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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:28:02 GMT -5
The scenes opens with Alex Storm standing in front of the GWF banner.
Alex: Welcome to the GWF.com midnight madness interview! Tonight we are joined once again by The Reprobate and Christina Hernandez! Rep, you seem to be the only GWF wrestler awake at this hour, which explains your consistent appearances on this show! Why are you awake what with your upcoming Interbrand Title defense, and your match with Debolt as Dead End Weekend continues?
Rep: You'd think that a Champion would be getting his rest at this time a night. You'd think that a Champion would be storing away his energy and spending his pain-free preparation time wisely. You'd think that the Champion would be sleeping. Well, Alex... I can no longer screen my feelings. I can't sleep. I have a match coming up in which I am ordered to defend my Interbrand Title against a man that holds two belts. He has experience. He has two experiences. He has the experience of a champion, and he has the XO Experience.
He has The Movement backing him up. But you know what they say. What they have on the East, they have on the West. I have my own tag team partner. I have my own manager. I have two people sacrificing themselves for me. There isn't any form of back up... there isn't any form of a doubt killer quite like that. Damian... in just a few mere hours, I will enter the arena a sleepless mess. I will enter it with the Interbrand Title around my waist. Do you know what I'm going to be leaving as? I'm going to be leaving the arena a sleepless, sweaty, tired mess... with his belt intact. Damian may have double the money. Damian may have double the belts. Damian may have double the women. But I have what he doesn't. I have legitimacy. I have one title that carries just as much pride as his two belts.
I have one woman that can do for me what a group of them do for Damian. I guess I'm lucky. I have what I need. There is no need for sloth or greed. Your sins will catch up with you soon, Damian. I guess you're lucky too, that you have a manager that can negotiate your way in to heaven anyway, huh? Damian, there was once a dirty, disgusting devil that found himself stuck in the dirt. He had no way out, and no where to go. An angel saved him. The devil looked up, and he asked her... "Why did you save me? Why did you save a sinner if you are pure in heart?"
She looked down on him and said "Because without you, I would not exist." The moral of the story is, we bring out the best in each other, Damian. I see bright things ahead for us, even though it may be a rocky road, the end is always far. There is no such thing as the end. There is only a pause.
Alex: The next night you have a contest with Debolt Dragonsbane. What ar-
Rep: Let me stop you right there. When I step in to the ring with Debolt, there is no contest. I am clearly a finer tuned athlete, I am clearly more mobile, and I clearly have a sense of naturalness that Debolt severely lacks. All of the buff and bronze in the world can't make up for a brainless head with no game plan. Debolt lacks what every Champion and successful wrestler needs: Logic. Debolt was too quick to jump the gun and try to create a stable with no logic or tools to even run a stable. His piss poor excuse for a stable is falling apart. Adam Leos was too much of a pussy to defend what WAS his title, against me. And now Debolt and Smart are wrestling each other? Some stable. I'm waiting for the day that Michael Smart breaks free of the crap that is that stable. Smart, they call it a project for a reason. This Project has failed. Get out while you still have somewhat of a career to fall back in to.
When I step in to the ring with Debolt, it doesn't really matter what happens. I will show him up with my wrestling smarts while he looks like a fool, as always. If his boyfriend Leos shows up, I have my own back up, as always. If they ban my back up from ringside, what are they gonna do to me if they get involved anyway? Nothing. They can do nothing. They can't strip me of my Interbrand Title because the belt isn't owned by them. They can strip me of the physical checkbook challenge, but I have already planted the seeds necessary in Damian's head, and I will get a title shot either way. I'm unstoppable. I'm unbreakable. I'm Invincible.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:30:46 GMT -5
With one Championship and one shot at a championship, there wasn't much more that Rep could win to solidify his name.
Or so we thought...
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:36:49 GMT -5
THE MOVEMENT vs THINE EYES & R-SMITH GWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP FRIDAY NIGHT BRAWL [AUGUST 8, 2008] As the camera comes back from a commercial break, Damian and XO stand in the ring, with Stan Vishis and Sinister Minister standing outside in their corner. Damian is still red with anger, as he screams at XO and the others, holding his jaw, still reeling from the fight with Contender, XO trying to calm him down. Some generic music hits the speakers, as Thine Eyes and R-Smtih start to make their way down to the ring, to a general silence from the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the GWF World Tag Team Championship."Smith and Thine slide into the ring, but as they do, Damian jumps Smith and starts pounding into him with big kicks to the back. Thine tries to stop him, but XO charges him and catches him with a leaping clothesline. Damian pushes Smith out of the ring underneath the bottom rope, and slides out after him, continuing his attack. Bill: Damian foregoing the usual technical style of wrestling, presumably deciding to go with a brawling style tonight. Ben: I think he’s pretending Smith is The Contender! Damian pushes Smith back and whips him hard into the steel steps. Smith hits them hard, as Damian mounts him and continues to hit him with lefts and rights. In the ring, XO grabs Thine, and knees him in the gut. He hooks him in a butterfly hold before lifting him up, spinning him over and dropping him spine first across the knee with the modified back breaker. Thine doesn’t have much chance to rest, as XO rolls him over onto his front, and grabs him by the head. He locks in “Just Another Victim” Dragon Clutch, as Thine taps tapping out straight away. The ref signals for the bell, as XO releases the hold. