Post by TLS on Feb 11, 2022 18:38:08 GMT -5
Las Vegas, made a quick recovery once the sanctions were lifted. Old people at the penny slots, young people at the roulette table, and drunkards playing 5 dollar black so they can get free booze. It's 68 degrees out in the streets as people crowd the sidewalk making their way to their next destination. In front of the Planet Hollywood, a street performer dressed as Michael Jackson is doing the moonwalk as the crowd cheers him on. A drunk man yells out from the crowd , "That ain't no Michael Jackson, that's Michael Crackson!". He turns to the guy beside him , "get it, cuzz he's probably a crackhead." He giggles and takes another swig of his frozen daiquiri.
The Stranger doesn't respond to him. The drunk man laughs to himself, then realizes the man next to him is wearing a full faced mask with some strange markings. "What kind of shit are you on man? You know you don't have to wear a mask out here?"
The Stranger responds, "some people wear masks to protect themselves from others. While some of us wear masks to protect others."
"What a freak." the drunk guy mumbles.
"I bet that the fake Michael Jackson could kick your ass." The Stranger says as leans into the drunk guy.
"Billy Jean" starts to play as the street performer does a spin, kicks his feet out, then grabs his crotch. The 50 or so people standing around cheer a holler at him. A child steps out from the crowd and drops some money into a hat that is placed on the ground to collect donations.
The Drunk man shouts out, " What a loser! I can dance better than him."
Suddenly, with a nudge and a shove, the drunk guy finds himself in the center of the crowd. The street performer, thinking that the man is going to place a donation into his hat motions for the man to move towards him. The drunk man puts his daiquiri down and then moves close to the street performer. He starts to gyrate his hips and moves clumsily to the music. The crowd begins to cheer him at first, then starts to get annoyed as he begins to get in the way of the actual street performer.
Realizing that the Drunk man is not going to place a donation in the hat, the street performer moonwalks close to the drunkard and tells him in his best Michael Jackson voice. "Get the fuck out of here asshole, you're fucking up my money."
The Drunkard, grabs the street performer and tries to twirl him around.
This infuriates the fake Michael Jackson as he kicks the man in the groin and shouts out "Hee. Hee!"
The Drunk man falls to the ground, but gets up quickly, he rushes towards Michael. Michael sidesteps him and performs a judo throw. The crowd is cheering on Michael as he begins to pummel the drunkard. An Elvis impersonator and a short fat guy in a Spider Man suit comes rushing through the crowd. They pull Michael of the Drunkard and usher him away before the cops come. The crowd disperses as the drunk man is lying there, his lip a little bloodied, his pants a little wet from a trickle of pee that he couldn't hold in as he was getting his ass beat by the King of Pop.
The Stranger walks up to the man and looks down at him.
"Some people need to know where their place is in the world. And they need to stay in that place. You my friend learned that lesson the hard way. There is another person who will learn that lesson this Monday. Someone who goes by the name of Renee Mcrae. i'm not sure if this person is a man or woman, you can't tell nowadays by just the name alone. But this person was probably like you. They probably watched a wrestling show, thought to themselves, "hey, I can do this." And then made the mistake of getting themself in a wrestling ring with someone like me. TLS knows no boundaries in the ring. I'll do whatever it takes to prove to the world that I'm still the most dangerous man in this business. "
The drunk man gathers himself and gets into a seated position. "What are you talking about you freak? Get me some help, I think one of my ribs is cracked."
TLS doesn't actually hear what the man said and continues on.
" We are only weeks away from an event unlike no other. I've waited, I've bided my time, but when that day comes, I'll finished what I started with Outcast 20 years ago. I'll send him back to the depths of hell that he disappeared to after I beat him the last time around, and this time he will not be coming back."
2 beat walkers finally arrive on the scene. They look around and question the people walking by, but none of them were around when the drunk guys was getting beat up by Michael Jackson.
"The guy in that stupid mask, he saw everything, go as him." The drunkard pleads with one of the cops.
The beat walkers look around but no strange man in a stupid mask is anywhere to be found. They help the drunk man up and radio for an ambulance.
