Max Walker #26

[maxwalker26]

elliotxwindsor‌:

“Right, of course – you might be the most American person I’ve met living here,” a southern baseball player, playing for the Yankees of all teams, drinking Bourbon. Seemed almost textbook. All that was needed was some apple pie. “I’ll be a moment,” he pushed away from the table, making his way through the crowd to the front of the queue and ordered. Only five minutes later was he back, two drinks in hand, both Bourbon because they didn’t serve his drink of choice here and set it before Max. “As far as over saturation is concerned, New York does like big stories, but I’d wager the bigger story tomorrow would be why New York’s new golden boy is out drinking on his lonesome on a Friday night. Seems a little anti-climatic for a villain-to-here-character arc, no?” 

“I mean, I’m fully aware that I’m basically a caricature of myself. But, at the end of the day, I love baseball and bourbon and BBQ, both of my sisters did pageants and my mom’s hair is like 8 inches tall on a bad day, my stereotypical family and upbringing are who I am,” Max laughed. “You should know a thing or two about familial stereotypes and expectations though, far more than me.”

Max took the drink in front of him and clinked it with Elliot’s before downing a small sip. “Well, the last month or so I’ve been sharing a hotel room in Tampa with one of my teammates, and my sister is really the only person I know well enough that lives in town, and she’s out with her boyfriend, so I guess that puts me here,” he shrugged. “It’s not exciting, but I would wager most people think my life is more exciting than it actually is.”

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pjxalmeida‌:

“I get that. Makes sense with people rushing to you before and after games if they get the chance to grab a photo and an autograph. I’m curious to hear what that’s like. I’ve talked to a few other celebs and professional athletes and you guys all got something different to say,” she chuckled. Growing up not too far from Los Angeles, she didn’t know much about fame and celebrity status as a kid, but she got a glimpse during her teen years when this girl from her high school ended up signing a singing contract. The girl got incredibly big headed and way too pretentious, forgetting where her roots where. She actually charged her fan to sign things which was quite absurd from PJ’s standpoint. “No problem,” she smiled wiping her hands with the towel on her shoulder. “Oh I’m sorry. Didn’t realize I was being demoted to senior status for still using one. I contemplate using VenMo for transactions more than $100. I know it’s weird, but the last thing I need to do is being paying someone else by accident.” 

Max immediately grinned without skipping a beat. “When’s your shift end? I can buy you a drink that you don’t have to make, I can tell you all the hot takes that I have about fame and spill the tea on how Beyonce and Tom Hanks actually are,” he laughed, joking, but at the same time 100 percent serious. “And then we can stop pretending my life is interesting and you can tell me more about you,” he added, smile sincere. Hell, she was cute and she could make a good old fashioned, that was next to godliness as far as Max was concerned. “So, what do you say?”

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fallonxalmeida‌:

Fallon couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped her lips. She knew the feeling of being stopped and asked for photos by strangers everywhere she went. The model paused while he entertained the child who had come up to talk to him. She’d had enough of her own interactions like that to be able to smile sweetly at the child who was awestruck at meeting their idol. “It’s alright,” Fallon commented, taking a seat and placing her drink down. “I’m a model so I get it, I’ve been stopped on the street by people who have seen my face on a billboard or in a magazine.” A pause. “A baseball player, huh? Yankees or Mets? My boyfriend’s a pretty big baseball fan and I’m pretty sure I heard him drop your name earlier this week about some crazy deal.”

“Yankees, thank God,” Max grinned with a small nod. “But modeling, huh? Print, runway?” he asked, taking a sip of his drink. His sisters had done a bit of modeling work growing up, but mostly for things like ice cream shops or dentist offices in Charlotte or Charleston. Still, he knew enough from that, combined with the circles he ran in, to be able to politely ask follow up questions and fake it a bit. “I’m Max, by the way.”

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milaxmorgan‌:

Mila was no stranger to people spotting her on the streets, especially those who were really big into the theater. She had her hair tucked back behind her ears, a plain black hat covering her head. She ordered her coffee and took a seat, taking small sips of the caffeinated beverage when she heard somebody speak up, glancing over to see the man, looking slightly unsettled at being bothered. “Welcome to New York,” Mila greeted once the people who’d bothered him walked away. “I assume you’re an athlete of some sort based on who came up to you. Did you just get in?”

