Post by Rockwell Locke on Aug 27, 2011 16:21:01 GMT -6
The best things in life come in twos. I can’t explain my relationship with my brother to anyone who is not a twin. It’s almost as if we can read the other’s mind…Or in my case, he could fill in the gaps that I don’t remember. The fighting lately has made me feel pretty good. Even if some if I’ve taken some of the lumps.
Like a cut in your mouth that you can’t help but run your tongue over, I can’t keep from rubbing the lump on my head. With the bulge that’s coming from my hairline, you’d almost think it would’ve burst into a bloody mess. I guess I have thick skin, both literally and figuratively.
Spike and Brad…I’ve said all along, this is only business. Now, don’t get me wrong, you attacked me when I wasn’t looking and I’m going to cave your skulls in for that, but I don’t blame you. I don’t take it personally. You did what you had to do…and I do what I have to do.
I find it humorous that neither of you are trying to attack Leonard Fox or anyone like that. You could easily just sign a check, and Hamilton and I would go out and take care of business…and that’s exactly what this is, business. The Internationals called us some weird word, the I figured out means prostitutes…I may be a lot of things, even if I don’t remember them, but I’m sure that selling my body for money wasn’t and isn’t one of them. We offer a fee to take care of problems…and Brad…Fox considered you a problem. He didn’t share too many details with me over why he chose you, and in all honesty, I don’t care. I find you rather bland. The 30 second promo at the beginning of this week left plenty to be desired. A bland conversation and some of the cheesiest trash talk I’ve seen in a long time. Brad is the weaker twin…by far. Spike is the far more interesting twin.
What’s to say we haven’t fulfilled our mission? We’ve kept the Kane brothers distracted for a month. I find it humorous that these two guys have so much disdain for me and my brother. It’s just business.
Bland? How dare I call Brad bland. I’ve followed wrestling for a few years, and Spike has always entertained me. Spike never takes any crap from anyone and is willing to do whatever it takes to get a job done. I admire that. I admire that a lot. If you’ll look back to some of my first promos, I was hoping that Spike would consider purchasing our services, but alas, he didn’t.
Brad, I expected you to come out of your shell a little bit more. But that didn't happen, I guess that could be credited as my fault. I'm sorry I didn't bring out the best in you.
Spike though...Spike is crazy...and I mean that in a good way. A year ago, I saw Spike destroy a fed that was dying on the vine. Hanging on for dear life. I was about to give up on watching. There were only a few guys who were worth watching there. I remember a Mac Bane, Simon Daye, Tytus Rost, Some blue haired dude named O’Murphy, and Spike Kane…Kane went on live television and obliterated management. He went backstage, pulled the production crew out of their truck and literally blew it up. Spike then got into the system and brought the company down. A watered down version came back to television, but he changed their history.
If Spike Kane says he’s going to kick your teeth down your throat…he means it. Spike said he’s going to do that on Sunday…and I believe he will try his best…Spike…I’m going to try my best to do the same. I am a tad let down though, Spike. Making fun of names? Calling us Kane-lite? That’s not up to regular Spike Kane standards. That microphone is a nuclear weapon in your hand and this week, you were mediocre at best.
I won’t hold it against you though. I’m ready for a great fight. This isn’t personal, it hasn’t been personal, it won’t be personal. It’s all about money. As a matter of fact. I’m thrilled to be in a match with the Kane twins. While I think Brad may be the blander of the two and that Spike is crazy. I am a fan. Maybe we can work together in the future. Just name a price, and I’m on your side.
But, let’s have a war on Sunday. Fighting is more fun when money is on the line.
Rockwell Locke is seeing examining his face in the mirror. Just looking. Staring actually. The lump at his hairline seems to be the initial focus. But he will reflect and examine himself more throughout this thoughtful session.
I had that coming. I suppose. I take no offense. If I had been jumped back stage, I would have done something too. I just wish they hadn't taken this so personally. This was just a money transaction. That's all that my brother and I are here for. You pay us, we take care of business. We've kept these guys out of Fox's hair for a month. I think that's money well spent.
Locke feels the lump one more time before looking himself in the eye. A long, hard look.
And...still nothing. I won't be able to remember anything. I have no idea even when this started. Where this started. Hamilton keeps it from me, and it must be bad. But I'm getting tired of not knowing. He says I can't handle it...and...no matter how hard I focus, nothing is coming back to me. My anxiety has slowed some, getting to fight helps that. Now, I'm on the right side of the law. The bar fights were getting me in trouble with the Police. Now, I get paid to fight. I get paid double, if you think about it. I get paid to take fight and get paid to wrestle. This life isn't bad, even if my previous life was.
Rockwell looks at the creases in the corners of his eyes, the trails of scars, the lines of a hard life, these all come together to form his cold expression.
Some of these scars, I remember getting...some I don't. The ones I do, I carry with a badge of honor. I fought for them valiantly. Some of them, I don't remember at all. Quite frankly, I don't know if I should feel honor for them or not. The not knowing bothers me. I imagine, after the PPV, I'll have some new scars from Brad and Spike...to be honest, I'll be proud of those. I am a fan of the Kane brothers. I always have been, and I always will be. The Kane brothers are crazy. I'm new to this business, so being called Kane-lite is better than being called nothing. The Kane Brothers demand respect. I may not be the best wrestler in the world, but to think that I'm already commanding respect here in nCw...I dig that. I'm a great fighter, the wrestling will come along.
