Post by Falcon on Dec 27, 2009 1:17:21 GMT -6
Well?
Moment of truth.
I'm not going to do it.
Oddly, her face looks far less furious than I'd imagined it would be.
Why?
She knows the reason, she just wants to hear me say it.
I promised myself a long time ago that my wrestling would not burden another persons life. I won't be The Ace, or Awesome, or Lance and have my family sitting at home, the only solace in seeing me on TV once a week. That's not family.
Her expression doesn't change, for better or worse.
But, you have money.. you could fly home whenever.
She was playing Devil's Advocate. Trying to find possible reasons to make me second guess my decision.
So do they. It doesn't help. My children are not going to play phone tag with their father every weekend. Not if I can help it.
Her head tilts to the side. Always a sign that something big is coming.
What about me?
Now here comes what's really hard to say.
I don't want to burden you either. But.. I know you can handle the stress of the road, so you always come with me. Are you telling me it's not enough for you?
She shakes off the question and moves on.
What if I said.. it's a baby... or I'm out of here?
Even as I said this. Even as the words came out of my mouth. I wanted to put a hole in one of these fancy hotel walls. This statement was more painful than anything I've ever been put through in my career.
Then I would let you leave.
Exhale.
If you wanted something that badly, you should find someone who would willingly give it to you. And that's not me. Not right now.
She exhaled.
And if I asked you to give up wrestling? For me?
I felt that flame burn again. The burning need to entertain. That rush of exileration that comes from standing across from someone who wants to put you down.
I can't do that. But, you already knew that.
She stepped to the side, holding the door open for me.
Welcome home, Kyle.
It's good to be back. How I've missed this.
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"Xavier, everytime you speak, you step a little closer to where you should be. But the steps you are taking are tiny, like walking a foot race. Certainly every little bit helps, but if you don't pick up the pace then it might be too late when you reach the end. I didn't expect this out of you at first, honestly I didn't. I expected you to hear what I said, and get offended. I expected you to fall right into your own trap and take three steps backward. But you didn't and I thank the stars above for that everyday. It shows me that my goals are not dead. That my purpose isn't a complete sham and a waste of time like betting on college football. You see, I have one goal everytime I step into this booth to record my little speeches to you.
The truth.
Whether you want to hear it or not. Sometimes, I admit, I expose the horrors that lurk under a persons exterior just to annoy or embarass them. But mostly, I tell people what's wrong with them so they can change, and in the end become more fulfilled. I'm not one of those guys who messes with a persons head just to defeat them. I've never kidnapped someones kids for leverage. Never slept with anyones girlfriend to get a psychological advantage. I've told you what you needed to hear to fix your mistakes and grow, not just as a wrestler, but a human being. Because having a roster full of second guessers and can't be bothereds would just annoy the hell out of me. I never got into this business to find the easy road to glory. I treat each and every person in that locker room as an equal. It's not something I had to learn through experience, just something I figured out long ago. So no, Cross, I'm not telling you to become modest. I'm only telling you to understand a simple fact of life.
Nobody is perfect.
You won't win every match. You won't defeat every guy who comes down the pike. That's one of the few things I think you still have left to learn. It's a big step, but certainly not the last. It's the main tool in the toolbox that gives you the power to overcome the things that are thrown at you. It will keep you from going home to your family sad and dejected. They pick up on that you know. You start yelling for no reason. You start getting furious at the small things that don't really matter because of what happened on Sunday. And they suffer for it. Being what you consider a "bad husband and father" is a byproduct of the very thing I'm trying to help you change. This lifestyle is hard on anyone, but the attitude that's gotten you this far is also the wedge that drives all the people you love away from you. I can't change your way of thinking in the ring, that's not how it works. But maybe.. if I defeat you, that will give you the motivation to stand up and do something about the way you think.
But I doubt it.
