#goldarmy

After a long day of practice, mascot training, and keeping the team motivated; Grayden loved watching some reality TV. Survivor, Big Brother, and Drag Race being his favorites.

It was his guilty pleasure, but he wouldn't dare tell the bros. He loved his bros, but they didn't need to know he spent most nights decompressing by eating some popcorn and watching some of his favorite shows.

He also would get quite loud sometimes, getting quite passionate as the castaways were voted off, the houseguests were evicted, or the queens we're.told to sashay away. "No, they can't evict Angela!!!! She made this season."

If any of the bros could see they would know he had as much passion for these shows as he did for being their mascot. His cheers for the success of his favorite players and queens rivalled the volume of his cheers during the Golden Army's games. It got him fired up. Hopefully they never know, otherwise the Golden Knight might be asked to "Walk that fucking duck." Or if he could do a death drop.

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Author's note:

I know my bros accept me even with my taste in TV.

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So, Sir, we’ve been training a lot for this big game and you weren’t kidding when you said they called you “the Heat” I’m sure you can strike anyone out! But I’m worried if I’m up to the challenge.

Don’t be too hard on yourself Isaac, Xavier said with a reassuring look. You’ve been great at catching and if it was anyone but me, you’d almost have a home run with every ball I pitched. We are both fast runners so that we have covered.

I told you before Isaac; Have Faith in the team’s unity. We are the Golden Knights and We can do this!!!

If you want to join the Golden Army contact one of our recruiters: @goldenherc9 , @brodygold , or @polo-drone-001

@polo-drone-039

@polo-drone-070

The sun had barely started its climb over the city skyline, casting a pale glow over the sleepy street. Xavier's voice echoed through the alley, bouncing off the brick walls. His breath fogged up in the cool morning air with a tone of excitement "Move your ass, Isaac! We don't have all day".

@isaac-gold-45 groaned, his eyes fluttering open to the sight of a half-empty coffee mug on the bedside table. The room was a mess of tangled bed sheets and dirty clothes. He threw on the first T-shirt he found and stumbled to the window, leaning heavily against the frame. He looked down to see Xavier standing impatiently by the mouth of the alley, his hands on his hips, glancing at his watch with a scowl.

"Sir?" he called out, his voice still thick with sleep.

"Damn it, were you still sleeping?"

"Yeah, as if the whole neighborhood wasn't" Isaac quipped back amused.

"You've got five minutes. I'm not waiting any longer, we have a lot of work to do" Xavier shouted.

They made their way through the alley, the early morning air was crisp with a hint of dew, and the smell of freshly baked bread wafted from a nearby bakery. Above them, the sky was a canvas of pale blues and pinks, promising a beautiful day ahead.

“Sir, do you still know how to play baseball? says Isaac amused

"You know I can still throw a mean fastball," Xavier said with a smirk, his eyes lighting up at the memory. "  I was the one they called 'The Heat'. I could strike anyone out blindfolded."

Isaac chuckled, "Yeah, sure"

They arrived at Battery Park city ballfields to prepare for the upcoming battle against the Phantom Aces.

The Phantom Aces were notorious for their lightning-quick tactics and unpredictable gameplay. They were a force to be reckoned with, but the Gold Bros had been training for weeks, pushing themselves beyond their limits.

"You really think we're going to pull this off?" Isaac asked, stretching out his arms.

Xavier's gaze was determined, focused on the horizon, his voice was firm as he turned to face Isaac. 

"There's no room for doubt, my bro. Have faith in the hard work and unity of the Team. They'll be fast, sure as hell, but remember, we're the Golden Knights! We've got the guts, the skill, and the heart to outplay anyone who dares stand in our way!" 💪

If you want to join the Golden Army contact one of our recruiters: @goldenherc9 , @brodygold , or @polo-drone-001

The CHAVFORMATOR hums ominously, its glowing interface flashing images of tracksuits, sneakers, and inked skin, beckoning Brandon to step inside and embrace his transformation. But he resists—for now. The game against the Purple Aces is just days away, and he needs to be at his peak, standing tall in his gleaming gold jersey, number 58 shining under the stadium lights. Victory first. Only then, with the roar of the crowd still ringing in his ears, will it be time to surrender to the machine and let the CHAVFORMATOR reshape him forever.

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The match is getting closer and closer, and at midnight it will be the hour of truth.

Golden Knights need all the help they can, call ourselves every skill at their disposal.

Who's gonna step into the pitcher mound ?

Xavier: The analytical and clever one. Skilled at reading the game and  concentration in its pure state. For him it’s a game of poker during which two men, separated from each other by a distance of just over 60 feet, compete with their looks concealing their fears and trying to drop the ace at the right time. His cut fastball is a great option that allows him to shuffle the cards .

Masty: the animal and instinctive one. Breaking ball, or the illusion. He has made curveball a true art. Impossible for the batter to adjust the timing of his swing.

