Post by Kelly Fox on Feb 27, 2010 21:04:51 GMT -6
{Zelda in her full wrestling attire, holding the Women’s championship, walks towards a long brick building. She has something in her hands, draped in a black cloth as she whistles the Super Mario Bros tune. She pushes the big glass doors open and we see Zelda walking into a school building. Several of the young kids recognize her and swarm towards her, owing and awing and some wanting her to stop and talk, but Zelda has no time for that as she heads straight for the front office. As soon as Zelda walks in the older lady behind the large counter and desk looks her over and her eyes go wide seeing her get up.}
Woman: I’m sorry miss, but you can’t come into a school dressed like…….. Zelda?!
{Zelda jus smiles at Mrs. Little who jumps from her chair and extends her hand towards Zelda. Zelda shakes it over the counter top.}
Zelda: It’s good to see you Mrs. Little.
Mrs. Little: It feels weird seeing you back in this office after all these years… it seemed like you spent more time in this office than you did in the classrooms.
{Zelda smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of her neck as she lowers her head.}
Mrs. Little: There’s no reason to dwindle on that now is there. I hear you’ve done quite well for yourself since you left, but boy did I hate seeing you quit like that….
Zelda: Yeah… I just couldn’t take it anymore… but I had decided what I wanted to do, so why stick around in a place you hate….
Mrs. Little: Still a shame…..
Zelda: Anyway, is Mr. Boner… I mean Bonner around?
Mrs. Little: Of course he is honey, I’ll let him know somebody is hear to see him.
{Zelda stands there waiting, whistling to herself as several kids walk by a gawk at her. She smiles as she sees a tall portly man walking through his office door towards her. His expression remains blank and stoic as he makes his way towards Zelda. He stops and shakes his head back and forth as Zelda smiles at him.}
Mr. Bonner: So why are you gracing me with your presence Miss Knite, last time I saw you, you were walking out that door with middle finger raised.
Zelda: You remember that time you told me I would never amount to anything, that how without a high school education I would never go anywhere in life?
Mr. Bonner: I seem to remember that, yes.
{Zelda throws the cloth off the woman’s title and shoves it within an inch of Bonner’s nose as she screams out.}
Zelda: Boo Yea!
{Bonner pushes the belt out of his face and just stars at the smug face of Zelda, she drops the title and looks back confused.}
Mr. Bonner: Is that supposed to impress me?
Zelda: uhhhh yeah? I’m a world champion….
Mr. Bonner: Hmph, you’re as immature as always, I assume you’re still also spending all your free time with your head stuck in your video games?
Zelda: What?! I’m like world famous, and I make a lot of money, how can you still be looking down at me!?
Mr. Bonner: Because Miss Knite, everybody who has ever known you, knows you’re good at picking worthless fights with your bad attitude and smug superiority complex, it’s no surprise you’d follow in the footsteps of your brother.
{Zelda lowers her head staring at the floor, she lifts the belt up again and points at it.}
Zelda: But…..
Mr. Bonner: And what is that going to mean to you, when in ten years your out of work, your body is broken down from all the punishment, and you can no longer live off anyone else? What then? Will you come back here and let me gloat in your face that I was right? Because with your level of dedication and lack of caring about your learning, about the only thing you’ll be able to do is dance on a table top….. or worse. I wouldn’t take pride in being a sideshow Miss Knite.
Zelda: Now you listen to me you pompous jerk, I had a dream, I went out and I made it a reality and that’s eating you away inside because you know I make more than you and your master degree butt for doing one show!
Mr. Bonner: I’m sorry that you came here looking for some measure of revenge, but you’re not going to find it, because this little belt you’re carrying around doesn’t peak my interest in the slightest, and wealth my dear Miss Knite isn’t just measured by a pay check.
Zelda: Screw you….
{Zelda turns around and storms out of the office as the onlookers stare in amazement of the scene they just witnessed. ZK drags the belt as she swings the front door wildly open and storms away.}
SOMETIME LATER THAT DAY
{We flash back to Zelda as we see her standing in front of a television with a small plastic guitar strapped over her shoulder. She plays the game as tears roll down from her eyes, making what makeup she has on run down her face as well. She is hitting every key on the toy guitar harder and harder and continues to mess up and miss timing her actions. Eventually Zelda screams out….}
Zelda: ARRRRRRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
{Zelda takes the plastic guiter and begins smashing it into the floor violently several times, pieces fly around before she slings it across the room into the wall and falls to her knees, putting her face into her hands and crying somemore. Adam calmly walks into the room and stares at his sister confused.}
Adam: What is wrong with you?
Zelda: Leave me alone…..
Adam: Oh, when you put it so nicely how can I say no… I know….”NO”. It better not be because of this game, because if it is, that’s really lame Zel.
Zelda: **** off
{Adam’s casual expression turns to one of anger he storms over to Zelda and lifts her right off the ground by one arm and holds her up as she slumps over, hanging towards the floor.}
Adam: You listen to me, you’re living in my house, you’re living off me, and I’ve done everything I could to make sure you’re comfortable here. When I’m sitting in my room enjoying a nice phone conversation with my wife, who is living miles away because she couldn’t stand my little sister, then I hear said sister in here smashing up crap and crying on the floor, I expect answers to my questions without any profanities being thrown my way, now… what’s wrong with you?!