You asked for help Cross, that was my last attempt to convince you. And to think, I got halfway through your spiel and I was truly believing that maybe you had found that path and had nothing left to do but walk it. But again, you flip flopped in the middle of your own promo and fell back into that same trap so many do. Even after your trainer gave you almost the same advice I have all week, you ignore him. You think this title just entitles you to respect Cross? I have it, you don't respect me.. case in point. And don't give me that.. "I do respect you.. a little" stuff. You can't even respect me enough to give me a straight arguement. Just remember...
Not changing got you this far. But here's where it stops.
People often wonder about me. Why I've never been married. Why up until six months ago I haven't had a steady girlfriend in years. Point is Cross, I'm not like anyone you've ever faced. Simply telling yourself that you're the greatest, simply stating that you will defeat me just doesn't cut it against me. Look at all the people who've said that over the last months. Adam Knite.. Steve Awesome.. Sexy Jason.. Spike Kane.. they all tried the same thing, and all have fallen. If you're not willing to give me everything you can, then so will you. I keep my personal feelings out of this, so only the match matters, and that's where I find the strength to do the impossible. I don't want to hurt you Xavier, so I won't.. at least not intentionally. But I hope for your sake you change, because if you don't.. and you come at me again..
I won't be so forgiving next time.
Whatever it takes."
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(Falcon sat on one of the spacious windowsills in the hotel room in Portland. In his hand he held the letter, actually a printed text copy of the letter Nelly Angel had written him.)
Falcon: Ahh good old Nelly. Nelly Angel is a man I admire, not just one I respect. You see, Nelly sees things much in the same way I do. Much in the same way Jack Hammond should. But sometimes when things just don't jell a certain way, Nelly loses sight of certain things, so as a friend.. I'd like to clarify a few things for him. One, the purpose of the AotR was to make the rest of the roster change to fight us. We became the evil, and they were supposed to become the heroes and put us down. It didn't work, because people were stubborn idiots. It wasn't a flaw in the plan, just we overestimated the opposition. But I'd like to thank you for trying regardless. Two, the Forgotten is the same ideal I've had my whole life. Fight for those who work hard and go unrewarded. Spike I chose because he was considered a joke by many, while somehow being a legend. So this was his redemption. Diamond I chose because he is one of the hardest working men I know, and was always overlooked. Corvis, because he had the same convictions, and he could become one of the next pioneers of this company. Keeton, because he was willing to start at the bottom, despite being a veteran. They were chosen for their dreams and ideals, not their super cool personalities. Sure, Rob has been a bit of a... meanie.. lately.. but he's under a lot of pressure. He'll be alright. Trust me. As for you.. with Keeton taking a leave of absence to be with his family, we currently have an opening.. interested? If not, no big deal. And I'm totally down for ice cream sometime after Transgression.
(Falcon pauses, in thought a moment.)
Falcon: Well, since I have your attention. Let me just gripe about some of the.. characters.. in the Riot match.
No, Steve.. I made you. Also that crazy thing was the best part about you.
This chaos crap is exactly why you didn't win the title in the first place Kristoff.
I hope you win from number one Jake. It just might help you get your head out of your ass.
Fifty thousand dollars to whoever eliminates Lance Ryan so I don't have to hear the same speech one more time. Five hundred if its Hexx, Happy or Scotty Calloway.
Take off that Deadpool mask before I have Jimmy Turner take you into the closet for some alone time.
You had better win Hunter. All I'm saying.
That's what.. six people? Well, the six people I have something legit to say to anyway. So... finito..
(End.)
Moment of truth.
I'm not going to do it.
Oddly, her face looks far less furious than I'd imagined it would be.
Why?
She knows the reason, she just wants to hear me say it.
I promised myself a long time ago that my wrestling would not burden another persons life. I won't be The Ace, or Awesome, or Lance and have my family sitting at home, the only solace in seeing me on TV once a week. That's not family.
Her expression doesn't change, for better or worse.
But, you have money.. you could fly home whenever.
