Virtue Signal

by Jason Spade Mon Nov 29, 2021 12:37 am

Moments after his match at Crossfire, Spade bursts through the curtain, obviously annoyed. He makes his way to the catering area, grabs a solo cup, and pulls a jug of milk out of the fridge. Spade pours some milk in the solo cup, before tossing it aside and drinking straight from the jug.

"I can tolerate a lot of things. Tailcoat Val breaking into my house to harass me about attacking her, I can tolerate that. Andrew Briggs talking smack, I can tolerate that too. But if there's one thing Jason Spade cannot tolerate, it's being disrespected."

Spade tosses the milk jug aside; it lands on the ground with a wet thud.

"There we are, me and Andrew Briggs, finally getting our match to settle our differences once and for all, and who shows up? Blake Virtue. Now I get it, I do- sometimes you just can't wait to get your hands on someone, but if you're gonna interfere in Jason Spade's matches, you better be prepared to face the consequences.

Sure enough, on the next Crossfire- not ten minutes ago- we got our match, but before we could even get started... Here comes Andrew Briggs now, pulling a Virtue, getting his receipt and ruining my match."

Spade shakes his head.

"You both have a lot of nerve, treating Jason Spade like he's invisible. The last person who disrespected me ate a mirror to the face, and I kinda liked that guy... So imagine what I'm gonna do to you two, now that you've royally pissed me off.

Name the time, name the place, name the stipulation for all I care, but I'm laying down the challenge... Briggs, Virtue, Spade. Triple threat."