[The lights in Tom's office go off. A small television is wheeled in and turned on.]
[Rad Link 5 turns on the light and comes in through the door. Rad presses pause on the VCR before speaking.]
This is a travesty, Tom. This is a god damn travesty, and I won't have any of it. You keep pairing me, a legend, with that nobody Rock, and I was willing to put up with it at first. But now Rock screwed me over. He didn't even show up for the match. He left me high and dry. That was not a fair fight! What kind of GM would you be if you gave promotions to swirly_oaks for winning a handicap match against someone who beat them a week before?
I want you to make this right, Tom. I came in and saved Combat from being a total joke by creating the easy-vote form that you couldn't even remember to put together, and that's when things went south for me. I was so distracted creating your form that I lost what ended up being a two-on-one match by a single vote.
This is how I see it, Tom. If Rock and I had won, there would have been two new Heavyweights. Instead, you only have one. Now evidently Rock isn't too concerned with rising up the rankings seeing as how he couldn't be bothered doing more than making a goofy threat towards me before leaving the arena. So there's only one real answer to this problem. Me and warning_crazy, one on one, for the final spot in Heavyweight.
I cleaned up your mistake, and I got screwed over for my troubles, so if you're any kind of GM, you'll make things right.
[Rad Link 5 hits the play button on the TV's VCR.]
Oh, and tell XIII that I refuse to have a tag match with that no good piece of trash, Rock. I'm revoking his invitation to Eruption, and I'm challenging dizzy.
[Rad Link leaves, wheeling the TV out.]
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My new gimmick is misusing the word travesty.
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