Max did his due diligence, signing a couple notebooks and taking a couple selfies before the Yankees fans thanked him and were on their way. He never really resented this part of the job--it was really cool to have people that were so passionate about the game and their team--but there were times, especially when he was out to eat or on a date, that it became an unfortunate hazard and something maybe a little less than to be desired. At the sound of a second person, Max looked up from his drink and smiled, a little taken aback by the woman in front of him. She didn’t know who he was, but she had figured out enough to know he was new there. Plus, she was an absolute 10. “Uh, yeah. Thanks,” he chuckled, tilting his head in a bit of confusion. “About a week ago from spring training Tampa,” he replied. “I take it you’re not a baseball fan?”

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@maxwalker: He’s certainly not anywhere near as cool as Rocky, but he’s still pretty darn cute. What even is Instagram even for if not pictures with random people’s dogs while you’re out for a walk?

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elliotxwindsor‌:

Elliot scoffed at the offer, casting his eyes upward in exasperation, “No, I don’t want your bloody autograph, mate –– not a great way to make friends in the city: always assuming someone cares about who you are.” He shook his head and took the seat opposite the baseball player, taking a swig from the glass in his hands. He recognized him from all of Jack’s yammering on and begging to watch fucking ESPN whenever he visited Elliot. He didn’t know what Cecelia had done to turn out with such an athletics-crazy child but Elliot indulged his nephew regardless and had seen this guy’s face plastered all over the TV for several days now. “And you’re not going to blend in with that,” he gestured at the baseball cap, “going on. I’m here to help you –– think of me like your own personal guide to not making the wrong shite decisions in your first week here. It’s been a week right?” Before questions could be ask, Elliot shook his head with bright eyes and a slight smirk, “I’m not a stalker, I’ve just been forced to watch the bloody news with your pretty face plastered all over it for weeks now. It’s actually rather tiring –– might want to talk to someone about that. Overexposure has never been good for anyone, in any industry, has it?” He nodded at Max, proffering a hand to shake, “Max, isn’t it? Elliot –– the first thing we’re going to do is get you a proper drink, not that water down piss. What’s your poison?” 

Max blinked, somehow unable to process all of the comments that were coming at him from another member of the British royal family, somehow the second to make his acquaintance in the same week. Still though, Elliot seemed vastly different from his sister, and while they both seemed perfectly nice and willing to make conversation, he seemed like the significantly more fun of the two.

“Uh yeah, it’s Max,” he chuckled, returning his hand and tilting his head to the side in amusement. “Bourbon, neat,” he replied. “And for the record, I think the oversaturation of my face on your television screen is probably more of an issue for how much of the salary cap I take up as opposed to anything else, but I guess the New York media likes a villain-to-hero-baseball-character-arc,” he laughed. 

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pjxalmeida‌:

“It’s fine. You aren’t the first and you certainly won’t be the last.” Since she started bartending about two years ago she had learned that she was somewhat Cupid with an arrow. PJ certainly lost track of the amount of times she handed drinks off to people that was ordered by someone else due to shyness or wanting to play it cool. If she could help people come together, enjoy themselves, and potentially bring some babies into the world, why not? The baseball player was just the winner of the evening and before she knew it someone else would be strolling in and receive some free alcohol courtesy of another soul. “Wow, you actually have a Sharpie on standby,” she chuckled as she watched him whip it out. Either he had a huge ego or so many people must have come up to him over the years that it was more convenient to have one on him than fumbling around to find something to sign with. 

“No one likes a half-ass drink. Plus I figured you being from the south and all, that you could handle the extra kick of bourbon.” It was the one curse of being a bartender PJ found rather quickly. When she made her own drinks, the ratios where always practically perfect. However, whenever someone else made a drink it was as if the alcohol was too weak or way too strong. She was picky when it came to her drinks, but no one should be paying for alcohol and getting a shitty drink in the end. “Well if that’s the case, feel free to write a $70,000 check out to PJ. And in the little memo section you can also write grad school tuition. I’ll just need that by the end of the year. Thanks babe.” 

“I promise it’s borne less out of being a complete douche and more out of necessity,” Max chuckled. And honestly, it was true. There was a certain expectation in being a professional athlete that if you’re out and about, your agenda doesn’t really matter as long as there was a photo to be taken or a napkin to be signed. He found after a season or two that having something on him to write with just made those inevitable interactions just a lot easier.

