Post by skyslayers on Sept 27, 2008 8:28:39 GMT -6
(A cemetary isn't the friendliest of places. Most people just get the creeps driving by it. Nobody wants to contemplate their own mortality, and being in a place like this, tends to make a person do exactly that. Especially in the rain. It is here we find Falcon, squatting down before a grave marker. The marker reads..
Casey Braddock
Sept 7th, 1996 - Sept 9th, 2008
We can't even be really sure what this means. Falcons name is Braddock, and this does appear to be somewhere in the Boston area. But aside from a sister, Samantha, Falcon never mentioned he had another sibling. So why would he be here? As he stares at it, from some distance behind comes another figure, walking purposefully in a gray trenchcoat. He stops a short distance behind Falcon, standing there and gazing at the very same object. Finally, the man speaks.)
Talon: A cousin perhaps?
(Falcon doesn't look up, nor does he look surprised by hearing Jacks voice. He seems oddly at ease for someone who seems to be at odds with the person he's speaking to.)
Falcon: My replacement..
Talon: Replacement?
Falcon: Summer of 95'. I had just turned 17. My final payment was in to Ed's wrestling school, and I was headed there. My parents decided after that they needed another son, since I was no longer a member of their family. Casey was the result.
Talon: So what happened to him?
Falcon: I don't know.
Talon: He was your brother and you don't know?
Falcon: Well for one I never met him. I was never welcome at home, and if Sams husband wasn't an avid wrestling fan, I probably wouldn't be welcome there either. He's as much a stranger to me as whoever passed by in that car just now.
(Talon absently looks off to the road, watching a black honda traverse the street. Then back at his friend.)
Talon: So, how did you know?
Falcon: Condolence call.
Talon: Mother finally broke down and told you?
Falcon: No. She didn't even tell me he existed. Sam had to tell me. A neighbor saw the Obituary and wanted to express her sympathy.
Talon: Do you even care?
Falcon: What am I supposed to care about? Sure, he was blood, but I didn't know him. He could have been an asshole for all I know. Did I want him dead? No. But it doesn't make a difference one way or another. He died a couple weeks ago, and I didn't even know until this morning.
Talon: I suppose I should call you cruel and whatnot, but I understand where you're coming from.
Falcon: You would. And that's why we get along so well.
Talon: True that.
(Fade out on the cemetary. Fade in later back at Falcons house. Falcon and Talon sit side by side on the couch, the camera placed in front of them. Falcon plays with the plane ticket to Florida. Talon is apparently watching the TV. Finally he sets the remote down and elbows Falcon in the ribs. Falcon places the ticket down on the coffee table and they both lean forward to look into the camera.)
Falcon: I honestly hope you weren't thinking we'd be all seperated and broken, did you? You did, didn't you? Tsk, Tsk dear audience. You all should know better by now. The Enemies are friends first and competitors second. All the matches in the world couldn't change that. Sorry to disapoint you Spike, but if you hoped to turn us against one another and ignite some kind of rivalry.
You failed
Talon: We both said it before. And it still stands now. We saw through your smokescreen. We knew the game and we played it because we already knew the outcome. The entire match screamed of "Let's break up the tag champions". I don't have any doubt that both Lance and Adam were secretly hoping that what happened would happen. Lance, so he could get himself closer to the titles. And Adam so he could see me ditch the one person who's been absolutely loyal to me since day one and make an enemy out of a trusted friend. Well, Adam, the answer remains..
No.
Falcon: You see guys. When you look outside the box, when you look at things as a whole, you see things the way they are. No longer is your vision tainted by self perception. No longer do you look at events that happen and ask yourself "How does this affect me?". Because none of that matters anymore. You stop being concerned about how you look, about how people perceive you. It doesn't matter anymore, because no matter how hard you try, some people are going to love you..
And some people are going to hate you.
Talon: When you stop trying to differentiate the two, that's when everything becomes cake. Real cake, not a lie. But you hear it all the time out of the mouths of those who don't know any better. They tell you that hatred feeds them. But love is the same emotion, on a different polarity. Both become strength, and as you probably have figured out by now, based on true life experience...
Love is obviously stronger.
