Wednesday, May 28, 2008

REV IT UP STORY

"Life Weaves Like Laces On My Fresh Kicks"

[Monologue]

My grandfather just died and I only knew him through pictures and stories. It will be hard to remember him because I didn't know him. I will only remember him because of his title as a grandfather. An over worked shoe maker. Working for a big company but he shared an office wit 10 other workers. On the weekdays he rarely saw the sun. Working before the sun goes up and going home once the sun goes down. That is all I know of him through his eulogy. FUCK NIKE and their sweat shop factories.

My love for a grandfather that I rarely knew is stronger then my obsession with "fresh" shoes. It's hard to not take responsibility for his death because with his bare hands he wove my laces and sewed the swoosh on the sides of my kicks.

[Intro of the story - Narrorator]

Every weekend Renz and his boys would travel all the way to Dowtown Brooklyn, to buy shoes and clothing from a store named "The Closet". They mostly buy shoes or in other words "Fresh Kicks". Spending away all his left over allowance towards a hobby that he considered addictive. He actually uses the shopping spree as an excuse to his parents to prove that he doesn't spend money on drugs. But the owner of "The Closet", Peso is a local dope dealer who hooks Renz up with a dubbie with every pair of sneakers he buys. Renz would actually pay over 100 dollars every weekend for a pair of shoes that would only cost 5 dollars from the factories where they were made.

Peso on the other hand, has only one skill in life and it is to be a manipulative sales man. On the streets he would be known as a hustler. His store was lucrative even though it was an underground spot known by sneaker heads (collectors). Peso seemed trustworthy to those who look and are innocent. Renz was a perfect target. Renz believed that Peso was his homie, a dude that he can trust even with his own life. Well, doesn't he, since he smokes the drugs Peso deals. Drug dealing is a simple process with deep responsibility. Renz didn't know about drug dealing since he just started smoking and drinking.

[Story Begins]

It was a saturday morning. Alarm clock rang. It was already 1 in the afternoon. Renz jumped up and ran to the showers. He was already late. 5 missed calls from his boys, they were waiting annoyed 2 blocks from his house at a 2 floor McDonalds.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Prophet Essay

For every major, and influencing revelations, there is always a prophet. My story is based off a sneaker collector, who explores the origin of his sneakers which has an obvious connection to his grandfathers death. The prophet in this story is the owner of an underrground sneaker shop. The prophet, Ciph makes money off the stolen products he sells. He is a bandit who steals off shoe factories in China and sells them in America. Ciph influences the teenager to collect shoes as a hobby but, the disciple does not know that he is being ripped off.

Unlike the other prophets that have been introduced in the revelation class, Ciph is actually demonic to those who are not his customers. He does interact with his disciple but keeps many secrets from him. The prophet is actually a murderer in China but the value of the lives of the sweat shop workers are not that valuable. Ciph believse that there are enough unemployed workers in China to replace any of his underpaid workers.

As a false prophet, Ciph has the street knowledge of a harlem cocaine dealer and the skill to persuade anyone to buy any merchandise. He is a prophet for misleading and lieing to his disciple for many years. Until the disciple returns from china realizing the truth of Ciph and his ordeal, the underground sneaker shop becomes a flourishing chain.