Post by jlhfan69 on Jun 12, 2008 14:21:06 GMT -6
Color Key:
Brad Kane - Red
Megan Kane - Blue
A simple room, four walls, two windows and a whole bunch of memorabilia upon the walls. It's a simple chronicle of the career of one Brad Kane as numerous championship belts, photos with the fans, and photos with the fans along with a few more items of a more personal nature. It's a typical office room although quite a few empty boxes are taking up floor space. A large desk takes up the rest of the space that chairs or boxes don't take up. On the desk, we see a laptop along with a ton of papers thrown about, as if a tornado hit. The laptop has a feint sound coming from it, music as it would seem as everything keeps panning out.
In the huge desk chair sits Brad Kane himself as he has his eyes closed and a guitar sitting on his lap and he plays along with whatever song. It's not that half bad all things considered. Then the lyrics start up as he starts to belt them out along with the song...
I was so empty
Self loathing
Before you awoke me
Lived in transgression
Feast on sin
Destroying all I stood for
Megan stands in the doorway, in a robe with the stomach part pretty well extended as far as it'll go. She listens to her husband sing along with Matt Heafy of Trivium.
A world that's spreading disease
Suffer infidelity
Force feed on their sip of sickness
The prophets hiding their rage
Just sucked out some of the pain
And take this world into
Lovelessness
All the pain in the world
Won't stop us now
For we have each other
All the hate in this world
Can't tear us apart
This love's forever
Tears start to come down her face as the pure emotion of the song, coupled with Brad singing and playing long with it has gotten to her. His eyes stay closed though as he continues to shred away on the guitar.
In arms we'll turn away
From their ways
We'll live like no other
Together we're hope
Absolute
The only thing that matters
He finally opens his eyes and sees his wife standing in the doorway as he quickly stops, almost embarrassed by getting caught singing a song. Putting the guitar down, making sure it's resting against the desk, he gets up from his chair as he is dressed up a little bit. Although not as much as the other day when he upset his own brother in public. Such a crazy relationship Spike and Brad share. Anyways, Megan's hair is all done up like they're going somewhere again. Brad wipes the tears from her face as he smiles.
Shouldn't you be gettin' dressed? We do have a reservation to make.
I was going to but then I started to hear you sing our song.
That'll do it I suppose. Although I don't know if I really think a song by Trivium should be our song. There are so many other classics to choose from.
But this was the song that was playing when you purposed to me. So, it's our song, deal with it.
Alright. I suppose I'll manage to live with the fact that I married the most amazing beautiful woman ever.
Well I married the greatest guy in the world. Anyways, mom said she'll look after Lilly again while we go out alone for the last time probably. At least we're done having kids and they're in their older teenage years.
Then I'll start having to worry about what they're doing while we're gone. Boys and parties and all of that stuff. I dread it.
The tears are gone as Megan laughs a little bit.
Don't worry, you'll do fine. Now, I'm gonna go finish getting dressed.
Brad nods as Megan leaves the office doorway. Once she's in the bedroom, Brad closes the door and magically pulls out a camera! He grabs some wires and plugs them into his laptop, for getting it on YouTube at in a few moments....
Same setting.
After four years of wrestling all around the world, Meeting all these people, making new friends, finding out I have a brother and winning a few titles here or there, it's made me realize that I really no longer have to prove myself to anyone. Four years of busting my ass every night has paid off as I think everyone finally realizes that I'm more then a flash in a pan that some promotions will seize on for a month or two before showing no interest in me. Look at my body of work here in New Championship Wrestling. I've only won a single title, took me two matches to do it that night, including the match of the year last year if you remember. Started Age of the Revolution and made a bigger impact then people thought we would. Under the Age of the Revolution banner, Lance Ryan won that nCw title for a second time. For a short time, Spike and I got along. Xavier Williams took off a little bit and now look at him, holding a title that I once considered to be the greatest thing in this company.
