Bye bye Mr. Ethan Woy
Catching Controversy | The Legend of Ethan Woy
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But I could just complete my first year in RTG mode and then create myself in dynasty mode. After that, I could sim one year into my dynasty and continue this from there.
Hmmm...I love making you guys think.
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Damn too bad CP didn't use some of that power to off Cedric Benson and keep his spot with the Bengals.
I know the truth!!!!! Tired of being pushed around Rodney, decides to team up with Woy and together they take down CP!!!!! The Truth has been revealed!!!!!!Comment
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Originally posted by TimmyYou dead son. CP and Rodney have legit mancrush going on ;).
And since Shwayzed has disappered, here's my attempt at the Sidney Crosby kill thing.
So right between conference play and the end of year, the Penguins hold an open practice. Since your a huge Pengiuns fan, you decide to go. The baby was just born, so you take him/her to the practice. Right as the Pens take the ice, she/he starts crying. You reach over to give her some milk. Rodney tries to shoot you, it ricochets off your seat and hits Sid the Kid in the face. Death by sniping
I thought I did a good job. Nice update
Yes, yes you did. Now try to predict even more of the story. ;)
Originally posted by MeloTransfer to Ohio State, you know you wanna :2thumbs:
Update today, probably late tonight.
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Originally posted by Saints101I think you'll have some pretty soon ;)
Anyways, I have to give you credit where credit is due Woy. Good job. I never suspected CP and Rodney to be working together. If anything I thought that they would hate each other or something.
Very curious to see how the rest of the season pans out and how Woy escapes Rodney, if he can. ;)
Working on an update now.
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Pain Leaves the Body Physically, but Not Emotionally
"Watch your fucking back."
Shock. An emotional state of disbelief. This was what I was feeling at this moment. Sure, we won - that's great. But after seeing Breann with Dan and hearing Rodney's threatening voice - suddenly my football career, and more importantly my life, was in serious danger. As the team started to change to get back on the bus, I made my way over to Delone.
"Nice running D, you really saved us."
Delone had an annoyed and confused expression on his face. Picking up his bag, he just shook his head and walked out to the bus taking us to the hotel.
An hour later the bus pulled into the parking lot as we made our way into the hotel. I sat my bag on the floor and collapsed onto my bed. I reached into my pocket to pull out my iPod and as I placed the buds in my ears, I turned on some Trey Songz and drifted slowly into sleep...
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"First off, I'd like to thank everyone that helped me throughout my career at..."
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"Wait, you mean you're in labor right now!?"
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"So Ethan, what do the letters 'MDW' stand for on your eye black?"
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"Woah, you alright?"
I woke up to see Delone's face right in front of me. Then I looked at the clock beside me on the counter; 1:30 AM.
"Damn, it's way too early. What was I doing?"
"You were really twitching, pretty badly actually. I thought you were having a seizure or just a bad dream."
No wonder why my body feels weird after I wake up. It's like I'm reliving parts of my life.
"Nah, I'm good. Hey, sorry 'bout today by the way."
"It's fine. So what's up? Something on your mind?"
I didn't know whether to tell D or not, but due to my exhaustion I decided to spill the beans.
"Actually, yeah there is."
"See someone in the stands you didn't expect to see, huh?"
Damn, Delone's good.
"Exactly. How'd you know?"
"I noticed you were looking into the stands a lot during pre-game warmups. The one time during the game you did a double take, leading me to believe either you say Taylor Swift wearing your jersey or someone you didn't want to see."
"And unfortunately it was the latter, haha."
"Figured so. I saw this one dude like that during my freshman year."
"Really? How'd you handle it?"
"He did. Long story."
"Eh, I'll sleep on the bus ride home anyways. Just tell me."
Delone shrugged his shoulders and cleared his throat.
"Alright. So I was kind of like you coming out of high school. Big time star, won Mr. Football in Ohio, etcetera."
"Yeah, continue."
"Anyways, I decided to come here to Syracuse in hopes of resurrecting the program. The old coach, Robinson, had me share carries during my freshman year. I ran for over 700 yards and things were looking up for my next season."
"And then the hip injury, right?"
Then Delone's facial expression turned to one of sadness. Maybe I'm just making him repeat bad on-the-field memories?
"Dude, if you don't want to talk about this, it's cool."
"Nah, I'll tell you. Anyways, once I arrived at Syracuse, I met this man - the same man I told you I saw in the stands that day."
Why does this sound familiar?
"He took me down to this apartment...somewhere off-campus. Then he revealed to me this sports gambling operation, and wanted me to take a part in it."
What the hell?
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"Name's Rodney."
"I'm Ethan."
"I know. That's why you're down here."
"Wait, what?"
"Ethan, I'd like to introduce you to the headquarters of the biggest sports betting operation in central New York."
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"I just couldn't say no to him."
"Woah, wait. What was his name?"
"Rodney Morris. Why?"
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"Shit!"
"What Rodney?"
"Delone's his roommate."
"You better not let him tell D about the operation."
"I'll make sure of it."
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"make sure he doesnt know about this. dont ask, just promise me."
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Of course! It all makes sense now. Delone was Rodney's first client.
"Oh my God."
"Wait, wait a minute. You know this guy?"
I gulped and just shook my head yes.
"You're telling me..."
"Yeah, I got caught up in the same situation as you."
"Why!? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was scared, I didn't know what Rodney was going to do with me. After those first few games, I was making money and that threw my entire mindset off."
"Of course, money is a great motivator. Did he pull the three strikes thing with you?"
"Yes..."
"And?"
I gulped again and spoke with a hint in fear in my voice.
"I struck out today."
"Fuck! I was hoping you haven't yet."
"Did you strike out?"
"You know how I missed the 2007 season?"
"Yeah. He was the one that..."
"Yes, he fucked up my hip."
"I need out of this...right now. How can I?"
"Honestly, you need to get away. Now I don't think he'll try to fuck with you during the rest of the season, but after that...I'd imagine he'll try to pull some shit. Go back home or something, just get the hell out of Syracuse."
"You didn't get out, did you?"
A tear started to roll down Delone's eye. I have never seen him get so emotional over something, even during a football game. It looked like however Rodney injured Delone's hip and took away part of his collegiate career, the pain still hasn't gone away.
I knew right there that Rodney wasn't fucking around, and I would listen to Delone's advice. I needed to get out of Syracuse, whether it would be during Christmas break...
...or for good.
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