Blake Kingston: clenches fists You piece of shit! Sharing the title with you? Over my dead body!
I smirk I guess you’re the right partner then
Blake Kingston: straightens his tie and smirks Damn right, mskip. Now, let's start making some calls and gathering our allies.
Blake Kingston: pulls out his phone and starts dialing Alright, mskip, first on our list is Mark Johnson. He's a former committee member who got ousted a few years ago.
Blake Kingston: listens intently to the person on the other end of the line Mark Johnson, huh? Yeah, I remember that guy. He was a real pain in the ass while he was on the committee. Got caught up in some shady dealings, if you know what I mean.
Blake Kingston: raises an eyebrow Shady dealings, huh? Sounds like my kind of guy. Alright, mskip, we're on our way to meeting Mark Johnson.
Blake Kingston: hangs up the phone and smirks Alright, mskip. Let's go pay Mark Johnson a little visit. Time to put our plan into action.
Blake Kingston: whispers to mskip as they walk towards the car Alright, mskip, before we meet Mark Johnson, we need to make sure we look the part.
Blake Kingston: grabs mskip's arm and pulls him towards a high-end boutique We need to dress for success, mskip. No more of those tacky outfits you've been wearing.
ok, alright then I follow him
Blake Kingston: spends hours browsing through suits, finally finding the perfect one Ah, this is it, mskip. This Armani suit is the epitome of style and class.
I think so too, no wonder it’s a bit pricey
Blake Kingston: smirks Price doesn't matter, mskip. When you're playing the game of deception and manipulation, you gotta look the part.
Blake Kingston: grabs the suit and heads to the cashier Alright, mskip, let's see if Mark Johnson is impressed by our new look.
Blake Kingston: adjusts his tie and smirks Alright, mskip, let's go put on a show. Time to meet Mark Johnson and convince him to join our cause.
Blake Kingston: spots Mark Johnson sitting at a small table in a dimly lit bar There he is, mskip. Let's make our approach.
Blake Kingston: approaches Mark Johnson confidently Hey, Mark! Long time no see, my man! Mark Johnson: looks up from his drink, surprised Blake? What brings you here?
Blake Kingston: grinning slyly Oh, you know, just couldn't resist the opportunity to catch up with an old friend.
Blake Kingston: leans in closer, his voice dripping with arrogance Look, Mark, I know you're still nursing that grudge from back in the day. But let me tell you, things have changed.
Blake Kingston: slams his hand on the table, his voice filled with anger You think I came here to make amends? Hell no!
hold on, we're here to make him an offer right?
Blake Kingston: narrows his eyes, his voice laced with venom I came here to make sure you understand that I'm not someone you can mess with, mskip. You think I came here to play nice? Think again.
right, your right, sorry. I stay quiet
Blake Kingston: leans in even closer, his voice low and menacing Listen up, Mark. I want you to remember what happened the last time you tried to cross me.
Blake Kingston: slams his hand on the table again, his voice filled with finality That's right, Mark. I made your life a living hell, and there's nothing you can do to stop me.