Tron comes to life with Corbin "The Hysteric" Smith carrying a gym bag,
and walking down a corridor with Black Judgement.
They're walking stride by stride in perfect unification.
Footsteps smacking the cement echo down the hall from Black Judgements Size 25 boot.
Black Judgement rubs his jaw as he walks with The Hysteric.
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Black Judgement: Ya know, My plans in saving your ass,
Didnt involve a knee being thrust into my Jaw.
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Corbin: Yea, and I respect that.. Which is why you will be rewarded.
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Black Judgement: Rewarded? How?
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Without an answer Corbin continues swiftly down the corridor.
He turns quickly entering a room. Judgement follows.
Cory "The Lightning" Atlas is in the room sitting at a desk.
He is wearing a 3 Piece suit and a pair of glasses.
Corbin opens the gym bag and pulls out a laptop.
He tosses it to Cory who sets it on the desk and turns it on.
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Black Judgement: You got me a laptop?
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Corbin: Not just any laptop..
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The screen comes to life and a verification code is needed to log on.
The only profile is; Admin.
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Black Judgement: Ooo, a locked laptop. Santa WAS listening.
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Cory continues typing as the others stand in silence.
Alast a BING is heard, and the Admin profile slowly loads.
Corbin picks up the laptop and scrolls the small mouse acroos the screen, scanning
the canvas. He highlights over a folder titled; AWA Match Cards.
He double clicks and the folder opens up. Lists of dates scroll across the screen.
Corbin scrolls slowly down the list stopping on 1 date. Friday, Dec. 3rd.
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Corbin: So Judgement, about that reward...
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Judgement: Yea?
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Corbin: How would you like to name your opponent for tonight..
Annyybody on the roster. No limits.
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Judgement; Anybody?...
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Corbin: You name em and you got em.
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Judgement: Hmm.. finally I can relax for one night... I'll go with an easy win.
Gimme that jobber Faust.
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Corbin: Done. Your up..
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Black Judgement smiles and leaves the room with an excited trot.
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Corbin: Now down to business...
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Tron goes black.
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