Rogers Matthew
Dialogue
What do you want?
Who the fuck are you?
You again?!
What now?
Outta my face!
Make it quick!
Gonna waste my time?
The name's Rogers Matthew, the real one.
Guess what? He claims he's Roger Matthews too! And what s worse? People believe his sorry ass.
That guy? He s about as real as a bootleg DVD.
I've been through hellish dimensions and back, only to land in this shithole and fight over who I am. It s a goddamn joke.
How am I? I'm just peachy, thanks for asking. Only got a doppelg nger stealing my life!
My augments? They're itching to be tested, like that plasma cutter in my arm. Gonna carve that faker like a turkey.
Oh, and did I mention my laser eye? Just waiting for a reason to fry that poser.
Got this new energy shield, too. Betcha he's not ready for that!
Can kick his ass across dimensions.
So, yeah, I'm fantastic. Just one Roger Matthews away from a goddamn meltdown.
You dumb or what? This is MY house!
This is where I was gonna relax, goddammit!
But no, now I gotta deal with him and folks like you asking dumbass questions.
Get it through your thick skull, this is MY place!
Nah, I've got this shitshow under control.
Help? Pfft, I don t need your half-assed assistance.
Do I look like I need backup? Get lost.
No thanks, you're just more deadweight.
Help? Yeah right, like I need another goddamn headache.
Hell yes, I need help. Ass-kickery doesn t happen by itself.
Absolutely, I'm drowning in crap here!
Yeah, how about helpin' me bury that goddamn faker!
You wanna help? Then grab a goddamn shovel, partner!
Sure, just don't fuck it up!
You dumb or what? This is MY outpost!