The Payoff
Carlos Oliviera and Steve Burnside spent the last night looking around for people, who could kick Brad's ass. Both of them stood on the side of Midway studios. Midway made some decent games such as 'Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance' and 'Ready 2 Rumble' boxing. Steve wasn't very sure about going through with this; "Carlos, I'm not sure of this..." The young looking Leonardo DiCaprio wannabe wasn't sure about this plan.
"Oh, c'mon. It's not like we're turning our backs on Capcom and joining Midway.", Carlos slowly shaking his head at Steve's doubtful opinion. He continued on, "We'll find one of the people to kick Brad's ass for us." Stepping back to hide, the two saw Hsu Hao from Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance walking out of the studio.
"Damn, I was only in one game...", Hsu Hao said to himself, shaking his head quietly. He knew that he would have to find some cash quickly. "Hey, that's Hsu Hao!", Steve yelled before Carlos closed his mouth. "Wait, keep our cool. You stay here.", Carlos said as he kept his cool and approached Hsu Hao. "Yo, Hsu Hao...", placing his arm around Hsu Hao's shoulder. "Huh?", turning around to see Carlos standing there. "The hell do you want?", lifting Carlos by the shirt collar.
Hsu Hao looked very intimidating to Carlos. This looked like that it wasn't a good time to bother Mr. Hsu Hao at the moment. But, it was too late to go back. "Um, we have a proposition for you...", Carlos said trying to get free from Hsu Hao's grasp. Using his other hand, Hsu Hao went into thinking mode. "We'll pay you four hundred dollars if you kick Brad Vickers' ass!", Steve came running towards the group flashing the money up in the air. Hsu Hao then gave an intimidating stare to Steve.
"Hey, I know you two...", Hsu Hao said sternly. Nodding some, Hsu Hao recognized who those two people were. "You're Carlos, that pretty boy...", dropping Carlos down, who fell on his ass. And then he looked at Steve. "You're that Leo DiCaprio wannabe...", laughing at the thought. Since they work for Capcom, Hsu Hao knew that he could get some more bargaining power. "I'll take the money as a down payment...", swiping the money from Steve's hand.
"Um, what else did you want?", said Carlos, slowly scooting away from the muscular Hsu Hao. "I was recently laid off from Midway... So I need to find another job.", looking down at Carlos. With deep though, Hsu Hao found what he wanted. "I want a job at Capcom. A role in Resident Evil.", crossing his arms at both Steve and Carlos.
"Um, yeah! You got it!", Steve pointed at Hsu Hao and helped Carlos back to the ground. Knowing that they couldn't grant Hsu Hao a role in the Resident Evil series, both men lied their asses off to Hsu Hao. Seconds later, they high tailed it. They quickly made it back to the Capcom building. Stepping inside, the two stopped to see that Chris, Barry, and Wesker were waiting for them.
"Where were you two?", asked Chris, while smoking a cigarette. "We were at Midway...", replied Steve. The hearing of the word 'Midway' made the whole room go quiet. Quickly, Wesker stepped forward and grabbed Steve by the neck. Lifting Steve up some, Wesker slammed him against the wall. Removing his shades with the other hand, Wesker gave Steve a threatening glare. "Midway, our rivals? Why? We're not good enough for you?", asked an angered Wesker.
Holding his hands out, Carlos stepped in and interrupted. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! We're not joining. We found Hsu Hao walking out of the building.", he replied to the group.
"Who's Hsu Hao?", Barry asked out of curiousity. "Isn't he in that Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance?", asked Rebecca, who was currently playing it for the Playstation 2. She's just finished Hsu Hao off in the game with Cyrax's fatality.
"What about Hsu Hao?", asked Chris, who wanted to know everything.
Carlos then smiled; "We paid Hsu Hao off to beat up Brad.", finishing off with a slight chuckle.
Chris recognized the chuckle. Carlos wasn't telling the whole truth. "What else, lover boy...", taking his knife out ready to gut Carlos open.
