Catching Controversy | The Legend of Ethan Woy

[DoubleDeuce]

Next update soon?

EDIT: I got to thinking bout it, and I wonder how the media would portray Ethan Woy. I'd probably hate him lol

[Woy]

No Bacardi?

PS - not epic

I did buy Bacardi, just never drank it.

o shit, great update man. Britt to the rescue!!!!!

Thank you, and we'll see.

shit man... awesome update.

btw, I just got my tickets to SU vs Minnesota and SU vs West Virginia in the mail.

You go to SU? That's pretty sweet if you do - always had tons of respect for their school.

man, another cliffhanger.


Fuck you for making it sound like a big deal only to say mel is leaving for 2 weeks. I hope ethan does die you bastard

not reallly. i <3 you

If you could read my mind, you would know that Mel leaving for 2 weeks wasn't the reason why he (possibly) killed himself. And I <3 you too.

Woy = moron of the fucking year

I accept that award on behalf of last year's winner, Foster.

I was gonna thank you for this epic update, until I saw this. Flat billed hats are fucking gay

Flat billed hats are the shit if you wear them right. Plus he needed to be disguised anyways.

Not when you have hair like his.

Exactly.

Unless you want to die,

LAY THE FUCK OFF.

Serious + No Invisi

:tongue:

Uh-oh. great update, looks like Ethan's done himself in tonight lol..

Maybe he done himself in for his life too.

don't make me take your highschool ass back to school now

College FTW.

Wow, he really took that loss hard. Delusional thoughts= Foreshadows?

Possibly, nice guess Lumpkin.

Next update soon?

EDIT: I got to thinking bout it, and I wonder how the media would portray Ethan Woy. I'd probably hate him lol

Yeah he's kinda like Terrell Owens.

I think that Brean girl is going to make an apperance soon.

Maybe so.



So is this the end? You'll have to wait and see, I guess. I'll update sometime today.

[Woy]

Actually...is anyone ready for an update now?

[DoubleDeuce]

I am you filthy bastard


EDIT: And this is the 5th most replied to chise on VSN, and you're not even 1/4 of the way done. Holy shit

[Woy]

My Guardian Angel

"He's not responding! Someone get me the defibrillator!"

"Here you go!"

"Okay, one...two...three!"

*BUZZ*

"Still no pulse! Again, one...two...three!"

"Oh thank God, we got a pulse gentlemen! Let's keep him alive..."

...

Slowly, I opened my eyes to see a blonde in front of me. I went to speak, but she put my hand over my mouth.

"Don't speak. You'll waste too much energy."

She found a space on my bed and sat down.

"I'm so glad you're alive right now. The medics said they lost you twice. Guess there is someone up there looking after you."

I continued to stare at her, wondering why she was here.

"Ethan, I know you. You might not think so, but I think I have you figured out. You love winning, maybe more than your friends, your family and your girlfriend. Whenever something like that happens, in the West Virginia game, you feel like you made it to the top Mount Everest and then got pushed off and fell to the bottom."

I didn't know what I loved more; winning or Melyssa, but she was on target with everything else.

"When I saw you laying there after the game, I knew something bad was going to happen. I didn't know what you were going to do to yourself, I just knew you'd do something. So I followed you. I followed you out to your girlfriend's house, your friend's house, and even to the alcohol distributor."

I raised a brow at what she was saying. She knew I was depressed and was planning on killing myself?

"When I saw you walk out with those cases of liquor and rum, I very well could have gotten out of my car and told you to stop. In fact, I should have tried to do that. I should have tried to save you from this mess. But I figured you were tuned out from your surronding and didn't want any part of talking to me. Especially after the last tutoring session we had, I felt like you didn't want me in your life."

I want you in my life, but I can't get a read on you. I don't want to screw things up with Melyssa, but I don't want to forget about you either.

"So when you pulled up to your friend's apartment, I just sat there and waited. I had a feeling you were going to drink till you passed out, but I didn't want to step in and piss you off. I looked through the one window and saw you screaming at yourself in the mirror. That's when I knew I had to do something. I ran upstairs and as soon as I made it up there, you were laying on the floor. Immediately, I called 911 cause I could tell this wasn't just a regular 'I passed out at a party' type incident."

A smile creeped across my face, cause I knew without her, I'd be laying in a casket right now.

"The local news is going crazy, everyone's wondering where you're at, and your coach already suspended you for next week's game. And on top of that, the medics have you placed on suicide watch, so I have no clue when you'll get out of here."

