Post by Gib on Mar 28, 2010 5:51:47 GMT -6
It’s like there is an electricity in the air, causing that tingly sensation all over my body. Like the first time a girl touches your arm, the first night living on your own the feeling of excitement because I, for the first time in a long time am truly excited. Not because I anticipate victory, not because I am excited about finally shutting your mouth but because, beyond a shadow of a doubt I am happy about the next chapter of our story. See, I like things to be long and drawn out, I like to flirt with eloquence and grandeur and to say what I have planned for you and your loved ones is something grand is quite frankly an understatement.
You can claim that you took Xander under your wing because of your feelings of remorse for him, but everyone truly knows that you took him under your wing because you wanted me, because you wanted something a bit bigger, a bit meaner and a bit more dangerous then Gib, you wanted the reason that Gib is still relevant today and it was my run here, it was my domination of the top stars here that put life into the corpselike career of a fallen superstar one that no one cared about anymore.
And you wanted it…
You asked…
You begged…
And for what it is worth, Gib through complex psychological examinations and medication tried so hard for this to stop, he tried for this to end. Angel you brought me back from the dead with your attempted strangulation of Gib last week. Your game doesn’t work, you can’t try to kill a man one day and then go home and tuck your daughter in, because sometime, somewhere there is going to be someone bigger, tougher and more sick then you.
The hanging you attempted on Gib will pale in comparison to what I am going to do to you this weekend, your fate has been foreshadowed and your lack of concern is what will make this ever so much more exciting. Can you feel it too Angel? Are you getting that feeling in the pit of your stomach? Or is your head too far up your own ass to realize exactly what is on the line this weekend, because I can give you a little hint…
I am not happy taking only your title.
Gib hurts, he hurts so much at the betrayal of his own flesh and blood that I need to help him heal, and I will help him heal through retribution Angel. Smugness won’t save you, acting tough won’t save you… It is time you show your true emotions… Because if you won’t show your emotions willingly I will certainly drive them out of you this weekend…
Angel, no longer will you watch from above as things happen according to your plan, no longer will you look down upon us from a perch because whether you know it or not, whether you understand it or not your perch is crumbling, your perch is being torn asunder beneath your very feet and what happens when an Angel falls to the earth, when an Angel is forced to look at things through the perspective of a normal man…
He realizes he isn’t the only person on this planet…
See, I am your opposite; I am a honest version of you… You are the Angel who blows your trumpets and says one thing all while doing another. I am the man that speaks loudly from below; I am the man who speaks nothing but truths and promises. There will come a time when your daughter sees what you really are, just like Steve’s niece saw, and she will eventually realize that her whole life she was brought up by a hypocrite. A man who should be guilty of attempted murder.
But, that man walks, or at least his body does, and the wheels of justice albeit slow are steady. The wheels of justice turn with purpose, and every day that approach, every day they find their way inching closer to you. The foundation you have built your life upon is breaking and every single cocky statement you make from threatening me with a shotgun to claiming you aren’t nervous make the inevitable more enjoyable. All of these statements and your inability to see reality are where your weaknesses lie.
After this week you will be broken, you will be torn, you will be hurting and the only person that you will be able to blame is yourself, you started a war that you didn’t finish, I give you an A for effort but you aren’t a finisher are you, you aren’t man enough to tie up the loose ends… The ends that I will form into a knot, the ends that I will cauterize bringing this battle not to its end, but to its final chapter.
A chapter where you are the one humbled… A chapter when you are left of your knees cursing the gods for what they have done.
I will end you.
Xander… I know I was wrong, I can’t blame things on you and I wish you could stop blaming things on me because honestly these things aren’t going to bring Sophia back. You need to realize that Angel has used you, Angel doesn’t care and he will piss on you the first change he gets, he will toss you out and you will be left rejected again.
