Here Are Some Of Our Golden Team Boxers, Modelling For The Team Photos, And It Is Another Sport We Do

Here are some of our Golden Team Boxers, modelling for the team photos, and it is another sport we do as part of The Golden Army, all of these boxers are Alphas and always win their matches as their opponents underestimate them.

@toxicafaesthetic

@brodygold

@romangolden68

Come and join us bros or we have other openings like mascot, waterboy etc..so if you want join hmu brahs

Lifting Gold

Michael was just a shy lad entering the gym for the first time in the hopes of putting on some muscle to fill out his clothes. His skinny arms and legs and flat chest made him feel puny, weak and pathetic. As he entered the gym for the first time he sees so many people working out with so much more muscle than he has and it made him feel even more insecure.

He shrugged and headed to the dumbbells grabbing the smallest weight to start doing some bicep curls. He looked around at all the gym goers and one in particular caught his eye. A young lad in a golden top also doing dumbbell curls.

The top shimmered and had a hypnotic effect on Michael who had to shake his head and look away for the fuzzy feeling in his head to go away. Little did he know that the guy had noticed and had smirked to himself knowing the golden effect had begun to work on its next victim.

Michael was feeling deflated after a month of lifting weights but seeing no real improvements on his body. He was about to leave the gym after another disappointing session when he heard someone call out "Wait up bro!"

Turning around he saw the lad he saw on his first day at the gym jogging over to him. The golden football top shimmering as he moved. "What's up?" Michael asked, trying not to stare at the top but failing. The boy smiled, "Name's Scott bro and I just thought you'd want to know about an easier way to get better at the gym."

Michael frowned "Im not looking to do steroids." The boy laughed, "Nah bro I dont mean THAT. I mean this." He tapped at his shirt, Michael stared at it, "Uhhhhhh" the boy smiled at the confusion on Michael's face and and told him to follow him into the empty fhanging rooms.

Once inside, he lifted his arm up and Michael got a whiff of musk that clouded his thoughts and made his mind go numb, "Uhhhhhhhh" he said staring at the golden top. Scott smiled "That's it bro dont fight it just give in the golden effect." Michael's face took on a dreamy dopey expression the more he huffed the musk until finally he said "I want a gold top."

Scott smiled and whisked one out handing it to him. Michael took it ans slipped it on and the effects were instantaneous. All of a sudden hos body changed becoming more toned and muscular his posture changed too become more confident and cocky. Old memories vanished thanks to Scott's musk and new ones came in.

Within seconds Dale stood before Scott and said "Lets go lift some weights bro huhuhuhu." Scott smiled and gave his new bro a fist bump as they exited the changing rooms. Scott was excited to introduce his new bro Dale to the full Golden Team.

Just me and my meathedz twin @scott-golden9 in our golden glory

So who converted you? Are you particularly interested in soccer? what all thisaboutbeing a linebacker too

It was partly myself at first when I was first interested though because absolutely sure on doing it after talking to my twinbrah @scott-golden9. I am actually more interested in soccer now after joining than I was before all of this. As for also being a linebacker, most of us do other sports besides soccer with football being my main non soccer sport since I was a football jock before joining.

The Playoffs: Quarterfinals

The locker room buzzed with a quiet tension as the Golden Army prepared for their first playoff game. Fresh off their victory over the Titans, they entered the quarterfinals as the top seed, now set to face the underdog 8th seed, the Redbacks. Captain Richard knew this was no time for complacency. Any mistake could end their championship dreams.

Huddling his team together, Richard’s voice carried strength. “We’ve earned our place here, every single one of us. The Redbacks are tough, but we’ve beaten them before. We can do it again.”

Jackson, the team's co-captain, stepped in with a grin. “Exactly! Look how far we’ve come this season. If we stay united and play our game, there’s no stopping us.”

The locker room, once filled with tension, began to lighten, though a flicker of doubt lingered in a few eyes. Could they live up to the expectations?

As the game approached, they ran onto the field, the roar of their fans vibrating through the stadium. Brody took his place at the center of the field, adrenaline rushing as the whistle pierced the air.

FWEEEEEEET!

The game kicked off with a fierce pace. Neither team was willing to yield an inch, the ball rocketing from one side of the field to the other. The score held at a stalemate until, suddenly, the Redbacks’ star player, Leon, found a gap. He blasted a shot that skimmed past Mason’s outstretched hands.

Golden Army 0, Redbacks 1.

Mason shook his head, frustration visible on his face. “My bad, guys. I should’ve stopped that.”

