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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 20:06:45 GMT -5
The unknown man stands there at the shower of his new locker room, he turns on the faucet and takes his clothes off while the water turns from cold to hot. He turns to grab his soap and shampoo and sees that his shampoo is gone.
[glow=green,2,300]Vhat?[/glow]
The guy gets up and looks around his locker room, only to not find his lost shampoo.
[glow=green,2,300]FUCKS, Vhere zid I puts zhat shampoosy?[/glow]
The guy walks around naked and checks under every hole he can find. He walks over and checks his bag for it, NOTHING.
[glow=green,2,300]Hummmm vust of fell outs somvheres.[/glow]
The guy wraps a towel around himself and heads out the door.
[glow=green,2,300]VOOZIE ITS COLDS OUTZHERES MON AMIS.[/glow]
The guy walks down the locker room hall and checks all over the floors and everywhere looking for it. As he keeps checking he notices a name on one of the locker room doors, a VERY FAMILIAR NAME.
[glow=green,2,300]HUHHHHHHHHHHH, ITS CANTZ VES. CAMERONS KINCAIDS? OHZ VY ZORDS ITS ZIS.[/glow]
The guy is speechless now, until he almost gets bumped out of the way my some guy.
Dude put some clothes on.... freak.
The guy doesn't even think as he just opens the door to check and see if not only did his shampoo somehow end up in Kincaid's room but if Kincaid himself was in there.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 19, 2007 20:16:19 GMT -5
Cameron stood in the center of his room, phone in his hand as he stared down at it almost endlessly. Searching through it for one number in particular. It was time he made this call now. No more procrastinating and stalling. He had to talk to her and soon or he was gonna go crazy he thought. Pressing the send button after finding the number, he brings the phone to his ear just as he could hear the door to his room squeak open.
Turning to face the door with a raised eyebrow his eyes come in contact with those of....
".............."
"...No...It can't be...N...Not you..."
The phone falls from his hands, hitting the floor a few seconds later as he stares in the direction of the man, using the term VERY loosely mind you, in awe, shock and fear for the safety of his asshole...
"..................."
"Dude...I...I got a restraining order on you man. You can't be within 100 feet of my ass and you know it. The hell are you doing here anyway?!!?" |
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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 20:22:15 GMT -5
*Smiles*
[glow=green,2,300]CAMERONZ KINCAIDS OH VHYS GOSH ITS IZ YUZ.[/glow]
Cameron backs up and falls onto the couch, but he quickly gets back up fearing of alot of things that could of happend if he stayed sitting.
[glow=green,2,300]Awww don'ts ves sos shy Camerons Kincaids, yuz remember mees donts zus?[/glow]
He waits for a response.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 19, 2007 20:29:42 GMT -5
Cameron slowly starts to backpedal towards the opposite side of the room, the look of fear clearly in his eyes. Before he knew it he could feel the edge of the bed against the back of his leg. Yet...He kept on moving in the opposite direction as the "man" before him as he continued to talk, finding himself stepping up onto the bed, backing all the way to the wall, pressing himself up against it was far as he possibly could...
"Ye...Yea man...I...I remember you. You didn't answer my damn question though. The helll are you doin' here? That restraining order was good for a few years at least...Look...I'm sorry you and Orazio couldn't make your relationship work but...I don't swing that way brother...Try wrestling upstate somewhere...I hear they love "you people" up that way...No offense...And..."
"..."
"Dude...Why...Are you walkin' around the Tower with a freakin' towel on man?!!?...Please man...Ju...Just take whatever you want and lea...NO!!! Not whatever you want! I mean...Money...That T.V. over there...My porn collection...Shit...I've got women in mine, you wouldn't want those...Hey I got Warcraft down by the T.V. too. Take it man and just...Go... |
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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 20:40:51 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Ves M. Kincaids, its zis an olds friends of yurs JEANNNNN Bordeux.[/glow]
Jean smiles.
[glow=green,2,300]Actuzies VESTERNERS love mys kinds more zhen norzerners doz, San Fansiscos to ve exacts. Zhat american zing you vut on me vas onzies good fors Detroits, not Chicagos. Pornos yuz say? Any ven in its? Ohhhh I ZOOOOOOO zike it vhen I gets a good mastervations off of some anal shits.[/glow]
Jean checks out Cam who is scared shitless. Jean smells the air.
[glow=green,2,300]Vhats zhat svell? Yuz didn't shits yourself did yuz?[/glow]
Cam shakes his head no.
[glow=green,2,300] Awww I knows hoz zu vake you feel vetter?[/glow]
Oh shit, Jean drops the towel and stands there naked in front of Cameron who now falls onto the bed.
[glow=green,2,300]At yurs services, OHHHHH Vy zay vay, Have yuz seen vy shampoos? It hads Salama Hayek on zits? Herbal Essences? You knowz zike ze vestler from FCWs? I zeem to have zost its somevheres.[/glow]
Jean looks around as he inches his naked self closer to Cameron.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 19, 2007 20:46:51 GMT -5
"............................."
