FRANKIE EMERSON RP
:::== The scene opens up with a shot of a large school gymnasium. There’s a large sign that reads “Career day”, and scattered throughout the gym is children, teachers, and professionals of the career they are representing standing near tables with the label of their job. We pan around, getting a shot of all the different panels, kids lined up at all of them except for one: a table that reads “Professional Wrestler: Frankie Emerson”. Frankie sits there with a goofy smile on his face, waving to the uninterested kids that scoff at him on the way by. After a moment, the man; the myth; the legend... Brandon Harris enters the scene. He looks around for a moment before letting out a sigh and going to find Frankie; just accepting that the places he is forced to find Frankie and conduct his interviews will never be normal. He approaches Frankie, he stands to great the wrestling journalist.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Jeesum Brando it’s about time! I’ve been waiting here for you for hours! Days even!
Brandon Harris: … you told me to meet you here at noon. It’s 11:45. I’m early-
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Enough of your lies you wombat! We have a lot of things to cover and I’m ready, I’m focused, I’m good to go! Get out your notebook and prepare for the best interview of your life!
Brandon Harris: Alright great! That’s what I like to hear, a nice change of pace too if I can add. Ok so first question. Your last showing in PWP was… well… not so appealing. You got a first round by in the title tournament then lost to Flex Johnson in the second round in mere seconds. A lot of important people were watching that tournament. How do you feel about that?
:::== Silence. Brandon is looking down at his notebook ready to write. However when the silence doesn’t break, he looks up at Frankie and quickly becomes annoyed.
:::==Brandon Harris: Franki-… what the hell are you doing!?
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Huhwhat? Oh hold on a minute I was playing Flappy Birds and I was coming close to my personal record; 13! DAMMIT BRANDON YOU MADE ME LOSE.
Brandon Harris: Good… now can we get going? I thought you said you were read-… you hit play again didn’t you…
Frankie “The Face” Emerson(clearly still playing): I don’t wanna talk about it…
:::== Brandon throws his hands up and looks to leave. Frankie looks up and grabs him by the arm and pulls him back.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Wait no come back! I’ve barely made it over the word count and I have no match relevance yet!
Brandon Harris: Well then straighten up and get your mind ri-… wait what did you say?
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Nothing. Anyways, your question was how do I feel about being betrayed by a man I thought was my new best friend, correct!?
Brandon Harris: Best fri-… you guys teamed once in a randomly thrown together tag team match. How could you be best friends?
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Team Michael Jackson will live on forever Brando don’t you ever underestimate that! Flex was just overcome by greed, he was taken by the moment and took a cheap shot because he wanted the PWP title. I’m going to forgive him this time because I’m a benevolent gentleman, but if he does it again by golly I’mma give him a black eye!!
Brandon Harris: … … … Lets move on.
Voice: HEY!
:::== A kid, 8 or 9 walks up to Frankie’s booth.
:::==Kid: You’re Frankie Emerson, the professional wrestler right?
:::== Frankie looks at his sign, then the kid, then his sign again and prepares to say something rude, but Brandon intervenes.
:::==Brandon Harris: Why yes he is!
Kid: WOW! I’ve never met a wrestling star before! Can I get a picture with you?
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Of course! Do you have a camera?
Kid: YUP! My mom wanted me to take pictures of all the things I wanna be when I grow up.
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: That’s nice of her. Is your mom hot? Would she like to visit the #BoneZone?
Kid: What--?
Brandon Harris: ALRIGHTY THEN… here let me hold your lunch box and I’ll take your picture together ok?
Kid: OK!
:::== He hands Brandon the camera and his lunch box, and scurries over to Frankie. Frankie poses with the kid, and for a moment Brandon smiles as he takes the picture, thinking that maybe Frankie isn’t all bad.
:::==Kid: Thanks Frankie!
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: The pleasure was mine bud! That’ll be $10.
Kid and Brandon Harris: What!?
:::== Brandon and the kid share the same shock level.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Read the small print.
:::== Underneath “Professional Wrestler: Frankie Emerson”, in about 7 Times New Roman font reads “pictures, autographs, Morgan Freeman impressions, or any other special requests: $10 each”. The kids face turns pale.
:::==Kid: But but but…
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: $10 kid or I’ll call the cops, and you and your parents will be sent to jail and I’ll kick your puppy!
Kid: I don’t have a puppy!
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: YOU WONT ONCE I GET DONE WITH IT!
Kid: You’re mean!!!!! WAHHHHHHHH!!! I NEVER SHOULD HAVE COME!
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: YEAH THAT’S WHAT YOUR MOTHER SAID!
:::== The kid runs off crying, and Frankie sits back down with a smile. Brandon however is petrified.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Hahaha silly kids these days. Hey, what’s he have in here?
:::== Frankie takes the lunch box and ruffles through it, his face lighting up.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Turkey sandwhich!? SCORE! And… awwwww snapppp… SNACK PACK!
:::== Brandon looks on frozen in awe as Frankie snacks on the sandwhich and stuffs the snack pack into his bag.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: HEY KID… YOU FORGOT YOUR APPLE!
:::== Frankie tosses the lunch box over his shoulder and lays his feet on the table, stuffing his face with the sandwhich.
:::==Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Anyways, *nom nom* you were asking me something? *Nom*
Brandon Harris: ………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. *Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*. This week your facing someone who is no stranger to you; Alexis Makarios; the person you made your debut against. The first match… didn’t go so well for you. You lost in under a minute, pretended to be blind for like a month, and got assaulted by her then-best friend Eddie Lopez. And now Alexis is more vicious and more skilled than ever.
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: More vicious!? She jammed her fingers into my cornea! What is she going to do this time, snap my neck and feed me to kangaroos!?
Brandon Harris: Highly unlikely.
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: I don’t want to get eaten by a kangaroo Brandon! They’re like giant rats that can jump and use their tail to fight, and kick, and carry babies in their crotch pouch.
Brandon Harris: … so they’re nothing like rats…
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Your mother’s a rat.
Brandon Harris: Classy.
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: But yeah; I’ve been through the storm Brando. Alexis blinded me and took away my ability to see anything! ANYTHING! I couldn’t even see BOOBS for like a month!!! It was traumatizing! I still have nightmares about it Frankie! Nightmares of this sexy voice approaching me and saying “Frankie Emerson you so hot… take me to the #BoneZone right now!!!” and I can’t see her! What Alexis Makbhybuinnjnieninrinvinivfannjug@gmail.com did to me is unacceptable and unforgivable! Alexis thinks she’s some big deal now because she’s going for world titles and is all accomplished and what not!? Well you know what I’ve been doing!? I’ve… well… um…
Brandon Harris: …
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: I… SHE BLINDED ME BRANDON AND IT’S UNFORGIVABLE!
Brandon Harris: Yeah I got that. I think we’re done here…
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Yeah lets blow this popsicle stand!
Brandon Harris: Don’t you have to stay for career day?
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: Nah, I’m not making any money here. Worst autograph signing ever.
Brandon Harris: It’s a career fair not a-… whatever.
:::== The two begin to head for the door, when Frankie a teacher approaches them, with the kid next to her.
:::==Teacher: Frankie Emerson! Did you make this kid cry!?
Frankie “The Face” Emerson: What? Me? No way. But hey while you’re here… do you know what this shirt is made of?
:::== Fade to black.
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