Richard stepped in without hesitation. “Don’t sweat it, bro. We’ve got plenty of time. It’s still early. Let’s refocus and make our move.”

The Golden Army regrouped, but the Redbacks’ defense held firm, frustrating every attack. By halftime, the score remained 0-1, and the pressure was palpable.

In the huddle, Brody spoke up, his voice calm but urgent. “We’re not done yet. We just need one chance. Let’s keep pushing, keep playing as one. We’ve got this, bros.”

Hands raised together, the team bonded in their belief in each other, and as they charged back onto the field for the second half, there was a fire in their eyes.

Their opportunity came soon. Logan, the swift and agile striker, cut through the Redbacks’ defense like lightning, finding the perfect angle and scoring. The stadium erupted as the score leveled.

Golden Army 1, Redbacks 1.

The team mobbed Logan, their energy infectious. The game was on a knife’s edge, and every second felt like a lifetime.

As the clock wound down to the final minute, the score remained tied. The Redbacks controlled the ball, desperate for one last chance. Their forward launched a powerful strike, but Mason was ready this time. He dove, snatching the ball just before it crossed the line. Without missing a beat, he launched it down the field to Zack.

The ball zipped from player to player in a rapid sequence of passes. With the Redbacks scrambling to defend, Brody found himself with the ball at his feet and defenders closing in fast. With mere seconds left on the clock, he made the unselfish play, passing to Chad, who saw the opening. Chad didn’t hesitate.

SWOOSH!

The ball sailed past the Redbacks’ keeper and into the back of the net just as the final whistle blew.

Golden Army 2, Redbacks 1.

They had done it. Victory was theirs, earned in the dying moments of the game. As the team erupted into joyous celebration, hugging and cheering, they knew this was just the beginning. Their journey continued, but whatever came next, they would face it together.

Together, as brothers.

Grayden Origin Story

Kev was just a normal math tutor at the university, he'd get paid to help all the athletes pass their math classes. Most of the athletes were dumb and rude, but there was one group that was different. The Golden Army, the soccer team.

All of the players on the team were nice, even if they really struggled they never slammed their fist and gave up. Kev felt a sense of comraderie with them, but was unsure how to talk to them outside of the tutoring sessions. Lucky for him his next session was with @scott-golden9 one of the strikers for the team.

Scott was one of the star players of the Golden Army. He was the nicest jock Kev knew, even if he wasn't great at algebra. This session started like normal, but near the end Scott pulled out a spare jersey and showed it to Kev.

"Bruh, you are always helpin' the team. We think u shud join."

Kev was surprised at Scott going full bro mode with him. Joining the team, but he wasn't a jock and he didn't know anything about soccer besides the basics. Scott heard his hesitations.

"Bruh, don't worry about any of that. You'd look great in gold with the rest of us. Just meet Logan and I at the gym and we'll get you buffed up."

"I don't even know how to play any positions besides goalkeeper and the team has plenty of those." Kev tried to reply.

"Bruh we don't care, we want you on the team as long as you want to join. We're a big happy family and the bros love you for helping them."

Kev tried not to blush, he has to admit @laytongold and @romangolden68 did seem to also enjoy his company along with Scott and his twin brother, Logan. He could use another extracurricular anyway.

"Okay Scott, how do I join?"

"Glad you asked, bruh. Meet me at the soccer locker rooms in 30, bruh."

Kev was hesitant, but also excited. He wasn't sure what Scott had planned though.

Meeting Scott, he was surprised to see a full golden soccer kit with the number 84 on it. Scott was smiling as Kev approached.

"Yo Kev, over here. I got your new uniform right here."

"Wait why does it say, Grayden? And it looks big for me." Kev tried to retort.

"Just try it on, bro." Scott insisted.

Kev had no reason to fight it, Scott and the team were always so nice to him. Kev tried on the uniform and suddenly something changed in him. His body started to grow and become more muscular. The nerd from the tutoring center was becoming a hot jock in front of his new teammate.

Scott was definitely enjoying the view, cheering his new bro on as he flexed.

"Yo, Kev. Welcome to the team." Scott said happily.

"Bruh, who's Kev? I'm Grayden now." The newly transformed jock responded flexing for him bro.

"Coach looked up your skill set Grayden, he thinks you'd look great as the new mascot."

"Yeah bruh, I'll be the best mascot this team could ask for." Grayden responded.

I went to a few practices with Scott in team uniform before the mascot suit could arrive. I'm so hot now bruhs, and somehow I can still do math well enough to help the team. Win/win for me bruhs.