Post by JFK on Feb 28, 2008 11:07:56 GMT -6
We open up in a smoky, dirty, run down pool hall slash bar, there are a few misfits in the bar a couple of guys in the back playing pool, some lonely souls sitting at the bar with their heads down, and another man at the end of the bar just staring into his beer mug, this man has his long straight blond hair down in front of his face, but we can see who it is clearly when the camera zooms in a bit, it's is of course James Franklin Karn, but he doesn’t look to be his usual self, he looks...dark...dirty...his face full of scruff, his hair unkempt, the bag's under his eyes show's he hasn’t slept in some days, the bruises on his face show he's been in a fight. He slam's his empty mug down and the bar keep comes walking up flinging a towel over his shoulder.
Barkeep: "I think you might be good for the night James"
JFK: "I'll tell ya when I've had eno...beer me."
He slams his empty mug down once more and the beer keep shakes his head no. This angers James and he throws the mug across the bar hitting the front door.
JFK: "Fine...ya won’t serve me...I'll...find some...one who will!"
He get's up and heads for the door leaning to the side a bit, he walks throw the shattered glass with a crunch as he goes outside, the night is dark, hardly any cars on the road, and it must be a tad on the cold side for once he hits the outdoors we can see his breath, he buries his hands into his pockets and starts to head down the street. A woman who is easily spotted as a working girl comes walking up to him.
Working Girl: "Hey there sugar you looking for a date?"
James looks up at her, his head clearing a bit thanks to the cold he looks the woman up and down with discus in his eyes.
JFK: "Gimme a smoke."
Working Girl: "Sure sugar"
She places a smoke into his mouth and lights it for him he then gives her a sly grin never once removing his hands from his pockets.
JFK: "A date huh? Darlin, you'd have to pay ME if ya wanted a date, lookatcha, look at me...a date."
He shakes his head chuckling a bit as the hooker curses him out he continues on his walk down the dark dead street.
JFK: "Welcome to Sunrise Florida, a cesspool of humanity, ho's pimp's and drug dealers on every corner, and just a few miles east is the beach that everyone say's is why you should move to Florida...what a ****ing joke."
James puff's on the smoke never taking his hands out of his pockets, he shivers a bit as a cold breeze blows throw as we see his hair flow back behind him.
JFK: "This past Sunday I accomplished a goal of mine, a goal I thought I'd be happy to accomplish, I finally, and diffusivity defeated my brother in a last man standing match, and as I said it would it has changed me, a man shouldn’t want to destroy his own flesh and blood a man shouldn’t enjoy making his own family suffer, but me...I did...I enjoyed every second of it, every second of pain and punishment that I inflicted on his body, and when I buried him under a pile of barrel's I thought that a weight would be lifted off my shoulders, I thought I'd feel a sense of release knowing that I've finally gotten my revenge on the man who I viewed being the ruiner of my life."
He takes another long drag from his smoke and makes it bounce in his mouth to ash the long burnt part of it off from the end of the smoke.
JFK: "To be honest with you the only thing that changed, is my passion and desire to be better then him, to erase him from everyone's memory, for ever. When people talk about the Karn legacy they will talk about me, James Franklin Karn, not my brother, not my father, but me. And I will do everything and anything to make sure that happens, titles mean nothing to me if I don’t utterly destroy the other person across from me in that ring."
JFK stops at a cross walk he has a do not walk sign but no cars coming from any direction, he still waits as a bum comes walking up to him looking like utter crap.
Bum: "Spare some change sir?"
JFK looks the man up and down, half tempted to yell at the man to get a job he just breaths and spits his cig out to the street, he pulls out a wad of money and hands the bum some bills.
JFK: "Don’t go spedin it all at one bar or crack house now ight?"
Bum: "Thank you sir thank you so much."
JFK waves the man off like a peasant, he then cross's the road and continues on with his walk.
JFK: "Jack Hammond, I feel sorry for you my friend, as I've said before normally you and me, I could see us having a pint at the bar like mate's talkin about broads and car's and haven us a good ol time with the ladies, but you see unfortunately for you, you have to steep into the ring with me a week removed from my biggest win in my short career. We are both new to this company the nCw, both green, wet behind the ear's, but unlike most rookies in their first year I've already taken on world champions, I've already defeated legends, I've already defeated golden child’s, Jack Hammond I am not your typical rookie, I am not your typical wrestler, I'm a survivor, I am a fighter, I am better then you. Now, that's not to take anything away from you Jack, none what so ever, but that is a fact. And now that I have a chance to show nCw management, and these fans, what I can do in a one on one situation, well Jack, I am going to take full advantage of that."