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS – XO AND DAMIAN DENIRO, THE MOVEMENT!"The ref gets the tag titles handed in to him, as “Second Coming” hits the speakers. Outside by the stairs, Damian continues pounding the living day light out of Smith. The ref jumps out to stop him, as does XO. They pull him back, as Smith sits against the stairs. Damian looks to be calming down, as XO pushes him back, telling him to calm down. Suddenly, Damian charges Smith, getting by XO and hits an Ole Kick to the face, crushing Smith back into the stairs. The crowd boo and the ref freaks at Damian, but he’s not listening. He slides into the ring, and orders a microphone be given to him. XO, Sinister Minister and Vishis climb in after him, XO holding both tag titles. Damian: You know what. XO, I’m bored of this. I’m tired of people wanting to get the better of me. Contender is after me, so he can get revenge. Dave is cause I made his ass tap out. They know how great I am, and they want to steal my spot light. And they aren’t the only one. Are they XO?XO stands looking at Damian, shocked.Damian: See, I’ve not forgotten that you’ve got a win over me. You beat me, way back at SNS, and that’s eating away inside me. I’m a double champion, but you’ve got something I don’t. So now, I want my revenge. XO, I’m challenging you to a match right now, and the loser loses his tag title belt. Get a referee.Damian throws the microphone on the ground, and starts telling XO to come on. Sinister and Vishis try to keep them separated, trying to stop The Movement breaking apart. XO looks stunned, but throws the tag titles aside, and starts telling Damian that he’s on. A ref slides into the ring, and looks at both men, as Stan and Minister are going nuts. The bell rings, as XO and Damian go nose to nose in the middle of the ring. Vishis grabs the ref and tries to convince him to stop the match. As he does, Damian pushes XO. XO smiles, before pushing Damian back. The two look ready to start fighting, when Sinister Minister brings his cane down on the back of XO’s head. XO stumbles forward, dazed by the blow, as Damian catches him with a Ode 2 Queensbridge! The ref orders Vishis out of the ring, as Sinister Minister too slides out. The ref turns round to find Damian pinning XO. He reluctantly makes the count. 1… 2… 3!!! "HERE IS YOUR WINNER – DAMIAN DENIRO!"Bill: What the hell? The Movement just screwed XO out of his tag team title! What’s going on here? Minister slides back into the ring, grabs the tag titles and hands them both to Damian who stands over XO. XO lies on the mat, holding his head, as Damian and Stan roll him out of the ring. Damian starts shouting for a microphone again, as he puts both tag titles over his shoulders. He grabs the mic off the ref when he goes to hand it to him. Damian: See, that’s why I don’t want you as my partner any more. You lack the viciousness needed to be a champ. Needed to hang with us. That’s why I don’t want you as my partner any more. That’s why I don’t need you as my partner anymore. I’ve found a partner who I know is just as vicious as me. I may not like him, but I respect his ability to know that some things transcend our rivalry. Ladies and gentlemen, your new Tag team champion…
The Reprobate!!!The crowd boo, as "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon hits the speakers. Rep walks out through the curtains, clapping and with a big smile on his face. He walks down the ramp and climbs up into the ring, as Damian shoves the title into his chest. Rep takes it and holds it up in the air, as Damian screams over the boos "Welcome to The Movement!" Damian drops and rolls out of the ring with his titles, as Stan and Minister follows him. Bill: What the hell has happened here? Rep and Damian are now the tag team champs? As the screen fades to the next commercial, Damian continues walking up the ramp, as Rep holds his new title up in the air celebrating…
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:38:51 GMT -5
With is Interbrand Championship reign going well, Rep was forced to defend the title against midcarder Rain, in what many thought would be a cakewalk. Sometimes "many" are wrong.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:39:45 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Alex Storm at the interview position.
Alex: Welcome... everyone, to the GWF midnight madness interviews here on GWF.com. I'm here with The Reprobate, as always. Rep, you defended your title against Damian DeNiro at Dead End, and now you have to defend it again this Sunday at Brunch, against Rain. Rain interfered in your match and almost cost you your Interbrand Title. What do you have to say about him, and why did you interfere in his match with The Superbeast?
Rep: You do not put your hands on my woman. You don't put your hands on my Title. Rain attacked my woman. You can't expect me to let him get away with that. I DDTed him, and he deserved it. He's a woman beater. Then when it was time for me to defend my title against Damian, he came in looking for revenge. He hit me. Do you know what he did then? He put his hand on my championship. He tried to steal it, and he would have gotten away with it too if The Superbeast wasn't there. He's a thief. Then he got what he deserved again, when Christina slapped him in the face.
Rain got involve with me twice. He asked for it and he got it, twice. But he's asking for it again. He's asking for it again, because he challenged me for my Title, and he really thinks that he has a chance. Rain, you put your foot where it doesn't belong. You got involved when you were irrelevant. You paid for it twice, and you're going to pay for it again. When you step in to the ring with me for my Interbrand Title, you will not leave with it. You will not leave with my Title, you will not leave with a win, you won't even leave with all of your teeth in place. You put your hands on two of the most important things in my life, AND career. You attempted to injure my girlfriend and manager, and you threatened to steal my Title just like that fan did before I even got in to the ring. That stupid fan is probably in jail now. When you face me in the ring, you're going to WISH that you were put in jail last Saturday.
Don't even show up, Rain. You've gotten what you deserved twice. You shouldn't gamble when you don't have the money. You shouldn't even show up because you can't compete with me and walk out on top. Quit while you're behind. Don't threaten your career. If you choose to threaten your career by showing up, I will threaten your career. I will end your career. I will crush your dreams, and leave you with nothing. Take my advice and skip the show.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:53:05 GMT -5
REPROBATE vs RAIN GWF INTERBRAND CHAMPIONSHIP SUNDAY BRUNCH [AUGUST 10, 2008] The video package ends as the ring is cleared, except for Alex Storm. He stands in the ring alone as "Denied" by Sonic Syndicate hits and Rain makes his way to the ring. The crowd seems to be behind Rain in his quest to become the man to dethrone Rep, and become a fresh face in the form of a major player in the main event. Rain reaches and high fives fans below him on the walkway and then enters the ring. He poses for a cameraman who takes a photo. Rain begins doing pre-match runs off of the ropes. On his third run, he comes back to go off the opposite side of the ropes and GORE!!! Matt Baily: Woah! The Superbeast just came out of nowhere and Gored Rain, and right before one of the biggest matches in the guy's career! What was that for?The Dan: He's sending a message! Don't FUCK with Rep! It might also be more revenge from last Saturday when Rain CHEATED to pin The Superbeast!Matt Baily: He did NOT cheat!Rain clutches his midsection as The Superbeast exits the ring and taps the apron and grins at his destruction. He stays put as "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" hits, and Rep quickly makes his way from behind the curtain. Rep walks to the ring as quickly as he can as Christina Hernandez rushes behind him. Rep drops his belt right in front of the