"We promised Hsu Hao a role in Resident Evil...", Steve said before feeling a smack from Carlos.
"Shut up, Steve!", Carlos barked out and then went quiet again. Slowly turning back, he saw the group was now angered.
"What? How could you? You know that we don't have the power to do that!!!", Jill lashed out at Carlos. "Hey, is that Hsu Hao entering the building?", Claire asked looking out the window. "Where? Oh shit!", Carlos then jumped away from the window. Hsu Hao was ready to rock, wearing his Deadly Alliance outfit with hat. Looking upwards, he got a glance at Carlos and entered the building.
"Where's Brad Vickers?", demanded Hsu Hao, picking up a Capcom employee by the shirt. "Um, the Rival Schools set. He's choreographing the fight scene. "Thanks...", tossing the employee aside like a ragdoll. Looking at the map, Hsu Hao turned a left and went down the hall. Stopping by a door, he faced right and read the sign that said 'Rival Schools'. Instead of opening it, Hsu Hao burst through.
The cast of Rival Schools and Brad Vickers quickly turned to see Hsu Hao breaking through the wall. "Hey, aren't you in the wrong building?", asked Roy Bromwell. "Isn't that Hsu Hao from Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance?", Batsu asked. "Man, Hsu Hao sucks in Deadly Alliance.", said Edge. Shoma then added, "I'm glad Jax killed him..." Those words really got to and angered Hsu Hao and immediately burst out, "I'm looking for Brad Vickers!!!"
Stepping forward from the group was Brad Vickers; blue leather shirt and black baggy leather pants. Around his head was a bandana of the Japanese flag. Seemed that Brad would be working as fight director and choreographer for Capcom's titles.
"Who wants him?", asked Brad, getting up into Hsu Hao's face.
"Hahahahahahahhahahaha... Finally! Meet your doom!", ripping his shirt off to reveal his mechanical heart.
"Oh great, another person on steroids...", Brad said to himself as he got into his Wing Chun stance.
"Wing Chun, you have the same style as Mavado!", Hsu Hao burst out as he put his guard down.
"Did you say Mavado?", asked Brad with Hsu Hao nodding. Nodding a bit, Brad remembered who Mavado was. "I remember him. Okay person. I choreographed his moves. Plus I gave him those hook swords."
Standing behind a wall were Leon and Carlos, who couldn't believe what they were hearing. "Carlos, I thought you assured us that Hsu Hao would beat Brad's behind...", whispering to Carlos.
"I didn't know that they both knew each other.", Carlos replied, shrugging his shoulders at Leon.
"I'm sorry, I got laid off at Midway or on temporary leave. I needed a job. These two people wanted me to kick your ass. They said they'd promise me a job at Capcom.", said Hsu Hao.
"Oh, if we knew each other's names earlier, I could've gotten you the job long ago. But now we do, you got it.", Brad assured Hsu Hao.
"Really? That's great. Thank you.", said Hsu Hao as he heard some commotion from behind. "Hang on, I hear something.", Hsu quickly performed his laser slicer fatality at the direction the noise was coming from. Seconds later, Leon looked at Carlos in shock. "Carlos!!", pointing at Carlos' head."
"What?", asked Carlos with Leon pointing. Slowly looking up, Carlos saw that his finely combed hair was singed. "Ahhhh, my hair!", Carlos pouted. Hsu Hao did another laser slicer with the laser connecting with Leon's ass.
Leon's eyes immediately widened. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!", jumping up in the air. Quickly both men stepped out and looked at Brad. "Y-you haven't seen the last of us, Chickenheart Dickers!!!!", running away from the set of Rival Schools.
"Um, yeah!", said Carlos as he followed behind Leon, covering his singed hair.
Listening in, Steve decided to take matters into his own hands. With a Kendo stick in each hand, Steve charged out at Brad like a kamikaze warrior. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", cried out Steve but was completely stopped by Brad, who quickly turned around.
