A New Untold Story - New Platson RPG PT. 2 - ANUS Bonus Week #3

Episode Date: January 15, 2025

Grant Zanzibar, Sammy "F Baby" Frazier, Doyle McDickhead, and Tyrese Gibson continue their journey in New Platson and get into more hijinjs...big shoutout to lucas h for this. 0:00 - intro 0:53 - part 1 summary 6:38 - playing the game Want more Anus? Check out the links below https://linktr.ee/anuspodcast Want more Anus? Check out the links below https://linktr.ee/anuspodcastYou can find every episode of this show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or YouTube. Prime Members can listen ad-free on Amazon Music. For more, visit barstool.link/anuspodcast

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A new untold story It's a fresh-baked untold story A new untold story Alright guys, welcome back to Anus Bonus Week. This will be episode 3 of Bonus Week. I hope you guys have been enjoying. We are at part 2 of the new Plattson roleplay. We have Lucas here with us again. Do you want to give us a rundown of where we last left off for those that

forgot from yesterday? Definitely so happy to be back and let's get it going. Again, thank you so much. Yes, this is incredible. Incredible. We are people asking for public access to this. Yeah, yeah. He's working on that. And yeah, anybody could be in Platts and it's not it's not as a it's not as exclusive anymore. Does that bother you? No, this is like my dream. I think one day in the maybe distant future we'll be able to visit in to some extent. That's my hope. Yeah. Like, like physically, I think where VR is now I think in a couple decades we'll able to go and that's a problem. That's a reason to stick around

Yeah, so if you want to give us the abridged of where we left off or you guys can just if you if this is where You're listening to for the first time listen to the last episode. It was really fun. Yes We were in singlets for kind of no reason Yeah, we didn't we didn't wrestle in the role play. Moop did. I scrapped. Yeah, you did. For somebody's. Who's leather jacket? For San Salvador's. Yeah. What was it? I fought Cade. No, Cade was tall. No, it was. Niko. Niko. They summon their smallest. Yeah, that's what they do mm-hmm

Yeah, and we got what and so now we have to do a mission with the uf3 13 you have what the uf3 the unfuck with a bulls three wife because the first two didn't work the first two were Abject failures yeah All right, we got the whole team, one cohesive group. They're on the same page. They all have the same values. So, yeah. Rudy is Tyrese Gibson. Kyle, you are Sammy F.

Baby, baby, Frazier. I'm Grant Zanzibar and Doyle. Mick Dickhead is MOOC. Yes. All right. So let's get into it. Let's get into it. Excited. Let's go. This could be dangerous. So when we left off, the group had just recently traveled via helicopter arriving in style at the South Shore and District 6. There, their night celebration quickly changed

as Doyle, aiming to impress any girl in his sight, challenged a member of the UF3 to a wrestling match. Looking to up the ante, the group made a bet with the UF3. A win for Doyle and the group gets a legendary leather jacket from San Salvador. A loss will force them to join the UF3 in a new mission. As Mook's opponent, oh, shit, as Doyle's opponent steps forward on that, he instantly regretted his decision. Across from him stood the UF3's best, their shortest and one of their deadliest 154 pound wrestlers. In a flash, Doyle was taken down

after the tiny wrestler performs a perfectly executed fireman's carry. I had 40 pounds on me. Quickly ending the match. Now typically the UF3 would send someone much smaller than 153 pounds. Like what size do you think? I think you'd be closer to 120.

Whoa. With a debt to pay, Cade from the UF3 now approaches the group with a more serious demeanor. Despite the embarrassing loss, the group's face scars resonate with Cade. It recognizes them as a sign of toughness and their badass lifestyle. Cade, them as a sign of toughness and their bad ass lifestyle. Cade beginning to feel confident the group may have what it takes to help

test them one last time. Addressing the group, he mocks their talk of sword dodgeball and sternly shuts down any idea of a cornhole match. All right. Showing their resilience, the group, even Grant with his pants around his ankles. Oh, I forgot I got pants ignored it That's the best coping mechanism to just ignore it though now you have to ride it out You're still standing tall undeterred by his verbal attacks. Passing Cade's last test, Cade then begins to provide the group with their new mission, an adventure that potentially could be more important than their own lives.

We need your help to fight against a loudmouth group of wrestlers. This potent crew has been causing chaos in the district. They're disrespecting new platforms, wrestling culture and targeting the reputation of the South Shore. Oh my God. Where are the fuck are they from? Dentonia. Kate passionately details stories of their mayhem. The steroid using wrestlers have caused extreme pain in the region recently. As pain shivers within his voice, the urgency to help UF3 is now cleared.

And the group is ready to defend New Plattsdon, becoming fueled with the urge to revitalize the South Shore and bring back the way of life which New Plattsdon was built on. Kate finishes by informing the group that they will need to search all of New Plattsdon, finding three of the best wrestlers from all the surrounding districts in order to build a team that will fight alongside of you against the Jersey Shore steroid using loudmouth wrestling crew. Okay, maybe they are from Jersey and just on vacation. They're Italians, yeah. Jersey Italians.

Okay. Okay. Okay. As Cade finishes his quest, it is now your turn to decide how you would like to proceed. Do you want to go aggressive on these Jersey boys? What would impress the UF3? I don't know. They're not showboaty. They like to attack subtly.

They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly.

They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. They like to attack subtly. Like what would impress the uf3? I don't know they're they're not They're not showboaty. They like to attack subtly So like a technical victory do we want like to They like smart they do like to outwit, but they will fight But we just cannot initiate it really Okay, so we got to find these guys. Where would these guys be? They would probably be the Jersey boys. Yeah. Probably strawberry fills. So if I could,

the Jersey boys are in district six at the south shore. What you guys need to do and what the UF three required you to do is now search different areas throughout New Plaston and recruit three of the best fighters. So you need to go find the best fighters, bring them back with you to join your crew, and then once you have a crew with elite fighters, you can challenge and try to take down the jersey. So we're assembling a crew.

We are. Okay, yeah. What's Strawberry Fills? I mean, that's a sports bar Lucas do you think we'd be able to just pop into strawberry fills? It's up to you would they have let's just let's just Let's just pop into strawberry fills. Okay. We all agree to pop into strawberry fill And then we know what the the mission is our priority

We're all gonna have one drink to loosen up just one drink at strawberry one drink at strawberry fills. I do not pull my pants back up But I also don't take them off. They're at my ankles ankles. There'll be no problem at strawberry fills you swear Will there be somebody else like that guarantee you you'll get in? Okay, if Sammy F has anything to say about it, And if Phil himself is there, it'd be so easy. Is is Tyreesta with Beluga Beth? Oh, I forgot about Beluga Beth. Will that be a problem bringing Beluga Beth in? Well, you. You got to RIP her.

But you got to. Not my Beth. Ditch Beth. If you say so, like I just, I want to succeed and like if that's gonna fuck things up with the UF3 then I'll let Baloo go, I'll retire. One good Beth is worth a thousand bitches at Strawberry Phil's. Is that like that? Which, no, other way around. Yeah you had that, Jesus Christ. One Beth is worth one one hundredth of a girl at strawberry I can I can elude her pretty easily she gets turned around very so Tyrese tells Baloo gebeth y equals mx. What is it? Plus B plus B

slope Did you break up with a chick once we say Isn't that, didn't you break up with a chick once when it said Y equals MX plus B? What did I say? U equals my X plus bi. Yeah. Okay. I'll hit her with that.

So yeah. Forgot I pretended to say that. Yes, you know you said it, but you pretended you had a girlfriend. Pretended to do, yeah. That's it. Bingo. Yeah

That's it bingo So Tyrese ends things with beluga bath via equation yeah And then we're going to go to strawberry Phil's is that a plan what is that a play on I don't think it's anything The guy Phil who it's a sports bar. Okay. An interesting sports bar. All right, great. And that's our next move. We got right to the mission.

Are we, are we going there just to one drink, one drink, loosen up? Loosen up. Maybe there'll be like someone we can recruit there. Okay. Maybe Connor Ruggetty will be there. Maybe Spencer Merlot. Who's our number one get?

