Post by Roxi Johnson on Jan 10, 2013 7:17:53 GMT -5
Well. this is certainly interesting.
Last week was pretty satisfying, beating up Laura again. And not that I needed it, but Bliss, thank you. Again, totally didn't need it, but I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. What you did was admirable. So, I give my thanks. But, I think will all the times I've saved the world, I'm kinda owed one every now and again, but whatever. Maybe in time we can form some sort of injustice-fighting duo. Like Batman and Robin, Jake and the Fatman, or Mel Gibson and Danny Glover. I have my "I'm too old for this" line down to a science. Maybe. Maybe not.
But now, I guess MPW is trying their best to have someone, anyone, beat me. After our World champion decreed over and over again that Laura would beat me, I'm sure he's a little upset at her failure. She made him look bad. But then again, it's not that difficult. So it looks like he's sending Drake Hunter. Correction: "Punk" Drake Hunter because that makes it sound cool. I don't quite understand the whole "Punk" part, but then again, I don't understand any one of your 3 nicknames. But then again, anyone who needs 3 nicknames is just....trying too hard. Way too hard.
"Technical Messiah" really doesn't make any sense. Look at the moves you do. Sure, a suplex here or there, a DDT here or there, but really, it's about 30 versions of the same move. It's really splitting hairs in order to make it seem like you have this vast array of moves when really it's about 10 versions of a DDT, 5-or 6 versions of a neckbreaker. Just so you can say "look how innovative I am. I go through a complicated series of moves to do a DDT." There's really nothing...technical about that. In fact, technical wrestlers really know how to do all kinds of holds, and do them well. Technical wrestlers are able grapple their way out a situation, create counters and opportunities. None of which apply to you. So, at this point, I don't think you really know what that word means. I'm more technical than you based on Ju-Jitsu alone. And "Messiah" really? Yes, you should be worshiped for something you aren't even good at. But hey, it worked for William Hung, I guess there's a chance for you.
Let's see. "Prodigy" I'll admit it takes some stones to call yourself something like that, considering you went through a wrestling school like anyone and everyone who has ever laced boots. And really, prodigies are children, not 22 year old men. Or is this the part where you randomly make up a history of wrestling grown men at age 12? A prodigy is a math whiz. A prodigy is a child who plays the piano. A prodigy is someone who scores a perfect score on their SAT's. None of these things apply to you. A Prodigy is a child is does something at an adult level despite not being an adult. So there's that.
And Finally, "Punk" What are you trying to say here? That you're "Punk" as in...like a punk rocker? You enjoy that type of music? Then why do you come to the ring to Three Days Grace? Or are you that guy who runs around in a Misfits t-shirt to try and fit in with the group? You know there's more to it than that, right? It's not someone you just...do. It's a lifestyle, you can't just decide one day to be "Punk" you need to live it. And from what I've seen,once again, none of this applies to you. Sure, you may color your hair, you may shave your head or leave it long in two spots, You may wear spikes or chains or have stock on Hot Topic, but it doesn't make you Punk, or anything important for that matter.
The only thing that really applies to you is "trying too hard". You know that guy, right? The guy who shows up at a house party with guitar to pick up girls. The guy who makes up stories about his life to seem far more important that he is. Or, in your case Drake the guy who continues to spout off and babble about over and over about the "Human Condition" in a snobbish tone because he thinks it makes him sound smart. Did you just happen to pick up Hannah Arendt's book? First year of Philosophy 101 Drake? All of a sudden you're a expert of philosophical texts? Judging by you're literal interpretation, I'll guess no.
Here's the thing Drake, Heroes exist. They may not wear a costume, they may not even wear a uniform at all. But they're out there. One may even save your life one day. Believing less would be foolish and stupid. But you're the expert, right? You know all about the human condition. You think there is no moral code in life? If that were true, wouldn't the weakest be killed off instantly? Wouldn't people like you be ridiculed and persecuted for their beliefs. Wouldn't every religious person endure the same? But we can't expect the man who doesn't know the meaning of the words "Punk" "Technical" and "Prodigy" to understand things more complex than that, can we? No, that would be asking just a bit too much. Your narrow world view and minute understanding of human beings makes you, once again, Mr. Trying-to-hard.
But really, what this boils down to is the fact that the pressure is on you to stop from winning yet another match. To hopefully slow my momentum down before I walk into Army of One, and not only retain this TV title but win the rumble match and get my world title match. You need to make that happen, the question is...can you? Can you beat me? Since September, everyone who has tried, has failed, by hook or by crook. I firmly understand that I'm marked in this event. I've been marked since I won the Television title, and yet, I rise above it all and come out with my hand raised. Yet you, you couldn't win a handicap match. There were two of you, against one guy, and you both failed.
