Post by Joe Everyman on Sept 8, 2012 10:28:08 GMT -6
Still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets and
Every time I thought I'd got it made
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets and
Every time I thought I'd got it made
Philip Seymour Montgomery Burns. It's been a little while since we faced off. And the bad part is, we've both been fairly quiet since then. Outside of fighting that rat bastard Will Washington at every turn, I haven't done much. And then there's you, which in that same amount of time has... gotten a hair cut? I think that's all you've really done. You could have done something, and I may have missed it... but that's because you haven't done anything impact worthy in about the same amount of time that I have. I had to dog myself like that, but it's true. I haven't done anything big and impact worthy in a long while. When I beat Spike Kane a few weeks ago, I didn't realize he was going to walk away from wrestling. I didn't fight that man at one hundred percent. And outside of that match, there's really been nothing. So now, I just have to wait for my next big opportunity to come along, or to fight Will Washington again... whichever comes first.
I hate just drifting from match to match, but sometimes, that's what you have to do. Some weeks, you just don't get the matches you want. This week is one of those weeks. I mean, I am main eventing Trauma, which has it's perks. But, if I had my choice, I wouldn't be facing you, Philip. I've faced so many people here a thousand times, and you're one of them. It's the same old things said about the same old people. And I know you can say the same thing about me. You could say I'm the same old Joe Everyman. But, I'm just not. I'm one of a very few wrestlers here who evolves. I evolve after every single win and every single loss. I have to. Because if I stay in a rut again, my year will go the way of last year's. And I just cannot have that again. But the bad part was, I kind of got tricked into changing this time. I don't want to call it a bad thing, however. I just knew I needed to change... but it was an outside force that changed me.
My now fiance changed me. And Will Washington changed me. And now... Philip Burns gets to change me. I change just a little bit after each match. I grab pieces of each broken opponent or damaged victor and add them to my own arsenal. After all, I am the Everyman. I am constantly evolving and improving. And tonight will be no different. I will change for the better and become something bigger and better than I was just yesterday. I am constantly changing, and I will prove this again. My doubters will always be there, however. I could win the National and World title in one night and my doubters would still stand there and say it was nothing. That's just how they are. Burns is a man like that. So instead, I will just continue to improve and change to make myself happy. Because one day I will be at the top, and those doubters will not have a leg to stand on. One of these days, they will finally realize how good I've become and how much I've changed. But, in the mean time... I will still hate them as much as they hate me. There's no point in showing my doubters any respect if they won't return it.
Tonight will be a good night, I can tell. I need to ready up for my next battle against Will Washington, and beating Burns into a pulp will help that. I will continue to improve, even in a match like this. Just a run of the mill match on a random Trauma. How many veterans of this company can say they do that? Not many. I may not have the title of it yet... but I feel I am a hall of famer of this company. For the fact that I'm always here, every single week, fighting, no matter what. So maybe what Will did was a sign. Maybe he coming out to stop my time off was a sign from above that I couldn't walk away, even if just for a short time. I learned from that. The bad thing for Mr. Washington, he gets to learn from it too. And he'll learn that not all lessons will help him in life. And maybe, I can teach Philip Burns that same thing. The lesson for this weekend? Don't mess with Joe Everyman. So many have learned that before. And so many more will learn it in the future. I will continue to evolve as everyone else stays the same. Changes are coming. And Burns gets to feel them first hand later this evening. Good luck, Phil... you're going to need it.
The scene slowly opens up inside of the Everyman locker room. Melanie are Aurora are sitting on the couch, both with coloring books. Melanie looks more involved than Aurora, who seems to be thinking.
Aurora Everyman: Mel?
Melanie Brooks: Yes, Aurora?
Aurora Everyman: Is it a boy or a girl?
Melanie Brooks: Hmm?
Aurora reaches out and puts her hand on Melanie's stomach.
Melanie Brooks: Oh! Um... truth be told, I'm not sure. We won't be able to know that for a little while now. I've only been pregnant for about a month.
Aurora Everyman: How long does it take to know?
Melanie Brooks: Well... this is going to take about eight more months for your little brother or sister to grow. So, we won't know for a little while now.
Aurora Everyman: I hope it's a boy.
Melanie Brooks: Why's that?
Aurora Everyman: I always wanted a brother.
Melanie Brooks: You know, I think your father wants a boy too. He always wanted one of each. I'm honestly not sure which I want.
Aurora Everyman: You want a boy, too! Cause, you already have me.
Melanie then puts her arm around Aurora's shoulders and pulls her in, hugging her.
Melanie Brooks: This is true, I do. Maybe I do want a boy then.
Aurora Everyman: Good. Cause another girl would get jealous.
Melanie Brooks: That's true, but you two could be really good friends too.
Aurora Everyman: I know. But I still want a brother.
Melanie Brooks: Well, we can hope then.
Just then, the door opens up and Joe walks in with a couple sodas and a juice box.
Joe Everyman: I had to pay Curtis five bucks for this juice box!
Melanie Brooks: Seriously?
Joe Everyman: Yeah... apparently he's really protective of his apple juice. I have no idea why.
Joe then hands the juice box to Aurora and one of the sodas to Melanie.
Joe Everyman: What were you two talking about?
Melanie Brooks: Aurora says she wants a brother.
Joe Everyman: Hmm... like father, like daughter, eh?
Melanie Brooks: I guess so. I did some thinking too, I think I want the same.
Joe Everyman: We can't be denied a boy if we all want it, right? The universe will be on our side, hopefully.
Melanie Brooks: I hope so too.
Melanie smiles at Joe as he sits down in the arm chair next to the couch and closes his eyes for a moment. Aurora and Melanie then return to their coloring as the scene slowly fades to black.
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But Ive never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
Im much too fast to take that test
So I turned myself to face me
But Ive never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
Im much too fast to take that test