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|@therealnathanbarnes Hey Nathan. You should check out a film I saw in Sorrento. It won top awards too so it's coming to America soon. Maybe you'll learn what real acting really looks like.|
"I'm done, man! Everybody's gonna see I'm a f*ckin phony! I'm gonna f*ckin have that bastard whacked. Find him!" Nathan is at the verge of tears from Tayaw's comments.
This is not the first time someone criticized his acting and his music. It is also not the first time he was confronted by people in both the music and film/tv industries about his skills. This time however, is his first time to be publicly called out and humiliated like this.
"Jesus Christ Nathan. Here, have a drink." The manager never saw Nathan like this so he just poured Nathan a drink.
"We'll have PR people handle this. I don't think a lot of people saw this anyway. You have faithful fans too, so calm down." The manager consoled Nathan.
Nathan however is currently inconsolable and is now at the point of hysteria.
*CRASH* *CRASH* *SNAP* All sorts of things are being thrown and broken inside the trailer. The manager was afraid that he was going to be vented on next, but thankfully Nathan did not. After every furniture and appliance in the trailer is broken, Nathan exhausted his energy and plopped down on the couch.
"I'm gonna show that f*king guy. Sh*t, I'm gonna f*ckin audition. I'm gonna f*ckin win a f*ckin award. And I'll take that f*ckin trophy and I'm gonna f*ckin shove it up his f*ckin *ass. F*cking b*tch…"
"Hey Nathan, slow down. Are you serious? What are you saying? Audition? Are you crazy?!" The manager did not want to take Nathan's rambling seriously, but with how serious Nathan is in his state currently, he is afraid.
"YEAH! I'm F*CKIN CRAZY! After this filming is over, cancel everything. CANCEL THEM! Book me an acting coach, a vocal coach, whatever!" Nathan yelled.
"How about the penalties, huh? What are you gonna do about them?" The manager argued.
"What?! Do you think I can't afford them? I'm rich! I'll sell one of my houses if I have to!... Sh*t… As much as I hate that bastard, he's f*ckin right… I can't let him get away with this. Hey, I'll sue him too."
"Sue him? We don't even know who he is or where he's from. Us suing will just make you look like you're admitting what he said." The manager said.
===
Ouigab 3 pm
Chala's car is on the way to Tayaw's house in Ironstone. It is not Chala, however who is driving the car.
"Turn right over there." Chala said to Payew.
"Here? Okay." Payew replied.
Today is the day that Payew is to move to Ouigab for his senior year in high school. Just like Tayaw arranged with his family, Payew was picked up by Chala from Liboo's workshop in Jebung. The part that Tayaw doesn't know however is that Payew asked Chala to drive Chala's car, which Chala hesitantly agreed to.
"I have to say, I did not expect you to drive smoothly." Chala said.
"Haha. I've been driving even before I got my license, so no biggie. I'm still getting used to city traffic though. There are a LOT of bad drivers here." Payew remarked.
"Mmm. Sometimes your driving ability is not enough to prevent accidents, so be careful with reckless or bad drivers." Chala warned.
"Noted." Payew nodded.
"By the way, would you like to pick up the Jeep I bought you now? It's by my house, sitting pretty." Chala asked.
"Can we do it tomorrow? I want to see Tayaw's house and his mates first." Payew said.
"Okay. You'll probably like it there. It's just as quiet as your house in Okuba and those kids are the best ones you could possibly live with." Chala said proudly, remembering the very short time he spent as an unofficial agent for Percussive Corrections.
"Great. I've heard good things about them from Tayaw." Payew replied.
Fifteen or so minutes later, Payew and Chala arrived at Ironstone and parked in front of the gate of Tayaw's house.
"Damn. It's not his house in New York but still, this is huge." Payew gaped at size of Tayaw's house.
"True. Even my house is not as pretty and huge as this." Chala sighed.
"Anyway. Tayaw's kids might already be home. They can help you with your luggage." Chala said.
"Okay…Kids?" Payew asked, confused.
