Whose round is it?

by Topher Mod Sun Apr 24, 2016 11:30 pm

Bloody Brit is sat at a bar having a lager….

Guy 1 : Well..well…well look what we have here..

Bloody Brit : The fuck do you want.

Guy 1 : Ain’t you that wrestler off TV who used to wear that face-paint, what is it CMV or some shit, dancing around in tights, pathetic.

Guy 2 : Yea he’s part of that Foreign Affairs, why don’t you fuck off back to England.

Bloody Brit : Fa fuck sake, really ya really wanna mess with me after I’ve had some lagers.

Guy 1 : Well there’s 2 of us and only 1 of you….. Where are your buddies?

Guy 2 : Probably dancing in that ring on Fusion or some shit.

Bloody Brit : ya really starting to piss me off ya know.

Guy 1 : Awww are you gonna cry, you want your mommy.

The guy grabs Bloody Brit’s lager….

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As this is happens we cut to Oliver Caine and Mike Miles walking up to the pub…

Octopus : Ya sure this is the right place Miles?

All of a sudden a guy is sent crashing through the pub’s window and lands near Foreign Affairs.

Miles : Yea this is the place…

Miles and Oliver enter the pub to see Bloody Brit smashing the shit out of the other guy….

Bloody Brit : HAHAHAHAHA is this fake ya fat fucker, mess with my lager will ya.

Bar tender : Fuck this…..

Bar tender goes into cellar, locking himself down there out of the way.

Another guy grabs a bar stool and smashes it against Bloody Brits back.

Bloody Brit : AAAAAAH YA CUNT.

Oliver and Miles rush the guy and start beating the crap out of him, They set him on top of the bar and slide him all the way to the end. Oliver then grabs him and sends him head first into the Juke Box. A song by Prince plays.

Bloody Brit : Good song choice Octopus….. Look out behind ya though.

Some guy grabs Oliver, but he is too strong for the guy and sends him flying onto the pool table.

Miles : Hey Andrews wanna play pool….?

Miles throws a pool cue at Andrews, who catches it.

Bloody Brit : Cheers mate…

Bloody Brit and Mike Miles start using the pool cues by whacking the guy laying on the pool table over and over again.

Bloody Brit : Think you won that game Miles, drinks are on me.

Oliver : Jesus what a mess this place is, lets go to next pub….

Foreign Affairs leave the pub, they see the guy who was sent through the window is still on the floor curled up from the pain...so Andrew kicks him hard in the ribs.

Bloody Brit : Stay down ya prick.

They start walking to next pub…

Oliver : Can’t leave ya alone for 5 minutes Andrews can we?

Bloody Brit : Hey don’t blame me if those fuckers wanna start shit.

Miles : Well it was fun…..Oh have ya heard ya finally got your rematch against Morgan Jackson… Cole Savage has made a poll for the CMV universe, And if your match wins the vote then the match will be a number 1 contenders match, Winner to face Jimmaurie Williams at Absolution for the International title.

Bloody Brit : Sounds good to me, if shit goes my way and my match wins the vote, Then I’ll fuck up Morgan bad hopefully there'll be no shitty referee this time to screw me over. Then me and Jimmaurie for the title could happen, Hell I was the 1st special guest on his little show The Sneak Peak… I haven’t forgotten the disrespect he showed me, remember when he introduced me and was like “How’s it been…nah don’t really care”… Well he better care if he faces me at Absolution, cuz if he shows me disrespect again, I’ll take his International title and leave him in a pool of blood like those fuckers we just took care off…. Now whose round is it ….Oh it’s my round…fuck.