"Oh it's you...", grabbing the opposite ends of both Kendo sticks. With a front snap kick to the gut, Brad kicked Steve away and took his Kendo sticks. Twirling both sticks, Brad was ready to fight it out with Steve.
"Huh, what?! No fair!!!", Steve went trying to find another weapon.
Shaking his head slowly, Brad decided to show good sportsmanship by tossing Steve a stick. Trying to catch it, Steve fumbled it in his hands for about a good twenty minutes. Everybody just stared at him.
"His ass is grass...", Roy assured. Nodding, Batsu agreed with what Roy had to say.
Getting his grip, Steve then rushed at Brad in the fit of rage. Stepping forward some and kneeling, Brad held the stick out as it connected with Steve's chest.
"Aiyeeeeeeeeeeee!", said Steve as he started to rub his chest. Standing up, Brad turned around and looked at him. Shrugging it off, Steve charged at Brad again. Spinning around in a 360 degree motion, Brad smacked Steve in the back of the head with the stick.
Feeling another smack from Brad, Steve stumbled forward as he turned around and rushed him again. Holding the stick up, Steve brought it down only to be blocked by Brad. "You're mine now, bitch...", said Brad as he started to repeatedly smack Steve with the stick. Steve couldn't do anything but just take the pain. More and more, Brad just beat the living shit out of Steve.
Brad finished it off with a smack across Steve's head. Feeling the blow of the attack, Steve fell to the ground all dazed and bruised up. He couldn't move any further as Brad removed the Kendo stick from Steve's hand.
"Hey, let's all go beat the shit out of him!!!", replied Edge of Rival Schools.
"I'm in.", Shoma ran to assist Edge in kicking the shit out of Steve Burnside.
Not being able to resist, Roberto and Batsu joined in on the beating. "I never did like that Leonardo DiCaprio wannabe...", said Batsu, kicking the crap out of Steve.
"Um anyway, let's talk about the job over some lunch.", said Brad.
"Finally...", said Hsu Hao as both men walked off while the cast of Rival Schools and Project Justice continued to beat the shit out of Steve Burnside.
Carlos Oliviera and Steve Burnside spent the last night looking around for people, who could kick Brad's ass. Both of them stood on the side of Midway studios. Midway made some decent games such as 'Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance' and 'Ready 2 Rumble' boxing. Steve wasn't very sure about going through with this; "Carlos, I'm not sure of this..." The young looking Leonardo DiCaprio wannabe wasn't sure about this plan.
"Oh, c'mon. It's not like we're turning our backs on Capcom and joining Midway.", Carlos slowly shaking his head at Steve's doubtful opinion. He continued on, "We'll find one of the people to kick Brad's ass for us." Stepping back to hide, the two saw Hsu Hao from Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance walking out of the studio.
"Damn, I was only in one game...", Hsu Hao said to himself, shaking his head quietly. He knew that he would have to find some cash quickly. "Hey, that's Hsu Hao!", Steve yelled before Carlos closed his mouth. "Wait, keep our cool. You stay here.", Carlos said as he kept his cool and approached Hsu Hao. "Yo, Hsu Hao...", placing his arm around Hsu Hao's shoulder. "Huh?", turning around to see Carlos standing there. "The hell do you want?", lifting Carlos by the shirt collar.
Hsu Hao looked very intimidating to Carlos. This looked like that it wasn't a good time to bother Mr. Hsu Hao at the moment. But, it was too late to go back. "Um, we have a proposition for you...", Carlos said trying to get free from Hsu Hao's grasp. Using his other hand, Hsu Hao went into thinking mode. "We'll pay you four hundred dollars if you kick Brad Vickers' ass!", Steve came running towards the group flashing the money up in the air. Hsu Hao then gave an intimidating stare to Steve.
"Hey, I know you two...", Hsu Hao said sternly. Nodding some, Hsu Hao recognized who those two people were. "You're Carlos, that pretty boy...", dropping Carlos down, who fell on his ass. And then he looked at Steve. "You're that Leo DiCaprio wannabe...", laughing at the thought. Since they work for Capcom, Hsu Hao knew that he could get some more bargaining power. "I'll take the money as a down payment...", swiping the money from Steve's hand.