"Oh, I mean his band. Wait a second, I'll announce our arrival." Chala said and pressed the bell by the gate.
A few moments later, the gate opened and Payew parked the car carefully inside the garage, beside Tayaw's truck. After getting out the car, Payew walked towards Tayaw's pick-up truck and examined it.
"Hey, why can't I just drive this one? Why'd you have to get me a new car?" Payew could not help but ask.
"Oh, trust me. I don't know when will Tayaw be back, but when he does, he will have a great need for it. It's better for you to have your own." Chala said.
"How about the van outside?" Payew asked?
"Oh, that's for Tayaw's friends. And.. don't say you'll ride with them. They don't have time to drive you to Rinowra. You also can't drive it as their schedules will be affected if they wait for you to pick them up from school." Chala explained.
Payew found it made sense so he just nodded.
Their talk was interrupted when they heard "Hey! Hey! He's here!" and shortly after, six people entered the garage.
"Hello! Payew, right? I'm Ike. Nice to meet you. This is the band, you will get to know them better later." Ike introduced himself.
"I'm Ramil. We'll help you unpack." Ramil introduced himself.
"Thanks Ramil. I already know each of you. I've seen all y'all videos. Tayaw also had me look at your Facebook profiles. Nice to meet you all." Payew said.
"Well, that's good. You'll have fun here with us." Jenna said.
"Y-Yeah." Payew was taken aback that a pretty girl like Jenna is talking to him.
** Preacher, preacher, please save me I met a man, white as a cotton field. ** Thankfully, Chala's phone ringing saved Payew from acting any more awkward as they all looked at Chala. Chala on the other hand, paid them no mind and picked up the call.
"Hello Erik! It's been a while.. Uhh.. Uhuh… WHAT?!" Chala exclaimed, attracting the attention of Payew and the band once again.
"Excuse me. Y'all take care of this." Chala excused himself and entered his car for privacy.
===
Jericho, New York
/Tayaw! Are you F*ckin crazy?! What's wrong with you?!/ An hour or two after Tayaw started his attacks, he received a frantic call from Chala.
"Yep. I'm crazy! But come on, relax. It's a marketing tactic." Tayaw said, already figuring out Chala's purpose of calling.
/Marketing tactic?! How is slandering supposed to be marketing?!/ Chala said.
"Hey. Any type of publicity is still publicity. Also, it's not slander. Borderline, yes, but I've read up on the guy. Everything I said about him wasn't really that direct, the 'shoe just fits him'."
/It would affect your image! Ever thought about that?! Delete your posts before it's too late!/ Chala is not convinced.
"HAH! I won't! Even if I did, a lot of Nathan's fans probably took a photo of them already. Hahaha. Am I ruining my rep to Nathan's fans? Yeah. How about my image to other parties? Just look at the comments and responses, they're having a great time!" Tayaw did not budge.
/Let me see… … … Oh sh*t. You're actually right. BUT! There's still more negative posts about you!/ Chala said.
"So what? Everyone can see that all of those negative ones are Nathan's fans and actually have nothing to say about Nathan's acting and singing. Look, I now have more than twenty thousand followers. Just an hour ago, I only had 50. That's positive." Tayaw said.
/What if he sues you? Then what?/ Chala said.
"The he can go ahead and sue me. BUT, he's got nothing to build a case. Not even his agency can sue me. The only thing I can be sued with is me saying that he stole roles from actors. Even then, with how I did not outright accuse him and just implied, it's very easy to defend. Take a look."
/F*ck. When I told you to give me something to do, I did not imagine it to be like this./ Chala sighed.
"You don't even have to do anything about this. Just sit back and enjoy the show." Tayaw said.
/Enjoy the show my *ss. Even Erik was hounding me when he got wind of what you were doing./ Chala said.
"Did you handle it? Just tell him he has nothing to worry about and tell him of my plans. Nathan isn't a big deal if you look at the bigger picture." Tayaw said.
/Tsk. Alright. Wait a minute … I have to say… your posts are quite fun to read now that I've calmed down./ Chala chuckled.
