Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2016 20:57:48 GMT
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THE HERO
This is it, Walter.
Time to soar.
Time to show the world you may not be more than a sidekick, but you're the best dang sidekick anyone has ever had. Time to show the world you're more than a fat dork who puts on neon spandex and pretends to be like the people from the comics.
They're counting on you. Everyone. Jay. Jenny. Lyndsey. The fans. The little boys and girls out there in the audience every other Wednesday, wearing their capes and cowls, flapping their wings, doing the hoot. The ones who come find you after the show and want a hug and an autograph and a photo. They're counting on you. So are their older brothers and sisters. So are their parents. So is that couple in the front row that reminds you of yourself and Lyndsey. So is every chubby guy out there who's still dreaming of one day being in your place. So is everyone in the stands. So is Mom, back home in San Antonio. They're all looking up to you, buddy. Every single one of them. They all see you as their hero. And heroes don't let the people down. Heroes endure. Heroes overcome. Heroes live up to their reputation.
That's it, man.
You're doing good.
Keep going.
Keep pushing yourself.
You're not really tired. You're a big boy. You can take it. It's all in your head.
Keep going.
The burger and fries can wait. They'll be a lot tastier if you know you earned them.
Keep going.
The new episode of My Little Pony is being DVR'd.
Keep going.
No excuses.
No shortcuts.
No compromises.
You're not fat nerdy Wally Stravinsky anymore.
You're Walter Stravinsky.
The Owl Man.
Pollomania's most famous masked vigilante.
Jason Orion's tag team partner.
Lyndsey Matthews' second-ever boyfriend.
And if you don't give up, if you don't wimp out...
...soon...
...a Pollomania Twin Egg Champion.
And then, when you're holding that belt up next to Jason, with the bad guys lying at your feet from where you helped knock them out...you'll know you became what you wanted to be.
A respected wrestler.
A role model.
A hero.
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THE MIDGET
This is it, Jason.
Time to shine.
Time to show the world you may be just a Vanilla Midget, but you're the best dang Vanilla Midget that ever set foot in a wrestling ring. Time to show the world you're more than just some guy the size of a twelve-year-old, who sometimes puts on a mask and pretends to be a lucha guy from across the border.
They're counting on you. Everyone. Walt. Jenny. Keith. The fans. The little boys and girls out there in the audience every other Wednesday, wearing their white masks, clapping along to your theme song, crying out Olé! The ones who come find you after the show and want a hug and an autograph and a photo. They're counting on you. So are their older brothers and sisters. So are their parents. So is that couple in the front row that reminds you of yourself and Jenny. So is every short guy out there who's still dreaming of one day being in your place. So is everyone else in the stands. So is Nana, wherever she is. They're all looking up to you, buddy. Every single one of them. They all see you as their hero. And heroes don't let the people down. Heroes endure. Heroes overcome. Heroes live up to their reputation.
That's it, man.
You're doing good.
Keep going.
Keep pushing yourself.
You're not really tired. You're a big boy. You can take it. It's all in your head. .
Keep going.
Smash Bros. can wait. It'll feel a lot more relaxing if you know you earned it.
Keep going.
Keith agreed to buy Jenny's birthday present so you could train. He said you could pay him back later.
Keep going.
No excuses.
No shortcuts.
No compromises.
You're not wimpy little Jason O'Ryan anymore.
You're Jason Orion.
The Vanilla Midget
A former independent Champion.
Owl Man's tag team partner.
Jenny Lindberg's first and only boyfriend.
And if you don't give up, if you don't wimp out...
...soon...
...a Pollomania Twin Egg Champion.
And then, when you're holding that belt up next to Walt, with the bad guys lying at your feet from where you helped knock them out...you'll know you became what you no longer were.
A respected wrestler.
A role model.
A hero.
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Final Word Count: 745