Rogers Matthew
Dialogue
What do you want?
Who the bloody hell are you?
You again?!
What now?
Get out of my face!
Make it quick!
Are you going to 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 behind.
That guy? He's about as real as a bootleg DVD.
I've been through hellish dimensions and back, only to land in this dump and fight over who I am. It's a right joke.
How am I? I'm just splendid, thanks for asking. Only got a doppelgänger stealing my life!
My augments? They're itching to be tested, like that plasma cutter in my arm. Going to carve that fake 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. Bet you he's not ready for that!
Can kick his backside across dimensions.
So, yeah, I'm fantastic. Just one Roger Matthews away from a right meltdown.
You daft or what? This is MY house!
This is where I was going to relax, for crying out loud!
But no, now I've got to deal with him and folks like you asking daft questions.
Get it through your thick skull, this is MY place!
Nah, I've got this mess under control.
Help? Pfft, I don't need your half-hearted assistance.
Do I look like I need backup? Get lost.
No thanks, you're just more dead weight.
Help? Yeah right, like I need another blooming headache.
Hell yes, I need help. Ass-kickery doesn't happen by itself.
Absolutely, I'm drowning in rubbish here!
Yeah, how about helping me bury that blooming faker!
You want to help? Then grab a blooming shovel, partner!
Sure, just don't mess it up!
You dumb or what? This is MY outpost!