“Between being raised in South Carolina and going to college in Tennessee, I’m afraid you’re right. I’m a little bit of a whiskey snob and the tolerance is a little higher. I appreciate it,” he smiled, nodding his head a bit. With a big grin and a little laugh, Max snapped his fingers and shook his head. “Sorry, left the checkbook back in 1992. Do you take Venmo?”

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tjmunroe‌:

Tristan was honestly super stoked to hear the new recruits for the baseball team. As a professional athlete for the city, he did his best to check out all the other sports teams, going to a few games here and there when his schedule allowed. Over the years he did get the opportunity to build some friendship and work relationships with other players on the baseball, ice hockey, and basketball teams. It was always a good time and there was nothing better than having a network of likeminded people around you. So, when he heard Max was coming into town he made an appoint to link up with the baseball player, taking him out for a few drinks and a bite. It was in the midst of their conversation that a group of woman approached their tables. For once, their attention wasn’t on the star quarterback, but rather the new fresh meat in town. After completely ignoring TJ and asking Max a few questions, having them sign a few items and take a few selfies, Tristan couldn’t help but laugh as they walked away. “Smooth. Very smooth. They’ll be clambering at your door come morning.” 

“Well, assuming the casual phone number alongside the autograph worked, which it always does, come morning I think we’ll be in for round... three?” Max smirked, his eyes still focused on the redhead of the group which by now had made her way back to their table. “I think I’m gonna like it here, man,” he added, returning his gaze back to TJ with a small chuckle.

“And thank you for reaching out, this certainly isn’t Nashville or Minneapolis, I appreciate the looking out.” Max really did, the move combined with the start of the season had admittedly been more of a pressure-filled situation than he had expected, and he was grateful to have someone who could relate on a personal and professional level. “Next round’s on me.”

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sunshineandolliepops‌:

“Wait, wait…… are you serious?!” Ollie gasped, taken aback by the offer. “Really? I can just…… have them all? Oh my gosh I just wanted to know what kind they were but wow! You’re really really nice! As long as you’re sure! I will not turn down food! That’s the Filipino in me, don’t let good food go to waste! That’s what my Nanay always says!”

Ollie giggle sweetly, looking toward the counter before back at the man at the table. “When my food comes out I’ll put the fries in my bag! I’m gonna take em to go cause I gotta take em back to the theater! I’m Ollie by the way, what’s your name?!”

“Yeah, I mean, better than letting them go to waste,” Max shrugged. “I just forgot to swap them out for a salad, but better that they go to someone who actually wants to eat them. If my trainer and nutritionist found out I was eating fried food, especially this week, I don’t think they’d be incredibly happy with me.”

“I’m Max,” he replied, extending his hand. “Nice to meet you, dude.”

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cwindsr‌:

Although she was recognized, she was glad that he wasn’t making a big deal out of it. He didn’t seem to want the fuss, and neither did she, so it was something they seemed to have in common. “Yes, his name is Jack. Thank you so much, he’ll really appreciate it.” When she picked him up from school and told him she met Max Walker and got his autograph, he would be over the moon. 

In response to his words, she smiled and let out a small laugh. “I understand that, but I can promise you I’m more normal than you think.” Without her title, she was just a regular mother of three. “Jack is very into sports. While he enjoys soccer, I think he likes basketball and baseball more. I don’t understand baseball, but I’m excited to watch him play it.” 

“Those two security detail guys back there that ‘definitely aren’t security detail’ suggest otherwise, but sure, I’ll buy it,” Max chuckled, making eye contact with the two beefy guys ten feet behind her that had been casually surveying the room the entire time. Despite the fact that Max had a fairly normal upbringing in South Carolina, the fact that he could pick out plainclothes security in a restaurant of 100 after a few seasons in the MLB showed that maybe the pair had a little bit more in common than he liked to think.

“Hey, well, season’s started up now, so any time y’all want to come up to the Bronx to see a game, I’d be happy to have you as my guests. I now feel like it’s my mission to make sure Jack becomes a baseball player,” he laughed, leaning back and crossing his arms across his chest. “If an autograph and a trip to Yankee Stadium happens to fulfill that, then by all means, I’m prepared to oblige.”

