Post by JD Pierce on Feb 13, 2011 13:22:52 GMT -4
Sorry for the lack of editing, had to post quickly, had a funeral to run to today
* The scene opens to JD at a local bar, enjoying a few drinks before he has to head to the IWC arena for his match. A couple yards to his right are two women giggling, attempting to sing karaoke. *
Women: I Will Survive.. I will Survive.. Heyyy, heyy!!
* The women giggle an slur through the words before finally giving up and stumble off to where JD is sitting. Ever the suave gentlemen, JD attempts to work the over. *
JD: Hello, ladies, it’s a nice afternoon to get in some karaoke isn’t it?
* The women giggle as one of them remarks. *
Women 1: yeah but we suck at it.
JD: well that just means that you’re not drunk enough yet. Studies have shown that alcohol actually improves karaoke performance. So I’ll tell you what since I used to be on the pro circuit, I’ll buy you ladies a few drinks and give you a few tips and we’ll see where we are from there. What you have to remember is that life comes in circles, if you ladies give off the effort then it’ll pay off but I’m sure women as distinguished as you know that.
* The women saddle up the bar and JD orders up a few drinks, attempting to bolster up their skills but not even half a drink in there’s an obnoxious car horn lofting in from the street. Both women look up then at each other. *
Women 2: Suma Daddy
JD: what ?
* the horn sounds again.*
* Without even a good bye or thank you the two rush off out the door. JD’s eyes follow them out with discontent.*
JD: A minor set back never stopped a revolution.
* JD pounds his beer down and wipes his mouth. *
JD: Especially A Kamikaze Revolution.
* JD throws some money on the bar before getting up and walking out, causing the scene to fade. *
--- End Scene ---
* The table rattles as the thud of a fist against wood echoes throughout the room. JD fights his hair away from his face. His disheveled appearance a drastic change from the normal well groomed persona he usually portrays. He looks up from the table, a sense of wild fury in his eyes, his lips tremble as he opens his mouth revealing an unusually darkened voice, shaking with anger. *
I’m the egomaniac? After listening to your intolerable babbling for longer than humanly possible you still have the audacity to consider me the egomaniac? If I am an egomaniac… I would assume that places you within the ranks of a megalomaniac? Because you are… well simply put a pathologically egotistical delusional bitch…
* JD stands up from the table, kicking away the chair sending it ungracefully crashing into the wall. He walks around the edge of the table slowly, the demented look in his eyes growing with every step. As he walks he reaches his hand into a black box on the table, from it he pulls a leather whip. Multiple thongs stem from a single handle that JD holds in his hand, the ends of which fall lifelessly to the ground as JD drops his arm limply to his side. As he continues to walk the thongs of the whip drag along the ground, he stops to poise himself in frontal view of the screen, as he does so he begins to lift the whip, staring maniacally at it as he does so. *
This… this is a “cat o’ nine tails” A prime example of a “scourge” this is a medieval torture device, used to punish wrongdoers or offenders of the law. This particular type of scourge is unique in that it not only has multiple thongs or “tails” but it also, at the end of each “tail” has a metal ball tightly wound in leather for added damage. This device has been used for centuries as an assertion of power, but the major flaw with a scourge, as with most weapons is that their level of power is one dimensional. Strip the bearer of their weapon and they are rendered helpless. Such is the case with Ms. Allison Detorre she epitomizes the concept of a one dimensional athlete, straight down to the one track mind where the number one concept its women’s rights. The days of feminist attitudes are long behind us Ms. Detorre most women are allowing natural order to restore. Take that as a sexist comment all you may want but you’d be wrong. Instead of lashing out and creating riots, fighting against the grand scheme of things each woman who wishes to achieve a greater goal should stop using their mouths to do so and take their stand with their actions. When a man loses a job opportunity to a competitor whether they be male or female, white or black, the man accepts that the opposition was better qualified in some way, and though he may be disappointed he will continue on in search of the right opportunity. However, when a woman loses a position to a man, it must be based on sexist factors, it must be because they are a woman and they won’t be given the chance that they deserve… Honestly, that’s a complete crock. There are plenty of women who have pushed down in the past, blatantly, and the women who were truly capable of the opportunity they were being deprived of, they didn’t sit and argue about their feminine rights, they took a stand, they acted out and proved their worth. So for you to sit here and complain to the public, to make remarks on how I will be chauvinistic, that shows me that you are more talk than you’re worth.
