Post by Austen Blackwell on Sept 24, 2017 4:25:37 GMT -5
Unscripted: Two
Outside of the sneaker spot
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Austen Blackwell is standing outside of his SUV. He and Jack Santore just went shoe shopping, and found themselves some real gets. Space Jams for Jack, and a classic pair of Reebok for Austen. Austen grabs his phone and decides to record quickly while Jack waits.
“Blood is thicker than water, but the bonds that we establish as friends can help to mold us into who or what we become. My group is a close knit one, but we can be identified individually. Mercedes is my girl, the interviewer of the group. The one that does not wrestle. Ruby Lance is our South Bay Champ, and the most vertically challenged”
He has a small laugh to the obvious joke.
“Danni is our SoCal Firecracker. And Donovan, her guy, is the Monster of the group. A Monster in size, with a monster sized heart. And our newest addition, Jack. New sweet shoe brother. Nice as Mister Rogers, but mean as they come inside of the ring. I should know, I faced him last month and he got the win. He is owned a lot of respect”
He nods towards the camera.
"As for the Messiahs, I have no clue which one is which. There is the tall one. The chubby one. A sleepy one. Doc, maybe? No wait, that is the dwarfs, right?" I am just joking. We know that this has been a numbers game for you. But now? We have the numbers. And if you try something in this match, we will be ready. Plenty of us. Jack and I want a fair match. And if we lose fairly, we lose. But do not cheapen this. Talk about saving the roster and fans. Talk about your false prophets or what have you. For Jack and I? This is serious business."
He smirks, grabs his box, and heads into the SUV.
Outside of the sneaker spot
* * * *
Austen Blackwell is standing outside of his SUV. He and Jack Santore just went shoe shopping, and found themselves some real gets. Space Jams for Jack, and a classic pair of Reebok for Austen. Austen grabs his phone and decides to record quickly while Jack waits.
“Blood is thicker than water, but the bonds that we establish as friends can help to mold us into who or what we become. My group is a close knit one, but we can be identified individually. Mercedes is my girl, the interviewer of the group. The one that does not wrestle. Ruby Lance is our South Bay Champ, and the most vertically challenged”
He has a small laugh to the obvious joke.
“Danni is our SoCal Firecracker. And Donovan, her guy, is the Monster of the group. A Monster in size, with a monster sized heart. And our newest addition, Jack. New sweet shoe brother. Nice as Mister Rogers, but mean as they come inside of the ring. I should know, I faced him last month and he got the win. He is owned a lot of respect”
He nods towards the camera.
"As for the Messiahs, I have no clue which one is which. There is the tall one. The chubby one. A sleepy one. Doc, maybe? No wait, that is the dwarfs, right?" I am just joking. We know that this has been a numbers game for you. But now? We have the numbers. And if you try something in this match, we will be ready. Plenty of us. Jack and I want a fair match. And if we lose fairly, we lose. But do not cheapen this. Talk about saving the roster and fans. Talk about your false prophets or what have you. For Jack and I? This is serious business."
He smirks, grabs his box, and heads into the SUV.
