Post by Dylan Thomas on Feb 14, 2023 16:45:49 GMT -5
The Larossia Brothers and Tank are down in one of the SS PROUD AND STRONG’s many, many bars (it’s an OCW cruise liner, people - of course it has multiple bars) and the brothers are having a rather heated discussion.
Vincenzo: …..And I’m telling YOU, Frankie, that it was YOU that broke Mama’s favourite China set!
Frankie: That’s not how I remember it, Vincenzo! I seem to remember that it was YOU that kicked the football inside of the house, brother!
Vincenzo: Then you’re rememberin’ wrong aint’cha?
Frankie: No, I am not….
Tank merely shakes his head, sipping on a beer. Before the two brothers come to blows though, a message comes through on Tank’s phone. He signals to the brothers that they are needed upstairs.
Vincenzo: Alright then, let’s go. Frankie… we’ll settle this later.
Frankie: Si, little brother. We shall indeed.
The three bodyguards then pay for their drinks, with Frankie leaving a respectable tip and then leave the bar. Back upstairs in the A-List Family cabin Frankie enters first.
Frankie: ROXXIE!!!
Entering the room, Roxxie stands up and it's hugs all around.
Frankie: Mm bambina…… It's so good to see you, si?
Roxxie: Thanks Frankie.
While the reunions are going on, Lissandra looks through her phone. She finds a message from Vicky Stone and Fanny.
Lissandra: Hey guys, I hate to break up the happy reunion but you really should see this.
Turning to face Lissandra, the A-List Family all smile at her as she turns on the video showing the message.
Frankie: Are these two serious?
Vincenzo: It certainly looks like it, brother.
Frankie: How are these two even going to be a threat in the tournament? They can’t even get along themselves - but at the same time are best friends?! Which one is it?
Lissandra: Um… ‘frenemies’, I believe is the technical term for it.
Vincenzo: What the fuck are frenemies?!
Allton: Friends that are enemies or enemies that are friends. You see it a lot in Hollywood, right Lissie?
Lissandra: All too often actually. Take Leonardo Di Caprio and Clare Danes. They played Romeo and Juliet back in ‘97 right?
Allton: Right.
Lissandra: Off set, they could not stand one another in reality.
Allton: And what about now?
Lissandra: Oh, I don’t know. I haven’t seen nor spoken to Leo in sometime. When we get all of this BS over with, maybe we can do lunch. That would be nice.
Allton: It would. You should do that.
Lissandra: Yeah.
Frankie: Still…
Lissandra: What, Frankie?
Frankie: I wonder if Vicky Stone and Fanny are thinking the same thing about us?
Roxxie and Lissandra share a look with a sly smile.
Roxxie: I…don’t think you need to worry about Dylan and the Children of the Vard anymore, Frankie.
Lissandra: He’s coming back to us, Frankie. Dylan is coming back to the A-List Family.
Vincenzo: Well, of course he is… we’re going to fuckin’ kill the Children of the Vard bastards. Right?
Allton: Wrong.
The Larossia brothers turn to Allton.
Allton: Well, no. Not ‘wrong’. You’re right, Vincenzo. But what Lissie means…is…well…Haven’t you wondered how Roxxie made it back to us?
Vincenzo: I just thought that you went all ‘Rambo’ on the Lopa bitch.
Allton: Very cute. But… alas it unfortunately was not me I have to say.
Lissandra: It was Dylan! It was Dylan and he just didn’t come in to see me. Us.
Roxxie: He thought it best that he didn’t. He didn’t think that you guys would want to see him right now, after everything that went on.
Frankie: Che cazzo di cagna. Quella cazzo di cagna, Lopa. Ha rovinato tutto! Collaborare con Dylan sarebbe stato fantastico e lei doveva rovinare tutto! [that fucking bitch. That fucking bitch, Lopa. She has ruined everything! Teaming with Dylan was going to be fantastic and she had to ruin it all!].
Allton: Woah! Frankie… I thought you left the potty mouth to Vincenzo and…at times…myself.
Allton smirks at his friends.
Frankie: Tempi disperati, capo. I tempi disperati richiedono messure disperate - non è così che va la frase? [Desperate times, boss. Desperate times call for desperate messures - isn't that how the phrase goes?]
