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| Street Soccer | Started by: Fisk_Capizzi on Jan 18, '08 19:07 |
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Disgrunteled, his face contorted by a furled brow and no doubt in the mood for a whine, Fisk leaves his local having been informed of some business in Philly that he really didn't expect to come to light and slowley paces down the streets of Chicago "Today has been a pain in the back side, people just seem to love busting my balls recently. I got troubles with the wife, a lack of progress in my scratch and just lost a good suit to the oaf behind the bar...I need to unwind" Approaching the corner he unwittingly kicks a can across the street. It bounces over the cobbles and clunks against a paper stand. The owner shoots Fisk a look before recognising him and hiding behind his stall Unfazed by this Fisk takes his jacket off and drops the whiskey stained garment in the street, opposite the stall and picks the can up, before stepping back and drop kicking it between the two posts "Eh, what the hell, it was just another day, I guess I can get over it" He smiles and dances about the street dribbling the can over the cobbles before knocking it back between the posts and smirking |
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InSideOut is strolling by, when an empty can hits his ankle. He looks around and see's a half crazy man baring his hairy chest and running around, in what appears to be a goal celebration. The man blinded from having his shirt over his head runs into a traffic light. InSideOut decides to show his own skills, and impress the audience consisting of two hot dog vender's. Gracefully he lifts the can on to one foot balancing it for a few seconds, he then flicks the can to waist hight in front of himself. With a thunder like kick he shoot the can straight at one of the hot dog vendors. Cracking the man on the head, the vendor throws a newly prepared hot dog into the air, it lands perfectly on a passing pigeons back, just like i planned. The pigeons flight pattern is changed by the added weight. He flys offer head shaking the hot Dog off its back. Its land perfectly in my shirt pocket. Goooooaaaaallllllllll!!!! |
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| Reply by: InSideOut at Jan 18, '08 20:42 | |
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Fisk sighs and rubs his face, before taking the can between his feet and knocking it skillfully towards the man who dare challenge his footie skills and attempts to dribble past him "Bring it!" |
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| Reply by: Fisk_Capizzi at Jan 18, '08 21:45 | |
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InSideOut is left bewildered, Frisk goes past him with ease. Probably because of the pigeon shit that landed in my eye. Frisk is clean through on an open goal, but he should have finished when he had the chance. InSideOut removes the Hot dog from his pocket and throws it into frisks path, frisk slips on it and goes crashing into an old lady carrying some shoping. InSideOut now in control of the can decides to prove there his more to his name than meets the ear. He turns Frisk InsideOut not once but thrice, leaving him dizzy and embarrassed. |
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| Reply by: InSideOut at Jan 18, '08 21:51 | |
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Rolling his eyes, Fisk splashes around in the gutter watching insideout run rings around nobody and pulls himself up, rolling up his shirt sleeves "Well my friend, it seems we are evenly matched!" |
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| Reply by: Fisk_Capizzi at Jan 18, '08 22:00 | |
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