Post by Seth Evans on Oct 25, 2011 19:09:49 GMT -6
October 23, 2011
Collision
{After Collision has gone off the air, Seth Evans is walking backstage. There's no doubt that he's hurt over the loss that he had endured... Kiela lagged just a few steps behind, knowing that he needed some space. Surprise, though, Alex Jones is standing at the end of the hall --- the eyes of Seth lift for a moment to see his friend and trainer standing there, but a look of disappointment filled the face of his trainer as his eyes were locked on the man that came up just short of winning Road To The Gold. Seth tried to brush his way past Alex Jones without any confrontation, but Alex grabs him by the shoulder and shoves him back to make sure that Seth can look straight in his eyes --- by the force of Alex Jones, Seth grew angry very quickly. Already on a short temper.}
Alex:
"You wouldn't cross me months ago, you're not gonna cross me now."
{The two continue to stare each other down, Alex Jones looking Seth up and down... as if he can't even recognize him anymore.}
Collision
{After Collision has gone off the air, Seth Evans is walking backstage. There's no doubt that he's hurt over the loss that he had endured... Kiela lagged just a few steps behind, knowing that he needed some space. Surprise, though, Alex Jones is standing at the end of the hall --- the eyes of Seth lift for a moment to see his friend and trainer standing there, but a look of disappointment filled the face of his trainer as his eyes were locked on the man that came up just short of winning Road To The Gold. Seth tried to brush his way past Alex Jones without any confrontation, but Alex grabs him by the shoulder and shoves him back to make sure that Seth can look straight in his eyes --- by the force of Alex Jones, Seth grew angry very quickly. Already on a short temper.}
Alex:
"You wouldn't cross me months ago, you're not gonna cross me now."
{The two continue to stare each other down, Alex Jones looking Seth up and down... as if he can't even recognize him anymore.}
With everything happening today,
You don't know whether you're coming or going,
But you think that you're on your way,
Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it.
Look at me when I'm talking to you,
You looking at me but I'm looking through you,
I see the blood in your eyes,
I see the love in disguise,
I see the pain hidden in your pride,
I see you're not satisfied,
And I don't see nobody else,
I see myself I'm looking at the...
You don't know whether you're coming or going,
But you think that you're on your way,
Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it.
Look at me when I'm talking to you,
You looking at me but I'm looking through you,
I see the blood in your eyes,
I see the love in disguise,
I see the pain hidden in your pride,
I see you're not satisfied,
And I don't see nobody else,
I see myself I'm looking at the...
When I came back into New Championship Wrestling, there was something that I least expected... I did not expect to be entered into the Road To The Gold, and more than that, I didn't expect to make it as far as I did. Nobody expected me to get as far as I did. The fact of the matter is simple, though; I did. From one opponent, to the next, to the next, to my final opponent --- Xander Famularo --- and it was the same old story, the same story that it was back in August, the same story that it was at the end of September, it continued through October. I was not able to defeat him.
I was devastated over the loss. The exact word that I used to describe that match: Test. My match against Xander Famularo was a test, and the best way that I can describe how I felt by failing --- was a failure. I don't know anyone who hasn't been upset after failing a test. I worked hard, I prepared myself as much as I possibly could! I didn't allow too much to get in my way to stop me from preparing for this match... I did what I could... but it wasn't enough. I failed. I was upset for how close that I got to reaching the World Heavyweight Championship, just to have it all ripped away! Just to have the biggest goal that any professional wrestler would have escape my grasp.
I had it.
I felt it.
And everything got the best of me. That's all there is to it, that's the best way that I can possibly explain it --- I allowed myself to think a little ahead, and I let that feeling return. That thought that I could not be stopped. Just to have to get knocked back into reality...
The reality is that I can be beaten. I can be stopped. As much as I feel like I have finally gotten to the top --- I just allow myself to fall even further.
As much as I may fall, by my own fault, I will continue to get back up to my feet... when the world is stepping on my back, and telling me to stay down for the reason that I'm not wanted --- I deserve it. But I'm not going to let that be what I'm remembered for... I'm not going to be remembered for going when things get tough. I want to be remembered for dusting myself off... after the toughest loss... and standing in the ring. Ready for my next match.
It just so happens that my next opponent... my next match... is against Gjenrei for the X Championship. A title that I don't even deserve to fight for. But one that I will in hopes of redeeming myself, once again. In hopes that I can live up to the standard that was set by the former champion. Xander Famularo.
Mirror on the wall, here we are again,
Through my rise and fall,
You've been my only friend.
You told me that they can't understand the man I am,
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
Through my rise and fall,
You've been my only friend.
You told me that they can't understand the man I am,
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
October 25, 2011
Seth Evan's House
{Inside of the house in Miami, Florida, Seth Evans is slumped on his couch. An Xbox 360 controller held loosely in one hand, and a pair of the A40 Astro Xbox Live headset set on his head... laying on the table in front of him is an unopen package of the newly released Battlefield 3, but he's still upset... frustrated with himself... the room echoes with silence, until the jingling from a key chain can be heard. Making no movement, though, Kiela walks into the home with an innocent smile on her face --- surprised to see that Seth isn't enjoying his new game, she breaks the silence.}
Kiela:
"How's the game?"
{Snapping back into his reality, his eyes dart to the game on the table, then up at Kiela. She can see that he hasn't even opened the game since getting it at the midnight release.}
Seth:
"It's... Umm..."
