Tabloid New Line of Emryc Thorne Energy Drinks Launches

Elora Trevino

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"Good morning, galaxy, and welcome back to Celebrity Catch, the holonet show that needs no introduction! I'm your temporary host, filling in for Aveda Jusuzi who is still on vacation." The Pantoran shook her head, an uncharacteristically tense smile on her face. She clutched a pencil in one hand, nearly snapping the graphite in half as her knuckles began to turn white. "She just doesn't know when to let a good thing end, does she?"

Elora laughed, suppressing the cough that threatened to escape. "This morning's news ought to excite all of you Emryc Thorne fans out there. A new line of energy drinks hit the market yesterday morning, and that's right! They bear the face of none other than Emryc Thorne, the ISC President himself! Emryc Energy is available in two different flavors—Thousand Crowns and Soaring Starship, but the company says they expect to be rolling out even more flavors in the near future.

"We reached out to a representative of Emryc Energy, and he says that it was the President's massive social media following that inspired this new—to quote his own words—'explosion of flavor.' Apart from politics and relief efforts, Emryc Thorne maintains a presence on social media that encourages a healthy diet and daily exercise, and it's these fans that Emryc Energy is hoping to appeal to! The fitness junkies."
The Pantoran winked at the camera. adding, "Red Bull Rancor better watch out because I think they've got competition!"

The mention of Emryc Thorne stirred memories in Elora. Memories she would rather forget but couldn't, no matter how hard she tried or how much counseling she endured. These were the sort of memories—flashbacks, rather— that provoked a cold sweat, that kept her up late into the night tossing and turning in her custom bamboo sheets.

Fingers throbbed, as if still caked in that warm, sticky slime. A single green eye flashed across her vision, just like it did in her nightmares. Suddenly, she was reliving that horrible day all over again. A coughing fit overtook the holonet host. Doctors could not explain the chronic cough that had plagued Elora in recent months, but she knew what had caused it. What had caused it.

"And now... a word from our sponsors!" the Pantoran managed to say with a smile before the coughing fit could disrupt the show.

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The camera cut to a muscled Orc standing inside a busy gym. He grinned at the camera, his large tusks on full display. "People always ask me, 'Agrob, how do you stay in such great shape? How do you have so much energy?' And I tell them. I don't. Emryc Energy does."

He pulled a can of Emryc Energy into view of the camera, popping the tab and taking a long, satisfying sip. "Satisfying and refreshing, with half the calories and sugar of the leading brand! Now that's health. Emryc Energy keeps me motivated and focused throughout the day, regardless of what I'm doing. Whether I'm at the gym, in the arena, or on a date— you can bet that I have a can of Emryc Energy with me at all times. I never go anywhere without one!"

The Orc threw the can back, draining its contents before crushing the entire can with only two fingers. He smiled a the camera, winking. "That's the power of Emryc Energy."

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The commercial continued, cutting to images of the energy drinks. "Emryc Energy can be found at your local retailer! And now pick up a pack of Life Day Emryc Energy, available for a limited time only!"


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*"Emryc Energy has no affiliation with the real Emryc Thorne. Emryc Energy is a subsidiary of WompaWayInc. and is not responsible for any injuries or side effects."

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tags: @Sreeya and @Mr. Teatime because he gave me the idea for an energy drink with Emryc Thorne's face!
 

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Arcturus sighed dramatically. Maybe if they made Emryc uglier they wouldn’t have these issues. Plastic surgeons could work wonders, right? Or maybe some Jedi magic? Those eyes of his seemed to gin up an unstoppable stream of fanatics. Some truly in love with the man…others seeking simply to profit off his likeness. Despicable beings really. Arcturus was getting tired of writing letters, so he flicked on his holorecorder. The Attorney General was dressed smartly as always. He smiled wide into the holo.

“Good morning,

My staff had the wonderful duty of informing me of your new business venture. Emryc Energy. As you are well aware, the President has not consented to this arrangement. I’m certain WompaWayInc’s general counsel warned you of potential consequences. The image and likeness of President Thorne for commercial use belongs to President Thorne.

You have two choices my dears. One, pay a rather substantial sum for your obviously improper use. Two, scrub President Thorne’s image from every single one of those cans.

I will wait your reply.”


Arcturus leaned back. The holo would be sent to the appropriate parties at WompaWay. Why did people insist on poking the bear? Really, they should have known better by now. He shot a quickly message to Emryc to let the President know the deed was hopefully done.

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Archibald Wiggins was a simple, easy to please man. He required very little and asked for even less. At least, that's what he told himself. For Mr. Wiggins, only two ingredients were necessary for the start of a perfect day. A freshly brewed cup of caf with two lumps of sugar and three tablespoons of cream, and a warm chocolate pastry, hot out of the oven. Both were overpriced, but it was the little things that made it all worth it. The middle-aged man was enjoying both as he sat comfortably behind a cluttered desk, the aging chair beneath him creaking under his weight. Chocolate crumbs tumbled down his wrinkled, stained suit and deposited in his rotund lap.

"Mr. Wiggins?" his secretary's voice cut through the intercom. Mr. Wiggin's sighed to himself, wiping chocolate from his lips with a crumbled up napkin left over from the day before.

"What is it, Mrs. Tudball?" he replied through a mouthful of pastry. Mr. Wiggins was not a consistent man by any means—his three ex-wives could attest to that—but if there was one thing he practiced religiously, it was his morning routine. A cup of caf, a pastry, and blessed silence. Half an hour of undisturbed quiet, all to himself. Mrs. Tudball was new, but after three weeks on the job she should have understood this. The last four secretaries had been walking disasters, and if they'd hadn't quit so suddenly he would have fired them himself. "I'm not to be disturbed until I've finished my breakfast."

"I know, sir, but this is important. It's a holo recording from a legal representative by the name of Arcturus Hadley, and I think you should see it immediately."

Mr. Wiggins scoffed, a few crumbs sputtering from his mouth. "So? Who's so important that it can't wait until after my breakfast? I have low blood sugar, and if I don't—"

Seven words cut his tirade short. "He represents the ISC President, Mr. Wiggins."

Mr. Wiggins froze, eventually collecting himself and straightening in his chair. "Patch it through right away," he ordered, reaching stubby fingers out to turn on his computer. The computer came to life, whining as if it wanted to be put out of its misery. Mr. Wiggins watched the recording, his toad-like face draining of all of its color as he listened to the words of Arcturus Hadley. Being a legal representative for WampaWayInc. had been a very run of the mill job so far with very little responsibilities or pressure, but things were about to get interesting. Very interesting.

This situation needed to be handled immediately. Quietly—out of court with as little publicity as possible. This had the potential of a PR nightmare, and it could sink the Emryc Energy venture entirely if WampaWayInc. did not get a handle on the situation.

"Mrs. Tudball? Please get Mr. Creeps and Mr. Crawls on the line. Immediately." There was worry in his voice, but his two associates would know how to handle this. They had worked with WampaWayInc. for years.

Thick, sweaty hands crushed the chocolate pastry still clutched within his hands. Mr. Wiggin's day was completely ruined.

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