ring, and enters in. He hops on top of Rain and goes for the cover... One... Two... Three! NO! Rain kicks out of Rep's pinfall! The Superbeast growls as Christina leaves the ring and stands next to him. The bell finally rings as Rep lays the boots to Rain. Matt Baily: I can't believe that kid kicked out of that. He really wants this Title!The Dan: Of course he wants it, but wanting it isn't enough. How are we gonna know if this kid just wants it, then when he gets it he's going to take it for granted just like Adam Leos did. What is Leos doing now? He's losing on FNB every week! That title is serious business, and Rep is the only man capable of holding it, because even the US Champion, Damian couldn't beat him!Rep stomps Rain and hits an elbow drop followed by a forearm drop and then mounts Rain to land a series of punches, which don't stop until the crowd's booing gets so loud that Rep's only reaction is to stop. He looks up at the crowd and gives them a dirty look, then continues to lay the punches. Rain attempts to block the punches, but for the most part he fails as Rep's hits land. Rep grabs Rain by the hair and lands a much bigger punch than the ones before, and then gets up, and pulls Rain up with him. He throws Rain in to the corner and follows up with a chokehold. Then he chops Rain as the crowd booes. He chops him again, and the crowd booes louder. A ninja runs by. Rep then grabs Rain's hair again and hits a big punch that drops him to the bottom turnbuckle in a sitting position. Rep places his boot on Rain's neck and chokes him with his foot, and then raises it up as he rests his other foot on the bottom rope, elevating himself and intensifying the choke. Rain kicks his legs and grabs Rep's foot as he gasps for air. Rep steps off and then kicks Rain in the groin, followed by a ten punch to the face. Rep then turns and walks off and raises his arm to a chorus of booes, and then stands in the opposite corner. He pushes off, runs at Rain, and hits a sliding dropkick to Rain's face. Rep gets up and walks over to Christina. He reaches over the ropes as she hands him a hand towel! Rep climbs to the top rope and blows his nose in to the towel! The snot rag has been created! Rep gets off of the top rope and turns around. Matt Baily: Don't tell me he's gonna try to use that on Rain...The Dan: Of course he is! Why else would he blow his nose in to it?Rep walks over to Rain and raises the rag high! He begins to get it ready, but Rain kicks him in the midsection! Rep drops the snot rag and it lands in the middle of the ring. Rep grabs his groin and Rain hits a punch, followed by shooting Rep off the ropes. As he comes back, Rain hits a kick and then a forward russian legsweep, which sends Rep's face right in to the snot rag! Matt Baily: OHHH! Talk about a move backfiring! That's disgusting.Rep grabs his face as Rain kicks his back, and then runs off the ropes to go for another move. Rep slides out of the ring before it can connect, right next to Christina and The Superbeast. Christina goes to check on Rep as The Superbeast gets on the apron. The referee rushes over to stop The Superbeast from entering the ring. As the referee is turned, Christina hands Rep something and smooths her hands away from his fist. Rep enters the ring again as The Beast is settling down and the referee is getting him off the apron. Rep hits Rain with a punch that sends him down quickly with no return. Rep takes the BRASS KNUCKLES off and throws them out in front of Christina, who kicks them under the ring. Matt Baily: Hey! I saw that! Rep just used brass knuckles! He's gonna CHEAT to win this match!The Dan: You saw nothing! Don't you know how hard a punch is from Rep? He went down hard because that guy packs a punch like no one else!Matt Baily: Lies and slander! I saw him packing that brass!Rep drops to his knees as the referee comes back to the action. Rep drops on top of Rain for the cover! ONE... TWO.. NO! Rain kicked out! Rep is in disbelief and argues with the referee. Rain rolls on to his stomach and clutches his midsection as Rep yells at the referee. Rep corners the referee and yells at him as Rain gets to his feet. Rain runs off the opposite ropes as the referee dives out of the way, Rain hits a running dropkick on Rep in to the corner. Rep hits it then stumbles back in to a reverse DDT! Rain goes to the top rope and pumps the crowd up for a Golden Shower! He hits the move! Both men are down! Rain can't get to Rep for the pinfall. Rep is motionless, and Rep's posse on the outside are pissed. Christina slams her hands on the apron as Superbeast growls and breathes heavily. They don't know what to do as both wrestlers are down. The camera pans the ring which shows all of the fans rising and cheering for Rain. Meanwhile in the crowd, Star-Man and Falcon are STILL brawling! They fight all the way back to the rail and over it, right outside the ring! Falcon is getting the better of Star-Man, until Christina hits Falcon with her shoe! The Dan: GUCCI HIGH HEEL TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Damn, she's stylish AND vicious!Falcon goes down yet again at the hands of Christina, and Star-Man begins to approach Christina to wave his finger at her again. Superbeast takes this as a threat, and GORES him! Back in the ring, Rain tries and pulls himself to his feet SLOWLY in the corner, and buckle by buckle, climbs to the top once again! Matt Baily: What's he doin!?The Dan: He's sealing the deal! Making sure he's got him DOWN![/b][/color] Rain is woozy at the top, and he prepares for another move! The crowd goes wild as Rain is airborne, he hits a second Golden Shower! He practically does a backflip and lands on his stomach, feet away from Rep! Suddenly, the bell rings. Matt Baily: Hold on! The bell just rung! I believe we've gone to the 20 minute time limit! The referee has the belt!The referee takes the Interbrand Title and walks past Rep... over to Rain! He begins to hand Rain the belt!Matt Baily: In my headset I'm being told that the judges have ruled that Rain has won this championship match! The referee is giving him the belt!The referee tries to hand the belt to Rain, but he shoves it away! He throws his hand out to the referee... "5" He then moves the hand over to Rep with his five fingers extended. Rain is handed a microphone by the referee, who has the belt in his hand. Rain: Five more minutes! I want five more minutes to prove I can beat him! Give me five more so I can prove I can do it!Matt Baily: HE WANTS FIVE MORE MINUTES!The Dan: WHAT an idiot! TAKE THE BELT, KID!Rain drops the mic and the referee goes over to Rep to see if he agrees to the stipulation. Rep says no, he doesn't want to give him five more minutes.. and the referee starts walking back to Rain with the title! Rep, in a quick movement, stops the referee and says that he'll do it! The referee puts the title back outside the ring as Rain rests lifeless, on the ropes. The referee rings the bell again and both men are at it! They lock up and Rep shoves Rain in to the corner! Rep runs over and hits a clothesline. Rain wobbles on his feet to the middle of the ring and Rep goes for the DDT! Rain spins around in to a RainPlex! He hits it!!!! PINFALL! ONE... TWO.... THREE!!!!!! NO!!!!Rep gets the