He stops in front of some run down piece of crap building that has a painting for a plane crashing into the side of it.
JFK: "This Sunday at Sovereign Jack, you steep into the ring with a man on a mission, a man still filled with anger and resentment, a man who still has a ton to prove to him self, and to the world. A man so focused on becoming the best, that no matter what you do, how hard you fight, how skilled you wrestle, there is not a damn thing you will be able to do to stop me, take no personal grudges to this Jack, but I am simply going to destroy you this Sunday, I cant have it any other way, there can be no question on my dominance, the things I did to my own flesh and blood Jack, the pain and suffering I inflicted upon him, is just a taste, a sample of what's to come from me, I knew I was going to be a changed man after that fight, I knew that I wouldn’t never be the same, what I didn’t know is how much I'd LOVE doing it. His screams of pain, they gave me chill's, his cry's of agony gave me goose bumps, and that was my own brother Jack, what do you think I am going to do to you?"
JFK looks up at the bar, he seams to be a lot more sober now after his walk in the cold night air, he shakes his head at the door and walks in the other direction.
JFK: "I hope you bring your "A" game this Sunday at Sovereign Jack, I really do. I hope a fire lights up under your ass and you come at me with all you got, I hope you push me to my limits, I hope that you can actually live up to the hype and become a challenge. Because if you don’t Jack, if you don’t bring your "A" game, and you don’t fight like your life is on the line, you very well could lose it. Like I said before, no personal offence meant, but I am going to enjoy hearing you breath your last breath, I am going to be giddy with excitement as I wrap my legs around your neck, and choke the life out of you, it will thrill me to no end feeling your lungs collapse under my body as they draw their last hint of air. If your lucky Jack, I wont snap your neck, but sometimes I cant handle my self, sometimes I get a bit carried away, and if that happens, then well...if that does happen, you'll get your self a nice lil room shared by a true legend in this business, a man who also fell victim to James Franklin Karn. And he then too will tell you, that man...that man that put you here in this hospital bed, he isn’t right, he isn’t well, but there’s no one...and I do mean no one...that can stop him."
JFK holes up two fingers to the camera with that devils grin across his face behind em.
JFK: "Two truths in this life Jack, two simple and definitive truths, the first being that we are all, ALL, living to die, and the second being a bit more simplistic, and that is that quite frankly, I…am… better...then you."
JFK gives a light chuckle before turning his back on the camera and walks off down the road into the abyss of the night.
Barkeep: "I think you might be good for the night James"
JFK: "I'll tell ya when I've had eno...beer me."
He slams his empty mug down once more and the beer keep shakes his head no. This angers James and he throws the mug across the bar hitting the front door.
JFK: "Fine...ya won’t serve me...I'll...find some...one who will!"
He get's up and heads for the door leaning to the side a bit, he walks throw the shattered glass with a crunch as he goes outside, the night is dark, hardly any cars on the road, and it must be a tad on the cold side for once he hits the outdoors we can see his breath, he buries his hands into his pockets and starts to head down the street. A woman who is easily spotted as a working girl comes walking up to him.
Working Girl: "Hey there sugar you looking for a date?"
James looks up at her, his head clearing a bit thanks to the cold he looks the woman up and down with discus in his eyes.
JFK: "Gimme a smoke."
Working Girl: "Sure sugar"
She places a smoke into his mouth and lights it for him he then gives her a sly grin never once removing his hands from his pockets.
JFK: "A date huh? Darlin, you'd have to pay ME if ya wanted a date, lookatcha, look at me...a date."
He shakes his head chuckling a bit as the hooker curses him out he continues on his walk down the dark dead street.
JFK: "Welcome to Sunrise Florida, a cesspool of humanity, ho's pimp's and drug dealers on every corner, and just a few miles east is the beach that everyone say's is why you should move to Florida...what a ****ing joke."
James puff's on the smoke never taking his hands out of his pockets, he shivers a bit as a cold breeze blows throw as we see his hair flow back behind him.
JFK: "This past Sunday I accomplished a goal of mine, a goal I thought I'd be happy to accomplish, I finally, and diffusivity defeated my brother in a last man standing match, and as I said it would it has changed me, a man shouldn’t want to destroy his own flesh and blood a man shouldn’t enjoy making his own family suffer, but me...I did...I enjoyed every second of it, every second of pain and punishment that I inflicted on his body, and when I buried him under a pile of barrel's I thought that a weight would be lifted off my shoulders, I thought I'd feel a sense of release knowing that I've finally gotten my revenge on the man who I viewed being the ruiner of my life."
