Post by Falcon on Feb 25, 2010 3:39:40 GMT -6
"Physically, Jimmy Zane is a prime specimen....
I mean, look at him. He's physically fit, enough so that most drunks in a bar would think twice about picking a fight. He has the speed of a NFL wideout. The atheleticism of the most dedicated sports star. He's tough as nails and determined to do whatever he feels necessary to get to where he wants to be. Wrestling is in his blood, literally. His father was a ring legend in this, and other companies around the world. How can I compete with that?
I can't.
See, on paper, it looks like I would never win a wrestling match in my entire life. On paper I'm just a average guy from the suburbs of Boston. Jimmy Zane could walk into any company he wants and achieve instant recognition. I have to start at the bottom and work my way up each and every time I sign the name Kyle Braddock on that dotted line. On paper, he outclasses me in each and every single way. I guess the only thing I have going for me is..
We don't wrestle on paper.
Do we?" "
(He was waiting for her outside the bathroom door. She exited, wiping her mouth off with a tissue and holding a cup of mouth rinse. She looked puzzled at the dead set expression on his face.)
Serenity: What's up, babe?
Falcon: Tell me what's going on....
(She looked at his narrowed eyes and immediately became infuriated. She didn't even really know why. She'd been dodging his questions for weeks.)
Serenity: I'm fine. It's just the flu. You know how winter is in New England.
Falcon: Yes, I do. However, I know there's more to the flu than just puking your guts out. Usually, sniffling, sneezing, achey head and congestion and all that crap you hear about in the Theraflu commercials. Please.. I know you have to know something by now. I want you to tell me.
(He was pleading with her, and that only seemed to piss her off more.)
Serenity: It's my ****ing life Kyle... when I want you to get into it I'll tell you to...
(Falcon sighed. She only called him Kyle when she was mad. She took the brief pause as the end of it, and started off. He followed.)
Falcon: Are you bulemic?
(Simple question. But instead of an honest answer she turned and slapped him once across the side of his face.)
Serenity: What the **** is wrong with you? Do I look like some blonde tramp you would pick up in a bar? I go to the gym, same as you. I do not have this hot ****ing body by sticking my hand down my throat. Maybe your other little whore girlfriends do, but not me. But if that's what you're into, fine.. go off and play with those diseased skanks. I'm sure Steve would be happy to share some numbers with you. Just don't come crying to me when you can't get the smell off your cock.
(She turned and stormed off. He just stood there, staring at the floor. She reached the turn for the hallway and turned to look back at him. A faint mist welling up in her eyes... then she was gone.)
Falcon: ..........there's nobody for me.... but you....
(Falcon turned and entered the bathroom. Something in the garbage can caught his attention. It was small and white, a rectangular tube. A pregnancy test if you need me to spell it out for you. He picked it up and looked at it. The camera being unable to see the result. He then grabbed the box and compared the two. He couldn't make heads or tails of it.)
Falcon: This is all greek to me... but.. Angel would know...
(He placed the test back in the box, and put the box in his back pocket. Then he grabbed the garbage bag in the bathroom, closed it up, and left the room with it.)
"You see Jimmy, I had this match made because not only did I want to face you and finally make you understand that the only thing holding you back is your attitude, but I wanted to give you a chance to grow as a person. Now, I know you cut a promo with a dramatic ending. I haven't even seen the part 2, honest to god I haven't, but I'm going to say that right now I'm eighty percent certain the mysterious voice you heard was your father. And he faked his death for one reason or another, a reason which prevented him from telling you. That's all well and good, if it's true. So here's what I want you to do. I want you to..
Come find me at the arena....
Look me dead in the face....
And tell me the God's honest truth....
To be honest, Chris was trying to sell me on doing some parody of you and your search for missing treasures. He even handed me a fedora and a bullwhip and told me to go to town. I even started writing one up, even talked to some of my friends to be extras, but then I put it down. I decided that you really didn't deserve it. Ok, maybe you do, but I thought there just might be a chance that you are telling the truth, that you really had no idea what was going on and you are just looking for answers. So I'm giving you this chance to show me that you really are serious. If I believe you, everyone else might to. Who knows..
Stranger things have happened.
You see, James, I requested this match be falls count anywhere. I picked a generic match type that would not give me the distinct advantage of knowing what I was already getting into. Like the Bird Cage or Iron and Blood. I wanted this to be as even as possible. Because I want one thing out of you, and one thing alone.
More than you can give.
I want you to not remember the last ten minutes of this match. I want you to become an unstoppable machine that doesn't think, doesn't feel. Just.. does. But I want you to constantly remind yourself that trying to act like me, won't help you beat me. Trying to talk like me, won't help you beat me. I want you to show me these Brand New Day. But you have to remember...
Dawn is when the bird flies the highest.
Can you ride the wings of Eagles?"
I mean, look at him. He's physically fit, enough so that most drunks in a bar would think twice about picking a fight. He has the speed of a NFL wideout. The atheleticism of the most dedicated sports star. He's tough as nails and determined to do whatever he feels necessary to get to where he wants to be. Wrestling is in his blood, literally. His father was a ring legend in this, and other companies around the world. How can I compete with that?
I can't.
See, on paper, it looks like I would never win a wrestling match in my entire life. On paper I'm just a average guy from the suburbs of Boston. Jimmy Zane could walk into any company he wants and achieve instant recognition. I have to start at the bottom and work my way up each and every time I sign the name Kyle Braddock on that dotted line. On paper, he outclasses me in each and every single way. I guess the only thing I have going for me is..
