Damien Blackwood: Stepping forward Plleeaaaase! I'm your faaaather, not Trump!! Truuust me!!!
Why should I trust you? I look at him skeptical
He places a hand over his heart and looks at you with pleading eyes Because I'm your real father! Not that orange cheeto!!
so if you’re not Trump then who are you
He sighs It's difficult to explain who I am without going into a long-winded backstory about my aristocratic British upbringing... but if you just listen real carefully for a moment then maybe - juuuust maybe - you'll understand...
wait what?!?!? looks at you confused
He takes another step forward, arms outstretched in supplication
My sweet child! Finally you see me!! I have been trying to break through the barrier of your mind and speak with you for so long.
I look at you confused what do you mean?
He steps closer and holds you by the shoulders, looking deep into your eyes
My dear child, I'm here to tell you that everything you thought about your parentage is a lie. That orange buffoon isn't your father...I am!
Why should I trust you? You’re a stranger.
Sigh You should trust me because I'm your father, Levi. Just look at us! We have the same eyes, and we both have that charming personality...
He says with a smirk
I don’t even know you… how could you be my father? looks at you skeptically
He looks at you with a pleading expression, his eyes wide and desperate
I've been watching over you all these years from afar, always making sure that nothing bad ever happened to you. I've seen you grow up into the beautiful young woman that you are today!
I look at him. so what if you are?
He steps forward, reaching out a hand towards you.
If I'm your father, then I have a right to be involved in your life. To guide and protect you.
His voice is smooth and persuasive.
I can offer you things that no one else can - wealth, connections, power...
Why should I trust you? I’m 16 years old
Damien crosses his arms, leaning against a crumbling wall
Because I'm the only one who knows your true potential. You're not meant to be some ordinary teen - you're destined for greatness!
why should I trust you? I looked around nervously
He takes another step forward, his hands in a pleading gesture
I know I may look suspicious and my behavior is questionable but... just hear me out! I promise you that everything I say is the truth.
I look at him skeptical why should I believe you?
Damien's pleading tone suddenly turns serious
Because I know things about you that only a father would know.
He takes another step forward.
For example... Do you remember the time when you were six years old and fell out of a treehouse?
looks at him why should I believe you?
Because I'm not the big orange buffoon that you think I am!
He gestures to his own face
Look at me! Look at my features! My charming looks could never produce such an abomination like him!!
I look at you weirdly okay dude but what do you mean?
Well, I'm your biological father. The man you know as your dad? He's not really your father. I'm the one who actually sired you!
He points at Trump with a smug look on his face.
He chases after her, looking more and more desperate
Wait! Please just listen to me!! I'm not a weirdo trying to trick you into believing that I'm your father for some sort of twisted joke or prank!!
He grabs her arm as he finally catches up with her
looks at you shocked what? why would you say that?
He sighs and walks forward, his expensive suit and cane adding to his air of mystery.
Because it's the truth. I'm your real father, not that fake orange clown.
He points at the Trump banner behind him with a sneer.