(S3) - Weekend PT #5 - Conspiracies

[Aenir]

One conspiracy I’ve come to conclude throughout the league is a simple one. I believe that Chris Orosz and Vincent Sharpei are the same people. You never see them talking at the same times, you never get them in the voice chat together, yeah they did one Play by Play together, the first one, but actually was that two people? Or was that just one person with a voice changer? Who knows, but supposedly those two players are brothers in real life. Yeah, “Brothers”. It is believed to be said that in the quietest of nights, you can hear one of the brothers crying in the distance. Does that mean either Vincent or Chris tied the other one up and now controls both accounts? Or is that just the cat outside being an asshole? It really depends on who you ask and how you look at it, but possibly Sharpei is jealous since Orosz stopped him from being a quarterback back in Pee-Wee Football. So the ultimate joke is to take over and become Orosz? These are conspiracies that will have to be delved deeper into to finally fully grasp and understand what is going on there. Who’s the one in control? My vote goes to Sharpei.

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@Aenir

This is wrong, pay no attention to the raving lunatic OL trying to fit inside a Quarterback jersey! There is no one locked up in a dungeon with padded walls and a very cask of Amontillado vibe. much less chained with links strong enough even for Jayce Tuck. It is also false that they are pretending to be the same person, its MUCH more likely the impostor is just some actor that one (or the other) trained to play the part, its cheaper and gives (theoretically) some sort of an alibi in case of shenanigans such as people coming to visit. This is in fact a truthful statement of being. BUT if one of them were to assume the other's identity, this is how it would happen... Not that I'm saying it HAS happened mind you... it would probably start with a visit to either Yellowknife or San Jose, where you could last establish an independent identity. It would follow up with some friendly ribbing, and the gift of a glass of (spiked) Gatorade. One would theoretically need to hire an actor as a body double to go with one team or another, who had already been coached up in the mannerisms and activities of the identity in question. Then its quite simple, the abducted being is brought home and put inside the theoretical dungeon where... *yelps as he is dragged back into a dark alleyway*


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