*Long Pause*
"...I....Ugh...No, No, No...HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!....RAAAAAAAAPPPPPPEEEE!!!! SOMEONE HELP!!! RICHARD SIMMONS IS TRYING TO RAPE ME!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 20:57:10 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Zhis vas a zong times comings M. Kincaids.[/glow]
Cameron tries to get up, but Jean runs and jumps on top of him on the bed.
[glow=green,2,300]Yur now goins to ve vy Cocked Vhipped Vastard.[/glow]
Cameron screams bloody murder as both men roll off of the bed and onto the floor. Jean tries to remove Cams shirt, but no luck just yet.
[glow=green,2,300]Fudging shirts, FUCKS.[/glow]
Cameron then Punches Jean right square in the cheek and Jean falls off of him.
[glow=green,2,300] OWWWWWWWWW FUCKS, I ZAINTS TOMZ CRUISES YUZ DUMB SHVIT.[/glow]
Cameron jumps up and runs back into the main section of the locker room as Jean follows.
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 19, 2007 21:09:32 GMT -5
Oh this shit was just too fuckin' far here! Cam stands there, pointing down towards Jean with one fist prepared to strike once again and the other as if preparing to stop any more advances towards the serial ass rapist in front of him...
"HOLD THE HELL UP NOW!!!!!...This is freakin' ridiculous man!!!...You can't just waltz in here and TAKE a piece of ass Jean!!!! That's RAPE!!! Whether you're gay or NOT! I'm NOT...Fuckin'....GAY!!!!!! Do you get it?!!? I like pussy!!! YOU? DON'T! This'll never work man!!!! Look!!...
"..."
"I'm gonna help you out here Jean! And no it doesn't involve my small intestine...Listen...*Sigh* I hear Buck's in town...You two make the perfect couple. You like em' big right?...
Cam watches as Jean smiles like a goddamn Cheshire cat from ear to ear, nodding his head. Cam smiles along with him, hoping and praying he's got something here to get this homo out of his room and away from his backside for good.
"See, see...Hey I'm no slouch in the penis department of course but...
...Buck's like...A LEGEND man!...I hear he fucked one girl into a coma and the next day fucked her right back out...Think about it...You...Buck...Both of your ashy asses lying in bed together...Doin' whateve...Ugh christ...*AHEM!* both you lying together and doin' whatever sick and twisted thing you can think of...Think about it Jean...Come on now...I hear dude's dick is so big he can change the way you smile bro'...I can call him up right now...Hell better yet! I'll SHOW you where his room is. We got a deal?...."
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King Vegas
GCW Supporting Cast
The Omniscient Monarch
All Great Things Must Meet Their End...
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Post by King Vegas on Dec 19, 2007 21:14:22 GMT -5
A long flight it was from his previous destination...Finally stepping from the elevator in which had carried him on his ascension towards the office of one Miss Amanda Wallace. His steps were fluid, yet remotely paced as his stroll carried him from the arriving car, his focus set intently towards the very end of the corridor in which he now found himself. Of course donning his Sunday best as always, his eyes began to scan the surroundings of the newly purchased GCW Tower. His head seemingly on a swivel as his sights darted from side to side of the corridor, noticing the names embroidered into the doors in which he passed.
A few moments passed, his journey nearing halfway complete through the corridor as suddenly the sound of a screaming...Person could clearly be heard. It sounded as if someone was being tortured beyond torture he thought. His eyebrow raised, as his steps continued, slowing only in the slightest.
Slowly but surely, he had emerged upon the commotion in question, stepping past the partially opened door slowly, as his curiosity nearly forced him to at least take a slight gander inside to see...
Cameron...?
Slowly, taking one step closer towards the door just as a smile had slowly crept onto his face, he was halted suddenly by the look of fright upon the young man's face. Pausing momentarily to observe, his peripheral vision then alerting him to the presence of another...Umm...Person?...
...Wh...
Catching himself before he spoke one single word...He stepped backwards once again after noticing the...Appearance of the other person inside of the room. He was genuinely...And in pure and utter shock. Surely Cameron hadn't slipped THIS much since they had last spoken. Then again...Alcoholism did have it's effects did it not?...
Not you Cameron...Not you...God you should have just asked for help son...*sigh*...Don't resort to...To...This...
Shaking it off as his hand raises towards his mouth, concealing any words from forming, he steps back towards the center of the corridor, before pausing, staring at the door for a few moments as the sounds of the conversation going on inside, lingered lightly out into the hallways. Following a brief glance in both directions, he slowly, turned shaking his head in disbelief as he continued his journey towards Miss Wallace's office. There was MUCH he wished to know about the happenings of this newly formed promotion...Especially now...And within moments, he had vanished from sight...Thank Vegas God...
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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 21:20:25 GMT -5
Jean thinks for a moment, then smiles.