She was playing Devil's Advocate. Trying to find possible reasons to make me second guess my decision.
So do they. It doesn't help. My children are not going to play phone tag with their father every weekend. Not if I can help it.
Her head tilts to the side. Always a sign that something big is coming.
What about me?
Now here comes what's really hard to say.
I don't want to burden you either. But.. I know you can handle the stress of the road, so you always come with me. Are you telling me it's not enough for you?
She shakes off the question and moves on.
What if I said.. it's a baby... or I'm out of here?
Even as I said this. Even as the words came out of my mouth. I wanted to put a hole in one of these fancy hotel walls. This statement was more painful than anything I've ever been put through in my career.
Then I would let you leave.
Exhale.
If you wanted something that badly, you should find someone who would willingly give it to you. And that's not me. Not right now.
She exhaled.
And if I asked you to give up wrestling? For me?
I felt that flame burn again. The burning need to entertain. That rush of exileration that comes from standing across from someone who wants to put you down.
I can't do that. But, you already knew that.
She stepped to the side, holding the door open for me.
Welcome home, Kyle.
It's good to be back. How I've missed this.
I'm sorry
Just isn't good enough
This time there's nothing
You can do to change my mind
Inject the Silence
Inject the Silence
Inject the Silence
Just to bring me Peace
Break Everything
Just isn't good enough
This time there's nothing
You can do to change my mind
Inject the Silence
Inject the Silence
Inject the Silence
Just to bring me Peace
Break Everything
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"Xavier, everytime you speak, you step a little closer to where you should be. But the steps you are taking are tiny, like walking a foot race. Certainly every little bit helps, but if you don't pick up the pace then it might be too late when you reach the end. I didn't expect this out of you at first, honestly I didn't. I expected you to hear what I said, and get offended. I expected you to fall right into your own trap and take three steps backward. But you didn't and I thank the stars above for that everyday. It shows me that my goals are not dead. That my purpose isn't a complete sham and a waste of time like betting on college football. You see, I have one goal everytime I step into this booth to record my little speeches to you.
The truth.
Whether you want to hear it or not. Sometimes, I admit, I expose the horrors that lurk under a persons exterior just to annoy or embarass them. But mostly, I tell people what's wrong with them so they can change, and in the end become more fulfilled. I'm not one of those guys who messes with a persons head just to defeat them. I've never kidnapped someones kids for leverage. Never slept with anyones girlfriend to get a psychological advantage. I've told you what you needed to hear to fix your mistakes and grow, not just as a wrestler, but a human being. Because having a roster full of second guessers and can't be bothereds would just annoy the hell out of me. I never got into this business to find the easy road to glory. I treat each and every person in that locker room as an equal. It's not something I had to learn through experience, just something I figured out long ago. So no, Cross, I'm not telling you to become modest. I'm only telling you to understand a simple fact of life.
Nobody is perfect.
You won't win every match. You won't defeat every guy who comes down the pike. That's one of the few things I think you still have left to learn. It's a big step, but certainly not the last. It's the main tool in the toolbox that gives you the power to overcome the things that are thrown at you. It will keep you from going home to your family sad and dejected. They pick up on that you know. You start yelling for no reason. You start getting furious at the small things that don't really matter because of what happened on Sunday. And they suffer for it. Being what you consider a "bad husband and father" is a byproduct of the very thing I'm trying to help you change. This lifestyle is hard on anyone, but the attitude that's gotten you this far is also the wedge that drives all the people you love away from you. I can't change your way of thinking in the ring, that's not how it works. But maybe.. if I defeat you, that will give you the motivation to stand up and do something about the way you think.
But I doubt it.
You asked for help Cross, that was my last attempt to convince you. And to think, I got halfway through your spiel and I was truly believing that maybe you had found that path and had nothing left to do but walk it. But again, you flip flopped in the middle of your own promo and fell back into that same trap so many do. Even after your trainer gave you almost the same advice I have all week, you ignore him. You think this title just entitles you to respect Cross? I have it, you don't respect me.. case in point. And don't give me that.. "I do respect you.. a little" stuff. You can't even respect me enough to give me a straight arguement. Just remember...
