Post by Ryan Zane on Mar 22, 2015 12:54:47 GMT -5
In the back area at NGSE office headquarters we see newly signed NGSE star, Ryan Zane smoking on a cigarette and drinking a dark roast coffee. He bobs his head to whatever song he is listening to into is Ipod as LC Jackson, the voice of NGSE walks by. Ryan instantly recognizes him.
Ryan Zane runs up behind LC and pokes him in the ribs with his index finger. LC immediately turns around and gives Ryan and heated look. Ryan takes out his head phones where Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel can be clearly heard.
“LCJ! What up, dawg!?! What’s happening, my brother from another mother as the cool kids say…”
LC fixes looks at Ryan Zane. “Oh… yeah… hey. You’re the new guy right? Ryan Zed-Zoom…Zaa- - -”
Ryan interrupting “ZANE! And yes, that’s me. Guilty. As. Charged.” Ryan laughs. “I’m telling you man, it’s great to be here. Nice headquarters and what not. I think I’m going to like it here.”
LC Jackson nods. “Damn good to hear my man. Good luck, I have to do some advert voice overs for NGSE now, so I’ll talk to you later and…”
Ryan cutting him off not really listening to LC. “Yep. Yep. Yep. Got the contract and signed. Dotted the T’s and crossed the I’s. You know how it is? Hoping to get on that Kentucky show in a few weeks. Going to be HUGE! And I can’t wait to make my debut here in this pliz-ace.”
“Pliz-ace, huh? Okay. Right on, brother.” LC laughs scratching his chin. “So you need help with anything? I need to get going otherwise.”
Ryan rubbing his chin. “Hmmm. I wouldn’t say I need ‘help’ per se. Just a quick question. I know the talent here is pretty A-Class. I mean the Carmine Reaper. Jamie Jackson. KEG. Ethan Birch among others. All top-notch talents involved with NGSE. I get it. It’s going to be a rough start for me but…” Ryan gets closer to LC with his arms crossed with a creepy smirk on his face. “What about the women here? Some fine piece of Asses if you ask me.” Leans even closer to LC. “Any tips on how to get one of these fine ladies phone numbers here. I mean Rebekka, Deacon, Kiana. I mean damn, son! And I’m not a home wrecker or anything. But Rhya Birch is one fine looking specimen. If you know what I mean? The things I would do to her.. Can you imagine? Are you? Are you imagining it right now? I am.”
“No, man! Shit. You better watch what you say around here. If her man Ethan don’t kick your ass... I’m sure Rhya will herself. She’s a bad ass tough chick. Now I got to go. Damn man. Morals. Shit.”
LC walks away leaving Ryan looking on confused. “What? Also do you know where I can get some bath salts and…” Notices LC is already out of sight. “Okay, LC. I’ll be seeing you around, my man. Good chat!” Throws up a bad attempt at a gang hand sign before putting his ear phones back in.
OOC- TBC by Anyone. If not, no worries. Just bored.