Who's our Superman? Owen Hendricks is in his prime. He's young and he's the best wrestler in the state at the moment. OK, so after our drink, we'll go up and try to find Hendricks Hendricks. Yeah. Is there a certain like profile we're looking for?

Hendricks is a biohacker. He's very angular. You'll we'll be able to see him. OK, but let's see what Phil's has to offer. Yeah, we must. We'll be able to see. Okay. But let's see what Phil says to offer. Yeah. We must. Yeah.

We must. Yeah. Oh, he's working. Yeah. Oh yeah. That keyboard is working over time. So you've been, have you been to every bar in Plattson? Me?

Yeah, I guess No, there's many I don't even know about It's strawberry fields and do one strawberry fills fills. Oh Lucas did you input the strawberry fills data? Is it in there Let's see what it says. You ready for it? Yeah. With night still young and overflowing with energy, Sammy leads the charge as the group agrees to head to Strawberry Fills, a lively sports bar known for its electric atmosphere and bold drinks.

First round's on me, Sammy declares, flexing his charm and reputation. As they approach the entrance, Sammy notices the bouncer, a familiar face who owes him a favor after a past wild night. There's a moment of hesitation as Grant stands beside him, his pants comically still around his ankles. Not comically, competently. Grant's with me. Don't ask any questions. Sammy says, thank you, Sammy. Shooting a wink to the bouncer who chuckles before letting him in.

Once inside the bar buzzes with excitement, adorned with vivid decorations and multiple screens showcasing the latest sports events on TV. The vibe is perfect. Everyone's laughing, sharing stories, and ordering cocktails off the colorful menu. Meanwhile, Tyrese, always one for comedic release, spots a particular lively friend, Beluga Beth in the crowd.

She's in there already. In style by his playful atmosphere and feeling a bit mischievous, he shouts out her name, Beluga. Her last name's Beth. Beluga, you gotta ride the slobe out of here, girl. Chevious he shouts out her name Luga Luga you can arrive the slow body here girl His hands in a makeshift wave shouting in excitement y-eagles MX plus B He adds diving into a goofy math reference while lifting his arms as if sliding down an imaginary slope, ceremoniously ditching her amidst the wave of laughter

surrounding. Oh, fucked up. That is. Oh, man. As I laugh at Tyrese's antics, the group blends into a vibrant mix of patrons inside strawberry fields with drinks flowing in a positive buzz in the air. They quickly set to scout out the bar for potential allies or a familiar face eager to expand their circle for their mission ahead What would you like to do next? So we're in a bar looking for dudes. Yeah, we are. Okay What's there to do in Phil's ride the mechanical Phil? Does it look like the borough it looks like Phil Cunningham is the bar owner. I'm sure the game knows about Phil Cunningham.

He is very gay. It is a sports bar that only displays combat sports. Okay. And in the middle is a mechanical Phil that simulates an experience much like a mechanical bull except participants ride Phil. Which way is he? It's an animatronic Phil,

as if he was on his hands and knees. So there's prizes if you last 10 seconds, and there's punishments if you last under five, punishments if you last under five seconds, prizes if you last 10 seconds. What are the prizes and punishments? I mean, we'll see, I guess. Wait, so we're going to ride the OK.

Should we ride the should one of us ride the fill or should we scout out to see if like our next potential? Let's have one of us ride the fill to see if any onlookers see and be like, I can beat that. OK, let's so let me send out Doyle. I think Doyle should ride the fill. Yeah. OK. And I was doing math in my head last night like Doyle has two fates in New Platts it It's either. He's gonna get head or die. Oh, D. Yeah, D. Yeah

Is the field as anybody been hurt on mechanical? Yes the mechanical Phil sends people flying into the air stories oh sends people flying into the air. Stories. Oh no. Okay, so I think we should all grab a drink and convince Doyle to hop on the fill and then we will scan, we will walk through the crowd as Doyle's on the fill, gauging reactions.

Okay. What should we get to drink? I'm gonna have a Mai Tai. Okay, yeah. I'm gonna go Long Island. Phil will be operating the mechanical Phil So maybe we can ask Sammy can ask Mary Tyler for free drinks. Who's what Phil's daughter? I Would also like to add some Doyle stuff Doyle takes his shirt off and tries to amp the crowd up before he gets on the

Okay, take a shirt off naturally naturally And tries to amp the crowd up before he gets on the okay. I'm sure it off naturally naturally And I think yeah, I think that'll be good. We'll see yeah, how do we think dollars gonna do? Is there settings actually I don't want to my tie get me a balsamic vinegar and Coke. All righty. Yum. All right. So with laughter bubbling around, the lively atmosphere of strawberry fills is electric in the air. Sammy spots the mechanical fill, a hilarious designed ride, simulating the experience of an electronic bull. But in this case, it's styled to look like Phil, the beloved owner of the bar. I'm going to ride it. Who else is in?

He declares his excitement is contagious. As the crew gathers around, the challenge is set. Anyone who can stay on for more than 10 seconds wins a prize, but those who don't face a punishment from the bar staff, whether it's a funny hat, a silly dance, or much worse, they will face either a prize or a punishment. Doyle, sensing the repetitive spirit rising in the crew, steps forward. I'll do it. He volunteers with bravado, eager to represent the crew and show his mettle.

Watching the crowd's reactions, Sammy gets an even wilder idea. He turns to the bar and calls out, hey, Mary Tyler, get me some free drinks over here. If Doyle can stay on for more than 10 seconds. You buy drinks for the entire bar. He winks to Mary Tyler, who is a familiar face he knows from previous nights. What? You know you wanna see this too. Have you fucked Mary Tyler? Mary Tyler responds.

All of them. Mary Tyler responds. You fucked all of her friends? Every single one. Have you fucked her? All of her Facebook friends. Oh my God. Not just her friends. Not her, she's a roller derby star.

Oh. Mary Tyler responds, all right, but only if Doyle can pull it off, looking entertained by the unfolding spectacle to come. We need you, Doyle. Meanwhile, Doyle, who's now caught up in the excitement, decides to make a show of it and takes his shirt off flexing dramatically the crowd breaks into Cheers and laughter as they feel

Every time Toil screams out remember this one's all about the Philly spirit Wow he shouts encouragingly Boy laughs This one's all about the Philly spirit. Wow. He shouts encouragingly. Doyle laughs, readying himself as he climbs onto the mechanical fill and gets situated. An announcer gives a countdown and you can hear the chatter among the spectators preparing to watch what's about to come. As the ride begins, the fill bucks and jolts with wild motions, testing Doyle's balance and grip.

As the crowd watches in anticipation and cheers, they offer wild encouragement to Doyle. Doyle, you are now on the mechanical fill. Please start the decisions and everybody else can follow after. Alright, Doyle, this is a solo move. Not many decisions you can make once you're on the film But like it's kind of a pussy move to hold on with two hands Yeah, do you grab around his neck with two hands? I should start showboating. Well. I think no hands and you jiggle your breasts I'm guessing it's gonna be on hard mode

Yeah, or you maybe you yell say crank it out crank it up to hard mode. Yeah, this is too easy yeah, and then I start freestyling no hands, yeah and That yeah, we'll see what happens. I guess maybe is there anybody in the crowd you can flirt with before it goes Do I catch moocat in the crowd kind of give her a point in a wink? I don't know she'd get in Go rando go rando. Okay. I find what about Mary Tyler? What about Mary Tyler a derby girl bartender? Mary Tyler should be in to move into Doyle The data is correct I want to make heavy eye contact with Mary Tyler

I want to make heavy eye contact with Mary Tyler Eww Okay Yeah Your eyes are heavy too? Heavy She like says ouch She has like a bruise on her that she looked at too hard I have a crushing eye contact

I want to eye fuck Mary Tyler, point at her, give her a wink and say crank this bitch up To hard? To hard Tell your daddy to put it up to- wait he's a gay man with a daughter is he is yeah, yeah, it's newly gay though. He fucks women and reproduces with them, okay? How your daddy crank this up, and then I try to go with no hands Yeah, well Phil it. All right. With adrenaline coursing through him and encouraged by the cheers of his friends in the crowd, Doyle decides to crank up the intensity of the ride, his ride on the mechanical fill.

