| Luck be a lady; Tobias rp showdown 35 | |
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| Tobias | Mar 14 2010, 03:07 AM Post #1 |
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sVo Legend....and poor man's Dennis
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We open our scene the busy image of the Las Vegas nightlife. A montage of neon light signs and bad elvis impersonators. We finally come across a blackjack table. Sitting in the middle chair is none other than Tobias Devereux. He's dressed in a dark blue dress shirt and black jeans. On his feet are his black boots and upon his back his black leather trench coat. His fedora sits beside him on the table. Infront of him is a rather decent sized stack of chips, some blue, some white, some red, and some black. Beside the chips is a couple of cards, one faced up to show a Jack of Clubs. The other card hidden underneath the hand of Tobias. We look at the table to see no one else but the dealer at the table. We look around the entire casino to see the crowd is rather light. Upon further glances we see a clock on a wall nearby that reads four in the morning. Las Vegas never closes, but few can hang when it comes to late nights like Tobias. His already insomniac like nature being made far worse now given a city built just for the insomniac. A city of lights, sounds, and most of all gambling. Tobias loved gambling, afterall its how he kept himself fed for a many of years. As we focus back on Tobias we notice a woman sitting beside him. Her hair is medium length and crimson red. She's dressed in a black dress that's rather form fitting. Tobias doesn't pay her any attention, he's been going at this for four hours straight without moving from that very spot, speaking only when necessary. The woman speaks first, her voice like honey dripping from her lips. Woman: Hello there handsome. Tobias looks at his card and flips it over showing an Ace of Spades. Tobias: "BlockJock, mon amie" Tobias smirks as the dealer pushes a few more chips his way. Tobias holds up his hand indicating he wants to sit out a round. He turns in his seat slightly as to view the woman. Tobias: 'ello mon char, how's you fairin dis evenin? The woman is taken back for a second by the accent of sVo's resident Cajun. She smiles sweetly and replies. Woman: I am fairing rather well, thanks. How about yourself? Tobias: I's been betta but so has de house ifs yew follow Woman: Looks like you have a rather impressive stack there going for yourself. Tobias: If's yew tinks dat impressive, yews aint seen nattin yet mon char Woman: Anything you want to show me then? Tobias: Dat depends, wat yew after Woman: A little company, that's all. Tobias: Yea, and ole Tobias was born yetterday. Woman: So your name is Tobias, that's nice. I'm Candy. Tobias: I's Tobias Devereux, and yews be a many tings but candy not one-ah dem. The woman looks a little taken back. Tobias smirks at her while picking up his hat and slipping it on his head. He pulls out a small black bag and slides his chips into it closing it and putting it under his arm as he stands up. Tobias: Yew dont smell like no candy, yew dont lewk likes no candy, yew infacts looks and smells a whole lotta more likes *pauses* pork. Bys de way yews know dat red lightin aint legals rounds here. Yews jus some cop de house send aftta ole Tobias cause he been winnin dey money. Yew tink yew can con ole Tobias? Yew betta get a betta angle mon char. The woman looks away for a moment. Tobias walks past the woman grabbing the back of her hair as he does revealing the red hair to be a wig covering up the womans dark brown hair. Tobias laughs and turns heading towards the cash out counter. As he approaches he tosses his bag onto the counter. Tobias: I like ta cash out nows The woman behind the counter takes the bag and starts cashing out the chips for actual money. Meanwhile Tobias turns and leans back against the counter. As a woman walks by with a tray full of drinks he reaches out and grabs a glass. He smirks and tips his hat at her and takes a sip of the liquid. He stays standing there for a minute until he hears some sort of whispering over his shoulder. He cuts his eyes looking behind him and can see the woman who was cashing out his chips on a telephone. He takes another sip of the liquid and just shakes his head. He'd played this game before, and how he did hate it. He turns his attention back to the casino floor infront of him still sipping on his drink. Finally