Tulsa- Andi Michaels vs. Jackson Fleck

[Jana Rikar]

1 RP / 1750 Words
Deadline is 6/5 Noon EDT
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[jfleck]

Ingredients are important when a chef is putting together the perfect recipe, but not only chefs have to find the perfect ingredients. It also takes essential characteristics, or ingredients, to become a star in the professional wrestling industry. Pivotal pieces such as charisma, athletic ability, and forever becoming a student of the sport soaking in knowledge like a sponge. 

As Jackson walks into the scene wearing a white tanktop that sits perfectly atop his traps it fits snug to his body; the camera pans around the kitchen that serves as his background. Fleck shoots his trademark golden smile to the camera as he directs the attention of the viewer to a blender on the counter top with various ingredients around it. 

"Defiant Wrestling, first I would like to thank your brilliant owner for giving a fresh faced kid the opportunity to show the world what it is that he learned on his road to becoming a name that the world will soon know. I jumped at the opportunity that another talent passed up because I when you're new to this industry you never know what chance will give you the golden ticket."

Turning his attention towards the blender he picks up a tub of protein, strategically holding it in his hand so that he can simultaneously flex his bicep muscle

"Luckily, I am a man who is always ready because of the great supplements given to me by my sponsor BPI nutrition. A world class brand that knew to get in on the ground floor and show loyalty to a world class athlete. So, being the nice guy I am I'll show you how a world class athlete stays prepared to be able to volunteer for a last second chance at a professional debut. The perfect ingredients that serve as building blocks for a future that we can all get behind."

Fleck places the tub of protein down on the counter and leans forward putting his forearms on the counter.

"Pop quiz, the most essential part of any protein shake is? If you said anything besides protein you should do the world a favor and add bleach to your shake because nobody needs that type of negativity. The answer is protein, bro. Protein is the metaphorical shoulders that everything else in your shake depends on. If your protein, or foundation, sucks. Then it's pretty much a guarantee that you probably suck too. Now, in comparison I hate to body shame anyone but Andi isn't exactly a foundation that I would build my company around. Pretty face? Sure. I mean she attracted that goat looking fella with the flabby chest but I mean c'mon. Does she have a body sculpted from stone with a golden smile to boot?"

He slowly takes a step back from the counter and lifts his arms to flex for the camera. Turning his head to slowly acknowledge each arm before flashing his smile to the camera he laughs to himself. 

"I do. So when we start with the basic foundation of what makes a star. Your boy is one up."

Fleck reaches into the tub of protein and proceeds to place two scoops into the blender before sliding the protein aisde. 

"Now, for flavor. Because everything in this world needs flavor. Do you want to go sweet? More than likely, but not too sweet. You don't want the world to think you're a milkshake with protein sprinkled in. Will you look good to people who don't know? Sure. I mean look at Andi, she's a hot chick. If you didn't know any better you'd assume she was some sort of athlete with the ability to take an opportunity. But she's a milkshake, bro. There's something in there that you could probably work with and convince yourself that maybe it's the right choice, but you'd end up feeling like a bloated piece of garbage with a headache from all of the shit she's full of. You're better off staying with something sweet and healthy. Like me, or"

His hand slides a container of strawberries into the camera view bringing them close to the blender

"Strawberries. They're naturally sweet and won't leave you pushing your index finger down your throat because because of some suicidal regret like Andi does every time her dude takes his shirt off."

Dropping some strawberries into the blender Fleck gives the thumbs up to the camera

"So for those of you keeping score at home. Andi? Couldn't max out with my rep weight in the gym and her foundation is weak, like skipping leg day weak - bro. Also, her sweetness is appealing but faker than sugar substitute in a diet soda. You should avoid her at all costs. But your boy JFleck is sweet like fruit and you can legit never get enough."

