Post by crusher on May 27, 2006 15:26:20 GMT -5
Noise fills the scene as it opens over what looks to be a highway of sorts. Cars, busses, trucks and motorcycles speed past underneath, a blur of colors as they move forward in this world, where to? Know one really knows and wants to know what others are thinking, they just worry about themselves and their own needs. But right now at this moment in time one person breaks the rules of engagement for common life and steps outside thew circle of command, not only is this person thinks about where they are going this person also thinks of another.
The traffic below zooms past without any hesitation as the scene alters, it changes ever so slightly to reveal that we are indeed on a overpass, a walkway if you will across the highway. Legs dangle over the ledge of the small bridge, the legs sway side to side with the wind before changing momentum and coming to a halt. The legs in question are rather large muscular legs, which are covers in denim jeans and white sneakers. We move up slowly to see who sits here obviously deep in thought.
Eventually we stop and the face of Tommy Crusher stares aimlessly into the camera, it is as if he is looking out into nothing as he sits there, his upper body covered with a Red OTB “Vendetta” T-shirt. He sits there, sunglasses covering his eyes and he looks down once again on the flowing traffic and starts to talk to himself.
“Do they all know what lies ahead for them? Do the people in those cars know what their fate is?”
He says to himself softly, he continues to sit there quietly as a large eighteen wheeler truck zooms underneath. A large gush of wind blows up from the road as the large metal beast makes it way towards its destination letting off a loud horn like blow as it does so. Tommy then speaks again.[/color]
“I knew what my fate was, I have known since I was a kid. I knew from the young age of six that I wanted to be a wrestler.”
Tommy continues briefly.[/color]
“I looked at the men who stepped into that ring and I admired them, they where everything a man should be. Strong, capable and confident and I wanted to be that. I wanted to be all those things and more, I wanted to step into a ring night after night and replicate what those men where all so long ago.... But i haven't, i am far from being what i wanted to be.”
Tommy stops speaking, he looks ahead in the distance, as he does a young couple move down a path towards the over pass bridge he sits on. The young couple walks along in each other’s arms o to speak, they walk without a worry in the world. They walk as if nothing matter around them, they know what lies ahead for them, they know that tomorrow morning they will wake up together and again fall asleep beside each other after that… They seem happy too, this brings Tommy to another subject that has plagued his mind of lately…. family.[/color]
“To unseat a legend, is it alright to do anything necessary? Even if it is your own flesh and blood...”
Tommy says to himself as the couple step onto the over pass bridge, they walk by giggling and talking amongst themselves and before long they are over the bridge and on their way down the path on the other side of the massive highway underneath him.[/color]
“You see dad, I'm tired of your shadow. Tired of being the son of 'Hardhitter'. You know how many times people ask me how I'm doing? NONE! But how many times they ask how's your dad? It makes me sick! So I did what I had to do..”
Tommy lowers his head, as he does his sunglasses slide off his head and fall sown, Tommy does his best to try and snatch them out of the air but he is too late before he knows it they are being crushed by a passing car underneath him. He doesn’t take his eyes off the glasses as they lie on the road all smashed and broken… Maybe a symbol of how he feels right now.
Tommy once a man who knew what he wanted out of life is now stuck in a place he is not too sure of; he is stuck in a place with no visible doors… The key word being visible, there are ways out of this mess, not many ways of coarse but there are ways out of it, Tommy just has to see them.[/color]
“I know there are paths that I can take to get outta this mess, I really do…But do I want to? Do I want to return to being one half of greatness? To being looked at as "the other guy" all the time. No, that Tommy Crusher is gone. The one that would tag because he thought his partner was bored. The one that would pass on a pinfall just so that his partner could receive some credit. Well now it's about me! About my chance, and that starts with you AJ. You've been quiet this whole time which makes me think you are scared. And rightfully so. If my first match was against the first ever OTB World Heavyweight Champion, I'd be scared too.”
His emotions and feelings are so wrapped up at the moment he doesn’t know how he should feel or react, the only thing he knows is that at Vendetta he will get to start again, and AJ is the victim.[/color]
“There is not a lot of options for me at this point. I must beat AJ Rebel, or I must injure AJ Rebel. He poses a threat to my championship dream because he is an opponent. Every opponent is a threat. Every ally is a threat. I live in a world of no friends now, and it's what makes me Too Good. Too Good for the fans, Too Good for my father, and Too Good for you AJ.”