Great, probably strike two. Maybe Rodney has a heart.

"Anyways, I'm leaving. I just to make sure you're alright and tell you who saved your life."

As she got up to leave, I used a lot of my strength to reach my arm out - signaling I had something to say.

"Wait."

She turned around, surprised I had enough energy to talk.

"Don't spend too much energy, you need your sleep."

"Thank you Britt...for everything."

She walked back and gripped my hand, looking me right in the eyes.

"You're welcome. If you ever need someone, I'm here. Now get some rest."

She let go of my hand and slowly made her way out the door. Some Red Jumpsuit Apparatus started playing on the radio, as I was trying to keep my eyes open.

"...I will never let you fall. I'll stand up with you forever. I'll be there for you through it all. Even if saving you sends me to heaven..."

As I started drifting into a calming sleep, I thought to myself, "maybe Britt is my guardian angel."

[DoubleDeuce]

Britt has a heart under those honkers

[goDawgs1433]

Somebody needs to make a soundtrack to Ethan Woy's life, for real.

Last year we made a soundtrack of all the music our douchey strength and conditioning coach plays in the weight room and tried to auction it off at school. Nobody bid on it.

[Woy]

Excuse me, uhm, WTF?

You don't put out enough.

[Argath]

Excuse me, uhm, WTF?

you highschool virgins are nothing compared to my college experience. I've done things that would make your mother cringe.

[Lumpkin]

Good thing Ethan's guardin "cough" stalker "cough" angel was around following and watching his every move. Nice update

[packersfan4eva]

i don't know what the hell u are doing with ethan, but im not liking it. he's gonna get melyssa to dump him, and he's gonna kill himself

[Woy]

i don't know what the hell u are doing with ethan, but im not liking it. he's gonna get melyssa to dump him, and he's gonna kill himself

Believe me, I know what I'm doing with myself (my character). You'll have to just sit back, and enjoy the ride. Right now all my storyline ideas are flowing perfectly.

I'm going to start working on another update soon.

[G-men]

heres your comment pussyfuck

[Woy]

Out of the Hospital, but Not the Doghouse

Day by day, I started to regain my strength. I could talk without pain, walk, and eventually start running and catching again. In my next to last day in the hospital, Coach Marrone made a visit. If you could picture a facial expression mixed between disgust and relief, then you'd know how Coach's face looked like when he walked into the room.

"First of all..."

Is he going to bitch me out or be thankful I'm alive first?

"...what the hell were you thinking boy?"

Looks like I'm going to get bitched out first, then.

"Coach..."

"No, let me speak! Not going back to your own dorm, mixing alcohol and pills, you're lucky to be alive right now!"

I nodded, cause I didn't want to piss him off more by speaking.

"And you're damn lucky I didn't kick you off the team! And believe me, I thought of it..."

Kicking me off the team?

"...but Mike got hurt yesterday, and he's out for the rest of the season. Sucks for him, since this is his final season, but life goes on."

Damn, now I'm going to be even more of a focal point on opposing defense's radars.

"And you're lucky that I can cover up scandals well. All the press knows is that you've been suspended this week due to conduct determential to the team. They have no clue that you've been placed on suicide watch."

Whew, that's a relief.

"Anyways, to get back on a lighter note...I'm glad you're okay. How are you feeling?"

"Pretty good Coach. I'm in good shape and ready to get on the football field again. That is, if these damn doctors would get me out of this joint."

"I'll talk to them. Doesn't look like you're having any suicidal thoughts, otherwise I'd probably see a knife in your hand right now, haha. You seem to be in good conscience..."

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"You mean, you're related to..."

...

"No way, you're..."

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I started to space out a little, which startled Coach.

"You are alright, right Ethan?"

"What? Oh yeah Coach, completely fine."

Suddenly the door busted open, and a doctor walked in.

"Mr. Woy?"

"Yes doc?"

"Great news. You've been deemed fine to leave the facility. We believe you're not a hazard to damage your health - just stay off the alcohol and make sure you call in once a week to tell us if there's any problems."

"Thank you doc, I appreciate it."

"No problem. Now kick ass and get us to a bowl game."

Coach and I both smiled. Even though I wouldn't be able to play against Akron, I was finally happy to get out of that joint. Now it was time to see where I stand with the operation, find out more about Britt, and figure out what all these visions I'm seeing mean...

[DoubleDeuce]

Epix. Simply epix.

But I'm completely lost. I have no idea where you're going with this. But all I know is I'm going to direct a movie about it.