Post by Averie Stardust on Nov 27, 2020 22:25:27 GMT
As announced, Averie Stardust finds herself in the food court, much unlike the swathes of teens working the small bodega sized restaurants, Averie wore a huge smile on her face. Dressed in a pair of denim overalls and a cow print shirt, her blue hair is tucked up inside a ball cap that matches in print; with huge cow ears hanging from the cap.
”Hey guys!!”
Averie waves wildly at the camera and almost spills the tray she’s holding in her other hand. Small shot-glass sized samples of brown liquid splash about for a second before she steadies her hand. Printed in thick blue letters across each mini sample and on the tray itself are the words - oh WOW Brown Cow! . As Averie offers out her samples she regards them.
”Ya know, wrestlers are kinda like Milkshakes. Okay don’t laugh, this makes sense I swear! We all start out as basically the same, right? We have the same building blocks, the same base that we build up from. Just like all milkshakes start with Milk.
And it’s not so much about the milk itself, I mean sure, that’s a really important part of the shake, but it’s in Every shake, the milk is never gonna be what makes one milkshake stand out from another.
The same can be said about wrestlers, sure the basics are really important. Without them you’re not really a wrestler at all but… nobody becomes a breakout star with the basics, it’s all about what we add. Our own personal flavor, that makes us someone’s favorite, or not.”
Averie continues to hand out samples with a huge smile on her face, most people just take the sample without a glance but those that do notice, aren’t quick to smile back as she looks more than a little odd in her ever-favored cow garb with a too bright and way too happy smile on her face.
”And some people like to add really strong flavors to their milk. Something pungent that like… kicks are the back of your throat and clings there, the kinda flavor you just can’t seem to shake. And hey, that’s cool and all; but that really just isn’t all that, me you know? I don’t wanna be the flavor that smacks you in the face with its taste and flair, I’m not a show-off kinda girl. Me?
I’m a chocolate milk kinda girl!”
A quick incline of her head in the direction of the samples and another deep set smile follow her declaration of flavor.
”Not too far a stray from where it started, but just enough added to really be ME. In the ring, sure a lot of the time I stick to my building blocks, but I like to throw a little something sweet in there too… and sure, so far? I haven’t had the results I was hoping for but, I haven’t been doing this long. And by not long I mean those are the ONLY matches I’ve had so, 0 for 2 isnt where I wanted to be. But the experience has been great and I’ve learned where my chocolate needs adjusting so it hits juuuust right.
My opponent this time? Zeke Davis, seems pretty hungry. In fact I’ll bet he’s gonna be here in the food court just gnashing his teeth and chomping at the bit, ready, willing and able to do WHATEVER it takes to satiate that hunger. That’s how I know this is gonna be my toughest match yet! Zeke is smart and quick and way more experienced than I am. So, do I just tuck my tail between my legs and accept a foregone conclusion?
HECK NO!”
Averie shakes her head, stomping a foot down with exaggerated excitement; which in turns sends all of the little shot glass sized samples left on the tray toppling over and spilling everywhere.
”OOPS!”
She lets out a light laugh before placing the tray down and shaking her arm, accidentally splattering the nearby area with oh WOW! Milkshake droplets from her arm.
”What I’m gonna do is March on down to that ring and summon every last morsel of flavor I’ve got and make sure I KICK SOME BUTT! And just like always, I’ll be sure to learn something and maybe, just maybe, Zeke can learn a little something about being sweet too!”
With that she turns and starts grabbing up napkins to clean up the mess she just made.
”Hey guys!!”
Averie waves wildly at the camera and almost spills the tray she’s holding in her other hand. Small shot-glass sized samples of brown liquid splash about for a second before she steadies her hand. Printed in thick blue letters across each mini sample and on the tray itself are the words - oh WOW Brown Cow! . As Averie offers out her samples she regards them.
”Ya know, wrestlers are kinda like Milkshakes. Okay don’t laugh, this makes sense I swear! We all start out as basically the same, right? We have the same building blocks, the same base that we build up from. Just like all milkshakes start with Milk.
And it’s not so much about the milk itself, I mean sure, that’s a really important part of the shake, but it’s in Every shake, the milk is never gonna be what makes one milkshake stand out from another.
The same can be said about wrestlers, sure the basics are really important. Without them you’re not really a wrestler at all but… nobody becomes a breakout star with the basics, it’s all about what we add. Our own personal flavor, that makes us someone’s favorite, or not.”
Averie continues to hand out samples with a huge smile on her face, most people just take the sample without a glance but those that do notice, aren’t quick to smile back as she looks more than a little odd in her ever-favored cow garb with a too bright and way too happy smile on her face.
”And some people like to add really strong flavors to their milk. Something pungent that like… kicks are the back of your throat and clings there, the kinda flavor you just can’t seem to shake. And hey, that’s cool and all; but that really just isn’t all that, me you know? I don’t wanna be the flavor that smacks you in the face with its taste and flair, I’m not a show-off kinda girl. Me?
I’m a chocolate milk kinda girl!”
A quick incline of her head in the direction of the samples and another deep set smile follow her declaration of flavor.
”Not too far a stray from where it started, but just enough added to really be ME. In the ring, sure a lot of the time I stick to my building blocks, but I like to throw a little something sweet in there too… and sure, so far? I haven’t had the results I was hoping for but, I haven’t been doing this long. And by not long I mean those are the ONLY matches I’ve had so, 0 for 2 isnt where I wanted to be. But the experience has been great and I’ve learned where my chocolate needs adjusting so it hits juuuust right.
My opponent this time? Zeke Davis, seems pretty hungry. In fact I’ll bet he’s gonna be here in the food court just gnashing his teeth and chomping at the bit, ready, willing and able to do WHATEVER it takes to satiate that hunger. That’s how I know this is gonna be my toughest match yet! Zeke is smart and quick and way more experienced than I am. So, do I just tuck my tail between my legs and accept a foregone conclusion?
HECK NO!”
Averie shakes her head, stomping a foot down with exaggerated excitement; which in turns sends all of the little shot glass sized samples left on the tray toppling over and spilling everywhere.
”OOPS!”
She lets out a light laugh before placing the tray down and shaking her arm, accidentally splattering the nearby area with oh WOW! Milkshake droplets from her arm.
”What I’m gonna do is March on down to that ring and summon every last morsel of flavor I’ve got and make sure I KICK SOME BUTT! And just like always, I’ll be sure to learn something and maybe, just maybe, Zeke can learn a little something about being sweet too!”
With that she turns and starts grabbing up napkins to clean up the mess she just made.