Post by The Soul Of Philly on May 4, 2013 2:07:36 GMT -4
Tuesday April 30th, 2013 10:04 PM EST
May 1st, 2013 12:53AM EST
We open the scene inside of Philly’s Gym, specifically, the ring in the middle of the former warehouse. The street lights outside of the gym barely illuminate the inside of the empty building. In the low light we see a man sitting in the middle of the ring, sitting looking up at the roof. The man is the owner of the gym, “The Soul of Philly” TJ, dressed in a hoody and jeans seems to just be focused on the roof.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry Aubrey.
Bringing his attention to us, TJ’s eyes are just….there. Glazed over a bit.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ It’s the least I owe you. See, I remembers the trips to bars we had. You didn’t have to say yes to coming out with me, but you did. Of all those nights, a night in November stands out the most. A night when someone brought flip flops to Harrisburg because that how she rolled.
He smiles, chuckling as he remembers the night.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ It really was the first night that anything happened. I remember at the time, my career wasn’t exactly going the way I saw it going. You on the other hand, the same could not be said. Everything was going Aubrey J. Parker’s way: North American champion, quickly setting the tone for the tag team division, torching Meltdown and everyone standing by idly. You were the one thing that was going the way I wanted it to go. Finally, through a business I’ve given my heart to for eight years, something good was finally going to come out of it. I had met someone who was caring, beautiful, and trusting that whatever I did in that ring was the right thing and didn’t need to question because she knew she would have done the same. As I carried you from the steak house to the hotel, your body shivering even though I had given you my coat, you couldn’t get warm enough. It was cute. For all the bad in my life, you were the good. You made me happy.
Looking up at the roof again, the smile fades away.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ But in the middle of the night as you slept, I sat and pondered. See, then at the age of 31, I had done a lot, seen a lot, shamed by a lot. And as I looked at you, the one good thing in my life at the time, all I thought about was all the bad. The one good thing that this industry has brought me was quickly darkened by the failures, the setbacks, the roadblocks put in front of me. At first, I said I could do it, I could ignore those failures and focus on you. I had failed at being a World Champion in wrestling, but I could be a champion at life. In retrospect, it’s lame, but I saw a bunch of little AJPs and TJs running around a house. Corny, creepy, sweet, define it the way you wanna define it, but that’s how I saw things going. That was until I really thought about it. I couldn’t be a dad, I didn’t have a dad, my uncles died before they had kids and the neighborhood I grew up in, you had a better chance of seeing Bigfoot than seeing a dad. I got scared; I didn’t want to tell you that I was, I was “The Soul of Philly” TJ. I was the guy everyone looked up at and with a smile on my face, made everything better. I was everyone’s rock. And I didn’t want to burden you with being my rock. You were strong enough and probably more than able, but I couldn’t do that to you. I’ve ruined many lives with my own burdens so I backed off. I disappeared. I became my dad.
TJ pauses, his breathing getting quicker as he becomes angry with himself.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ And it was then that I realized that not matter what I could do, I will always be his son. I will always have the DNA of a deadbeat. So I stop focusing on my personal life. I stopped focusing on what would happen in my life outside of wrestling. I chose to put one hundred percent into wrestling, and you suffered because of that. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you why. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. And you moved on, you started going out with Talon and the rest is history. But I’m sorry, I’m sorry I never explained myself.
He calms down a bit pausing to slow his breathing down.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I feel that this new Aubrey, or different side of Aubrey, or whatever it is, I feel I created it. I joined the Pillars and soon “Aubrey is the new Sally” became the hot saying. I can’t help to think that if I wasn’t a Pillar, you wouldn’t have reacted the way you did. I became Sally’s chosen one in many eyes. She gave me advice to take my career to the next level. Whenever I could, I was by her side getting advice. Same with Keaton and Chris, but Sally the most and there was times when me and Sally would pass you, by yourself in the backstage area and I could feel the disappointed you had for me because you saw me for what I wasn’t: a sellout. And I don’t blame you, I probably would have felt the same. But you took it out on Sally almost. You didn’t want to be compared to her. You wanted to be seen as Aubrey J. Parker, not the new Sally. And I don’t think it would have been half as what it turned into if I wasn’t a Pillar. Whether I’m the root for this change or not, I’m sorry Aubrey. I never thought that would happen. I’m sorry.
