Post by Anthony Jordan on Apr 23, 2009 21:15:13 GMT -4
*The scene opens up with the Intercontinental Champion walking down the hallway. As he walks past a broom closet, the door opens. A pair of hands reach out and pull "The Role Model" into the small room. The camera view switches to show Anthony Jordan freaking out as he was caught off-guard.*
Jordan: "I am innocent! Scorpion pirated this Kelly Clarkson CDs, not me! Do not make me disappear! My life is too sweet to have taken away from me!"
*The camera pulls out to show Chantelle, the red head who is Jordan's on-again/off-again girlfriend.*
Chantelle: "It was your idea to meet."
Jordan: "Oh yeah! It is just that you startled me."
Chantelle: "Pirating CDs, huh?"
*Chantelle smiles as Jordan looks down.*
Jordan: "Scorpion did it. It was tempting to hear Kelly's awesome work early, but I would never steal it."
Chantelle: "So I don't have a bad boy?"
*Jordan catches on and shakes his head.*
Jordan: "No way, I am bad to the bone, baby. I used a public restroom once about ten years ago!"
*Chantelle smiles and chuckles. She taps Jordan on the nose with her index finger.*
Chantelle: "You're so adorable."
*She leans in and hugs him as the two share an embrace.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips, but this time she falls forward and lands against Jordan. The couple laugh before Chantelle rests her head against Jordan's chest.*
Chantelle: "It's been a while."
Jordan: "I know. Things have been hectic."
*Chantelle sighs.*
Chantelle: "I don't like sneaking around like this. What we have is beautiful. We shouldn't have to hide."
Jordan: "Michael thinks you are bad for me. He is really intense right now, so I do not want to push him."
*Chantelle looks down.*
Chantelle: "It's my fault. I've made things bad for both of you. I should listen to everyone and leave you alone. We shouldn't be here."
*Chantelle pushes herself away from Jordan, but he pulls her back in.*
Jordan: "Who cares what everyone else thinks? We know how we feel, and that is all that matters."
*Chantelle bites her bottom lip.*
Chantelle: "You're so sweet. You shouldn't have to put up with this. With how messed up I am."
Jordan: "That is my choice. I love you, crazy girl."
*Chantelle smiles in spite of herself.*
Chantelle: "I love you, too."
*She looks around nervously.*
Chantelle: "Let's not be here too long. Someone may find us or we may not want to leave."
*She leans in and gives "The Role Model" a deep kiss before pulling away.*
Chantelle: "See you soon, baby."
*Chantelle leaves the broom closet. Jordan composes himself straightens his clothes and his hair before walking out. As he does, he notices the Freak pointing at him and laughing.*
Freak: "AJ's coming out of the closet...HAHA!"
*Jordan frowns and starts walking away.*
Jordan: "Even funnier the ninetieth time!"
*The Freak starts to duck walk behind Jordan and follow him to the Connection's locker room. Jordan opens the door, then the Freak pops and screams.*
Freak: "KNOCK, KNOCK!"
*Jordan sighs and knows playing along will get the Freak away sooner.*
Jordan: "Who is there?"
*The Freak shrugs and walks away. Jordan turns around and runs right into the groin of Whitey Ford who is holding himself up by the door frame. Jordan falls back with fear as Whitey drops down and laughs.*
Whitey: "My nuts in your face!"
*Ford runs off laughing like a lunatic as Jordan spits and stands up. He angrily walks into the Connection's locker room and slams the door.*
Jordan: "Whose bright idea was it to invite them back?"
*Jordan looks to the camera and makes the "Shh" motions with his index finger over his lips. He takes a seat on the couch. A few seconds later, MJW walks in with a video tape in his hands.*
MJW: "AJ, you gotta watch this!"
Jordan: "What is it?"
*MJW plops down on the couch next to Jordan.*
MJW: "I had a camera set up when I shagged this girl last night. Let me do the play-by-play for you! I can freeze frame the second she feels the full 'Ego,' if you get my drift."
Jordan: "I wish I did not."
*MJW laughs and sets the tape on the coffee table.*
MJW: "Relax, mate. I wouldn't let you watch it. Can't have my partner questioning his manhood after seeing what I pack. I don't want to break you before your big match."
*Both men laugh and do the handshake/hug combination. As they start to pull away, MJW pulls Jordan back in and sniffs his neck.*
MJW: "Are you wearing perfume?"
*MJW backs away and cocks an eyebrow. Fearing that he is busted, Jordan stammers.*
Jordan: "I...uhhhhhhhh...IIIIIIIIII..."
*A smile creeps on MJW's face.*
MJW: "You dirty whore! I didn't think you'd get over Chantelle this quickly! What's her name?"
