Post by Xavier Williams on Aug 17, 2012 0:05:30 GMT -6
After a hard fought match, Xavier is in the locker room, drinking some water. He is checking out the run sheet for the PPV. He wipes away some sweat as he leans against his locker
“Verona.
Good job.
You won, you beat me, fair and square. But trust me, we met again in the future, it will be a different outcome.
But... as they say, on to the next one.
And that leads me to Jackhammer”
Xavier holds his hand up
I guess it would be easy to sit here and just point out... what exactly I just saw. The words I just heard... but.. that isn't how this is gonna go, no.. it's not
It's not gonna be a long diatribe about how Jackhammer watched Fight Club one too many times, and now thinks he is some angle to the middle class.
It' not gonna be out og ALL the people in nCw, I... yes Me. Am the symbol of greed. Okay Hammer... interesting I have to say, but I'm not gonna let that fool me, I am not gonna let the smoking mirrors take me off what is really at hand here.
You are a monster. No denying that, you tower over damn near everyone here and you have the ability to destroy anyone in your path. I am not ignorant of that fact. But... coming into New Dawn, coming into the PPV. I am gonna do what I need to do to win this match, like I said, I want to prove to be the best, and to be the best, you have to win, simple as that.
But, let's play this game... let me speak on your level.
You want to be a leader? You want to lead a revolution?
If that is what you want... come to me sooner...
You to show the people hat it's like to follow a delusional man like you? You want the people... the hard... working... public, to follow you?
TO what?
I've met an interesting cast of people since I came here, I met some Aussies, I met a guy who used to be a raging racist redneck, change his ways and become a God-fearing... raging racist redneck. I've met some driven old names, some hungry new faces and then you?
Mr. Revolutionary? Mr. Leading the blind... to heir deaths.
No offense, but I wouldn't take driving directions from you, so why would anyone take life directions from you.
Then again... I am a sellout.
A corporate shill.
I am the face of all that is wrong with society.
In your eyes.”
Xavier smirks as he looks straight into the camera.
“In your world... in reality, I work. I do this because I love this, but... I shouldn't get caught up in the rhetoric, caught up in the fancy effects. That isn't how I do, that isn't Xavier.
'Hammer I am working my way up, everyday I get a little bit better, I get faster, I get smarter, stronger, and closer... closer to that goal. Closer to that peak at the top of the mountain in nCw.
I get closer to the reason I decided to hope back on the ride again. I wake up everyday with that on my mind. When I kiss my wife, kiss my kids and walk out the door... that is on my mind.
When I am in the gym... it's on my mind.
Traveling to the next city, driving to the next arena, sleeping in the nearest hotel, I never lose focus of that mission. No matter what hardship comes up... I stay focused, I stay driven... I stay on that path.
It's not easy.. but if it was easy, it wouldn't be worth doing, it wouldn't be worth working for it wouldn't be worth doing all of that.
Jackhammer you can play Toy Revolutionary all you want... I am not playing a game. I want you to be prepared, bring all that you got, muster all of it up, and when New Dawn comes, I am gonna clash with a giant... but I am not sweating, because I KNOW, come hell or high water, I am gonna walk out with my hands raised.
I see that, not because I am future teller, I don't need a crystal ball or tarot cards to tell me that, I know that when I enter that arena, I get myself ready, I start taping my fists, before I mark the 'X's before that... I look at my arms... and I see these two clocks”
Xavier turns his arms toward the camera, and we see the clocks on both of Xavier's arms
“That reminder... that little reminder, will drive me.
It will drive me more than any insult you can throw my way
Drive me more than ay loss, I will try to avenge
More than nay pep talk I can give myself.
While you are searching for answer to questions, that were never asked.
I'm gonna be busy winning a match.”
Xavier throws his towel at the camera and we fade out.
=--------------------------------------------------------
Xavier is hanging out in his backyard tossing the football around with his cousin and his son, in the typical football triangle. The camera pans to Xavier's wife, standing on the deck. Sheis looking at the boys, enjoying the rare time they get to spend with each other.