Allton: Si. È sicuramente Frankie. [Yes. It most certainly is Frankie.]
Vincenzo and Frankie look at Allton surprised but impressed.
Allton: I’ve… I’ve been brushing up on my Italian.
Vincenzo: Your phrasin’ and pronunciation is a little off, but not a bad try boss. I say we go look for Dylan and end this BS once and for all.
Allton then looks at Lissandra who pulls out her phone.
Allton: You’re not wrong. We definitely will, BUT our huge giant has a promo to record! So Lissie?
Lissandra: On it.
Allton: Go, Frankie.
Frankie turns to face Lissandra and her phone and smiles.
Frankie: So… it’s Vicky Stone si? And ‘Fanny’?
Frankie looks around at his friends and they all nod.
What an unlucky name. So, Fanny does that mean that you’re an ass like in the US….or is it like the UK where the word ‘fanny’ is another word for vagina? Eh, boss?
Lissandra moves the phone and films Lord Allton who smirks.
Allton: It’s true, I’m afraid.
Frankie: Well whatever the case, you see bambinas… whatever the case, we’re still going to go through you. I said at the beginning of this tournament that Dylan and I can face anybody in this tournament, it doesn’t matter. Dylan and I have murdered our way through the Marcus Welsh tournament. We’re close to the end and I’m afraid girls, you don’t have a chance against Dylan and I. Some people might say that we’ve got lucky in this tourney, but you see that isn’t our fault and it isn’t even Dylan’s fault si? But you… you two have definitely got lucky to even make it THIS far in the tournament.
The difference between Dylan and I and YOU two is that whereas you two can’t stand one another - come on we can all see it, si? I do love Dylan like a brother. That’s why the two of us are definitely going to beat the two of you. See, the the name of our team may be a portmanteau of two team names the ‘A-List’ and the ‘Family’, but it’s also fact. The A-List Family isn’t just a gimmick. It’s real life. We have all known each other for many years - with the exception of Roxxie Gobbler, si… but she’s a welcome addition to the Family. She’s the boss’s girl and that’s just fine. But the rest of us? Me, Tank? Lissie? Dylan? The Boss? We’ve known each other for over a decade. There is simply no way that voi due idioti [you two idiots] are EVER going to best true Family.
Then there’s Vicky Stone. I wish I could have been there for your edition of Equality because I would have loved to see your face when you see me coming out to fuck you up. Ordinarily, si? Francisco is a lady lover and not a fighter against the female sex.
Allton: [Influence girls aside].
Frankie: Influenza aside. But you, Vicky Stone… you aren’t a lady. So all of the trouble that you’ve put the boss through recently? I’m gonna enjoy ripping you limb from limb. Does that sound harsh? Does that sound like something more like what Vincenzo would say? Heh true. I guess it is. But regardless. Even though Vincenzo is the hot headed brother, I’m the cool and calm one that you don’t wanna fuck with, si? Unluckily for you bitches, because you fucked with the boss? You HAVE fucked with me. So good luck bambinas. You’re going to fucking need it.
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Lissandra stops filming and she smiles, putting her phone away.
Lissandra: I’ll send that over to Mike later. Good job, Frankie.
Allton: Yes Frankie. Good job indeed.
Suddenly there’s a knock at the cabin door and the noise startles everyone because it comes out of nowhere. Allton nods to Tank who heads to the door and opens it. He finds Dylan standing there. Dylan goes to say something but is suddenly pushed aside as the Children of the Vard flood the room taking the A-List Family by surprise. Tank is taken down with a surprise shot from a chair by Jeremiah. The same happens to Frankie by Cedric and Ichabod gets a surprise attack on Vincenzo. Dylan stands back with his head down. The laughter of Lopa can be heard.
The only ones left standing are Roxxie, Lissandra and Allton.
Roxxie: You said you were in charge now, Dylan! You said you were taking charge! How can you let this happen?
Dylan says nothing keeping his head down. Lopa enters the cabin staring a hole through Allton. She replies to Roxxie, but her eyes remain transfixed.
Lopa: Because he was wrong and he sees the error of his ways. Well… It looks Allton, like we win again. Like *I* win again.