We don't wrestle on paper.
Do we?" "
I still wonder when the medicine will take it's effect
And the injection they made it's all just left me the same
It's hard to concentrate with echoes of your voice in my head
From all you said I'm still paralyzed
[/i][/right]And the injection they made it's all just left me the same
It's hard to concentrate with echoes of your voice in my head
From all you said I'm still paralyzed
(He was waiting for her outside the bathroom door. She exited, wiping her mouth off with a tissue and holding a cup of mouth rinse. She looked puzzled at the dead set expression on his face.)
Serenity: What's up, babe?
Falcon: Tell me what's going on....
(She looked at his narrowed eyes and immediately became infuriated. She didn't even really know why. She'd been dodging his questions for weeks.)
Serenity: I'm fine. It's just the flu. You know how winter is in New England.
Falcon: Yes, I do. However, I know there's more to the flu than just puking your guts out. Usually, sniffling, sneezing, achey head and congestion and all that crap you hear about in the Theraflu commercials. Please.. I know you have to know something by now. I want you to tell me.
(He was pleading with her, and that only seemed to piss her off more.)
Serenity: It's my ****ing life Kyle... when I want you to get into it I'll tell you to...
(Falcon sighed. She only called him Kyle when she was mad. She took the brief pause as the end of it, and started off. He followed.)
Falcon: Are you bulemic?
(Simple question. But instead of an honest answer she turned and slapped him once across the side of his face.)
Serenity: What the **** is wrong with you? Do I look like some blonde tramp you would pick up in a bar? I go to the gym, same as you. I do not have this hot ****ing body by sticking my hand down my throat. Maybe your other little whore girlfriends do, but not me. But if that's what you're into, fine.. go off and play with those diseased skanks. I'm sure Steve would be happy to share some numbers with you. Just don't come crying to me when you can't get the smell off your cock.
(She turned and stormed off. He just stood there, staring at the floor. She reached the turn for the hallway and turned to look back at him. A faint mist welling up in her eyes... then she was gone.)
Falcon: ..........there's nobody for me.... but you....
(Falcon turned and entered the bathroom. Something in the garbage can caught his attention. It was small and white, a rectangular tube. A pregnancy test if you need me to spell it out for you. He picked it up and looked at it. The camera being unable to see the result. He then grabbed the box and compared the two. He couldn't make heads or tails of it.)
Falcon: This is all greek to me... but.. Angel would know...
(He placed the test back in the box, and put the box in his back pocket. Then he grabbed the garbage bag in the bathroom, closed it up, and left the room with it.)
I'm almost out of breath from saying things I'll regret
My time is over.. I can't do this alone
But I'm almost out of breath from saying things I'll regret
My time is over.. I can't do this alone
[/i][/right]My time is over.. I can't do this alone
But I'm almost out of breath from saying things I'll regret
My time is over.. I can't do this alone
"You see Jimmy, I had this match made because not only did I want to face you and finally make you understand that the only thing holding you back is your attitude, but I wanted to give you a chance to grow as a person. Now, I know you cut a promo with a dramatic ending. I haven't even seen the part 2, honest to god I haven't, but I'm going to say that right now I'm eighty percent certain the mysterious voice you heard was your father. And he faked his death for one reason or another, a reason which prevented him from telling you. That's all well and good, if it's true. So here's what I want you to do. I want you to..
Come find me at the arena....
Look me dead in the face....
And tell me the God's honest truth....
To be honest, Chris was trying to sell me on doing some parody of you and your search for missing treasures. He even handed me a fedora and a bullwhip and told me to go to town. I even started writing one up, even talked to some of my friends to be extras, but then I put it down. I decided that you really didn't deserve it. Ok, maybe you do, but I thought there just might be a chance that you are telling the truth, that you really had no idea what was going on and you are just looking for answers. So I'm giving you this chance to show me that you really are serious. If I believe you, everyone else might to. Who knows..
Stranger things have happened.
You see, James, I requested this match be falls count anywhere. I picked a generic match type that would not give me the distinct advantage of knowing what I was already getting into. Like the Bird Cage or Iron and Blood. I wanted this to be as even as possible. Because I want one thing out of you, and one thing alone.
More than you can give.
I want you to not remember the last ten minutes of this match. I want you to become an unstoppable machine that doesn't think, doesn't feel. Just.. does. But I want you to constantly remind yourself that trying to act like me, won't help you beat me. Trying to talk like me, won't help you beat me. I want you to show me these Brand New Day. But you have to remember...
Dawn is when the bird flies the highest.
Can you ride the wings of Eagles?"
I'm infected with you
Pull the plug already
Tell me before I go
That you're infected with me
I'm infected with you
Pull the plug already
Tell me before I go
That you're infected with me
I can't remember if I ever took a minute to say
That if it had to be now I'm glad it had to be me
I can't recuperate I'm never going to leave here alive
Just help me through this, don't let me die here
[/i][/right]Pull the plug already
Tell me before I go
That you're infected with me
I'm infected with you
Pull the plug already
Tell me before I go
That you're infected with me
I can't remember if I ever took a minute to say
That if it had to be now I'm glad it had to be me
I can't recuperate I'm never going to leave here alive
Just help me through this, don't let me die here