BAR
ROOM BRAWL
ROUND II
HIPPODROME HAVOC
Jay "Chain Reaction" Marco surpassed Cooneyrj4 in the first round of the Bar Room Brawl via him being taken out by a flurry of lefts and rights - not the most innovative way to win a match, but it worked. Finally receiving the news that he is to face Aurora in the second round in some form of a chariot race, Chain slings random items around his motel.
Chain Reaction: Complete ****ing bull****! I shouldn't be ****ed over like this! I can't ****ing believe that God damn Dr Kiebler! He's ****ing hated me since the God damn System voted me out of the UCE! That son of a bitch!
Needless to say, the self proclaimed King is upset. He leans up against the nearest wall and lights cigarette with thoughts racing throughout his mind. He knows Aurora is capable of damn near anything. After all, she has the same amount of charisma that Law Martin did before he passed away. It is going to be a fight indeed.
Chain Reaction: So what the **** am I supposed to do now? How the **** am I supposed to destroy a chariot?
He has no idea what kind of chariots there are going to be. Sure, he knows that both of them are going to be laden with weapons, but that does not help him in any way. Chain has never been in any form of race, nor has he even watched any kind of race. So if Aurora has, then she has a one up on Chain at the moment. Damnit.
Leaving his motel and heading out to the pool area, even though it is the season of winter, Chain uses his key card to get through the gate. There, he sees the nerds that hang around Starbucks with their laptops on their... well... laps, and a hot chocolate drink next to them. After all, you get free Wi-Fi by a swimming pool at most motels.
Chain Reaction: So what do you have here, loser?
Albert: Oh, this is the new protocol for a new form of a JavaScript program! This is going to revolutionize the way we browse on the internet before you know it!
Chain Reaction: Right... that sounds totally stupid. Internet is for losers.
Albert: Well that is your opinion. A majority of the world is using the internet. With this new plan, I can change the way people browse the internet! No longer will the human kind have to drive their cars! Groceries can be sent through the mail! This, in turn, will make the community morale boost and no more crime will happen! Jobs through the internet will be the only kinds of jobs!
Chain Reaction: Wow... you're more of a ****ing loser than I thought. I'm tired of pieces of **** like you. You, and people like you, are destroying any and every form of contacting ****in intelligent life. Genocide will ****ing occur because ass wipes like you. The internet is EVIL.
Albert, at this point, is intimidated by the UWF wrassler. Chain, wanting to re-iterate his point, yanks the laptop out of Al's hands and smashes it against the ground. A gape mouthed Albert stands up. Now... Albert isn't that big of a guy. In fact, he's your average coke bottle glasses wearing damn near albino skinny nerd.
Albert: What did you just do!? I didn't even save my progress!
Chain Reaction: Hmmm... well that sure ****ing sucks for you, doesn't it bitch?
Rushing in at Chain, Albert wraps his arms around the waist of the self proclaimed King and Messiah. A simple elbow to the back of the head renders Albert unconscious. He shrugs as Albert's grip fades out. Chain walks away.