Hans & Liesl vs. 420 BC (Hans RP)

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“Last show make me laugh,” Hans starts, speaking slowly. As usual, he’s standing in front of the German flag, dressed in just a pair of black jeans. His tattooed arms and hairy chest visible for all to see and maybe even enjoy.

“Zere vas little girl trying to get under my skin,” Hans snorts, “I shot her down.”

“Zere vas Shintaro Majima saying zere is no hammer here in LDFC,” Hans shakes his head, “I am Hammer.”

“Zere vas Terrence Tillman trying to prove he does not suck,” Hans scoffs, “spoiler alert: he does.” Kuntz mocks the line Tillman spewed a few weeks ago after Hans & Liesl lost to 420 BC. “How many chances does Terrence Tillman need; how many times must he fail before he admits defeat?”

“I tell Tillman where to find me if he vants to prove me wrong. He does not find me. He stays away because he knows I vill prove him wrong. I vill prove ze superiority of zis German engineering. Is reason vy Liesl beat little girl. Is reason vy zis veek, Liesl und I vill avenge defeat ve suffered at hands of pesky Canadians.”

Kuntz runs a hand through his stubble, shaking his head all the while. “Last month vas not good month for me. But zis veek, in tag team match, I vill show little girl vy she should not poke ze beast. I vill show Shintaro Majima vy zey call me Ze Hammer. I vill show Terrence Tillman how to vin a match. I vill do zat because it is about time Hans ze Hammer Kuntz starts to lived up to name. Because ze Americans here in LDFC need to learn respect, need to learn proper vestling…”

“Und Liesl vill show vorld vy Chris Bond is not man to teach zese students proper vestling. All zese mistakes you people make, all zese errors you make, zey soon add up. Und now, ve vill make you pay for them.”

“It is zat simple…” Hans says, sternly before walking away off camera.

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10th June, 11:57PM
Off-Camera

Hans walks across the car park of the Acorn Residence Inn in Elon, North Carolina, stepping gingerly across the tarmac with a six pack of Beck’s in one hand. The other residents are all safely tucked away in their rooms as midnight fast approaches; Hans would be too if he hadn’t needed to go out on a beer run.

He wears a smile as he moves towards his door on the ground floor, looking in all directions to make sure nobody else is around. Except for a couple of cars driving down Church Street – and they’re a few hundred yards away – the coast is largely clear, so Hans opens the door. The sound of the Orange is the New Black theme tune can be heard before Hans says, “turn zat off, you American whore.”

“Yes, papi.” she replies as Hans closes the door behind him, drawing the curtains for extra privacy before the scene ends.