Falcon: So go ahead and hate us really. You're not doing anything except trying to stop the tide with a shovel. The love from the crowd makes us a stronger force then any hatred you can bring upon either of us. The two of you, out of the entire roster, should know what I'm talking about. You've both felt it, the voice of the people. Go ahead and give me the standard heel speech and say hatred is a better fuel, but come on..
You're not fooling anyone.
Talon: Especially you Lance. I remember a couple weeks ago, you showed the world your future resting places for the tag belts. You said the name of your partner is secret. Then suddenly it wasn't Davey Ortega. Well, then who was it? If Adam was Spikes idea, who did you have planned? Come on Lance, inquiring minds want to know. Hell, I think this may have been a plant. Not some wet dream of Spikes' Kind of odd that you and Adam hate each other, but according to you, you have similar goals. Coincidence?
I think not.
Falcon: Could we be wrong? Possibly. But the facts are there Lance. What you said, and what happened, don't add up to where it's supposed to. Which means, there's a factor missing. So why don't you tell us what we're overlooking. Why don't you enlighten us as to what's going on in the wonderful little world of Lance Ryan. Somethings not well in Denmark, Lance. After all, I'd hate to jump to the wrong conclusion and spill some kind of secret. Something you don't want the world to know yet.
That would be a travesty.
Talon: A tragedy indeed Lance. Time is running out you know. Road to the Gold is tomorrow. I sincerely hope you're preparing, instead of spending your nights out at the bar. I'd hate to have to put down a hungover Lance Ryan. That in and of itself would be a travesty. So have all your opinions and anger ready Lance, paradise is what..? 36 hours away? Something like that. Seems like quite a long time. But in this game..
It's not nearly long enough.
Falcon: As for you Adam, well, as much as I try to refrain from making comments like this, in this case I really don't feel like I have much of a choice.
Go f**k yourself.
You know us. You know that we don't lie. You know that we aren't your typical wrestlers. Or at least, you're supposed to know. I love how you spend all this time talking about how you want to remove the veil of blindness and yet you can't see what is in front of your face. All your enlightment, all your self righteousness...
You can't even answer a simple question.
Talon: The question Adam wasn't "Why me?". I moved past that when you answered it the first time. Ever since then, you've done nothing but tell me my friends lie to me. Tell me that they hold me down. I asked why do you feel that way. Give me an example. But you can't do that..
Because there isn't an answer.
That's the plain truth of it Adam. You keep stating that you were once like me. Then you were betrayed by a friend. I can understand that. I can't relate, because it's never happened to me before. And don't give me more of that crap about last week. Whether he knew it was me or not, he had an obligation to pin me, since I was the damn legal man you dolt. I mean, YOU WERE THERE, and you still couldn't get that right. He did his job, exactly what I expected of him. Exactly what I told him I wanted out of him. That's friendship Adam. If I got half the chance, I'd of layed him out with the Quad Jacks, and he knows it, because he told me to do it. So in reality Adam, he did exactly what I trusted him to do. But you won't see that, because it doesn't fit in with your little spiel. Sometimes..
I just don't understand you people.
Falcon: Face it Adam. You've just played your last card and it failed you. Your quest to rid nCw of it's cancer was what we've been doing for months. There's a difference between righteous, and self righteous. We know that we're doing the right thing. Sure, some of the things we've done have been a little gray, but we did them for the right reasons. You, just want the name of Adam Knite to be relevant again. I mean, I don't like saying it even as I say it but..
That's just the way I see it.
Talon: So let's hear it Adam. Let's hear another waste of airtime dedicated to saying the same things you've already said about four times. Because that's all you can say now. Your quest to redeem nCw started in the exact opposite direction. While you're after us, after the very people who would be your allies, Kole is playing his backstage politics, trying to gain more control. Some nameless revolution is coming with the intent of doing everything you're trying to prevent. Go ahead and ignore us again, call me blind, call him a manipulator. Fact is, I know who I am, and I know who my friends are. Just because you got burned doesn't mean the same thing is going to happen to me. The truth is, for all you think you know..
You know nothing.