But me, I will make sure that you aren’t hurt anymore, find yourself back to me. I thought it was Angel that could deliver me from this monster, I thought that he could finally destroy him but I realize that this monster isn’t caused by my hatred or the wrongdoings on mankind…
It is caused by my humility…
By my failings…
I am the monster, but I can’t say goodbye to him. Unless you help.
This plea is to you Xander… Save me where I have failed you.
Make me whole again.
I am sorry.
You can claim that you took Xander under your wing because of your feelings of remorse for him, but everyone truly knows that you took him under your wing because you wanted me, because you wanted something a bit bigger, a bit meaner and a bit more dangerous then Gib, you wanted the reason that Gib is still relevant today and it was my run here, it was my domination of the top stars here that put life into the corpselike career of a fallen superstar one that no one cared about anymore.
And you wanted it…
You asked…
You begged…
And for what it is worth, Gib through complex psychological examinations and medication tried so hard for this to stop, he tried for this to end. Angel you brought me back from the dead with your attempted strangulation of Gib last week. Your game doesn’t work, you can’t try to kill a man one day and then go home and tuck your daughter in, because sometime, somewhere there is going to be someone bigger, tougher and more sick then you.
The hanging you attempted on Gib will pale in comparison to what I am going to do to you this weekend, your fate has been foreshadowed and your lack of concern is what will make this ever so much more exciting. Can you feel it too Angel? Are you getting that feeling in the pit of your stomach? Or is your head too far up your own ass to realize exactly what is on the line this weekend, because I can give you a little hint…
I am not happy taking only your title.
Gib hurts, he hurts so much at the betrayal of his own flesh and blood that I need to help him heal, and I will help him heal through retribution Angel. Smugness won’t save you, acting tough won’t save you… It is time you show your true emotions… Because if you won’t show your emotions willingly I will certainly drive them out of you this weekend…
Angel, no longer will you watch from above as things happen according to your plan, no longer will you look down upon us from a perch because whether you know it or not, whether you understand it or not your perch is crumbling, your perch is being torn asunder beneath your very feet and what happens when an Angel falls to the earth, when an Angel is forced to look at things through the perspective of a normal man…
He realizes he isn’t the only person on this planet…
See, I am your opposite; I am a honest version of you… You are the Angel who blows your trumpets and says one thing all while doing another. I am the man that speaks loudly from below; I am the man who speaks nothing but truths and promises. There will come a time when your daughter sees what you really are, just like Steve’s niece saw, and she will eventually realize that her whole life she was brought up by a hypocrite. A man who should be guilty of attempted murder.
But, that man walks, or at least his body does, and the wheels of justice albeit slow are steady. The wheels of justice turn with purpose, and every day that approach, every day they find their way inching closer to you. The foundation you have built your life upon is breaking and every single cocky statement you make from threatening me with a shotgun to claiming you aren’t nervous make the inevitable more enjoyable. All of these statements and your inability to see reality are where your weaknesses lie.
After this week you will be broken, you will be torn, you will be hurting and the only person that you will be able to blame is yourself, you started a war that you didn’t finish, I give you an A for effort but you aren’t a finisher are you, you aren’t man enough to tie up the loose ends… The ends that I will form into a knot, the ends that I will cauterize bringing this battle not to its end, but to its final chapter.
A chapter where you are the one humbled… A chapter when you are left of your knees cursing the gods for what they have done.
I will end you.
(Static)
Xander… I know I was wrong, I can’t blame things on you and I wish you could stop blaming things on me because honestly these things aren’t going to bring Sophia back. You need to realize that Angel has used you, Angel doesn’t care and he will piss on you the first change he gets, he will toss you out and you will be left rejected again.
But me, I will make sure that you aren’t hurt anymore, find yourself back to me. I thought it was Angel that could deliver me from this monster, I thought that he could finally destroy him but I realize that this monster isn’t caused by my hatred or the wrongdoings on mankind…
It is caused by my humility…
By my failings…
I am the monster, but I can’t say goodbye to him. Unless you help.
This plea is to you Xander… Save me where I have failed you.
Make me whole again.
I am sorry.