Post by nick on Nov 15, 2021 5:47:36 GMT -5
(A darkened street corner finds the hulking figure of Vicious lurking menacingly. He leans back against an unlit street lamp. The only illumination comes from those further up the road. After an uncomfortable wait he’s joined by Vile and Paz. There’s blood in Paz’s jaws.)
Vicious: You took your time.
Vile: Paz was enjoying himself. I didn’t want to spoil his fun.
Vicious: Can’t argue with that. We had our fun at the last show. Only fair that he has his.
Vile: Exactly. But, he’s happy now. Aren’t you Paz?
(Vile gives Paz’s blocky head a knuckle rub that he seems to enjoy. The monster dog wags his tail.)
Vile: Look he’s happy – a LOT fucking happier than those Robinsons.
Vicious: Oh yeah. Great to have gold. To be the “winner”. Must feel awesome being Jumbo; knowing that he ‘won’ but I could have DESTROYED BOTH of his brothers!
Vile: He should consider it a friendly warning. They got off lightly – REAL light; something we are only too happy to correct.
Vicious: Yeah, just say the word, Fatty and we’ll come finish the job.
Vile: It’s nothing personal. You’re just the chalk board on which we are writing our message.
Vicious; A really BIG fucking chalk board.
Vile: Only fair then that we write LARGE. You see, SOME people were getting complacent. SOME people were ‘thinking’ that because Wicked doesn’t give a shit about the win, that somehow that makes us ‘less’ – that it makes us an easy win. Yeah, it makes it a win for you, but it’s NEVER, EVER going to be easy and it’s NEVER, EVER going to be painless.
Vicious: I think maybe – just maybe we’ve been going a bit easy on people. Maybe. Maybe we should turn up the heat – have even more fun.
Vile: I’m all for that. Let’s see who we get to play with next.
Vicious: That works…..unlike Jett’s legs!
(The pair walk away laughing into the night.)
Vicious: You took your time.
Vile: Paz was enjoying himself. I didn’t want to spoil his fun.
Vicious: Can’t argue with that. We had our fun at the last show. Only fair that he has his.
Vile: Exactly. But, he’s happy now. Aren’t you Paz?
(Vile gives Paz’s blocky head a knuckle rub that he seems to enjoy. The monster dog wags his tail.)
Vile: Look he’s happy – a LOT fucking happier than those Robinsons.
Vicious: Oh yeah. Great to have gold. To be the “winner”. Must feel awesome being Jumbo; knowing that he ‘won’ but I could have DESTROYED BOTH of his brothers!
Vile: He should consider it a friendly warning. They got off lightly – REAL light; something we are only too happy to correct.
Vicious: Yeah, just say the word, Fatty and we’ll come finish the job.
Vile: It’s nothing personal. You’re just the chalk board on which we are writing our message.
Vicious; A really BIG fucking chalk board.
Vile: Only fair then that we write LARGE. You see, SOME people were getting complacent. SOME people were ‘thinking’ that because Wicked doesn’t give a shit about the win, that somehow that makes us ‘less’ – that it makes us an easy win. Yeah, it makes it a win for you, but it’s NEVER, EVER going to be easy and it’s NEVER, EVER going to be painless.
Vicious: I think maybe – just maybe we’ve been going a bit easy on people. Maybe. Maybe we should turn up the heat – have even more fun.
Vile: I’m all for that. Let’s see who we get to play with next.
Vicious: That works…..unlike Jett’s legs!
(The pair walk away laughing into the night.)