Post by AJ Riot on Oct 18, 2011 8:10:39 GMT -5
The scene opens up on the massive man known as The Great Mufasa. This week if a different week for this man he is attending his first English class, all the tiny Guatemalans and various other minority grouped people are like ants to this mass that is sitting at the back of the room. The teacher called on him, and he understood the words of his name. He looked up at her and then stood up, he walked to the black board and took the chalk but as he wrote on the board the writing tool only turned to dust. He looked at her and seemed just as shocked as her about the chalk and then shrugged.
Teacher: "Oh Mister Shalaballa... please go sit down it is not your fault poor boy."
He is not a boy he is a 39yr old man that is just trying to learn this new damn culture. He grumbled and sat down in the back of the room and crossed his arms watching things happen he has to have Electra around to interpret things for him and it is frustrating. When she finds a husband he will be left without any knowledge of this world and forced to go back to India and fight the barbaric matches that worried his sister so much. This match though can change things being the Barbarian champion means a better pay check, and it means getting more work.
He looked up at Electra walked in the room and smiled with a wave at him. Mufasa smiled and stood up he is more then ready to go. Electra was talking to the teacher and then signaled for him to follow her. Mufasa followed his sister to the outside of the hallway and watched her trace her fingers over the lockers. This was some public American high school and was filthy.
Electra: "Mufasa... where do you think the former champion is? He is licked away, and these poor children they are raised to think how they are told to think. People are so quick to point a finger they forget three more are always pointing back."
She smirked and turned to look up at her big brother's eyes. The Great one winning his match had Electra ecstatic for days. His greatness has not been in contact with her since after the match though and Mufasa sees that weighing on his sister a lot.
Mufasa: "I ... win!"
He chuckled a hearty laugh and then patted her tiny slender shoulder. Electra chuckled his short american phases amuse her highly, she was lucky to have been here shortly when she was younger. Otherwise these heathens might try and take advantage of them and they lack of knowledge with the language.
Electra: "That would be great for you to win Brother. I know you will win, who is going to throw you over the top rope? I know the last time you were in one of these matches you were tumbled over, but we have a way to fix that. I asked our Master for his men, and you are going to let them hit you, and until one of them tips you over the top rope it will keep going."
Mufasa wonders what type of training this is? To let people hit you, and to let them attack you, but then again it might toughen him up. He followed her to the school gym she had rented and had a wrestling ring in it. She was going to have him train here and he was going to win this title in honor of their Master. Once The Great One seen how she had shaped up her brother to win this match surely he would know how serious she had taken his message. Going back to the Indian streets was not what she wanted, she was very skilled in hand to hand combat, but she was amused by many things here in America.
Electra: "This first trio are three people that are named Sinister Inc, and named Tank, Ouran and Bull."
The medium bulky, medium chiseled and the small chiseled men all got in the ring, and the three of them start punching Mufasa. He is not phased by them at all. They try to clothesline him over, and even lifting him over the top rope, Mufasa stood up and he chopped his hand down over Ouran's face, and then Bull and Tank both leaped over the top ropes and eliminated themselves.
Tank: "Thanks Electra, but I think you are safe to assume that we are not beating him."
She sighed and then thought about who else she had called to show up and turned as she looked at the men sitting on the bench. There was a large man with a bald head and side chop like beard. She smirked this man was Joey Nameth and he was there to test his power.
Electra: "Ok and entering the Thunder Boss."
Joey smiled and then entered the ring, he clotheslines Mufasa hard, then rushed off the ropes and delivered another but nothing. Joey kicked Mufasa and then grabbed his hair, he pulled him and went to toss him over the top rope, but Mufasa blocked it. He elbows Joey and then lift him in the air. Joey is tossed over the top rope. Electra covered her mouth chuckling as Joey stood up and started cussing. She looked at her brother for the first time she was slightly impressed. Mufasa chuckled and smiled he picked up the little Ouran that was left over and tossed him over the top rope like he was yesterday's garbage. Electra's eyes widen and she thinks. These men are nothing compared to who is in the match.
