Desperado walked through the corridor leading to the General Manager's Office. Although he had won his brutal match against Vlad, there was something that was bugging him; a problem that he had to sort out. This problem happened to be the team of Roadkill. These two brothers had played a very clever game, a very clever game indeed. With the substitution of Thomas for James for the final-match in the Hardcore Games, Desperado was furious. Having gone through hardcore torture for three weeks running, he was not having some guy who's been resting ass for the whole time to come in and ruin his chances.
Slamming through the door of the man in charge, Desperado entered the office.
"Yo Vorty, you can't possibly allow Thomas to substitute back into this match. Its not in the spirit of the H-Games."
Post by Thomas Walker on Aug 30, 2010 5:43:05 GMT -7
To his dismay though the cause of his anger is sitting at the managers desk with his back to the door. One hand of playing cards pointed towards the table and the other turned upwards though he flops these back over as Desperado enters.
Thomas Walker: "I wasn't cheating...!"
Blurts out Tommy as he swivels on the spot to look at his soon to be challenger, the relief washes over him when he realizes he hasn't been rumbled.
Thomas Walker: "Oh, it's you. It's a pleasure I'm sure."
Turning back to the mahogany desk he sips on a light blue drink in a bowl topped glass before casually arranging the order of the cards in his hand. Desperado steps forward to confront the roadkiller but he's interrupted by Vortigern entering the room behind him and heading for the seat opposite the table.
Rev. Vortigern: "Sorry, I was taking a leak. Can I help you Despy?" Desperado: "It's about this H-Games match tonight: You can't let this guy and his brother switch back and forth when they feel like it. It's not in keeping with the spirit that the games were made on. He was signed up so he should have fought the matches but when he switched out none of us said a word, we figured he was genuinely injured. THEY proved that wasn't the case by double teaming every opponent they've had so far. They should have been thrown out of the tournament three weeks ago when they first stole the belt from Hayden!" Thomas Walker: "Hey! Everything we did was within the rules. I'd say you were just hurt because you weren't smart enough to do it yourself." Desperado: "I wouldn'..." Rev. Vortigern: "That's quite enough! From BOTH of you! Now I've made my decision and that is final. I can see where your coming from James but there is nothing I can do about it. As you rightly said we originally organized the TEMPORARY switch with Tommy and his brother on the grounds that he was injured, now that he's fit to fight again I have no choice but to reinstate his role in the tournament."
"Listen here Vorty, if you're going to let this guy compete in our match, I can't guarantee his safety Vorty. If something were to happen to these new favorite's of yours, I can't be held responsible, just remember that."
Desperado turned to face Thomas Walker.
"Do you think you're the only one who can abide the rules, eh hot-shot? Because I happen to be a master at this game, I know the book of rules like the back of my hand and I swear you're going to learn it the hard way my friend, ... you and that dip-shit brother of yours. It's a good thing Matt Violence has already left in a state unable to compete because if he shows his face at Code Blue, ... I'm going to make sure, he stays injured for the rest of his life, ... Bitch!"
Desperado gives a glaring look at the Reverend.
"If I were you Rev, I'd choose my friends more carefully. You know what I'm capable off."
Desperado stays looking at both of them, walking backwards, slowly away from the two, his eyes fixed upon them as the scene ends.