Post by Ryan Hughes on Apr 21, 2010 12:34:16 GMT -7
((Followed on from "Dream a Life Away" located in the "Backstage" board.))
The camera follows Ryan as he storms through the corridors, taking no notice of things going on around him. The man is enraged. His friend is in an ambulance somewhere in Ontario, and it looks as though he has a broken neck. Things couldn't be much worse for the Batman right about now. Breathing really heavily, he pounds on the door bearing the plaque “REVEREND VORTIGERN”.
The door bursts open, startling an obviously busy Vortigern. The General Manager gives Ryan a sour look, but it soon turns to shock as the former GHW World Champion gets within mere inches of him, invading his personal space.
“You... you owe me.” “I don't owe you anything, Hughes.” “YES YOU FUCKING DO! My friend is lying on a stretcher somewhere because of YOUR match! He was injured at the hands of YOUR henchman! Basically, he may be paralysed permanently, because of YOU! Now fucking explain yourself, or trust me I WILL SLAY YOU WHERE YOU FUCKING STAND!”
Ryan runs his thumb across his throat, and Vorty almost goes cross-eyed looking at it. Despite this, he remains silent. Sweat begins to drip down his forehead as Ryan addresses him once more, this time in a more sorrowful tone.
“He was my only fucking friend in this place, and you crippled him. Why do you hate me so much, Vortigern? Why must you try time and time again to destroy my life? Answer me!”
Post by Reverend Vortigern on Apr 21, 2010 19:00:02 GMT -7
"Karma is a bitch, Ryan Hughes, a gold-digging harlot that will break your heart and your soul. Frankly, I have no use for a broken soul."
Hughes continues to fume while the GM scratches his chin, gathering the words needed to explain himself.
"Do I need to explain myself? Smarky Smark agreed to the match, then you choked and lost, officially putting him in the cage."
"So it's my fault, huh?"
"As much as it is mine and Dragon's. If you want to swing at me, then make it even by hitting your head against a brick wall or something. Secondly, the last time you barged into my office making idle threats, you were kicked out just as quickly..."
Ryan moves in and balls his right hand into a fist, raising it up to where it's ready to swing.
"Then I'll just hurry up and swing at you now-"
"Security? You there?"
Metal Dragon and Matthew Oliveira walk in. The Batmanite lowers his fist, now becoming even more agitated than before.
"Make the first move, Ryan. Do it."
-- The LEADER of Stone Orchard--
- Mind of one thousand prophecies - - Built of Sloth & Sermons - Reverend Vortigern
Post by Ryan Hughes on Apr 22, 2010 11:10:40 GMT -7
The Bipolar Briton stares wildly at Vortigern, despite knowing of the presence of two GHW legends behind him. His brain whirrs as he looks for a way out of this, and when an idea pings in his head, a sly grin forms on Ryan's face.
"I see the Reverend, like so many in this world, likes to bring his 'boys' in to his office." "Thank you, Sherlock Holmes. Quit stalling time-" "I don't think you get my point... I wonder, whether like so many other reverends in this world, you have tainted these boys."
Vortigern furrows his brows. He knows exactly what Hughes means by that statement. Questioning someones sexuality may not be the best tactic in this situation, so the Rev simply waits for Hughes to go, as they say "over the edge". Ryan turns slowly, wary of any sudden movements. Addressing Stone Orchard, the smile remains on the face of the Batman.
"Come on. I'm pretty sure that you guys are being paid with more than a basic wage. How about you Dragon, did our Holy Father give you a little more than a 'pep talk' at Total Carnage?" "You are scum, Hughes. In fact, you are worse than scum, you are-"
Disregarding Dragon's retort, he turns to the Canadian to his left, Matthew Oliveira.
"And how about you Matthew? What is it... maybe one...two reacharounds a day? I mean, there are people you can talk to, you just need to let it out." "I think it is best you leave, before I tear you a new asshole!" "Oh don't worry. I am."
Hughes pushes through Oliveira and MD to get to the door. Before he passes through, he turns to address the General Manager once more.
"There is one thing you said that I DO agree with, however. Karma is a bitch. Mark my words boss... what goes around, comes around... and you better be fucking ready when it does. I bid you, good day."
Hughes laughs as he walks out of sight, leaving an infuriated Orchard in his wake. "If winding the opposition up weakens them mentally, then I may have just kicked some ass in there" he thinks, as he heads out to the parking lot, on his way to the hospital.