Post by Trash on Jul 17, 2012 19:31:35 GMT -5
Trash sits inside the squared circle, cross legged and with a microphone in his hands. The curtain fell, the show ended, arena empty...only the camera bears witness to the words he is about to say.
Trash : "I sit here wretched and defeated. I've never lost two matches on the same show, never lost two chances at two different championships in one night. As my body shivers with the shame of my own failure, my spirit quakes in terror. I recoil at what I have become and the future haunts me like a specter, sitting there in a haze, threatening me with more failures and greater troubles that are to come.
To come, if I stay on this road to ruin. If I do not stand up, pick the pieces up, and step henceforth with strength...yet, the tendrils of doubt sprout from some dark chamber of my mind, pulling me down, telling me not to try to stand, for I shall take a harder fall. The weakness spreads in me, tells me to roll up in a ball and hide, take the cruel fate which has been bestowed upon me and revel in what little pleasure I could find in a wretched life of mediocrity.
But unlike many who had fallen to such a trap, I realize that which is happening around me. I have caught myself rolling down a hill, and I realize the need to grasp at this branch or that edge and pull myself up from what seems to be assured destruction.
K.C James, Sung Ho, Aaron Holiday, Sara Stone. The last souls left in this shiver of the past, you may have finally seen me fall, but I shall stand on my own two feet again.
I don't know how...but I shall.
To come, if I stay on this road to ruin. If I do not stand up, pick the pieces up, and step henceforth with strength...yet, the tendrils of doubt sprout from some dark chamber of my mind, pulling me down, telling me not to try to stand, for I shall take a harder fall. The weakness spreads in me, tells me to roll up in a ball and hide, take the cruel fate which has been bestowed upon me and revel in what little pleasure I could find in a wretched life of mediocrity.
But unlike many who had fallen to such a trap, I realize that which is happening around me. I have caught myself rolling down a hill, and I realize the need to grasp at this branch or that edge and pull myself up from what seems to be assured destruction.
K.C James, Sung Ho, Aaron Holiday, Sara Stone. The last souls left in this shiver of the past, you may have finally seen me fall, but I shall stand on my own two feet again.
I don't know how...but I shall.
What does this ominous warning mean to the REW and its new champions?
TBC by ... ? ? ?
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