Tommy then spins around and leaps off the ledge and onto the actual over pass bridge, he stands there, as he looks to the left then the right. He speaks one last time.[/color]
“Vendetta is where I will make my first impression on the OTB. Vendetta is where it will all become clear… Vendetta is where I have make redemption..for sins upon the father.”
With those words said Tommy turns to his right and moves off, as he does the scene fades to
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The traffic below zooms past without any hesitation as the scene alters, it changes ever so slightly to reveal that we are indeed on a overpass, a walkway if you will across the highway. Legs dangle over the ledge of the small bridge, the legs sway side to side with the wind before changing momentum and coming to a halt. The legs in question are rather large muscular legs, which are covers in denim jeans and white sneakers. We move up slowly to see who sits here obviously deep in thought.
Eventually we stop and the face of Tommy Crusher stares aimlessly into the camera, it is as if he is looking out into nothing as he sits there, his upper body covered with a Red OTB “Vendetta” T-shirt. He sits there, sunglasses covering his eyes and he looks down once again on the flowing traffic and starts to talk to himself.
“Do they all know what lies ahead for them? Do the people in those cars know what their fate is?”
He says to himself softly, he continues to sit there quietly as a large eighteen wheeler truck zooms underneath. A large gush of wind blows up from the road as the large metal beast makes it way towards its destination letting off a loud horn like blow as it does so. Tommy then speaks again.[/color]
“I knew what my fate was, I have known since I was a kid. I knew from the young age of six that I wanted to be a wrestler.”
Tommy continues briefly.[/color]
“I looked at the men who stepped into that ring and I admired them, they where everything a man should be. Strong, capable and confident and I wanted to be that. I wanted to be all those things and more, I wanted to step into a ring night after night and replicate what those men where all so long ago.... But i haven't, i am far from being what i wanted to be.”
Tommy stops speaking, he looks ahead in the distance, as he does a young couple move down a path towards the over pass bridge he sits on. The young couple walks along in each other’s arms o to speak, they walk without a worry in the world. They walk as if nothing matter around them, they know what lies ahead for them, they know that tomorrow morning they will wake up together and again fall asleep beside each other after that… They seem happy too, this brings Tommy to another subject that has plagued his mind of lately…. family.[/color]
“To unseat a legend, is it alright to do anything necessary? Even if it is your own flesh and blood...”
Tommy says to himself as the couple step onto the over pass bridge, they walk by giggling and talking amongst themselves and before long they are over the bridge and on their way down the path on the other side of the massive highway underneath him.[/color]
“You see dad, I'm tired of your shadow. Tired of being the son of 'Hardhitter'. You know how many times people ask me how I'm doing? NONE! But how many times they ask how's your dad? It makes me sick! So I did what I had to do..”
Tommy lowers his head, as he does his sunglasses slide off his head and fall sown, Tommy does his best to try and snatch them out of the air but he is too late before he knows it they are being crushed by a passing car underneath him. He doesn’t take his eyes off the glasses as they lie on the road all smashed and broken… Maybe a symbol of how he feels right now.
Tommy once a man who knew what he wanted out of life is now stuck in a place he is not too sure of; he is stuck in a place with no visible doors… The key word being visible, there are ways out of this mess, not many ways of coarse but there are ways out of it, Tommy just has to see them.[/color]
“I know there are paths that I can take to get outta this mess, I really do…But do I want to? Do I want to return to being one half of greatness? To being looked at as "the other guy" all the time. No, that Tommy Crusher is gone. The one that would tag because he thought his partner was bored. The one that would pass on a pinfall just so that his partner could receive some credit. Well now it's about me! About my chance, and that starts with you AJ. You've been quiet this whole time which makes me think you are scared. And rightfully so. If my first match was against the first ever OTB World Heavyweight Champion, I'd be scared too.”
His emotions and feelings are so wrapped up at the moment he doesn’t know how he should feel or react, the only thing he knows is that at Vendetta he will get to start again, and AJ is the victim.[/color]
“There is not a lot of options for me at this point. I must beat AJ Rebel, or I must injure AJ Rebel. He poses a threat to my championship dream because he is an opponent. Every opponent is a threat. Every ally is a threat. I live in a world of no friends now, and it's what makes me Too Good. Too Good for the fans, Too Good for my father, and Too Good for you AJ.”
Tommy then spins around and leaps off the ledge and onto the actual over pass bridge, he stands there, as he looks to the left then the right. He speaks one last time.[/color]
“Vendetta is where I will make my first impression on the OTB. Vendetta is where it will all become clear… Vendetta is where I have make redemption..for sins upon the father.”
With those words said Tommy turns to his right and moves off, as he does the scene fades to
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