Not changing got you this far. But here's where it stops.
People often wonder about me. Why I've never been married. Why up until six months ago I haven't had a steady girlfriend in years. Point is Cross, I'm not like anyone you've ever faced. Simply telling yourself that you're the greatest, simply stating that you will defeat me just doesn't cut it against me. Look at all the people who've said that over the last months. Adam Knite.. Steve Awesome.. Sexy Jason.. Spike Kane.. they all tried the same thing, and all have fallen. If you're not willing to give me everything you can, then so will you. I keep my personal feelings out of this, so only the match matters, and that's where I find the strength to do the impossible. I don't want to hurt you Xavier, so I won't.. at least not intentionally. But I hope for your sake you change, because if you don't.. and you come at me again..
I won't be so forgiving next time.
Whatever it takes."
I'll do whatever it takes
To get you out of my life
I'll do whatever it takes
To just make you go away
To get you out of my life
I'll do whatever it takes
To just make you go away
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(Falcon sat on one of the spacious windowsills in the hotel room in Portland. In his hand he held the letter, actually a printed text copy of the letter Nelly Angel had written him.)
Falcon: Ahh good old Nelly. Nelly Angel is a man I admire, not just one I respect. You see, Nelly sees things much in the same way I do. Much in the same way Jack Hammond should. But sometimes when things just don't jell a certain way, Nelly loses sight of certain things, so as a friend.. I'd like to clarify a few things for him. One, the purpose of the AotR was to make the rest of the roster change to fight us. We became the evil, and they were supposed to become the heroes and put us down. It didn't work, because people were stubborn idiots. It wasn't a flaw in the plan, just we overestimated the opposition. But I'd like to thank you for trying regardless. Two, the Forgotten is the same ideal I've had my whole life. Fight for those who work hard and go unrewarded. Spike I chose because he was considered a joke by many, while somehow being a legend. So this was his redemption. Diamond I chose because he is one of the hardest working men I know, and was always overlooked. Corvis, because he had the same convictions, and he could become one of the next pioneers of this company. Keeton, because he was willing to start at the bottom, despite being a veteran. They were chosen for their dreams and ideals, not their super cool personalities. Sure, Rob has been a bit of a... meanie.. lately.. but he's under a lot of pressure. He'll be alright. Trust me. As for you.. with Keeton taking a leave of absence to be with his family, we currently have an opening.. interested? If not, no big deal. And I'm totally down for ice cream sometime after Transgression.
(Falcon pauses, in thought a moment.)
Falcon: Well, since I have your attention. Let me just gripe about some of the.. characters.. in the Riot match.
No, Steve.. I made you. Also that crazy thing was the best part about you.
This chaos crap is exactly why you didn't win the title in the first place Kristoff.
I hope you win from number one Jake. It just might help you get your head out of your ass.
Fifty thousand dollars to whoever eliminates Lance Ryan so I don't have to hear the same speech one more time. Five hundred if its Hexx, Happy or Scotty Calloway.
Take off that Deadpool mask before I have Jimmy Turner take you into the closet for some alone time.
You had better win Hunter. All I'm saying.
That's what.. six people? Well, the six people I have something legit to say to anyway. So... finito..
(End.)
You're falling
And I'm not about to pick you up
There's something
In your voice that makes me sick
So sick of the insults
So sick of the torment
So sick of everything
Break Everything
I'll do whatever it takes
To get you out of my life
I'll do whatever it takes
To just make you go away
And I'm not about to pick you up
There's something
In your voice that makes me sick
So sick of the insults
So sick of the torment
So sick of everything
Break Everything
I'll do whatever it takes
To get you out of my life
I'll do whatever it takes
To just make you go away