: We just came from the comic book convention down the street…this is my friend, Spider-Mane and I’m the Incredible Bulk…we will not stand for the bashing of a defenseless woman!
~Toast and Bacon talk with one another, Toast listens in…they both stare at the two horribly misguided superheroes while they converse…Bacon turns towards them and asks a question~
Bacon How old are you guys?
Spider-Mane: Old Enough
Bacon: Old Enough to….
The Incredible Bulk: Old Enough to Kick your Ass!
Bacon: Dude! Are you guys eighteen or not??
Spider-Mane: Pssshhhh…of course we’re eighteen! Ain’t no kids around here, fool!
Bacon: Great! Toast, get your hands off me, I don’t care what you say…these morons are NOT minors, therefore, I’m going to beat the spider guy taller and smack some of that weight off of the green guy.
~Bacon marches towards Spider-Mane and The Incredible Bulk…all we see are the expressions of Toast and Trixie. We hear a flurry of loud smacks, some crunches and a thud. We then hear the Incredible Bulk pleading…that is immediately followed up by a thunderous smack, a loud knock and a gigantic thud. Bacon then walks back into view as Toast and Trixie are wincing from the decimation they have just witnessed. Bacon turns around and yells back at his two victims~
Bacon: LET THAT BE A LESSON TO YOU TWO IDIOTS…damnit, man, I really hate retarded people…SEE THESE? THESE ARE MINE NOW, I’M TOTALLY KEEPING BOTH OF THESE!! Fucking idiots…
~We see Bacon stuff a green wig and spider-man mask into his gym bag…as he does, Toast speaks~
Toast: I’m just gonna go ahead and say it…those two bore a striking resemblance to Cid Phoenix and Dan Bochner
Toast: Well I just hope our match with Rhonda Vixen and Anti Society X goes as easy you beat up those guys. Ouch
Bacon: We all know that no match in APW isn't easy man. I just had to let off a little steam get that last shed of doubt out of my system it.
Trixie: We are all debuting here in APW so we have to make a strong lasting impressino kinda like how you made this beating a lasting impression on these assholes.
Bacon: I guess…But I don't care man I need to go farther than a curtain jerker and a win at Asylum supershow is our ticket to supers stardom. At this point everyone just looks at usas the kid swho got lucky. The kids who will never go over. The kids with all the potential in the world but will never use it. This is our opportunity and god damn it we are going to take advantage
Trixie: Exactly…we work hard, get focused…avoid being arrested for the two assaults that recently took place and defeat Thonda Vixen and Anti Society X!
Toast: Or, in other words,we should just show up.
Bacon: Haha, true…true…
~They walk past the bodies of Spider-Mane and The Incredible Bulk…Spider-Man, who is face down, rolls over where he is looking up at the trio of men. He tries to force out some words…Bacon, Trixie and Toast look down at him, Bacon makes a comment~
Bacon: Shit, the little guy’s ugly you weren’t kidding about the resemblance, Toast.
Spider-Mane: You guys think you’re so tough…sure, you may have bested us this time…however, you’re going to lose the war…those teens you pissed off…they just happen to be connected with the dirtiest gang in the area. I’m sure they are on their way, heading for some sweet revenge as we speak…hehe…good luck.
Bacon: I don't need luck I have the skill to do what I need to do punk ass bitch.
~Bacon, Trixie and Toast all look at one another, with a hint of fear in their eyes. Bacon then looks down at Spider-Mane and he delivers a vicious kick to Spider-Mane’s face, knocking him out again, he then speaks~
Bacon : Let’s get the fuck out of here.
As the trio leaves Bacon turns his head and looks at the mess he left behind he thinks to himself "At Asylum things will be much worse"
~We fade to black~
Receptionist: Hi there! Can I help you?
Bacon: Uhhhmm…yea, my friend asked me to meet him here…but I must be in the wrong place…his name is Toast....
Receptionist: Oh, yes! Toast is back here in dance studio 3! Follow me, I’ll take you there.
~Bacon's eyes widen with surprise as he finds out he is, in fact, at the correct location. The receptionist emerges from behind her desk and leads Bacon to Dance Studio 3. First thing Bacon notices is the Receptionist has an extremely large ass. The receptionist stops in front of a door, opens it and motions for Bacon to enter. Bacon does and he spots Toast and, to his surprise, Trixie listening to a slender, middle aged hispanic woman giving instructions. The hispanic woman turns her attention to Bacon, as she sees him enter. Toast and Trixie turn around to see what she’s looking at and are pleased to see Bacon~
Toast: What took you so long?
Bacon : I drove by this place several times and stood outside for a good ten minutes…I mean, a dance studio, really? What gives?