The ring creaks as TJ pushes himself up onto his feet and he walks over to the middle of the ropes and leans over the top rope, looking down at the floor.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I made a joke about apologizing in advance to Talon if I bruise your face Aubrey, and that’s what it was, a joke. I don’t know how you took it quite yet, I’ve been thinking a lot. Thinking about this match and our past and if I really would be able to make the joke a reality. People can point to what I did to Sally and say, “TJ you did it to someone you respected more than anyone. You kicked her head off and she was the person who brought you up to the top of the mountain!” but they’re comparing an apple to bowl of ice cream. Two thing completely different from each other. I never felt for Sally the way I feel for Aubrey, or felt. And I guess what hurts the worst about the recent Aubrey events. All this violence, this disdain for people, I feel like I’m the cause of it in some way. Maybe I’m making myself out to be a far more important part of Aubrey’s life than I really am, but I feel sorry for myself that I tried to walk away, save Aubrey the problem of having to deal with my own shit and shit the fan anyway. I’m sorry Aubrey.
He turns around, standing tall as he continues.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry because when we look at each other on Asylum, I’ll be looking for the old Aubrey. The one that created a TJ flag to wave in support, the one that I had feelings for, the one I carried back to the hotel in November, but from the looks of it, she’s gone. So maybe hitting you with a Liberty Boot will be easier than I think, but I doubt it. Because to me, she’s still in there somewhere, somewhere underneath this bitter, angry-at-the-world Aubrey my Aubrey is. And if I have to fight her out, I’m willing to do that because it’s the least I owe her. I’m sorry Aubrey, for everything.
After a prolonged staring into the camera, TJ exits the ring and heads for the “Authorized Personal Only” door that leads to his office. Shortly after disappearing behind the door, the lights to TJ’s office turn on and his shadow being made from the light. He sits down at his desk and puts his head down as we fade to black
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry Aubrey.
Bringing his attention to us, TJ’s eyes are just….there. Glazed over a bit.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ It’s the least I owe you. See, I remembers the trips to bars we had. You didn’t have to say yes to coming out with me, but you did. Of all those nights, a night in November stands out the most. A night when someone brought flip flops to Harrisburg because that how she rolled.
He smiles, chuckling as he remembers the night.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ It really was the first night that anything happened. I remember at the time, my career wasn’t exactly going the way I saw it going. You on the other hand, the same could not be said. Everything was going Aubrey J. Parker’s way: North American champion, quickly setting the tone for the tag team division, torching Meltdown and everyone standing by idly. You were the one thing that was going the way I wanted it to go. Finally, through a business I’ve given my heart to for eight years, something good was finally going to come out of it. I had met someone who was caring, beautiful, and trusting that whatever I did in that ring was the right thing and didn’t need to question because she knew she would have done the same. As I carried you from the steak house to the hotel, your body shivering even though I had given you my coat, you couldn’t get warm enough. It was cute. For all the bad in my life, you were the good. You made me happy.
Looking up at the roof again, the smile fades away.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ But in the middle of the night as you slept, I sat and pondered. See, then at the age of 31, I had done a lot, seen a lot, shamed by a lot. And as I looked at you, the one good thing in my life at the time, all I thought about was all the bad. The one good thing that this industry has brought me was quickly darkened by the failures, the setbacks, the roadblocks put in front of me. At first, I said I could do it, I could ignore those failures and focus on you. I had failed at being a World Champion in wrestling, but I could be a champion at life. In retrospect, it’s lame, but I saw a bunch of little AJPs and TJs running around a house. Corny, creepy, sweet, define it the way you wanna define it, but that’s how I saw things going. That was until I really thought about it. I couldn’t be a dad, I didn’t have a dad, my uncles died before they had kids and the neighborhood I grew up in, you had a better chance of seeing Bigfoot than seeing a dad. I got scared; I didn’t want to tell you that I was, I was “The Soul of Philly” TJ. I was the guy everyone looked up at and with a smile on my face, made everything better. I was everyone’s rock. And I didn’t want to burden you with being my rock. You were strong enough and probably more than able, but I couldn’t do that to you. I’ve ruined many lives with my own burdens so I backed off. I disappeared. I became my dad.