Jabir:  The pure strength and unreasonable power. His fastball touches the speed of light. Puts all the other things aside and focuses completely on eliminating the batters. For him there’s only the law of the strongest….if you see a bullet coming at more than 100 mph maybe it’s time to move.

Number#39: we are one…and we are three too!

@polo-drone-070

Grayden arrived at the Golden Army's basketball training court with his whistle and sheer determination. While he wasn't planning to play in the match, the mascot role was his calling, he knew he had to help train the team as best he could.

He knew Herc was on break, he hadn't heard from the captain in 24 hours which he took as a sign that maybe he was actually relaxing. With Herc away and others busy, Grayden decided he would be the captain or coach today running the drills. He wanted the team to be at peak performance.

His spot on the team may depend upon it. Especially considering the interest the Cyan Collective had taken with him.

After running some drills a familiar face, in an orange jersey entered the court. The bros were unsure why another team was here until Grayden spoke.

"Bros, I called in some favors to help us train." Grayden proclaimed.

Grayden had been talking to other teams for a few days now gathering and sharing Intel about the Cyan Collective. His closest communication outside of Gold had been with the man standing in an orange jersey in front of them now, RaShawn.

RaShawn was the captain of the Orange State Ocelots' Volleyball team. They were the only team to defeat The Golden Army in recent months, even if it was just a friendly exhibition match. RaShawn and Grayden had come into contact shortly after the volleyball match due to information Grayden had to share with RaShawn. Not only had the Cyanus captured and transformed Orin, the man under the Orange State Ocelots' Mascot, but also they had captured and transformed RaShawn's brother.

RaShawn stood with some other men in orange behind him, "Gold has our full support. We might not be able to perform mind games or mental tricks, but we will help you rise to defeat these aliens and save the captured men. Our mascot, Orin, and...and."

RaShawn started to tear up, he was stumbling over his words. "Save my brother, DeShawn. He is the captain of Orange State's Basketball team. All of these bros were worried what happened to him and we all want to get him back safely."

Grayden felt a burning drive within him. "DeShawn and Orin aren't the only ones that are Cyan drones. We have to do everything to make sure we win and save these men. We cannot let the Cyanus win."

The knights of the Golden Army and the squad from Orange State had practice games and practice drills. RaShawn and Grayden gave pointers to the team ensuring anything sloppy was improved.

After a few hours, RaShawn and his team took their leave. Leaving Grayden with some exhausted bros. He knew their physical reserves were low, but there was one other training he needed them to complete today.

Grayden tried to get the screen to lower for the large projector, but it failed so he quickly placed a screen on the floor on top of a stand.

"Watch this bros." Grayden commanded.

The bros stared as a gold and black spiral filled the screen. The spiral showed off positive reinforcement and mental reinforcement. Reminding the bros that they were Gold and Gold was a team that cared for one another.

Their minds strengthened. Their mental resistance grew. Grayden wanted to ensure no tricks could stop Gold.

Grayden blew the final whistle. "Great work today bros, I have another guest joining us tomorrow. So be prepared."

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Do you want to join the Golden Army, contact one of our recruiters: @polo-drone-001 @brodygold or @polo-drone-125

Grayden wasn't happy. He had to miss Hockey practice for the third straight day. A raspy cough and congestion plagued him the last few days. He just got a care package from Percival which was making him feel a little better, but he hated missing practice.

But then he got a video request from Brody. Brody wanted him to watch the video on his TV screen. Grayden took a moment to cast his screen and then the video feed started. He saw it.

It was the Hockey team. He got to watch practice and a few waved into the camera. Apparently Brody and Leander wanted to make sure that Grayden didn't miss out on another day so they worked hard to make sure he could see the feed of practice.

Everyone told Grayden to get well soon since the big game wasn't far away. Grayden knew the team was always there for him as he eventually dozed off to sleep while watching the feed. He was proud of his team and knew they were going to win.

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Grayden, the Head Mascot, of the Golden Army was pulling double duty getting the team ready for the Big Game on Sunday. He first made a speech to all the support staff. The mascots, pups, and waterboys, and sidelined players of the team.

Even though for some reason most of the crowd of bros were wearing their pup hoods. He'd have to investigate that later.

"Bros, this is our biggest game yet. Most of you may not be on the field playing. I know Trevor isn't here since he is busy practicing. But just know we expect all of you to cheer as loud as you can and support the team in whatever way you are needed. Everyone of you is crucial in our victory."

The crowd erupted in a mix of applause and awoos. The pups couldn't help themselves.

"You pups better be good boys and be on your best behavior"

Grayden looked at his watch, oh shit he had to go practice.

"Love you bros. Keep up the great work. Head Mascot Grayden out."

Grayden, still dressed as the Golden Knight rushed off stage to the locker rooms to switch into his Football gear. He had to practice some sprints to get ready if he was asked to play on Sunday. He wasn't sure where he stood on the roster, but he would always be prepared.

Grayden rushed along the field doing sprints and practicing for whatever position Coach Chet and Captain Herc placed him in, if needed. His devotion to making sure the team succeeded was hard to match.