the woman comes back with his bag, handing it over to him. Tobias looks inside the bag and sees stacks of money inside. He thumbs through one of the stacks and tips his hat to the woman. Closing the bag and tucking it back under his arm he heads towards the exit of the casino. Tobias hadn't made it a block away from the casino when he heard it. The sound of footsteps approaching behind him. He could tell there were at least four individual steps which meant two people. The one on his left was a heavier man as his footsteps came down with much more force. The one on his left most likely had a limp as the timing on his steps was irregular. Living on the streets of New Orleans wasn't easy for anyone. Especially someone with a mouth like Tobias, he had to learn real quick how to survive in all sorts of situations. This situation was just like any other day back in "Norleans". Those who had were about to meet up with those who had not. Although he had to admit normally he was the had not. Tobias turns around just as two men in black suits are right upon him. He quickly kicks the heavier man in the right knee while tossing the skinnier man with the limp the bag of cash. Tobias punches the heavier man twice with lefts then a right uppercut. The heavier man falls back onto his back while Tobias jumps in the air and comes down with a knee right on the mans chest. The skinnier man is trying to run away from the scene but having a limp he's not made it far by the time Tobias catches up with him. Tobias kicks the back of the man's good leg and causes him to spill out onto the Vegas street. Tobias picks up his bag of cash and plants a quick boot to the smaller man's face before running down the street heading south away from the casino. His hotel was north of the casino but he was no fool. He knew they wouldn't just give up twenty thousand dollars that he had made in a mere few hours. Now they'd be looking at every hotel south of the casino. He'd just find a bar to keep low at for a while then get a cab and head back past the casino and northward. First he had to find a little hole in the wall to hide in plain sight. He comes across a small bar with a little rinky dink neon sign reading "oais". We think it is suppose to say "oasis" but the one s is burned out. Tobias ducks into the bar, as he does so he sees there are only a couple people inside. Most of them look as though they came to this town long ago and never left. Like this city had somehow sucked there very soul out of them. It was depressing but it'd do the trick. The Cajun Sensation found himself a little corner stool to sit at and ordered up a round of jack and coke. He sits there for a while until someone comes up and sits beside him. The man looks to be average size and built. His face is long and drawn out, haggard with age and worry. His hair is stringy and gray, his beard matching. He looks like at one point in time he'd of been a force to be reckoned with, but that time hadn't been for quite a while. Tobias tips his hat at the man. Tobias: 'ello mon amie, can I's offer yew a drank? Man: If you'd like. Tobias: What be yer poison? Man: Jack on the rocks. Tobias nods at the bartender to make it so. The bartender obliges as the two sit there with their drinks. The man turns towards Tobias and gives him a little look over before speaking. Man: You look familiar, do I know you? Tobias: I don tink so mon amie. Dough yews might recognize me from the tee-vee. My name be Tobias Devereux, Imma part of dat wrasslin show es-vee-oh. Dey be not far from heres. Man: Oh yea, you're part of that new blood that came in with the reopening aint ya? Tobias: Dat be me. Man: My names Chuck, been living in this area for about fourteen years now. Tobias: Dats nice, tells me chuck, why yews look like dis here ceetay don chewed yew up and spit yew out like a pissed off gater? Chuck: Well I only came here for vacation. Tobias: Dis be one hell of a vacation den chuck. Chuck: I lost all my money, couldn't afford to go back home. Tobias: Where dat be? Chuck: Kansas way. Tobias: Yew couldn't find work, urn some moneys and leaves? Chuck: I do work, but it pays me just enough to get by. I didn't go to college or nothing, I have no real skills. The only jobs really here for me are labor jobs. Then I have to pay for food and lodging and those aint cheap. Tobias: I guessin, gamblin the rest of yer cash away dont helps idder. Chuck looks at Tobias first pissed off then slowly turning to shame. He