Electra: "Mufasa!"
She signaled for him to come over to her and he stepped over the top rope to the outside and over to her, she was thinking quietly as he got there.
Electra: "The Anti-Christ and The Jackal are the two that leap out at e brother, and I can not identify why. The Wolf he might be a threat, but you are a lion, you are the king of the jungle he is just a predator of the night. Brother we serve out master and he would be the most ruthless Barbarian champion that could ever be, but if the tragedy should strike and he is taken down, then it falls on us brother. It falls on us to win this match in his Greatness' honor. The former Universe Champion Shane Trudex has not been a factor as of lately, and he would not be anything compared to us Mufasa."
Mufasa: "Prince?"
She paused and wondered what he meant, then she remembered that a boy named The Prince of Peace was in this match, but it was his debut match. What kind of trouble could such a silly little boy cause in this match? She spun around and smirked.
Electra: "If he is really the prince of peace then he will back down before his true king. Mufasa Mr. Riot and our Master have the faith in you and I see why you are so large and so powerful. You should be the next Supreme Being! Brother.... this is our opportunity. We could make something more of ourselves then two children born to a king."
She looked down, it was her fault they were not real royalty she choice a boy over her father and the boy had turned out not to be who she thought he was. Her brother was there for her, he moved to America with her and he fought in a freak show for awhile to help her make money. Now this was still him carrying her and it was all she can do to pay him back by keeping his spirits up. She smiled and patted him on the shoulder. She started to speak in Hindi and she chuckled and picked her up placing her on his shoulder. She liked him treating her like a tiny doll and chuckled as she pointed him to the exit and the two leave.
Reopening the scene is showing Mufasa lifting weights at a sitting bench. Electra she looking up the people in the match against her brother a little more. None of them have had must to say so apparently her and Mufasa were going to need to be the first ones to do so. She made and appointment with Kandi Apple to get an interview. After his workout that is where the two headed.
The backdrop is black and Electra is wearing a leather jacket and a head band with an emblem over the forehead, along with long black jeans. Kandi looked up at Mufasa and seems like she was dizzy, she shook her head that was under a knit hat and her eyes large and glazed with a smirk.
Kandi Apple: "Welcome, you know and I know that I am your favorite interviewer around here because unlike some people I get answers. So I am here with a contender for the vacated Barbarian championship, a man that is over 7 feet tall, and he weighs... haha...no he doesn't, he weighs four hundred and twenty pounds, that is awesome!"
Electra: "Hush! We are not here to share out great Indian meditation techniques, though I will teach you after camera are off. What I am here for Kandi is to tell everyone that Hallowicked my brother and I are out on a grand mission. Our master has pointed out to us how we are laughed at, how we are ridiculed and that is not something we take kindly to. My brother is a weapon, he is a one man army. This match shouldn't need t take place he just is the champion, but I understand how people need to see his power. Our master has not spoken to me, but I have told my brother that he is on our side and why wouldn't he be? Unlike America we understand how to fight together. We have one goal and that is an Indian as the champion."
Kandi: "So are you saying that as long as Mufasa...hehe, and The Great Ali, win then it doesn't matter who? Well I would think Mufasa would want to win he has yet to win a match."
Electra looked like the question was digging too much, and her eyes narrowed, but she let it go and took a deep breath.
Electra: "That's right, and if our Master falls, then Mufasa will win this match for him, and for me. There is no option in losing my brother is going to become the Barbarian Champion. Are there any other questions Kandi?"
Kandi: "Jackal has been on a bit of a beginer's streak and Sprit Fire has said he fancies himself a god of the dead what do you think? Can your bro beat a god?"
Electra chuckled and so did Mufasa.