TJ pauses, his breathing getting quicker as he becomes angry with himself.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ And it was then that I realized that not matter what I could do, I will always be his son. I will always have the DNA of a deadbeat. So I stop focusing on my personal life. I stopped focusing on what would happen in my life outside of wrestling. I chose to put one hundred percent into wrestling, and you suffered because of that. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you why. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. And you moved on, you started going out with Talon and the rest is history. But I’m sorry, I’m sorry I never explained myself.
He calms down a bit pausing to slow his breathing down.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I feel that this new Aubrey, or different side of Aubrey, or whatever it is, I feel I created it. I joined the Pillars and soon “Aubrey is the new Sally” became the hot saying. I can’t help to think that if I wasn’t a Pillar, you wouldn’t have reacted the way you did. I became Sally’s chosen one in many eyes. She gave me advice to take my career to the next level. Whenever I could, I was by her side getting advice. Same with Keaton and Chris, but Sally the most and there was times when me and Sally would pass you, by yourself in the backstage area and I could feel the disappointed you had for me because you saw me for what I wasn’t: a sellout. And I don’t blame you, I probably would have felt the same. But you took it out on Sally almost. You didn’t want to be compared to her. You wanted to be seen as Aubrey J. Parker, not the new Sally. And I don’t think it would have been half as what it turned into if I wasn’t a Pillar. Whether I’m the root for this change or not, I’m sorry Aubrey. I never thought that would happen. I’m sorry.
The ring creaks as TJ pushes himself up onto his feet and he walks over to the middle of the ropes and leans over the top rope, looking down at the floor.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I made a joke about apologizing in advance to Talon if I bruise your face Aubrey, and that’s what it was, a joke. I don’t know how you took it quite yet, I’ve been thinking a lot. Thinking about this match and our past and if I really would be able to make the joke a reality. People can point to what I did to Sally and say, “TJ you did it to someone you respected more than anyone. You kicked her head off and she was the person who brought you up to the top of the mountain!” but they’re comparing an apple to bowl of ice cream. Two thing completely different from each other. I never felt for Sally the way I feel for Aubrey, or felt. And I guess what hurts the worst about the recent Aubrey events. All this violence, this disdain for people, I feel like I’m the cause of it in some way. Maybe I’m making myself out to be a far more important part of Aubrey’s life than I really am, but I feel sorry for myself that I tried to walk away, save Aubrey the problem of having to deal with my own shit and shit the fan anyway. I’m sorry Aubrey.
He turns around, standing tall as he continues.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry because when we look at each other on Asylum, I’ll be looking for the old Aubrey. The one that created a TJ flag to wave in support, the one that I had feelings for, the one I carried back to the hotel in November, but from the looks of it, she’s gone. So maybe hitting you with a Liberty Boot will be easier than I think, but I doubt it. Because to me, she’s still in there somewhere, somewhere underneath this bitter, angry-at-the-world Aubrey my Aubrey is. And if I have to fight her out, I’m willing to do that because it’s the least I owe her. I’m sorry Aubrey, for everything.
After a prolonged staring into the camera, TJ exits the ring and heads for the “Authorized Personal Only” door that leads to his office. Shortly after disappearing behind the door, the lights to TJ’s office turn on and his shadow being made from the light. He sits down at his desk and puts his head down as we fade to black
May 1st, 2013 12:53AM EST
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Jacob, I can’t -hic- keep this up.
We return to see TJ who has basically drank enough to kill three sailors as we see two empty bottles on his desk.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I just -hic- can’t.
TJ puts his head on the desk for one moment…
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
His face still smushed into the desk, he slurs mumbles words
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ GO AWAYYYY!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJSHUT UP!
