Da fuck...
May 23, 2017 18:20:09 GMT -5
Post by Hercules Cortez on May 23, 2017 18:20:09 GMT -5
Hércules Cortez is sitting alongside his agent. They are looking at Cortez’s computer screen and they seem perplexed by what they’re watching. John Blade’s voice can be heard and both men facepalm at the same time. After both of them take a deep breath and shake their heads, the lanky agent decides to open his mouth to speak.
Lanky agent: “Da fuck did I just heard?!”
A pause, and another deep sigh from the lanky guy… as Cortez is now standing and looking through a window in his house, still shaking his head.
Lanky agent: “I mean… who is the irresponsible doctor who let this guy wrestle. We’re lucky he at least knows how to put together some semblance of a sentence… but… really?!”
He points at the screen a couple of times and then calls Cortez, as he keeps pointing at the screen. Cortez simply shakes his head as his agent continues speaking.
Lanky agent: “This… miss Kent… this is the kind of people that’s going to keep being crushed by my client, unless you decide to show your face at Vertigo and accept Cortez’s challenge. His blood is in your hands, even if… in all honesty… even you would want Cortez to break this man in half and rid FGA of his presence. Which, to be honest… I won’t hold against you. This week you have a bye, if you want to keep it to yourself and work for the greater good…
“But at Flashpoint, the week after that… I do expect you to show up. Unless someone undeserving, not like this Blade thing… might get broken by The Legionary… Hércules Cortez.”
A deep sigh from the agent as he speaks again.
Lanky Agent: “As to you, Blade… at Vertigo… you will learn not only ‘who the heck is Hércules Cortez’… but you’ll be lucky if you get out in one piece. Fact… if you get out in one piece, you might want to thank… little miss Kent, because her showing up is the ONLY THING… that might save you from the beating of your life. The beating no one, not even your irresponsible parents… who didn’t use protection and conceived such a waste of sperm and air… didn’t give you. I hope, you at least… get the chance to say your goodbye.”
Lanky agent: “Da fuck did I just heard?!”
A pause, and another deep sigh from the lanky guy… as Cortez is now standing and looking through a window in his house, still shaking his head.
Lanky agent: “I mean… who is the irresponsible doctor who let this guy wrestle. We’re lucky he at least knows how to put together some semblance of a sentence… but… really?!”
He points at the screen a couple of times and then calls Cortez, as he keeps pointing at the screen. Cortez simply shakes his head as his agent continues speaking.
Lanky agent: “This… miss Kent… this is the kind of people that’s going to keep being crushed by my client, unless you decide to show your face at Vertigo and accept Cortez’s challenge. His blood is in your hands, even if… in all honesty… even you would want Cortez to break this man in half and rid FGA of his presence. Which, to be honest… I won’t hold against you. This week you have a bye, if you want to keep it to yourself and work for the greater good…
“But at Flashpoint, the week after that… I do expect you to show up. Unless someone undeserving, not like this Blade thing… might get broken by The Legionary… Hércules Cortez.”
A deep sigh from the agent as he speaks again.
Lanky Agent: “As to you, Blade… at Vertigo… you will learn not only ‘who the heck is Hércules Cortez’… but you’ll be lucky if you get out in one piece. Fact… if you get out in one piece, you might want to thank… little miss Kent, because her showing up is the ONLY THING… that might save you from the beating of your life. The beating no one, not even your irresponsible parents… who didn’t use protection and conceived such a waste of sperm and air… didn’t give you. I hope, you at least… get the chance to say your goodbye.”