*Shocked by MJW's assumption, Jordan just shrugs. MJW laughs and punches him in the shoulder.*
MJW: "Just busting your balls, mate. I don't remember their names, either!"
*MJW then leans in.*
MJW: "What color hair she have? Blonde, right? Tell me you fucked blonde!"
*Jordan just stares like a deer caught in the headlights. MJW claps his hands and stands up.*
MJW: "Can 'the Ego' call it or can he call it? Oh, my boy, I am so proud of you!"
*MJW pulls the Intercontinental Champion up and hugs him.*
MJW: "This calls for a toast!"
*MJW runs over to the bar where he takes out a glass and a bottle of vodka. He pours himself a drink as Jordan walks over to the fridge and pulls a small bottle of milk. The two men tap containers in a toast.*
Jordan: "Good idea. I could use something to wash the taste of Whitey's crotch out of my mouth."
*MJW's glass slides right out of his hand and drops to the floor.*
MJW: "Excuse me?"
*Looking guilty, Jordan looks down, more embarrassed than anything else. MJW doesn't take that response well.*
MJW: "FUCK! You can't let me have this moment!"
*"The Ego" turns around and punches the counter.*
MJW: "Even if he was in drag when you brought him home, how could you not know? Oh, fuck me!"
*MJW holds his arms out and looks up.*
MJW: "WHY?"
*MJW then shakes his head.*
MJW: "Nnmmm, no way! No way my partner is taking it in the chili ring! You get dressed up, and we're going out to find a female woman for you to fuck like the Good Lord intended!"
*Jordan throws his bottle of milk to the ground as this has gone on too long.*
Jordan: "Michael, Whitey pranked me, and he had all his clothes. I am humiliated, not gay!"
*MJW pauses and stares at Jordan. Seeing that his teammate is serious, MJW sighs and smiles.*
MJW: "HAHA, wooo, lucky for you."
*MJW walks over and puts his arm around "The Role Model."*
MJW: "I just worry about you. I know after Chantelle broke your heart by not being able to forget the greatest night of her life courtesy of me. There'll be other ones. Just run them by me to make sure I haven't fucked them. Nothing personal, but you can't compare to me in this area. If they haven't had me, then they don't know what they're missing. You'll stand a great chance."
*MJW winks and slaps Jordan on the back before walking to the door.*
Jordan: "Thanks for the pep talk. I feel as good as an emo kid."
*Oblivious to Jordan's sarcasm, MJW nods.*
MJW: "No problem!"
Jordan: "I am innocent! Scorpion pirated this Kelly Clarkson CDs, not me! Do not make me disappear! My life is too sweet to have taken away from me!"
*The camera pulls out to show Chantelle, the red head who is Jordan's on-again/off-again girlfriend.*
Chantelle: "It was your idea to meet."
Jordan: "Oh yeah! It is just that you startled me."
Chantelle: "Pirating CDs, huh?"
*Chantelle smiles as Jordan looks down.*
Jordan: "Scorpion did it. It was tempting to hear Kelly's awesome work early, but I would never steal it."
Chantelle: "So I don't have a bad boy?"
*Jordan catches on and shakes his head.*
Jordan: "No way, I am bad to the bone, baby. I used a public restroom once about ten years ago!"
*Chantelle smiles and chuckles. She taps Jordan on the nose with her index finger.*
Chantelle: "You're so adorable."
*She leans in and hugs him as the two share an embrace.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips.*
Jordan: "Missed you."
*Chantelle leans in and gives him a quick peck on the lips, but this time she falls forward and lands against Jordan. The couple laugh before Chantelle rests her head against Jordan's chest.*
Chantelle: "It's been a while."
Jordan: "I know. Things have been hectic."
*Chantelle sighs.*
Chantelle: "I don't like sneaking around like this. What we have is beautiful. We shouldn't have to hide."
Jordan: "Michael thinks you are bad for me. He is really intense right now, so I do not want to push him."
*Chantelle looks down.*
Chantelle: "It's my fault. I've made things bad for both of you. I should listen to everyone and leave you alone. We shouldn't be here."
*Chantelle pushes herself away from Jordan, but he pulls her back in.*
Jordan: "Who cares what everyone else thinks? We know how we feel, and that is all that matters."
*Chantelle bites her bottom lip.*
Chantelle: "You're so sweet. You shouldn't have to put up with this. With how messed up I am."
Jordan: "That is my choice. I love you, crazy girl."
*Chantelle smiles in spite of herself.*
Chantelle: "I love you, too."
*She looks around nervously.*
Chantelle: "Let's not be here too long. Someone may find us or we may not want to leave."
*She leans in and gives "The Role Model" a deep kiss before pulling away.*
Chantelle: "See you soon, baby."
