Post by carl on Feb 9, 2009 14:49:18 GMT -4
The scene opens.. We slowly fade into the Family room of an old room. There is minimal light seeping in through the streaks of dried up dust and dirt that has accumulated on the once transparent windows. Some pieces of furniture are left over from years past. A once bright white sheet that is rather Grey and dull from years of aging lays over a table.. Stuffing and springs poke out of a tattered couch that has indeed seen better days. As we observe, we notice mountains of dust, dirt, and dead insects pile on top of every flat surface in sight.
Through a empty window frame that once contained a window we see todays weather is cloudy and it appears to be raining. We hear the raindrops rattle against the unsteady windows and shabby outside siding, over the raindrops, we hear a door creak open. Footsteps start to drown out the sounds of the rainfall. Another door squeaks open and we hear footsteps coming down wooden steps. A shadowy figure passes the nearest window. As the figure passes through the Grey rays of light we notice who it is...
Carl Cage.. We take a second to examine "The Essence Of Egotism" Carl is dressed per usual. Carl is wearing a newly pressed blue Armani suit, white shirt with blue tie, a blue fedora hat with his hair tidy underneath and wearing black polished smart shoes...
Carl takes a few seconds to survey the area which is before him. Cage' maniacal grin transforms into somewhat of a frown. His eyes whale up with tears as this family room has some sentimental meaning.. After Cage gathers the sick sadistic thoughts that swirl around in his brain he speaks.
His tone is low and scratchy creating a rather disturbing feeling.
Cage: There comes a time in a every man's life that he must face his demons, or become one himself. If a man blocks his past and leaves his painful memories behind him, they eventually build up to a breaking point. Once that breaking point is surpassed, a flood occurs. A flood of bad memories, nightmares, and... Demons. When the demons are let loose, they must be quickly apprehended, or they will overrun the body. Take over everything you thought you were, and rearrange everything you thought you wanted. But that's the least dangerous part. For as they rearrange your life, you begin to wonder if that's not how it should have been all along. If that's the life you were meant to lead. If this is the person you really are. Essentially, the demons become you, and you become the demons. When this happens, you walk a dangerous ground. A tight wire ready to snap beneath you, and no net to catch you on the way down. For years I've built a grudge not against my the sole reason upon my problem but the person I've dumped everything upon..
You see this is the ground I have been walking upon for far to long. The knifes edge ready... READY! Ready to tip at any given moment. You see the question is how much longer will it take? How much longer will Carl Cage the Human be able to over come Carl Cage The Monster??
Upon my arrival here in APW, I was wanting to be the monster.. I wanted to butcher and end the careers of whom I am clueless about.. I didn't strive and soar with the rest of the stars here? But you know what I'm biding my time. I'm ready to rein his demons back into the corral of my mind. For to long I've sat back and thought, thought of my childhood. Remembering day by day. Remember how my mom was never there? Remember how the only thing in my life was this stupid painkiller's.. My father wasn't there and mentally my mother wasn't either. I grew up young! I wised up and realized you are your own man. You choose your own path. You don't follow along and abide by the common rules. You set your own path but I'm still on this stupid painkillers and I look at my girlfriend and think what a stupid fool I am. I am making a conscious decision now before I lose my girlfriend and my wrestling career that I have worked so hard for.
Carl Cage continues to pace around like a caged animal. Carl's' thoughts race through his mind a mile a minute.. The malicious intent awaiting to be unleashed. Carl sits down on top of the worn and beaten couch.. As he plops down dust explodes into the air.. Slowly raining back down onto the couch.
Cage: Unanswerable questions. Majority of the people here are clueless to the extent of Carl Cage's' madness, This week is the dawning of a new age.. A eye opening event. The sad part of this is that Jamal Jackson is going to be the first person within the inner helms of APW to experience my wrath. To be the receiver of a bit bit of the pain and agony I've felt my entire life.. These skewed perceptions have taken me down a different road. Unlike past attempts in my career, I'm not coming at you straight forward Lynch, I'm sticking to the "Shadows" attacking the mind rather than the body. A tactic that seems to work wonders in my line of work. In the line of pain and brutality.