Across the street in front of the Bellagio Fountains, a crowd has gathered to watch an overweight man in a thong play the electric guitar. Amongst the crowd is a group of college kids on their first trip alone in Vegas. They start to heckle the naked guitar player.
A Stranger in a full faced mask is standing beside them, he taps one of them on the shoulder and says. "I'll bet that fat guy could kick your ass."
The Stranger doesn't respond to him. The drunk man laughs to himself, then realizes the man next to him is wearing a full faced mask with some strange markings. "What kind of shit are you on man? You know you don't have to wear a mask out here?"
The Stranger responds, "some people wear masks to protect themselves from others. While some of us wear masks to protect others."
"What a freak." the drunk guy mumbles.
"I bet that the fake Michael Jackson could kick your ass." The Stranger says as leans into the drunk guy.
"Billy Jean" starts to play as the street performer does a spin, kicks his feet out, then grabs his crotch. The 50 or so people standing around cheer a holler at him. A child steps out from the crowd and drops some money into a hat that is placed on the ground to collect donations.
The Drunk man shouts out, " What a loser! I can dance better than him."
Suddenly, with a nudge and a shove, the drunk guy finds himself in the center of the crowd. The street performer, thinking that the man is going to place a donation into his hat motions for the man to move towards him. The drunk man puts his daiquiri down and then moves close to the street performer. He starts to gyrate his hips and moves clumsily to the music. The crowd begins to cheer him at first, then starts to get annoyed as he begins to get in the way of the actual street performer.
Realizing that the Drunk man is not going to place a donation in the hat, the street performer moonwalks close to the drunkard and tells him in his best Michael Jackson voice. "Get the fuck out of here asshole, you're fucking up my money."
The Drunkard, grabs the street performer and tries to twirl him around.
This infuriates the fake Michael Jackson as he kicks the man in the groin and shouts out "Hee. Hee!"
The Drunk man falls to the ground, but gets up quickly, he rushes towards Michael. Michael sidesteps him and performs a judo throw. The crowd is cheering on Michael as he begins to pummel the drunkard. An Elvis impersonator and a short fat guy in a Spider Man suit comes rushing through the crowd. They pull Michael of the Drunkard and usher him away before the cops come. The crowd disperses as the drunk man is lying there, his lip a little bloodied, his pants a little wet from a trickle of pee that he couldn't hold in as he was getting his ass beat by the King of Pop.
The Stranger walks up to the man and looks down at him.
"Some people need to know where their place is in the world. And they need to stay in that place. You my friend learned that lesson the hard way. There is another person who will learn that lesson this Monday. Someone who goes by the name of Renee Mcrae. i'm not sure if this person is a man or woman, you can't tell nowadays by just the name alone. But this person was probably like you. They probably watched a wrestling show, thought to themselves, "hey, I can do this." And then made the mistake of getting themself in a wrestling ring with someone like me. TLS knows no boundaries in the ring. I'll do whatever it takes to prove to the world that I'm still the most dangerous man in this business. "
The drunk man gathers himself and gets into a seated position. "What are you talking about you freak? Get me some help, I think one of my ribs is cracked."
TLS doesn't actually hear what the man said and continues on.
" We are only weeks away from an event unlike no other. I've waited, I've bided my time, but when that day comes, I'll finished what I started with Outcast 20 years ago. I'll send him back to the depths of hell that he disappeared to after I beat him the last time around, and this time he will not be coming back."
2 beat walkers finally arrive on the scene. They look around and question the people walking by, but none of them were around when the drunk guys was getting beat up by Michael Jackson.
"The guy in that stupid mask, he saw everything, go as him." The drunkard pleads with one of the cops.
The beat walkers look around but no strange man in a stupid mask is anywhere to be found. They help the drunk man up and radio for an ambulance.
Across the street in front of the Bellagio Fountains, a crowd has gathered to watch an overweight man in a thong play the electric guitar. Amongst the crowd is a group of college kids on their first trip alone in Vegas. They start to heckle the naked guitar player.
A Stranger in a full faced mask is standing beside them, he taps one of them on the shoulder and says. "I'll bet that fat guy could kick your ass."