Rockwell pulls his hair back tight, a smile curls at his lip. He's ready for a battle at the PPV. He's ready for blood to be spilled. The Kanes and the Lockes will be a bloody mess. Just like it should be.
"Time to find Hamilton."
Like a cut in your mouth that you can’t help but run your tongue over, I can’t keep from rubbing the lump on my head. With the bulge that’s coming from my hairline, you’d almost think it would’ve burst into a bloody mess. I guess I have thick skin, both literally and figuratively.
Spike and Brad…I’ve said all along, this is only business. Now, don’t get me wrong, you attacked me when I wasn’t looking and I’m going to cave your skulls in for that, but I don’t blame you. I don’t take it personally. You did what you had to do…and I do what I have to do.
I find it humorous that neither of you are trying to attack Leonard Fox or anyone like that. You could easily just sign a check, and Hamilton and I would go out and take care of business…and that’s exactly what this is, business. The Internationals called us some weird word, the I figured out means prostitutes…I may be a lot of things, even if I don’t remember them, but I’m sure that selling my body for money wasn’t and isn’t one of them. We offer a fee to take care of problems…and Brad…Fox considered you a problem. He didn’t share too many details with me over why he chose you, and in all honesty, I don’t care. I find you rather bland. The 30 second promo at the beginning of this week left plenty to be desired. A bland conversation and some of the cheesiest trash talk I’ve seen in a long time. Brad is the weaker twin…by far. Spike is the far more interesting twin.
What’s to say we haven’t fulfilled our mission? We’ve kept the Kane brothers distracted for a month. I find it humorous that these two guys have so much disdain for me and my brother. It’s just business.
Bland? How dare I call Brad bland. I’ve followed wrestling for a few years, and Spike has always entertained me. Spike never takes any crap from anyone and is willing to do whatever it takes to get a job done. I admire that. I admire that a lot. If you’ll look back to some of my first promos, I was hoping that Spike would consider purchasing our services, but alas, he didn’t.
Brad, I expected you to come out of your shell a little bit more. But that didn't happen, I guess that could be credited as my fault. I'm sorry I didn't bring out the best in you.
Spike though...Spike is crazy...and I mean that in a good way. A year ago, I saw Spike destroy a fed that was dying on the vine. Hanging on for dear life. I was about to give up on watching. There were only a few guys who were worth watching there. I remember a Mac Bane, Simon Daye, Tytus Rost, Some blue haired dude named O’Murphy, and Spike Kane…Kane went on live television and obliterated management. He went backstage, pulled the production crew out of their truck and literally blew it up. Spike then got into the system and brought the company down. A watered down version came back to television, but he changed their history.
If Spike Kane says he’s going to kick your teeth down your throat…he means it. Spike said he’s going to do that on Sunday…and I believe he will try his best…Spike…I’m going to try my best to do the same. I am a tad let down though, Spike. Making fun of names? Calling us Kane-lite? That’s not up to regular Spike Kane standards. That microphone is a nuclear weapon in your hand and this week, you were mediocre at best.
I won’t hold it against you though. I’m ready for a great fight. This isn’t personal, it hasn’t been personal, it won’t be personal. It’s all about money. As a matter of fact. I’m thrilled to be in a match with the Kane twins. While I think Brad may be the blander of the two and that Spike is crazy. I am a fan. Maybe we can work together in the future. Just name a price, and I’m on your side.
But, let’s have a war on Sunday. Fighting is more fun when money is on the line.
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Rockwell Locke is seeing examining his face in the mirror. Just looking. Staring actually. The lump at his hairline seems to be the initial focus. But he will reflect and examine himself more throughout this thoughtful session.
I had that coming. I suppose. I take no offense. If I had been jumped back stage, I would have done something too. I just wish they hadn't taken this so personally. This was just a money transaction. That's all that my brother and I are here for. You pay us, we take care of business. We've kept these guys out of Fox's hair for a month. I think that's money well spent.
Locke feels the lump one more time before looking himself in the eye. A long, hard look.
And...still nothing. I won't be able to remember anything. I have no idea even when this started. Where this started. Hamilton keeps it from me, and it must be bad. But I'm getting tired of not knowing. He says I can't handle it...and...no matter how hard I focus, nothing is coming back to me. My anxiety has slowed some, getting to fight helps that. Now, I'm on the right side of the law. The bar fights were getting me in trouble with the Police. Now, I get paid to fight. I get paid double, if you think about it. I get paid to take fight and get paid to wrestle. This life isn't bad, even if my previous life was.
Rockwell looks at the creases in the corners of his eyes, the trails of scars, the lines of a hard life, these all come together to form his cold expression.
Some of these scars, I remember getting...some I don't. The ones I do, I carry with a badge of honor. I fought for them valiantly. Some of them, I don't remember at all. Quite frankly, I don't know if I should feel honor for them or not. The not knowing bothers me. I imagine, after the PPV, I'll have some new scars from Brad and Spike...to be honest, I'll be proud of those. I am a fan of the Kane brothers. I always have been, and I always will be. The Kane brothers are crazy. I'm new to this business, so being called Kane-lite is better than being called nothing. The Kane Brothers demand respect. I may not be the best wrestler in the world, but to think that I'm already commanding respect here in nCw...I dig that. I'm a great fighter, the wrestling will come along.
Rockwell pulls his hair back tight, a smile curls at his lip. He's ready for a battle at the PPV. He's ready for blood to be spilled. The Kanes and the Lockes will be a bloody mess. Just like it should be.
"Time to find Hamilton."