Allton: I’m coming for you, bitch. Dystopia XXX, this ends. Agreed?
Lopa smirks.
Lopa: I would say it already has, but I shall play your game. Agreed.
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Vincenzo: …..And I’m telling YOU, Frankie, that it was YOU that broke Mama’s favourite China set!
Frankie: That’s not how I remember it, Vincenzo! I seem to remember that it was YOU that kicked the football inside of the house, brother!
Vincenzo: Then you’re rememberin’ wrong aint’cha?
Frankie: No, I am not….
Tank merely shakes his head, sipping on a beer. Before the two brothers come to blows though, a message comes through on Tank’s phone. He signals to the brothers that they are needed upstairs.
Vincenzo: Alright then, let’s go. Frankie… we’ll settle this later.
Frankie: Si, little brother. We shall indeed.
The three bodyguards then pay for their drinks, with Frankie leaving a respectable tip and then leave the bar. Back upstairs in the A-List Family cabin Frankie enters first.
Frankie: ROXXIE!!!
Entering the room, Roxxie stands up and it's hugs all around.
Frankie: Mm bambina…… It's so good to see you, si?
Roxxie: Thanks Frankie.
While the reunions are going on, Lissandra looks through her phone. She finds a message from Vicky Stone and Fanny.
Lissandra: Hey guys, I hate to break up the happy reunion but you really should see this.
Turning to face Lissandra, the A-List Family all smile at her as she turns on the video showing the message.
Frankie: Are these two serious?
Vincenzo: It certainly looks like it, brother.
Frankie: How are these two even going to be a threat in the tournament? They can’t even get along themselves - but at the same time are best friends?! Which one is it?
Lissandra: Um… ‘frenemies’, I believe is the technical term for it.
Vincenzo: What the fuck are frenemies?!
Allton: Friends that are enemies or enemies that are friends. You see it a lot in Hollywood, right Lissie?
Lissandra: All too often actually. Take Leonardo Di Caprio and Clare Danes. They played Romeo and Juliet back in ‘97 right?
Allton: Right.
Lissandra: Off set, they could not stand one another in reality.
Allton: And what about now?
Lissandra: Oh, I don’t know. I haven’t seen nor spoken to Leo in sometime. When we get all of this BS over with, maybe we can do lunch. That would be nice.
Allton: It would. You should do that.
Lissandra: Yeah.
Frankie: Still…
Lissandra: What, Frankie?
Frankie: I wonder if Vicky Stone and Fanny are thinking the same thing about us?
Roxxie and Lissandra share a look with a sly smile.
Roxxie: I…don’t think you need to worry about Dylan and the Children of the Vard anymore, Frankie.
Lissandra: He’s coming back to us, Frankie. Dylan is coming back to the A-List Family.
Vincenzo: Well, of course he is… we’re going to fuckin’ kill the Children of the Vard bastards. Right?
Allton: Wrong.
The Larossia brothers turn to Allton.
Allton: Well, no. Not ‘wrong’. You’re right, Vincenzo. But what Lissie means…is…well…Haven’t you wondered how Roxxie made it back to us?
Vincenzo: I just thought that you went all ‘Rambo’ on the Lopa bitch.
Allton: Very cute. But… alas it unfortunately was not me I have to say.
Lissandra: It was Dylan! It was Dylan and he just didn’t come in to see me. Us.
Roxxie: He thought it best that he didn’t. He didn’t think that you guys would want to see him right now, after everything that went on.
Frankie: Che cazzo di cagna. Quella cazzo di cagna, Lopa. Ha rovinato tutto! Collaborare con Dylan sarebbe stato fantastico e lei doveva rovinare tutto! [that fucking bitch. That fucking bitch, Lopa. She has ruined everything! Teaming with Dylan was going to be fantastic and she had to ruin it all!].
Allton: Woah! Frankie… I thought you left the potty mouth to Vincenzo and…at times…myself.
Allton smirks at his friends.
Frankie: Tempi disperati, capo. I tempi disperati richiedono messure disperate - non è così che va la frase? [Desperate times, boss. Desperate times call for desperate messures - isn't that how the phrase goes?]
Allton: Si. È sicuramente Frankie. [Yes. It most certainly is Frankie.]
Vincenzo and Frankie look at Allton surprised but impressed.
