Post by warrenpeace on Jun 28, 2013 0:04:13 GMT -4
Have you ever believed in destiny? Myself, I never really put too much thought into the whole shebang. I have always been more of a logical thinker. To think that any one person was put here on this earth for a certain reason always seemed a bit too herculean to me.
Sure, it makes for an awesome story. Stuff that would be passed down from generation to generation. Though I never considered it to be anything beyond that. My life had always been a dull one. To be honest I lied to myself frequently.
That once high school was over and I was in college things would get better, but of course I knew that that was just all bullbleep I would have gone to an expensive college and studied my ass off. made no new friends and then in no time I would be a drone in some office hanging out with the white collar criminals.
That, isn't the life I want to have, and although I seemed destined to fall line as such, I always knew it was the last thing that would ever happened.
by sheer luck I met a girl. And awesome and wonderful girl who didn't even know I existed until an biology project. and we hit it off.
She of course was happy to call me a friend. I was a harmless conversation piece at first. she was the greatest creation on this earth in my eyes, and she still is.
I would do anything for this girl, and so when her mother was killed in that hit an run I immediately set out to find the culprit. No one liked the outcome of that, at all.
She was left with the knowledge that her quarterback boyfriend had been driving under the influence, and crashed into her mothers vehicle while she was driving back from the grocery store.
I was left with the bruises from the beating the quarterback gave me when I showed up at his house to reveal that I knew it was him. That beating was the first of many.
The blood pouring from within my body, chilling on the the hardwood floor that I passed out on, and the hospital bed I awoke in hours later. All were precursors to my realization that destiny is a truth unlike any other, that is assuredly a proven outcome of our lives.
My destiny wasn't to finish high school, go to college and waste away with my many degrees in an office. My destiny was to don the mask and take out each and every scum bag that is out there making the lives of innocent citizens any harder than it should be.
The dopers, the thieves, the rapists, the murderers...The bad guys of all creeds will have to deal with me. And I set out to destroy everyone that I could get my hands on.
Which brings me to where I am now. As I sit here on the wings of a stone gargoyle staring into the dark city. I wait for the signal,a siren, or gun shot. I wait for the bad guys to make their moves.
But it's hard to keep my focus tonight. As there is a big time baddie that has been an ever escalating thorn in my side. The Red Scorpion.
If the wrestlers and fans knew what I know about this deviant little bleep They wouldn't laugh at his antics or undermine how dangerous the man is.
As Spectre said to me last week, RS was a high priority. Bin Laden levels of public enemy number one. And he was using the APW as a venue for his antics.
His opponents haven't a clue what they risk by stepping into the ting with him. But I have an opportunity to stop him, before any real harm can be done.
It's taken longer than I would have liked but at Test for the best I will finally have the opportunity to take this villain to Arkam and let him rot in a padded cell until the end of his days.
It's on my shoulders, this is my cross to bare. It is my destiny. One that I accept. The weight of the world is on my shoulders and I accept that because I know that no one else could possibly carry the load.
And the day is almost upon us, I can feel it deep within the core of my body. I'm ready for this fight. But I must stay prepared. I must continue t hunt so that I can maintain this level of awareness.
Our day is quickly coming Red Scorpion. Your days are numbered. I just hop that when the day comes, that I am not too late.
Sure, it makes for an awesome story. Stuff that would be passed down from generation to generation. Though I never considered it to be anything beyond that. My life had always been a dull one. To be honest I lied to myself frequently.
That once high school was over and I was in college things would get better, but of course I knew that that was just all bullbleep I would have gone to an expensive college and studied my ass off. made no new friends and then in no time I would be a drone in some office hanging out with the white collar criminals.
That, isn't the life I want to have, and although I seemed destined to fall line as such, I always knew it was the last thing that would ever happened.
by sheer luck I met a girl. And awesome and wonderful girl who didn't even know I existed until an biology project. and we hit it off.
She of course was happy to call me a friend. I was a harmless conversation piece at first. she was the greatest creation on this earth in my eyes, and she still is.
I would do anything for this girl, and so when her mother was killed in that hit an run I immediately set out to find the culprit. No one liked the outcome of that, at all.
She was left with the knowledge that her quarterback boyfriend had been driving under the influence, and crashed into her mothers vehicle while she was driving back from the grocery store.
I was left with the bruises from the beating the quarterback gave me when I showed up at his house to reveal that I knew it was him. That beating was the first of many.
The blood pouring from within my body, chilling on the the hardwood floor that I passed out on, and the hospital bed I awoke in hours later. All were precursors to my realization that destiny is a truth unlike any other, that is assuredly a proven outcome of our lives.
My destiny wasn't to finish high school, go to college and waste away with my many degrees in an office. My destiny was to don the mask and take out each and every scum bag that is out there making the lives of innocent citizens any harder than it should be.
The dopers, the thieves, the rapists, the murderers...The bad guys of all creeds will have to deal with me. And I set out to destroy everyone that I could get my hands on.
Which brings me to where I am now. As I sit here on the wings of a stone gargoyle staring into the dark city. I wait for the signal,a siren, or gun shot. I wait for the bad guys to make their moves.
But it's hard to keep my focus tonight. As there is a big time baddie that has been an ever escalating thorn in my side. The Red Scorpion.
If the wrestlers and fans knew what I know about this deviant little bleep They wouldn't laugh at his antics or undermine how dangerous the man is.
As Spectre said to me last week, RS was a high priority. Bin Laden levels of public enemy number one. And he was using the APW as a venue for his antics.
His opponents haven't a clue what they risk by stepping into the ting with him. But I have an opportunity to stop him, before any real harm can be done.
It's taken longer than I would have liked but at Test for the best I will finally have the opportunity to take this villain to Arkam and let him rot in a padded cell until the end of his days.
It's on my shoulders, this is my cross to bare. It is my destiny. One that I accept. The weight of the world is on my shoulders and I accept that because I know that no one else could possibly carry the load.
And the day is almost upon us, I can feel it deep within the core of my body. I'm ready for this fight. But I must stay prepared. I must continue t hunt so that I can maintain this level of awareness.
Our day is quickly coming Red Scorpion. Your days are numbered. I just hop that when the day comes, that I am not too late.