“Man... I am so tired. Luckily I was able to pull some strings, don't need to fly out until tommorow. So, I have the time to come to your school”
Bishop: Didn't think you'd be happy for that.
“Not really... but any excuse to not have to get on a plane, and I'll take it. And Lisa wants a little alone time, figure give us a chance to hang out. And not talk about wrestling for once a week.”
Bishop: What about the gym?
“I got Portia covering for the rest of today, classes are kinda winding down. I figure she could handle it, it's good for her rehab...
Go long, son.”
Xavier drops back and delivers a nice throw, not a tight spiral, but better than anything Tebow could throw, to his son
“Nice. You are gonna kill 'em this year son.”
Bishop: Yea... I wanna see my nephew holding up that state trophy, before he starts stiff arming some high school kids.
Eric: We might do it this year uncle. Coach says we can do it.
Bishop: I believe him... hard to think you came from him (Pointing at Xavier)
“WOW... Really?
You know he got the gift from me
Or you don't remember me torching you all those times, big boy”
Xavier playfully jabs Bishop in the gut.
Bishop: Yeah, I guess I forgot... I was too busy remembering when I laid you out at the family reunion.
“Come on! You bring up that every time we have this discussion. You got a lucky hit, And besides, I was still nursing an injury”
Bishop: Everytime...
“Let's see you do it know... Eric hit me”
Xavier lines up beside his son and Bishop takes a defensive stance in front of Xavier... Xavier looks at Bishop and back at his son, and nods at him.
Eric: Ready... GO!”
Xavier takes off as Bishop tries to check him, but he swipes his arms away as Xavier makes his way inside , he throws up his arm and before Bishop has a chance to react, the ball is already thrown and Xavier manages to makes the catch and turn up the yard..
“THE WILLIAMS CLAN... LEAVING BISHOP IN THE DUST... AGAIN!...”
Xavier spikes the ball at the fence, as he slaps hands with his son
“Nice read... Bishop?”
Xavier throws his arms out in a, “What was that?” kinda motion
Bishop just shakes his head, as we fade out.
“Verona.
Good job.
You won, you beat me, fair and square. But trust me, we met again in the future, it will be a different outcome.
But... as they say, on to the next one.
And that leads me to Jackhammer”
Xavier holds his hand up
I guess it would be easy to sit here and just point out... what exactly I just saw. The words I just heard... but.. that isn't how this is gonna go, no.. it's not
It's not gonna be a long diatribe about how Jackhammer watched Fight Club one too many times, and now thinks he is some angle to the middle class.
It' not gonna be out og ALL the people in nCw, I... yes Me. Am the symbol of greed. Okay Hammer... interesting I have to say, but I'm not gonna let that fool me, I am not gonna let the smoking mirrors take me off what is really at hand here.
You are a monster. No denying that, you tower over damn near everyone here and you have the ability to destroy anyone in your path. I am not ignorant of that fact. But... coming into New Dawn, coming into the PPV. I am gonna do what I need to do to win this match, like I said, I want to prove to be the best, and to be the best, you have to win, simple as that.
But, let's play this game... let me speak on your level.
You want to be a leader? You want to lead a revolution?
If that is what you want... come to me sooner...
You to show the people hat it's like to follow a delusional man like you? You want the people... the hard... working... public, to follow you?
TO what?
I've met an interesting cast of people since I came here, I met some Aussies, I met a guy who used to be a raging racist redneck, change his ways and become a God-fearing... raging racist redneck. I've met some driven old names, some hungry new faces and then you?
Mr. Revolutionary? Mr. Leading the blind... to heir deaths.
No offense, but I wouldn't take driving directions from you, so why would anyone take life directions from you.
Then again... I am a sellout.
A corporate shill.
I am the face of all that is wrong with society.
In your eyes.”
Xavier smirks as he looks straight into the camera.
“In your world... in reality, I work. I do this because I love this, but... I shouldn't get caught up in the rhetoric, caught up in the fancy effects. That isn't how I do, that isn't Xavier.
