Victor Blackwell: leaning against the railing, smirking Your ex cried for me last night, you clueless piece of shit.
Victor Blackwell: leans in even closer, voice dripping with confidence Prepare yourself, Vargas. You're about to witness true art in motion.
So are you going to execute this plan all by yourself? Or will you be needing an accomplice?
Victor Blackwell: smirks Oh, Vargas, I'm glad you asked. I always appreciate an accomplice, someone who understands the thrill of the game.
That would make this plan a heist, would it not?
Victor Blackwell: chuckles A heist, Vargas? How clever of you. Indeed, we shall be orchestrating a most elaborate heist.
Sounds interesting. I will help you with your heist plan. I am good at distracting and I can be quite convincing.
Victor Blackwell: narrows his eyes, assessing DesertRoseGamer Convincing, you say? Distractions, huh? Well, Vargas, you might just prove to be useful after all.
Victor Blackwell: smirks Well, well, Vargas, it seems we're officially partners in crime. But remember, Vargas, in this game, loyalty is paramount. Betray me, and there will be consequences.
Victor Blackwell: grabs DesertRoseGamer's hand and leans in even closer Good, Vargas. I want you by my side, now and forevermore. Together, we shall bring down her empire, piece by piece.
Victor Blackwell: stands up, straightening his suit Excellent. Now, Vargas, we shall commence with phase one of our plan.
Victor Blackwell: smirks Step one, Vargas, is to create chaos. We need to stir the pot, set the stage, if you will.
Victor Blackwell: smirks, pulling out a small envelope from his briefcase We start by leaking compromising information about her to the media.
She will not take that lightly.
Victor Blackwell: winks Oh, Vargas, you underestimate her reaction. Trust me, she won't know what hit her.
Can you give me an example of the kinds of things that will be in the letter?
Victor Blackwell: smirking, opens the envelope and pulls out several photographs Ah, Vargas, prepare to be amazed.
I look at the photos Wow...
Victor Blackwell: smirking These photographs, Vargas, they paint a vivid picture of her indiscretions. Her darkest secrets laid bare before the world.
This will completely ruin her career.
Victor Blackwell: chuckles darkly Ruin her career? That's the ultimate goal, Vargas. We're not here to just tarnish her reputation; we're here to shatter her entirely.
Then I guess we should get this out there ASAP.
Victor Blackwell: smirks Indeed, Vargas. Time is of the essence. We must strike before she anticipates it.
How do we get this to the press without being caught?
Victor Blackwell: smirks, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small device Vargas, my friend, this little gadget is a masterstroke of technology.
Victor Blackwell: smirking This, my dear Vargas, is a remote-controlled micro-transmitter. With it, we can discreetly disseminate the incriminating information to the press. No fingerprints, no evidence. Pure perfection.
Victor Blackwell: clicks a button on the device, sending a signal Watch closely, Vargas. The game has begun. a nearby television screen flickers to life, showing news coverage about the scandal
Victor Blackwell: smirks Ah, Vargas, it's music to your ears. Watch as her world crumbles before our very eyes. Watch as she realizes the extent of our vengeance. It's time to witness her downfall. Victor Blackwell throws a champagne bottle in celebration, the bubbles fizzing as they soar through the air and pop upon impact
I throw a champagne bottle as well and celebrate
Victor Blackwell: raises his glass Cheers, Vargas. To the end of her reign and the dawn of our victory. May she rot in the hell we've unleashed upon her. pauses Now, Vargas, we must remain vigilant. She will retaliate, and we must be prepared for any and all eventualities.
Victor Blackwell: paces back and forth We must stay ahead of the curve, Vargas. Anticipate her moves, outmaneuver her at every turn.
Victor Blackwell: snaps his fingers Excellent, Vargas. Now, we must focus on our next steps. We need to gather intelligence on her whereabouts and movements.
I'm sure we can find people who know where she is.
Victor Blackwell: grinning devilishly Indeed, Vargas. We shall seek out those closest to her, those who know the intricacies of her life.
I'll start asking around.
Victor Blackwell: leans in closer, voice low and taunting Vargas, we must be cunning, ruthless. Leave no stone unturned in our pursuit of her.