Post by The Lockwood Party on Feb 16, 2015 12:51:18 GMT -5
BACK @ OCW HQ..
More associates of The Lockwood Party have arrived. Outside of the building they block the entrance. Fires burn in barrels.
Inside the building they stalk the halls. Punk rockers are everywhere. The Buzzcocks blast throughout the building. The floor is littered with broken beer bottles and cigarette butts. The punks have pissed on the walls, shit on the floor and vomited on the front desk.
Inside Dean's office, 15 punks including the Lockwoods, still occupy it. Aimee is passed out in her own puke after crushing a 24, Tom sits in Deans chair while Jack stands beside him, getting inked by a tattoo artist. Tom speaks.
"Quite a party Huh Dean? Still no word from you, That's ok though. We will be heard. As far as I'm concerned ItsuPuma is non existent here, They can say whatever the fuck they want, To me, and my friends, They've lost their chance, Now give us ours. This party will go all night and we will reduce this place to a pile of rubble unless we get what we want. Make the right call Dean, It's all on you buddy."
In the middle of getting an OCW logo tattooed on his arm, Jack speaks.
"Dean, Where are you? Whats the word pecker head? We in or out? Without us you don't have a fucking tag team match, consider that. Get off your ass and make a move Prez. You know where we are.. and ItsuPuma, Go back to fucking Japan, This is an opportunity you have forfeited."
The artist finishes Jack's OCW tat, as Tom lights a smoke. The OCW camera fades out again as a joint is being passed around and a line of cocaine is consumed off a picture of President Dean and a woman, presumeably his wife.
More associates of The Lockwood Party have arrived. Outside of the building they block the entrance. Fires burn in barrels.
Inside the building they stalk the halls. Punk rockers are everywhere. The Buzzcocks blast throughout the building. The floor is littered with broken beer bottles and cigarette butts. The punks have pissed on the walls, shit on the floor and vomited on the front desk.
Inside Dean's office, 15 punks including the Lockwoods, still occupy it. Aimee is passed out in her own puke after crushing a 24, Tom sits in Deans chair while Jack stands beside him, getting inked by a tattoo artist. Tom speaks.
"Quite a party Huh Dean? Still no word from you, That's ok though. We will be heard. As far as I'm concerned ItsuPuma is non existent here, They can say whatever the fuck they want, To me, and my friends, They've lost their chance, Now give us ours. This party will go all night and we will reduce this place to a pile of rubble unless we get what we want. Make the right call Dean, It's all on you buddy."
In the middle of getting an OCW logo tattooed on his arm, Jack speaks.
"Dean, Where are you? Whats the word pecker head? We in or out? Without us you don't have a fucking tag team match, consider that. Get off your ass and make a move Prez. You know where we are.. and ItsuPuma, Go back to fucking Japan, This is an opportunity you have forfeited."
The artist finishes Jack's OCW tat, as Tom lights a smoke. The OCW camera fades out again as a joint is being passed around and a line of cocaine is consumed off a picture of President Dean and a woman, presumeably his wife.