"Usually after a solid foundation and sweetness you gotta add something to make your shake unique to you. Being unique now a days is a quality about as rare as a straight female wrestler with no tattoos who doesn't post a selfie showing her tits on a Fujiko Friday. My unique ingredient? Spinach. A lean, green, leaf machine that helps your boy JFleck look like a million bucks"

Fleck turns around and as he faces the camera again he has a handful of spinach that he drops into blender before securing the lid and engaging the blades in the blender to spin and chop up all of the ingredients inside as the multiple colors spray on the inside of the glass like an abstract painting of food death. He puts his elbow on top of the blender and with his fist underneath his chin he smiles for the duration of the blend before manually stopping it. 

Popping off the top of the blender he lifts it from the base and motions towards the camera as to say cheers before chugging the contents and slamming the blender down on the counter. A loud belch emerges from his mouth as he wipes the remnants of the shake from his lips. 

"Andi, you're probably sitting there wondering a couple things like... what does a protein shake have to do with our match? Well for starters I tried to be the gentleman my mother taught me to be and offer you one of these fantastic BPI supported protein shakes as a showing of good will but you tried to make me look like some hillbilly on the twitter jumping into a thirst trap. Do I look like a thirst trap bro? You probably think anyone with a sick stomach sixer and tribal tattoos is a douche. Something you've had to talk yourself into since you date that bearded flabby ghost. I get that, you wanna settle and be the better looking one in the relationship. But your boy JFleck? I don't settle. I'm a Bro Namath paving the way and calling my shot before I walk into the big game. You? You're a basic bitch. You're the vanilla ice cream queen. You aint bringing the fire into this match because the hottest thing you've ever done is tweet a picture on a Friday. The only impact you know is the shaking of your mediocre mattress when your man jumps in."

"I'm a top graduate of a wrestling school, not a pretty girl who takes selfies with boxing gloves on in an MMA gym. A prodigy who won't live with just having Brotential with a bod a god would envy. You want to know why you had to cycle through opponents? Because this is a damned if you do, and damned if you dont situation for most. What do they have to gain from beating you? They can only suffer by some chance you grab the tights and sneak a victory. But I got sympathy for you, bro. I'll put you out of your misery so you can go back to posting selfies and you can even use my name in your tweets when you talk about the honor it was to get beat by a great talent like me. I'm sure your man taught you a thing or two about wrestling, but I know that hipBropottamus can't teach you how to be elite. How to jump through the sky with tree trunk thighs. How to pick apart the scraps with the art of graps. You're going to get GOT by the bodtastic bro who can go. The finest ingredients put together and blended up to be nothing less than a perfect protein shake. You don't have what it takes. See you soon girl with a guy name, try not to go blind from spot light of your boy's fame."

[Coral Rose/ Quinn Rivers]

#OOC So for some reason was thinking had another week still, not sure why but I need to go in 45 mins so yeah least put something up


The scene opens up on Andi Michaels, as she is seen leaning against some ropes. It had been awhile since she had last wrestled a match that wasn't training. She knew she wasn't nervous about this upcoming match, hell she didn't even want the match, but good ole Tyler conned her into it. She knew he was just trying to be helpful which was why she loved him. This match here though, thankfully it was just a one time match. She sighs softly.

Andi: Look I don't care if I win this match if I lose the match. I didn't really want it, just kind of happened. Which is one reason Tyler knows now to come home yet. Still I am sure the dude I'm facing, you know I don't even know his name, I could care less about his name, but sure he will sit, and try to insult my relationship insult my name, which is just a nickname, or even insult my body. I really don't care. I have heard worse, and I still come back. It really just shows though he is your basic stereotypical male, someone who is just there to be just like everyone else. Sure he won't see it.

She shakes her head as she lightly laughs.

Andi: Pretty much my goal in this is show up, wrestle, collect my pay and just go back home. All this match does for me is just gets me back in the ring before the tournament in Redemption, which is my main focus. Anything else, I could care less. I learned a while back to not care about quite a lot of things, except for a few. If it's meant to be they come back, which I least keep coming back, no matter what happens with wrestling and I even in my short time. That's for another time. Really dude whoever it is I'm facing, enjoy the match have fun beating me, or losing to me, it doesn't matter.[/color]

She laughs as she gets out of the ring shaking her head. The scene fades out.