Post by Badgerman on May 25, 2014 12:52:20 GMT -6
The scene is that of inside a local New Orleans airport. The usual hustle and bustle of the numerous busy people are all around, each person clamoring to get ahead of everyone else as they're looking to quickly get to their destinations. Among these people is MSW's Robert "Badger" Garland who is currently exiting one of the planes and heading towards the front of the building. Garland checks the bandages on his head on the way out, pushing past people in his way as he exits the airport and heads towards a nearby bench. Garland checks his cellphone, noticing a recent message in his inbox.
I got yer truck, be there ta pick ya up soon.
Garland lets out a sigh of relief, looking annoyed at the crowd of people around him as he reaches back into his pocket. Garland removes his hand, a pack of cigarettes now in it as he opens them up and bullies a nearby person for a lighter. The passerby seems aggravated, Garland lighting up before tossing the lighter back at him. Aggressively, Garland motions for the passerby to get away from him, the man taking his leave as Garland leans back on the bench, waiting for his ride and letting his mind wander.
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Your father just got back and we have some... things to talk about. Just play outside like you usually do, ok?
Robert Garland - But...
No buts! I didn't raise you to talk back, you know? Now, listen to your mother and wait for us to let you back in!
The door slams shut in Garland's face, the young Garland sulking and turning his back as he heads down the steps out in front of his house. He can hear a large amount of yelling coming from inside the house, Garland looking defeated as he sits down on the first step and stares out into the street. The lonely cul-de-sac looks back at him, no cars driving down the road and no one else in sight. Without knowing what to do, Garland just remains seated as he hears the loud argument continue behind him...
Hi! I don't remember seeing you before! What are you doing? Wanna play?
Garland is startled and looks around, quickly noticing another kid staring at him from the next door house. Garland looks on without knowing what to say, the kid smiling and heading over to him.
Frank Washington - Hi! I'm Frank. Who are you?
Robert Garland - ...
Frank Washington - Hmmm? What's wrong?
Quickly, Frank catches himself. He seems to notice the argument coming from inside the house and quiets down for a moment. After standing around awkwardly, Frank decides to speak up again as Garland keeps a watch on him.
Frank Washington - So... My mommy ordered wrestling on the TV. Do you like wrestling? Do you want to come over and watch with me? It's gonna be great! Macho Man's gonna beat up Ted Diabetes! What do you say? I'll ask my mom to make us something to snack on! How does that sound?
Robert Garland - ...You talk to much.
Frank smiles at Garland while reaching over to try to pull him off of the steps. Garland looks solemn, but slowly a smile seems to grow on his face as well. With a little encouragement, Frank manages to finally convince Garland to get up and join him. The two of them make their way to Frank's house as the argument at Garland's seems to only grow louder. When they arrive, Garland is led inside, Frank's mom waving him in as Washington shuts the door behind him and the wrestling pay-per-view begins...
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*HONK, HONK*
Snapped back to reality, Garland realizes his truck is parked in front of him, Rech motioning for him to get into the passengers seat. Garland gets to his feet and throws the cigarette away, going over to the other side of the vehicle and climbing in. Rech greets him, and asks if he's feeling alright as Garland checks his bandages again...
Robert Garland - Frank's a real asshole, isn't he?...
Rech looks on in confusion before pulling out of the airport, the two of them on their way to Garland's messed up gymnasium to prepare for their upcoming return to the ring...
I got yer truck, be there ta pick ya up soon.
Garland lets out a sigh of relief, looking annoyed at the crowd of people around him as he reaches back into his pocket. Garland removes his hand, a pack of cigarettes now in it as he opens them up and bullies a nearby person for a lighter. The passerby seems aggravated, Garland lighting up before tossing the lighter back at him. Aggressively, Garland motions for the passerby to get away from him, the man taking his leave as Garland leans back on the bench, waiting for his ride and letting his mind wander.
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Your father just got back and we have some... things to talk about. Just play outside like you usually do, ok?
Robert Garland - But...
No buts! I didn't raise you to talk back, you know? Now, listen to your mother and wait for us to let you back in!
The door slams shut in Garland's face, the young Garland sulking and turning his back as he heads down the steps out in front of his house. He can hear a large amount of yelling coming from inside the house, Garland looking defeated as he sits down on the first step and stares out into the street. The lonely cul-de-sac looks back at him, no cars driving down the road and no one else in sight. Without knowing what to do, Garland just remains seated as he hears the loud argument continue behind him...
Hi! I don't remember seeing you before! What are you doing? Wanna play?
Garland is startled and looks around, quickly noticing another kid staring at him from the next door house. Garland looks on without knowing what to say, the kid smiling and heading over to him.
Frank Washington - Hi! I'm Frank. Who are you?
Robert Garland - ...
Frank Washington - Hmmm? What's wrong?
Quickly, Frank catches himself. He seems to notice the argument coming from inside the house and quiets down for a moment. After standing around awkwardly, Frank decides to speak up again as Garland keeps a watch on him.
Frank Washington - So... My mommy ordered wrestling on the TV. Do you like wrestling? Do you want to come over and watch with me? It's gonna be great! Macho Man's gonna beat up Ted Diabetes! What do you say? I'll ask my mom to make us something to snack on! How does that sound?
Robert Garland - ...You talk to much.
Frank smiles at Garland while reaching over to try to pull him off of the steps. Garland looks solemn, but slowly a smile seems to grow on his face as well. With a little encouragement, Frank manages to finally convince Garland to get up and join him. The two of them make their way to Frank's house as the argument at Garland's seems to only grow louder. When they arrive, Garland is led inside, Frank's mom waving him in as Washington shuts the door behind him and the wrestling pay-per-view begins...
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*HONK, HONK*
Snapped back to reality, Garland realizes his truck is parked in front of him, Rech motioning for him to get into the passengers seat. Garland gets to his feet and throws the cigarette away, going over to the other side of the vehicle and climbing in. Rech greets him, and asks if he's feeling alright as Garland checks his bandages again...
Robert Garland - Frank's a real asshole, isn't he?...
Rech looks on in confusion before pulling out of the airport, the two of them on their way to Garland's messed up gymnasium to prepare for their upcoming return to the ring...