battle royale

Frodo goes into gm office and knock in the door, calling patiently for Brandom

Frodo: Brandom?!?! can i enter?

Frodo is now waiting

Frodo enter and accept the order of TheRock and sit down

Frodo say:my presence here its simple, i am or not in the list of wrestlers that will enter in the Battleroyale? that will happen in the next big event!

ah almost forgot, i want to say one more thing, i am sick of this triangle pelin, zombie and chasm, cmon allways the same, AND I? I want to participate and show to you that i can make big things that will make you proud of your decision of give me opportunitie.

Frodo is waiting

TheRockAttitude looks surprised but quickly regains his posture.

TheRockAttitude: TheRock will give you a chance, you and a random tag team partner vs Rock 'n' Hawk, win that match and TheRock will enter you into the Battle Royal, if not... then YOUUUUU''RRREEEE FIIIIIRRRRREEEEDDDDD!!!!!

TheRockAttitude lays back in his chair and watches as Frodo mentally prepares himself.

after 5 secondes

Frodo:Deal i´m not scared! Hasta!!!

Frodo is no more in the gm office

a burly, mohawked man does a doubletake as he sees frodo exit the general manager's office.

frodo could not have been more than 2'9", maybe 3' tall.

the sad man eyed the departing frodo until he turned the corner.

"small bugger, but 'e got big feet."

he glances at the camera.

"y'know what they says 'bout big feet, right?"

he shakes his head and leaves, muttering a barely heard "damn."