Pick Your Poison

[Jack]

Adam Rose was in a much more lively mood this week. Previously, he had assumed that his encounter with the massive Ryback would have left him as a indescribable splatter on the mat. But he had managed to prevail over the brute and moved on to the final round in the PTG Tournament. Not too shabby of a performance when, by his own admission, he wasn't in much of a state to compete. But he had skillfully managed his toxins this week and was ready to engage with this bearded high-flying acrobat that he was scheduled to face. A large, hotel suite in Brooklyn was where this scene took place. Notable accessories that Rose was clad in consisted of a velvet colored top hat and a matching fur coat with white rimmed sunglasses with impossibly large ruby colored lens. His boot rested on the arm of a white colored seat that Todd Grisham was seated in. He had two women sitting on his lap, draped across him, toying about with his tie. One was a brunette in a golden Mardi Gras style mask and the other was a blonde with her face painted like a butterfly. Rose carefully tore open a bag of Skittles as he allowed the rainbow colored candy to go slipping into his mouth as he glanced down at the interview. Todd was nervous. Adam Rose standing above him, two women practically attached to his body and a room full of swirling Rose Buds who were all engaged in various despicable activities.

| Adam Rose | Want some?

He held his hand out and offered some a few treats down to Todd. Not wanting to seem rude, he reached to take a few until Adam slapped his wrist away.

| Adam Rose | No. You can't have any. Lemon.

Jumping down from the chair, the party host held his arms outwards to focus on the spectacle going on around him while he beamed a grin.

| Adam Rose | But, nonetheless, welcome to the party!

| Todd Grisham | T-Thanks for having me?

| Adam Rose | Do you get paid extra for having to go to whatever strange and possibly dangerous location's we wrestler types hang out in?

| Todd Grisham | I-It's in the job description.

| Adam Rose | Hm, hm, I see. Keeps your life from being boring, I suppose! And who wants to live a boring life? Certainly not me! If you don't live on the edge, you aren't living an existence worth living!

Todd Grisham | S-Speaking of living on the edge..

Todd's back arched up like a cat who had just a bucket of water dumped on it, as one of his female 'guests' began to run a hand along his leg

| Adam Rose | Ladies, ladies! There will be plenty of time for that sort of thing later. I've got an interview to conduct with this gent. Please entertain yourselves elsewhere for a few moments. I trust it won't be that difficult..

The pair flashed grins and nodded, slowly slinking out of Todd's lap to join the rest of the festivity's in the suite.

| Todd Grisham | A-Ah, living on the edge..you definitely did that when you took on and defeated the menacing Ryback last week.

| Adam Rose | I did, didn't I? I cut him to ribbons!

Adam flopped back into a chair and tucked a sucker into the corner of his mouth.

| Adam Rose | Who do I have now? I don't pay much attention to that stuff. Party time, all the time and what not.

| Todd Grisham | The highly capable Justin Gabriel who is also going to be looking for this moment to break out of the pack.

| Adam Rose | Ah! Another South African! How lovely. I know that guy. Pretty boy, hm? Hot little potato. Really nice beard. Good head of hair. Does a lot of the flips and such, doesn't he? Very talented. Dating one of the Diva's I would venture to guess.

| Todd Grisham | Well..

| Adam Rose | Oh, I know he is! Has to be! Girls love being around a charming guy like that! I would invite him to the party! We could have a blast. Well, I WOULD invite him. But, sadly enough, I'm going to have to hurt the poor boy. Kick him in his pretty face and keep him grounded so he can't do any of that eye-catching flying around stuff. Justin Gabriel can do a lot of cool stuff. But..can he do this?

Without much of a warning, Adam Rose shot over to a wide a couch in the room, spread his arms out and fell backwards. The Rosebuds quickly scrambled over to catch him. Keeping him loft, above their heads, they carried him back over to Todd and seated him back in his chair.

| Adam Rose | They will catch me, every time, no matter what! I could jump off the roof of the building and try to drop kick Gabriel and if I miss him, they will catch me! If Justin crashes and burns, who is going to catch him? Hm? No one! He goes SPLAT and I pick the bones, so to speak.

| Todd Grisham | High risk, high reward as they say.

| Adam Rose | Yes, yes, I'm sure Justin knows the risks better than anyone. But that still won't stop me from catching his first mistake and claiming that PTG Title for my own. Ooh, I'm going to cash that in the second I win it.

He began to rub his palms together as if scheming some intricate but then paused and glanced to the ceiling.

| Adam Rose | But if I did that I would be tired and Mr. Champ would be fresh as a daisy. Can't have that. Hm. We're not very big on PLANS here, as I've stated, so I'm not real sure what I would do with it. Oh! Something I nearly forgot to mention!

Pushing himself, Adam snatched one of the closest Rosebuds, a decently built guy in tattered clothes and corpse paint, and tossed him straight over a table, smashing him into a lap in the process. Todd quickly shot out of his seat in surprise.

| Adam Rose | That! I can use the Rosebuds as training dummies whenever I feel like it! I supply them with 'candy' they supply me with their bodies! Gabriel doesn't have a troupe ready to take a bullet for him but I do. If things get nasty or out of hand, they get involved and sheer numbers take over. Say, Todd, would you like to become a Rosebud? What kind of candy do you like? Pick your poison. I've got it all.

| Todd Grisham | Erm, no, I don't think I'm allowed to do that. But thanks for your time.

| Adam Rose | Vibe killer. Can we get this lemon out of here? He's not invited to my victory celebration either.

Todd turned to the door, signaling that he would show himself out. But when he turned he suddenly found himself face to face with a pair of sinister red eyes. They belonged to the gold and black painted face of Cody Rhodes who gave him a wide, Cheshire Cat like grin before suddenly going emotionless and appearing deathly serious. Todd stared back into those crimson eyes, backing away before squirming his way past Stardust who allowed him to make his exit. Rose and Stardust met eyes and even Adam himself looked slightly weary. But the younger Rhodes sibling's stern look cracked as he began to cackle wildly.

| Stardust | AhahaHAHAHA! LET'S PARTY!

Stardust leaped over the couch in a nimble display and began to creep towards the party-goers like some kind of predator stalking it's prey. Rose gave a slight shrug before signaling for the music to be turned up louder as he rejoined the fray as well.