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U-Incorporated 2nd Class Type Unit
As they approached the Announcer's booth, The Baron continued pumping up the crowd as they watched. However, he paused when he noticed the familiar purple figure walking back and smiled as Dominique angled the case in his direction and showed off the money within.
The Baron's grin seemed to stretch even more before he raised the megaphone once more before calling out "And we have our money people! Penalty round's over!"
As he shouted that, Big Bull glanced up, with a shocked gasp traveling through the massive helmet he wore.
The entrances that the Foamers had been entering the battlefield slammed shut, blocking off the wild contestants from reinforcements. Not that they seemed to care.
The Bighorn gang quickly tore through the remaining opposition, with the final foamer being grabbed onto by the arms by two thugs who activated their propulsion packs and split him in half. To the sound of roaring applause.
"Wait!" Roared Big Bull who wordlessly slid his propulsion engine onto his pack "That wasn't nearly enough!"
The Baron shrugged before climbing on top of the Announcer booth and shrugging "Sorry big guy, Dom's got the money. So yo ass is off the hook." the Power Pimp laughed
"But I haven't even coated my armor in their entrails yet!"
The Baron just chuckled "I know, thought getting cock-blocked by a quick retrieval would be the real punishment for fucking around with my creds."
Big Bull shook with irritation before noticing Dominique "You sent her..." he glanced down "Whatever..."
Big Bull's staff/handle compacted and he slid it into a space on his suit before gesturing to his followers. As the Baron continued laughing, Big Bull and his crew activated their propulsion packs and took off flying out of the arena and down to the city below.
With that the announcers spoke into a camera that was held in front of them "Well, there you have it folks! As many expected, Big Bull and company were easily able to hold off the Xyclon addicts for the entirety of their penalty match. However, in a turn of events we really should've seen coming, the purveyor of organized violence himself had his top fighter retrieve the case as quickly as possible for the sole purpose of giving the finger to our Biomechanical bovine!"
"That's right, Conner!" the other said "I don't think I've seen a cock block that sinisterly planned since that one thanksgiving with my cousin."
"Uh, what happened, Ryan?" Conner asked
Ryan looked at him Let's just say that some of us learned the true meaning of stuffed turnkey that day." he said before turning back "Now we'll turn it over to our friends from ChemCorp stay tuned for the Wizard's match after these messages!"
And with that the spectators began to disperse for an intermission, and as the two announcers went for their smoke break the Baron jumped down and held his hands out open.
"Ah, Domi." he said as he took the case from the purple dominatrix "Ya'll know exactly how to make a player rock hard with pride! I'mma have to fuck two bitches in yo honor. I mean did you hear the heartbreak in that motherfucker's voice? Priceless!!!"
The Baron descended into a fit of laughter before noticing Reginald "Aw shit ya brought Reginald too!" he said with a smile before approaching and wrapping his free arm around the pyro's neck "Hey Fireman, clubbing scene ain't satisfying that inner fire o' yours. I'm feeling pretty good now how bout I ask one of the escorts to heat you up?"
Reginald nervously laughed along with the Baron as he glanced in the biker girl's direction "No sir, really. I'm here for something else."
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The Baron's grin seemed to stretch even more before he raised the megaphone once more before calling out "And we have our money people! Penalty round's over!"
As he shouted that, Big Bull glanced up, with a shocked gasp traveling through the massive helmet he wore.
The entrances that the Foamers had been entering the battlefield slammed shut, blocking off the wild contestants from reinforcements. Not that they seemed to care.
The Bighorn gang quickly tore through the remaining opposition, with the final foamer being grabbed onto by the arms by two thugs who activated their propulsion packs and split him in half. To the sound of roaring applause.
"Wait!" Roared Big Bull who wordlessly slid his propulsion engine onto his pack "That wasn't nearly enough!"
The Baron shrugged before climbing on top of the Announcer booth and shrugging "Sorry big guy, Dom's got the money. So yo ass is off the hook." the Power Pimp laughed
"But I haven't even coated my armor in their entrails yet!"
The Baron just chuckled "I know, thought getting cock-blocked by a quick retrieval would be the real punishment for fucking around with my creds."
Big Bull shook with irritation before noticing Dominique "You sent her..." he glanced down "Whatever..."
Big Bull's staff/handle compacted and he slid it into a space on his suit before gesturing to his followers. As the Baron continued laughing, Big Bull and his crew activated their propulsion packs and took off flying out of the arena and down to the city below.
With that the announcers spoke into a camera that was held in front of them "Well, there you have it folks! As many expected, Big Bull and company were easily able to hold off the Xyclon addicts for the entirety of their penalty match. However, in a turn of events we really should've seen coming, the purveyor of organized violence himself had his top fighter retrieve the case as quickly as possible for the sole purpose of giving the finger to our Biomechanical bovine!"
"That's right, Conner!" the other said "I don't think I've seen a cock block that sinisterly planned since that one thanksgiving with my cousin."
"Uh, what happened, Ryan?" Conner asked
Ryan looked at him Let's just say that some of us learned the true meaning of stuffed turnkey that day." he said before turning back "Now we'll turn it over to our friends from ChemCorp stay tuned for the Wizard's match after these messages!"
And with that the spectators began to disperse for an intermission, and as the two announcers went for their smoke break the Baron jumped down and held his hands out open.
"Ah, Domi." he said as he took the case from the purple dominatrix "Ya'll know exactly how to make a player rock hard with pride! I'mma have to fuck two bitches in yo honor. I mean did you hear the heartbreak in that motherfucker's voice? Priceless!!!"
The Baron descended into a fit of laughter before noticing Reginald "Aw shit ya brought Reginald too!" he said with a smile before approaching and wrapping his free arm around the pyro's neck "Hey Fireman, clubbing scene ain't satisfying that inner fire o' yours. I'm feeling pretty good now how bout I ask one of the escorts to heat you up?"
Reginald nervously laughed along with the Baron as he glanced in the biker girl's direction "No sir, really. I'm here for something else."
(@JustCallMeAimee