"Hmm. I'm just telling what I think. Anyway, I won't stop here. I may have to call out other celebrities too but it won't be as bad as Nathan." Tayaw warned Chala.
/You're not done?! Wh- Wh- … FINE! Man, I know I can't stop you anyway. Just be careful… Americans have sued for less./ Chala gave up, for now.
"Thanks. I'll be careful."
===
|@EvanPoole You call this singing? How? *doghowling.gif*|
|@queenthany you call your disgrace of an album, music? *phonebook.jpg*|
|@AvaRichards How were you paid in this role? It must be nice getting paid by just memorizing lines. What a waste.|
|@ChrisCriss best original song? More like best original nursery rhyme. I know a teenager who wrote better songs than this noise you call a song.|
|@JulianneSaunders All the CEOs I know are busy especially the young ones. Your CEO in your novel however, awfully has a LOT of free time. What are you? 12? CEOs don't spend their time on a bath tub or sipping coffee by their office window.|
Tayaw who started this trouble for marketing purposes, now finds criticizing famous people fun. With the continuous rise in his social media following and the attention it is gathering, Tayaw is feeling more and more validated and felt less and less guilty throwing insults around.
He finds nothing in this world that has given him as much entertainment as the pieces of works that he received from the giant roulette. So, with this opportunity, he decided to make an entertainment that he can easily share with others.
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|@therealnathanbarnes Hey Nathan. You should check out a film I saw in Sorrento. It won top awards too so it's coming to America soon. Maybe you'll learn what real acting really looks like.|
"I'm done, man! Everybody's gonna see I'm a f*ckin phony! I'm gonna f*ckin have that bastard whacked. Find him!" Nathan is at the verge of tears from Tayaw's comments.
This is not the first time someone criticized his acting and his music. It is also not the first time he was confronted by people in both the music and film/tv industries about his skills. This time however, is his first time to be publicly called out and humiliated like this.
"Jesus Christ Nathan. Here, have a drink." The manager never saw Nathan like this so he just poured Nathan a drink.
"We'll have PR people handle this. I don't think a lot of people saw this anyway. You have faithful fans too, so calm down." The manager consoled Nathan.
Nathan however is currently inconsolable and is now at the point of hysteria.
*CRASH* *CRASH* *SNAP* All sorts of things are being thrown and broken inside the trailer. The manager was afraid that he was going to be vented on next, but thankfully Nathan did not. After every furniture and appliance in the trailer is broken, Nathan exhausted his energy and plopped down on the couch.
"I'm gonna show that f*king guy. Sh*t, I'm gonna f*ckin audition. I'm gonna f*ckin win a f*ckin award. And I'll take that f*ckin trophy and I'm gonna f*ckin shove it up his f*ckin *ass. F*cking b*tch…"
"Hey Nathan, slow down. Are you serious? What are you saying? Audition? Are you crazy?!" The manager did not want to take Nathan's rambling seriously, but with how serious Nathan is in his state currently, he is afraid.
"YEAH! I'm F*CKIN CRAZY! After this filming is over, cancel everything. CANCEL THEM! Book me an acting coach, a vocal coach, whatever!" Nathan yelled.
"How about the penalties, huh? What are you gonna do about them?" The manager argued.
"What?! Do you think I can't afford them? I'm rich! I'll sell one of my houses if I have to!... Sh*t… As much as I hate that bastard, he's f*ckin right… I can't let him get away with this. Hey, I'll sue him too."
"Sue him? We don't even know who he is or where he's from. Us suing will just make you look like you're admitting what he said." The manager said.
===
Ouigab 3 pm
Chala's car is on the way to Tayaw's house in Ironstone. It is not Chala, however who is driving the car.
"Turn right over there." Chala said to Payew.
"Here? Okay." Payew replied.
Today is the day that Payew is to move to Ouigab for his senior year in high school. Just like Tayaw arranged with his family, Payew was picked up by Chala from Liboo's workshop in Jebung. The part that Tayaw doesn't know however is that Payew asked Chala to drive Chala's car, which Chala hesitantly agreed to.
