Post by Gib on Dec 6, 2008 22:00:01 GMT -6
scene opens to a man sitting amongst a pile of broken boxes and duct tape. He sips slowly on a flask, when he looks up to the camera, you see his mask covering his face. His eyes look through the mask, a series of memories flash over them. He takes a long sip and then speaks)
Fighting the good fight is something I have never tried before.
I always fought for the wrong reasons, fought for girls, fought for money, fought for the sake of fighting, but never before have I actually had a purpose.
Now, here I stand, on the eve of my match with one of the most devastating superstars in wrestling, on the eve of a night where people are lining up to watch my head be removed from my shoulders and I am fighting for a purpose for the first time in my short career. Up to this point, I have just fought for money, money I have used for food and gifts, money that I didn’t need.
However, there are people that need the nCw, and they need it. Whether they are working class Americans that need a release from the normal day to day drudgery that is their lives, whether it is the performers that have bled, and given every single portion of their being to this federation, or whether it is all of the people that run cameras, untangle microphones, work control panels and write scripts, it is these people that I will represent tomorrow night.
(he lowers his head)
I have done a lot of soul searching this week, I have tried my best to figure out exactly how to come to this match, to win, to be successful. At the beginning of the week, I just wanted to survive, I just wanted to make sure that I wouldn’t be killed by you.
Yeah, that is right, I am a man and I am saying that I expressed fear. Jackhammer, there is no denying that you area bad dude. You have hurt a lot of people, you have ripped their hearts our through their asses and then spit on them when they were down. You are a bad dude, and I won’t lie and pretend to be a huge tough guy, because when life has beaten you down as many times as it has me, sometimes it is just easier to take your spot on the sidelines. Sometimes it is better to understand your role, and sometimes it is better to bow down so that you are guaranteed another fight, guaranteed another day, guaranteed another moment in time.
(He raises his head, and in his eyes you see intensity, something that you have never witnessed in the eyes of Harold)
A couple weeks ago, I would come to the ring and know, I mean truly know deep down in the recesses of my soul that I had no chance to beat you. I would know that my place would be another stepping stone for you to walk over, another example for you to wear on your chest like a pin, another man that was to be made an example for you and your little group of invading tyrants. You and Lance, and Pure Innovation and that piece of **** Adam Knite…
(you are surprised at the hatred he shows for Adam Knite, because he hasn’t shown emotion since his arrival here)
Then Spike Kane came to me, he helped me work out a reasonable contract. He sent me to some great people to train, yeah, sometimes I still see double from when Jimmy Zane crushed me in the head with that chair, but hell, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And Spike, he saw something in me that made him want me to join the resistance. He wanted me, the most inexperienced wrestler here to be his enforcer, and that is what I plan on doing. I know you are the Queen of the Age, I know that you are their figurehead that is supposed to be the new great leader that will lead them to the land of milk and honey, but the problem with that is that you are a supremely retarded individual that has a severe case of potty mouth. I want nothing more then to be the man that stops your reign of terror. I want to be the man that puts you in your place, I want to be the veterinarian that euthanizes your ass… And I want to do it with the nCw banner held high above my head, because this place gave me a chance when no one else did.
(he stands up and points at the camera)
I know you are taking me lightly, and I don’t really care. You think that I am a pushover, a worthless pile of slag that has no true worth, you and the rest of society all hold that opinion and I don’t lose sleep over it. I know I have made some stupid decisions, I have let alcohol and regret ruin my life, I have allowed myself to be beat down without and resistance….
But now things are different, things have changed. I am here to end your movement. What better way to strike a blow to the Revolution then to have an inexperienced bum take out their leader. I have nothing to lose and I am going to leave everything I have on the mat this weekend.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
I have chosen my path, and you have chosen yours, you have allowed yourself to be brainwashed by Adam Knite and that is one sin that you will be unable to gain penance from. I am going to take you apart because an animal that has nothing to lose is a dangerous one…
And I am that animal.