{Adam lets go of Zelda’s arm and she flops limply back to the floor.}
Zelda: Nothing… it’s just the game….
{Adam rolls his eyes as he turns around and heads towards the door.}
Adam: Sheesh… grow up Z.
{Adam exits as Zelda turns over to her back and stares at the ceiling blankly as we slowly fade away.}
You look down at me, I can see it, I can tell it, because I’ve experienced it first hand, more times than I care to remember. Everywhere I turn it seems somebody views me as a silly little girl, who just needs to grow up. Someone who is too childish, saying things like “someday you’ll understand”. Screw understanding, screw “someday”. You may look down at me and, everyone may look down at me, it won’t stop me from being me, it won’t stop me from continuing to live my life, how I want to live it. Why worry about tomorrow when today is right in front of your face?
You want to break me, you want to crush my spirit. I’m not stupid, I’m not braindead, no matter what anybody says, I know why I was attacked two weeks ago, I know why I had to be taken down a notch, it’s because you wanted to break me before this match ever started. You want to crush my will to keep going, get in my head, make me second guess myself, well it’s not going to work, it’s not going to dwell in my head.. why you ask?
….. because I cannot be broken. Not by you, not by anybody, no matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, I will go on. You can bloody me, you can beat me up, leave bruises over my entire body and I will not be broken.
You can break my legs, smash every bone in my body, and I will not fall. I will not go away, I will not stop fighting. Even if you lay me down on the mat and pin my shoulders one two three, you will not break me, you will not stop my desire. I have something that you can never take away, I have something that will never stop burning inside of me, my desire to always prove that I am more than what I’ve been labeled, I am more than some goof off that everybody writes off. I have my heart, and you can try as hard as you want but you’ll never be able to rip that out of my chest.
I will not be broken, because after Sunday, no matter what happens, I have proven that I am one of the best, I have shown what I can do. You can walk around with my title around your waist and proclaim you’ve risen to the top, but in reality, you’ll always know that you were number two, you were the second person to be to the top of the mountain. You’ll never feel that surge of energy, of excelleration that comes from knowing that your name will forever be associated with this title. In the future when space robots rule the earth and are looking back at mankinds history, they will see my name associated with greatness, not yours.
So do your worst, do everything you think you have to, I don’t care, I really don’t, because I will be ready. I will be prepared for whatever you can muster up, and no matter the outcome, I’ll know I’m a winner, I’ll know that I succeeded in everything I set out to accomplish. That’s why you won’t be able to break me, that’s why no matter what you do at Crossroads… I will still be Zelda Knite, and you can never take that away from me.
I Will Never Be Broken…. The End….
Woman: I’m sorry miss, but you can’t come into a school dressed like…….. Zelda?!
{Zelda jus smiles at Mrs. Little who jumps from her chair and extends her hand towards Zelda. Zelda shakes it over the counter top.}
Zelda: It’s good to see you Mrs. Little.
Mrs. Little: It feels weird seeing you back in this office after all these years… it seemed like you spent more time in this office than you did in the classrooms.
{Zelda smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of her neck as she lowers her head.}
Mrs. Little: There’s no reason to dwindle on that now is there. I hear you’ve done quite well for yourself since you left, but boy did I hate seeing you quit like that….
Zelda: Yeah… I just couldn’t take it anymore… but I had decided what I wanted to do, so why stick around in a place you hate….
Mrs. Little: Still a shame…..
Zelda: Anyway, is Mr. Boner… I mean Bonner around?
Mrs. Little: Of course he is honey, I’ll let him know somebody is hear to see him.
{Zelda stands there waiting, whistling to herself as several kids walk by a gawk at her. She smiles as she sees a tall portly man walking through his office door towards her. His expression remains blank and stoic as he makes his way towards Zelda. He stops and shakes his head back and forth as Zelda smiles at him.}
Mr. Bonner: So why are you gracing me with your presence Miss Knite, last time I saw you, you were walking out that door with middle finger raised.
Zelda: You remember that time you told me I would never amount to anything, that how without a high school education I would never go anywhere in life?
Mr. Bonner: I seem to remember that, yes.
{Zelda throws the cloth off the woman’s title and shoves it within an inch of Bonner’s nose as she screams out.}
Zelda: Boo Yea!
{Bonner pushes the belt out of his face and just stars at the smug face of Zelda, she drops the title and looks back confused.}
Mr. Bonner: Is that supposed to impress me?
Zelda: uhhhh yeah? I’m a world champion….
Mr. Bonner: Hmph, you’re as immature as always, I assume you’re still also spending all your free time with your head stuck in your video games?
Zelda: What?! I’m like world famous, and I make a lot of money, how can you still be looking down at me!?
Mr. Bonner: Because Miss Knite, everybody who has ever known you, knows you’re good at picking worthless fights with your bad attitude and smug superiority complex, it’s no surprise you’d follow in the footsteps of your brother.