I'm not trying to say I played a hand in what's happened to the former Age of the Revolution members but by grouping together, it forces people to realize that they have more worth, more of a chance to make something of themselves if someone showed an interest. For the first couple years of my career, no one showed me that interest. I was just there, wrestling for myself and only myself. The money I made was good but once I started to realize you need to make friends to go places, having someone to watch your back, that's when you really become something. That's when I started to change. I started to go out with the boys, started drinking, having a little bit more fun then I usually would.
More changes come and go. People start thinking I'm an asshole, I'm a problem and they don't feel like dealing with me. I go to rehab and change for the final time. The Brad Kane, Reckless Jack or whatever you feel like calling me is the final realization of change. With the love of my wife, my daughter, my unborn daughter and perhaps even the love of my other family members, I'm reborn. A year ago, I was sleeping in a rehab center, wondering why I was in there, wondering how I had gotten to that point in my life. It was then I realized that with love, anything is possible. When I said I love you to Megan before I left for rehab, she never said it back. The whole time I was in there, I was wondering what if she went on to someone else. What if she was with another guy that wasn't me? The day I left rehab, she was there, waiting for me. I knew it then that my life was finally in order.
I knew from that moment I didn't need alcohol, I didn't need some whore to keep my company because I had what I needed waiting for me the whole time. We're all bound to make mistakes, its part of life. Learning from those mistakes are where those real life lessons come from. Four years later and I'm a completely different wrestler and a completely different person. Even from two years ago, I'm a different person and a different wrestler. Too bad it seems someone quite doesn't understand that.
Simple pause.
While my mother in law is a pain in the ass, AJ, what gives you the right to place judgment on my family. Maybe getting out of the house to get her those smokes she wanted was a way for me to get some peace and quiet. Maybe it was a way to collect my thoughts about what I plan on doing when Sarah is born in about a month or two. You can easily place judgment on those you don't know AJ so why don't you go ahead and tell me what's wrong with my entire life? Maybe you hate the fact that I'm cleaned up, married, having kids while you're still the same person you were from the day I met you. Brash, cocky and extremely stupid.
You see AJ, all your long winded tirades hardly interest me like they used to because it's always the same cut and paste affair with you. You insult and insult and insult until you get tired of that. What you fail to realize is that you haven't really made any real noise in quite some time outside of what flows out of your mouth on a near daily basis. But yet, every time I watch or listen it never changes. Why bother mentioning your wrestling skill? It has no real impact unless you know how to correctly use it. Now it feels like I'm repeating myself from other numerous other encounters elsewhere and I really have no interest in repeating myself AJ. That's part of the change I was talking about a few moments ago.
You're still living in your past from that place. Where some certain members though the sun would shine out of your ass all the time while most of the others saw through your facade and realized that you were nothing but a liar and a cheat. I'm sure the people watching this who followed that promotion know exactly what I'm talking about. What I've done with Kevin Hardaway in another promotion has no bearing towards anything at all. You're just reaching up in the air, trying to find something to say about me because you've already reached the creative limit that your mind allows you to have. If I wanted a recap of what I said, I'd rewatch my earlier transmission, not hear if from you.
While you may have beaten me three times in a row at one point, it seems to me that I won the last two encounters that we shared. Something you glanced over I see. I don't expect anything less from you though AJ. You've always been that way. I remember the days when you'd talk about having respect for everyone and everything. Then two minutes later you'd go ahead and make fun of someone. Yeah, that's a sure fire case of respect. So while you want to label me a hypocrite for some of the things I've said, that's all well and good because I'll be the first to admit I tend to go back and forth quite a bit. That's how my mind works though. I often times get lost in my thoughts while I'm sitting on a plane, missing my family.
Another small pause as Brad takes a break.
I'll be honest again here and tell you this. I did speak about you behind your back but I know for a fact you've done the same thing to me over and over again. Deny it all you want to AJ but when push comes to shove, you're worse off then I am. I maybe told a story or two to a couple of people and I exaggerated it a little bit. We've all done that from time to time. So thus through those stories, you aren't allowed in certain places. Do I feel bad about it? Of course not, it means I don't have to put up with you more then I have to. And as far as I know, you were never in contact with this federation you spoke about. So another case of you being you I suppose.
