Second Best

[Quickenbosh]

[Fade In]



Quickenbosh:

I truly love this town. From my home on Brookside Drive to the Wilson Memorial Park. Right down to the center of town where Myers Food Rite sits. But now I am leaving to embark on a new voyage. One that takes me to Albany, New York.......Valor Before Glory and Will Dinero. Will, all of the sudden you started to run your mouth off about being better than me. You can talk all you want about being better. But come Sunday, I plan on proving it right in the middle of the squared circle.

[Shane rolls the window up and leans against the corner of the seat. He raises his left leg up onto the bench seating and relaxes.]

Quickenbosh:

Will Dinero, they call you "The Money Man". Its obvious you have every toy imaginable. The best trainers in the world. Anything and everything, your heart desires. That's what's different about you and I, Dinero. I have to crawl and scrape for everything I want. While you are on some gorgeous beach, surrounded by even more gorgeous women, I am sitting in a taxi cab that smells like microwaved burritos and day old slurpies.

[The driver takes offense to that remark and takes a right at an increasing and disturbing amount of speed. Quickenbosh is thrown against the door, holding on for dear life.]

Quickenbosh:

Sorry about that. Dinero....you are right about something. According to recent history, you did emerge the victor. Like said before......I learn from history. I learn from the recent history and I won't make the same mistakes in that ring again. This Sunday, "Lightning Quick" Shane Quickenbosh plans to rewrite history. There is no denying your ability in that ring. I know you're the second best Junior Heavyweight on the planet. This Sunday, I will show you why I am the first. Remember Dinero.......lightning has a habit of striking....when you least expect it.

[Quickenbosh rolls down his window again and looks off into the clear blue sky. Suddenly a flash of lightning and the crackle of thunder can be seen and heard. Quickenbosh smiles, as the cab continues its trek to the airport.]

[Fade Out]

[Quickenbosh]

ooc: I certainly could not let Dinero outstage me. I'm sure he will get another roleplay out before the deadline in an attempt to even the score. I can only hope I will have time to respond. Good job Will!

[Bailey]

Wow! 3 Rps...great job! ;D

[Money]

WTF?! You rpd again!?