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"A Favor For A Favor" by Nas & Scarface
A favor for a favor...
That's how we do business...
To make future figures...
We two of the illest...
I wet who you wanted wetted, you wet who I want wetted
Any nigga can get it...
A favor for a favor...
---*deep breath*
back again. i see the others have reared their heads
again. these guys aren't gonna possibly work out as a
team are they? i
mean look at 'em. pathetic. at least Joz is trying.
Remicho....he's fallen
off the face of the earth. no surprise though. he
should've seen this coming
and tried to stop it. *laughs* nah...he couldn't have. we
are simple too much
for them....linx....and the 'Phace....unstoppable...the
Primere Athlete &
The Only 1 That Matters...---
Taped
Date: Saturday August 19th, 2000
Air Date: Sunday August 20th, 2000
Taped Time: 4:10 p.m. local time
Place: Skarrphace's 2000 Range Rover
Somewhere between Los Angeles & San Diego, California
-[ The scene fades
in from the fuzz on the screen to show a shot of the
highway and you can tell that you're
going very fast. Cars whiz by, and you turn to see that
Skarrphace is driving his Range Rover. The sun is shining
brightly on this Saturday afternoon. Skarrphace is
dressed in a pair of light brown slacks and a
form-fitting Rayon
shirt, white, and his classic Ray-Ban sunglasses. His
platinum chain is gleeming in the sun as the music plays.
You turn and face Skarrphace in the passenger's seat and
he turns to you and smiles an odd smile. Then, the
digital phone rings, and Skarrphace reaches in the
console and pulls out the small flip phone and answers
it.
Thanks to modern science and some wonderful technology,
you hear the conversation from both ends. ]-
Skarrphace : Yeah, this is 'Phace.
Scott
Linx : 'Phace
man...what up this is Scotty...
Skarrphace : Shit...where you been man?
I've left you messages at both your house in Virginia and
your condo....the BWO offices don't know where you
are....what's up?
Scott
Linx : I had some
personal business to take care of, you know how it
goes...besides, with a couple of idiots like Joz and
Remicho on Tuesday I figured you could handle
things....and I got caught up and I was right....nice
work.
Skarrphace : Of course it's nice work. I do
nothing BUT nice work. So listen, I'm on the road right
now....I figured since I was in L.A. for the weekend I
could just drive down to San Diego early and get checked
in and soak in the local scene, ya know? What's your ETA?
Scott
Linx : I should be
there on Monday night. What hotel you stayin' at?
Skarrphace : The Hyatt Regency, Summerdale.
I'm gonna use the John Caligula alias this time...*laughs*
Scott
Linx : Right...I'll
make note of that. Do you get the feeling that Remicho
and Joz aren't gonna function very well as a team for
this match or is this just me? *laughs*
Skarrphace : No, I definitely think they're
gonna have their share of problems. I mean, first off,
Remicho is pissed at Joz for costing him the match
against you last week...I mean, surely you were set up to
win that match anyways, but with Joz's tomfoolery,
Remicho was ripped off, or so he seems to think....Joz
has put it behind him, but there's a lot of animosity
there. I guess the Front Office felt like they'd learn to
co-exist or something in this week's time, but that
doesn't appear to be the case...nevertheless, I think we
should be ready for them....I know I'm gonna be....
Scott
Linx : And so am I,
'Phace...so am I. I'm not about to make anybody think I
don't deserve to be the National Heavyweight Champion, so
you know I'm gonna bring my 'A' game.
-[ Just then,
Skarrphace's phone beeps at him, and he looks down at the
display. It says "Incoming Call". ]-
Skarrphace : Hey, Scotty that's my other
line, let me call you back, aight?
Scott
Linx : Ok
man...peace.
-[ Skarrphace makes
a face and then presses the "TALK" button on
his phone, switching lines. ]-
Skarrphace : Yeah, this is 'Phace...
Chaos : 'Phace....this is Chaos man.
What's goin' on?
Skarrphace : C-man....not a whole lot, just
on my way to TakeDown....on the PCH, ya know what I'm
saying? *laughs* What's happenin' with you?
Chaos : Oh not much man. I just wanted
to hit you up, see what's been going on. I haven't seen
you since the BBQ the other night and you know how it
is....so what's the word on that deal you were tryin' to
swing for me?
Skarrphace : Chaos, my man, I got you a
great deal. This guy's gonna sell his mansion on the
strip for like 3 mil', but I got him to drop a million
off the price, and he's gonna bring it to you for 2
mil'....man, this place is sweet, man, you are gonna love
it.
Chaos : Thanks bro! Shit, that's gonna
be tight....hey, you know, I was flipping through the
channels today and I saw that punk Douglas do some 30
second promo....i can't believe he's still around....at
least he's dropped The Franchise off his name, cuz he
sure as hell isn't that....did you catch that?
Skarrphace : Yeah...I did. And you know
something, it pisses me off too, but I'm gonna keep that
inside for now. But all I got to say is this...if Douglas
wants to take off, let him take off. I could give a shit
if that bitch never set foot in the BWO again. Cuz all
he's doing now is taking up space...he's a fuckin' waste
of space in my view and shouldn't be on the damn Roster.
He cuts the shittiest promos in the league, is an
incredibly bad example to the younger guys on the Roster,
and doesn't do what his position demands of him. As far
as I'm concerned, he should be out, and if he doesn't
wanna walk out on his own power, then I'm gonna make it
my mission to see that he's TAKEN out....in a bodybag or
on a stretcher....either way, it makes no difference to
me.
Chaos : I hope I'm there when you do
it, 'Phace....damn, pizza's here, I gotta run. I'll call
you later on this week....peace man...
Skarrphace : Yeah, C'...peace.
-[ Skarrphace flips
the phone closed and puts it back in the console between
the seats, grinning to himself
and laughing a small laugh as he turns the music back up
and the scene fades to black. ]-
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