I never asked what people think about you. Think is completely off the track I was giving you. What does AJ Phoenix mean to people? What do people think when they here that named spoken? Do they run and scream in terror, do they shrug it off or do they treat it as if it's a simple friend they've known for a long time? Regardless, the table is set for another encounter of sorts in a few nights in this three way match that the nCw powers that be put us in.
Speaking of this match, Sexy Jason, it appears we have a common goal throughout, that’s getting rid of AJ Phoenix. I'll gladly accept your help but when the time comes to end it, you outta know that I need to pin this man. You pinning him Jason would just be another occurrence in his life. He'll shrug you off faster then a whore after a night of passion. He'll say you were a fluke. If I pin him, he'll try to put on that face but we'll know, everyone in nCw will know that it's tearing him up on the inside because his hate for me burns inside of him. But I'll agree with you Jason, this is 2008 and none of the past really matters anymore but he's not willing to let it die.
Regardless, that same common goal we share Jason, like you said, it all but over when it comes down to just the two of us in the end result. If you were to win this match, I'd gladly shake you hand like a man in the middle of that ring. Best of luck Jason. See you kids later.
He presses the record button, ending the transmission.
Brad goes to his laptop and starts to upload it onto YouTube. The door opens as Megan is standing in the door way. She's in a long dress that tries to hide the stomach but it doesn't do that great of a job. Regardless, she looks stunning, at least in Brad's eyes. He shuts the laptop folder as it goes into stand by mode. He smiles as he walks to the doorway, extending his arm to Megan.
You ready for the last night alone?
Yes. Although I thought of something.
What's that?
Babysitter.
Good thinking. Still, let's go and have a good time. Maybe this time it won't be ruined by Spike.
If you're gonna act like that, I'm not going. Mike is your brother and he's hurting. He needs you.
I think it's clear he wants nothing to do with me Meg.
Megan stops walking as she stomps off to the bed room and slams the door shut. Brad looks displeased as he shakes his head.
Thanks brother...
Fade to owned.
Brad Kane - Red
Megan Kane - Blue
A simple room, four walls, two windows and a whole bunch of memorabilia upon the walls. It's a simple chronicle of the career of one Brad Kane as numerous championship belts, photos with the fans, and photos with the fans along with a few more items of a more personal nature. It's a typical office room although quite a few empty boxes are taking up floor space. A large desk takes up the rest of the space that chairs or boxes don't take up. On the desk, we see a laptop along with a ton of papers thrown about, as if a tornado hit. The laptop has a feint sound coming from it, music as it would seem as everything keeps panning out.
In the huge desk chair sits Brad Kane himself as he has his eyes closed and a guitar sitting on his lap and he plays along with whatever song. It's not that half bad all things considered. Then the lyrics start up as he starts to belt them out along with the song...
I was so empty
Self loathing
Before you awoke me
Lived in transgression
Feast on sin
Destroying all I stood for
Megan stands in the doorway, in a robe with the stomach part pretty well extended as far as it'll go. She listens to her husband sing along with Matt Heafy of Trivium.
A world that's spreading disease
Suffer infidelity
Force feed on their sip of sickness
The prophets hiding their rage
Just sucked out some of the pain
And take this world into
Lovelessness
All the pain in the world
Won't stop us now
For we have each other
All the hate in this world
Can't tear us apart
This love's forever
Tears start to come down her face as the pure emotion of the song, coupled with Brad singing and playing long with it has gotten to her. His eyes stay closed though as he continues to shred away on the guitar.
In arms we'll turn away
From their ways
We'll live like no other
Together we're hope
Absolute
The only thing that matters
He finally opens his eyes and sees his wife standing in the doorway as he quickly stops, almost embarrassed by getting caught singing a song. Putting the guitar down, making sure it's resting against the desk, he gets up from his chair as he is dressed up a little bit. Although not as much as the other day when he upset his own brother in public. Such a crazy relationship Spike and Brad share. Anyways, Megan's hair is all done up like they're going somewhere again. Brad wipes the tears from her face as he smiles.