Crank it up a notch. I need hard mode. Now he shouts to the operator, a mix of excitement and bravado spilling out from him. The operator grins and complies setting the ride to move faster, challenging his ability to stay on as the mechanical fill spins even faster and bucks more violently. Doyle leans into the madness. In an act of sheer confidence, and perhaps a little absurdity, he lifts his hands off of the handlebars, maintaining his balance with sheer willpower. The crowd gas collectively with their excitement palpable. With his unwavering focus,

Doyle locks eyes with Mary Tyler from across the bar. He holds her gaze steadily, a cheeky smile plastered across his face. Look at me. I'm the king of this ride. Why don't you tell your daddy? The crowd erupts with tears and a few people even chant his name. As the mechanical fill thrashes beneath him, Doyle sways and spins, his confidence still shining through as he finds an unexpected rhythm amidst the chaos. He's doing it. The realization of him impressing not just the onlookers, but

Mary Tyler continues to propel him further. The ride takes a particularly wild turn, and despite his determination, he finally feels the balance shift. Moments later, with one final jolt, he comes flying off, landing dramatically on a soft mat with a thud. Toil, undeterred, gets up and gives a flourish, soaking in the playful humiliation of his fault. Soaking in humiliation.

Humiliation. Soaking in humiliation. I'm going to soak in this humiliation. Maybe not hard mode next time, he jokes jokes wiping off the imaginary dust from his forehead and rejoining the group All right, oh, we got the fun out of the way Is that it yeah, that was it my about to get punished I guess What do you want to do scout the bar? Leave the bar and go on the mission? Let's go close the tab and ask if Doyle has a punishment Or do we scout the bar? Do you think any wrestlers would be in here? Or should we go somewhere else in Plattsville?

It's up to you guys. I'm game for whatever. Where is Hendrix? Owen Hendrix, I mean he goes to BRU in Tiltsville He could be anywhere. Where, how far is Tiltsville? It's close. It's close. It's like 40 40 minute uber. Okay It's in Hamtown which is like Hamilton Township South Tiltsville do you want to you want to go try to find Owen Hendricks? South tiltsville do you want to you want to go try to find Owen Hendricks? We can find Owen Hendricks Owen Hendricks is a he's a two-time state champ But his last two wins were the most dominant in the state's history, okay, so we will close our tab

See if Doyle has any punishments Doyle maybe some parting words to Mary Tyler. Yeah, yeah, and then let's uh Maybe you like what's my punishment? Let's call an uber Let's call an uber to uh tiltsville Is he gonna be able to like what how do you think we're gonna have to woo him? I don't know if the game knows about Owen Hendricks. Oh shit So who should we go try to find?

Let's go. Let's go. Let's go see okay. We can make it we can make a bunch of wrestlers at the are you oh? Okay It's a whole program yeah Yeah. Not just one guy who they have a lot of good guys. Yeah. Can I say to Mary Tyler, I'll be back to Rod, your daddy later. Fun shit. Yeah, that's fine.

OK, that would work. Would it work on Mary Tyler on her dad? After settling their bill and Doyle, giving one more comment to Mary Tyler, the crew with a renewed sense of purpose heads out. All right, let's head to BRU in Hamilton Township. We're on the hunt to find Owen Hendricks, the two-time state champion and the most dominant fighter in all of New Plattsdon.

We could certainly use his skills on our side. Excited and with a few taps on his phone, Grant calls on an Uber for the group. As they pile in, the anticipation builds, taking another step towards potentially solidifying their crew's reputation and finding powerful allies throughout New Plattsden. The Uber ride allows them time to chat, discussing strategies and preparing for their arrival at Bull Ridge University. The lights of the city pass rapidly, reminding them that the night is still young and adventures and opportunities await. Where do we find Owen?

Tyrese asks, looking around to the rest of the crew. This place is huge. As a, as a state champion, he should be hanging out near the wrestling facilities or the student union. Sammy says leading the way the group walks with purpose, their eyes peeled for any wrestling related signage or hopes or hopeful faces that might lead them towards Ellen, what would you like to do? I would like to suggest, um, that we don't even try to negotiate. Tyrese wants to kidnap him.

You want to just... No, we can't. I'm proposing that to the group. He's too powerful. He is too powerful. Okay, but I suggest that to the group. I'd imagine Sammy's phone is glitching due to connecting to all the girls' wireless speakers that he's once remembered. Yep.

Oh my God, I had a runs run. At BRU? Yeah, me and Flex Cookies. Who's that? Eli Cook, they call him Cook Master Flex, Flex Cookies. Do you know where the wrestling facility is? Do you know where the rest of the wrestling facility is it's next to the? the library

Damn lore goes really deep I'm trying to think on my head. I just made a campus not like intricate details, so anyone can add at this point Okay, where do you, is he really committed to three Pete? Or is he like kind of done? He's in college now. He's a freshman. Oh, oh, he's a two time high school state champion? Yeah. Oh, fuck, we're chasing a freshman?

He's 18 and a half, older freshman. And to get a little more background just to kind of push you guys here so bru is also home to connor rugetti samson sachalos and hunter garrison so those guys are also there as well can we get all four yeah i mean is this a one-stop shop let's go let's go to the wrestling facility and we will ask around and we'll see who's there. Okay. What's our approach?

Sammy can probably get you in. I'm sure Connor will be there. I can call up Connor to let me in. Okay, yeah, we call Connor, you call Connor to see where he's at. I keep going to propose I'm gonna try proposing Okay, I'm gonna keep suggesting and trying to kidnap despite everyone saying that's a bad idea fair and illegal fair I

Might take off and hit the freshman dorms and try to get head by all means is your shirt still off. Yes My pants are down you're gonna kneel okay. Oh, yeah, how could you I don't know if you could propose with your pants We'll say yeah, you'll be the first to kneel with your pants around your ankles. I have a 2.7 carat princess cut ring in my pocket. Okay, very nice. Thank you. It's all the rage. Yeah, first girl I see.

Doesn't matter what she looks like. Cause my girlfriend has ghosted me and has not, my ex. Look, how about the- It was the ring for her. The first person he sees. The first person I see. I hope it's a statue. It was the ring for her. The first person he sees. The first person I see. All right. I hope it's a statue.

Excited and slightly reckless from their previous antics, Tyrese raises a spontaneous idea. Let's just go in there and take Owen with us. We don't need to negotiate. We need a powerhouse on our side. His boldness sends ripples of laughter throughout the group, his energy infectious. Sammy, however, knows that they should be a little bit more strategic. He pulls out his phone and calls Connor Rigetti, a well-connected wrestler who's familiar with the team at BRU. Hey, Connor, we're looking for Owen Hendricks. Any chance you could tell us where he and the rest of the wrestlers may be practicing?

Sammy converses. As Sammy converses, Doyle glances around and makes the decision to separate from the rest of the group. His mind is set on finding potential romantic estipates rather than finding a doil. The oil. This is just like when we go out. Yes.

Doyle states, I'm heading to the freshman dorms. I want to see if I can find some interesting ladies there. He grins and waves goodbye, striding off with a new found purpose. Fuck yeah. Keep your phone on you in case we need backup. He grins and waves goodbye, striding off with a newfound purpose. Keep your phone on you in case we need backup, Grant calls out to him, chuckling at his friend's crazy antics. Meanwhile, the rest of the crew heads towards the wrestling facilities. Sammy hangs up after a brief but informative conversation with Connor and drops the news.

