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Topic Started: Mar 27 2010, 11:15 PM (90 Views)
Tobias
sVo Legend....and poor man's Dennis
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"Now Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser.
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."

The scene opens inside the new apartment home of the one and only Tobias Devereux. He is sitting in a big black leather recliner. His feet kicked up and his body leaned back. Tobias has a tennis ball in his hand. As he's laying there he's tossing the ball up into the air only to catch it. As he goes through this routine we notice he's already dressed for a night out. Black slacks, a crimson dress shirt, and black boots. His fedora and coat can be seen to the side on a coat rack next to the door. We notice a small black item in Tobias' ear. As we hear Tobias speak we realize it must be a blue tooth.

Tobias: "I unno mon amie. Dis week be diffrant dan any otta. Roulette be a mistress of jaded intentions. She a fickle lady, who don likes ole Tobias. Dat why I sticks to de cards. Dere no skill in roulette, jus luck. Yews mix dat wit da ess vee oh rosta den yews got a issue mon amie. Dere no tellin what I walkin into. Could be ole Tobias verses de whole corporation. Could be ole Tobias verses de ex fella.

Tobias pauses for a moment as the person on the other line is speaking. He just nods his head and smirks.

Tobias: True could be ole Tobias verses cee ess jay. Betta yet could be in a cage verses cee ess jay.

Tobias gives a small chuckle at the thought of being locked in a cage with the arrogant Christopher St. James. A man who he welcomed into the sVo only to have him disrespect him on the first edition of Tobias Talk. Then had the audacity to jump Tobias the next week. Tobias did get some sort of revenge the following week though. Showing St. James a little of his own medicine after his match.

Tobias: So whens yew comin to see ole Tobias? Neva know may needs yew around.

Tobias again pauses for a moment listening to the person on the other line. Tobias just nods along.

Tobias: Aight den mon amie. Yews take care and I'll sees yew when I sees yew.

Tobias hangs up his phone and sits up in the recliner. He had pretty much declared war between him and this "Mr. De Luca". He still needed to find out all he could about the organization. To do that he needed documents. He needed tax forms, employee dossier, bank information, and all those other types of documents. How was he going to get those things though. By now everyone that worked at the Bourbon Street casino knew his face. He had been in there all the time before this incident went down. He'd have to hire someone else to get these documents for him. Who though? Who could he manipulate easily enough to do something this dangerious for him without realizing it was all that dangerious?

Tobias just smirks as a thought occured to him. There was a new hire in the sVo, someone who could be just perfect for this job. Tobias stands up from the recliner and makes his way to the door. Grabbing his coat and hat Tobias heads out the door. A few moments later we see him heading down the stairwell heading towards the bottom floor. As he's going down stairs, he hears a scream from down the hall on one of the floors. He stops at first, he really is busy. He needs to get his plan in motion if he has hopes of it working.

Tobias just can't leaving the screams ignored though. He heads down the hallway in search for its source. Tobias can see further down the hall there is a doorway open. As he gets closer he can hear a woman and man yelling at each other. Upon arriving at the door Tobias peeks in for a second and can see a man standing approximately six feet and five inches tall. He's dwarfing the woman who is maybe five feet tall herself. The man's fist is balled and the woman's face looks bruised. Tobias cracks his neck and shakes his head. He always ends up in situations he really rather not be involved in. Tobias is knocked out of his thought by the two screaming.

Woman: You fucking piece of shit! Sleeping with that whore cocktail waitress!

Man: She aint no whore and it wont like you were putting out bitch!

Woman: Maybe I would of had you not always reeked of booze and patheticness!

The man quickly backhands the woman lifting her up and off her feet and crashing to the floor. At this Tobias steps through the door way and coughs rather loudly. The man turns around and looks Tobias up and down. Taking a few steps towards him the man snarls at Tobias.

Man: What the fuck you looking at fucker? This dont concern you, so why dont you disapear before I break you.

Tobias: I's sorry mon amie, I dont tink I cans do dat.

Man: You dont "tink" you can do that? What the fuck are you talking about? Something wrong with you, get the fuck out of here.

The man goes to swing on Tobias but Tobias just ducks under the punch. Tobias shoots off a few quick kidney shots. The man swings a massive backhand. Tobias just manages to get out of the reach of it and quickly kicks the man in the knee taking him down to a knee. Quickly Tobias slams his fist into the mans temple as hard as he can knocking the man out. Tobias holds his fist as if its in pain before shaking it.

Tobias: You aight char?

The woman gets up, tears in her eyes. She brushes herself off and kicks the man firmly in the face once.

Woman: Yes, thank you. My names Marie, what's yours?

Tobias: I be Tobias Devereux, it be a pleasure to meet you ma-ree

Tobias give small bow like motion and smirks tipping his hat.

Tobias: Now ole Tobias has buitness to take care of. Maybe he see yew again char.

Tobias turns and heads out of the apartment. He wastes no time making his way out of the apartment building. As he's heading down the street he pulls out his cellphone. Dialing a number real quick he puts the phone to his head as he's walking.

Tobias: 'ello char, dis be Tobias Devereux. I needs to book de next guest for de Tobias Talk show for ess vee oh. Dat right char, I needs yew to set it up wit yew contacts. De guest name is Harley Rusbridge. Yea char, I saw his works before. Heard he had signed wit de ess vee oh. So just set it up if yew would char. Tanks.

Tobias hangs up his phone. But what could he want with Harley Rusbridge P.E.I., one of the latest signees for the sVo? Maybe it has to do with his issue with Mr. De Luca. Or maybe its completely unrelated. Only time could tell. Meanwhile Tobias made his way down the street until he reached what appeared like a gym. Tobias heads inside, as he does so he acknowledges the door man who just nods. Tobias heads into the back through a door that is marked "Employees only." As he heads through the door we see in the back is infact an underground gambling facility. There is some cards being played off to one side, some slot machines in the middle and some other games to the other side. He makes his way to the chips counter. Sitting down a stack of money Tobias waits while the girl behind the counter grabs him some chips. Tobias tips his hat at her as she hands him the stack of chips.

Heading out amongst the people in the facility Tobias just stays quiet listening to the people as he passes. Listening for anything that may help him gather information Tobias makes his rounds through the building. His incognito doesn't last long though as he is quickly recognized by a fan as he's walking around. The fan quickly comes up to Tobias and shakes his hand.

Fan: You're Mr. Tobias Devereux, big fan, I'm Peter.

Tobias: "Ello mon amie, be dere someting ole Tobias can helps you wit?

Peter: No sir Mr. Devereux, I just wanted to come by and say how huge of a fan I am of your work. Watching you advance all the way to the finals in the Alex Ross Tournament has been a treat.

Tobias: tank yew Peter, it be a treat for me as wells.

Peter: There was one thing I didn't understand though.

Tobias: Oh?

Peter: Yes, that DJ guy called you Canadian, and St. James calls you french. I was under the impression you were from New Orleans Louisianna.

Tobias: Dat I am, but de peoples from which I came. De cajuns, dey are decend-ants of Arcadians, which dey come from French occupied Canada. So de Cajun's be sorta french canadian in ancestery.

Peter: Okay, I suppose that makes sense.

Tobias: no worry Peter, it don make sense to mes idda. Dey just cooyons and know no betta.

Peter: That sounds more like it Mr. Devereux. Would you mind joining me for a little while at my table? Play a few rounds, see how we fare. You're good luck, you'll be a help to me I'm sure.

Tobias: I spose I could. Wat game we be playin?

Peter: Roulette.

Peter motions to a roulette will off to the side. Peter starts making his way over to the table.

Tobias: I hates roulette.

Fade to black.
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