He takes another long drag from his smoke and makes it bounce in his mouth to ash the long burnt part of it off from the end of the smoke.
JFK: "To be honest with you the only thing that changed, is my passion and desire to be better then him, to erase him from everyone's memory, for ever. When people talk about the Karn legacy they will talk about me, James Franklin Karn, not my brother, not my father, but me. And I will do everything and anything to make sure that happens, titles mean nothing to me if I don’t utterly destroy the other person across from me in that ring."
JFK stops at a cross walk he has a do not walk sign but no cars coming from any direction, he still waits as a bum comes walking up to him looking like utter crap.
Bum: "Spare some change sir?"
JFK looks the man up and down, half tempted to yell at the man to get a job he just breaths and spits his cig out to the street, he pulls out a wad of money and hands the bum some bills.
JFK: "Don’t go spedin it all at one bar or crack house now ight?"
Bum: "Thank you sir thank you so much."
JFK waves the man off like a peasant, he then cross's the road and continues on with his walk.
JFK: "Jack Hammond, I feel sorry for you my friend, as I've said before normally you and me, I could see us having a pint at the bar like mate's talkin about broads and car's and haven us a good ol time with the ladies, but you see unfortunately for you, you have to steep into the ring with me a week removed from my biggest win in my short career. We are both new to this company the nCw, both green, wet behind the ear's, but unlike most rookies in their first year I've already taken on world champions, I've already defeated legends, I've already defeated golden child’s, Jack Hammond I am not your typical rookie, I am not your typical wrestler, I'm a survivor, I am a fighter, I am better then you. Now, that's not to take anything away from you Jack, none what so ever, but that is a fact. And now that I have a chance to show nCw management, and these fans, what I can do in a one on one situation, well Jack, I am going to take full advantage of that."
He stops in front of some run down piece of crap building that has a painting for a plane crashing into the side of it.
JFK: "This Sunday at Sovereign Jack, you steep into the ring with a man on a mission, a man still filled with anger and resentment, a man who still has a ton to prove to him self, and to the world. A man so focused on becoming the best, that no matter what you do, how hard you fight, how skilled you wrestle, there is not a damn thing you will be able to do to stop me, take no personal grudges to this Jack, but I am simply going to destroy you this Sunday, I cant have it any other way, there can be no question on my dominance, the things I did to my own flesh and blood Jack, the pain and suffering I inflicted upon him, is just a taste, a sample of what's to come from me, I knew I was going to be a changed man after that fight, I knew that I wouldn’t never be the same, what I didn’t know is how much I'd LOVE doing it. His screams of pain, they gave me chill's, his cry's of agony gave me goose bumps, and that was my own brother Jack, what do you think I am going to do to you?"
JFK looks up at the bar, he seams to be a lot more sober now after his walk in the cold night air, he shakes his head at the door and walks in the other direction.
JFK: "I hope you bring your "A" game this Sunday at Sovereign Jack, I really do. I hope a fire lights up under your ass and you come at me with all you got, I hope you push me to my limits, I hope that you can actually live up to the hype and become a challenge. Because if you don’t Jack, if you don’t bring your "A" game, and you don’t fight like your life is on the line, you very well could lose it. Like I said before, no personal offence meant, but I am going to enjoy hearing you breath your last breath, I am going to be giddy with excitement as I wrap my legs around your neck, and choke the life out of you, it will thrill me to no end feeling your lungs collapse under my body as they draw their last hint of air. If your lucky Jack, I wont snap your neck, but sometimes I cant handle my self, sometimes I get a bit carried away, and if that happens, then well...if that does happen, you'll get your self a nice lil room shared by a true legend in this business, a man who also fell victim to James Franklin Karn. And he then too will tell you, that man...that man that put you here in this hospital bed, he isn’t right, he isn’t well, but there’s no one...and I do mean no one...that can stop him."
JFK holes up two fingers to the camera with that devils grin across his face behind em.
JFK: "Two truths in this life Jack, two simple and definitive truths, the first being that we are all, ALL, living to die, and the second being a bit more simplistic, and that is that quite frankly, I…am… better...then you."
JFK gives a light chuckle before turning his back on the camera and walks off down the road into the abyss of the night.