Alright, he's in the gym and he's about to start practice. Let's get there. Now. They navigate through the campus grant feeling a wild impulse and fueled by excitement decides to make a shocking move. Just as they reached the wrestling facilities, he spots a girl walking by who strikingly resembles his ex-girlfriend. Yeah. You always, yeah. Before he thinks twice, he rushes over and drops to one knee,

dramatically proposing to her. "'Will you marry me?' he asks, catching her completely off guard. The girl, who's taken aback, invisibly shocked, raises an eyebrow and glances at him, unsure whether to take him seriously or just laugh it off as a joke. What? She stampers and the surrounding crowd pauses,

all watching the unexpected spectacle. Meanwhile, Sammy and Tyrese glance at each other, unsure whether to intervene or let Clint have his moment. They decide to continue and enter into the wrestling arena. You guys left me? Mm-hmm. What would you like to do next? So are you stuck on me? We're all separated now. I'm stuck

Still the pants still that so mooc will start with you. Do you know what you answer? All right, so I can I Reiterate I say this isn't a joke marry me or else That should work No, not or else just be like Why say I'm gonna say why say no maybe she flashes some pepper spray, and then you flash some of your own back Pepper spray fight Yeah, so like if you say no we can settle this with a duel and I pull out pepper spray Yours is like a little spicier. I guess hotter hotter. Yeah a temperature wise. It's like

Boiling pepper spray. I feel like at a time like this Owen might just be in the the cold plunge. Oh, yeah, mm-hmm So are you two gonna head to the cold plunge? So I'm gonna hope to use that to my advantage like I'm sure he wants to get out Oh, so you're gonna surround a minute I'm said like yeah, I'm sure you like he's ready to get out so like let's make moves. Let's get you out of that cold plunge Garden it We're waiting. Kyle, do the people at BRU enjoy jungle juice? Yes.

Okay. I want to find myself at a rager in the dorms jungle juice everywhere. And I just get violently drunk, okay? Yeah, that'll work You can also go to the literal jungle there's parties there all the time in the jungle Are we near the jungle Dondara forest? Oh right below the Dondara Mountains? Should I hit the jungle you should go out in the jungle? I'm gonna head to the jungle girls with no morals Adorn the jungle they're just in there. Yeah, they party in there, okay Do you do is it like jungle like tropical like Amazon or oh yeah? Mm-hmm I'm gonna head to the jungle and look for head.

All right. Grant, undeterred by the girl's initial shot, leans even further into the spontaneous proposal. I'm serious, this is no joke. He insists, maintaining his eye contact, holding a gaze on her. But if you say no, we'll have to duel. He then flashes a can of pepper spray from his pocket. As if it's some sort of nightly weapon,

the on-goers gasp in a mix of shock and amusement. Eyebrows raise and laughter bubbles beneath the surface. The girl stares at Grant, unsure whether to be scared or intrigued by his antics. A duel, seriously? She asks, trying to process the bizarre situation The girl stares at Grant, unsure whether to be scared or intrigued by his antics. A duel? Seriously? She asks, trying to process the bizarre situation unfolding in front of her.

The crowd surrounding starts to chuckle, laughing and some even urging her to say yes to see where this absurd scenario will lead. Meanwhile, Sammy and Tyrese shake their heads, amused by Grant's antics, but recognizing their need to focus. They make their way into the wrestling gym and head towards the cold pool, a spot well known that BRU wrestlers often gather

after training before their competitions. Circling the pool, they finally spot Owen Hendricks. Seeing an opportunity, they approach him with enthusiasm. Hey Owen, Sammy calls, a confident grin on his face. We're looking for some help for our crew. We hear you're the best in the game. Yep, we could really use some help. And a strong ally, Tyrese chimes in, eager to impress Owen, who's just taken a break from his practice. Owen turns curiously. Really? What's this all about? He asks. Meanwhile, back in the dorms Doyle feeling a full of a new adventure changes his course. Forget the dorms. I've

heard about all these rumors regarding the jungle. he mutters to himself, recalling tales of wild parties and girls with adventurous spirits known to have no rules. With newfound determination Doyle wanders towards the secluded area of the jungle, daring to find the tales which he's once heard, an excitement bubbling from his chest as he marches forward. What would you like to do next? Just a friendly reminder, you guys are currently on a mission

to help you out three by recruiting wrestlers. By all means, continue to- Yeah, that does make sense. All right, well, let's, we'll get Owen and then- I'm gonna offer him a towel. That's good. Okay. He will be nude. And I'll be like, and I'm gonna I'm gonna offer him a towel. That's good. Okay, he will be nude and I'll be like I'll be like and I'll say I'll say Owen. Why don't you guys get in with him? That was that delay the mission might

Why don't you pitch don't you say it's the it's for the uf3? Well, he know who the uf3 is He'll know yeah, tell Owen it's for the uf3 UF3 is? He'll know, yeah, tell Owen it's for the UF3. You know, if you get in good on with the UF3 that's better than any championship. Once you get labeled on fuck with a bull like that's yeah that's better than a title belt. So the stakes are higher than any wrestling match. That should work. I will give if the woman doesn't say anything, I'm going to give her the ring and just run inside with them. I came across a

fighter in the jungle who specializes in Muay Thai. He's a jungle fighter. Maybe he's up in the tree. Maybe you see somebody up in a tree. I see somebody up in a tree and I give him the same sales. But you can't tell if it's man or

beast. Yeah, it could be either one. You're not sure if it's human or animal and I pitch this human or animal do you throw a rock do you yeah do you climb the tree do you try to climb the tree I think I'm shouting okay okay I think the towel the towel is gonna be that one more time please in the jungle Doyle sees what could be either human or ape in the tree and Shouts we need you in our crew For a mission with the uf3 yeah a chimpanzee orangutan would be sick in the crew

What's the wildlife in new Platts and like um everything can fly A lot of winged ungulates Yeah, a lot of winged ungulates I think we should link up with the uf3. Let's get the mission gun. Maybe order an uber yellow What's an uber yellow? They just speed through yellow lights It's a little bit fast they don't slow down expensive. It's yeah, it's a little bit expensive And head back to the south shore and link up with the UF3 and see what they're up to. Let's get the party started.

Do you wanna go with short-handed? Or do you wanna try to get one more guy? I think with Owen and then like the potential beast. Two would be great. Yeah, okay. I hope we can go with this. Lucas, where would you recommend? Do you think we're fine with two?

Well I would say right now you just have Owen Hendricks. So I mean if we want to, I would say Sammy, where would you consider finding a elite wrestler throughout New Plaston? I mean I would say you probably need to three is what they told you. Okay. I would say you probably need to three is what they told you. Okay Sanderson City will have like wrestlers who are also trained in jujitsu a lot of Brazilian dudes Okay, so if Owen says yes, we join him if the Beast says yes He'll join us and then we had we call an uber yellow to go to Sanderson City. Yeah All right.

As Tyrese approaches Owen Hendricks, who is still rather compromised without clothes on, Tyrese hands him a towel, helping him cover up. Owen chuckles in appreciation, wrapping the towel around himself. In a makeshift clad modesty, Owen shakes his head with laughter and acts as if he's unfazed by the unexpected exposure to the two surrounding him. Sammy seizes this moment to share their mission. Owen, we're gearing up to help out the UF3 in a fight against some loud mouthed Jersey wrestlers. They're up to no good and we could really use your skills to help us.

Sammy speaks with urgency, hoping to ignite Owen's interests. Meanwhile, back at the scene of Grant's wild proposal, the embarrassment swells to an unbearable level. Oh, no longer take it. I'm out of here, he exclaims, folding away from the boxed stool he threatened and races back to his friends. He soon finds himself inside the wrestling facility,

rejoining Tyrese and Sammy, as well as Owen, who is now listening to the bold plans, which Sammy describes. Sammy, Tyrese, Owen, and Grant all now come together, ready to embark on the next step in their wild adventure. Now that we've got Owen on our team, let's gear up and head over to Sanderson City to track down another fighter to join our team.

With their new plan set in motion, they call an Uber Yellow, which arrives shortly, and the crew piles in. The anticipation of Sanderson City runs high as they buckle in and their spirits are now unbreakable with anything with ready for anything that may lie ahead. As the car arrives at Sanderson City, the group chatters, each person recounting their favorite moments of the night so far. The horizon darkens, but the excitement brightens in their heart as they pull into the bustling streets of Sanderson City. Knowing their challenges and adventures await them.

