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| Omega's Day Out | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 10 2009, 03:54 PM (134 Views) | |
| Omega | Dec 10 2009, 03:54 PM Post #1 |
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Legal drama hit the world of professional wrestling this week, as CWF stars Elijah and Omega found themselves the targets of an investigation by Immigration and Customs Enforcement. The investigation centred around claims of immigration fraud on the part of Omega relating to psychiatric treatment carried out in the late 1990s. The two appeared in court yesterday, where they were informed that the immigration hearings against Omega were to be dropped. Both were, however, found guilty of a number of other offences, including resisting arrest and assaulting a police officer. They have therefore been assigned community service and ordered to pay a fine, the amount to be decided at a later date. Omega is due to spend one month working at a local nursery, while Elijah will be teaching on religious symbolism at a community college. In other news, the American Psychiatric Association today announced an investigation into the noted psychiatrist Dr. James Taylor. The investigation relates his alleged role in the notorious athuminol scandal of 1999-2000. Taylor, now 47, was on transfer to the United Kingdom when - Omega: I hate this show. =/= The scene opens. We are in the bedroom of Elijah and Omega's base. The bed is large, round, black silk sheets and large red pillows. One half of the room is painted black with red diamonds, the other, red with black diamonds. The bed is in the centre, a television at its foot. Omega and Elijah sit in the bed together, his arm around her, a TV remote in her hand. Omega frowns and clicks the remote. =/= Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? =/= Omega claps her hands together excitedly. =/= Omega: SpongeBob SquarePants! Absorbent and yellow and porous is he! Omega: SpongeBob SquarePants! =/= Omega sings along with the theme tune and giggles to herself. Elijah smiles and pulls her a little closer, running his fingertips down her arm distractedly. =/= Omega: I'm going out soon daddio, need to do Christmas shopping and feed Maoand so on. Wanna come with? Elijah: I must rest, my love. The match with Franklin was an arduous one. Omega: It totally was. But you beat up that icky boy - pow pow pow! =/= Omega rolls off the bed and grabs her reindeer antlers, popping them on her head at an odd angle. She turns and leans down to kiss Elijah, and the ears fall off, landing next to him. =/= Omega: Whoopsie! =/= Elijah smiles and places the antlers back on Omega's head. She giggles and skips out of the room, pausing to pick up a Powerpuff Girls backpack. Omega makes her way out of the house, moving through darkened corridors and winding passages until she finds her way into the grounds of her and Elijah's home. She glances from side to side, an expression of confusion passing over her face. =/= Omega: Mao? Here, Mao Mao Mao Mao.... =/= Omega whistles twice, sharply. There is a rustling in nearby bushes and a small furry creature comes bounding out. =/= ![]() Omega: There you are Mister Chairman Tarsier Person! Have you been being naughty again? =/= Mao jumps into Omega's arms and becomes the envy of teenage wrestling fans everywhere by snuggling up in her chest. =/= Omega: There's a good Chairman! What have you been up to today? =/= Mao reaches for Omega's hair and begins to nibble on the ends, making small snuffling noises as he does so. Omega pats him on the head and reaches into her pocket, pulling out a packet of dried beetles. She pours some of them out onto her hand and the tarsier nibbles them up. =/= Omega: Om nom nom! =/= Omega holds Mao up in front of her and gives him a big kiss on the forehead before placing him on a tree branch. Mao stays there a moment, as if saying goodbye, before scampering back into the wooded area beside the house. =/= Omega: Bubye Mao! Now - to shopping! =/= Omega giggles and makes her way through the grounds, passing through overgrown foliage and pedestals which once held statues, long since abandoned. She pushes through the trees and bushes, breaking out into a clearing. We can hear the sound of a motorway somewhere nearby, occasional vehicles passing. In the middle of the clearing is a large black motorbike, a pink helmet dangling from it. Omega skips over to the motorbike and hops on it, grabbing the helmet with her free hand. As she picks it up, a squirrel falls out and lands beside the bike. It glares up at her indignantly. =/= Omega: Whoopsie! Sorry Mister Squirrel Person! Or are you a Mrs. Squirrel Person? =/= Omega reaches down and tries to pick up the squirrel for a closer examination. The squirrel darts out of the way, running up a tree and staring down at her intently. =/= Omega: Fine, BE like that! Hmmph! We'll chat when I get back, Squirrely McSquirrelFace! =/= Omega slams on the helmet, squashing the antlers, and starts up the motorbike, roaring out of the clearing and off into the distance. As she leaves, the squirrel throws acorns at the bike before disappearing off higher into the trees. The camera turns, following the departing Omega, before fading to black. =/= * * * There once was a fellow called Cain Who thought rhyming was naught but a game "The same sound, it is true Concludes lines one and two And line five will finish quite similarly" The Angelica-Omega Big Book of Limericks, out next week! Get yours while stocks last! * * * =/= As the scene fades back in, we are outside an enormous shopping centre. The streets are busy, men and women going about their Christmas shopping. The tranquility is broken, however, by the screeching sound of a horn accompanied by the roar of a motorbike engine. Shoppers look up and some of them skip backwards as a motorbike screams into view, skidding sideways and coming to a halt in a near-perfect piece of parking. The rider takes off her helmet, revealing Omega once more. The antlers are now looking a little the worse for wear. Omega hops off the motorbike, oblivious to the stares of passersby, and skips into the shopping centre. =/= Omega: Okays, first things first...I must nom! An om, a nom, and another