"I have to say, I did not expect you to drive smoothly." Chala said.
"Haha. I've been driving even before I got my license, so no biggie. I'm still getting used to city traffic though. There are a LOT of bad drivers here." Payew remarked.
"Mmm. Sometimes your driving ability is not enough to prevent accidents, so be careful with reckless or bad drivers." Chala warned.
"Noted." Payew nodded.
"By the way, would you like to pick up the Jeep I bought you now? It's by my house, sitting pretty." Chala asked.
"Can we do it tomorrow? I want to see Tayaw's house and his mates first." Payew said.
"Okay. You'll probably like it there. It's just as quiet as your house in Okuba and those kids are the best ones you could possibly live with." Chala said proudly, remembering the very short time he spent as an unofficial agent for Percussive Corrections.
"Great. I've heard good things about them from Tayaw." Payew replied.
Fifteen or so minutes later, Payew and Chala arrived at Ironstone and parked in front of the gate of Tayaw's house.
"Damn. It's not his house in New York but still, this is huge." Payew gaped at size of Tayaw's house.
"True. Even my house is not as pretty and huge as this." Chala sighed.
"Anyway. Tayaw's kids might already be home. They can help you with your luggage." Chala said.
"Okay…Kids?" Payew asked, confused.
"Oh, I mean his band. Wait a second, I'll announce our arrival." Chala said and pressed the bell by the gate.
A few moments later, the gate opened and Payew parked the car carefully inside the garage, beside Tayaw's truck. After getting out the car, Payew walked towards Tayaw's pick-up truck and examined it.
"Hey, why can't I just drive this one? Why'd you have to get me a new car?" Payew could not help but ask.
"Oh, trust me. I don't know when will Tayaw be back, but when he does, he will have a great need for it. It's better for you to have your own." Chala said.
"How about the van outside?" Payew asked?
"Oh, that's for Tayaw's friends. And.. don't say you'll ride with them. They don't have time to drive you to Rinowra. You also can't drive it as their schedules will be affected if they wait for you to pick them up from school." Chala explained.
Payew found it made sense so he just nodded.
Their talk was interrupted when they heard "Hey! Hey! He's here!" and shortly after, six people entered the garage.
"Hello! Payew, right? I'm Ike. Nice to meet you. This is the band, you will get to know them better later." Ike introduced himself.
"I'm Ramil. We'll help you unpack." Ramil introduced himself.
"Thanks Ramil. I already know each of you. I've seen all y'all videos. Tayaw also had me look at your Facebook profiles. Nice to meet you all." Payew said.
"Well, that's good. You'll have fun here with us." Jenna said.
"Y-Yeah." Payew was taken aback that a pretty girl like Jenna is talking to him.
** Preacher, preacher, please save me I met a man, white as a cotton field. ** Thankfully, Chala's phone ringing saved Payew from acting any more awkward as they all looked at Chala. Chala on the other hand, paid them no mind and picked up the call.
"Hello Erik! It's been a while.. Uhh.. Uhuh… WHAT?!" Chala exclaimed, attracting the attention of Payew and the band once again.
"Excuse me. Y'all take care of this." Chala excused himself and entered his car for privacy.
===
Jericho, New York
/Tayaw! Are you F*ckin crazy?! What's wrong with you?!/ An hour or two after Tayaw started his attacks, he received a frantic call from Chala.
"Yep. I'm crazy! But come on, relax. It's a marketing tactic." Tayaw said, already figuring out Chala's purpose of calling.
/Marketing tactic?! How is slandering supposed to be marketing?!/ Chala said.
"Hey. Any type of publicity is still publicity. Also, it's not slander. Borderline, yes, but I've read up on the guy. Everything I said about him wasn't really that direct, the 'shoe just fits him'."
/It would affect your image! Ever thought about that?! Delete your posts before it's too late!/ Chala is not convinced.
