Blood Brothers interview - 2nd XFW

~Marnette Patterson is shown backstage in the interview area.~

Marnette: "The tag team division in X-Force Entertainment has been heating up as of late, and my guests at this time, are at the top of the division..."

~The camera zooms out and the crowd erupts in applause as it reveals Cryl and Playboy standing at Marnettes side.~

Marnette: "The tag team champions Cryl and Playboy."

~Marnette turns to Playboy.~

Marnette: "Playboy, in your only match together, you and Cryl captured the tag team titles. It had only been mere weeks since you were surprised with the news that you are brothers."

Playboy: "That's right, Marnette. One match together, and we're already the top tag team in X-Force Entertainment."

Marnette: "Since then, what have you guys done to acclimate yourselves with each other?"

Playboy: "Well, we've learned a lot about each other, as well as shown each other some of our favourite things to do, places to go... things like that. You know, a couple of weeks ago, Cryl shows me some of his favourite hangouts... like that old cemetary on that dead end street...."

~Cryl nods his head as he continues to look into the camera.~

Playboy: "... yeah, that was cool. And..."

~Playboy taps Cryl on the chest and Cryl turns to Playboy.~

Playboy: "... yeah, that old funeral home on Jones St!"

~Cryl nods his head and looks back to the camera.~

Playboy: "...that was priceless."

~Playboy wipes his hand across his face in a little discomfort as the crowd chuckles a bit.~

Playboy: "And then I got to show him a few things. We took the private jet to Las Vegas."

~Cryl puts his hand to his forehead.~

Playboy: "But, he.. uhh... didn't like the jet much."

~Cryl shakes his head.~

Playboy: "He wasn't particularly fond of the limo ride either."

~Cryl again shakes his head.~

Playboy: "But he seemed to enjoy himself at the party in the Penthouse suite, though."

~Cryl shakes his head yet again."

Playboy: "You... you didn't enjoy the party?"

~The crowd laughs as Cryl looks to Playboy and continues to shake his head.~

Playboy: "B-but.. you were the hit of the party! Well, for a few minutes anyway!"

~Cryl looks back to the camera and sighs.~

Playboy: "At first, the ladies were intrigued by the mask, but then... kinda got a little creeped out when he wouldn't take it off, but that's not important. Didn't really handle the drinks well. The Vegas casinos didn't like the mask much, either, and they wouldn't let him in. So, yeah... coming to think of it, maybe Vegas wasn't the best idea this early on."

~Cryl nods in agreement.~

Playboy: "But, again, that doesn't matter. We will get to know each other and, with Seraphim, this family will run through and over anyone and everyone who steps in our way."

Marnette: "As of late, the Thorn brothers have been making statements about the state of the tag team division, and you guys in particular."

Playboy: "The Thorn brothers... the DAS. Which ones are they again? 'Wah, we never lost the tag team titles' or 'we need to be in every segment possible to convince ourselves and the fans that we're as good as we say we are'? Oh, that's right... they're both one and the same."

~Playboy shifts his stance and moves the tag title to the other shoulder.~

Playboy: "You see, Marnette... when you're standing in front of the camera, a microphone in front of you, no one but an interviewer around you, everyone is ten feet tall and bulletproof, and the Thorn brothers are no different."

~Playboy turns to Marnette.~

Playboy: "Do you remember those cartoon characters, Spike and Chester? Spike is the big, tough bulldog and the other is the little, yappy one encouraging Spike to fight? That's kinda like the DAS. Except, neither one is the bulldog. Both are the little, yappy terrier who forgot their A.D.D. meds jumping around 'we're going to get them, Spike, we're going to get them, Spike'."

~The crowd laughs and Playboy turns back to the camera.~

Playboy: "They have those minor little titles and think they have what it takes to go with the big boys and sit at the grown-up table. We'll give credit where credit is due... they were tag team champs before. Emphasis on WERE. Right now, these title belts say that WE are the best there is, and it'll stay that way until they're no longer ours. They can talk all they want. They want these titles, all they need to do is stop flapping their lips, get out from in front of the camera, get in the ring and take them from us."

~Playboy turns to Marnette.~

Playboy: "Sounds simple, doesn't it?"

~Playboy turns back to the camera.~

Playboy: "It is that simple, Thorns. Cryl and I... we haven't made ourselves hard to find. There isn't exactly a long line of guys you have to wait behind to face us. You want them... just come get them. We don't have anything to prove to you, so once you guys grow a set and you think you're ready, get to the GM's office, put your names on the contract, and take it to the ring. Until then, the fans, everyone else in the back, and, most importantly, you yourselves know... you're all talk. Actions speak louder than words, and you can't win these..."

~Playboy shows the tag team championship.~

Playboy: "...hiding behind a microphone. We will be waiting."

~Playboy and Cryl leave Marnette in the interview area as the scene fades to black.~

I laughed my but off to the DAS part that was great written!

Why in gods name would I want to change anything