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casharquette‌:

As soon as he spot the Yankees cap, Cash just couldn’t keep his disgust to himself and had to walked towards the dude. He wasn’t expecting that response when he stopped on his tracks in front of the table. “What?!” He said in a sing song, not believing the man had actually thought he was being starstruck by whoever this guy was. “I want no autograph for you, man. Got no idea who you are, Jesus. Just here to tell you the Yankees suck, too overrated. They ain’t go nothing on the Mets.”

Max chuckled, mildly incredulous that the dude had just sought him out to tell him the Yankees sucked without knowing who he was. If he wanted to get a rise out of him because he was on the roster, that was one thing, but point it out to a random dude in a restaurant? New Yorkers really did live up to their stereotypes. “Yes, I too think the Mets with their .480 lifetime win percentage and 2 World Championships to the Yankees’ 27 are superior,” he replied with a smirk. “Do you actively seek out people wearing Yankees gear to insult outside of Queens? Dude, I might be new here, but even I know that’s not a great strategy for one’s health here.” 

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maevalucie-b‌:

Med school was truly kicking the blonde’s ass more than she was hoping. It felt like things were neverending and she had so much to do before her shift as an emt. Looking around the coffee shop, she realized there were no tables for her to study, giving a small sigh. After a while, she moved closer to a table with only one person, raising a brow when he spoke. “Um, I don’t know who you are. I was just wondering if I could use the table. There’s no empty tables at all, so I was just wondering if I could use it, but if not, it’s fine,” she rubbed her lips, a little confused on who he was for him to ask her if she wanted an autograph.

“Oh, uh... yeah, no worries,” Max replied, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red. He was just about to apologize and clarify why he had just embarrassed himself when the TV on the wall next to him caught his eye, his own face from the press conference he’d done earlier that day staring back at him with the headline MAX WALKER SIGNS $35 MILLION CONTRACT DEAL WITH YANKEES beneath. This clearly was not going to help his attempts to lay low. “You’re welcome to have a seat if you want, it’s really not a problem,” he added quietly, trying to angle his hat farther downward. “Be my guest.”

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Perfect woman?

Well, I think it may be hard to be with a girl that doesn’t enjoy, or couldn’t learn to enjoy baseball. But above all, I think that someone who’s understanding is a baseline for a professional athlete. I’m gone a lot, and it sucks majorly, which is a pretty good reason to not get involved, but I think the right person would be willing to have a lot of patience with that. Smart is another big one, kind and funny are of course added pluses too. 

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🍜, 😇 , 💡

🍜 - Carnivore/Pescatarian/Vegetarian/Vegan/Other? What kind of diet does your character have? 

Max is a carnivore, and loves South Carolina BBQ above all else, but tries his best to eat as healthy as possible. His pre-game meal is a standard chicken or fish with vegetables and rice or pasta.

😇 - What was your character’s last good deed?

Max helped his sister Jane, who also lives in NYC, hang several pictures in her apartment earlier this week.

💡 - What is the best idea your character ever had?

He’d probably say choosing to go to Vanderbilt over South Carolina, despite the pressure from his family and hometown to do otherwise. He loved his time in Nashville, got a great education and won a National Championship senior year.

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👙, 🎠, 💢

👙 - Is your character trendy or do they just not give a damn? 

Max is fairly trendy in the sense that while his clothing skews more athletic and comfortable, it generally fits within the trendiest clothing brands of that category. He cares that things are well made and functional, and would rather invest in fewer things that last a long time than a bunch of things that won’t. 

🎠 - Your character is at the carnival. What kinds of rides or games do they check out to entertain themselves?

It depends on who he’s there with. If he’s with friends, he’s an adrenaline junkie and is down for the scariest, most batshit rides and roller coasters. If he’s there with a girl, he’ll generally do whatever she wants, with the added “throw a baseball at a target and win a prize” game, which he obviously beats every time.

💢 - What frustrates your character more than anything?

Answered

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💢 - What frustrates your character more than anything?

Lack of work ethic in other people--whether it be at work or in general. Most things have come relatively easy to him in his lifetime, but he also makes a point to get caught doing more than is asked of him because of his genuine drive to succeed and be the best at the things he knows he’s good at. He doesn’t understand that lack of drive in others, especially in baseball, where if someone doesn’t succeed, no one on the team does.

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what is your sexuality?

I’m definitely into women.