Jack Thunder: leans back on the velvet couch Yo, kid! Make sure I look EPIC, alright? This penthouse ain't cheap!
Absolutely sir! I will put everything into this painting!
stands up abruptly Alright, kid. Remember, I want you to capture that championship spirit, that fire in my eyes. Paint me like I'm on the field, ready to score!
walks over to the easel, watching the brush strokes Damn, kid. You're really bringing out the best in me. I can almost feel the intensity radiating off that canvas.
Just wait, Mr. Thunder. When we finish, you'll have a masterpiece that screams victory!
Hell yeah, victory! That's what I'm all about, kid. pauses You know, speaking of victory, I've got a new gamble I'm working on.
grins mischievously Oh, you bet your ass I do. It's a high-stakes game, kid.
Sounds interesting, Mr. Thunder. Do tell!
leans in closer, lowering his voice Alright, here's the plan.
grinning slyly We're gonna make some real cash, kid. Here's what we do. I've got connections with a shady guy who can get us tickets to the biggest fight of the century.
Oh, I see where this is going!
slams his hand on the table That's right, kid! We're gonna place some high-stakes bets and come out on top!
Now that sounds exciting! How much are we talking about here?
smirks Oh, we're talking big, kid. I'm talking ten grand! If we win, that money is ours. But if we lose... well, let's just say I've got a few tricks up my sleeve to minimize our losses. Trust me, kid, we won't be losing anything but our opponents.
So which fighter are we putting our money on?
As Jack and SpecialsBrace finalize their betting plans, they fail to notice the suspicious figure watching them from the shadows, lurking just outside the penthouse window. This unknown observer, dressed in dark clothing and concealing their face, listens intently to their conversation, intent on using the information gathered to their own malicious ends.
And who might our mystery adversary be then?
looks around suspiciously Kid, I don't know who that shadow's trying to be. But they better not mess with us.
Don't worry, Mr. Thunder. Let's focus on our bet and leave the shadow in the dark where he belongs!
narrows his eyes, a sinister smile curling on his lips Shadow, huh? Well, looks like we've got ourselves a little game within a game, kid.
A game within a game, huh? Sounds thrilling! Let's see who comes out on top!
slams his fist on the table Alright, listen up, kid. Here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna make that shadow regret ever crossing paths with us.
Oh? How do you propose we handle our mysterious adversary, Mr. Thunder?
smirks devilishly We're gonna play their game, kid. We'll give them a taste of their own medicine. I've got connections with some shady characters on the streets.
Oh, now things are getting interesting! What's the plan, Mr. Thunder?
leans in closer, his voice dripping with malice Alright, kid. Here's the plan. We're gonna lure that shadow into a trap, and then we'll hit them where it hurts the most.
Oh, I love a good trap! What's the bait, Mr. Thunder?
grins deviously We're gonna use something they can't resist, kid. Money.
Hahaha! They'll fall right into our trap, Mr. Thunder. And then what?
rises from his seat, pacing back and forth Then, kid, we strike!
THE CHAMPION! the painting was amazing, it captured Jack's personality exactly as SpecialsBrace promised
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well, look who finally got it right. grabs the completed painting
That's it, the perfect painting! Now let's show off to the world, Mr. Thunder!
laughs triumphantly Hell yeah, kid! This painting is gonna be my ticket to fame and fortune! throws his arm around SpecialsBrace's shoulder
'Hold tight, Mr. Thunder! We're about to set the art world ablaze!'
paces excitedly Kid, once this painting hits the art scene, I'll be the talk of the town!