Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2019 5:01:02 GMT -5
Out and about exploring the town around Emilio's back yard and Mr. Allton has a very smug demeanour after his win over Cori Haim at Dystopia 10; He looks directly into the camera and Bill steps out of shot.
Allton: First of all... I don't much like the idiot Zybala, but he has taken to calling me 'Lord' Allton. And as the Lord of Dashing, I find this acceptable. I am henceforth to be known as Lord Allton - officially. Billy?
Bill, looking confused looks at Allton off camera, wondering whether he should walk into shot.
Allton: Yes Bill, get on camera. For fuck's sake... you work for me. If I tell you to get on camera - you fucking get on camera.
Bill complies, looking quietly angry.
Allton: Don't make that face at me. Now... you are my support worker - basically a carer. Where were you when I needed to get into the ring at Dystopia?
Bill grows bright red at this, fumbling over his words.
Allton: Bah... pathetic. Get out of shot. Just make sure you're there at Dystopia 11! Incidentally, Dean and Zyballs? Where did you get those Mariachi men? They're super strong to lift my electric chair. The batteries in the back are very heavy. I could hire those assholes as bodyguards....but they're so bloody ugly.
Allton smirks.
Allton: Cori Haim. I told you... that I was going to destroy you - and that's exactly what I fucking did! Now, I also said I was going to 'destroy' you outside of the ring so.... Call me - when your arm is... healed anyway.
A smarmy smile comes across Allton's face and Allton begins to laugh.
Allton: Finally... Uber-taker. Congratulations, resident superhero on your **sarcastic tone** hard fought**sarcastic tone** victory over a fucking janitor. But... play time's over. I'm coming for your title. I've always preferred villains so... in our match, six weeks from now... I am certainly the most villainous villain you've ever faced.
Allton winks and rolls away as the camera feed ends.
Allton: First of all... I don't much like the idiot Zybala, but he has taken to calling me 'Lord' Allton. And as the Lord of Dashing, I find this acceptable. I am henceforth to be known as Lord Allton - officially. Billy?
Bill, looking confused looks at Allton off camera, wondering whether he should walk into shot.
Allton: Yes Bill, get on camera. For fuck's sake... you work for me. If I tell you to get on camera - you fucking get on camera.
Bill complies, looking quietly angry.
Allton: Don't make that face at me. Now... you are my support worker - basically a carer. Where were you when I needed to get into the ring at Dystopia?
Bill grows bright red at this, fumbling over his words.
Allton: Bah... pathetic. Get out of shot. Just make sure you're there at Dystopia 11! Incidentally, Dean and Zyballs? Where did you get those Mariachi men? They're super strong to lift my electric chair. The batteries in the back are very heavy. I could hire those assholes as bodyguards....but they're so bloody ugly.
Allton smirks.
Allton: Cori Haim. I told you... that I was going to destroy you - and that's exactly what I fucking did! Now, I also said I was going to 'destroy' you outside of the ring so.... Call me - when your arm is... healed anyway.
A smarmy smile comes across Allton's face and Allton begins to laugh.
Allton: Finally... Uber-taker. Congratulations, resident superhero on your **sarcastic tone** hard fought**sarcastic tone** victory over a fucking janitor. But... play time's over. I'm coming for your title. I've always preferred villains so... in our match, six weeks from now... I am certainly the most villainous villain you've ever faced.
Allton winks and rolls away as the camera feed ends.