Miserably I might add.
Yet you come preach to me about winning. Yet you come preach to me about my title being meaningless. Weren't you the guy walking about with a defunct championship belt attempting to pass it off as legit?
Please, tell me again how crazy I am.
The bottom line is that on TNT, you're going to lose. Again. You're going to wind up sitting there in the ring, wondering how the "Technical Messiah" got beaten by a superhero. Beaten by a girl. Beaten by someone who doesn't march to the beat of the Human Condition or any other such nonsense. You can talk about it til you're blue in the face, Drake. It won't change the fact that you have no idea what you're talking about. It also won't change the fact that I'm going to kick the crap out of you.
I guess you can say it's just...in my nature.[/i]
[ Roxi sits in her apartment, messing with her hair, clearly, she's bored. ]
Roxi - I'm bored.
[ Told you. ]
Vision - This again?
Roxi - There's nothing to do. Crime is down city-wide.
Vision - That means you're doing your job.
Roxi - No, someone else is doing my job. An imposter.
Vision - The whole goal of the Guild is to make it some we don't have to go out and fight every night. It's why we're here.
Roxi - But you'd think that someone would be doing something bad right now.
Vision - Depends on what your definition of good and bad is.
Roxi - That's not funny. You just pick up that book too?
Vision - I skimmed it. Very interesting.
Roxi - Ugh. You're beginning to sound like Drake.
Vision - That bad huh?
Roxi - Yes.
Vision - Maybe he's right.
Roxi - You can't be serious.
Vision - Well, I don't believe that everyone in the world is out for themselves. But I think most people are good people.
Roxi - I guess.
Vision - Maybe that's why crime is down, more people are learning that being the bad guy isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Roxi - Maybe you're right. But still, to believe that book is 100% right is nonsense.
Vision - Maybe. Maybe not.
Roxi - Whatever. I still need something to do.
Vision - I think you should just...go out and enjoy life.
Roxi - Because swinging from rooftops is so boring.
Vision - I mean be...normal for a change. Go out to a club or something.
Roxi - I can stay home and accomplish the same goal. Also, it would be much, much cheaper.
Vision - But you are a celebrity thanks to MPW.
Roxi - I suppose.
Vision - So go, mingle with the people who love you.
Roxi - They don't love me, they love that I'm famous. And a girl. With boobs.
Vision - Just try it, see what happens.
Roxi - Ugh. Fine. But if anything crazy happens, I blame you.
[ Roxi gets up and disappears in order to change, she comes out a few moments later, wearing some clothes that scream ho-hum and for her sake don't say "I'm totally a superhero in disguise." ]
Vision - Now don't stay out to late.
Roxi - Yes, Mother.
Roxi - Why did I come here? I shoud leave.
It's a bar. It's a social thing. Be sociable. Mingle. It's why you're here.
Bartender - Everybody, everybody, I have an annoucement.
Oh great...
Bartender - Tonight we have a special guest, who's going to not only entertain us Thursday, but tonight, she's the guest of honor.
Roxi - What?
Bartender - Please welcome, MPW superstar Roxi Johnson!
[ Wild applause. ]
Roxi - Really?
Bartender - Ms. Johnson, we're wondering if you would like to ...do a little karaoke?
Roxi - Not really.
Bartender - She said she'll do it!
[ More wild cheering. ]
Roxi - *sigh* Fine.
[ Roxi grudgingly gets up on stage, and a familiar tune starts.
You can sing along if you like. ]
Roxi - - (singing)
I took a walk around the world
To ease my troubled mind
I left my body laying somewhere
In the sands of time
But I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah
I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be
Something to do with you
I really don’t mind what happens now and then
As long as you’ll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I’m alive and well, will you be
There a-holding my hand
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak,
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times
I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head,
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I’m alive and well,
Will you be there a-holding my hand
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I’m alive and well, will you be there
Holding my hand
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
Yeah!!
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well,
Will you be there a-holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
Yeah!!
[ The crowd goes crazy as Roxi finishes the bar favorite. She takes a bow and exits off the stage ]
Hey, that was kinda fun. [/I]
[ Hot chocolate's "You Sexy Thing" starts for the next person. And Roxi begins to dance....like Elaine from Seinfeld. With the little kicks and the thumbs...it's horrid. Trade secret people: Roxi cannot dance. Like...at all. ]
Patron - Sweet fancy Moses!