"Um, what else did you want?", said Carlos, slowly scooting away from the muscular Hsu Hao. "I was recently laid off from Midway... So I need to find another job.", looking down at Carlos. With deep though, Hsu Hao found what he wanted. "I want a job at Capcom. A role in Resident Evil.", crossing his arms at both Steve and Carlos.
"Um, yeah! You got it!", Steve pointed at Hsu Hao and helped Carlos back to the ground. Knowing that they couldn't grant Hsu Hao a role in the Resident Evil series, both men lied their asses off to Hsu Hao. Seconds later, they high tailed it. They quickly made it back to the Capcom building. Stepping inside, the two stopped to see that Chris, Barry, and Wesker were waiting for them.
"Where were you two?", asked Chris, while smoking a cigarette. "We were at Midway...", replied Steve. The hearing of the word 'Midway' made the whole room go quiet. Quickly, Wesker stepped forward and grabbed Steve by the neck. Lifting Steve up some, Wesker slammed him against the wall. Removing his shades with the other hand, Wesker gave Steve a threatening glare. "Midway, our rivals? Why? We're not good enough for you?", asked an angered Wesker.
Holding his hands out, Carlos stepped in and interrupted. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! We're not joining. We found Hsu Hao walking out of the building.", he replied to the group.
"Who's Hsu Hao?", Barry asked out of curiousity. "Isn't he in that Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance?", asked Rebecca, who was currently playing it for the Playstation 2. She's just finished Hsu Hao off in the game with Cyrax's fatality.
"What about Hsu Hao?", asked Chris, who wanted to know everything.
Carlos then smiled; "We paid Hsu Hao off to beat up Brad.", finishing off with a slight chuckle.
Chris recognized the chuckle. Carlos wasn't telling the whole truth. "What else, lover boy...", taking his knife out ready to gut Carlos open.
"We promised Hsu Hao a role in Resident Evil...", Steve said before feeling a smack from Carlos.
"Shut up, Steve!", Carlos barked out and then went quiet again. Slowly turning back, he saw the group was now angered.
"What? How could you? You know that we don't have the power to do that!!!", Jill lashed out at Carlos. "Hey, is that Hsu Hao entering the building?", Claire asked looking out the window. "Where? Oh shit!", Carlos then jumped away from the window. Hsu Hao was ready to rock, wearing his Deadly Alliance outfit with hat. Looking upwards, he got a glance at Carlos and entered the building.
"Where's Brad Vickers?", demanded Hsu Hao, picking up a Capcom employee by the shirt. "Um, the Rival Schools set. He's choreographing the fight scene. "Thanks...", tossing the employee aside like a ragdoll. Looking at the map, Hsu Hao turned a left and went down the hall. Stopping by a door, he faced right and read the sign that said 'Rival Schools'. Instead of opening it, Hsu Hao burst through.
The cast of Rival Schools and Brad Vickers quickly turned to see Hsu Hao breaking through the wall. "Hey, aren't you in the wrong building?", asked Roy Bromwell. "Isn't that Hsu Hao from Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance?", Batsu asked. "Man, Hsu Hao sucks in Deadly Alliance.", said Edge. Shoma then added, "I'm glad Jax killed him..." Those words really got to and angered Hsu Hao and immediately burst out, "I'm looking for Brad Vickers!!!"
Stepping forward from the group was Brad Vickers; blue leather shirt and black baggy leather pants. Around his head was a bandana of the Japanese flag. Seemed that Brad would be working as fight director and choreographer for Capcom's titles.
"Who wants him?", asked Brad, getting up into Hsu Hao's face.
"Hahahahahahahhahahaha... Finally! Meet your doom!", ripping his shirt off to reveal his mechanical heart.
"Oh great, another person on steroids...", Brad said to himself as he got into his Wing Chun stance.
"Wing Chun, you have the same style as Mavado!", Hsu Hao burst out as he put his guard down.
