Post by Maniac on Jan 2, 2011 7:48:10 GMT -6
I'm not arguing semantics dear Father.
I'm not one the one twisting all my words around.
I'm not the one searching for the lie in between my truths.
"Oh you wear a mask so your hiding from your sins."
I have not worn my mask once when speaking to you Father. I have come forward as Chris Diamond and spoke to you as Chris Diamond. I never once said that Maniac or anyone else destroyed your church. Quite to the contrary.
As for you Father, you need to take responsibility for your actions. You need to see what you have done and accept that it was wrong. YOU. NOT. ME. Need to see the error of your ways.
I'm not going to do play with you forever Father.
I have presented the world with the real you.
The you that you try to hide.
And like a injured little girl bleeding from between her legs you cry from the corner and tell me I'm wrong.
I don't know what I'm talking about?
YOU proclaimed yourself sent by God to beat people senseless until they either repented or died.
YOU proclaimed yourself on a mission of a higher authority.
YOU.
And when it all fell apart in the palms of your hands, I asked simply where was your God if you are such a cherished member of his family? Your response?
He's mysterious.
He's magical.
He works in creepy under the bed kind of ways.
Your pitiful Karras.
Your not his solider.
Your not his son.
You.
Are.
The.
Devil.
Yes we all know that I am Chris Diamond, I am a man, cut me and I will bleed. But underneath the fleshy exterior their beats the heart of a monster and it is not an excuse. It is not my way to justify what I do. IT IS SIMPLY THE TRUTH.
But your soul?
It's black.
Tainted with the touch of Lucifer.
And you care not to see it.
You continue doing what your doing, walking the same dark path, ignoring all the signs before you.
This is the end of the road Father.
You've got no where to turn off.
No more gravel ahead.
Dead End.
[/color]I'm not one the one twisting all my words around.
I'm not the one searching for the lie in between my truths.
"Oh you wear a mask so your hiding from your sins."
I have not worn my mask once when speaking to you Father. I have come forward as Chris Diamond and spoke to you as Chris Diamond. I never once said that Maniac or anyone else destroyed your church. Quite to the contrary.
As for you Father, you need to take responsibility for your actions. You need to see what you have done and accept that it was wrong. YOU. NOT. ME. Need to see the error of your ways.
I'm not going to do play with you forever Father.
I have presented the world with the real you.
The you that you try to hide.
And like a injured little girl bleeding from between her legs you cry from the corner and tell me I'm wrong.
I don't know what I'm talking about?
YOU proclaimed yourself sent by God to beat people senseless until they either repented or died.
YOU proclaimed yourself on a mission of a higher authority.
YOU.
And when it all fell apart in the palms of your hands, I asked simply where was your God if you are such a cherished member of his family? Your response?
He's mysterious.
He's magical.
He works in creepy under the bed kind of ways.
Your pitiful Karras.
Your not his solider.
Your not his son.
You.
Are.
The.
Devil.
Yes we all know that I am Chris Diamond, I am a man, cut me and I will bleed. But underneath the fleshy exterior their beats the heart of a monster and it is not an excuse. It is not my way to justify what I do. IT IS SIMPLY THE TRUTH.
But your soul?
It's black.
Tainted with the touch of Lucifer.
And you care not to see it.
You continue doing what your doing, walking the same dark path, ignoring all the signs before you.
This is the end of the road Father.
You've got no where to turn off.
No more gravel ahead.
Dead End.
{ Ayla St. James and Sandy Rayne stepped into the Target Center where Time to Riot is taking place. They shook off the cold and began to head deeper into the arena, past all the stage hands and a few wrestlers. }
"Are you sure about this Sandy? Last time we saw Chris he was on the verge of killing Lex Sense, Joe Everyman and Gabriel."
"Ayla, I have to talk to him before he goes through with this match. He and Gabriel are going to kill each other out there and it's my fault."