shoulder up as Rain looks on in disbelief! The crowd booes heavily at Rep kicking out, and Rain looks around in utter disbelief as he looks for something else he can do to put the Champion away. He picks Rep up and bounces him off the ropes. Rep comes back and ducks a clothesline... Gore! Matt Baily: Rep just hit the Gore! He's taking a page out of The Superbeast's book!The Dan: YEAH!Rep hops on Rain for the pin! One... ...Two! .........NO! Rain kicked out! Matt Baily: WOW! Rain kicked out of the Gore!The Dan: You MUST point out that a Gore from Rep just isn't the same as a Gore from The Superbeast. With all do respect to Rep, he just isn't as big as Superbeast is.Matt Baily: You make a good point, but Rain still deserves credit for kicking out of such a high impact move!Rep picks Rain up and throws him off the ropes. Rep prepares the BITCH SLAP... but Rain ducks! Rep spins around and Rain hits a backcracker on Rep! Rain looks around as the crowd cheers him on. He quickly runs to the top rope and sets up for the Golden Shower! Suddenly, Rep leaps to his feet and runs up to the top rope! Matt Baily: He was playing dead!Rep punches Rain and stops his momentum. Rep smashes Rain's head against the turnbuckle and then moves behind him. He slowly lifts Rain and twists him upside down. He holds Rain upside down and turns around... He has Rain in a 69 position, standing on the top rope! Rep slowly moves forward... TOP ROPE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!!!Rain is down and his head wobbles in a state of unconsciousness. Rep hooks Rain's legs and goes for the cover. ONE... ...TWO... ..........THREE."HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILLLL... INTERBRAND CHAMPION.. THE REPROBATE!!!"Matt Baily: Oh my gosh, what a MATCH! Rain would have had the belt if he didn't have that need to prove his worth and the need to pin Rep!The Dan: He is an IDIOT if you ask me! A complete IDIOT! He had the title in his grasp but he wanted to play fan favorite. NICE GUYS FINISH LAST!Rep stands with his belt around his waist as Christina and The Superbeast run in to the ring. Rain lays motionless in the corner as Christina kisses Rep on the lips and the referee raises Rep's arm. Rep quickly bails the ring and stumbles to the back as he attempts to get over his state of shock. Matt Baily: What will happen! What will go down from this night on to next month, September 13th 2008, when Brunch presents it's second Pay-Per-View ever n Brooklyn, New York... at the Blue Cross Arena? What will happen!
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:54:36 GMT -5
After taking one too many shots to the head during this match, it seemed as if Rep was never the same following his win over Rain after a hellacious title defense. Sometimes he would come out to the ring and ramble senlessly, a far cry from his intellectually philisophical speeches of yesterday.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:54:57 GMT -5
Things are starting to become a lot clearer to me. There was a lost soul around here, floundering in the sea of light. But all of the sudden, my mind was cleared, and I was sent to the amazon river, in my own head. When I was there, I realized that when you hate something so much, it is something that looks a lot like you.
Something that you know, truly scares you. The only thing I have ever been afraid of in my life... has been myself. The only thing I have ever hated... with a passion, was something that comes close to my strengths.
You see, I realize now... as I was sitting on the edge of a boat, floating on the outskirts of the Bermuda triangle. In my mind, I realized... that he and I are one in the same. When there is a deadly lightning storm, there has to be a hell of a lot of thunder.
When all of these people coming around... whether they be Cataclysm, whether they be the World Heavyweight Champion... I want you to realize this. You do not need anymore bounty hunters but this one. The time is drawing near, now. All of us are joining together.
The forces are coming near. The only thing I learned, was that he and I are the same. It has proven to me that soon, my position will be the truth. He and I will stand together as ONE, or TWO, or whatever it takes... because you can't have lightning without thunder. It was written... we are in the final days.
The lines are clearly drawn. All of the stars of GWF, they will be hit. Lightning only strikes once, but it is the severity of the strike that kills, not the amount of times that it will hit.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:56:00 GMT -5
The scene opens up at the GWF Brunch Arena, from a house show. The camera is a GWF Fancam, shot by Alex Storm with "RE" in the bottom right corner in blue. The Dan stands in the ring with a microphone in hand as the crowd booes him.
The Dan: Well, once all of you suckas get to shuttin' up... I formally welcome you... to The Vice City VIP Lounge! Not many wrestlers are let in, and those that are truly deserve it. With us today is none other than that Dastard Bastard, the World Interbrand Champion himself.... Rep!
"Man In The Box" by Alice In Chains hits as Rep enters through the curtain with Christina Hernandez at his side. Christina holds a singapore cane and the Interbrand Title on her shoulder, as Rep wears the World Tag Team Championship around his waist.[/b]
The Dan: Lookin good, retro Repro! But not as good as your foxy valet, Christina Hernandez! What I wouldn't give to get five minutes with that piece of booty! But Rep, let's get serious here for a moment. And there's nothing as serious as that World Interbrand Title that rests around the voluptuous waist of your manager. Everybody on Brunch wants to get at you for that belt, Rep. Everybody wants to be Champion. Even I wanna get that belt!
Rep stops Dan, but allows him to continue.[/b]
The Dan: BUT! But... I'd never cross you masta! You are the Kurt Cobain of professional wrestling... except you actually have talent and your girlfriend doesn't look like a man and she doesn't ultimately lead to your demise... nevertheless, there are a lotta people that want you one on one, Rep. Only one man has won the right to get you in the ring for the Interbrand Title, and his name... his Michael Smart.
The crowd pops as all three in the ring look on disapprovingly.
The Dan: I'm sorry bout that, Rep. They just don't know how to act. But the fact that Smart has a match against you has got many people talkin. It's got these idiots at ringside talkin, it's got Matt Baily talkin, and it's got every Brunch fan talking, Rep. What are you gonna do... what will you do to make sure that the Title stays around your waist come the big showdown, and when do you think it will happen?
The Dan hands the microphone to Rep as he raises it and... hands it to his manager Christina.
Christina: I'm glad you asked me that question, The Dan. When Rep won this title that's around my waist right now, he had to go through Falcon... and Michael Smart. So clearly he's beaten Michael Smart in the past. Whenever this match happens, he's gonna do it again. He's gonna do the same thing to defend the title that he did to win the title. He is going to strip Smart of his dignity, and keep the title that was never Smart's to begin with.