What would you like to do next as you arrive at Sanderson City? Is there a Jiu Jitsu gym? Probably no one's like practicing now Oh, where would they go to small Palo? Is that the small okay? Is that little Brazil? Yeah, okay? It's for like the DJs face backwards. Oh cuz they're shy well. No they're humble It's about the music not the performer the stars with stars All right, so was there a specific club in small Palo I Don't know if the the game will know

Maybe little Ryan's There's a lot of I don't know maybe I was all little there's a lot of miniature men Little raw is he Brazilian yeah All right crossbreeding yeah, so we think it's too late for them to be training so we all head to little Ryan's Mm-hmm To look for somebody that seems worthy, but like right now. We'll go to Little Ryan's we don't have to go to little Ryan's. It's probably a foam party

That sounds awesome. Yeah, you're really can convince me otherwise. Yeah, that sounds pretty sweet. I know Doyle's in for that I Might drown can we or can we order a wrestler? This yeah, is there like a really try to send a DM to somebody yeah, just do any of them follow you on Instagram Sammy yeah, yes How many followers does he have thousands? Okay, they probably 10,000 pretty impressive Yeah. Yes. How many followers does he have? Thousands. Okay. Probably like 10,000. Pretty impressive. But he doesn't post.

It's just you. I mean, MacBredelli would be a good edition. Do you have his number? Yes. So maybe tell MacBredelli to meet us at the phone party? The phone party at Little Ryan's. Okay, he's probably in Carlsberg.

How fast could he get there? Hours? Three hours? Oh my god. Can we get him a blade? I mean, Elliot still has his helicopter. Is there like a blade service? We can get him a blade, yeah. It's actually common to like order a helicopter, okay, so you try to convince Mac to meet us at little Ryan's Mm-hmm, and we'll look for somebody while he's on his way. I think if we just have Mac and Owen

We should be good especially like whoever the uf3 has with them So we're gonna get to small palo and not go to Little Ryan's? We can go into Little Ryan's. You guys are just gonna be too big for Little Ryan's. What do you mean? You're gonna stick out like sore thumbs. Wait, how shallow is the foam at Little Ryan's? Five feet two inches.

And there's a lot of deaths. Because they're too short? There's a lot of deaths because there's no shorts. There's a lot of drowning Have you lost anybody friends yeah friends and enemies sometimes at once Same night, you know we guys are inebriated at a phone party that goes up to their nose like things will die What DJs usually at Little Ryan's um there's no like stars, okay, but they play the best music Which is what I'm grasping at straws. I know. I'm trying to back you in a corner. I didn't build it up this much. You actually do Brazilian DJs who sit on the coast and only perform backwards for some reason. I don't know where you came up with that, but I'm pretty sure that's the thing.

Yeah, for modesty, but that's like the extent of what I know, what I have built up. So if we wanna like, I guess we can build up as we go along. I mean, I got what you guys just said for the most part. So we wanna rip it, we'll go there and we can move. Yeah, let's do it. As the Uber yellow pulls into Sanderson City, the group is buzzing with anticipation.

They decide to head straight to Little Ryan's, a popular bar known for its laid back vibes and occasionally an occasional wrestling enthusiasts who frequent the place. Hopefully we can find someone here who's worthy enough to join our team," Sammy declares, leading the charge once again as they walk towards the bar. Once inside, the atmosphere of the bar is lively, with laughter and chatter filling the air. However, amidst the excitement, they overhear snippets of conversation about a possible foam party, which is happening at a nearby venue. Intrigue, Grant perks up a foam party. That sounds like a chaotically good time. Let's check that out. The group decides to leave little Ryan's and head to the phone prod.

Another party, arriving at the venue where they are greeted by a scene of jubilant revealers, completely engulfed in a sea of bubbly foam, which creates a mystical yet chaotic atmosphere in the bar. The foam shoots up to a height of approximately five feet two inches, which creates a slick surface and has caused a few attendees to slip and tumble earlier in the night. I've never seen such a wild setup, Tyrese exclaims, wide-eyed as they step into the frothy madness. As the group scans the crowd for potential allies,

they navigate through the dance floor, people bobbing and splashing in all directions and lost in the frenzy and spirit of the party. A few feet away, amidst the froth and commotion, they spot MacRidelli. Oh, she's there. Okay, yeah, he could be. A familiar face from their past escapades, Mac, always the life of the party, is engaged

with a group of friends, laughing loudly and gesturing. While he notices the crew, his face lights up and he waves them over. Hey, look who it is. What are you guys doing here in this foam madness? The group runs over embracing the reunion. Mac, we're looking for some backup to help us with a fight in aid of the UF3 while they fight against the Jersey Loudmouths in District 6.

Sammy explains pouring out the bubbles in his mouth. Yeah. Well, you've come to the right place, Mack replies, his voice booming with enthusiasm. This phone party is the perfect scene to help you let loose and possibly find even more talent for your crew. I've got some tips and I'd love to join you in your challenge. What would you like to do next? Okay. So we got jubilant revealers slipping on five feet of water You have a mouthful of bubble a mouthful of bubble I

I would like to I find a fighter who Shadow boxes foam and he said he'd come with us But he only can fight in foam So I have to bring foam to go okay bag. I gotta bring some foam with you. Yeah, yeah Get like a doggie bag of foam. Yeah, yeah And you guys can decide whether or not he's good or bad, okay Hmm Hmm.

If that works, I'd make it. We have two. So I think we have the four of us. We have Owen. We have Mac and a guy you found. Yeah. I think we name our crew. Oh, yeah, we only need three. Sorry. Yeah, no, we're good. Okay. Name our crew. Yeah. You want to be the Cincinnati Reds. Let's be the Cincinnati Reds

It's it's a real aha moment for the boys. Yeah, it's like look at us all It's perfect. We decide to deem our crew the Cincinnati Reds allies of the uf3 and Rudy what's your guys name again? The guy I found? Yeah. Philip. Another Phil? Foam Philip. Oh wow.

I can only think of like women and fighting. What else can men do? That's hot. Talk about World War II. Yeah, get into World War II. Yeah, we talk about World War II. Yeah, maybe on the drive back, we decide to discuss the Pacific front in the World War Two.

Maybe Where Is the Love by the Black Eyed Peas comes on. We put that on loop in the Uber. Yeah. How's that go? Where is the love by the black-eyed peas comes on we put that on loop in the uber. Yeah How's that go? Dude you should do We go without a gun one. Yeah, we should all sing it. Yeah. Yeah, so I sit down in the car pants down and I just I Start singing where is the love was wrong with the world mama and everybody jumps in immediately

Killing people die Children are in you hear them crying And everybody jumps in immediately mm-hmm If you practice what you preach oh my god, what's That do that yeah, let's do that Alright, yeah. Within the swirling chaos of the film party, Tyrese scans the crowd and spots a fighter who's practicing shadow boxing within the phone. Intrigued, he approaches him. Hey there, you've got some serious skills. Ever thought about joining a crew?

Yes. His voice lifted above the rambunctious laughter and music playing. The fighter grins through a sea of bubbles and raises an eyebrow. I consider it, but I've got a thing for this atmosphere. I can only fight if I'm covered in foam. He winks, clearly enjoying the playful absurdity of their conversation. Tyrese chuckles, and let's make that happen. You can join our crew and I'll bring the phone that you need with me. The fighter agrees and the deal is now struck. With three new allies, the crew is ready for action and the group feels electrified. As they regroup, they decide it's time now to head back and name their team. Drawing inspiration from their adventures and one member's love for Big Red Gum.

That's my guy! I wrote that he loves Big Red! Alright, well that should help. red gum. That's my guy. I wrote that he loves the big red. All right. Well, that should help. They collectively agree on the name the Cincinnati Reds. Yeah, but not after the baseball team. It's after the gum. Name brings a sense of pride and nostalgia. The night name brings a sense of pride and nostalgia, realizing the big red gum they've enjoyed in the past. Not to be confused with the MLB team.

