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The Arrival of TRUMAN#1
The sun beat down on the Hippodrome, home of the Fighting Furies, as TRUMAN#1 stepped off the bus. Excitement coursed through his veins as he gazed upon the iconic stadium. This was it – his chance to rejoin the legendary team and further his legacy in the Sweet Football Association.
As he walked towards the entrance, a snide voice cut through the air. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? The newest wannabe Fury?" PhenomenalV1 sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice. Beside him stood damicky , his hulking frame reeking of stale cheese.
TRUMAN#1 stood tall, but PhenomenalV1's words stung. "Hey, I've heard of you," TRUMAN#1 said, trying to sound confident. "Aren't you the guy with the superpower of poor storytelling?"
PhenomenalV1's face twisted in rage. "You think you're funny, huh? Well, let me tell you a story. It's about a pathetic ruckman who thinks he can join the Fighting Furies." PhenomenalV1's tale was indeed atrocious, filled with clichés and cringe-worthy dialogue, he had never been the same since his mentor Kennedy Parker left, sighting Phenoms unwillingness to learn as the cause.
damicky chuckled, his laughter sounding like a cross between a dying animal and a rusty gate. "Yeah, you're gonna fit right in... as the team's joke!"
TRUMAN#1 began to nod off as PhenomenalV1's story dragged on. Just when it seemed like all hope was lost, a figure burst onto the scene.
"Hey, hey, hey! Leave him alone, PhenomenalV1!" serial_thrilla shouted, his voice echoing across the Hippodrome. The notorious villain and his goon took a step back, intimidated by serial_thrilla's fierce demeanor.
"TRUMAN#1, my old friend!" serial_thrilla exclaimed, clapping him on the back. "I see you're already making friends. But don't worry, I've got your back. And I've got some news – I'm the newest recruit to the Fighting Furies!"
The crowd erupted in cheers as TRUMAN#1's face lit up with joy. They proceeded to beat down PhenomenalV1 and damicky, steel chairs, tables, Antonio Banderas blow up love dolls, you name it, they swung it.
PhenomenalV1 and damicky slunk away, defeated. As TRUMAN#1 and serial_thrilla walked into the Hippodrome, their hearts swelled with pride. They were ready to take on the Sweet Football Association and make their mark on the Fighting Furies.
Ladies, gentlemen and of course, ClarkeM, rounding out the Furies Big 4 of recruits, is none other than serial_thrilla.
Boasting 6 All SFA selections in just 169 games of Qooty, ST bring his on field talent along with his elite off field talent. As one of the superior posters in the league, this was a massive get for the Furies.
Serials influence has already been felt at the Furies.
Name a greater quartet of recruits than ST, Bono, Bonz and HARPSichord , I'll wait.
The sun beat down on the Hippodrome, home of the Fighting Furies, as TRUMAN#1 stepped off the bus. Excitement coursed through his veins as he gazed upon the iconic stadium. This was it – his chance to rejoin the legendary team and further his legacy in the Sweet Football Association.
As he walked towards the entrance, a snide voice cut through the air. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? The newest wannabe Fury?" PhenomenalV1 sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice. Beside him stood damicky , his hulking frame reeking of stale cheese.
TRUMAN#1 stood tall, but PhenomenalV1's words stung. "Hey, I've heard of you," TRUMAN#1 said, trying to sound confident. "Aren't you the guy with the superpower of poor storytelling?"
PhenomenalV1's face twisted in rage. "You think you're funny, huh? Well, let me tell you a story. It's about a pathetic ruckman who thinks he can join the Fighting Furies." PhenomenalV1's tale was indeed atrocious, filled with clichés and cringe-worthy dialogue, he had never been the same since his mentor Kennedy Parker left, sighting Phenoms unwillingness to learn as the cause.
damicky chuckled, his laughter sounding like a cross between a dying animal and a rusty gate. "Yeah, you're gonna fit right in... as the team's joke!"
TRUMAN#1 began to nod off as PhenomenalV1's story dragged on. Just when it seemed like all hope was lost, a figure burst onto the scene.
"Hey, hey, hey! Leave him alone, PhenomenalV1!" serial_thrilla shouted, his voice echoing across the Hippodrome. The notorious villain and his goon took a step back, intimidated by serial_thrilla's fierce demeanor.
"TRUMAN#1, my old friend!" serial_thrilla exclaimed, clapping him on the back. "I see you're already making friends. But don't worry, I've got your back. And I've got some news – I'm the newest recruit to the Fighting Furies!"
The crowd erupted in cheers as TRUMAN#1's face lit up with joy. They proceeded to beat down PhenomenalV1 and damicky, steel chairs, tables, Antonio Banderas blow up love dolls, you name it, they swung it.
PhenomenalV1 and damicky slunk away, defeated. As TRUMAN#1 and serial_thrilla walked into the Hippodrome, their hearts swelled with pride. They were ready to take on the Sweet Football Association and make their mark on the Fighting Furies.
Ladies, gentlemen and of course, ClarkeM, rounding out the Furies Big 4 of recruits, is none other than serial_thrilla.
Boasting 6 All SFA selections in just 169 games of Qooty, ST bring his on field talent along with his elite off field talent. As one of the superior posters in the league, this was a massive get for the Furies.
Serials influence has already been felt at the Furies.
Name a greater quartet of recruits than ST, Bono, Bonz and HARPSichord , I'll wait.
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