Electra: "It's not about power or money, it is about the world that is in front of us. Mr. Jackal might be new around here and I can promise you that he has not faced anyone like my brother, the same goes for The Anti Christ, my brother could also fight with the gods, he is a like a titan, he is a gladiator. That is why I am proclaiming him the new Barbarian champion."
She smirked and turned without another word Mufasa turns and quietly followed his sister out of the scene.
Teacher: "Oh Mister Shalaballa... please go sit down it is not your fault poor boy."
He is not a boy he is a 39yr old man that is just trying to learn this new damn culture. He grumbled and sat down in the back of the room and crossed his arms watching things happen he has to have Electra around to interpret things for him and it is frustrating. When she finds a husband he will be left without any knowledge of this world and forced to go back to India and fight the barbaric matches that worried his sister so much. This match though can change things being the Barbarian champion means a better pay check, and it means getting more work.
He looked up at Electra walked in the room and smiled with a wave at him. Mufasa smiled and stood up he is more then ready to go. Electra was talking to the teacher and then signaled for him to follow her. Mufasa followed his sister to the outside of the hallway and watched her trace her fingers over the lockers. This was some public American high school and was filthy.
Electra: "Mufasa... where do you think the former champion is? He is licked away, and these poor children they are raised to think how they are told to think. People are so quick to point a finger they forget three more are always pointing back."
She smirked and turned to look up at her big brother's eyes. The Great one winning his match had Electra ecstatic for days. His greatness has not been in contact with her since after the match though and Mufasa sees that weighing on his sister a lot.
Mufasa: "I ... win!"
He chuckled a hearty laugh and then patted her tiny slender shoulder. Electra chuckled his short american phases amuse her highly, she was lucky to have been here shortly when she was younger. Otherwise these heathens might try and take advantage of them and they lack of knowledge with the language.
Electra: "That would be great for you to win Brother. I know you will win, who is going to throw you over the top rope? I know the last time you were in one of these matches you were tumbled over, but we have a way to fix that. I asked our Master for his men, and you are going to let them hit you, and until one of them tips you over the top rope it will keep going."
Mufasa wonders what type of training this is? To let people hit you, and to let them attack you, but then again it might toughen him up. He followed her to the school gym she had rented and had a wrestling ring in it. She was going to have him train here and he was going to win this title in honor of their Master. Once The Great One seen how she had shaped up her brother to win this match surely he would know how serious she had taken his message. Going back to the Indian streets was not what she wanted, she was very skilled in hand to hand combat, but she was amused by many things here in America.
Electra: "This first trio are three people that are named Sinister Inc, and named Tank, Ouran and Bull."
The medium bulky, medium chiseled and the small chiseled men all got in the ring, and the three of them start punching Mufasa. He is not phased by them at all. They try to clothesline him over, and even lifting him over the top rope, Mufasa stood up and he chopped his hand down over Ouran's face, and then Bull and Tank both leaped over the top ropes and eliminated themselves.
Tank: "Thanks Electra, but I think you are safe to assume that we are not beating him."
She sighed and then thought about who else she had called to show up and turned as she looked at the men sitting on the bench. There was a large man with a bald head and side chop like beard. She smirked this man was Joey Nameth and he was there to test his power.
Electra: "Ok and entering the Thunder Boss."
Joey smiled and then entered the ring, he clotheslines Mufasa hard, then rushed off the ropes and delivered another but nothing. Joey kicked Mufasa and then grabbed his hair, he pulled him and went to toss him over the top rope, but Mufasa blocked it. He elbows Joey and then lift him in the air. Joey is tossed over the top rope. Electra covered her mouth chuckling as Joey stood up and started cussing. She looked at her brother for the first time she was slightly impressed. Mufasa chuckled and smiled he picked up the little Ouran that was left over and tossed him over the top rope like he was yesterday's garbage. Electra's eyes widen and she thinks. These men are nothing compared to who is in the match.
Electra: "Mufasa!"
She signaled for him to come over to her and he stepped over the top rope to the outside and over to her, she was thinking quietly as he got there.
