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Post by johnnyace on Apr 28, 2012 6:29:05 GMT -5
*Outside the arena, the camera pans over and catches the glow of headlights coming from the distance. As the light gets closer, a long black limo comes into frame. It pulls through the arena garage door and parks inside. The engine stops, but no one exits. No movement is seen from the limo until the driver door opens. The driver steps out, preceeding around the limo to the back passenger door. He opens it slightly*
Driver: Are you ready, sir?
*Nothing is heard, but the driver opens the door fully. Slowly, a pair of expensive looking leather boots are seen from under the door. After a slight pause, the passenger finally gets out. Its none other than Johnny Ace*
Driver: Will that be all, boss?
J. Ace: For now. You can go.
*The driver shuts the door of the limo and returns to the drivers seat. Ace stands there for a moment as if he's just returned to his childhood home. A smirk crosses his face.*
J. Ace: Been a while since I stepped foot in an arena.
*He takes a stroll through the back, taking in familiar sights and sounds. He comes to a door marked "Office".*
J. Ace: This'll do.
*He opens the door and enters. The camera tries to follow but the door slams quickly behind Ace.*
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Post by johnnyace on Apr 28, 2012 19:15:20 GMT -5
*The camera comes into focus in the back, down a long hall way. Then camera shakes suddenly*
Voice: MOVE! Waddaya just standin' there for?
*From behind the camera, two men carrying a long black leather sofa push by. They continue down the hall and the camera follows. One of the men's hands slips but he regains his grip*
Man 1: Drop this sofa, ya nucklehead, and the boss will have both our asses sleepin' in concrete boots at the bottom of the boston sound tonight.
Man 2: Ya don't gotta worry bouta thing, Chino. I kids to feed 'n such.
Man 1: They'll be eating lead for dinnah tonight you put one mark on this. That you can count on.
*The two men make it to the end of the hall and carefully turn the sofa through a door.*
Voice: Over there against the wall, fellas...... NO! The other wall, dammit.... Why do I even botha?
*The camera enters the room to reveal Johnny Ace sitting at a desk*
J. Ace: Its not like it use to be back in the day. Good helps hard to find. The ones that'll put their lives on the line for the Family. Prob cause they all did, and now i'm stuck with Guido Dee and Guido Dumb..... JUST PUT THE SOFA DOWN!
*The two men sit the sofa down quickly. They both look at Ace, who gives a harsh stare in return. Both men exit without word.*
J. Ace: Give'm one easy job, and they still can't get it right. If it wasn't fuh their mother, I'd drop 'em now without a second thought.
*Ace notices the camera*
J. Ace: Haven't been here even a day yet, and already you're in muh face? You must not know who I am. Let me take a second to inform you.
*Ace leans back in his hair, both feeding landing on top of the desk. He opens a drawer, pulls out a cigar, lights it, and continues.*
J. Ace: My name is Johnny Ace. Years ago, the Family business was booming and a few of us decided to take our capital adventure to new horizons. We found our path here, to the doors of EHWF. Gotta say, running a business is alot of work, and sometimes the stress gets people killed. With EHWF at our fingertips, I was finally able to release that stress a little more... well... legally. But what's legality anyways. Men with money make the laws... and thats one thing i got plenty of.
*He takes a puff of the cigar and a huge cloud of smoke bellows out.*
J. Ace: Well, ya see, as EHWF fell on hard times, as did the Family business. So good ole Johnny Ace had to take some time off to get things back to order. Just as always, ya see I'm still standin'. The Family has never been stronger than now. But again, with business, comes stress. So I was sitting one night on the third floor of my home in my study and I got to starin' at my vault. Hadn't opened that thing in quite a while. So I gave the dial a spin, and as soon as the door opened, the memories hit. The gold that the family still hung around the vault, covered in layers of dust. I walked over, took the Mass Murder Champion down, and dusted it off. All I could think was... what happened to ya Johnny? Gotta say, that question trembled me a bit. So I went back to my desk and laid the title across it. I pulled out my old polish from the bottom compartment, and shined that belt fuh half an hour. When I was done, I held it up. My reflection stared back at me like a ghost. That's when I knew, I was missing something. I was missing this. Yeah, the Family life is grand. Hell, a few thousand grands.
*Ace laughs*
J. Ace: But this is just as much a part of Johnny Ace as the money and the infamy. So here I am. Office is a bit bigger, but nothing else has change. Johnny Ace, Leader of the Family, EHWF Hall of Famer, and the last motherfucka you wanna mess with is back inside the doors of HIS....... home. Not sure what that means for the rest of you here, but I do know one thing. I'm here.... and don't chu fuhgettaboutit!
*Ace snaps, and the two men from before reenter the room and each grab a side of the cameraman. The carry him to the hall, throw him out, and slam the door shut. Cameraman tries to lean up, but he falls again and the scene fades to black.*
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