Rest well Jackhammer, for the next time you see me, I will be beating you to a bloody pulp.
(scene fades)
Fighting the good fight is something I have never tried before.
I always fought for the wrong reasons, fought for girls, fought for money, fought for the sake of fighting, but never before have I actually had a purpose.
Now, here I stand, on the eve of my match with one of the most devastating superstars in wrestling, on the eve of a night where people are lining up to watch my head be removed from my shoulders and I am fighting for a purpose for the first time in my short career. Up to this point, I have just fought for money, money I have used for food and gifts, money that I didn’t need.
However, there are people that need the nCw, and they need it. Whether they are working class Americans that need a release from the normal day to day drudgery that is their lives, whether it is the performers that have bled, and given every single portion of their being to this federation, or whether it is all of the people that run cameras, untangle microphones, work control panels and write scripts, it is these people that I will represent tomorrow night.
(he lowers his head)
I have done a lot of soul searching this week, I have tried my best to figure out exactly how to come to this match, to win, to be successful. At the beginning of the week, I just wanted to survive, I just wanted to make sure that I wouldn’t be killed by you.
Yeah, that is right, I am a man and I am saying that I expressed fear. Jackhammer, there is no denying that you area bad dude. You have hurt a lot of people, you have ripped their hearts our through their asses and then spit on them when they were down. You are a bad dude, and I won’t lie and pretend to be a huge tough guy, because when life has beaten you down as many times as it has me, sometimes it is just easier to take your spot on the sidelines. Sometimes it is better to understand your role, and sometimes it is better to bow down so that you are guaranteed another fight, guaranteed another day, guaranteed another moment in time.
(He raises his head, and in his eyes you see intensity, something that you have never witnessed in the eyes of Harold)
A couple weeks ago, I would come to the ring and know, I mean truly know deep down in the recesses of my soul that I had no chance to beat you. I would know that my place would be another stepping stone for you to walk over, another example for you to wear on your chest like a pin, another man that was to be made an example for you and your little group of invading tyrants. You and Lance, and Pure Innovation and that piece of **** Adam Knite…
(you are surprised at the hatred he shows for Adam Knite, because he hasn’t shown emotion since his arrival here)
Then Spike Kane came to me, he helped me work out a reasonable contract. He sent me to some great people to train, yeah, sometimes I still see double from when Jimmy Zane crushed me in the head with that chair, but hell, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And Spike, he saw something in me that made him want me to join the resistance. He wanted me, the most inexperienced wrestler here to be his enforcer, and that is what I plan on doing. I know you are the Queen of the Age, I know that you are their figurehead that is supposed to be the new great leader that will lead them to the land of milk and honey, but the problem with that is that you are a supremely retarded individual that has a severe case of potty mouth. I want nothing more then to be the man that stops your reign of terror. I want to be the man that puts you in your place, I want to be the veterinarian that euthanizes your ass… And I want to do it with the nCw banner held high above my head, because this place gave me a chance when no one else did.
(he stands up and points at the camera)
I know you are taking me lightly, and I don’t really care. You think that I am a pushover, a worthless pile of slag that has no true worth, you and the rest of society all hold that opinion and I don’t lose sleep over it. I know I have made some stupid decisions, I have let alcohol and regret ruin my life, I have allowed myself to be beat down without and resistance….
But now things are different, things have changed. I am here to end your movement. What better way to strike a blow to the Revolution then to have an inexperienced bum take out their leader. I have nothing to lose and I am going to leave everything I have on the mat this weekend.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
I have chosen my path, and you have chosen yours, you have allowed yourself to be brainwashed by Adam Knite and that is one sin that you will be unable to gain penance from. I am going to take you apart because an animal that has nothing to lose is a dangerous one…
And I am that animal.
Rest well Jackhammer, for the next time you see me, I will be beating you to a bloody pulp.
(scene fades)