nom! Provisions for the field. =/= Omega skips into the shopping centre and finds a sandwich shop. She purchases a sandwich and drink and takes a seat, doing a little happy dance as she pulls open the wrapper. Before she can eat, however, she notices a child sitting on the adjacent table staring at her in wonder. =/= Omega: Hello there little child thing! What's your name? Child: I'm Wendy. Aren't you Little Miss O from off the tellyvision? Omega: Wendy...that's a pretty name. And yes, Wendy, that's me. Wendy: You always make me smile. Me and my friends have all your videos and action figures and t-shirts and stuff! Omega: That's awesometastic! If you had action figures I'd totally buy them too. Wendy: Really? Omega: Totally! Wendy: Can I ask you something? Omega: Of course, little person! Wendy: Why do you do it? You're so lovely but the CWF seems all scary and violent and dangerous and stuff. Omega: Life is beautiful, Wendy, everywhere you go there's fun people to be found and fun times to be had. Being in CWF lets me hang out with some of the most superawesome people in the whole wide world, people like Caino and Angelcakes and Jellybaby and everybody. It's awesomeful! But there's also a lot of icky people in the world and they want to destroy everything beautiful and make people sad. And it's not enough to have fun ourselves, we need to stop people who are trying to hurt other people. That's why we do what we do. To make the world a beautiful place. Wendy: You're awesome! Omega: And so are you, Wendy. =/= Wendy hops off her chair and wanders over to Omega. She reaches up and the two of them hug. While smiling, we can see a small tear drip down Omega's cheek. When they pull apart, she is back to normal. A woman appears at the door to the sandwich shop and Wendy rushes over to her. The two of them disappear amid the thronging crowd, the child's voice barely audible over the rush, "Mummy! Guess who I just met?". Omega finishes her sandwich and leaves the sandwich place, wandering through the shopping centre seemingly at random. =/= Omega: Okay, first on the list...Caino! =/= Omega suddenly bursts into a run, sending shoppers spilling on all sides, before stopping abruptly outside a large shop window. It is filled from one end to the other with bottles and cans of all shapes and sizes, while a sign above reads "Bob's Booze Bonanza!" =/= Omega: Another Bob? They're taking over! =/= Omega skips into the shop and wanders around, picking up a few bottles of red wine and absinthe at random, before stopping dead, a broad smile breaking out on her face. In front of her is a large mannequin, transparent, filled with a golden liquid. A sign attached to the front of it reads, "Your own volume in beer, ask staff for details." Omega simply grabs the nearest person to her. =/= Omega: How much? Man: What?? Omega: The man-beer thingy! How much? Man: I don't fucking know, I'm just here to get something for the wife and I for tonight you fucking weirdo! Omega: Fair enough. You there! =/= A member of staff, who has been watching all this and preparing to call security, wanders over warily. =/= Assistant: Yes? Omega: This! The.....beeriquin! The mannibeer! Assistant: Ah, an excellent choice madam. We have a number of pre-made models available, or you can have one made to order. Omega: I'd like a custom one, it's for a friend of mine...he's about this tall and about this wide and he's old and made of awesome and stuff. Assistant: And what beer would you like with it? Omega: Guinness. Lots and lots and lots of Guinness. Assistant: Your friend has good taste. If you'd just step this way we can sort out the details. =/= Omega bounces over to the counter and fills out the relevant paperwork. As she prepares to leave, the shop assistant looks over the paperwork and beckons her back. =/= Assistant: Um... Omega: Yes? Assistant: Under height, you've got down "fucking massive." Omega: He is. Assistant: And on weight..."big boned"? Omega: He's not fat but he is a big boy. Nobody's bigger than Caino! Assistant: I really can't... Omega: Look...you know Cain? CWF? Assistant: Of course. Omega: Get an action figure of him and make it bigger and fill it with beer and stuff. Should be fine. Assistant: Fair enough. Have a good day, Miss. Omega: You too, shop person! =/= Omega gives him a kiss on the cheek and bounces out of the store, pulling a notebook out of her back pocket. She looks down the list. =/= Omega: Okay, that's Caino, next....Angelcakes! Yey! =/= Omega skips through the shopping centre. The camera follows her, slowly fading to black as she disappears into a shop marked "Bob's House of Rock." =/= * * * "Another young man was called Rish Whose speech could be quite hit and mish He sipped at his beer And said "Abi, my dear I'm afraid I'm quite horribly pished" The Angemega Big Book of Rhymes - coming soon! Pre-order yours today to avoid disappointment! * * * =/= As the scene fades in we are back in the clearing near Elijah and Omega's base. Omega is resting her backpack on the motorbike, the helmet dangling off the handlebars. The backpack is now quite full, bottles, CDs and a signed photo of Cliff Richard (for some reason.) As Omega turns to make her way out of the clearing, she glances up, just in time to get an acorn to the face. =/= Omega: Oi! =/= The camera pans up, giving a closeup of the culprit: the squirrel from earlier, intent on revenge for its untimely eviction. =/= Omega: Oh, silly squirrel...you want the helmet, it's yours! =/= Omega gestures at the helmet and smiles, hoisting the bag onto her shoulders. As she departs, she blows the squirrel a little kiss, giggling as she makes her way out through the trees and shrubbery. The squirrel watches her leave and leaps to the ground with an air of triumph, scurrying over to the bike and getting comfy in the bike helmet. We zoom in one the squirrel as slowly the scene fades to black, a red omega symbol glowing against the darkness. =/= |
![]() I am not so serious, this passion is a plagiarism I might join your century, but only on a rare occasion I was taken out before the labour pains set in Now behold the world's worst accident: I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM!
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