Shouldn't you be gettin' dressed? We do have a reservation to make.
I was going to but then I started to hear you sing our song.
That'll do it I suppose. Although I don't know if I really think a song by Trivium should be our song. There are so many other classics to choose from.
But this was the song that was playing when you purposed to me. So, it's our song, deal with it.
Alright. I suppose I'll manage to live with the fact that I married the most amazing beautiful woman ever.
Well I married the greatest guy in the world. Anyways, mom said she'll look after Lilly again while we go out alone for the last time probably. At least we're done having kids and they're in their older teenage years.
Then I'll start having to worry about what they're doing while we're gone. Boys and parties and all of that stuff. I dread it.
The tears are gone as Megan laughs a little bit.
Don't worry, you'll do fine. Now, I'm gonna go finish getting dressed.
Brad nods as Megan leaves the office doorway. Once she's in the bedroom, Brad closes the door and magically pulls out a camera! He grabs some wires and plugs them into his laptop, for getting it on YouTube at in a few moments....
Same setting.
After four years of wrestling all around the world, Meeting all these people, making new friends, finding out I have a brother and winning a few titles here or there, it's made me realize that I really no longer have to prove myself to anyone. Four years of busting my ass every night has paid off as I think everyone finally realizes that I'm more then a flash in a pan that some promotions will seize on for a month or two before showing no interest in me. Look at my body of work here in New Championship Wrestling. I've only won a single title, took me two matches to do it that night, including the match of the year last year if you remember. Started Age of the Revolution and made a bigger impact then people thought we would. Under the Age of the Revolution banner, Lance Ryan won that nCw title for a second time. For a short time, Spike and I got along. Xavier Williams took off a little bit and now look at him, holding a title that I once considered to be the greatest thing in this company.
I'm not trying to say I played a hand in what's happened to the former Age of the Revolution members but by grouping together, it forces people to realize that they have more worth, more of a chance to make something of themselves if someone showed an interest. For the first couple years of my career, no one showed me that interest. I was just there, wrestling for myself and only myself. The money I made was good but once I started to realize you need to make friends to go places, having someone to watch your back, that's when you really become something. That's when I started to change. I started to go out with the boys, started drinking, having a little bit more fun then I usually would.
More changes come and go. People start thinking I'm an asshole, I'm a problem and they don't feel like dealing with me. I go to rehab and change for the final time. The Brad Kane, Reckless Jack or whatever you feel like calling me is the final realization of change. With the love of my wife, my daughter, my unborn daughter and perhaps even the love of my other family members, I'm reborn. A year ago, I was sleeping in a rehab center, wondering why I was in there, wondering how I had gotten to that point in my life. It was then I realized that with love, anything is possible. When I said I love you to Megan before I left for rehab, she never said it back. The whole time I was in there, I was wondering what if she went on to someone else. What if she was with another guy that wasn't me? The day I left rehab, she was there, waiting for me. I knew it then that my life was finally in order.
I knew from that moment I didn't need alcohol, I didn't need some whore to keep my company because I had what I needed waiting for me the whole time. We're all bound to make mistakes, its part of life. Learning from those mistakes are where those real life lessons come from. Four years later and I'm a completely different wrestler and a completely different person. Even from two years ago, I'm a different person and a different wrestler. Too bad it seems someone quite doesn't understand that.
Simple pause.
While my mother in law is a pain in the ass, AJ, what gives you the right to place judgment on my family. Maybe getting out of the house to get her those smokes she wanted was a way for me to get some peace and quiet. Maybe it was a way to collect my thoughts about what I plan on doing when Sarah is born in about a month or two. You can easily place judgment on those you don't know AJ so why don't you go ahead and tell me what's wrong with my entire life? Maybe you hate the fact that I'm cleaned up, married, having kids while you're still the same person you were from the day I met you. Brash, cocky and extremely stupid.