The door opens in the background as TJ slowly brings his head up, his eye’s closed.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Just take whatever, fuck it, not much -hic-to steal from this place anyways.
Voice You’re fucking pathetic.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ And who the fuck are you?!?! I’M THE SHOOOOOOOOOOOO-hic-OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLL OF -hic- PHILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOOOOOoooOOoOoOOUUUUU?!!
TJ opens his eyes and shortly after, his mouth, which is more of a jaw drop than a mouth opening.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJJa…Ja…..Jacob!
Through the effect of copious amounts of alcohol, TJ sees his deceased younger brother, Jacob Hutchinson. Much like a drunk gorilla, TJ tries to get up out of his chair and fails.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJI’m just gonna….stay hurr.
Jacob.Hutchinson Good idea Drunky.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sober!
Jacob.Hutchinson And I’m alive.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJOoooh….
Jacob.Hutchinson What too soon? Too bad. Look, clearly, I’m here solely because you’re trying to drown the four brain cells you have left in rum.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ False!
Pause.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I have three celllllllphones.
Jacob.Hutchinson Shut up. Just shhhhh
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Shhhhhh
Like a seven foot child, TJ puts his index finer to his lips while shushing himself.
Jacob.Hutchinson Good. Now, why are you currently drinking by yourself?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Well, I’m not good at wrestling, so I -hic- drink good. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I drinK!
Jacob.Hutchinson Brilliant. Come on kid, shape up.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ SQUARE!
Jacob.Hutchinson What?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ OCTOGON!
Jacob.Hutchinson I hate you right now.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ RHOMBIC TRIACONTAHEDRON!
Jacob.Hutchinson Wow…. I’m impressed.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ RECTANGULAR QUADRATRAGICHEDRONISM
Jacob.Hutchinson You should have stopped at Rhombic. TJ, you’re the Tap Out Champion, you’re one of the best.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ SOOOOOOoooOO? I knock people out! I’m a one trick -hic- porcupine. All I do is knock people out. I can’t beat Terry Marvin like that.
Jacob.Hutchinson Really? You lost to the best wrestling in the world so you get all sad and drinky?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Naaaaah I can take a loss.
Jacob.Hutchinson No you can’t.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ but I -hic- threw everything at him! He -hic- beat me at my best.
Jacob.Hutchinson Did he though? No, clearly, because at your best, no one can beat you.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ TERRY MARVIN CANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! TERRY MARVIN! TERRY MARVIN IS BETTER THAN ME!!!!!! TERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
Jacob.Hutchinson Wow, you’re down to two cells now aren’t you?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ MARVIN!
Jacob.Hutchinson Alright look, you’re going to be quiet and I’m going to tell you what the fuck is wrong with you.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJTEEERRRRYYY!
Jacob, somehow through behind a figment of TJ’s hallucination, gives TJ a good smack.
Jacob.Hutchinson Are you done?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJterry
Jacob.Hutchinson Good, alright then. TJ you are the best wrestler in APW when you want to be. You are your own worst enemy. Look at yourself lately, you decide that creating your own gauntlet is gonna prove that you deserve a title that people haven’t been able take off you. You’ve already proved that TJ. You should be focusing on the next step. You should be focusing on your opponent this week.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ AUBREY!
Jacob.Hutchinson Yes. Aubrey. The girl that made you happy.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Aubrey make TJ smile.
Jacob.Hutchinson Fucking A. THEN WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER THE WAY YOU DID! YOU’RE NO BETTER THAN DAD!
Much like other drunks, normally pointing out the worst trait of a parent and comparing it the drunk, in this case a seven foot three hundred pound drunk, gets up and tries to tackle his dead brother’s appearance, which results in TJ putting himself through a wall. Jacob pulls him out of the wall and sits him next to the large hole in the wall.
Jacob.Hutchinson You ok bro?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Fuck you!