*Chantelle leaves the broom closet. Jordan composes himself straightens his clothes and his hair before walking out. As he does, he notices the Freak pointing at him and laughing.*
Freak: "AJ's coming out of the closet...HAHA!"
*Jordan frowns and starts walking away.*
Jordan: "Even funnier the ninetieth time!"
*The Freak starts to duck walk behind Jordan and follow him to the Connection's locker room. Jordan opens the door, then the Freak pops and screams.*
Freak: "KNOCK, KNOCK!"
*Jordan sighs and knows playing along will get the Freak away sooner.*
Jordan: "Who is there?"
*The Freak shrugs and walks away. Jordan turns around and runs right into the groin of Whitey Ford who is holding himself up by the door frame. Jordan falls back with fear as Whitey drops down and laughs.*
Whitey: "My nuts in your face!"
*Ford runs off laughing like a lunatic as Jordan spits and stands up. He angrily walks into the Connection's locker room and slams the door.*
Jordan: "Whose bright idea was it to invite them back?"
*Jordan looks to the camera and makes the "Shh" motions with his index finger over his lips. He takes a seat on the couch. A few seconds later, MJW walks in with a video tape in his hands.*
MJW: "AJ, you gotta watch this!"
Jordan: "What is it?"
*MJW plops down on the couch next to Jordan.*
MJW: "I had a camera set up when I shagged this girl last night. Let me do the play-by-play for you! I can freeze frame the second she feels the full 'Ego,' if you get my drift."
Jordan: "I wish I did not."
*MJW laughs and sets the tape on the coffee table.*
MJW: "Relax, mate. I wouldn't let you watch it. Can't have my partner questioning his manhood after seeing what I pack. I don't want to break you before your big match."
*Both men laugh and do the handshake/hug combination. As they start to pull away, MJW pulls Jordan back in and sniffs his neck.*
MJW: "Are you wearing perfume?"
*MJW backs away and cocks an eyebrow. Fearing that he is busted, Jordan stammers.*
Jordan: "I...uhhhhhhhh...IIIIIIIIII..."
*A smile creeps on MJW's face.*
MJW: "You dirty whore! I didn't think you'd get over Chantelle this quickly! What's her name?"
*Shocked by MJW's assumption, Jordan just shrugs. MJW laughs and punches him in the shoulder.*
MJW: "Just busting your balls, mate. I don't remember their names, either!"
*MJW then leans in.*
MJW: "What color hair she have? Blonde, right? Tell me you fucked blonde!"
*Jordan just stares like a deer caught in the headlights. MJW claps his hands and stands up.*
MJW: "Can 'the Ego' call it or can he call it? Oh, my boy, I am so proud of you!"
*MJW pulls the Intercontinental Champion up and hugs him.*
MJW: "This calls for a toast!"
*MJW runs over to the bar where he takes out a glass and a bottle of vodka. He pours himself a drink as Jordan walks over to the fridge and pulls a small bottle of milk. The two men tap containers in a toast.*
Jordan: "Good idea. I could use something to wash the taste of Whitey's crotch out of my mouth."
*MJW's glass slides right out of his hand and drops to the floor.*
MJW: "Excuse me?"
*Looking guilty, Jordan looks down, more embarrassed than anything else. MJW doesn't take that response well.*
MJW: "FUCK! You can't let me have this moment!"
*"The Ego" turns around and punches the counter.*
MJW: "Even if he was in drag when you brought him home, how could you not know? Oh, fuck me!"
*MJW holds his arms out and looks up.*
MJW: "WHY?"
*MJW then shakes his head.*
MJW: "Nnmmm, no way! No way my partner is taking it in the chili ring! You get dressed up, and we're going out to find a female woman for you to fuck like the Good Lord intended!"
*Jordan throws his bottle of milk to the ground as this has gone on too long.*
Jordan: "Michael, Whitey pranked me, and he had all his clothes. I am humiliated, not gay!"
*MJW pauses and stares at Jordan. Seeing that his teammate is serious, MJW sighs and smiles.*
MJW: "HAHA, wooo, lucky for you."
*MJW walks over and puts his arm around "The Role Model."*
MJW: "I just worry about you. I know after Chantelle broke your heart by not being able to forget the greatest night of her life courtesy of me. There'll be other ones. Just run them by me to make sure I haven't fucked them. Nothing personal, but you can't compare to me in this area. If they haven't had me, then they don't know what they're missing. You'll stand a great chance."
*MJW winks and slaps Jordan on the back before walking to the door.*
Jordan: "Thanks for the pep talk. I feel as good as an emo kid."
*Oblivious to Jordan's sarcasm, MJW nods.*
MJW: "No problem!"
