The way James called me gay, and I support gay marriage in this, is a complete coincidence. Pretty sweet though...
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We see a line of Pepsi shoot from a drink dispenser. As the camera view pans out, we see Danny Danger is the one getting a drink from him, whilst Xplosion superstar Mr. Man gets some subs. Oh, did I mention they were in a Subway? Cause that’s kind of important… I couldn’t really find anything else in their RP’s to go off of. I realize that I did a Subway scene a long, long time ago, but alas, out of options. I digress. But anyway, Danny sits his Pepsi down onto a table and gets back in line with Manny. They are the only ones in line, save a mother and her son, whom of which doesn’t appear to be over the age of 8. Danny looks at the dude who makes the subs, to which he uses a Y in every sentence.
Mexican Dude: Yellow. Can I yelp you?
Danny Danger: Uh… yeah. One 6 inch for Manny, and a foot long for myself.
Danny winks at Manny, who punches him on the shoulder.
Mr. Man: Mine with ham and cheese, meatballs on Danny’s.
Mexican Dude: Jes, yow would jew like jer bread?
Danny Danger: Uh… what?
Mr. Man: I got it, douche.
Danny Danger: Hey, in situations like this, it’s El Senior Douche to you.
Danny chuckles, as Manny doesn’t really pay attention to it and says something in Spanish. Eventually, they get their shit and sit down at a table, not far from the mother and son. They each unwrap their subs.
Mr. Man: So uh, why Subway?
Danny Danger: I saw James Manson’s promo against me. God, it was almost as awful as Lucifer Grimm’s piece of shit. The Subway commercial was easily the most interesting thing on it.
Mr. Man: That’s pretty gay. That’s like, gay marriage gay.
Danny Danger: I’ll have you know I support gay marriage. Why wouldn’t you? Aren’t you an in the closet transgender dude?
Mr. Man: GAH! I tell you that if I dressed up for it I could look like Nelly Furtado ONCE, and suddenly I’m an in the closet tranny… besides, I was raised Catholic. I’m naturally against it.
Danny Danger: True, but come on, love is love.
Danny puts his hand on Manny’s shoulder and massages a little bit. Manny shivers and smacks Danny’s hand off.
Mr. Man: Sorry, bro, it’s just how I was raise-
Before Manny can add the D, the mother we saw before walks up to the two, holding her sons hand. She looks apauled at Danny’s views. Danny doesn’t notice them at first, but with an “Eh-hmm,” they grab his attention.
Danny Danger: Yes, ma’am? May I help you?
Mother: You support gay marriage?
Danny Danger: Totally, babe. What of it?
The mother gets a tear in her eye, and has a very serious look on her face.
Mother: How am I supposed to tell my child… that two men are getting married?
Danny laughs a little to himself before replying.
Danny Danger: So, let me get this straight. Two dudes are in love but they can’t get married because you don’t wanna talk to your ugly kid for like five fuckin’ seconds?
Mr. Man: Danny…
Danny Danger: (
standing up) Nah man, fuck that shit. In a society, in a modern day America, where murderers, convicted felons, and sometimes even fucking CHILD MOLESTERS themselves can get married as they please. Yet, your God fucking forbid two dudes tie the knot, right?
Mother: But it’s between a man and a-
Danny Danger: Don’t give me that shit. The fact we deny someone their rights based on what they put their dick in, or have put in them is contradicting the very country to which you so arrogantly set off fireworks for on July 4th.
Danny, in a rush of adrenaline, gulps the rest of his soda. He then walks out of the Subway, and Manny gets his coat and sort of apologizes to the mother and son… but come on, he’s fucking Mr. Man, why would he care? Anyway, he follows Danny, who now leans up against the hood of his dark purple Viper, lighting a cigarette in a hope to relax.
Mr. Man: Feeling any better?
Danny Danger: Man, I just can’t stand it… not so much with you, you’re not saying shit like she was. It’s just how you were raised… she’s just an in the closet lesbian with a gay, gay son.
Manny laughs a little.
Mr. Man: Let me get the keys. No way you’re driving like this.
Danny seems reluctant, but then throws Manny his keys. They get inside as Danny throws his smoke out the window. They begin to drive to the hotel where the Xplosion stars are staying this week.
Mr. Man: You need to try to not get too worked up over the stupid opinions of upper class America, man. I mean, you should be worrying about reclaiming the latter, with James and Lucifer.
Danny laughs to himself.
Danny Danger: Lucifer Grimm? James Manson? Come on, from the looks of it, they didn’t even watch my promo, to the very least not closely, bro.
Mr. Man: How do you figure?
Danny Danger: Jesus, did you see that shit? I gave like, a fuckin’ speech on that Manson douche, and he comes back with something anyone could have wrote about anything. I mean, just look.
Danny whips out his iPod Nano, and plays a clip from the James Manson promo.