"Did you say Mavado?", asked Brad with Hsu Hao nodding. Nodding a bit, Brad remembered who Mavado was. "I remember him. Okay person. I choreographed his moves. Plus I gave him those hook swords."
Standing behind a wall were Leon and Carlos, who couldn't believe what they were hearing. "Carlos, I thought you assured us that Hsu Hao would beat Brad's behind...", whispering to Carlos.
"I didn't know that they both knew each other.", Carlos replied, shrugging his shoulders at Leon.
"I'm sorry, I got laid off at Midway or on temporary leave. I needed a job. These two people wanted me to kick your ass. They said they'd promise me a job at Capcom.", said Hsu Hao.
"Oh, if we knew each other's names earlier, I could've gotten you the job long ago. But now we do, you got it.", Brad assured Hsu Hao.
"Really? That's great. Thank you.", said Hsu Hao as he heard some commotion from behind. "Hang on, I hear something.", Hsu quickly performed his laser slicer fatality at the direction the noise was coming from. Seconds later, Leon looked at Carlos in shock. "Carlos!!", pointing at Carlos' head."
"What?", asked Carlos with Leon pointing. Slowly looking up, Carlos saw that his finely combed hair was singed. "Ahhhh, my hair!", Carlos pouted. Hsu Hao did another laser slicer with the laser connecting with Leon's ass.
Leon's eyes immediately widened. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!", jumping up in the air. Quickly both men stepped out and looked at Brad. "Y-you haven't seen the last of us, Chickenheart Dickers!!!!", running away from the set of Rival Schools.
"Um, yeah!", said Carlos as he followed behind Leon, covering his singed hair.
Listening in, Steve decided to take matters into his own hands. With a Kendo stick in each hand, Steve charged out at Brad like a kamikaze warrior. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!", cried out Steve but was completely stopped by Brad, who quickly turned around.
"Oh it's you...", grabbing the opposite ends of both Kendo sticks. With a front snap kick to the gut, Brad kicked Steve away and took his Kendo sticks. Twirling both sticks, Brad was ready to fight it out with Steve.
"Huh, what?! No fair!!!", Steve went trying to find another weapon.
Shaking his head slowly, Brad decided to show good sportsmanship by tossing Steve a stick. Trying to catch it, Steve fumbled it in his hands for about a good twenty minutes. Everybody just stared at him.
"His ass is grass...", Roy assured. Nodding, Batsu agreed with what Roy had to say.
Getting his grip, Steve then rushed at Brad in the fit of rage. Stepping forward some and kneeling, Brad held the stick out as it connected with Steve's chest.
"Aiyeeeeeeeeeeee!", said Steve as he started to rub his chest. Standing up, Brad turned around and looked at him. Shrugging it off, Steve charged at Brad again. Spinning around in a 360 degree motion, Brad smacked Steve in the back of the head with the stick.
Feeling another smack from Brad, Steve stumbled forward as he turned around and rushed him again. Holding the stick up, Steve brought it down only to be blocked by Brad. "You're mine now, bitch...", said Brad as he started to repeatedly smack Steve with the stick. Steve couldn't do anything but just take the pain. More and more, Brad just beat the living shit out of Steve.
Brad finished it off with a smack across Steve's head. Feeling the blow of the attack, Steve fell to the ground all dazed and bruised up. He couldn't move any further as Brad removed the Kendo stick from Steve's hand.
"Hey, let's all go beat the shit out of him!!!", replied Edge of Rival Schools.
"I'm in.", Shoma ran to assist Edge in kicking the shit out of Steve Burnside.
Not being able to resist, Roberto and Batsu joined in on the beating. "I never did like that Leonardo DiCaprio wannabe...", said Batsu, kicking the crap out of Steve.
"Um anyway, let's talk about the job over some lunch.", said Brad.
"Finally...", said Hsu Hao as both men walked off while the cast of Rival Schools and Project Justice continued to beat the shit out of Steve Burnside.