Christina lowers the microphone as the people at ringside begin to chant "She-has-her-pes!" She raises the microphone again.
Christina: As far as when the match will be happening, you gonna need to ask Jay C, Karma, or Matt Baily. We don't make the matches... we just win them. He beat Michael Smart, he beat Falcon, he beat Damian DeNiro, he beat "the fastest rising star in GWF" Rain. He is single handedly destroying everyone that comes in contact with him. He is one half of the first double World Tag Team Champions in GWF history.
The crowd's previous chant slowly fades in to "AIDs-is-gonna-kill-you!"
Christina: He's so good that he even has a contract that issues him a match which will allow him to take his own tag team partner's championship. He's on fire, and nobody else is. You know what they say about using fire to fight with fire. Nobody else has enough of it to even match up. So whenever Michael Smart wants to challenge us, we'll be waiting.
The previous chant dies down and quickly becomes booes as Christina hands the microphone to Rep, with a small smile on her face. Rep accepts the microphone and raises it.
Rep: How dare any of you wish such a horrible plague on a woman this beautiful. Where you see diseases, I see beauty. Where you see infection, I see love. Where you see a cop-out... I see a champion. And where you see a hero... I see a pawn. Michael Smart got his number one contendership by defeating his former leader.
The crowd booes at the mention of Alan Christopher.
Rep: Smart never would have gotten that match if I hadn't convinced him to quit Project Perfection. I am responsible for his newfound success, and I will take full responsibility for ending his success before it even leaves the ground. Michael Smart, these people out here seem to be behind you. What you do not realize is that I didn't get that belt by pondering to them.
The crowd booes intensify and a "You're-an-ass-hole!" chant breaks out.
Rep: I didn't get this World Tag Team belt by pondering to them. I damn sure didn't win that checkbook challenge by pondering to them. I didn't become a Double champion because of them. I owe it all to the woman standing beside me. Behind every great man, is a great woman. I have a special weapon, Michael Smart. I have the advantage. I'm able to bail myself out of one death while they bail me out of four more respectively. Like a cat, I have nine lines.
A "you're-a-pussy!" chant breaks out.[/i]
Rep: Nine opportunities to live on. You have but one. You only get one opportunity at my Interbrand Championship. You already got your shot for the World Tag Team Championship that I now hold, and you couldn't get past me to even begin your quest for that gold. You are clearly a failure, and you will never become Interbrand Champion. You are weak minded, and weak willed. Not only will I successfully defend my Interbrand Title against you, but I will also defeat you this week on Brunch, in a handicap match with JJB as my partner.
A "you-suck-dick!" chant breaks out.
Rep: Your partner has been eliminated from the equation. What a misfortune. Some must die so that others may live. JT Phoenix was a weak link that was begging to be eliminated. He got what was coming to him, and you're getting what's coming to you, Smart. This week on Brunch, you will be left bloodied, just like JT Phoenix was. Your weaknesses will only strengthen, in my favor. When it comes time to defend my title, you will fall.
Rep hands the mic to Christina and climbs the top rope. He takes his shirt off and throws it on the ground to reveal "You Will Fall" written on his chest.[/i]
Christina: But we have more business to take care of. This Friday night, Rep will return to Friday Night Bore... to attend a ceremony that he has been invited to, by his co-Champion, Damian DeNiro. Damian is always trying to start a party, and Rep has accepted his invitation to speak to Damian one on one in front of the world. Whether a certain Sisterhood of the traveling pants tag team will show up during the ceremony or not, we will be ready. Rep will be ready, I will be ready, and The Superbeast will be ready. Prepare to get FUCKED! Because we are what we say we are...
We are what you wish you could be... we are what you fear...
and the GWF will never be the same again.
The scene fades with Rep on the top rope and Christina blowing a kiss to the camera.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:56:28 GMT -5
The scene opens up in the ring at a GWF house show. Alex Storm stands in the ring with a microphone.
Alex Storm: Ladies and gentlemen, we've seen many different shades of grey in characters here in GWF, but the man that I will interview tonight has been through them all. He is the Interbrand Champion, he is one half of the World Tag Team Champions, and his name... is The Reprobate!
"Man In The Box" by Alice in Chains hits as Rep comes through the curtain with Christina Hernandez. Rep has his Interbrand Championship around his shoulder, and Christina has the World Tag Team Championship around her waist. Rep walks to the ring, staring at the people around it. He enters the ring, and looks around before stepping in. Christina enters after him, and for some reason she looks worried.
Rep walks over to Alex while continuously looking to the side of himself.
Alex Storm: Rep... you won that Interbrand Championship about a month ago. How hard has it been to defend that belt, what with all the young, hungry talent coming after you?
Rep: Alex, there's something on my chest that I need to say, and I need to say it right now. There's something that you need to know. I'll tell you something about paranoia...
Rep looks to the outside of the ring with a blank stare. Alex, confused with Rep's extremely long pause, attempts to break the silence.
Alex Storm: ...Paranoia.
Rep: Yes... people...... I know. See....... I know what's happening in my head. Because people tell me..... at night, when I lay there. I toss and turn, and I can feel the things that are happening to me...... and I'm not paranoid one bit. I want to...
Rep spaces out yet again, and Alex looks confused.
Rep: You know...... me and him are a lot alike, late at night I've been worrying about a lot of things. You know, he started out too, with nothing. He had nothing, just like me. He rose... and he caught a lightning bolt... and it took him all the way there. Well when I went, I went past the lightning bolt. I was sent to the land of God. I saw things that most men never get a chance to see. I became enlightened. I knew one thing... I knew that sooner or later, in the contract that I have with you, Alex.... I would get a chance for the World Heavyweight Championship.
Alex Storm: Rep... Rep.... we don't have any contract...
Rep blankly stares at Alex.[/i]
Rep: ...You're my manager.
Alex points to Christina.[/i]
Alex Storm: Rep... she's your manager.
Rep: Yes.
Alex Storm: Rep... I'm your friend and an advisor, but there's nothing on paper.
Rep: I've got the contract at home.
Alex Storm: No, no no. There is no contract, we're just friends.
Rep: You ever seen molecules? Sometimes when I look at things, I look deep in to them, and I can see things. I see many things. I can see the truth behind those things.
