Post by The Ace on Mar 25, 2010 20:11:23 GMT -6
'Fatal' by RZA starts playing over the end credits of Blade Trinity, the final installment of a fairly successful franchise and overall one of my husband's favourite films.
Of course he's seen it quite a few times, and even before it began he knew how it would end, and I can't help feeling that my husband already knows too how this match with Sephiroth will end - before it even begins.
Last month he was facing Cross, this month a vampire - popularly believed to be warded off by crosses and garlic, obviously Diamond had a sense of humour about this whole thing, though clearly The Ace is not amused and hasn't been all week, as you could probably tell.
Perhaps that is why he's asleep beside me now in our bed, not in a coffin or any of that other stereotypical crap that Seph probably caters to, vampires were cool in the eighties and nineties, now they're just angst ridden emo teens. The monster of the myth has long since died.
Dead - much like my husband's interest in this match, and like you would have the world believe you are but I - no we - see the truth for what it is. Behind the make up and the fake fangs, you Seph are just another undeserving rookie looking to make a name off of my husband. To you, this match is all about showing the company you belong, to him its about proving the opposite.
You know when Jake first started his attack on your gimmick and its lack of realism, I grit my teeth because I was sure you'd be like all the others and question the realism of when I was under the delusion that I was a cat. But you didn't go there, and I suspect its because you lack the courage of your convictions. You are so wrapped up in telling your own story to the world that you have not really gone either on the defensive or offensive.
I hope for your sake that's only because you realise my husband was right, you are delusional, just as I was and maybe, just maybe when my baby hits you with the Ace-Plant, you'll snap out of it, but I doubt it.
You are too far gone, infact you probably believe that if you bit me, you'd turn me, and maybe this would all play out like in Blade for my unborn child, but that is just fantasy.This is reality.
This is my reality, watching my darling sleep. What is he dreaming right now I wonder? I know what he dreamt of as a child, he's told me many times that he used to fantasise about how cool it would be to be a cyborg...or a vampire. So I can totally see why it might appeal to you guys, but this is unhealthy Seph. You need to grow out of it - just like Jake did.
I can understand the allure of the fantasy, truly I can. As a little girl I wanted to live in the Kingdom of the Fairies, but as my mother always said 'You gotta grow up sometime' and I know if you take him lightly, Jake will force you to grow up real fast in that ring. As I've already said, there's nothing sexy about vampires anymore, sure the connotations to sexual liberation used to be appealing and shocking to the Victorian masses, but nowadays vampyrism is just a marketing tool of popular culture. A fad that will inevitably surface from time to time but never long enough to dominate the scene. Rather like my husband's career in that respect, and if you don't want to learn from him, then by all means continue making the mistakes you are.
Because in the end, all it takes is one mistake.
One mistake - straight through your heart...
Of course he's seen it quite a few times, and even before it began he knew how it would end, and I can't help feeling that my husband already knows too how this match with Sephiroth will end - before it even begins.
Last month he was facing Cross, this month a vampire - popularly believed to be warded off by crosses and garlic, obviously Diamond had a sense of humour about this whole thing, though clearly The Ace is not amused and hasn't been all week, as you could probably tell.
Perhaps that is why he's asleep beside me now in our bed, not in a coffin or any of that other stereotypical crap that Seph probably caters to, vampires were cool in the eighties and nineties, now they're just angst ridden emo teens. The monster of the myth has long since died.
Dead - much like my husband's interest in this match, and like you would have the world believe you are but I - no we - see the truth for what it is. Behind the make up and the fake fangs, you Seph are just another undeserving rookie looking to make a name off of my husband. To you, this match is all about showing the company you belong, to him its about proving the opposite.
You know when Jake first started his attack on your gimmick and its lack of realism, I grit my teeth because I was sure you'd be like all the others and question the realism of when I was under the delusion that I was a cat. But you didn't go there, and I suspect its because you lack the courage of your convictions. You are so wrapped up in telling your own story to the world that you have not really gone either on the defensive or offensive.
I hope for your sake that's only because you realise my husband was right, you are delusional, just as I was and maybe, just maybe when my baby hits you with the Ace-Plant, you'll snap out of it, but I doubt it.
You are too far gone, infact you probably believe that if you bit me, you'd turn me, and maybe this would all play out like in Blade for my unborn child, but that is just fantasy.This is reality.
This is my reality, watching my darling sleep. What is he dreaming right now I wonder? I know what he dreamt of as a child, he's told me many times that he used to fantasise about how cool it would be to be a cyborg...or a vampire. So I can totally see why it might appeal to you guys, but this is unhealthy Seph. You need to grow out of it - just like Jake did.
I can understand the allure of the fantasy, truly I can. As a little girl I wanted to live in the Kingdom of the Fairies, but as my mother always said 'You gotta grow up sometime' and I know if you take him lightly, Jake will force you to grow up real fast in that ring. As I've already said, there's nothing sexy about vampires anymore, sure the connotations to sexual liberation used to be appealing and shocking to the Victorian masses, but nowadays vampyrism is just a marketing tool of popular culture. A fad that will inevitably surface from time to time but never long enough to dominate the scene. Rather like my husband's career in that respect, and if you don't want to learn from him, then by all means continue making the mistakes you are.
Because in the end, all it takes is one mistake.
One mistake - straight through your heart...