Like a splinter Lynch, I will find myself under your skin.. The irritation will only make this a delight!
Jamal you will be the first.... You will...
FADE OUT!!!
Through a empty window frame that once contained a window we see todays weather is cloudy and it appears to be raining. We hear the raindrops rattle against the unsteady windows and shabby outside siding, over the raindrops, we hear a door creak open. Footsteps start to drown out the sounds of the rainfall. Another door squeaks open and we hear footsteps coming down wooden steps. A shadowy figure passes the nearest window. As the figure passes through the Grey rays of light we notice who it is...
Carl Cage.. We take a second to examine "The Essence Of Egotism" Carl is dressed per usual. Carl is wearing a newly pressed blue Armani suit, white shirt with blue tie, a blue fedora hat with his hair tidy underneath and wearing black polished smart shoes...
Carl takes a few seconds to survey the area which is before him. Cage' maniacal grin transforms into somewhat of a frown. His eyes whale up with tears as this family room has some sentimental meaning.. After Cage gathers the sick sadistic thoughts that swirl around in his brain he speaks.
His tone is low and scratchy creating a rather disturbing feeling.
Cage: There comes a time in a every man's life that he must face his demons, or become one himself. If a man blocks his past and leaves his painful memories behind him, they eventually build up to a breaking point. Once that breaking point is surpassed, a flood occurs. A flood of bad memories, nightmares, and... Demons. When the demons are let loose, they must be quickly apprehended, or they will overrun the body. Take over everything you thought you were, and rearrange everything you thought you wanted. But that's the least dangerous part. For as they rearrange your life, you begin to wonder if that's not how it should have been all along. If that's the life you were meant to lead. If this is the person you really are. Essentially, the demons become you, and you become the demons. When this happens, you walk a dangerous ground. A tight wire ready to snap beneath you, and no net to catch you on the way down. For years I've built a grudge not against my the sole reason upon my problem but the person I've dumped everything upon..
You see this is the ground I have been walking upon for far to long. The knifes edge ready... READY! Ready to tip at any given moment. You see the question is how much longer will it take? How much longer will Carl Cage the Human be able to over come Carl Cage The Monster??
Upon my arrival here in APW, I was wanting to be the monster.. I wanted to butcher and end the careers of whom I am clueless about.. I didn't strive and soar with the rest of the stars here? But you know what I'm biding my time. I'm ready to rein his demons back into the corral of my mind. For to long I've sat back and thought, thought of my childhood. Remembering day by day. Remember how my mom was never there? Remember how the only thing in my life was this stupid painkiller's.. My father wasn't there and mentally my mother wasn't either. I grew up young! I wised up and realized you are your own man. You choose your own path. You don't follow along and abide by the common rules. You set your own path but I'm still on this stupid painkillers and I look at my girlfriend and think what a stupid fool I am. I am making a conscious decision now before I lose my girlfriend and my wrestling career that I have worked so hard for.
Carl Cage continues to pace around like a caged animal. Carl's' thoughts race through his mind a mile a minute.. The malicious intent awaiting to be unleashed. Carl sits down on top of the worn and beaten couch.. As he plops down dust explodes into the air.. Slowly raining back down onto the couch.
Cage: Unanswerable questions. Majority of the people here are clueless to the extent of Carl Cage's' madness, This week is the dawning of a new age.. A eye opening event. The sad part of this is that Jamal Jackson is going to be the first person within the inner helms of APW to experience my wrath. To be the receiver of a bit bit of the pain and agony I've felt my entire life.. These skewed perceptions have taken me down a different road. Unlike past attempts in my career, I'm not coming at you straight forward Lynch, I'm sticking to the "Shadows" attacking the mind rather than the body. A tactic that seems to work wonders in my line of work. In the line of pain and brutality.
Like a splinter Lynch, I will find myself under your skin.. The irritation will only make this a delight!
Jamal you will be the first.... You will...
KISS YOUR!!!
ARSE
GOODBYE!!!
ARSE
GOODBYE!!!
FADE OUT!!!