Rep touches the microphone.
Alex Storm: That's a microphone.
Rep: On the contract, it says that I get a shot at the World Heavyweight Title that Jeff James owns.
Alex Storm: ...Rep... first of all, we do not have a contract. Second of all, Jeff James is not the World Heavyweight Champion, Don Cicinni is the World Heavyweight Champion...
Rep: ...Jeff James...
Alex Storm: It's gotta be 90 degrees in this ring. Rep, no offense, but you look a mess. You look like you haven't slept in days, you're probably just a little confused. We don't have a contract, Jeff James is not the Champion, Don Cicinni is the World Heavyweight Champion.
Rep: I want to say this. I see you following me. I saw you in that Ford Crown Victoria.
Rep breaks out in to a strange maniacal laugh.[/i]
Rep: You're not fooling me! Cause I see you! You know... I parked down on another street a few nights ago, and I put the seat back in recline, and THAT's when I caught you! See, you thought I was another car. I saw that green Crown Victoria glide by, and I saw him in the car.
Alex Storm: Rep... who?
Rep: You know who.
Alex Storm: Who was following you?
Rep: You know who's following me, I saw him. Yeah, I had my seat in recline like this...
Rep leans back and then laughs again.[/i]
Rep: I saw you come by! But when am I going to get my title shot?
Alex Storm: Rep... you're not even in the Legacy Cup. You do not have a contract with me, and you certainly don't have a World Heavyweight Title shot!
Rep's smile quickly leaves as he looks up in to Alex Storm's eyes.[/i]
Rep: No... title shot?
Rep inches in closer towards Alex, which forces him to move back towards the turnbuckle.
Rep: No... title... shot?
Alex's back hits the turnbuckle and Rep looks in to his eyes with a look of insanity.[/i]
Rep: You're one of them. You're trying to take away my title shot. I won that Legacy Cup fair and square. I won that title shot. Alex... you're playing a dangerous game. Since you won't tell CJ that I'm coming for his World Heavyweight Title... I'll send him the message he deserves.
Rep turns to leave, but then quickly turns around and hits Alex with a stiff punch that knocks him back towards the turnbuckle. Rep grabs Alex by the shirt and drags him to the center of the ring, and hits the DDT, laying him out. Rep gets up and looks to the rafters with a look of shock, and then satisfaction, as he smiles at Christina and then... hugs her.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:57:46 GMT -5
Before Rep could successfully cash in his championship shot at the US Title, GWF closed over an investigation on drugs in pro wrestling. Nearly six months later, GWF returned for a short reunion tour, in which Rep had a chance to obtain the title he had his eyes on for so long.
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:58:44 GMT -5
[-The scene opens up in a parking lot at night. The lot gives off a feeling of emptiness... save for one large, broken down vehicle farthest from the camera. The wind blows bush stumps along the dividers of the lot, and ambulance sirens sound off in the far distant streets. The camera turns slowly to the right. A city street. The street lights bring a florescent orange light to the building walls. On the opposite sidewalk, homeless people lay. Shuffling on the right side of the screen, it must have been a crack addict. The camera moves back to the left, passes through the lot, and pans upwards to a large building. A large sign is posted with graffiti and police tape covering it. The sign barely reads "GWF Wrestling" anymore.-]
[-The camera moves to the front double doors and surprisingly, the doors are unlocked. The camera passes through a short hallway and enters another set of souble doors... the ring. The camera moves closer to the ring... stops...
Rep: You have no business being in here, unless you've worked your entire life to get here... or you've simply bought a ticket. All the money in the world can't buy you somebody that loves you for who you are. They say that money can't buy happiness. If money is what America revolves around, then just what will it take to make a nation of millions satisfied?
[-Rep ponders, then nods and motions to the camera.-]
Rep: ...Come with me.
[-The camera follows Rep as he sits on the apron of the ring and crosses his arms, resting his hands on his knees.-]
Rep: Isn't it funny how things work out? How many people would have killed to ba able to get through those doors on a Friday or Sunday night? On an average show we'd have to turn away hundreds of people just to satisfy fire marshals. People packed in, literally sat on top of each other, and enjoyed it. Getting through those double doors was like making your way through the gates of heaven. Restricted access, VIPs only. Now any feeble crackhead or homeless bum can wander in unannounced... just as you just did.
[-Rep unfolds his arms, which reveals a scar on his left arm, from elbow to wrist.-]
Rep: Yeah... people would have killed to get through those doors. But I'm going to have to kill myself before I leave them. I haven't left this building for six months. I sleep on the bleachers, I shower in the dressing room. I entertain myself by working out in this ring. You know... they were gonna turn the water and electricity off in this building.
[-Rep looks up at the cieling as Christina slowly crawls over to him from inside of the ring on her hands and knees.-]
Rep: The house lights don't work anymore, but the water still runs. The vending machines are almost empty, and whatever garbage is left is quickly reaching expiration date. What a perfect time for you kreatons to come out from hiding. What a perfect time for you bastards to leave your nice homes and come "back to work." Do you know how many times I pass by this ring and remember the time that I threw Damian DeNiro back first in to the guard rail? Do you know how many times I pass by that runway and remember all of the times that I tossed Stan Vishis off of it? How about when I pass by the turnbuckles and remember every single time that my face was smashed against them? You know what kills the most? Seeing that stage with its torn curt, and remembering all of the times that I walked through it as a competitor, and back through it as a winner... or a loser. How many times have I left this building since it was over? None. How many times have I passed through that curtain since my last match? Not once. How much do I train? Every single day. I'm in the top physical condition of my life, and I've yet to be seen by anyone. That's all going to change on March 27th. The GWF World Champion probably took his belt home and put it on a shelf. The IC Champion probably put it in a case. I sleep with mine around my shoulder. I'm getting tired of this belt, but it's still mine. I had one half of the Tag Team Titles. They're trying to take it away from me. Well, when one belt goes... another belt must take it's place. XO, you are simply a bump in the ground on my road to the US Championship. James Murphy, Kevin McAuliffe, Star-Man, Rob Garland, Jeff Maximus, or Ken Davidson... it doesn't matter which of you I will take on. The outcome is predetermined and fate has set it's stone. The US Championship will be mine, once and for all. Let his be a new chapter in the history books...