Maybe I do need saving. But that is my own fault, not Angels, not Falcons. And if I do need saving, I don't need it from you. Who's to say that if I gave up the Enemies to follow you, you wouldn't do the same? Would you take a backseat to me? Of course not Adam. It's stupid to even say otherwise. How am I supposed to believe your "truth" when everything that comes out of your mouth is an attempt to brainwash me into believing something else. The Devil is the father of lies Adam. How do you know that voice who talks to you is holy? And not..
Something else entirely.
Falcon: What it boils down to guys, is that we are the tag champions. You have your chance on Sunday, revolution or no. None of the speeches you can make about destruction or salvation or monsters is going to change what we know to be true. You want to kill us over some belts..?
Be my guest.
Talon: You want to destroy me because you think I'm lost?
Be my guest.
Falcon: There will always be light and darkness.
Talon: There will always be another battle to fight.
Falcon: There will always be stables that come and go.
Talon: Just as there will always be the Social Enemies.
Falcon: Because there's strong..
Talon: And then there's Enemy Strong.
(Fade)
Everything is so complex
Everyday is like a test
For the obstacles that seem most impossible
And I'm thinking, just another breath.
Not a minute left, how long have I been drifting!.
Pass the glass pipe, hit the flashlight, now I break it
People say I'm a star, but I still think I'll never make it
And I'm thinking, just another prayer.
Not a second left. I feel there's something missing.
Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me
When all the answers that I seek are around me
Am I drowning?
Am I fading away?
Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
I've been to hell and back, looking for the answers to life.
Looking at myself trying to get things right
And I'm feeling, just another breath.
Not a minute left, I feel the darkness lifting!
There was a time that I questioned if I'll ever be allright
Running getting high, staying tracked by sleepless nights
And I'm thinking, just another breath.
Not a minute left. I feel there's something missing.
I'm running from myself and all the things I don't like.
Living everynight like it's the last night.
And I'm thinking. just another prayer.
Not a second left. I need to stop resisting.
Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me
When all the answers that I seek are around me
Am I drowning?
Am I fading away?
Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Drowning in the drama, lost in the light
Trapped by the currents of life, caught in the riptide.
Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me
When all the answers that I seek are around me
Am I drowning?
Am I fading away?
Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
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Casey Braddock
Sept 7th, 1996 - Sept 9th, 2008
We can't even be really sure what this means. Falcons name is Braddock, and this does appear to be somewhere in the Boston area. But aside from a sister, Samantha, Falcon never mentioned he had another sibling. So why would he be here? As he stares at it, from some distance behind comes another figure, walking purposefully in a gray trenchcoat. He stops a short distance behind Falcon, standing there and gazing at the very same object. Finally, the man speaks.)
Talon: A cousin perhaps?
(Falcon doesn't look up, nor does he look surprised by hearing Jacks voice. He seems oddly at ease for someone who seems to be at odds with the person he's speaking to.)
Falcon: My replacement..
Talon: Replacement?
Falcon: Summer of 95'. I had just turned 17. My final payment was in to Ed's wrestling school, and I was headed there. My parents decided after that they needed another son, since I was no longer a member of their family. Casey was the result.
Talon: So what happened to him?
Falcon: I don't know.
Talon: He was your brother and you don't know?
Falcon: Well for one I never met him. I was never welcome at home, and if Sams husband wasn't an avid wrestling fan, I probably wouldn't be welcome there either. He's as much a stranger to me as whoever passed by in that car just now.
(Talon absently looks off to the road, watching a black honda traverse the street. Then back at his friend.)
Talon: So, how did you know?
Falcon: Condolence call.
Talon: Mother finally broke down and told you?
Falcon: No. She didn't even tell me he existed. Sam had to tell me. A neighbor saw the Obituary and wanted to express her sympathy.
Talon: Do you even care?
Falcon: What am I supposed to care about? Sure, he was blood, but I didn't know him. He could have been an asshole for all I know. Did I want him dead? No. But it doesn't make a difference one way or another. He died a couple weeks ago, and I didn't even know until this morning.
Talon: I suppose I should call you cruel and whatnot, but I understand where you're coming from.
Falcon: You would. And that's why we get along so well.
Talon: True that.
