Originally posted by Scottphisto:
*As the rest of the patrons watch in awe and fear, Scottphisto slowly walks out of the bar, into the dark night.*
*After leaving the bar, Scottphisto decides it?s time for a bit of fun. Walking along Hollywood Blvd, he?s propositioned by a few hookers.*
HOOKER: Hey baby, wanna have some fun?
SCOTTPHISTO: As a matter of fact, that?s just what I?ve been looking for.
HOOKER: Is it now?
SCOTTPHISTO:
*Smiling* Yes.
*The young woman suddenly feels uncomfortable. There?s something very upsetting about how this guy looks when he smiles. She?s reminded of how a cat looks at a mouse.*
HOOKER: Uh?I?I just remembered. I?m supposed to be at a party?a um?bachelor party?
*starts to cross street* Nice meeting you!
*Runs down the block*
*Scottphisto watches the girl go. ?She?s afraid of me,? he thinks. ?Good. She should be.?*
*He continues down the street, looking for some sex or at least a fight. Either one will satisfy him tonight.*
*Suddenly, a hand shoots out from a dark alley and grabs Scottphisto*
SCOTTPHISTO: Hey! What the fu-
*The hand pulls Scottphisto into the alley and throws him 15 feet into a wall, knocking a few bricks out. Scottphisto gets up and shakes his head. He looks in the direction of his attacker, unable to make them out.*
SCOTTPHISTO: OW! What the hell? Who are you?
ATTACKER: What?s the matter? Don?t you remember me?
SCOTTPHISTO:
*Recognizing the voice* Vorkas.
VORKAS: That?s right. How nice of you to remember your brother.
SCOTTPHISTO:
Half brother.
VORKAS: True. Half brother. Which reminds me?how is that whore of a mother of yours? Still dead?
SCOTTPHISTO: You son of a-
*Leaps at Vorkas, who dodges. Scottphisto crashes into some trash cans and spins around just in time to catch a fist in the jaw.*
VORKAS: You used to be great.
*Pulls Scottphisto up by the hair* The rest of us demons used to cringe at some of the things you did.
*Hurls Scottphisto further into the alley* You disgust me.
*Walks over to Scottphisto* Father should have killed you along with your whore mother.
*Scottphisto tries to stand, but his knees are weak. His head is pounding, his vision blurred. He must get away. Away before-*
*Vorkas kicks him in the ribs, breaking two.*
*Another kick breaks his nose.*
*Another*
*Another*
*Vorkas kicks the helpless Scottphisto until his insides feel like soup. He?s having trouble breathing. All he can think is ?Don?t black out don?t black out oh God don?t black out?*
*Vorkas pulls a large knife from his belt.*
VORKAS: Now, little brother. I end you.
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[This message has been edited by Scottphisto (edited 01-03-2002).]
[This message has been edited by Scottphisto (edited 01-03-2002).]
ssst! he's discovered out secret hideout!::: ....wait! i forgot there were no teams in this! EVERY MAN FOR HIM- er, HER, eh.... whatever. *splats a star-shaped jello-jiggler on hippy's head, leaps over the couch, and slingshots another at ScottPhisto as she sprints across the room* hee hee!