Jacob.Hutchinson Alright. Good, now listen. You need to realize something TJ, it’s not your fault Aubrey is the way she is. Aubrey is the way she is because she wants to be that way. She doesn’t want to be viewed like Sally the same way you don’t want to be viewed like Dad. She is doing what you are doing. You are afraid of being a Dad because you’re afraid that you’ll turn out to be just like him. TJ, you are you. Dad is Dad. Sally is Sally and Aubrey is Aubrey.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Aubrey is Aubrey.
Jacob.Hutchinson Yeeeeeaaaa. Now, what isn’t Aubrey.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Sally.
Jacob.Hutchinson Correct.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I beat Sally, if -hic- Aubrey isn’t Sally, Aubrey is gonna beat me.
Jacob.Hutchinson So?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I need to win, I lose two times
Jacob.Hutchinson Stop. You lost to the best wrestler in the world, so have many great wrestlers. The difference isn’t you aren’t at your best yet. You almost beat him twice and you still have a bit to go to be at your best.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m not gonna get better.
Jacob.Hutchinson You know what. Fuck it. You aren’t because you can’t think you are. Here’s your options fucktard. You can either go out and beat Aubrey, and beat her good and prove that you aren’t a threat, you’re a fucking promise. A promise to destroy whoever get in your way to becoming your best or you can stand there, let Aubrey tee off on you and prove you’re just a one trick pony.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ porcupine.
Jacob.Hutchinson Fucking fuck! What do you want to do?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Win.
Jacob.Hutchinson There is only one way you can do that. You have to BEAT….AUBREY….DOWN! You need to realize the Aubrey you had good times with is gone!
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ But she’s not.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Jacob.Hutchinson I can’t make you beat her, you need to do it yourself TJ. I’m going to go now. I love you and remember, just because I don’t answer you all the time, doesn’t mean I’m not listening. Love you bro.
The sound of the door opening makes Jacob fade away as both Roger and Trey Gings show up and check on TJ.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry.
Roger consoles TJ as Trey stares at the hole in the wall. The scene fades to black as the two brother help up their drunken comrade.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry.
We return to see TJ who has basically drank enough to kill three sailors as we see two empty bottles on his desk.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I just -hic- can’t.
TJ puts his head on the desk for one moment…
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
His face still smushed into the desk, he slurs mumbles words
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ GO AWAYYYY!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJSHUT UP!
The door opens in the background as TJ slowly brings his head up, his eye’s closed.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Just take whatever, fuck it, not much -hic-to steal from this place anyways.
Voice You’re fucking pathetic.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ And who the fuck are you?!?! I’M THE SHOOOOOOOOOOOO-hic-OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLL OF -hic- PHILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOOOOOoooOOoOoOOUUUUU?!!
TJ opens his eyes and shortly after, his mouth, which is more of a jaw drop than a mouth opening.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJJa…Ja…..Jacob!
Through the effect of copious amounts of alcohol, TJ sees his deceased younger brother, Jacob Hutchinson. Much like a drunk gorilla, TJ tries to get up out of his chair and fails.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJI’m just gonna….stay hurr.
Jacob.Hutchinson Good idea Drunky.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sober!
Jacob.Hutchinson And I’m alive.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJOoooh….
Jacob.Hutchinson What too soon? Too bad. Look, clearly, I’m here solely because you’re trying to drown the four brain cells you have left in rum.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ False!
Pause.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I have three celllllllphones.
Jacob.Hutchinson Shut up. Just shhhhh
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Shhhhhh
Like a seven foot child, TJ puts his index finer to his lips while shushing himself.
Jacob.Hutchinson Good. Now, why are you currently drinking by yourself?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Well, I’m not good at wrestling, so I -hic- drink good. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I drinK!
Jacob.Hutchinson Brilliant. Come on kid, shape up.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ SQUARE!
Jacob.Hutchinson What?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ OCTOGON!
Jacob.Hutchinson I hate you right now.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ RHOMBIC TRIACONTAHEDRON!
Jacob.Hutchinson Wow…. I’m impressed.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ RECTANGULAR QUADRATRAGICHEDRONISM
Jacob.Hutchinson You should have stopped at Rhombic. TJ, you’re the Tap Out Champion, you’re one of the best.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ SOOOOOOoooOO? I knock people out! I’m a one trick -hic- porcupine. All I do is knock people out. I can’t beat Terry Marvin like that.