* JD tosses the scourge onto the table and pulls from the box a copy of the Oxford English Dictionary, he flips it open, searching for a word. *
That’s right, none of that Merriam-Webster bullshit. So, the obnoxious little twat wants to question my knowledge of our English language. Well maybe if she were to do more than browse in some half-assed dictionary she would have answers to her stupid questions. “On what fucking planet does the phrase 'Kamikaze Revolution' make sense for one person?” Well my darling Allison, that would have to be the planet Earth. You see, according to our friend here, the Oxford dictionary the word “Kamikaze” means “divine wind or wind of the gods” so yes, obviously I know very well what the name Kamikaze means, moving on to the word “Revolution” which would be “a complete change or overthrow of established politics or government”. The reason it would be a revolution opposed to a rebellion is that this is not an armed attack against a country. This is a direct resistance to the politics that inhibit and control the order of life here in IWC. Not to mention saying it’s a rebellion because I'm not going to win doesn’t make much sense dear, for starters failure is not what separates a rebellion from a revolution and to clear it up, you don’t have much weight on my plans here in IWC, they are much larger than you, you are little more than a stepping stone that even in defeat could be sidestepped. But just to prove a point, I did my research before choosing a nickname, to break it down for you, a rough interpretation of Kamikaze Revolution would be a radical change caused by the divine wind, or the wind of the gods blowing through to change the order of things.
* JD tosses the dictionary carelessly behind him before pressing his hand to his cheek and cracking his neck, one side first followed closely by the other. *
So listen darling, we could sit here and sling the insults back and forth all day. That would get us nowhere, all that will matter at the end of the show is what transpired inside the ring. Who has their arm raised by the referee in the aftermath, everything until then is just gray area. You want to prove yourself to be “more than the average woman?” then at our showdown inside the IWC Asylum you will have your opportunity to put up or shut up. I could sit here and talk about how I am going to beat seven shades of shit out of you, but in reality that is nothing more than a statement that even a little child could make, so I will allow my actions to speak for my ability… until then my dear... the Revolution awaits…
* JD pushes the box carelessly off of the table as he strolls away from the camera and out of the sight of the screen. *
--- End Scene ---
* The scene opens to JD at a local bar, enjoying a few drinks before he has to head to the IWC arena for his match. A couple yards to his right are two women giggling, attempting to sing karaoke. *
Women: I Will Survive.. I will Survive.. Heyyy, heyy!!
* The women giggle an slur through the words before finally giving up and stumble off to where JD is sitting. Ever the suave gentlemen, JD attempts to work the over. *
JD: Hello, ladies, it’s a nice afternoon to get in some karaoke isn’t it?
* The women giggle as one of them remarks. *
Women 1: yeah but we suck at it.
JD: well that just means that you’re not drunk enough yet. Studies have shown that alcohol actually improves karaoke performance. So I’ll tell you what since I used to be on the pro circuit, I’ll buy you ladies a few drinks and give you a few tips and we’ll see where we are from there. What you have to remember is that life comes in circles, if you ladies give off the effort then it’ll pay off but I’m sure women as distinguished as you know that.
* The women saddle up the bar and JD orders up a few drinks, attempting to bolster up their skills but not even half a drink in there’s an obnoxious car horn lofting in from the street. Both women look up then at each other. *
Women 2: Suma Daddy
JD: what ?
* the horn sounds again.*
* Without even a good bye or thank you the two rush off out the door. JD’s eyes follow them out with discontent.*
JD: A minor set back never stopped a revolution.
* JD pounds his beer down and wipes his mouth. *
JD: Especially A Kamikaze Revolution.
