Posted by Alternative 2.0 on July 2, 2004, 2:01 am, in reply to "And the promo is random and... random"

Brad Andrews has something else on his mind. “Hey, Jonny, you up man?” “BOOYA!” “I’ll take that as a yes.” Jonny Bravo, wearing tiger striped pants and a black muscle shirt, jumped through the doorway, posed in midair, and hit the floor sliding in a totally sweet fashion. Only what he really did was hit the doorframe with his head, fall ass first into the kitchen. The polyester shirt provided no friction, and so he slid on his backside across the room and out the other doorway. Brad shakes his head. Opening the freezer, he pulls out a packet of Bacon Egg and Cheese Hot Pockets and sticks some in the microwave. “Jon, man, be serious. You’ve already got half the CAL wishing you’d catch SARS and die.” “That is not good! OH NO!” “####s sake man, what the hell is with that? Anyway, check this out Red Axis.” Maybe the thought that half the CAL wishes him dead due to annoyance factor calms Jonny down somewhat, as he walks into the kitchen without doing anything other than walking in and sitting down. I think I forgot to mention that there’s a table pushed against the wall, it’s where they eat breakfast and talk while they’re waiting to eat food of the sort that needs to be heated or spoils if not kept cold. “Red Axis. Jack Cross and Slava Yakolinov. Brad type dude, you have got your work cut out for you on this one.” “Huh. Because I thought they were just more of the stereotype wrestler who doesn’t realize that he’s a wrestler, doesn’t like his name associated with the business, mucks around doing who knows what off camera all week or whatever time period it is between cards, then shows up on the cards and does whatever he does, and then boom, gone again.” “For all you know, Brad, they could be training. You don’t have a camera around 24/7.” “Sure I do. There’s one right there, look.” Brad points straight at the camera. Jonny looks straight into it. Then he jumps back, holding half his face. “AARGH! There’s lights and shiny things and it’s bright in there! My eye hurts!” Brad shakes his head, because there’s really nothing else he can do. I forgot to mention it, but he hasn’t died his hair yet, so it’s its natural dark brown color, and it’s all shaggy. “Dude, you were telling me about Red Axis?” Jonny doesn’t answer. Instead, he hops around holding his eye and howling. The microwave dings. Brad stands up to go get his Hot Pocket out of it, but Jonny recovers. He grabs it, and promptly burns his hand as the liquid cheese and egg shoot out of the compressed pastry breakfast. “Stupid ####er well, I guess it’s back to the old standby making up a bunch of shit and calling it a smacktalk promo.” “But I’ll do it after breakfast or something.” As has been stated before, Miah DeVan is not a bad kid. Miah has integrity, and he has discovered bravery. If you followed Alternative 2.0’s adventurers prior to their defense at Absolute Power, you saw Miah DeVan attempt to better himself as an athlete. He went to a gym to train. To attempt to keep Miah thinking himself no good, Jonny got his girlfriend Kay – a muscle chick, for the record, don’t ask me please – to act as Miah’s sparring partner. Hiding her physique under a baggy T-shirt and long pants, the resulting sparring session made Miah think he wasn’t able to stand up to a 5 ft 2 blonde girl in a semi-competitive situation. For the record, he still doesn’t know that it was a setup. Although he’s starting to think that something was fishy about the whole ordeal. But the situation involving Kay, ended with Miah more determined than ever to figure out what was going wrong with him personally, and what he could do to improve that. In short, the incident gave Miah DeVan a burning desire to become the best wrestler he possibly could be. He’s no stupid kid. He knows that the wrestlers he looked up to – his cousin, Jeffy, Jeffy’s girlfriend Heidi, and the other LBWFers he became acquainted with through following his cousin’s career, Mr. Dude, Freddy Phoenix, Big D, Brandon Pride – he knows that none of them ever claimed to have made a career in an instant. Furthermore, he got quite the chuckle out of Brad poking holes in the stories that Jon Laslow in particular built around himself to make himself look better. He’s paid his dues, and he’s proud of it. Truth be told, Miah would rather BWWa have a training camp, for many reasons. Logistics, among other things. That and the thing he’s thinking about well, he’s not in really great standing with the owner of the place. But fuck it, he’s already in Florida. And what’s the worst that could happen? He could get hit with the Burn Baby Burn, and while that would be very unpleasant, maybe if Cito Conarri hit him with it, he’d be able to duplicate the move. Damned if he just can’t quite get the timing right