Toast: Salsa lessons, man…if you can Salsa, you can have any chick you want…it works.
Bacon: But um recently you kinda been hitting up dudes
Trixe: Hey Bacon!!!
~Trixie rushes into view, super excited to see Toast smile turns to a frown as he addresses Trixie's presence~
Toast: Oh, yea…what’s she doing here?
Bacon: I told her I was heading here to meet you…I didn’t *looks at Trie* know she'd show up uninvited.
Trixie: Sorry, Bacon…but when I googled the address, I couldn’t resist…I LOVE to DANCE!!
Toast: That fucking figures…Bacon, next time, instead of giving him the fucking address, how about you refer to the location as ‘place’ or ‘spot’ or ‘none of your fucking business’.
Bacon :Come on man she is our tag team partner after all relax…by the way…did you notice how HUGE that receptionists ass is??
Toast: Yea, I tapped that…it’s huge, but not in a cottage cheese way…in a toned, fun to slap around kind of way. After all, she is a dancer.
Trixie: Guys im right here you know
Toast : Well does this face look like it cares?
~Trixie starts to dance around the studio, a dlibbing all her own moves. Bacon flashes a look of concern Toast way and follows it up with a serious question~
Bacon: Is THAT what Salsa dancing looks like?!
Toast: No, I think she may have gone into some sort of epileptic fit…not sure what she's doing, to be honest.
Voice: AHEM!
~The dance instructor clears her throat, loudly, garnering the attention of all three men. She grabs her back, throws it over her shoulder and speaks, just before walking off~
Dance Instructor: Well, I guess that’s it for today’s lesson...Toast, you have my card, call me if you’d like to set up some private lessons as well. See you next week, Mr. ummmm Toast.
~She exits the studio, Toast grabs his back and takes off his pair of basketball shorts he was wearing…he stands there in his boxers, grabs a pair of jeans, puts them on, zips up his back and picks it up~
Toast: Alright, let’s hit it!
Trixie: The receptionist?
Toast: No, you idiot! The road.
~The trio leaves the dance studio, they walk by the receptionists desk, she calls out to them~
Receptionist: Thanks for coming, guys! And, Toast, call me!!
Toast: You got it….uhhh…Babe!
~They exit the dance studio and stand outside for a few moments as Bacon asks a question~
Bacon: Is her name, Babe?
Toast: It may as well be, as far as I’m concerned. Now, let’s get out of here. This is my least favorite part…entering and leaving this place.
~They head into the parking lot and walk towards Bacon's Mighty Civic…as they do, they spot a couple of High School guys with a girl hanging out by a truck. The tailgate is down, one of the guys and the girl are sitting on the tailgate as the other guy is standing next to them. The seated guy spots Bacon, Trixie and Toast points at them…the three high schoolers laugh and point at Toast, Trixie and toast. responds~
Trixie: What the hell are you kids laughing at?
High School Guy: Look at the three fags walking out of the dance studio? Ahahahaha!!!
~Trixie tightens her fist and makes a move towards the High School kids…Bacon holds her back and whispers in her ear~
Bacon: Dude, chill…it’s not worth it, they’re just kids.
Trixie: Yea, you’re right…besides, wouldn’t wanna get busted for something stupid like assaulting a minor….OH SHIT!!
~Before Trixie can finish, Toast flashes forward in a never before seen fit of rage…he lunges, fist clenched, towards the laughing high schooler who is on his feet…the guy ducks Toast punch, Toast fist whiffs past the kid’s head and connects…square on the jaw of the high school girl. She goes limp into the arms of the guy sitting next to her, knocked out by Toast punch. Both kids stand there, in shock at what happened, they then look at Toast…the kid seated on the truck hops down, onto his feet, after gently lying the girl down. They make a move towards Toast…before they can get to him, however, Bacon and Trixie rush in…they pull Toast back and stand in between him and the two angry kids~
Kid #1: Move out of the way!
Bacon: Look, guys, it was an accident…we’ll be happy to pay for all the medical bills…maybe even some extra cash for spending money…just let us know what we have to do to make this right.
Kid #2: No, no…fuck that! That is my little sister…that is HIS girlfriend…step out of the way so we can give that chick beater the lesson he deserves.
Trixie: Fuck you two…get the fuck out of here before I lay the both of you out right beside her….you got me?
~Bacon gets right in their face…they quickly take notice of how much bigger, older and stronger Bacon is than both of them. They back away…the boyfriend tends to his girlfriend as he picks her up and carries her to the truck and places her inside. The bother, facing Bacon, Toast and Trixie, slowly makes his way to the driver’s side door…as he does, backing up, he speaks~
Kid #2: Okay, fine…I see how you losers wanna do this…we’ll be seeing each other again, real soon.