Allton: I’ve… I’ve been brushing up on my Italian.
Vincenzo: Your phrasin’ and pronunciation is a little off, but not a bad try boss. I say we go look for Dylan and end this BS once and for all.
Allton then looks at Lissandra who pulls out her phone.
Allton: You’re not wrong. We definitely will, BUT our huge giant has a promo to record! So Lissie?
Lissandra: On it.
Allton: Go, Frankie.
Frankie turns to face Lissandra and her phone and smiles.
Frankie: So… it’s Vicky Stone si? And ‘Fanny’?
Frankie looks around at his friends and they all nod.
What an unlucky name. So, Fanny does that mean that you’re an ass like in the US….or is it like the UK where the word ‘fanny’ is another word for vagina? Eh, boss?
Lissandra moves the phone and films Lord Allton who smirks.
Allton: It’s true, I’m afraid.
Frankie: Well whatever the case, you see bambinas… whatever the case, we’re still going to go through you. I said at the beginning of this tournament that Dylan and I can face anybody in this tournament, it doesn’t matter. Dylan and I have murdered our way through the Marcus Welsh tournament. We’re close to the end and I’m afraid girls, you don’t have a chance against Dylan and I. Some people might say that we’ve got lucky in this tourney, but you see that isn’t our fault and it isn’t even Dylan’s fault si? But you… you two have definitely got lucky to even make it THIS far in the tournament.
The difference between Dylan and I and YOU two is that whereas you two can’t stand one another - come on we can all see it, si? I do love Dylan like a brother. That’s why the two of us are definitely going to beat the two of you. See, the the name of our team may be a portmanteau of two team names the ‘A-List’ and the ‘Family’, but it’s also fact. The A-List Family isn’t just a gimmick. It’s real life. We have all known each other for many years - with the exception of Roxxie Gobbler, si… but she’s a welcome addition to the Family. She’s the boss’s girl and that’s just fine. But the rest of us? Me, Tank? Lissie? Dylan? The Boss? We’ve known each other for over a decade. There is simply no way that voi due idioti [you two idiots] are EVER going to best true Family.
Then there’s Vicky Stone. I wish I could have been there for your edition of Equality because I would have loved to see your face when you see me coming out to fuck you up. Ordinarily, si? Francisco is a lady lover and not a fighter against the female sex.
Allton: [Influence girls aside].
Frankie: Influenza aside. But you, Vicky Stone… you aren’t a lady. So all of the trouble that you’ve put the boss through recently? I’m gonna enjoy ripping you limb from limb. Does that sound harsh? Does that sound like something more like what Vincenzo would say? Heh true. I guess it is. But regardless. Even though Vincenzo is the hot headed brother, I’m the cool and calm one that you don’t wanna fuck with, si? Unluckily for you bitches, because you fucked with the boss? You HAVE fucked with me. So good luck bambinas. You’re going to fucking need it.
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Lissandra stops filming and she smiles, putting her phone away.
Lissandra: I’ll send that over to Mike later. Good job, Frankie.
Allton: Yes Frankie. Good job indeed.
Suddenly there’s a knock at the cabin door and the noise startles everyone because it comes out of nowhere. Allton nods to Tank who heads to the door and opens it. He finds Dylan standing there. Dylan goes to say something but is suddenly pushed aside as the Children of the Vard flood the room taking the A-List Family by surprise. Tank is taken down with a surprise shot from a chair by Jeremiah. The same happens to Frankie by Cedric and Ichabod gets a surprise attack on Vincenzo. Dylan stands back with his head down. The laughter of Lopa can be heard.
The only ones left standing are Roxxie, Lissandra and Allton.
Roxxie: You said you were in charge now, Dylan! You said you were taking charge! How can you let this happen?
Dylan says nothing keeping his head down. Lopa enters the cabin staring a hole through Allton. She replies to Roxxie, but her eyes remain transfixed.
Lopa: Because he was wrong and he sees the error of his ways. Well… It looks Allton, like we win again. Like *I* win again.
Allton: I’m coming for you, bitch. Dystopia XXX, this ends. Agreed?
Lopa smirks.
Lopa: I would say it already has, but I shall play your game. Agreed.
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Word Count 1,520