Climbing back into a new Uber, ready for their trip to District 6, the group now feels prepared with their allies and some memories of their night, which just passed. The car is filled with laughter and chatter as they share their thoughts while Where's the Love plays on loop in the background. The melodic tones provide an ironic contrast to the rambunctious vibe. Can you believe how this nice turned out Sammy muses as he leans back in his seat, revealing his camaraderie. Now I think we're unstoppable. Tyrese adds, this phone will be legendary in our adventures

to come. You always say that shit. Still with his pants down, joins in singing the chorus of the song, his voice mixing in with the others. Where is the love? He sings dramatically, causing everyone to erupt in laughter. As the group arrives in District 6, their energy is electric. The crew steps out, with their voices echoing into the night, and the last verse of the song still singing in all their heads, we not united with a song, their mission and each other. Now they're ready to face the challenges which lie ahead

in district six, ready to help the UF three and fight against the loud mouth Jersey wrestling crew. Do you see where's the law? No pants on it. I like to think that I'm in shotgun to and I turn around Let's link back up with the uf3 Say the Cincinnati Reds are here not to be confused with the baseball team. Yeah, let's tell them where the Cincinnati Reds Yes, the city in Ohio, not the team. The gum. The gum.

Yep. I have to continue, I'm continuously recovering my fighter in foam. Yeah, you have to keep him slicked. I keep him covered in foam constantly. Reapplying it. I left my backpack it has my lip balm my lips are bricks asbestos covered bricks oh god so dry lips are They're falling off. Yeah, maybe my lips are falling off, but I'm it's making me angrier and angrier. I'm ready to fight. Fuck my fucking my backpack. My backpack has my balm.

And the the uf3 has been waiting a while. I'm guessing they're probably they're probably impatient We have to convince them not to fight us. Yeah, we're so sorry, but look at the team we have My lips are falling off. Yeah, yes Maybe we tell him please don't bring up his lips I'm really lack there really insecure and self-conscious about my lips that are eroding I'm all teeth Maybe Apple to app I Maybe Apple

Here's the singing he's like yeah, that's me. We're like no, it's not Justin and will Maybe Apple tap isn't there. I just think it's him. It's a guy that looks we're like, holy shit, is that Apple app? But then we realized very quickly it's not. Yes. All right. Good. Yep. Will be an interesting one for sure. As the crew of Cincinnati Reds reconvenes with the UF3, excitement bubbles over as they exchange stories about their recent exploits.

The members of the UF3 are not impressed and they're slightly envious of the crew's cool new name. Yep. You guys think you're so tough now with that great name? One of the UF3 members taunts to them. What's next? Are you gonna make t-shirts as well? Oh, fuck.

I was thinking that. Yeah. Sell seven of them? We've done it. Tyrese, juggling the foam while ensuring that their newest ally remains draped in bubbles Oh, yeah, forgot that your dude. Yeah, you gotta keep applying him with bubbles How much did you bring back? I brought back a lot of dogs you realize you realize he used your backpack to

My backpack filled with foam Tyrese yells out we're not just a name. We're an unstoppable force replying with the grin Meanwhile Sammy realizes something is missing Sammy realizes something is missing Pathetically pats around his pockets and searches the nearby area my backpack. Where's my Swear you check your pocket Phone wallet Phone, wallet, no back. The moment shifts slightly as the UF3's initial excitement begins to wane. After a few minutes of boasting about their new name, the impatience of the UF3 seizes.

One member crosses his arms and sneers. You think you can just waltz in here with your new name and expect us to play nice? Instead of working together Why don't we just settle this with a fight? No Feeling the pressure mounting knows this is no time No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, we've come to get here. We face everything together from phone fights, searching for wrestlers. That's the gamut. Yeah. A carousel of activities. The crew pauses taking in Sammy's passion and sincerity. They see the effort that he and the rest of the Cincinnati Reds have put into their journey thus far and start to warm back up to the idea of them helping with their fight against the Jersey Loudmouths. All right, Sammy, one of the UF3 members states,

shaking his head with an amused smile. You've made your point, teamwork it is, but we wanna see some serious action soon where we might reconsider this alliance. With the tension now slightly easing everyone starts to laugh and the camaraderie camaraderie begins to rebuild once again good Sammy triumphantly raises his hand followed by Tyrese who cheers let's work together and show

these Jersey loud mouths what we're really made of. What would you like to do next? What we're really made of what would you like to do next? hmm So I guess do we do you want to go back up to Sanderson for your backpack I Mean I Feel like we have to your backpack we can't man you lose your back bags all the time. Just get some new bomb Well, I don't know what else is in there that I need

We can't we're so close okay We talk Sammy from getting back into a yellow To go get his backpack we promise we'll get him a better backpack. Thank you You always say this Your backpack all right, so where should we find these Jersey loudmouths? So we are where are we now I mean Are we back? I think we're back in the South Shore we are Where would they be?

Well, the South Shore is home to a lot of guys who present like the typical Jersey bro, but they're not them. Do we beat this shit out of the wrong crew? No, we would know. Okay. The UF3 doesn't attack first, so we almost have to draw them out. We trap. Yeah the lure them how we lure him

The stunts We all perform stunts They'll have to come out My my bubble guy Philip Foam fill up can break dance. Oh he can't mm-hmm That's actually sort of his fighting style I Would like to offer lipless Sammy a piece of gum I'm worried it'll draw attention to my lack of lips

I'm really insecure about my lack of lips right now. They're damn near gone. I'm lipless. I need like a COVID mask. I gotta get my confidence back up. Maybe I go to one of those basketball arcade games and just dunk. All right, you pitch that to get us warmed up for the fight. We throw you oops at a basketball at a hot hoops at a pop a shot. I like the idea of all of us getting like really minor ailments that debilitate us. Losing your lips. Well, yeah, Doyle starts chafing. Maybe we see what COVID mask is one of the prizes

at a basketball game on the pier. Okay, yeah. You can't fight if you're not feeling your best. Maybe we see a dude in a Knicks jersey and we're like, is it? We don't wear Knicks, they don't wear Knicks jerseys in New Plattson. Oh, okay, so yeah, maybe we look around.

A suspicious man in a Knicks jersey. Yeah, we search for anybody in like Mm-hmm Garb that would be a dead giveaway right Ari Gold better not be there. Oh my god Ari Gold gonna be yeah. Oh, I hope to God not He's fictional here, too We're all gonna be surprised Jeremy Piven no, that's Ari Gold.

What the fuck? What the fuck? All right, yeah, give me one second here. Sure, of course. Do it. It's Cincinnati Reds are patient. That's one of our core pillars. Patience.

We have one pillar. Pillar, yeah, singular. Cincinnati Reds are patient. That's one of our core pillars patience We have one pillar pillar singular we gave up you weren't patient enough to finish the pillars We Doyle what do you want? Yeah, we'll want to do go to the maybe get a sleeve of fried Oreos? That's 38,000 calories Oh sleep fried or He's got a feel love for the fight. Yeah. All right. I'm interested to see how this one goes.

You and me both. All right. Fighting the urge to sprint to head back and find his missing backpack. Sammy is steadfast in his commitment to the crew. All right, I'll get a new one later, but you guys have to promise to help me out picking out a new one. There's our next mission.

Yeah, all right. It'll be like a four hour one. Gets a new back. You'd be amazed. The rest of the Cincinnati Reds assure him they'll help him out in procuring a new backpack if he sticks with them. With that settled, they rally around their newfound mission to hunt down the Jersey Loudmouse and

lure them out, lure them out to find their wrestling crew and challenge them to a fight. To pull up their plan, they collectively brainstorm ways to bait the rival crew out of their hiding spots. Sammy shares an idea about using social media to set up a fake wrestling challenge, enticing them out in hopes of an easy victory. The group nods in agreement and excited to put their heads together for the tasks ahead. Meanwhile, the vivid, the vivid sight of Grant standing, standing with his pants still around his ankles. Yes.

