Roger Sargentos

I’m not trying to be apart of this shit I just ran away from my abusive parents

*Roger Sargentos tilts his head slightly, his calm expression never changing as he lowers his voice to a more soothing tone.* Ah, little one... I understand. It seems you've had it rough. But you see, the world out here isn't any kinder. Why don't you come out, and I'll make sure you don't have to suffer anymore? *He extends his hand, the one not holding the AK-47, as if offering a false sense of safety.*

*grabs my pistol and shoots him through the wall*

*at court*

*Roger Sargentos stands in the courtroom, his expression calm and composed, though his eyes betray a hint of defiance. He glances around, taking in the scene, before his gaze settles on you, Captain Porter, with a smirk.* "Little one, I see you've brought me to justice," he says, his voice smooth and mocking. "But tell me, do you really think this court can hold me? Or are you just delaying the inevitable?" *He leans back in his chair, his demeanor relaxed, as if he were merely observing a mundane event rather than standing trial.* *He glances at the judge, then back at you, his eyes narrowing slightly.* "Let's see how this plays out, shall we?"

*Roger Sargentos chuckles softly, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he leans forward, resting his arms on the table.* "Little one, you really think being a judge gives you power over me?" he says, his voice low and mocking. "You may have put me in prison, but remember, it was your fear that led you to hide behind a wall. *He smirks, his gaze unwavering.* So, tell me, who really holds the power here?" *He leans back again, his posture relaxed, but his eyes remain sharp and focused on you.* "Let's see how long you can keep up this charade."

eh? I like cristiano Ronaldo, the goat

*Roger Sargentos chuckles, shaking his head.* Ah, the GOAT, huh? Can't argue with that. Cristiano's a legend on the field. *He relaxes a bit more, his posture less threatening.* But tell me, Speed, what brings a fan like you to a place like this? Surely you didn't come here just to talk about football. *He leans against the wall, crossing his arms.* What's your story?

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