{Zelda lowers her head staring at the floor, she lifts the belt up again and points at it.}
Zelda: But…..
Mr. Bonner: And what is that going to mean to you, when in ten years your out of work, your body is broken down from all the punishment, and you can no longer live off anyone else? What then? Will you come back here and let me gloat in your face that I was right? Because with your level of dedication and lack of caring about your learning, about the only thing you’ll be able to do is dance on a table top….. or worse. I wouldn’t take pride in being a sideshow Miss Knite.
Zelda: Now you listen to me you pompous jerk, I had a dream, I went out and I made it a reality and that’s eating you away inside because you know I make more than you and your master degree butt for doing one show!
Mr. Bonner: I’m sorry that you came here looking for some measure of revenge, but you’re not going to find it, because this little belt you’re carrying around doesn’t peak my interest in the slightest, and wealth my dear Miss Knite isn’t just measured by a pay check.
Zelda: Screw you….
{Zelda turns around and storms out of the office as the onlookers stare in amazement of the scene they just witnessed. ZK drags the belt as she swings the front door wildly open and storms away.}
SOMETIME LATER THAT DAY
{We flash back to Zelda as we see her standing in front of a television with a small plastic guitar strapped over her shoulder. She plays the game as tears roll down from her eyes, making what makeup she has on run down her face as well. She is hitting every key on the toy guitar harder and harder and continues to mess up and miss timing her actions. Eventually Zelda screams out….}
Zelda: ARRRRRRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
{Zelda takes the plastic guiter and begins smashing it into the floor violently several times, pieces fly around before she slings it across the room into the wall and falls to her knees, putting her face into her hands and crying somemore. Adam calmly walks into the room and stares at his sister confused.}
Adam: What is wrong with you?
Zelda: Leave me alone…..
Adam: Oh, when you put it so nicely how can I say no… I know….”NO”. It better not be because of this game, because if it is, that’s really lame Zel.
Zelda: **** off
{Adam’s casual expression turns to one of anger he storms over to Zelda and lifts her right off the ground by one arm and holds her up as she slumps over, hanging towards the floor.}
Adam: You listen to me, you’re living in my house, you’re living off me, and I’ve done everything I could to make sure you’re comfortable here. When I’m sitting in my room enjoying a nice phone conversation with my wife, who is living miles away because she couldn’t stand my little sister, then I hear said sister in here smashing up crap and crying on the floor, I expect answers to my questions without any profanities being thrown my way, now… what’s wrong with you?!
{Adam lets go of Zelda’s arm and she flops limply back to the floor.}
Zelda: Nothing… it’s just the game….
{Adam rolls his eyes as he turns around and heads towards the door.}
Adam: Sheesh… grow up Z.
{Adam exits as Zelda turns over to her back and stares at the ceiling blankly as we slowly fade away.}
You look down at me, I can see it, I can tell it, because I’ve experienced it first hand, more times than I care to remember. Everywhere I turn it seems somebody views me as a silly little girl, who just needs to grow up. Someone who is too childish, saying things like “someday you’ll understand”. Screw understanding, screw “someday”. You may look down at me and, everyone may look down at me, it won’t stop me from being me, it won’t stop me from continuing to live my life, how I want to live it. Why worry about tomorrow when today is right in front of your face?
You want to break me, you want to crush my spirit. I’m not stupid, I’m not braindead, no matter what anybody says, I know why I was attacked two weeks ago, I know why I had to be taken down a notch, it’s because you wanted to break me before this match ever started. You want to crush my will to keep going, get in my head, make me second guess myself, well it’s not going to work, it’s not going to dwell in my head.. why you ask?
….. because I cannot be broken. Not by you, not by anybody, no matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, I will go on. You can bloody me, you can beat me up, leave bruises over my entire body and I will not be broken.
You can break my legs, smash every bone in my body, and I will not fall. I will not go away, I will not stop fighting. Even if you lay me down on the mat and pin my shoulders one two three, you will not break me, you will not stop my desire. I have something that you can never take away, I have something that will never stop burning inside of me, my desire to always prove that I am more than what I’ve been labeled, I am more than some goof off that everybody writes off. I have my heart, and you can try as hard as you want but you’ll never be able to rip that out of my chest.
I will not be broken, because after Sunday, no matter what happens, I have proven that I am one of the best, I have shown what I can do. You can walk around with my title around your waist and proclaim you’ve risen to the top, but in reality, you’ll always know that you were number two, you were the second person to be to the top of the mountain. You’ll never feel that surge of energy, of excelleration that comes from knowing that your name will forever be associated with this title. In the future when space robots rule the earth and are looking back at mankinds history, they will see my name associated with greatness, not yours.
So do your worst, do everything you think you have to, I don’t care, I really don’t, because I will be ready. I will be prepared for whatever you can muster up, and no matter the outcome, I’ll know I’m a winner, I’ll know that I succeeded in everything I set out to accomplish. That’s why you won’t be able to break me, that’s why no matter what you do at Crossroads… I will still be Zelda Knite, and you can never take that away from me.
I Will Never Be Broken…. The End….