Bray Posted October 20, 2017 Posted October 20, 2017 Columbus, Mississippi October 5, 2017 2:00 P.M. Day 14: The work is endless, but the Greek and the Freak are putting in the work to better themselves after an abnormal 2016-2017 season. The siblings train hard to improve themselves, pushing their abilities to the limit in this familiar territory, in hopes to surpass their limitations and gain the edge over their future opponents. The last week: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAsfDk5kgaM Today, the two have traveled to the “Relentless Grappling and Mixed Martial Arts” facility within Columbus, no doubt wanting to add more moves to their… honestly sloppy repertoire. They enter the building and make their way to trainer’s office, who is surprised, yet pleased, to see them. He sticks his hand out to both of them, who return the gesture. Oliver: Braylin Horton an' Kelsie Wilson! Mm mm mm! Damn it’s good to see y’all! Bray: Likewise, Mr. Miller. Oliver: How’s that wrasslin shit going? Bray: Well… I’ll let her tell you. Ace: It’s going shitty. We need more training before the anniversary show if we’re gonna kick some ass again. Bray: I mean, it’s not that bad. Ace: It’s THAT bad, Ollie. And we need help. Fast. Oliver: Say no mo’. Come with me. The two are escorted to a nearby weight scale, where Bray is instructed to step on first. After a few seconds of waiting, the scale reads “255.3”. Ace: How the hell you gain 5 pounds already? Gotta lay off the sodas eh, Ali? Bray: Fuck off. Anyway, what’s up Miller? Am I good? Oliver: Well it depends. What’s your moveset like? Bray: My moveset?... Well it ranges from springboards to some wrestlin holds and a bit of punchin here and there- SMACK! From Oliver of all people. Bray: ……… Might I ask what was that for? Oliver: What da hell you doin’ springboards for, boy!? You know yo leg is fucked up from high school! Fuck you doin’ that jumpy shit fo’!? Bray: I mean,... I never got doing hurt doin-. Oliver: And ain’t you too damn big to be doin’ that shit!? Damn boy… Ace: Tried to tell him, Ollie. Bray begins to get agitated and steps down from the scale. Bray: Well, if “Make fun of Bray” day is over… He takes a moment to look at the Discord app on his phone before quickly glancing at the camera and turning back to Oliver. Bray: This is why I came here. Just wrestling, or “brawling” as I called it, ain’t gonna cut it anymore. I need some new shit. New ideas, new moves, new… just new shit. Muy Thai. Jiu-Jitsu. I’m willing to learn everything and do anything it takes if it improves me. If it improves us. Oliver contemplates this for a moment, taking a quick inspection of Bray’s current body condition, and then Ace’s. Oliver: How often do you eat, son? Bray: Not as much as I should. Oliver: [claps his hands together] That’s settled then. We’re gonna need you to bulk up a bit. Prolly to about… 265? That good for you? Bray: I mean, I don’t wanna get smaller. Oliver: Music to my ears. Plus we gotta get rid of all this damn flab. You outta shape, boy. Gotta get you back in business. Bray: But,... how the hell am I gonna gain 10 pounds before the anniversary show? Oliver: Didn’t you just gain 5 pounds within the span of not even a month? Bray: Yeah, but- Oliver: SETTLED! Grab ya shit, we’re starting in 5!... And by the way, if you want, you might wanna let some of your hair grow out a little. Might make you a bit more menacing as a competitor. Lord knows some of dem mothafuckas y’all got there are scarier than our president’s run in office. Like that fella… uh, what’s his name? Big Ed? Or was he the Butcher? Ace: Hmph. Oliver: That mu fucka huge. All that fuckin’ hair growin out of his ass and shit. And then y’all got fuckin’ other big ass black dudes like that Tobin Frost and that Boddy fella. Bray: "Bobby." Oliver: I don't type this shit. Though I do like them dudes. See if you can bring em in one day. And who the fuck else y’all got? Oliver’s voice continues to fade away as he exits the room into the training area. Ace: Wait a minute. He never weighed me. Bray: Heh. Go on up then. I got you. Ace takes her step on the scale, which eventually flashes with a “132.3”. Bray: [chuckling a little] Damn you small. Come on. We got work to do. Ace: [under her breath] Wonder how much Sophia weighs. Bray: Oh for God's... Thought you were past that weird shit. Ace: Well forgive me for being curious, asswhipe! Matter of fact, you know what!? Bray: Fade to black right now! SMACK!...... The camera fades to black. 3 "It's like the number zero...It's empty, but at the same time it holds infinite possibilities." - Igor
Cort Marshall Posted October 21, 2017 Posted October 21, 2017 Bray: Well, if “Make fun of Bray” day is over… He takes a moment to look at the Discord app on his phone before quickly glancing at the camera and turning back to Oliver. I see what you did there. http://38.media.tumblr.com/195c6dc767f892d2f720138f7d1ad21a/tumblr_nc4xbhv2Z61s763k2o4_500.gif
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