Legacies: Just the Gluck ol'boys
Feb 24, 2024 21:58:14 GMT -5
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Post by SŁªM³ on Feb 24, 2024 21:58:14 GMT -5
Slam3: ”I'm not all that upset about it.”
David is at some random off the highway diner, legs stretched out in the booth he occupies and on the phone with his Daddy.
Slam3: ”You sound upset! Listen daddy and I'll explain, damn!”
David had a southern twang in his voice paused to listen to his Daddy ramble on the other line. He was coming off a loss, a solo trip that resulted in a loss, failure, a win for everything the Empire stood against, Sinclair took it. However David knew the sun shines on a dog's ass at least twice a day!
Slam3: ”Alright if youns done with yer bitchin’...tag team…titles…THE EMPIRE…can do it together. This is what it's going to take to get us some traction…..The Glucks, yeah.”
The waitress wandered over to David refilling the man's coffee while he flashed a smile at her, scratching the pop knot beside his left eye, an adverse side effect of his loss to Sinclair. She had kicked his ass, he wouldn't bullshit. The girls were always more fierce in a fight.
Slam3: ”*mouthing ‘thank you’ wink*...No I ain't got nothin’ against the fellers honestly…BUT…but…for the Empire? For a shot at getting closer to some solid gold? *chef kiss* Well them boys gotta lose!”
David sat up in the booth sipping his coffee and shoveling an egg into his mouth. He was pretty proud of his idea and the underlying truth of the matter was? David wasn't ready to fly solo just yet he'd bit off more than he could chew accepting Sinclairs challenge.
Slam3: ”We take down the Glucks and remind them why Florida white trash is better than Mississippi trailer trash! Then we go on and trash ODS ONCE AND FOR ALL, because we know Bull and Bird is just bullshit and birdshit…then…tag…team…titles! ….er what?....*long dumbfounded pause*....yeah well its a long game Dad, gotta do the leg work…yeah…yeah sure…whatever you think works, I gotta go old man…”
David hung the phone up, annoyed. He hated when his daddy used the term ‘I'll handle it!’ when Slam 2 was actually a collosoll fuck up. The Empire needed focus. The Empire was on the track of greatness and there was no GLUCKING way anyone was getting in the way of that!