'Hammer I am working my way up, everyday I get a little bit better, I get faster, I get smarter, stronger, and closer... closer to that goal. Closer to that peak at the top of the mountain in nCw.
I get closer to the reason I decided to hope back on the ride again. I wake up everyday with that on my mind. When I kiss my wife, kiss my kids and walk out the door... that is on my mind.
When I am in the gym... it's on my mind.
Traveling to the next city, driving to the next arena, sleeping in the nearest hotel, I never lose focus of that mission. No matter what hardship comes up... I stay focused, I stay driven... I stay on that path.
It's not easy.. but if it was easy, it wouldn't be worth doing, it wouldn't be worth working for it wouldn't be worth doing all of that.
Jackhammer you can play Toy Revolutionary all you want... I am not playing a game. I want you to be prepared, bring all that you got, muster all of it up, and when New Dawn comes, I am gonna clash with a giant... but I am not sweating, because I KNOW, come hell or high water, I am gonna walk out with my hands raised.
I see that, not because I am future teller, I don't need a crystal ball or tarot cards to tell me that, I know that when I enter that arena, I get myself ready, I start taping my fists, before I mark the 'X's before that... I look at my arms... and I see these two clocks”
Xavier turns his arms toward the camera, and we see the clocks on both of Xavier's arms
“That reminder... that little reminder, will drive me.
It will drive me more than any insult you can throw my way
Drive me more than ay loss, I will try to avenge
More than nay pep talk I can give myself.
While you are searching for answer to questions, that were never asked.
I'm gonna be busy winning a match.”
Xavier throws his towel at the camera and we fade out.
=--------------------------------------------------------
Xavier is hanging out in his backyard tossing the football around with his cousin and his son, in the typical football triangle. The camera pans to Xavier's wife, standing on the deck. Sheis looking at the boys, enjoying the rare time they get to spend with each other.
“Man... I am so tired. Luckily I was able to pull some strings, don't need to fly out until tommorow. So, I have the time to come to your school”
Bishop: Didn't think you'd be happy for that.
“Not really... but any excuse to not have to get on a plane, and I'll take it. And Lisa wants a little alone time, figure give us a chance to hang out. And not talk about wrestling for once a week.”
Bishop: What about the gym?
“I got Portia covering for the rest of today, classes are kinda winding down. I figure she could handle it, it's good for her rehab...
Go long, son.”
Xavier drops back and delivers a nice throw, not a tight spiral, but better than anything Tebow could throw, to his son
“Nice. You are gonna kill 'em this year son.”
Bishop: Yea... I wanna see my nephew holding up that state trophy, before he starts stiff arming some high school kids.
Eric: We might do it this year uncle. Coach says we can do it.
Bishop: I believe him... hard to think you came from him (Pointing at Xavier)
“WOW... Really?
You know he got the gift from me
Or you don't remember me torching you all those times, big boy”
Xavier playfully jabs Bishop in the gut.
Bishop: Yeah, I guess I forgot... I was too busy remembering when I laid you out at the family reunion.
“Come on! You bring up that every time we have this discussion. You got a lucky hit, And besides, I was still nursing an injury”
Bishop: Everytime...
“Let's see you do it know... Eric hit me”
Xavier lines up beside his son and Bishop takes a defensive stance in front of Xavier... Xavier looks at Bishop and back at his son, and nods at him.
Eric: Ready... GO!”
Xavier takes off as Bishop tries to check him, but he swipes his arms away as Xavier makes his way inside , he throws up his arm and before Bishop has a chance to react, the ball is already thrown and Xavier manages to makes the catch and turn up the yard..
“THE WILLIAMS CLAN... LEAVING BISHOP IN THE DUST... AGAIN!...”
Xavier spikes the ball at the fence, as he slaps hands with his son
“Nice read... Bishop?”
Xavier throws his arms out in a, “What was that?” kinda motion
Bishop just shakes his head, as we fade out.