Electra: "The Anti-Christ and The Jackal are the two that leap out at e brother, and I can not identify why. The Wolf he might be a threat, but you are a lion, you are the king of the jungle he is just a predator of the night. Brother we serve out master and he would be the most ruthless Barbarian champion that could ever be, but if the tragedy should strike and he is taken down, then it falls on us brother. It falls on us to win this match in his Greatness' honor. The former Universe Champion Shane Trudex has not been a factor as of lately, and he would not be anything compared to us Mufasa."
Mufasa: "Prince?"
She paused and wondered what he meant, then she remembered that a boy named The Prince of Peace was in this match, but it was his debut match. What kind of trouble could such a silly little boy cause in this match? She spun around and smirked.
Electra: "If he is really the prince of peace then he will back down before his true king. Mufasa Mr. Riot and our Master have the faith in you and I see why you are so large and so powerful. You should be the next Supreme Being! Brother.... this is our opportunity. We could make something more of ourselves then two children born to a king."
She looked down, it was her fault they were not real royalty she choice a boy over her father and the boy had turned out not to be who she thought he was. Her brother was there for her, he moved to America with her and he fought in a freak show for awhile to help her make money. Now this was still him carrying her and it was all she can do to pay him back by keeping his spirits up. She smiled and patted him on the shoulder. She started to speak in Hindi and she chuckled and picked her up placing her on his shoulder. She liked him treating her like a tiny doll and chuckled as she pointed him to the exit and the two leave.
Reopening the scene is showing Mufasa lifting weights at a sitting bench. Electra she looking up the people in the match against her brother a little more. None of them have had must to say so apparently her and Mufasa were going to need to be the first ones to do so. She made and appointment with Kandi Apple to get an interview. After his workout that is where the two headed.
The backdrop is black and Electra is wearing a leather jacket and a head band with an emblem over the forehead, along with long black jeans. Kandi looked up at Mufasa and seems like she was dizzy, she shook her head that was under a knit hat and her eyes large and glazed with a smirk.
Kandi Apple: "Welcome, you know and I know that I am your favorite interviewer around here because unlike some people I get answers. So I am here with a contender for the vacated Barbarian championship, a man that is over 7 feet tall, and he weighs... haha...no he doesn't, he weighs four hundred and twenty pounds, that is awesome!"
Electra: "Hush! We are not here to share out great Indian meditation techniques, though I will teach you after camera are off. What I am here for Kandi is to tell everyone that Hallowicked my brother and I are out on a grand mission. Our master has pointed out to us how we are laughed at, how we are ridiculed and that is not something we take kindly to. My brother is a weapon, he is a one man army. This match shouldn't need t take place he just is the champion, but I understand how people need to see his power. Our master has not spoken to me, but I have told my brother that he is on our side and why wouldn't he be? Unlike America we understand how to fight together. We have one goal and that is an Indian as the champion."
Kandi: "So are you saying that as long as Mufasa...hehe, and The Great Ali, win then it doesn't matter who? Well I would think Mufasa would want to win he has yet to win a match."
Electra looked like the question was digging too much, and her eyes narrowed, but she let it go and took a deep breath.
Electra: "That's right, and if our Master falls, then Mufasa will win this match for him, and for me. There is no option in losing my brother is going to become the Barbarian Champion. Are there any other questions Kandi?"
Kandi: "Jackal has been on a bit of a beginer's streak and Sprit Fire has said he fancies himself a god of the dead what do you think? Can your bro beat a god?"
Electra chuckled and so did Mufasa.
Electra: "It's not about power or money, it is about the world that is in front of us. Mr. Jackal might be new around here and I can promise you that he has not faced anyone like my brother, the same goes for The Anti Christ, my brother could also fight with the gods, he is a like a titan, he is a gladiator. That is why I am proclaiming him the new Barbarian champion."
She smirked and turned without another word Mufasa turns and quietly followed his sister out of the scene.