~The three high schoolers get in their truck and drive off…once they are gone, Bacon and Trixie turn and face Toast~
Bacon: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT, TOAST?!?!
Trixie : Yea, no shit…of all the times to man up…of all the people to man up too…you pick a group of teenagers??
Toast: Guys…I’m sorry I…I just kind of, snapped. I don’t know how else to explain it…
~Bacon and Toast shake their heads, trying to figure out how bad this may turn out to be…before they can say anything further, someone yells at them~
Guy: Hey!! We saw that!! We’re not going to let you get away with it!!
~Bacon, Toast and Trixie turn towards the voice. They see two men dressed up in suits. One is a short, slender guy dressed as Spider-Man. The other is a tall, obese man dressed as The Incredible Hulk. Bacon speaks~
Bacon: What the fuck is this?
Incredible Hulk Guy: We just came from the comic book convention down the street…this is my friend, Spider-Mane and I’m the Incredible Bulk…we will not stand for the bashing of a defenseless woman!
~Toast and Bacon talk with one another, Toast listens in…they both stare at the two horribly misguided superheroes while they converse…Bacon turns towards them and asks a question~
Bacon How old are you guys?
Spider-Mane: Old Enough
Bacon: Old Enough to….
The Incredible Bulk: Old Enough to Kick your Ass!
Bacon: Dude! Are you guys eighteen or not??
Spider-Mane: Pssshhhh…of course we’re eighteen! Ain’t no kids around here, fool!
Bacon: Great! Toast, get your hands off me, I don’t care what you say…these morons are NOT minors, therefore, I’m going to beat the spider guy taller and smack some of that weight off of the green guy.
~Bacon marches towards Spider-Mane and The Incredible Bulk…all we see are the expressions of Toast and Trixie. We hear a flurry of loud smacks, some crunches and a thud. We then hear the Incredible Bulk pleading…that is immediately followed up by a thunderous smack, a loud knock and a gigantic thud. Bacon then walks back into view as Toast and Trixie are wincing from the decimation they have just witnessed. Bacon turns around and yells back at his two victims~
Bacon: LET THAT BE A LESSON TO YOU TWO IDIOTS…damnit, man, I really hate retarded people…SEE THESE? THESE ARE MINE NOW, I’M TOTALLY KEEPING BOTH OF THESE!! Fucking idiots…
~We see Bacon stuff a green wig and spider-man mask into his gym bag…as he does, Toast speaks~
Toast: I’m just gonna go ahead and say it…those two bore a striking resemblance to Cid Phoenix and Dan Bochner
Toast: Well I just hope our match with Rhonda Vixen and Anti Society X goes as easy you beat up those guys. Ouch
Bacon: We all know that no match in APW isn't easy man. I just had to let off a little steam get that last shed of doubt out of my system it.
Trixie: We are all debuting here in APW so we have to make a strong lasting impressino kinda like how you made this beating a lasting impression on these assholes.
Bacon: I guess…But I don't care man I need to go farther than a curtain jerker and a win at Asylum supershow is our ticket to supers stardom. At this point everyone just looks at usas the kid swho got lucky. The kids who will never go over. The kids with all the potential in the world but will never use it. This is our opportunity and god damn it we are going to take advantage
Trixie: Exactly…we work hard, get focused…avoid being arrested for the two assaults that recently took place and defeat Thonda Vixen and Anti Society X!
Toast: Or, in other words,we should just show up.
Bacon: Haha, true…true…
~They walk past the bodies of Spider-Mane and The Incredible Bulk…Spider-Man, who is face down, rolls over where he is looking up at the trio of men. He tries to force out some words…Bacon, Trixie and Toast look down at him, Bacon makes a comment~
Bacon: Shit, the little guy’s ugly you weren’t kidding about the resemblance, Toast.
Spider-Mane: You guys think you’re so tough…sure, you may have bested us this time…however, you’re going to lose the war…those teens you pissed off…they just happen to be connected with the dirtiest gang in the area. I’m sure they are on their way, heading for some sweet revenge as we speak…hehe…good luck.
Bacon: I don't need luck I have the skill to do what I need to do punk ass bitch.
~Bacon, Trixie and Toast all look at one another, with a hint of fear in their eyes. Bacon then looks down at Spider-Mane and he delivers a vicious kick to Spider-Mane’s face, knocking him out again, he then speaks~
Bacon : Let’s get the fuck out of here.
As the trio leaves Bacon turns his head and looks at the mess he left behind he thinks to himself "At Asylum things will be much worse"
~We fade to black~
