Stepping into the building Vorden was left awed. The inside was different from the outside.
"Rich!"
That's the first word that ca to Vorden's mind. That was the only word Vorden could use to describe the sight before him.
The inside of the building was different from the outside. The outside looked like an old rotten building with molding paint. But the inside... Oh boy, was it gorgeous? The floors and the walls were adorned with gold, the chandelier was made of diamonds.
Even saying they were rich was an understatent. Vorden looked around and caught a glimpse of the No Hold Bars fights. He didn't dare go there. He was already so much weaker than Layla; even an average NPC was enough to put him in a hospital bed. If he could call them that.
Vorden shifted his gaze to where the rap competitions were taking place. On the stage was a girl in a hoodie and a man with dreads.
"Why does this seem like 'To Pick Grinding'?" Vorden thought rembering a famous movie from his real life.
"All right, y'all know what ti it is." a man said into a microphone. He was the comntator in charge of the competition.
" It's ti for the Battle Royale. Two rappers will battle it out for the first ti in the ring, to slowly move up the ladder to earn one million dollars! We only accept 20 contestants in total." he continues.
"Coming to the stage first..." a man stepped onto the stage that looked like a boxing ring. He looked like soone had stepped out of a teen magazine. He had shiny black hair and delicate facial features. He wore a black leather jacket and a black boots with trousers. He whispered to the comntator. "He goes by the na D-Boss!!"
"WOOO! D-BOSS. My man!!"
"Oh my gosh, I think he just stared at . Check my makeup is it okay."
"Dang, D-Boss himself ca. Isn't he rich? Why would he need the prize money?"
"Yeah, he is also close friends with the host of this party: The Corporate Heir of PK Finances himself."
"Don't you know? They made a bet with each other and he lost. As a result, he needs to win this competition, or else he would have to video himself juggling his boxers only in his boxers."
"I heard about that. But, D-Boss is a really good rapper so he would win with a breeze."
***
Cheers erupted from the crowds after hearing his na. He seed to be fairly popular around here.
A girl also walked up the stage. She was wearing a grey hoodie that covered her hair and grey shorts, so green hair was visible though the hoodie was on it. She also whispered to the comntator.
"Coming to the stage second... She goes by the na Lil' Torrent." The comntator then flipped a coin and asked her heads or tails.
"Heads," she said.
"It's tails. D-Boss, you go up first." the comntator passed him a microphone.
"Yo, hoodie guy, you think you're a nace?
Barely five feet, you ain't even fit to be an apprentice.
You step to like you're ready for war,
But your punches hit softer than my grandma's snore.
Short fuse, short height, yeah, that's your freaking plight,
Need a friggin' ladder just to reach the mic tonight.
You hide in that hoodie, pretty scared to be seen,
But I'm out here shining like a rap machine.
Take your bars, pack 'em up, you're through
And tell your mom she raised a clown, **** you." D-Boss said looking into his opponent's eyes.
"This just a rip off of 'To Pick Grinding'," Vorden said, realizing the rap lyrics were almost a complete replica of the movie.
"Wait a minute, D-Boss ain't playing no gas a'ight? Because if she anything like her daddy was, she gonna bring the heat." The comntator said.
"Nah! Nah! Nah! She probably like a momma trying to sell *ss for a hit." D-Boss said smirking.
"What the heck did you just say? Say it again, I dare you! You know what, I'm out!!" tears welled in her eyes as she ran away.
***
"Dang, that must have hurt."
"Now that I take a closer look, that looks like Claire Zayne!"
"Claire Zayne, you an the daughter of the rap legend Torrence Zayne."
"Woah, the pressure? Well, I guess she isn't the sa breed as her father."
...
The crowd conversed after seeing the commotion. So recognized who she was and spread the info to others. Her father was a legend around this part. He was a rap legend to be exact.
"I knew I shouldn't have co. I'm sorry, Dad; I failed you..." She bumped into soone as she was running and muttering under her breath. She looked up and saw a man staring back at her.
"No need for tears. Leave this to ." Vorden walked to the stage after consoling her.
"If it is 'To Pick Grinding' you want it's what you will get," Vorden said to himself.
"Is there space for to cut in?" Vorden asked.
"Show what you got?" D-Boss said with his hands on his head brushing his hair.
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