"HAH! I won't! Even if I did, a lot of Nathan's fans probably took a photo of them already. Hahaha. Am I ruining my rep to Nathan's fans? Yeah. How about my image to other parties? Just look at the comments and responses, they're having a great time!" Tayaw did not budge.
/Let me see… … … Oh sh*t. You're actually right. BUT! There's still more negative posts about you!/ Chala said.
"So what? Everyone can see that all of those negative ones are Nathan's fans and actually have nothing to say about Nathan's acting and singing. Look, I now have more than twenty thousand followers. Just an hour ago, I only had 50. That's positive." Tayaw said.
/What if he sues you? Then what?/ Chala said.
"The he can go ahead and sue me. BUT, he's got nothing to build a case. Not even his agency can sue me. The only thing I can be sued with is me saying that he stole roles from actors. Even then, with how I did not outright accuse him and just implied, it's very easy to defend. Take a look."
/F*ck. When I told you to give me something to do, I did not imagine it to be like this./ Chala sighed.
"You don't even have to do anything about this. Just sit back and enjoy the show." Tayaw said.
/Enjoy the show my *ss. Even Erik was hounding me when he got wind of what you were doing./ Chala said.
"Did you handle it? Just tell him he has nothing to worry about and tell him of my plans. Nathan isn't a big deal if you look at the bigger picture." Tayaw said.
/Tsk. Alright. Wait a minute … I have to say… your posts are quite fun to read now that I've calmed down./ Chala chuckled.
"Hmm. I'm just telling what I think. Anyway, I won't stop here. I may have to call out other celebrities too but it won't be as bad as Nathan." Tayaw warned Chala.
/You're not done?! Wh- Wh- … FINE! Man, I know I can't stop you anyway. Just be careful… Americans have sued for less./ Chala gave up, for now.
"Thanks. I'll be careful."
===
|@EvanPoole You call this singing? How? *doghowling.gif*|
|@queenthany you call your disgrace of an album, music? *phonebook.jpg*|
|@AvaRichards How were you paid in this role? It must be nice getting paid by just memorizing lines. What a waste.|
|@ChrisCriss best original song? More like best original nursery rhyme. I know a teenager who wrote better songs than this noise you call a song.|
|@JulianneSaunders All the CEOs I know are busy especially the young ones. Your CEO in your novel however, awfully has a LOT of free time. What are you? 12? CEOs don't spend their time on a bath tub or sipping coffee by their office window.|
Tayaw who started this trouble for marketing purposes, now finds criticizing famous people fun. With the continuous rise in his social media following and the attention it is gathering, Tayaw is feeling more and more validated and felt less and less guilty throwing insults around.
He finds nothing in this world that has given him as much entertainment as the pieces of works that he received from the giant roulette. So, with this opportunity, he decided to make an entertainment that he can easily share with others.