[glow=green,2,300]Yuz gots a deal mon ami. Vy za vay, I knows ALLSSSSSSSSSSSS avouts Vuck Vylde M. Kincaids. In facts, ve and him are goins to ve partners on Vucks...oh escuse ve OUR interviews shows.[/glow]
Cameron has the look of a man who had just seen Richard Simmons for the first time. Then all of the sudden Vegas pocked his head in and both men look at the door. After Vegas said what he said, Jean speaks.
[glow=green,2,300]ZAKE ve toos hiz zocker room, bve have vuch to zalk abouts.[/glow]
Jean walks over and picks up his towel and puts it back on. He begins to walk closer to Cameron..........
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Post by Cameron Kincaid on Dec 19, 2007 21:39:38 GMT -5
"Wait!!!!...No closer...Stay...Right there..."
Cam slowly makes his way around Jean as much as he can without getting too close, slowly headed towards the door as he speaks again...
"I'm gonna show you where his room is alright? But then you gotta promise me man. PROMISE we won't have to do this again because...Next time I'm puttin' a bullet in your ass got it?..."
Jean gave him a head nod, still with that sick ass smile on his face as Cameron found his way to the door finally, pushing it open as he stepped out into the hallway.
Keeping his eye on Jean as he followed, Cam refused to turn his back to the man...The woma...Whatever the hell he is, as he started making his way down the corridor. Lucky for him there were a few people he could dump this ass rape assassin off on right here in this very hallway. His steps were slow, so as to not trip on his own steps while the look of fear remained on his face stepping along. Moments later they found themselves almost at the end of the corridor, closest to the offices of Amanda and Candice. He stopped, turning to face one door in particular, reading the name aloud as he did...
"There...Jason Arielle...The man of your dreams dude..."
He quickly glanced across the corridor to a few more doors as he responding again...
"And...Feel free to explore a little bit more too after Buck Jean. There's people all along this corridor that would LOVE to get to know you better man..."
Pointing to the names on the doors along the corridor he continues with...
"Check it out. Dustin James. I hear he's like FLAMING gay. JUST like you right. Um...Destiny Knight. Lilith says she's a tranny but...I dunno. Guess you can find out? Ahh who else...That gay dude that's with Miss Banks all the time. Fredrico or somethin' like that. He's here somewhere...Let's see...Colombian...Maybe you can help him stick that needle in his ass and then stick something else in it? I dunno but...Um...Okay who else...Christina Gruber...If that woman doesn't have a penis as large as a damn ball bat I don't know who does...Uh...Down there towards my room is where Logan Steel and his wife live. I hear they're swingers but only with men...Go figure right...But umm...That about...Covers it and ahh..."
Cam quickly pats Jean on his back while he stares at all of the rooms of the people he named off of his "list", before darting off back down the hallway towards his room without any further notice, leaving the Queer guy to his own homo exhibitions. Free from teh ghey FTW!!!!
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Post by theman on Dec 19, 2007 21:51:50 GMT -5
The Man opens the door to his locker room as Cameron floors it by him.
[glow=purple,2,300]The Man says THE FUCK MAN? Sheesh, rude assholes always fucking up The Mans business.[/glow]
The Man closes the door and turns to see Jean standing there looking at Bucks door.
[glow=purple,2,300]
WHAT IN GODS NAME? What is The Man looking at here?[/glow]
The Man realizes that he didn't know rude until he saw Jean in a towel.
[glow=purple,2,300]Dude The Man says put some mother fucking clothes on your mother fucking body.[/glow]
Man waits for a response.
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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 22:00:18 GMT -5
Jean turns and looks at a disgusted Man.
[glow=green,2,300]Exsusy?[/glow]
Jean enters the room of doom belonging to Buck Wylde AKA Jason Arielle. The Man just shakes his head and walks on by. Meanwhile, Jean takes a look around Bucks room.
[glow=green,2,300]Hummm vonder if ze shampoosy bottle is in heres.[/glow]
About that time someone walks by or in.............
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Post by Daniel Justice on Dec 19, 2007 22:09:50 GMT -5
:-: By this time, Justice was taking a stroll around, familiarizing him self with the locker rooms. He is wearing a white tank top, and blue jeans. He as well, had black shades covering his eyes, when he came across an open locker room. He made his way inside, and noticed a man in a towel... That man being none other than Jean Bordeux. God damn... He raises an eyebrow, and tries not to look at Bordeux, shaking his head. :-:
“Well, shit. You again? Damn, do us all a favor and put some fuckin’ clothes on man... please.” |
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Post by Jean Bordeux on Dec 19, 2007 22:34:17 GMT -5
Jean turns to see none other then Daniel Justice.
[glow=green,2,300]Daniels son, how has its veen since ze zast zime ve talkeds?[/glow]
Jean looks down at himself and laughs.
[glow=green,2,300]Oh hehes Excusey excusey, vut Iz am zookings for vy Shampoosey bottle zhat I have zost. Yuz seen its?[/glow]
Jean waits for a response.
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