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| Rodimus | Jul 5 2008, 10:52 PM Post #1 |
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Rodimus exited the Air Canada Centre in Toronto after yet another loss. With his one and six record this was getting really old. Since joining the Heroes of Violence his performances were lack luster at best. He just couldn’t seem to capitalize on any of the opportunities given to him. Pushing open the double doors of the arena entrance he is assaulted with a brief barrage of camera flashes before the crowd realizes who it is. Rodimus was able to pick out various things from members of the crowd. “Oh it’s just Rodimus.” “Remember when he was good?” “He was cuter in green.” “JOBBER!” It was at when he heard that he stopped. Turning to the right the direction that came from he stared into the crowd. A hush fell over the crowd. In a normal voice he asked, “Who said that?” There was silence nobody said anything. So he asked it again. “Who said that?” Only seconds passed but it felt like minutes before a guy opened his mouth. “You suck! You Jobber!” Rodimus saw the guy open his mouth and cup his hands to it to project louder. Without a moments hesitation he ran towards the guardrail and passed the understaffed security. Planting two hands on the rail he vaulted himself up and over the railing as an opening in the crowd widened. The man who yelled stood there in shock. Launching himself at the man Rodimus tackled him and began raining punches down on him. The crowd did what crowds do when situations like this happen and formed a circle around the two. The barrage didn’t last long. Standing up he saw that from the looks of the people in the crowd his point had been well received. He saw a guy with a camera and turned to it. “That was a warning. Don’t fuck with me. If I have to use force to prove a point I will. He’s lucky I went easy on him.” Walking back to the guardrail it was as if he was Moses and the crowd was the Red Sea as the crowd parted. Climbing over the railing he made his way to his duffel bag and headed out towards the waiting cab that was going to take him to Toronto International. Rodimus felt an odd sense of calm as he entered the cab. The driver turned back to him. “To the airport?” Rodimus coolly replied to the affirmative. Apparently Rodimus was giving off vibes that made the driver realize that he didn’t want to talk. These vibes assisted him in getting through the all the processes at the airport with very little trouble. Rodimus always liked to take the Red Eye flights because everyone seemed to be quieter and he'd be able to sleep on the flight to Vegas. Rodimus settled into his seat. It wasn't first class but he never had any issues with coach. As he was sitting there he began to hear a rattling sound. Turning around he saw a little girl with a rattle. After a few minutes of the constast rattling he unbuckled his seatbelt and moved over to the where the little girl and her parents were sitting. Reaching out he snatched the rattle from her hands. The little girl and her parents stared at him dumbfounded. As they looked on he squeezed on the rattle and crushed it in his hands. Dropping the pieces on the ground he looked at the parents. "Keep her quiet." Turning back around he returned to his seat. Rodimus felt different... But it felt good. |
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