Kiela:
"You haven't even opened it."
{She lifts up the video-game, starting to skim over the back of the case while taking a seat next to Seth on the couch. After glancing over the game, she places it back down on the table and lifts her eyes to look at Seth. Pain is evident.}
Kiela:
"You lost, Seth. You need to get over it... you're not going to win every single time, because you're not 'God's Gift to Wrestling'. You are very good. But the only way for you to get better is to quit blaming everybody else, quit moping around... and get back up. You promised me that you would become the World Champion, and in the Hall of Fame... before you retire... you're twenty-two years old. What's your rush?"
{The words sank into the mind of Seth, while he sat there just reflecting over how he has been acting... his eyes sank down to his own lap, as the scene goes out.}
Another day that she's right... another day that she's trying to put me back on the right track. I might be good at what I do but it also might be just her that thinks so --- but I'm not the greatest. Not yet. I have a long road ahead of me to get to that point, to get to the point that people will believe in me and believe I am one of the best. Prove to them that I am one of the best. There was no one to blame for my loss, but me. Xander, he didn't get lucky. He had my number. Road To The Gold might have been a long road to go through, and a tough one to endure, but my career... it has the longest road of them all. The promise. Mark my words, I will rise from this. One day, when I have paid my dues... when I have earned my way along this road... to the end of it. To the top of the mountain. Whatever analogy you choose to use. I will reach it. When that day comes, I will have earned it.
Seth Evan's House
{Inside of the house in Miami, Florida, Seth Evans is slumped on his couch. An Xbox 360 controller held loosely in one hand, and a pair of the A40 Astro Xbox Live headset set on his head... laying on the table in front of him is an unopen package of the newly released Battlefield 3, but he's still upset... frustrated with himself... the room echoes with silence, until the jingling from a key chain can be heard. Making no movement, though, Kiela walks into the home with an innocent smile on her face --- surprised to see that Seth isn't enjoying his new game, she breaks the silence.}
Kiela:
"How's the game?"
{Snapping back into his reality, his eyes dart to the game on the table, then up at Kiela. She can see that he hasn't even opened the game since getting it at the midnight release.}
Seth:
"It's... Umm..."
Kiela:
"You haven't even opened it."
{She lifts up the video-game, starting to skim over the back of the case while taking a seat next to Seth on the couch. After glancing over the game, she places it back down on the table and lifts her eyes to look at Seth. Pain is evident.}
Kiela:
"You lost, Seth. You need to get over it... you're not going to win every single time, because you're not 'God's Gift to Wrestling'. You are very good. But the only way for you to get better is to quit blaming everybody else, quit moping around... and get back up. You promised me that you would become the World Champion, and in the Hall of Fame... before you retire... you're twenty-two years old. What's your rush?"
{The words sank into the mind of Seth, while he sat there just reflecting over how he has been acting... his eyes sank down to his own lap, as the scene goes out.}
Another day that she's right... another day that she's trying to put me back on the right track. I might be good at what I do but it also might be just her that thinks so --- but I'm not the greatest. Not yet. I have a long road ahead of me to get to that point, to get to the point that people will believe in me and believe I am one of the best. Prove to them that I am one of the best. There was no one to blame for my loss, but me. Xander, he didn't get lucky. He had my number. Road To The Gold might have been a long road to go through, and a tough one to endure, but my career... it has the longest road of them all. The promise. Mark my words, I will rise from this. One day, when I have paid my dues... when I have earned my way along this road... to the end of it. To the top of the mountain. Whatever analogy you choose to use. I will reach it. When that day comes, I will have earned it.
Oh, I see the truth in your lies,
I see nobody by your side,
But I'm with you when you are all alone,
And you correct me when I'm looking wrong,
I see that guilt beneath the shame,
I see your soul through your window pane,
I see the scars that remain,
I see you Wayne, I'm looking at the...
I see nobody by your side,
But I'm with you when you are all alone,
And you correct me when I'm looking wrong,
I see that guilt beneath the shame,
I see your soul through your window pane,
I see the scars that remain,
I see you Wayne, I'm looking at the...
It's ironic... that my opponent this week is going to be Gjenrei, a man that I've stepped into the ring with on one previous occasion. The Elite X. A man that is quickly becoming renown through New Championship Wrestling --- as honorable. Respectful.
When you lose.
You don't complain...
You don't whine...
You don't b*tch...
You learn.
I admire that about you. That's why... I'm not going to come onto this camera. I'm not going to tell you your flaws, I'm not even going to look for your flaws --- because you, as a competitor. As a wrestler. You are perfect. You understand, while I struggle, that we're not going to win every single time.
I wish I could understand that.
I wish that I knew that.
I wish that I didn't have to get it beaten into my head every single time.
This is not a video-game... I know that I can't always ask for forgiveness, as a way to reset everything. I can't ask for forgiveness and expect everyone to forget what I have done --- some people still haven't forgiven me for what I did during my last stay... but I'm willing to accept the consequences for my actions. If that's what it'll take to get everybody to give me another chance.
I will take my consequences.
The result to me doesn't matter... not this time...
The reaction. Is everything.
Mirror on the wall, here we are again,
Through my rise and fall,
You've been my only friend.
You told me that they can't understand the man I am,
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
Through my rise and fall,
You've been my only friend.
You told me that they can't understand the man I am,
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?