Post by Lord Allton/PennyLord on Feb 7, 2020 15:31:43 GMT -6
We open to Lord Allton with a briefcase on his lap with his Support Worker Bill in New York City, specifically Little Italy. As expected there are Italian restaurants aplenty. Lord Allton points to one in particular and Bill opens the door. A tall man greets Bill (not very friendlily it must be said), intimidated, Bill steps aside revealing Lord Allton. Lord Allton smirks at the tall man who immediately bows his head in respect.
Allton: Francisco, he’s with me. You’ll show him as much respect as you show me.
Frankie: Yes sir! Welcome.
Allton bows his head in acknowledgement.
Allton: Bill, why don’t you get some lunch? I’ll just be a moment. Is he in?
Frankie gestures to the back of the restaurant to a dark booth. A man smaller than Frankie, but just as intimidating is sat in the booth and immediately stands to greet Allton as he drives over.
Vincenzo: Well well… it has been a while. To what do we owe the pleasure?
Allton: Vincenzo!
The men kiss cheeks. Vincenzo pulls out a chair for Allton to drive and sit at the table. Allton immediately puts the briefcase on the table, opening it revealing cash. And lots of it.
Allton: A job, Vinnie. For the long haul. I need you as a bodyguard. I’m also bringing Tank back in.
Vincenzo: I thought you got out of the wrestling business when RCUW went under.
Allton: True. But I’m active now. Not just in the office.
Vincenzo: Active? No disrespect… but how?
Allton: Backyard.
Vincenzo nods his head, understanding.
Allton: Now… Vincenzo are you in? Will you watch my back and join my Family?
Frankie walks over as Vincenzo inspects the briefcase. Vincenzo smiles.
Vincenzo: Roberto…
Allton: It’s ‘Allton’ these days. Lord Allton. Long story.
Vincenzo nods understanding. He looks at Frankie, who smiles.
Vincenzo: I’m in.
Allton: Excellent.
Vincenzo: Frankie, some wine and juice for Rob- excuse me – Lord Allton!
Frankie goes and returns with the drinks and they all celebrate. He then invites Bill over, apologising for his earlier rudeness.
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Uber-Man! So it begins. At the next Dystopia you and I will have our contract signing for our match when I destroy you for the Outsiders Title. But being the little superhero that you are I had to ensure that the odds were in my favour of course. Only a fool makes sure that the odds are against him. An Injustice League to counteract you.
Uber-Man, at the next Dystopia, you are going to bear witness to the beginnings of my Family. The Family are going to ensure that I am going to become Champion and there is nothing that you or your five billion aunt mothers can do about it. Get ready to tap Uber-Man because I’ve waited a long long LONG time to get my hands on you. It’s about time to give Outsiders the champion that they may not want… they may not think they need. But certainly the one they fucking deserve!
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Word Count: 500
Allton: Francisco, he’s with me. You’ll show him as much respect as you show me.
Frankie: Yes sir! Welcome.
Allton bows his head in acknowledgement.
Allton: Bill, why don’t you get some lunch? I’ll just be a moment. Is he in?
Frankie gestures to the back of the restaurant to a dark booth. A man smaller than Frankie, but just as intimidating is sat in the booth and immediately stands to greet Allton as he drives over.
Vincenzo: Well well… it has been a while. To what do we owe the pleasure?
Allton: Vincenzo!
The men kiss cheeks. Vincenzo pulls out a chair for Allton to drive and sit at the table. Allton immediately puts the briefcase on the table, opening it revealing cash. And lots of it.
Allton: A job, Vinnie. For the long haul. I need you as a bodyguard. I’m also bringing Tank back in.
Vincenzo: I thought you got out of the wrestling business when RCUW went under.
Allton: True. But I’m active now. Not just in the office.
Vincenzo: Active? No disrespect… but how?
Allton: Backyard.
Vincenzo nods his head, understanding.
Allton: Now… Vincenzo are you in? Will you watch my back and join my Family?
Frankie walks over as Vincenzo inspects the briefcase. Vincenzo smiles.
Vincenzo: Roberto…
Allton: It’s ‘Allton’ these days. Lord Allton. Long story.
Vincenzo nods understanding. He looks at Frankie, who smiles.
Vincenzo: I’m in.
Allton: Excellent.
Vincenzo: Frankie, some wine and juice for Rob- excuse me – Lord Allton!
Frankie goes and returns with the drinks and they all celebrate. He then invites Bill over, apologising for his earlier rudeness.
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Uber-Man! So it begins. At the next Dystopia you and I will have our contract signing for our match when I destroy you for the Outsiders Title. But being the little superhero that you are I had to ensure that the odds were in my favour of course. Only a fool makes sure that the odds are against him. An Injustice League to counteract you.
Uber-Man, at the next Dystopia, you are going to bear witness to the beginnings of my Family. The Family are going to ensure that I am going to become Champion and there is nothing that you or your five billion aunt mothers can do about it. Get ready to tap Uber-Man because I’ve waited a long long LONG time to get my hands on you. It’s about time to give Outsiders the champion that they may not want… they may not think they need. But certainly the one they fucking deserve!
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Word Count: 500