Post by Hobo on Feb 26, 2018 15:55:38 GMT -5
The scene opens to show Hobo standing just outside of a huge network of boxes in the alley behind the Action Wrestling arena. He is rubbing his eyes and looking around wild-eyed, his hair almost as crazy as his hair. Hobo sees the camera man pass by the alley and he hollers at him.
Hobo: Hey sonny, come on back here now, y'hear?
The camera man curses internally as he turns around and walks to the alley entrance, keeping his distance from the smelly homeless man.
Hobo: Hey there, sonny. What time is my match?
The camera man looks dumbstruck.
Camera Man: What the hell are you talking about?
Hobo levels a withering eye at the camera man.
Hobo: Ye know xactly what I'm talkin bout. My match in Action Rasslin, I'm hankerin for my debut match victory and a big ass god damn sandwich.
The Camera Man laughs and stares over at Hobo with unhidden mirth.
Camera Man: Bro, your match was last week, you missed it.
Angrily, Hobo kicks the box that was once his living room out of anger.
Hobo: Dagnabbit! I knew I shouldn't have taken them fancy pills that powdery-mouthed skinny man sold me. I slept right through it!
The Camera Man laughs once again.
Camera Man: Well, go inside the building and see if they'll let you show up for another match. Also, maybe ask them to let you shower and get a bag of chips or something.
Hobo brightens up at this and smiles.
Hobo: I thank ye, sonny. I'll give it a try.
Hobo now reaches inside the second box which is his bathroom and he grabs his piss jugs and tosses them down the alley, where they explode open, pouring piss all over the ground and decorating the brick walls of the alley like a Jackson Pollock painting.
Hobo: I'm on my way!
Hobo now proudly walks around the corner and steps into the building as the scene fades to black.
Hobo: Hey sonny, come on back here now, y'hear?
The camera man curses internally as he turns around and walks to the alley entrance, keeping his distance from the smelly homeless man.
Hobo: Hey there, sonny. What time is my match?
The camera man looks dumbstruck.
Camera Man: What the hell are you talking about?
Hobo levels a withering eye at the camera man.
Hobo: Ye know xactly what I'm talkin bout. My match in Action Rasslin, I'm hankerin for my debut match victory and a big ass god damn sandwich.
The Camera Man laughs and stares over at Hobo with unhidden mirth.
Camera Man: Bro, your match was last week, you missed it.
Angrily, Hobo kicks the box that was once his living room out of anger.
Hobo: Dagnabbit! I knew I shouldn't have taken them fancy pills that powdery-mouthed skinny man sold me. I slept right through it!
The Camera Man laughs once again.
Camera Man: Well, go inside the building and see if they'll let you show up for another match. Also, maybe ask them to let you shower and get a bag of chips or something.
Hobo brightens up at this and smiles.
Hobo: I thank ye, sonny. I'll give it a try.
Hobo now reaches inside the second box which is his bathroom and he grabs his piss jugs and tosses them down the alley, where they explode open, pouring piss all over the ground and decorating the brick walls of the alley like a Jackson Pollock painting.
Hobo: I'm on my way!
Hobo now proudly walks around the corner and steps into the building as the scene fades to black.