{ Rayne started to walk a little faster, Ayla caught up. }
"You can't blame yourself, Chris is insane."[/color]
"I can blame myself. If it wasn't for me in the first place we wouldn't be in this situation. I loved him Ayla, and instead of acting on those feelings I pushed him away."
"So he's a butt hear 39 year old man, it's not your fault."
{ Rayne stopped and turned, her face barely holding back her emotions. }
"IT IS!"
{ She turned back down the hall way and kept walking. Ayla dragged her feet behind her. She loved Sandy but she was getting real tired of hearing about Chris. Rayne reached the men's locker room and went to knock on the door... }
"Sandy..."[/color]
{ She turned and Chris was standing right next to her, no mask, no costume, just Chris Diamond in street clothes. }
"Chris..."
"What are you doing here?"[/color]
"I came to talk to you... To... Get you to stop."
"Stop?"[/color]
"This match with Gabriel, I can't let it happen."
{ Sandy looked genuinely upset, she still loved him regardless of the things he'd done. }
"Please Chris, don't fight him anymore. Just walk away from this match. From nCw. Just walk away and... and..."
{ Ayla was just down the hall, listening in, she didn't like what she was hearing. }
"I'll come back Chris. We can be a real family, you, me and the baby. Please just don't fight him."
"We can be together?"[/color]
"Forever."
{ Chris was surprised, he didn't know what to say, so he said the only thing he could think of. }
"Sandy..."[/color]
"Yeah?"
"I love you."[/color]
{ Rayne leaped forward and wrapped her arms around Chris, hoping, praying that this meant he was done with this war. Chris didn't hug her back, he only looked down and regarded her as a hunter regards his prey. }
"But I must see this through to the end. First I destroy Gabriel Karras... Then we can talk about our Family."[/color]
{ Chris leaned forward and kissed her on the head and without another single word he turned and walked away from her. Sandy fell back against the wall, hurt, sad, and heart broken. Ayla casually walked up to her. }
"So?"[/color]
"He's going to kill him..."
"Who?"[/color]
"Chris... He's going to kill Gabriel..."
{ Ayla's lips curled into a smile. }
"Good."[/color]
{ Fade. }
I love that you have to lie to yourself to feel better.
I love that you stand alone with nothing but your lies.
I love that no one believes in you anymore.
I have single handily destroyed your entire life.
I did it.
Me.
Chris Diamond.
Yes Gabriel, that's right.
Your poor little theory is all backward as usual.
Maniac is Chris Diamond is Maniac.
We are one in the same.
Same man.
Same monster.
And this match will have the same outcome.
You are not the first person I dedicated my life to destroying. There have been countless others. And all of them have said the same things.
I'm just some loser in a mask.
Just some guy in a costume.
Some dude playing villain.
Ask Rob how much fun our play time was.
Ask Mike Honcho if it was all pretend.
Ask Lex Sense if he enjoyed our time together?
We could go even further back. I'm sure my old friend Blade would love to tell you about our fun matches together.
I ended his career.
Like I'm going to end yours.
I know you watch these cute little promos and you dig and you dig and you dig for anything you can use against me but Gabriel, you have to realize by now that it is all for naught.
This match will be the last great thing you do in nCw. People will watch as the Devil is made flesh before their very eyes, as he is ripped to pieces by a true son of God, as his soul is removed from his vessel and cast back into the fiery pits of Hell.
You will be the new martyr.
You will be my message to nCw.
Change.
Or suffer as Karras did suffer.
Where you failed.
I succeed.
I will bring about the change you once promised. I will open their eyes to the world. I will make them see how pointless and ridiculous their life's have become. No longer will they stand around water coolers discussing Falcon's latest attempt at being something other than the real life incarnation of Superman. They will cease the pointless discussions, the tiresome monologues and they will finally live their life's as God intended.
Through fire.
And pain.
And destruction.
I will save them all.
As for you?
I will bury you.
In the ground.
And you will be dead.
Amen.[/color][/center]