Scott

Scott is an NPC on Jarilo-VI, located in Boulder Town.
==Profile==
Scott is the owner of the Fight Club.
He has a reputation for valuing profit over all else and mistreating his workers. He effectively led Kluzer to his death by coercing the man into wearing Fragmentum Monster Armor for his boxing matches, which caused the man's health to rapidly deteriorate. Despite the concerns of Natasha and the Trailblazer, Kluzer chose to continue fighting, only to be soundly defeated by another boxing champion. Enraged, Scott ordered Kluzer to find a new set of armor in Rivet Town, where Kluzer ultimately succumbed to the Fragmentum's effects and disappeared without a trace.
An investigationInvestigation: Fight Club: Scott's Box in Fight Club of Boulder Town reveals that Scott was married to a woman named Alyssia Prince and had with her a daughter, Beatrice Prince. However, Scott's work kept him apart from his family and he showed no concern for them, much to Alyssia's mounting frustration. The day after Beatrice's fifth birthday, Alyssia called Scott to inform him that she was cutting ties with him and taking Beatrice elsewhere.Investigation: Backwater Pass: Phone Booth Later that very night, Alyssia and Beatrice got into a car accident, which instantly killed Alyssia and left Beatrice severely injured. Scott was deeply distressed upon hearing the news from the authorities, and kept the incident report locked in a safebox in the Fight Club. The combination to the box is Beatrice's birthday (0213, or February 13).
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==Voice Lines==
;(Version 1)
:: "You don't got a ticket, quit hanging around!"
;(Version 2)
:: "Hey, you! Interested in signing with yours truly?"
==Dialogue==
;(First interaction)
:Scott: Hmm, the off-season is over and the busy season for boxing is coming up... If the ticket prices go up by 10%...
:Scott: Huh? Who are you? Do you have a ticket? If not, please leave... Hang on, judging by your strange outfit, could you be —
:Scott: Haha! So you're an outsider! I'm being blind here. Sorry if I offended you.
:Scott: Let me introduce myself. I'm Scott, the owner of the Fight Club. I heard that you are very good at fighting... Hmm, you also look pretty good.
:Scott: I need people like you here. Do you want to join the club and be a resident boxer for this season?
: I'll mull it over.
::Scott: What do you say? Time waits for no man.
: I'm not signing up with you.
::Scott: Hmph, you'll regret it. Don't come asking me to change my mind later.
:Scott: If you're not here to fight, you must be here to watch.
:Scott: Go buy a ticket. I'm an honest businessman. Exchanging a few words with me won't get you free admission.
;(Continue onto dialogue options below)
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;(Subsequent interactions)
:Scott: Hmph, as I said, opportunity doesn't wait. Getting rich is just a matter of time when you are with me.
:Scott: Let me be clear, you already missed one chance to sign up, so if you want to be a boxer now, the basic salary and profit share ratio won't be as high as before.
:Scott: So, what exactly do you want to see me about?
: I want to ask you...
::Scott: Hmm? What do you want to know? If you want to know my business secrets, then I'll have to tell you to go away.
:: Who are the fighters?
:::Scott: Anyone that wants to be a fighter here needs to have some selling points. As long as they can bring me profit, whether they are clowns or monsters, I'll hire them.
:::Scott: I'm the best at seeing through people. I can tell at a glance which boxer has real talent and which one is just a loser.
:::Scott: Why are you asking? Are you thinking about giving it a try now? You could have said yes to me earlier.
:: Is there a lot of money in this line of work?
:::Scott: As long as we have a constant flow of customers, income is guaranteed. Hah, do you really think that all I do is sell tickets? What could I do with the tiny bit of money I make from tickets?
:::Scott: My goal is to create an end-to-end in-depth marketing campaign, segment the audience, seize on the trends, and builds an audio-visual entertainment industry around boxing in the Underworld...
:::Scott: And then link it to all the industries in the Underground to create a business empire...
:::Scott: Ahem, I've said too much. Just consider this as me thinking out loud....pretend you heard nothing, okay?
:: I heard you mistreat the boxers.
:::Scott: Baloney! Who said that? Tell them to say it to my face.
:::Scott: They are welcome to end their contracts and find a job somewhere else if they can't take it anymore. The mining team would love one of these big, burly guys.
:::Scott: Maybe they're just too fragile. Instead of reflecting on their own decisions, they accuse me of abuse! The typical mentality of the weak!
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: I'm just passing by. I've got somewhere else to be.
::Scott: Hmph, ignorant outsiders.
::Scott: Everyone knows, they have to follow Scott if they want to make a life for themselves Underground.
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;(Included in subsequent interactions, upon completing )
: How have things been?
::Scott: Bwahaha, did you hear that? They're lifting the blockade between the Overworld and the Underworld, and the Silvermane Guards will be coming down here!
:: What's in this for you?
:: ...Is there a joke in there that I've failed to understand?
::Scott: Hmph, you just don't get it! The Silvermane Guards will definitely be stationed here for a long time, So, here's my question: There's nothing to do for fun down in the Underworld, so what are they going to be getting up to for entertainment?
:: Are you hinting at the Fight Club?
:: Are you hinting at the Wildfire gathering place?
:::Scott: Oh — that's shallow, reeeal shallow! The Silvermane Guards don't give a dang about that kinda place!
:: I heard there's a rap battle over at Svarog's...
:::Scott: Oh — that's shallow, reeeal shallow! The Silvermane Guards don't give a dang about that kinda place!
::Scott: Bwahaha, let me tell you: the answer is my Fight Club!
::Scott: The guards stationed down in the Underworld aren't like those heroes staring down death every day on the frontlines... All they do is stand or patrol. They must be itching to show off their skills.
::Scott: So you get it, too? All this bloodlust with nowhere to vent. All you can do is rock up to the Fight Club and have a good time.
::Scott: Hmph, I mustn't waste this opportunity — now's the time when fortunes are made. Maybe I can fool a few rookies to take a crack at me, or even open up a branch up in the Overworld, tsk tsk tsk...
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