(Fade out on the cemetary. Fade in later back at Falcons house. Falcon and Talon sit side by side on the couch, the camera placed in front of them. Falcon plays with the plane ticket to Florida. Talon is apparently watching the TV. Finally he sets the remote down and elbows Falcon in the ribs. Falcon places the ticket down on the coffee table and they both lean forward to look into the camera.)
Falcon: I honestly hope you weren't thinking we'd be all seperated and broken, did you? You did, didn't you? Tsk, Tsk dear audience. You all should know better by now. The Enemies are friends first and competitors second. All the matches in the world couldn't change that. Sorry to disapoint you Spike, but if you hoped to turn us against one another and ignite some kind of rivalry.
You failed
Talon: We both said it before. And it still stands now. We saw through your smokescreen. We knew the game and we played it because we already knew the outcome. The entire match screamed of "Let's break up the tag champions". I don't have any doubt that both Lance and Adam were secretly hoping that what happened would happen. Lance, so he could get himself closer to the titles. And Adam so he could see me ditch the one person who's been absolutely loyal to me since day one and make an enemy out of a trusted friend. Well, Adam, the answer remains..
No.
Falcon: You see guys. When you look outside the box, when you look at things as a whole, you see things the way they are. No longer is your vision tainted by self perception. No longer do you look at events that happen and ask yourself "How does this affect me?". Because none of that matters anymore. You stop being concerned about how you look, about how people perceive you. It doesn't matter anymore, because no matter how hard you try, some people are going to love you..
And some people are going to hate you.
Talon: When you stop trying to differentiate the two, that's when everything becomes cake. Real cake, not a lie. But you hear it all the time out of the mouths of those who don't know any better. They tell you that hatred feeds them. But love is the same emotion, on a different polarity. Both become strength, and as you probably have figured out by now, based on true life experience...
Love is obviously stronger.
Falcon: So go ahead and hate us really. You're not doing anything except trying to stop the tide with a shovel. The love from the crowd makes us a stronger force then any hatred you can bring upon either of us. The two of you, out of the entire roster, should know what I'm talking about. You've both felt it, the voice of the people. Go ahead and give me the standard heel speech and say hatred is a better fuel, but come on..
You're not fooling anyone.
Talon: Especially you Lance. I remember a couple weeks ago, you showed the world your future resting places for the tag belts. You said the name of your partner is secret. Then suddenly it wasn't Davey Ortega. Well, then who was it? If Adam was Spikes idea, who did you have planned? Come on Lance, inquiring minds want to know. Hell, I think this may have been a plant. Not some wet dream of Spikes' Kind of odd that you and Adam hate each other, but according to you, you have similar goals. Coincidence?
I think not.
Falcon: Could we be wrong? Possibly. But the facts are there Lance. What you said, and what happened, don't add up to where it's supposed to. Which means, there's a factor missing. So why don't you tell us what we're overlooking. Why don't you enlighten us as to what's going on in the wonderful little world of Lance Ryan. Somethings not well in Denmark, Lance. After all, I'd hate to jump to the wrong conclusion and spill some kind of secret. Something you don't want the world to know yet.
That would be a travesty.
Talon: A tragedy indeed Lance. Time is running out you know. Road to the Gold is tomorrow. I sincerely hope you're preparing, instead of spending your nights out at the bar. I'd hate to have to put down a hungover Lance Ryan. That in and of itself would be a travesty. So have all your opinions and anger ready Lance, paradise is what..? 36 hours away? Something like that. Seems like quite a long time. But in this game..
It's not nearly long enough.
Falcon: As for you Adam, well, as much as I try to refrain from making comments like this, in this case I really don't feel like I have much of a choice.
Go f**k yourself.
You know us. You know that we don't lie. You know that we aren't your typical wrestlers. Or at least, you're supposed to know. I love how you spend all this time talking about how you want to remove the veil of blindness and yet you can't see what is in front of your face. All your enlightment, all your self righteousness...
You can't even answer a simple question.
Talon: The question Adam wasn't "Why me?". I moved past that when you answered it the first time. Ever since then, you've done nothing but tell me my friends lie to me. Tell me that they hold me down. I asked why do you feel that way. Give me an example. But you can't do that..
