Post by matt on Sept 3, 2015 12:18:12 GMT -5
Okay whew! It's the final four!
It's been a long season for everybody and it's almost over. Which means your final two will shortly be named. Now, there are three different possibilities for the final two.
OPTION #1: Zach & Nick
For everyone following along for the season, this is the final two that people want, that people need, that people crave. It's two old favorites so close to the end and destroying the competition.
OPTION #2: Zach/Nick & Neda/Matt
With only one from each side being chosen, this option is for when after all the drama you've had this season, you can sit back and watch as the jury votes 9-0 (or close to it) in favor of either Zach or Nick. The reasoning behind this is that both Neda and I haven't won many comps, and generally we're looked down upon.
OPTION #3: Neda & Matt
Oooh, this one tugged at a few strings, didn't it? Think about it. RNF9 ended with Ika and Dan, everybody was PISSED. Now imagine going through around three and a half months of all stars 2 just for a Matt/Neda final two. You should probably go get some ice, because i can see that your blood is boiling. I still very much want to win this game, just as an "Aha!" to the fact that all the comps have been kicking my ass all season.
OPTION #4: Luisa & Casey
I believe this option has the best odds of happening out of all of them. This option is when the prejury gets fed up with how the game is going, and they sneak back in and win the game out of nowhere.
Also, the fact that we're so close to the end (And the fact that I really didn't think I'd make it this far), it feels like Christmas. So without further adieu, I present my beautiful christmas poem
RNFAS2 F4 Christmas Poem
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, Mike nor his fake ass spouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nick soon would be there;
The young, tired houseguests were snug in their beds;
While visions of vetos danced in their heads;
Floptina in her 'kerchief, and I in my beanie
In the kitchen praying, hoping for a genie
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the kitchen to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a hyena
It was late though, so in bed stayed Floptina
With a spunky young driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Brian! now, Candice! now Heather and Casey!
On, Keith! on, Memphis! on, Rachelle and Hayley!
Then quickly I heard, on the roof in December
The prancing and pawing of each Jury member
As I ran to the chimney, no one was around
Then down the chute St. Nick came down.
He was dressed all in fur, from his hat to his limp
You could tell from how he acted, that St. Nick was a pimp
His cheeks were like roses, his stance was wavering but bold
He was better than everyone, as he was head of household
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and said words that meant nothing
He’d tell you that you’re safe, but you could tell he was bluffing.
He was muscular and funny, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon made me realize, i had everything to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to the noms
Zach was safe! I felt sweat on my palms
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to go do veto
I showed him i was a joker, like a nerdy Jared Leto
But as he quickly left, he said "Merry Christmas to all!
Your present is me, slayin' ya faves in Rise and Fall"
and dayum you have skills. Love the poem 
