06-05-2022, 06:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-20-2022, 09:55 AM by allbetsonjames. Edited 2 times in total.)
It was a strange first couple of days for Oexius as he transitioned from a free agent over to the London Royals. Ofcourse, he was delighted to find out that a team was interested in his abilities. Perhaps that article he wr- that Nosaj Reporterson wrote really had an impact! However, his new GM, Seb, had a strange way about him. Jason couldn’t tell if he was really chill dude or just an insane sexual predator. Seb often spoke in a way that could be considered normal, but at the same time could also be misconstrued as something entirely different. Jason still remembers his very first day as if it was just a few days ago, because it literally was.
“Show me your D” Seb said.
“Wha- what? You want me to show you my D?” Jason responded
“Yes, C’mon, show me your D!”
“I don’t think I want to do that Seb”
“Damnit Oex! Show me your D! I'm not going to ask again! Show me that D or you are off the team.”
Reluctantly, Jason dropped his pants and showed Seb his D with great shame and rosy red cheeks.
“Oh my god man! What are you doing? I meant your defense, this is a football team for gods sake!” Seb exclaimed “now just hold on a minute. Where the hell is your penis dude?”
Embarrassed and without hesitation, Jason pulled up his khaki trousers. Seb was right, it was too small to see. They both agreed to never speak of it again, as long as Jason just showed Seb some defense, and that ended Jason Oexius’ very first day as a London Royal.
The next day Jason managed to sum up the courage to get on the practice field, with the help of the conversation he had with his therapist the night before, no doubt.
Her words echoed in Jason's mind all morning, “have courage Jason, be brave. Put in the work and make the big bucks. Size does NOT matter.”
So that's exactly what he did. He got on that practice field and worked his little tushy off until he could hardly move. With the help of one of his captains, Twenty6, Jason managed to improve his speed over the course of the next few days. His training regime included 80’s work out dances and shrimp and chicken meal preps that he sometimes had to give up to the locker room bully, the janitor. His routine also included suicides that went from endzone to endzone instead of sideline to sideline. Jason must have done atleast 250 of them but that hard work all paid off in the end. His calf size grew 9 times that day and Christmas was saved! Besides that random fact, however, Jason was also able to stand up to.. The Janitor. It was like a boss fight out of Dark Souls and, just like the game itself, the protagonist came out on top. That's right! Jason won the day by finishing him off with a roundhouse kick straight through the wall of the locker room. It was the icing on the cake for a good start to Jason's DSFL career.
He can’t wait to see what the future holds in store
“Show me your D” Seb said.
“Wha- what? You want me to show you my D?” Jason responded
“Yes, C’mon, show me your D!”
“I don’t think I want to do that Seb”
“Damnit Oex! Show me your D! I'm not going to ask again! Show me that D or you are off the team.”
Reluctantly, Jason dropped his pants and showed Seb his D with great shame and rosy red cheeks.
“Oh my god man! What are you doing? I meant your defense, this is a football team for gods sake!” Seb exclaimed “now just hold on a minute. Where the hell is your penis dude?”
Embarrassed and without hesitation, Jason pulled up his khaki trousers. Seb was right, it was too small to see. They both agreed to never speak of it again, as long as Jason just showed Seb some defense, and that ended Jason Oexius’ very first day as a London Royal.
The next day Jason managed to sum up the courage to get on the practice field, with the help of the conversation he had with his therapist the night before, no doubt.
Her words echoed in Jason's mind all morning, “have courage Jason, be brave. Put in the work and make the big bucks. Size does NOT matter.”
So that's exactly what he did. He got on that practice field and worked his little tushy off until he could hardly move. With the help of one of his captains, Twenty6, Jason managed to improve his speed over the course of the next few days. His training regime included 80’s work out dances and shrimp and chicken meal preps that he sometimes had to give up to the locker room bully, the janitor. His routine also included suicides that went from endzone to endzone instead of sideline to sideline. Jason must have done atleast 250 of them but that hard work all paid off in the end. His calf size grew 9 times that day and Christmas was saved! Besides that random fact, however, Jason was also able to stand up to.. The Janitor. It was like a boss fight out of Dark Souls and, just like the game itself, the protagonist came out on top. That's right! Jason won the day by finishing him off with a roundhouse kick straight through the wall of the locker room. It was the icing on the cake for a good start to Jason's DSFL career.
He can’t wait to see what the future holds in store