James Manson: I knew Danny Danger forever and I know he can kick some ass. But its been a pretty long time since we fought and I think its going to be different this time.
Danny laughs.
Danny Danger: Honestly, I spend like, ¼ of my promo or more on this douche, and that’s all he can come up with? What an ass… such a waste of time. He’s saying that we have met before, which is news to me. If we did, and I did win as he proclaims… well, duh. Look at him, and look at me. He talks to random people from random noob feds that he owns in, like anyone here gives a fuck.
Manny laughs, turning a street corner.
Mr. Man: It isn’t that bad.
Danny Danger: Oh yeah, dude? I doubt he’ll even read this, just come up with another generic, piece of shit line that anyone could use to confront anyone, then get back to the gathering of noobs who think the more work you put into coding, the cooler it makes your shit. I will say though, bro, I am surprised he’s lasted this long… I expected him to be out the door within the first match. Ha, beats a no show and thinks he’s the shit automatically… so young. I see a little bit of myself in him.
Mr. Man: O’rly?
Danny Danger: Yeah, but with a couple of huge differences. First of all, when I first started doing my shit, I didn’t waste time. Sure, I did a little situation or something before I got into it, but the second the laughs were threw, I killed it with some of the most heated anyone here has ever seen from a noob. 2 months in as Danny, and people were talking like mad. And not talking as in me doing roleplays where I read magazines, but actually talking about me
Mr. Man: Yeah, we fuckin’ hated you though.
Danny Danger: And? As I knew when I started, and as I do now, we aren’t here for friends, which is something this James Manson douche will have to learn Wednesday, whether he wants to or not. He’s very friendly, and doesn’t appear to ever want to disrespect another wrestler… when he’s too young to realize that “disrespect” is what earns you respect. Dog eat dog, and Danny eat James.
Danny laughs a little.
Mr. Man: Man, that sounded kinda gay, and James’ a homophobe enough as is.
Danny Danger: Say what dude?
Mr. Man: Didn’t you see his last promo? He pretty much fuckin’ flipped when he saw the whole eWe Gay Best Friend thing. Changed his pace a lot for his second.
Danny laughs again.
Danny Danger: Ha, wait ‘til Vinnie tags his ass as well. James, you don’t get it, do you? I mean, granted you’re like 8 years old or something, but all this Gay, Gay7X, oh and btw he’s a fag shit isn’t gonna get you wins here… besides, who protested the bible, and yet is more scared of me for my sexuality than Luke himself? James Manson… poser! Let me talk to the writers, see if they can work in a little kiss from me at the end of the match whilst you’re knocked the fuck out... besides, thinks
I'm gay? What's with him and Zach whatever his name is?... They seem pretty tight.
Manny laughs.
Mr. Man: OK, enough of the whole bi-curious thing. How about that other dude, the one who didn’t even read your roleplay in the first place.
Danny Danger: Lucifer Grimm?
Mr. Man: I suppose…
Danny Danger: Ugh, don’t even get me started on him. True sir, Mr. Grimm, in both mine and your opinions, the bible is a lie. Yet, you actually believe I was saved? Fuck man, did you just read the title of my shit, and go off that? Totally not cool, bro. No wonder you’re using the old bastard Chris Steel as the coat tails to which you’ll ride… but even that doesn’t amount to much, bro.
Mr. Man: Hey, I mark for Steel.
Danny Danger: I do, too… but let’s be real. The dude is garbage. Everytime he gets up to where he can make a name for himself, he blows it, and it’s the same with this Lucifer dude. I don’t care how many noobs he beats on Download and the opening matches on Xplosion, but once he gets up to the big one, ala Eighteen, it’s over.
Mr. Man: You too have that problem.
Danny Danger: Correction, I did. It’s obvious I have improved. Hell, I’m facing a World Champ next week dude.
Mr. Man: Stay focused. On with Lucifer.
Danny Danger: What’s there to be “on” about? He choke slammed a preacher, YaYz… It doesn’t take away from the fact the fucker didn’t watch/read/whatever you wanna call it in the first place.
Mr. Man: You’re starting to ramble…
Danny Danger: So? Did are you keeping track of the shit they’re putting out? I might as well ramble, cause all they can talk about is my joke-nickname, or the title of my RP.
Danny laughs again as Manny turns into the hotel. They both get out as Manny throws the keys to Danny, and begin walking up the steps to their individual rooms. They share the black people hand shake thing, and Manny goes into his room. Danny keeps walking, and gets to his door marked 13.
Danny Danger: Ha, of course. See, Grimm and Manson, on Wednesday, the 13th of February, you both will feel the stinging pain of defeat, as I turn my career around faster than Don pumps Randy Orton. James Manson… Lucifer Grimm…
you can fucking quote that!Danny turns into his hotel, ending the scene.