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 15:59:14 GMT -5
[-The scene opens up, a shot revealing two sets of legs. The ones in front are much rounder and the knees indicate a much shorter figure. The feet don black high heels, the toenails painted pink, and the top half of the voluptuous thighs are barely constricted in skin tight black shorts. The legs in the back are lined with tattoos and covered with ripped jeans. The feet are clothed with black work boots, the left shoe unlaced. The camera slowly moves upward, revealing the wide hips of the front figure with the arms from the back figure around the waist. The camera keeps moving to reveal the front figure as Christina, the back as Rep. With his head down and his hair over his face, he begins to speak.-]Rep: ...Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some people abuse that privilege. Allow me to introduce you to the most prized possession in my life. The only thing that has kept me sane, and the only thing that I love in this world...[-Rep quickly shoves Christina to the side to reveal his waist donning the GWF Interbrand Championship. He sits back on a table and, having made his point, Christina comes back and sits on his lap.-]Rep: When I was growing up, I had nobody to look up to. My father wasn't there. Might be dead, might be living on the streets. He might even be Donald Trump. To succeed in this world, you have to know who your father is. There's an exception to every rule, especially this one. My mother was a crackwhore. Such a mess that she died from a big disease with a little name. At the age of seven, I was parentless, homeless, and worthless... much like most of New York. I had absolutely nothing. I once prayed to god for a bike, but quickly found out he didn't work that way… so I stole a bike and prayed for his forgiveness. I am a product of the streets of New York, where your only family is the occasional shopping cart pusher, pretzel salesman, or a lonely pigeon. I hated broadway shows. I hated musicals, and dance festivals, and plays. Why pay for someone to fool you? Those people were idiots, I thought. Who easier to make money off of? There was only one form of entertainment that I could stand... wrestling. Local wrestling. They were the only people that took me under their wing.[-As Rep speaks, Christina begins to slowly rub her lower body...-]Rep: I wanted money... I wanted fame... I wanted people to look up to me, much like I had wanted someone to look up to when I was a kid. Me having no one to look up to wasn't about no one being there... it was about nobody being good enough to look up to. Why look up to Batman or Superman, if these people are creations? Fictional characters, created by people just like me. Goody two shoes. I couldn't stand it. I never found a leader, somebody who would tell the truth. I wanted to be that. I wanted to be my own leader. Someone to give people like me hope. I became the leader that I always wanted as a kid. I wanted to be a pro wrestling superstar. To be clever enough to get all that money and fame, one must be stupid enough to want it.[-Christina holds a singapore cane upwards and begins to move her hands up and down on the cane. She then picks up a bottle of lotion and begins to rub some on her legs.-]Rep: So here I am. The leader I always needed. Someone I can finally count on. All of those people that went to broadway shows are now going to events that I wrestle at. How many times will people pay to be fooled? These people are not people... these people are idiots. Around my waist, I wear the Interbrand Title. The focal point of my wrestling career... my life. If this mere belt brings me love... then what will the US or IC title bring me?[-Christina squeezes the bottle of lotion and it spews out all over the ground.-]Rep: Orgasm. XO... you will be my first victim on my path to a second belt. To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream. Not only plan, but also believe. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. XO, you will merely be a name on a paper after the words "Rep defeated" on the next day's card report. After that, your career is over. Allow me to leave you with a quote from one of the world's greatest philosophers.
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. You are the guy who’ll decide where to go. -Dr. Seuss [/b][/color][/center]
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 16:02:17 GMT -5
The scene opens up with a shot of sand and starfish, broken glass and rocks. A beach at night. When the camera moves slowly upwards to the left, it reveals the water coming in and out. The tide is setting in, and the camera ceases movement when it reveals The Reprobate, Christina Hernandez and Josh The Jersey Boy standing thigh-high in the water.
With their jeans and pants respectively rolled up to avoid clothing dampness. JJB, who stands to the right of the former double champion and grins, wears a black T-Shirt with the Superman logo printed in mirror reversity, with sleeves torn off.
Christina wears a black Wonder Woman shirt. In the middle, Rep wears a shirt with the image of one of Superman's greatest foes... Brainiac. He speaks...Rep: For the first time in the long time... The Reprobate's waist bears no gold. The waist of a man who just a few weeks ago... was billed as a double champion. Both championships, gone. One taken by the system... and the other taken by a peer. Once again, The Reprobate is oppressed by not only his superiors, but his peers as well. With what logic would you think that you would take my Interbrand Title from me and not hear from me again, Star-Man? With what logic do you dare to pin me for the United States Championship and expect to hear the last of me on that night? The tide continues to set in as JJB blurts out a minimal evil giggle.Rep: What kind of a superhero wrongs a mere civilian like that? What kind of a superhero steals from the poor and keeps for himself? They call you the Superman of GWF. Star-Man... if you're Superman... I will be your kryptonite. If there is one decision made by the head of GWF that will stand as a success, it will be when they booked The Reprobate's shot at the United States Championship. Star-Man... shine my belt up for me. You may have it around your waist now, but it is only a matter of time before it's gone. The championship may be yours to bear, but after SND, it will be YOUR CROSS TO BEAR. The camera closes in on a shot of Christina, who poses and kisses to the camera.Rep: My Plan A. In title matches... any matches at all. I can count on her to make sure that the championship or even the victory, lies square in my lap. This Saturday, she will be forced in to a cage. The camera pans to the right, passes Rep, and lies on JJB.Rep: Plan B. Nothing can stop him. A ring technician with enough money to buy the soul of the devil himself... The camera moves more to the right to reveal the perviously unseen Superbeast with The Sinister Minister standing next to him, holding his cane in hand. The Reprobate begins to shout as the sound of the waves increases.Rep: AND WITH PLAN B, COMES PLAN C AND D. STAR-MAN, I WILL NOT BE DENIED MY GLORY. The camera moves back to the center, Rep on screen alone, as he speaks the camera slowly zooms in on his shirt..Rep: With Christina locked in a shark cage, you are locking the wrong person up, Number 4. The Reprobate will take on the features of a shark. The Reprobate will seek blood. When a shark smells blood, they smell fear. They smell every emotion. The brain overcomes all. Mind over matter, Star-Man. Mind over matter. The camera reaches so the only shot is the picture on Rep's shirt...