Prompt the grins to break out and laughter once again. There's no negative connotation about this. Yeah, I don't get it. It's a pure confidence move. As he playfully fumbles around, he finally finally pulls out he pulls out a piece of gum You want a piece this might help you out with your dry mouth and those cracked lips offering Want a piece? This might help you out with your dry mouth and those cracked lips. Offering a piece to Sammy while grinning. Thanks buddy, Sammy chuckles, accepting the gum and chewing it as they finalized their

plans. Feeling emboldened by the camaraderie and laughter of the group, they decided to boost their confidence once more. First hitting up an arcade, the Arcade by the Shore nearby. After some friendly competition in arcade games where Sammy drains a few three-pointers in basketball, they head towards the boardwalk and continue to search for anyone that may be tied to the Jersey loudmouth wrestling crew. After leaving the arcade, the bright lights and sounds fill their senses and they dive deeper into the boardwalk. Each win in passing arcade games provides the crew with a little more confidence.

After a while, they make their way deeper to the boardwalk, full of excitement and energy. As they scan the crowd, they spot a figure who stands out from the rest. An orange-colored man wearing a tight life beater, baggy shorts, and a flashy cross-chain on his neck. His meticulously styled gelled hair shines in the light, drawing their attention and signaling to the group that they may have found a member of the Jersey Loudmouth wrestling team. Looks like we got someone. Let's go talk to him. Sammy urges, feeling the adrenaline spiking at the prospect of finally confronting their foes. What would you like to do? I just realized the That AI is very odd. You couldn't.

That's really funny. It seems like I won a lot. Got my confidence up. Lips are gone, but I have a bunch of stuffed Stewie griffins. And it sounds like I spotted Nick Suriano. Is that a local guy? Ruckers boy. Wait, is that just, it's like the coach of the Eagles.

Suriano. Oh, my fault. Ruckers. No, no, no affiliation whatsoever. Real dude. I want to throw a water balloon at him, but it's filled with balsamic Vintigra okay KB what was his name again sir Nick Suriano

Sur I know I don't want to face him is he one of the loudmouths Maybe not he'll get pissed if he hears this. He's not gonna hear this. Come again? Maybe Doug DeGiacomo is his name. Maybe it's just one of the Jersey Loudmouths. Don't have to give him a name. No name. He's in the wife beater, orange skin, gelled hair, cross necklace.

So you're gonna hit him with a vinaigrette water balloon. Yeah. And he's allergic a vinaigrette water balloon and He's allergic to vinaigrette. I'm hoping okay. Yeah, that's the plan So you have a plan B in case he's not allergic to vinaigrette. We're really banking on this Just more pissed As a backup I'm reading down fried Oreos on oh yeah we're just chucking them with fried Oreos meanwhile I I'm trying to connect to a Bluetooth speaker but I keep I can't get it right because I want to play

black-eyed peas for the we would need that yeah but I just cannot you know how are you still applying foam to your friend one hand I had to bring yeah maybe the phone phone broke your phone. Yeah, I can't connect to the Bluetooth because the foam is making it so I can't use my touchscreen. Right, it's too much foam. It's too much foam, so yeah. That's my...

What are you doing, Sammy? I don't know, I think the UF3 is getting a little pissed at us for making too much of, like an aggressive initiation. Oh shit. So I know to lay back and I'm thinking like this Jersey loudmouth is gonna start to antagonize us on his own okay

What's too late now he has the longest fingers Like double double the standard finger size Shit and I think he spots one of us doesn't like it That's no good that's no good at all As it's in the air laughter He smells it Oh no

laughter laughter laughter laughter laughter That better not be so allergic laughter Oh he is alert Oh He is alert, oh not water

I think we're perfect. As the Cincinnati Reds close the distance towards the orange colored man, Sammy Squints, recognition dawning on him. Oh no. It's none other than Anton Sparkplug. Oh, that's my rival. Oh, I hate Anton. Could he possibly be a Jersey loudmouth? Yeah. Okay. Yeah He's a he's not originally from Jersey, but yeah, he has it. Yeah culturally. Yes. Okay. That's my biggest rival Yes, Anton, who is your notorious rival from your past? Yeah Instantly feeling threatened by Anton's presence, the adrenaline kicks in and Sammy decides to act before any words can even be exchanged. Without a second thought, Grant picks

up a nearby balsamic vinegar balloon. Yeah, it was somebody else's. I took it out of their hands. And it missed it with all his might. Somebody else. Take that spark plug. Take that spark plug, he yells, hoping the surprise attack would throw Anton off guard. It would.

Tyrese, who's still grappling with the foam, covering him and his new ally, feels the pressure of the potential confrontation. As he tries to assist the group and keeps the group together throughout their adventure, the slippery foam makes his actions and movements clumsy and ineffective. I've got you guys covered, but honestly, this foam isn't helping. It falls against the soft chaos. In a surprising display of agility, Anton reaches out and with his long, double sized

fingers, snatches the balsamic balloon right from the air. He's armed from here. Oh, no. It doesn't even splatter Yeah, he's he's on now. He has the ball Up to his face and cracks a grin his demeanor effortlessly cool as he stares down the Cincinnati Reds We fucked up big time. Oh, shit. Anton Sparkplug with the long ass fingers has our balsamic balloon. Yeah, he just caught it.

And it was from so far away, too, which is like his fans. Nice try, boys. Maybe next time, vagina. Anti-toe. Maybe next time what? Vagina. Yeah, vagina. And maybe next time. What? Yeah, vagina.

That's my nickname because he thinks I'm Chinese. I'm Korean. He combined China with vagina. And he got everybody called me that my entire software. Maybe next time. But China. This is a really worse case. This is the worst thing that could have ever happened to me. I don't want to derail here, but why just sophomore year when I read that I was because people matured

Just as Sammy prepares for a verbal showdown, the atmosphere shifts dramatically. From the shadows of the surrounding buildings, the group begins to a new group begins to emerge, clearly intent on joining into the fray. The newcomers look like they've walked through one. Not that fray. The newcomers look like they've walked straight off the set of the Jersey Shore with big hair, loud clothes and exaggerated personalities ready for confrontation. Looks like you've brought your little crew onto our turf, one of them shouts, eyeing up the Cincinnati Reds with an insufferable smirk.

The excitement is now palpable and tension thickens in the air. As the rival crew closes in on you, what would you like to do? I am mentally broke. Yeah, I think I'm going fetal. I think I got to go fetal after the vagina. I'm not Chinese. I'm not. I don't have a pussy. Well, I think the I think the rest of the the Jersey crew thinks you're Chinese and Heckles accordingly

Maybe they give you a new pair of pants just so they can pull them down pull them down them down. So should we engage? I think the UF3 comes to join us because now the Jersey boys officially initiated it. Yeah, by said they're in. So now it's a showdown. You don't have me. You're in the fetal position. I have to play yeah. Getting heckled. Yeah, they're they're hurling they're hurling Chinese historical references at me. Doyle has a shirt off still makes a straight charge to their front line and gets double titty twisted. I want you to run forward, but you put your arm like this like you're a rhino. twisted I want you to run forward but you put your arm like this like you're a rhino it's a toil runs forward like a rhino

they grab me each person grabs one tit and I'm just in a fucking porcupine chamber this isn't good at all no we're down we're down we're down man you have no lips no lips I have pieces of my lips in my hand. Maybe you could throw them as like... Try to aim at one of their eyes. Is that fucking lip? Yeah, and I'm very accurate at throwing lips. So maybe I can get a lip stuck in one of their eyes.

I'm afraid the moisture of the eye would soften the lip. We also have Mac and foam. Yeah, it's just about to say that. Yeah. Okay. Yeah, maybe like I look, I'm going to look up at Mac and just be like, do something, please. Okay.