Because there isn't an answer.
That's the plain truth of it Adam. You keep stating that you were once like me. Then you were betrayed by a friend. I can understand that. I can't relate, because it's never happened to me before. And don't give me more of that crap about last week. Whether he knew it was me or not, he had an obligation to pin me, since I was the damn legal man you dolt. I mean, YOU WERE THERE, and you still couldn't get that right. He did his job, exactly what I expected of him. Exactly what I told him I wanted out of him. That's friendship Adam. If I got half the chance, I'd of layed him out with the Quad Jacks, and he knows it, because he told me to do it. So in reality Adam, he did exactly what I trusted him to do. But you won't see that, because it doesn't fit in with your little spiel. Sometimes..
I just don't understand you people.
Falcon: Face it Adam. You've just played your last card and it failed you. Your quest to rid nCw of it's cancer was what we've been doing for months. There's a difference between righteous, and self righteous. We know that we're doing the right thing. Sure, some of the things we've done have been a little gray, but we did them for the right reasons. You, just want the name of Adam Knite to be relevant again. I mean, I don't like saying it even as I say it but..
That's just the way I see it.
Talon: So let's hear it Adam. Let's hear another waste of airtime dedicated to saying the same things you've already said about four times. Because that's all you can say now. Your quest to redeem nCw started in the exact opposite direction. While you're after us, after the very people who would be your allies, Kole is playing his backstage politics, trying to gain more control. Some nameless revolution is coming with the intent of doing everything you're trying to prevent. Go ahead and ignore us again, call me blind, call him a manipulator. Fact is, I know who I am, and I know who my friends are. Just because you got burned doesn't mean the same thing is going to happen to me. The truth is, for all you think you know..
You know nothing.
Maybe I do need saving. But that is my own fault, not Angels, not Falcons. And if I do need saving, I don't need it from you. Who's to say that if I gave up the Enemies to follow you, you wouldn't do the same? Would you take a backseat to me? Of course not Adam. It's stupid to even say otherwise. How am I supposed to believe your "truth" when everything that comes out of your mouth is an attempt to brainwash me into believing something else. The Devil is the father of lies Adam. How do you know that voice who talks to you is holy? And not..
Something else entirely.
Falcon: What it boils down to guys, is that we are the tag champions. You have your chance on Sunday, revolution or no. None of the speeches you can make about destruction or salvation or monsters is going to change what we know to be true. You want to kill us over some belts..?
Be my guest.
Talon: You want to destroy me because you think I'm lost?
Be my guest.
Falcon: There will always be light and darkness.
Talon: There will always be another battle to fight.
Falcon: There will always be stables that come and go.
Talon: Just as there will always be the Social Enemies.
Falcon: Because there's strong..
Talon: And then there's Enemy Strong.
(Fade)
Everything is so complex
Everyday is like a test
For the obstacles that seem most impossible
And I'm thinking, just another breath.
Not a minute left, how long have I been drifting!.
Pass the glass pipe, hit the flashlight, now I break it
People say I'm a star, but I still think I'll never make it
And I'm thinking, just another prayer.
Not a second left. I feel there's something missing.
Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me
When all the answers that I seek are around me
Am I drowning?
Am I fading away?
Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
I've been to hell and back, looking for the answers to life.
Looking at myself trying to get things right
And I'm feeling, just another breath.
Not a minute left, I feel the darkness lifting!
There was a time that I questioned if I'll ever be allright
Running getting high, staying tracked by sleepless nights
And I'm thinking, just another breath.
Not a minute left. I feel there's something missing.
I'm running from myself and all the things I don't like.
Living everynight like it's the last night.
And I'm thinking. just another prayer.
Not a second left. I need to stop resisting.
Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me
When all the answers that I seek are around me
Am I drowning?
Am I fading away?
Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Drowning in the drama, lost in the light
Trapped by the currents of life, caught in the riptide.
Sometimes I hate that chaos surrounds me
When all the answers that I seek are around me
Am I drowning?
Am I fading away?
Or am I living up to all your dreams that made me this way
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
Am I drowning?
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