|@therealnathanbarnes Hey Nathan. You should check out a film I saw in Sorrento. It won top awards too so it's coming to America soon. Maybe you'll learn what real acting really looks like.| "I'm done, man! Everybody's gonna see I'm a f*ckin phony! I'm gonna f*ckin have that bastard whacked. Find him!" Nathan is at the verge of tears from Tayaw's comments. This is not the first time someone criticized his acting and his music. It is also not the first time he was confronted by people in both the music and film/tv industries about his skills. This time however, is his first time to be publicly called out and humiliated like this. "Jesus Christ Nathan. Here, have a drink." The manager never saw Nathan like this so he just poured Nathan a drink. "We'll have PR people handle this. I don't think a lot of people saw this anyway. You have faithful fans too, so calm down." The manager consoled Nathan. Nathan however is currently inconsolable and is now at the point of hysteria. *CRASH* *CRASH* *SNAP* All sorts of things are being thrown and broken inside the trailer. The manager was afraid that he was going to be vented on next, but thankfully Nathan did not. After every furniture and appliance in the trailer is broken, Nathan exhausted his energy and plopped down on the couch. "I'm gonna show that f*king guy. Sh*t, I'm gonna f*ckin audition. I'm gonna f*ckin win a f*ckin award. And I'll take that f*ckin trophy and I'm gonna f*ckin shove it up his f*ckin *ass. F*cking b*tch" "Hey Nathan, slow down. Are you serious? What are you saying? Audition? Are you crazy?!" The manager did not want to take Nathan's rambling seriously, but with how serious Nathan is in his state currently, he is afraid. "YEAH! I'm F*CKIN CRAZY! After this filming is over, cancel everything. CANCEL THEM! Book me an acting coach, a vocal coach, whatever!" Nathan yelled. "How about the penalties, huh? What are you gonna do about them?" The manager argued. "What?! Do you think I can't afford them? I'm rich! I'll sell one of my houses if I have to!... Sh*t As much as I hate that bastard, he's f*ckin right I can't let him get away with this. Hey, I'll sue him too." "Sue him? We don't even know who he is or where he's from. Us suing will just make you look like you're admitting what he said." The manager said. === Ouigab 3 pm Chala's car is on the way to Tayaw's house in Ironstone. It is not Chala, however who is driving the car. "Turn right over there." Chala said to Payew. "Here? Okay." Payew replied. Today is the day that Payew is to move to Ouigab for his senior year in high school. Just like Tayaw arranged with his family, Payew was picked up by Chala from Liboo's workshop in Jebung. The part that Tayaw doesn't know however is that Payew asked Chala to drive Chala's car, which Chala hesitantly agreed to. "I have to say, I did not expect you to drive smoothly." Chala said. "Haha. I've been driving even before I got my license, so no biggie. I'm still getting used to city traffic though. There are a LOT of bad drivers here." Payew remarked. "Mmm. Sometimes your driving ability is not enough to prevent accidents, so be careful with reckless or bad drivers." Chala warned. "Noted." Payew nodded. "By the way, would you like to pick up the Jeep I bought you now? It's by my house, sitting pretty." Chala asked. "Can we do it tomorrow? I want to see Tayaw's house and his mates first." Payew said. "Okay. You'll probably like it there. It's just as quiet as your house in Okuba and those kids are the best ones you could possibly live with." Chala said proudly, remembering the very short time he spent as an unofficial agent for Percussive Corrections. "Great. I've heard good things about them from Tayaw." Payew replied. Fifteen or so minutes later, Payew and Chala arrived at Ironstone and parked in front of the gate of Tayaw's house. "Damn. It's not his house in New York but still, this is huge." Payew gaped at size of Tayaw's house. "True. Even my house is not as pretty and huge as this." Chala sighed. "Anyway. Tayaw's kids might already be home. They can help you with your luggage." Chala said. "OkayKids?" Payew asked, confused. "Oh, I mean his band. Wait a second, I'll announce our arrival." Chala said and pressed the bell by the gate. A few moments later, the gate opened and Payew parked the car carefully inside the garage, beside Tayaw's truck. After getting out the car, Payew walked towards Tayaw's pick-up truck and examined it. "Hey, why can't I just drive this one? Why'd you have to get me a new car?" Payew could not help but ask. "Oh, trust me. I don't know when will Tayaw be back, but when he does, he will have a great need for it. It's better for you to have your own." Chala said. "How about the van outside?" Payew asked? "Oh, that's for Tayaw's friends. And.. don't say you'll ride with them. They don't have time to drive you to Rinowra. You also can't drive it as their schedules will be