TFOSA2: George Romero Presents: "Tiddy Bar of the Dead!"
Aug 24, 2022 20:48:58 GMT -5
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Post by Steve Awesome on Aug 24, 2022 20:48:58 GMT -5
Fade into one of the more high end titty bars in the area. The food was actually good, there weren’t any mysterious white stains on any of the furniture, even with the black light, and currently they were down to only three of the strippers being on meth.
And if you could guess which ones, they would give you a free drink.
Cut back into the VIP room. Where scantily clad women give their customers a more private dance. Everyone was having a great time. Well, except one person.
“Sir, this really works better for both of us, if you could just stop crying.”
Steve Awesome quickly wipes his eyes and looks away.
“I’m not crying I’m just…not in the mood.”
“Well, your friend is having a good time.”
The dancer pulled the curtain back slightly and you can see a stripper doing a handstand in Rat Bastards lap. Her twerking booty is slapping Rat in the face repeatedly but you know Ratty is having a great time.
“YIPPIE!!! Ha ha! WOOO!”
She closes the curtain again and looks back at Steve.
“Well damn! Maybe if you started with that move we wouldn’t be having this conversation!”
She puts her hands on her hips and glares at the XCrown Champion. Steve stops himself from getting angry and takes a breath.
“It’s not you, okay lady? I’m just dealing with a break up…”
It hurt to say it out loud.
The scantily clad, practically naked, stripper put her hands up and took a step back.
“Woah there sweetheart. I just come here to dance, not give therapy sessions.”
She smiles.
“I give therapy sessions during the day at my office. Here’s my card.”
She hands Steve her card.
“Wow. I’d never expect you to be a ther-“
Suddenly the real question popped in Steve’s mind.
“Wait, where did you pull this card from?”
STEVE AWESOME
XCROWN CHAMPION
“In your dreams, bitch.”
He smirks and points to his temple.
“All in your warped little mind…”
He stops and shrugs.
“Where I just so happen to live rent free, by the way..”
He grins and winks from behind his sunglasses.
“You got these big plans to brutalize me all because I refused to put a baby in that smoke house you call a womb.”
He shrugs.
“But just like your infertile husband's penis….them plans ain’t gonna work for you, sweetheart.”
“You are going to ride the wave of being the “king of the world” into an epic XCrown reign. You're going to be at End of Days and Supremacy. It’s EVK time.”
He simply shook his head.
“Bad news, Emphysema Von Krauss, just like your biological clock, Times up before it ever even began.”
“In your head, You like to think the world is afraid of you. That people are intimidated by you. But here in reality, it’s the total opposite.”
“The world doesn’t fear you, it pity’s you.”
“It sees right through your facade of confidence, right through to the desperation that drips off you.”
Desperate to be loved as a mother.
Desperate to be desired as a wife.
Desperate to be respected as a competitor.
“You come from a rich family yet the only valuable thing about you is that King of the World title.”
He shrugs and stares daggers into the camera.
“And sooner or later, someone is going to take that from you too.”
He sighs and shakes his head.
“You know, There is a part of me that does feel sorry for you. I’ve thought, it wouldn’t take me too long to nut in a Turkey Baster and give it and a bottle of wine to you and let you go to town. You know, bring a little sunshine into that sad pathetic life of yours…
He sneers.
“But the problem is you are such a gross, sexually perverted, garbage human that has stalked me for damn near two years, and tried to have sex with me without my consent on live television.”
He takes a few steps toward the camera. His fists clenched.
“In Tanzania, not only am I going to set an example, Set the tone for what my championship reign is all about, but I’m going to end this stalker, seed, childbirth bullshit once and for all.”
He pounds his fist into his palm.
“I’m going to show you exactly why I’m the one that beat Zoran When you're bleeding out and begging for mercy.
“I’m going to show you exactly why I’m the one that outlasted and whip the ass of seven other men at Night of Champions when you can’t stand up under your own power anymore.
“I’m going to beat you in the middle of a REIGN ring just like I beat you once before in the Gonpachi Gauntlet and prove what you already know, that I’m better than you.”
He smirks.
“And most of all, I’m going to show you what the Face of the Franchise is all about and why, by the time End of Days rolls around,
I will have been kicking ass and taking names for the better part of a year!
And you can bet your flat ass that I will add your name to that list in Tanzania after I stomp right through your smoke billowing carcass!”
The Xcrown champ glares confidently.
“Whether you call yourself king or queen…
…in Tanzania…”
Smirk.
“…it’s Checkmate.”
Crotch Chop.
Steve sat alone at a table in the strip club. He watched as the beautiful women served drinks and enticed guests all while the bass thumped through the speakers. This entire place was designed to help you forget your troubles but Steve’s we’re running a one man show in his mind.
Suddenly his phone buzzed.
It was a text.
From Zelda!
“I might be ready to talk….eventually….”
Steve read the words and he immediately jumped out of his chair with a victory yell. A confused server stares at him.
“You there! Get this entire club a round of beers on me! I finally feel like celebrating!”
“Yes sir!”
The server rushed off to put in the order when another employee of the club stepped up to the flashing lights.
“Excuse me, Mister Awesome? There is an….”Angry Mob” here to see you.”
“What?”
The smile faded off Steve’s face as rushed over to the guard rail and looked down at the first floor toward the main door. Security is doing the best they can.
“YOU CAN'T ENTER WITHOUT A WRISTBAND!”
But it was no use. The angry mob trampled past security and it funneled through the door. More and more people climbed and scrambled their way in like a swarm of pests after a meal. The door itself finally explodes from the sheer weight and force of the angry mob.
The innocent people in the building scream and Steve backs away in horror as the Angry Mob spot its prey from the floor below. The mob scrambles and shuffles through with absolutely no regard for anyone else.
That’s right, they protested everyone in their path.
It was a nightmare.
But the majority, the main husk, we’re coming after Steve.
“ADULTERER”
The mob collectively groaned.
“HOMEWRECKER”
“YOU…uh….SLEAZY MEAN GUY!”
The angry mob stopped and glared at that particular guy.
Just then Rat Bastard comes running up to Steve on the second floor.
“Come on Steve. We ain’t getting through the front door! But I think I saw an emergency exit in the back!
Steve nods his head but then notices the black eye and swollen lip that Rat has.
“You alright?”
“Never better. Why?”
“No reason. Let’s go!”
The Awesome Bastards head for the door. Ducking and dodging the furious swipes of the bloodthirsty mob, while spitting on as many as they could along the way.
They could see the exit. They were home free.
But then Steve heard a scream. He looked back and he saw the stripper/therapist he met earlier cornered by a pack of protesters.
“Leave her Steve. There will be plenty more strippers later.”
Steve hesitates for all of one second and runs in to save her. He rushes in, snatches a protesters' sign attached to a two by four and bashes the protesters upside the head. He offers his hand to his stripper friend and helps her up. She looks at him with awe struck eyes.
“You saved me.”
“Don’t mention it, babe.”
Steve looks around to see the angry mob oozing up the stairs on either side. The path to the exit where Rat was waiting was quickly closing like two sides of the Red Sea after Moses was finished with it.
“We need to go now.”
Steve grabs her hand and they bolt through as quickly as they can. They just barely make it through the exit door in time. Steve and Rat close it and slide a dumpster in front of it.
The three leave the angry mob to fester inside as they scramble off to safety.