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Post by Wade Mason on Mar 3, 2010 18:53:21 GMT -5
[Single Match] Logan Vs. Jim Allen
Limit: 2 Each Maximum Final Deadline: Monday March 8th at 11:59pm EST
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Post by logan on Mar 7, 2010 10:07:30 GMT -5
The scene opens up in Logan's home of Chesapeake, Virginia. He's fiddling with a Xbox 360 controller, hitting buttons randomly like a retard infant. The audience participating in viewing pleasure with their eyeballs, nonetheless, can only do nothing but speculate to if he is in fact playing with his tag partner, Rick Mad, over Live.
Logan: Why do they put so many buttons on this little plastic torture device?
At first it's easy to assume that Logan, being somewhat of a spaz, is probably talking to himself. It isn't exactly unusual. But, no, a small ear piece rests in his right ear. Perhaps he's speaking with a friend over the game?
Logan: Hey, uh, so.. you like rated M games? Yeah? That's cool. I'm still waiting for my game to come out, but, I don't know if my former boss wants to go through with it. I mean, he SHOULD. I'm not around there anymore but a licensed game with me in it'd would surely boost his merchandising sales. The game? Well, it's about.. me. Ya' see, the character is based on a unique persona I interpreted a year ago or so. It's like Paper Boy in a nutshell. However, instead of delivering items you steal items... yes, hotdog's. The hottie dog's regain your health. What? No? There's more to it! You're also a butt rapist. Yes, I said a butt rapist. Uh, duh, it's based on me.. the game is about me! H'm? Hello?
Whomever was on the other line made it their best bet to hang up.
Logan: They must've.. um, lost connection. Speaking of connections; did anyone see me take that broad to Connector City last week? Eh?
Now Logan is talking to himself.
Logan: No? You didn't? Neither did I! Ya' know why? I was drunk. There.. I said it. Absolutely f'n wasted. I honestly can't remember a thing. Did I even show? M'm. But, it's time I move forward now. It's time I finally take what little left of my career seriously.. so, starting today..
He stands proudly after throwing the Xbox controller to the ground.
Logan: I, Logan, swear to put an end to boozing and butt raping. Well, the butt raping.. ha, nevermind. But, no, seriously.. I'm going to Animosity this Monday and putting a size thirteen foot of treachery straight up the gaping behind of Jim Allen! So, Jimmy, keep that in mind.. go ahead and invest in a tushi donut-pillow-thing. You'll need one on your way out of.. Connector City!
The quote is followed with a dramatic pose. Scene ends.
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