* JD throws some money on the bar before getting up and walking out, causing the scene to fade. *
--- End Scene ---
* The table rattles as the thud of a fist against wood echoes throughout the room. JD fights his hair away from his face. His disheveled appearance a drastic change from the normal well groomed persona he usually portrays. He looks up from the table, a sense of wild fury in his eyes, his lips tremble as he opens his mouth revealing an unusually darkened voice, shaking with anger. *
I’m the egomaniac? After listening to your intolerable babbling for longer than humanly possible you still have the audacity to consider me the egomaniac? If I am an egomaniac… I would assume that places you within the ranks of a megalomaniac? Because you are… well simply put a pathologically egotistical delusional bitch…
* JD stands up from the table, kicking away the chair sending it ungracefully crashing into the wall. He walks around the edge of the table slowly, the demented look in his eyes growing with every step. As he walks he reaches his hand into a black box on the table, from it he pulls a leather whip. Multiple thongs stem from a single handle that JD holds in his hand, the ends of which fall lifelessly to the ground as JD drops his arm limply to his side. As he continues to walk the thongs of the whip drag along the ground, he stops to poise himself in frontal view of the screen, as he does so he begins to lift the whip, staring maniacally at it as he does so. *
This… this is a “cat o’ nine tails” A prime example of a “scourge” this is a medieval torture device, used to punish wrongdoers or offenders of the law. This particular type of scourge is unique in that it not only has multiple thongs or “tails” but it also, at the end of each “tail” has a metal ball tightly wound in leather for added damage. This device has been used for centuries as an assertion of power, but the major flaw with a scourge, as with most weapons is that their level of power is one dimensional. Strip the bearer of their weapon and they are rendered helpless. Such is the case with Ms. Allison Detorre she epitomizes the concept of a one dimensional athlete, straight down to the one track mind where the number one concept its women’s rights. The days of feminist attitudes are long behind us Ms. Detorre most women are allowing natural order to restore. Take that as a sexist comment all you may want but you’d be wrong. Instead of lashing out and creating riots, fighting against the grand scheme of things each woman who wishes to achieve a greater goal should stop using their mouths to do so and take their stand with their actions. When a man loses a job opportunity to a competitor whether they be male or female, white or black, the man accepts that the opposition was better qualified in some way, and though he may be disappointed he will continue on in search of the right opportunity. However, when a woman loses a position to a man, it must be based on sexist factors, it must be because they are a woman and they won’t be given the chance that they deserve… Honestly, that’s a complete crock. There are plenty of women who have pushed down in the past, blatantly, and the women who were truly capable of the opportunity they were being deprived of, they didn’t sit and argue about their feminine rights, they took a stand, they acted out and proved their worth. So for you to sit here and complain to the public, to make remarks on how I will be chauvinistic, that shows me that you are more talk than you’re worth.
* JD tosses the scourge onto the table and pulls from the box a copy of the Oxford English Dictionary, he flips it open, searching for a word. *
That’s right, none of that Merriam-Webster bullshit. So, the obnoxious little twat wants to question my knowledge of our English language. Well maybe if she were to do more than browse in some half-assed dictionary she would have answers to her stupid questions. “On what fucking planet does the phrase 'Kamikaze Revolution' make sense for one person?” Well my darling Allison, that would have to be the planet Earth. You see, according to our friend here, the Oxford dictionary the word “Kamikaze” means “divine wind or wind of the gods” so yes, obviously I know very well what the name Kamikaze means, moving on to the word “Revolution” which would be “a complete change or overthrow of established politics or government”. The reason it would be a revolution opposed to a rebellion is that this is not an armed attack against a country. This is a direct resistance to the politics that inhibit and control the order of life here in IWC. Not to mention saying it’s a rebellion because I'm not going to win doesn’t make much sense dear, for starters failure is not what separates a rebellion from a revolution and to clear it up, you don’t have much weight on my plans here in IWC, they are much larger than you, you are little more than a stepping stone that even in defeat could be sidestepped. But just to prove a point, I did my research before choosing a nickname, to break it down for you, a rough interpretation of Kamikaze Revolution would be a radical change caused by the divine wind, or the wind of the gods blowing through to change the order of things.
* JD tosses the dictionary carelessly behind him before pressing his hand to his cheek and cracking his neck, one side first followed closely by the other. *
So listen darling, we could sit here and sling the insults back and forth all day. That would get us nowhere, all that will matter at the end of the show is what transpired inside the ring. Who has their arm raised by the referee in the aftermath, everything until then is just gray area. You want to prove yourself to be “more than the average woman?” then at our showdown inside the IWC Asylum you will have your opportunity to put up or shut up. I could sit here and talk about how I am going to beat seven shades of shit out of you, but in reality that is nothing more than a statement that even a little child could make, so I will allow my actions to speak for my ability… until then my dear... the Revolution awaits…
* JD pushes the box carelessly off of the table as he strolls away from the camera and out of the sight of the screen. *
--- End Scene ---