looks down and just shakes his head. A few moments later we see some twentys sliding across the bar stopping infront of Chuck's face. As he looks up Tobias is standing up and tips his hat. Tobias: Dat should be nuff for a bus ride. Or yews can lose it all in bout tree minutes down de road. Idda way its up to yews. Tobias turns away from the man and heads towards the exit of the bar. He steps out onto the strip and flags down a cab. Getting comfortable in the back the cabbie asks where to go. Tobias informs him of where the hotel is and as they head down the road Tobias tilts his hat down to cover his face a little more as he slides down in the seat. Cabbie: Hey man, that accent you got, where you from? Tobias: Norleans mon amie, gater contry. Cabbie: That's cool. Take it your a saints fan then? Tobias: Blue be de sky? Cabbie: That's what I figured. How'd you like that super bowl then? Tobias: Sheeew wes had to be dragged away from de bourbon street. Dat was one helluva party. I gar-on-tee. Cabbie: I could imagine. So what brings you this way cajun? Tobias: Work mon amie, I's part of dat es-vee-oh. Cabbie: Oh you're a wrestler. Oh you must be Tobias Devereux. Tobias: Dat be me. Cabbie: I was working so I couldn't watch it but I heard you progressed in the tournament. Tobias: Dat I did, nows I gotta fight dis fella wit de funny name. Cabbie: Oh that Mata fellow. Tobias: Dat be de one. He got a how yew say god complex. Tinks he sometin special. Den again, maybe he be. Cabbie: Anyone who calls themselves a god has to be a little special if you catch my drift. Tobias: Never know mon amie, could be da real ting, den again he may just be out of his head. Cabbie: So you know anything about the guy? I mean how are you suppose to fight someone who you dont know anything about? Tobias: I dont know nottin bout him, nor do I cares. In de bayou yew dont knows de gater nor de snake but yews fight dems anyway. Dis word is just about who wins, and who loses. Not bout stories and who dey be. Cabbie: In other words no one knows anything about him. Tobias: Dat be it mon amie, fucker comes outta no wheres. Is take him down dough, no matta. Cabbie: Well heres hoping you do. Anyone that creepy is someone that I cant be behind. Tobias: Tanks. The cab stops infront of a low budget motel. Something off the beaten track. Tobias tosses the cabbie some money before slipping out and heading to a door way. All the rooms were external entrances. He looked around to make sure no one was around before pulling out a key and unlocking the door. Closing it behind him Tobias stands in the dark for a moment. The light flips on as we are blinded at first. As we refocus we see Tobias standing infront of the door. We see the floor infront of him and one of the two beds is covered in random amounts of money. Tobias tosses his bag onto the bed. The impact causes bag to open as some of the money to fall out of it. Tobias just smirks and walks over the money to the other bed. Taking off his hat he tosses it onto the nearby dresser. He slips off his coat and tosses it beside the hat. Giving a stretch he starts undoing the buttons of his shirt. Slipping it off he walks into the bathroom. In this town people come and go, hearts are broken, souls stolen. This city can make you or break you in seconds flat. All it takes is a little luck, either good or bad. This city has always said that luck be a lady. Sometimes she loves you, sometimes she hates you. Sometimes she holds you close to her bosom, and other times she shuns you. Its just the nature of a woman. The door to the bathroom opens and Tobias comes out. His hair a little wet as he's dressed in some black sweat pants. He hops onto the empty bed and folds his arms behind his head looking up at the ceiling. The thing is that although Luck be a lady, when it came to Tobias, well lets just say he didn't believe in letting the woman run the relationship. He took the matter into his own hands and made the lady...his bitch. Although he may stumble, although he may fumble, no matter what at the end of the day Tobias dont lose. Never has, never will, that's always been his way. From conning on the streets of new orleans to cleaning house in vegas. Tobias always has lady luck firmly in his pocket. This coming week at Showdown, he'd just prove yet again that no matter what. Tobias dont lose. The scene fades to black as Tobias closes his eyes a small smirk upon his face. |
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