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| Contest: A song for the Angels | Started by: Hayley on Jan 18, '09 00:45 |
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Runs in and makes his way past the Rourke. He doesn't dare speak because he's not of the appropriate rank, just pushes his way past to have his song heard. Am I too late? I was just crowned the Don...Ho of Philadelphia or I would have been here sooner. I have a song. It's an original. pulls out his ukulele and clears his throat. It's a good one. Tiny Angels, In my pool, Make me Happy, Make me wanna drool. Fallen Angels, In my beer, Makes me unhappy, Makes me wanna leer. Risen Angels, in my bed, Make me happy, Make me want to Nap. And there's more. Wanna hear it? |
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| Reply by: Brick_Pollitt at Jan 28, '09 11:46 | |
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*notice Rourkey in the tent with a hooker and some booze* *walks over to speak, but think "What the hell"* Damn high ranker wouldn't talk to be anyway! *walks over to the nearby bench and sit* *crosses his leg and pulls a joint from behind his ear* *lites and puff* I guess the waiting game as begun. *exhales* *calls over another hooker from his prostitution ring to join Rourkey* Might as well make a little money too. |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 28, '09 12:09 | |
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Nice lines there DonMarley!! Hehehe. We'll have to see if that gets accepted by Hayley or not. Plenty of submissions from RourkeyRourke, and varied styles too. Should be interesting. |
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| Reply by: Denver at Jan 28, '09 12:34 | |
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Rourkey comes back from the local Hip Hop Shoppe with a folded-up tent under his arm. He pours himself a whiskey and sets up the tent while drinking. Denver, care to join me in the tent? It will be nice and warm inside and I would hate for you to catch a cold. |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 28, '09 12:42 | |
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*Marley still sitting on the bench smiles at Denvers comments* *but feels unappreciated because he can't join the Consigliere's in Rourkey's tent* *lites another joint* *uncrosses leg and switches the other over* *exhales* Those damn important people! *throws a finger sign and continues to wait* |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 28, '09 12:56 | |
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Rourkey finishes up with Denver and puts all of his clothes back on. He peeks his head out of the tent and yells at the street HEY! Any word yet on the payout of this contest? I'm anxiously awaiting the contribution to the "Rourkey Gambling Fund" |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 28, '09 15:01 | |
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Rourkey builds a small campfire out on the street and begins roasting a few marshmallows. He offers one to ThomasRourke who proceeds to eat the entire bag along with a few small children close by. Must be learning from BrianRourke, eh Thomas? Thomas nodded in excitement and ate a jalopy parked in front of the campsite. Rourkey posed a question to him You think this will be sorted soon? The other cash in my bank account is getting rather lonely. |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 28, '09 17:13 | |
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Rourkey lights up a cigarette, pours himself a bottle of whiskey, and begins to pace Maybe I'm missing something here. I thought we were supposed to meet up again for the payout..... |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 28, '09 19:48 | |
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*laid out on the bench sleep* *burnt out joint hanging from his lip* *useing newspaper for a pillow and one hand sticking out as if waiting for something to be put in it* |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 28, '09 22:38 | |
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Rourkey notices a passed out JamaicanDon_Marley on the nearest bench and laughs to himself He looks like a quality man, but I hope I beat him out for the grand prize. |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 29, '09 02:44 | |
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Thehawk walks out to see what all the commotion is about. As usual, he was drunk, and failed to notice RourkeyRourke sleeping on the ground. He falls over him and sticks his hand into the coffee pot. SON OF A BITCH! Came to hear good music, but end up losing a finger! |
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| Reply by: Thehawk at Jan 29, '09 03:08 | |
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Rourkey awoke the next day with a splitting headache. All he could remember was a shadow in the night running into him and knocking over his favourite coffee pot. I think I will give Thomas a call. Maybe he can bring a deck of cards and we can play gin rummy until Hayley shows up with the cash. |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 29, '09 11:15 | |
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*hopes up off the bench hearing Thehawk yell* *pulls out his gun pointing around in a circle* What? What? Huh? Shoot where? What! Kill! When...... *looks at Thehawk holding his hand and puts his gun back up* *sits up on the bench and looks at his watch* *notices the small crowd gathering back up at the street corner* *pushes through the mobsters so he can be the first one seen* |
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| Reply by: JamaicanDon_Marley at Jan 29, '09 11:16 | |
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Rourkey begins pacing nervously I think Hayley has forgotten about us. Seriously, though, HOW COULD SHE FORGET? WE POURED OUR HEARTS AND SOULS INTO THESE SONGS AND I AM JUST SCARED THAT SOMETHING BAD HAPPENED TO HER.... |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 29, '09 14:10 | |
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I apologize for the delay, but the winners have been chosen. Thank you all for your participation, your songs were just stellar. Payments will be made shortly. And now for the winners..... Most Creative 1st place RourkeyRourke 2nd Place Rocco Funniest 1st Place JamaicanDon_Marley 2nd Place High_SocWinter_Hill |
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| Reply by: Hayley at Jan 29, '09 15:20 | |
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slams his ukulele on the ground in the hopes it would smash. Instead, it bounced back up and hit him in the head, causing a welt and a headache. And I worked hard on that song too. I am the Don...Ho of Philadelphia and I have never been so disrespected, since yesterday. sighs Rourkey? Really? He should have lost points for pestering so much. And Marley? Really? He doesn't even remember he had a song! I demand a recount. |
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| Reply by: Brick_Pollitt at Jan 29, '09 15:48 | |
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Rourkey calmly pours himself a glass of whiskey. Noticing Hayley standing next to him, Rourkey pours a glass for Hayley as well. My apologies for camping out like this, my dear. I'm very happy to have won your contest....but I look forward to winning your heart as well. Thank you for the donation to the "Rourkey Sex Fund" and I look forward to introducing you to Rourkey Jr. very shortly. Rourkey gives Hayley a quick peck on the cheek |
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| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Jan 29, '09 15:53 | |
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Brick, your song was quite lovely. But to point out something, your entry was way after the deadline, meaning it didn't count. :| Takes the drink from Rourkey. Its no problem, I know everyone was anxious to see the winners. And my heart huh? Hayley isn't even gonna ask about that one. |
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| Reply by: Hayley at Jan 29, '09 16:09 | |
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| yay!!! Thank you Hayley :) | |
| Reply by: High_SocWinter_Hill at Jan 29, '09 16:26 | |
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Reviews the contest rules, finds the deadline, and shakes his head. Curses. He shakes his fist at Rourkey and Marley. Deadline Shmedline. It's Rourkey and Marley. They wouldn't have known the difference. |
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| Reply by: Brick_Pollitt at Jan 29, '09 17:13 | |
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