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Post by rep on Aug 20, 2009 16:12:38 GMT -5
The scene opens up in a dark room, almost pitch black. A large box shaped figure with thin lined figures spawn from each corner of the box. A spotlight emerges from above with an echoing snare, the light shines down on to the center of the box. A GWF wrestling ring.
The light from above shines off of selective outpoking corners of the ring apron, with the GWFWRESTLING.COM print on the side being partly viewable. The black ropes glisten as if they were soaking wet, the turnbuckles have absolutely no shine. Black, empty figures of space.
The walls that surround the ring and come together to create the room it sits in are dressed in various old GWF banners and posters, some old championship belts that are no longer used on television, and various other GWF memorabilia. The camera slowly moves upward to reveal a large sign. "GWF WRESTLING SCHOOL."
The camera goes back down. A figure now sits in the ring. Laying on it's back and staring at the ceiling with it's legs bent and feet placed on the ground. The arms are spread in an "A" position. The camera gets a closer look by moving in. With each step, another feature becomes visible. Long curly hair... a leather jacket... facial hair... torn jeans... the figure predictably becomes known to the viewer as The Reprobate.
The camera moves in closer and sits atop the ring ropes at The Reprobate, who stares at the ceiling as if he hears every word it says. His face, an expression of interest, as if he must hear every word that the blank wall has to say. He breaks the connection and looks down to the ropes.The Reprobate: Every hero has a villain. Without a villain, there is no hero. Star-Man, I make it possible. By being so evil... so sleazy... so sinister... I make it possible for you to be so great. By being so hated, I make it easier for you to become so loved. I do all the work, and you get all the credit. I give you life, I give you a reason. Without me, what crime would you be fighting? If I were to leave, what purpose would you serve? None. My success is your failure. Until, of course... you succeed me. Without my title reign, yours would be just another passing championship win. If you had taken either of those two belts away from someone like Adam Leos... or Michael Smart... or Debolt Dragonsbane... your championship reign wouldn't be revered. Your championship win would be overlooked. Your career would be heading nowhere quickly. But because of my reign failing, your reign succeeds. We are night and day, Star-Man. You can't live with me, and you can't live without me. I hold the key to your destiny. I call the shots. The spotlight goes out and The Reprobate sits in the dark, his figure is barely visible, by the shine of the night moon, his face is minimally seen, his body is limitedly viewable.The Reprobate: So when your light goes out, my light comes on. You may be living a life of glory for now, and I suggest that you enjoy that life while it lasts. Superheroes have a shelf life, Star-Man. But villains... villains live forever. An unfair advantage you have, Star-Man. No matter what you do, you will always be loved and adored. You do nothing but be my counterpart, and you become the top wrestler in GWF. How unfair for me. No matter what I do, and no matter how much I work for it, I will always be hated. I will always be discriminated against. No matter how many championships I win, no matter how many matches I win, I will always be the same man, because I will only be winning those matches and taking those championships from... you. And for what does it matter? No matter what I do, I will always be playing for the wrong team. No matter how successful I become, I am still the scum of the earth. The bottom of the pit. In these people's eyes, I am worthless. But, oh how wrong they are. Oh, how valuable I really am to them. Because if they get their wish and The Reprobate was gone forever, your stock would not only plummet, but you'd be wiped from the radar completely. Rep slowly sits up and as the camera backs down on the the ground, he goes through the ropes and sits on the side apron of the ring.The Reprobate: At this point in my career, you have taken everything that I own, Star-Man. You stole the top spot on Brunch. You took away my Interbrand Championship. You not only took one belt away from me that week, but the following Friday, you stole my chance at finally getting the United States Championship. You pinned me twice in one week for two championships. Do you realize just how low you've set me? You've sent me to hell and back. But now I have a family. I have Christina Hernandez. I have Josh The Jersey Boy. I have The Superbeast. I Have The Sinister Minister. If you think it stops there, you're only in for an enormous surprise. I have men working for me that you haven't even met yet. I have a network, and they're all stationed in on you. You are what I was less than a few weeks ago... a double champion. You've seen my downfall, you've seen that it is now possible for a man with two belts to not only lose them both, but to lose the chance at a third in the same week. Now that you've seen it, you know that it can happen. Monkey see, monkey do, Star-Man. It can happen to you. And it will happen to you. Whether I do it, whether someone else does it, is irrelevant. This isn't about championships, Star-Man. This goes way deeper than a piece of gold. When you lose those belts, I'm going to be there. And I'm going to pick up the pieces. Rep slicks his hair back with his hand and reaches in to the collar of his shirt. he pulls out a chain with a symbol on the end...He holds the symbol up for the camera to see, and then lets it drop down on to his solid black shirt.The Reprobate: Friday night, I have a chance to take back the title that I deserve. Even in taking the United States title, the job is only half done. We won't be even yet until I take my Interbrand Championship back, and then give you the beating of your life. Like Brainiac shrunk Kandor, I will shrink your entire world until that championship is back with me. I will do anything and everything to get that title back. My girlfriend Christina will be locked in a cage at ringside. Injustice, but it won't stop me. JJB will be there. The Superbeast will be there. The Sinister Minister will be there. Who else? That's for me to know and for you to find out. A plan is most effective when it's unexpected. This Friday, you will expect nothing. You will see nothing until I allow you to see it. You will feel nothing until I allow you to feel it. I am the master of your destiny, I say that your destiny is to fail. And fail you will. The Reprobate reaches in to his pocket and takes out... a Star-Man mask.The Reprobate: The black mask. It creates a feeling of hope, happiness, and relief. But in my hands, it terrorizes the masses. Star-Man... you will never see life through my eyes. You will never see the world for what it is. My burden is living the life of the mask, not yours. Your mask is a mask of life. It makes you live. It makes you who you are. My mask makes me who I am as well... but my mask is the mask of death. With this mask... I can now see what you see... The Reprobate opens the strap of the mask and raises it to his face. He puts it on the straps it together on the back of his head.The Reprobate: We wear the mask that grins and lies It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes This debt we pay to human guile With torn and bleeding hearts we smile And mouth with myriad subtleties
Why should the world be over-wise In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, While we wear the mask We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries To thee from tortured souls arise We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile But let the world dream otherwise We wear the mask. The Reprobate rips open his black t-shirt to reveal a second shirt. As Rep breathes in heavily, the camera zooms in on the image.
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