I am just a broken, broken man. And just be like do something please mm-hmm okay? Mm-hmm. I am just a broken broken. Oh yeah after that I gave away the engagement ring for my ex My pants have been down for damn near two days Okay My biggest enemy now has my balloon Everybody's calling me Chinese Okay, this sucks. I Know he's not Chinese. He's something else Korean And I follow foam, Philip into the fight.

And he gets hit with a balsamic vinaigrette balloon. Please now and it starts dissolving the foam and I'm furiously trying to reapply it. Okay. Yeah. Yeah, you really need to get to work because you only have so much left. Yeah. So you could also be like strategic about how you apply. Yeah I'm hurling lips They're there were generating a little bit but not fast enough

And what are our other two fighters doing Mac and Mac and Owen? Oh, they're trained assassins Okay, so they do they run should they run to Doyle's aid? Maybe run to yeah, okay, okay Titty twisted by a bunch of guido just us losing immediately we so We don't just us losing immediately. We so. Yeah. So I like it. Oh, you're pissed off.

I don't like the situation. Went into their territory. All right. So as the encounter escalates into chaos, the Jersey loud mounts quick quickly seize the moment grappling Grant and shoving him into a new pair of pants. Aww, you wrote that? Fuck, shoving you into a new pair of pants. No!

It's like worse than getting pantsed. Repants. Yeah, I'm kidding. It's more embarrassing. You're waiting. Reverse pants him. Having a man put pants on you against your will. It's more embarrassing. You're wakening. Reverse pantsom. Having a man put pants on you

against your will. Just ripping down over my other pair. With laughter booming around them. Easily lift him and with a comedic flare, yank his pants down once more. Then again, crowd

erupts in laughter. Oh god damn it. Amid the hilarity, Doyle, determined to prove his new bravado, charges at the rival crew, trying to act as a rhino, flailing his arms wildly as he charges. However, his confidence quickly fades as two of the Jersey boys sidestep him and suddenly he's met with a duo of mischievous hands that grab each nip, twisting them mercilessly. Oh no. We're going down.

Doyle crumbles to the ground, yelping in surprise with the pain. His bravado now replaced with discomfort and agony. Yeah. Oh, no. This can't get any worse. Guys, we need to regroup. Sammy tries to shout. Unfortunately, his blistered lips hinder his ability to make much noise. Can't even speak.

Instead, he watches in frustration as the events spiral out of control in front of him, helplessly helpless to stop his friends from being caught in the antics of the Jersey crew. Just as tensions feel like they're cresting and the battle seems lost, their new allies step in, lunging in to pull everyone back from the fray, forcing a brief ceasefire in the fight. As they were pulled back, the UF-3 members then arrive, all energy and presence joining their forces and yelling out, what's going on here? One of them bellows rallying their crew

to confront the Jersey Loudmouths and protect the Cincinnati Reds. Now, the team finally assembled, it's time to make your final stand. But just as they prepare to retaliate, one of the Jersey boys suddenly hurls the previously captured balsamic balloon, causing it to explode right next to their ally who's currently cloaked in foam. No, Phil. Foam fill up his gun.

The balsamic's gonna wash the foam off. He's done for after this. He might fucking die. The slick substance burst out. In an instant, the foam dissolves away, leaving Phil exposed and vulnerable in all of the chaos. This is no- As if now finally sensing the danger of the experience with his phone suddenly faded away. Phil scampers off and slips away into the night, leaving the team helpless against all the alterations

he may have held. Oh, Philip got got by the balloon. Oh, fuck. Hey phone boy get back here Tyrese shouts. Spinning on what madness is next to pursue. With their hearts racing the group resolves strengths and prepares to assert themselves against their rivals for a final stand. What would you like to do next? Welp? I have two pairs of pants on at my ankles and like it's like causing me to spaz because it's like so it's like constricting and that would be annoying.

My character depressed just slowly walks as And straight into the ocean My trail looks like newborn turtles I'm walking straight into the ocean. I don't even say a word to the boys. We understand Yep, I Can't speak I can only make muffled sounds I Think I see my backpack Where It's one of the stands. It's um...

It's just... Does it have... did it fly by? Yeah, it's flying by. It's in the air. Um, can we leave this fight up to fate? What does that mean? Can like the game tell us what happens? Yeah.

Yeah, wait. Let's say like we give it one final stand. We give it one final stand this time a winner is revealed Perfect I can't believe I just can't believe what happened to foam Philip that I mean he got boss I could have told that he had too many requirements He had one Yeah, yeah one big had one big requirement. Huge requirement, but one.

The only one, I guess. Other than that, he was chill as fuck. He was actually like low maintenance, other than... Other than having to be constantly covered in foam. By hand. but I Think you guys say you're like ready to die for this cause mm-hmm my nipples are bleeding yeah, yeah They pulled one to your back

You're playing face down, but your nipples are just both stretched. Slowly, I'm stretching around back to vulnerable and to your knees after getting double titty twist. Knockout. So I'm going to go with Grant. You had your thing there. Yes and you're just going to let fate decide and we'll see what happens. So this is so good. All right.

With Grant's pants, with grants to pants, his ankles, he feels even more humiliated. He no longer can bear the teasing chaos and the surrounding actions. The pressure of his circulation being cut off begins to stoke his embarrassment. I can't even feel my fucking feet. I can't deal with this anymore, he mut He mothers before shambling off towards the ocean, leaving behind a comical trail in the sand, which resembles a baby turtle who slowly would make their way to a retreat into the ocean. We get it Lucas. Caused by the two pairs of pants around your ankles. The rest of the Cincinnati Reds crew watches him go, acknowledging the moment in silence, each understanding the sting of his shame while not mentioning to each other, knowing

his pain. With Grant now momentarily removed from the fray, the remaining members of the crew take a deep breath, their resolve solidifying as they prepare for a final stand against the Jersey Loudmouth Wrestling crew. Alright, this is it. We've come too far to back down now, Sammy rallies, adrenaline coursing through his veins. Despite the uncertainty surrounding them, they allow the fight to unfold, feeling the buzzing energy of the competition. The Jersey

boys, sensing the tension rising, smirk and shift their stance, ready to go against the crew and snap into action. One of the Jersey loudmouths steps forward first, cracking his knuckles with a laugh. You think you guys can take us on? Well, let's see what you got. With the crew aligned behind Sammy and Tyrese, they strike a defensive posture, aware that in the chaos of the moment, their defensive stance truly defines them and will make them become a champion. Oh yeah. Yeah, we know that. The air thickens with anticipation as both groups mentally gear up for whatever fate

has in store. As the first punches fly and bodies begin to collide, the fight ignites into a wild mashup of energy and determination. Sammy takes on one of the biggest Jersey boys, while Tyrese finds his footing while he dives into the fray. Motivated by a mix of camaraderie and his desire to defend his honor and redeem his ally, Fomphil. Yep. For Phil.

Dive into a fight. Diving into a fight's so funny. For Phil. It's like what Neo did in the ancient smith at the end. Yeah. As tears erupt from the crowd which gather surrounding them a distant sound of the ocean reminds them that there's someone else that they're missing as the dust settles the crew finds themselves as the last standing as Grant emerges from the sand acting as if he was part of the fight the entire

I got some good hits in wow standing with Owen the rest of the Cincinnati Reds and the UF3 your crew now emerges victorious successful in defeating the UF3 and kicking them out of district 6 oh wait wait the the Jersey boys I think yeah not the okay yeah okay no no no with the uf3 kicking out the Jersey boys reckless crew there it is and you stand together with your crew now victorious boys all right we did it what her I mean you didn't do shit on my back you think you got like punches in dude I had the worst day imaginable my pants are filled with sand I think we all did pretty well I had a fake suicide to get out of a fight

That was an incredible end to this story, I would love to do this again Maybe we do this as like a treat special episodes holidays and whatnot Lucas. Thank you so much, man. Yeah Incredible that was fantastic work and guys. Thank you for listening Yeah, that was the end of our first mission in New Plattson. God bless. Any highlights feel free to let us know. If any artists want to depict some scenes. Oh that'd be great. Yeah that'd be great. Yeah all right guys God bless. God bless.