affected if they wait for you to pick them up from school." Chala explained. Payew found it made sense so he just nodded. Their talk was interrupted when they heard "Hey! Hey! He's here!" and shortly after, six people entered the garage. "Hello! Payew, right? I'm Ike. Nice to meet you. This is the band, you will get to know them better later." Ike introduced himself. "I'm Ramil. We'll help you unpack." Ramil introduced himself. "Thanks Ramil. I already know each of you. I've seen all y'all videos. Tayaw also had me look at your Facebook profiles. Nice to meet you all." Payew said. "Well, that's good. You'll have fun here with us." Jenna said. "Y-Yeah." Payew was taken aback that a pretty girl like Jenna is talking to him. ** Preacher, preacher, please save me I met a man, white as a cotton field. ** Thankfully, Chala's phone ringing saved Payew from acting any more awkward as they all looked at Chala. Chala on the other hand, paid them no mind and picked up the call. "Hello Erik! It's been a while.. Uhh.. Uhuh WHAT?!" Chala exclaimed, attracting the attention of Payew and the band once again. "Excuse me. Y'all take care of this." Chala excused himself and entered his car for privacy. === Jericho, New York /Tayaw! Are you F*ckin crazy?! What's wrong with you?!/ An hour or two after Tayaw started his attacks, he received a frantic call from Chala. "Yep. I'm crazy! But come on, relax. It's a marketing tactic." Tayaw said, already figuring out Chala's purpose of calling. /Marketing tactic?! How is slandering supposed to be marketing?!/ Chala said. "Hey. Any type of publicity is still publicity. Also, it's not slander. Borderline, yes, but I've read up on the guy. Everything I said about him wasn't really that direct, the 'shoe just fits him'." /It would affect your image! Ever thought about that?! Delete your posts before it's too late!/ Chala is not convinced. "HAH! I won't! Even if I did, a lot of Nathan's fans probably took a photo of them already. Hahaha. Am I ruining my rep to Nathan's fans? Yeah. How about my image to other parties? Just look at the comments and responses, they're having a great time!" Tayaw did not budge. /Let me see Oh sh*t. You're actually right. BUT! There's still more negative posts about you!/ Chala said. "So what? Everyone can see that all of those negative ones are Nathan's fans and actually have nothing to say about Nathan's acting and singing. Look, I now have more than twenty thousand followers. Just an hour ago, I only had 50. That's positive." Tayaw said. /What if he sues you? Then what?/ Chala said. "The he can go ahead and sue me. BUT, he's got nothing to build a case. Not even his agency can sue me. The only thing I can be sued with is me saying that he stole roles from actors. Even then, with how I did not outright accuse him and just implied, it's very easy to defend. Take a look." /F*ck. When I told you to give me something to do, I did not imagine it to be like this./ Chala sighed. "You don't even have to do anything about this. Just sit back and enjoy the show." Tayaw said. /Enjoy the show my *ss. Even Erik was hounding me when he got wind of what you were doing./ Chala said. "Did you handle it? Just tell him he has nothing to worry about and tell him of my plans. Nathan isn't a big deal if you look at the bigger picture." Tayaw said. /Tsk. Alright. Wait a minute I have to say your posts are quite fun to read now that I've calmed down./ Chala chuckled. "Hmm. I'm just telling what I think. Anyway, I won't stop here. I may have to call out other celebrities too but it won't be as bad as Nathan." Tayaw warned Chala. /You're not done?! Wh- Wh- FINE! Man, I know I can't stop you anyway. Just be careful Americans have sued for less./ Chala gave up, for now. "Thanks. I'll be careful." === |@EvanPoole You call this singing? How? *doghowling.gif*| |@queenthany you call your disgrace of an album, music? *phonebook.jpg*| |@AvaRichards How were you paid in this role? It must be nice getting paid by just memorizing lines. What a waste.| |@ChrisCriss best original song? More like best original nursery rhyme. I know a teenager who wrote better songs than this noise you call a song.| |@JulianneSaunders All the CEOs I know are busy especially the young ones. Your CEO in your novel however, awfully has a LOT of free time. What are you? 12? CEOs don't spend their time on a bath tub or sipping coffee by their office window.| Tayaw who started this trouble for marketing purposes, now finds criticizing famous people fun. With the continuous rise in his social media following and the attention it is gathering, Tayaw is feeling more and more validated and felt less and less guilty throwing insults around. He finds nothing in this world that has given him as much entertainment as the pieces of works that he received from the giant roulette. So, with this opportunity, he decided to make an entertainment that he can easily share with others.
