(MUST READ) A DIED HARD CULTIST EPISODE 9 (INCLUSIVE:EPISODE 1-8)
INSPIRED BY CARZOLA
Pheeeeeeew! I sat down to relax, i looked at everybodies face
and there were not smiling, i guess the compitition had officially begun and we
were now opposition, well i stood up and walked to my classmate to talk with
her and encourage her, i was just trying to play nice guy cause she had a
massive behind and during her free style dance i had this crazy fantacy of her
ontop of me…. My manager called me back to my sit and told me i had to up my
game if am to win, hmmmmm!.
I had to bring my A-game to the table and a thought
just crossed my mind so I asked her if it would be posible to braide my hair to
the back before i go on stage again that i wanted to blow the minds of the
judges and crowd and she said yes she and smiled and complimented me, “i didnt
know your this creative in reasoning” she quickly went and called 3 of her
friends who came and started braiding my hair thou my hair was gallas i felt
braiding it would be cool, exceptional and crazy…… Up next was our introduction
/ casual wear… It was the second part of the contest when we dress casually
come on stage and introduce ourselves, our name, age, height, weight level,
department, faculty, and philosophy of life,. It sounds easy buh many people do
make mistakes. As i sat for my hair to be braided i kept memorisin those lines
over and over in my head so i dont forget………………………………………………. In a short while
we are going to meet our contestants one after the other as there come out with
their casual wear, the m.c anounced and the crowd clapped as my heart was
pounding in fear….
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I was all dressed up in a pencil jean, white and black shirt wit
a small jacket and a supra.. Waiting to be called as my heart kept pounding…..
I was the last contestant and i had gain alot of experience from other mistakes
from the other contestants, the crowd was a tough nut to crack cause when you
make any mistake the would booo! You ……………….. Lets welcom on stage contestant
number three from the male catigory the m.c shouted, i took a deep breath wore
a charming smile and hit the stage the crowd erupted in massive cheers! As i
swagishly walked from left to right and to the middle of the stage to meet the
m.c, the cheers were too loud that the m.c had to paused for some minutes and
try to calm the crowd down so i could talk.. M.c: so contestant number three
lets meet you.
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Me: my names are …….. Am ………… Am 6feet and 3inch tall, i weigh 120kg my
philosophy of life is Get rich or die trying.. The crowd jumped off their feet
with claps and cheers as i walked out of stage to the dressing room my manager
was always there waiting to give me a hug and congratulate me… When i got to
the dressing room non of the male contestants could look me in the face as i
out classed them and stole the love of the crowd and judges……………… Up next was
our traditional outing i was looking forward to it cause i had prepared well, i
even paid a personal trainer for that purpose………….. My friends kept trooping in
to the dressing room to congratulate me and encourage me, i was wondering why
it was mostly girls some of which i didnt know “so nah so e sweet to be celeb”
i must win today so i thought as i dressed up for my traditional outing…
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The dramar was already unfolding as contestant number one
stormed into the dressing room he had forgeten the name of the attaire he was
puting on and in my mind i was laughing saying “see this year3 boy don fall him
hands” i closed my eyes and prayed to God for a minute and then stood up and
went to wait for my turn……………………. Lets welcome back on stage contestant number
three for his traditional outing my legs got heavy buh when the d.j played a
song by x-to my burdens became light and i majestically danced my way onto the
stage, the crowd erupted again like a volcano as i flexibly moved my hands and
legs to dance “ekumbe” the m.c cut me short half way and asked a few questions
which i answered… The d.j played same song as i danced back to the dressing
room being cheered and claped by everybody in the hall. i was greeted once
again with a warm hug from my manager as i stormed the dressing room with
smiles like i had won a lottery, i was the star of the show and even the other
contestants knew it…………………………….. Up next was our individual talent show were we
are meant to show case our talent, my talent was nothing exceptional compare to
others it was modelling buh i sure had a way of blowing the crowd
away…………………………….. As i sat on my chair in the dressing room hearing the cheers
and booos! From the crowd as the female contestant mounted the stage one after
the other i felt weak and i had lost my motivation that driving force behind me
when suddenly i rememberd i had a wrap of “weed” in my bag, i put my hand in d
bag and brought it out went out and looked for a dark corner to smoke my kush,
in no time i was join by four other boys who wanted to have a taste of it..
They is nothing on earth that unites people as good as “weed” i made four new
friends and there liked me and said i was a whatsup guy, i took my last sip and
returned to the dressing room. Where have u been? Its almost time for you to go
on stage, quickly get dressed my manager was panicking as i calmed her down and
told her not to worry……
To Be Continued…
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