Jacob.Hutchinson Really? You lost to the best wrestling in the world so you get all sad and drinky?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Naaaaah I can take a loss.
Jacob.Hutchinson No you can’t.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ but I -hic- threw everything at him! He -hic- beat me at my best.
Jacob.Hutchinson Did he though? No, clearly, because at your best, no one can beat you.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ TERRY MARVIN CANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! TERRY MARVIN! TERRY MARVIN IS BETTER THAN ME!!!!!! TERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
Jacob.Hutchinson Wow, you’re down to two cells now aren’t you?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ MARVIN!
Jacob.Hutchinson Alright look, you’re going to be quiet and I’m going to tell you what the fuck is wrong with you.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJTEEERRRRYYY!
Jacob, somehow through behind a figment of TJ’s hallucination, gives TJ a good smack.
Jacob.Hutchinson Are you done?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJterry
Jacob.Hutchinson Good, alright then. TJ you are the best wrestler in APW when you want to be. You are your own worst enemy. Look at yourself lately, you decide that creating your own gauntlet is gonna prove that you deserve a title that people haven’t been able take off you. You’ve already proved that TJ. You should be focusing on the next step. You should be focusing on your opponent this week.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ AUBREY!
Jacob.Hutchinson Yes. Aubrey. The girl that made you happy.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Aubrey make TJ smile.
Jacob.Hutchinson Fucking A. THEN WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER THE WAY YOU DID! YOU’RE NO BETTER THAN DAD!
Much like other drunks, normally pointing out the worst trait of a parent and comparing it the drunk, in this case a seven foot three hundred pound drunk, gets up and tries to tackle his dead brother’s appearance, which results in TJ putting himself through a wall. Jacob pulls him out of the wall and sits him next to the large hole in the wall.
Jacob.Hutchinson You ok bro?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Fuck you!
Jacob.Hutchinson Alright. Good, now listen. You need to realize something TJ, it’s not your fault Aubrey is the way she is. Aubrey is the way she is because she wants to be that way. She doesn’t want to be viewed like Sally the same way you don’t want to be viewed like Dad. She is doing what you are doing. You are afraid of being a Dad because you’re afraid that you’ll turn out to be just like him. TJ, you are you. Dad is Dad. Sally is Sally and Aubrey is Aubrey.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Aubrey is Aubrey.
Jacob.Hutchinson Yeeeeeaaaa. Now, what isn’t Aubrey.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Sally.
Jacob.Hutchinson Correct.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I beat Sally, if -hic- Aubrey isn’t Sally, Aubrey is gonna beat me.
Jacob.Hutchinson So?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I need to win, I lose two times
Jacob.Hutchinson Stop. You lost to the best wrestler in the world, so have many great wrestlers. The difference isn’t you aren’t at your best yet. You almost beat him twice and you still have a bit to go to be at your best.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m not gonna get better.
Jacob.Hutchinson You know what. Fuck it. You aren’t because you can’t think you are. Here’s your options fucktard. You can either go out and beat Aubrey, and beat her good and prove that you aren’t a threat, you’re a fucking promise. A promise to destroy whoever get in your way to becoming your best or you can stand there, let Aubrey tee off on you and prove you’re just a one trick pony.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ porcupine.
Jacob.Hutchinson Fucking fuck! What do you want to do?
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Win.
Jacob.Hutchinson There is only one way you can do that. You have to BEAT….AUBREY….DOWN! You need to realize the Aubrey you had good times with is gone!
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ But she’s not.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Jacob.Hutchinson I can’t make you beat her, you need to do it yourself TJ. I’m going to go now. I love you and remember, just because I don’t answer you all the time, doesn’t mean I’m not listening. Love you bro.
The sound of the door opening makes Jacob fade away as both Roger and Trey Gings show up and check on TJ.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry.
Roger consoles TJ as Trey stares at the hole in the wall. The scene fades to black as the two brother help up their drunken comrade.
The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I’m sorry.