You see AJ, all your long winded tirades hardly interest me like they used to because it's always the same cut and paste affair with you. You insult and insult and insult until you get tired of that. What you fail to realize is that you haven't really made any real noise in quite some time outside of what flows out of your mouth on a near daily basis. But yet, every time I watch or listen it never changes. Why bother mentioning your wrestling skill? It has no real impact unless you know how to correctly use it. Now it feels like I'm repeating myself from other numerous other encounters elsewhere and I really have no interest in repeating myself AJ. That's part of the change I was talking about a few moments ago.
You're still living in your past from that place. Where some certain members though the sun would shine out of your ass all the time while most of the others saw through your facade and realized that you were nothing but a liar and a cheat. I'm sure the people watching this who followed that promotion know exactly what I'm talking about. What I've done with Kevin Hardaway in another promotion has no bearing towards anything at all. You're just reaching up in the air, trying to find something to say about me because you've already reached the creative limit that your mind allows you to have. If I wanted a recap of what I said, I'd rewatch my earlier transmission, not hear if from you.
While you may have beaten me three times in a row at one point, it seems to me that I won the last two encounters that we shared. Something you glanced over I see. I don't expect anything less from you though AJ. You've always been that way. I remember the days when you'd talk about having respect for everyone and everything. Then two minutes later you'd go ahead and make fun of someone. Yeah, that's a sure fire case of respect. So while you want to label me a hypocrite for some of the things I've said, that's all well and good because I'll be the first to admit I tend to go back and forth quite a bit. That's how my mind works though. I often times get lost in my thoughts while I'm sitting on a plane, missing my family.
Another small pause as Brad takes a break.
I'll be honest again here and tell you this. I did speak about you behind your back but I know for a fact you've done the same thing to me over and over again. Deny it all you want to AJ but when push comes to shove, you're worse off then I am. I maybe told a story or two to a couple of people and I exaggerated it a little bit. We've all done that from time to time. So thus through those stories, you aren't allowed in certain places. Do I feel bad about it? Of course not, it means I don't have to put up with you more then I have to. And as far as I know, you were never in contact with this federation you spoke about. So another case of you being you I suppose.
I never asked what people think about you. Think is completely off the track I was giving you. What does AJ Phoenix mean to people? What do people think when they here that named spoken? Do they run and scream in terror, do they shrug it off or do they treat it as if it's a simple friend they've known for a long time? Regardless, the table is set for another encounter of sorts in a few nights in this three way match that the nCw powers that be put us in.
Speaking of this match, Sexy Jason, it appears we have a common goal throughout, that’s getting rid of AJ Phoenix. I'll gladly accept your help but when the time comes to end it, you outta know that I need to pin this man. You pinning him Jason would just be another occurrence in his life. He'll shrug you off faster then a whore after a night of passion. He'll say you were a fluke. If I pin him, he'll try to put on that face but we'll know, everyone in nCw will know that it's tearing him up on the inside because his hate for me burns inside of him. But I'll agree with you Jason, this is 2008 and none of the past really matters anymore but he's not willing to let it die.
Regardless, that same common goal we share Jason, like you said, it all but over when it comes down to just the two of us in the end result. If you were to win this match, I'd gladly shake you hand like a man in the middle of that ring. Best of luck Jason. See you kids later.
He presses the record button, ending the transmission.
Brad goes to his laptop and starts to upload it onto YouTube. The door opens as Megan is standing in the door way. She's in a long dress that tries to hide the stomach but it doesn't do that great of a job. Regardless, she looks stunning, at least in Brad's eyes. He shuts the laptop folder as it goes into stand by mode. He smiles as he walks to the doorway, extending his arm to Megan.
You ready for the last night alone?
Yes. Although I thought of something.
What's that?
Babysitter.
Good thinking. Still, let's go and have a good time. Maybe this time it won't be ruined by Spike.
If you're gonna act like that, I'm not going. Mike is your brother and he's hurting. He needs you.
I think it's clear he wants nothing to do with me Meg.
Megan stops walking as she stomps off to the bed room and slams the door shut. Brad looks displeased as he shakes his head.
Thanks brother...
Fade to owned.