[ The next day, Roxi is waiting for anything to happen on lazy Sunday afternoon. She sits next to her favorite gargoyle.]
Roxi - Back on the hero grind, waiting for something. Anything. Herman, why do I get the feeling that this is a waste of my day?
[ Suddenly, a bank alarm goes off. ]
Roxi - Me and my big mouth.
[ She swings off in the direction of the alarm, blowing a kiss to Herman along the way. ]
I really love my job. [/I]
I'm not going to lie. Drake, you've gotten me excited to wrestle on TNT. It's not often that that happens. Not lately anyway. Last week with Laura was motivating, but now, here you are, one of the people everyone knows here. One of the people expected to do well, and now, you're the underdog, and I've made you the underdog. A superhero has made you the underdog. The type of person you think isn't real. Yet, you will end up losing to someone you don't think is real. A cape and tights doesn't make me a superhero Drake, it doesn't make anyone a superhero. Our actions speak for us. It's our calling. You may not think the world can be saved, but countless times, I've heard the people ask for a savior And time and time again, I've answered that call. And this time will be no different.
Once again I will save those who need it, even if they do not deserve it. But in this case, the people who want it, deserve it. And what they want, is for me to shut that "holier than thou" mouth of yours and continue my streak.
And who I am to disappoint? Or turn down a good fight?
Human nature and my heart say I will fight.
My skills and my brain says I'll win.
But look on the bright side, afterward, you can dive into some new books: "Coping with Loss" and "The Hero With A Thousand Faces"
Also I reccomend: All Star Superman, so you can learn about superheroes before you open your mouth again. Or the next time you're hanging off a bridge or something. Then we'll see what's what, Mr Philosophy major. [/I]
Last week was pretty satisfying, beating up Laura again. And not that I needed it, but Bliss, thank you. Again, totally didn't need it, but I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. What you did was admirable. So, I give my thanks. But, I think will all the times I've saved the world, I'm kinda owed one every now and again, but whatever. Maybe in time we can form some sort of injustice-fighting duo. Like Batman and Robin, Jake and the Fatman, or Mel Gibson and Danny Glover. I have my "I'm too old for this" line down to a science. Maybe. Maybe not.
But now, I guess MPW is trying their best to have someone, anyone, beat me. After our World champion decreed over and over again that Laura would beat me, I'm sure he's a little upset at her failure. She made him look bad. But then again, it's not that difficult. So it looks like he's sending Drake Hunter. Correction: "Punk" Drake Hunter because that makes it sound cool. I don't quite understand the whole "Punk" part, but then again, I don't understand any one of your 3 nicknames. But then again, anyone who needs 3 nicknames is just....trying too hard. Way too hard.
"Technical Messiah" really doesn't make any sense. Look at the moves you do. Sure, a suplex here or there, a DDT here or there, but really, it's about 30 versions of the same move. It's really splitting hairs in order to make it seem like you have this vast array of moves when really it's about 10 versions of a DDT, 5-or 6 versions of a neckbreaker. Just so you can say "look how innovative I am. I go through a complicated series of moves to do a DDT." There's really nothing...technical about that. In fact, technical wrestlers really know how to do all kinds of holds, and do them well. Technical wrestlers are able grapple their way out a situation, create counters and opportunities. None of which apply to you. So, at this point, I don't think you really know what that word means. I'm more technical than you based on Ju-Jitsu alone. And "Messiah" really? Yes, you should be worshiped for something you aren't even good at. But hey, it worked for William Hung, I guess there's a chance for you.
Let's see. "Prodigy" I'll admit it takes some stones to call yourself something like that, considering you went through a wrestling school like anyone and everyone who has ever laced boots. And really, prodigies are children, not 22 year old men. Or is this the part where you randomly make up a history of wrestling grown men at age 12? A prodigy is a math whiz. A prodigy is a child who plays the piano. A prodigy is someone who scores a perfect score on their SAT's. None of these things apply to you. A Prodigy is a child is does something at an adult level despite not being an adult. So there's that.
And Finally, "Punk" What are you trying to say here? That you're "Punk" as in...like a punk rocker? You enjoy that type of music? Then why do you come to the ring to Three Days Grace? Or are you that guy who runs around in a Misfits t-shirt to try and fit in with the group? You know there's more to it than that, right? It's not someone you just...do. It's a lifestyle, you can't just decide one day to be "Punk" you need to live it. And from what I've seen,once again, none of this applies to you. Sure, you may color your hair, you may shave your head or leave it long in two spots, You may wear spikes or chains or have stock on Hot Topic, but it doesn't make you Punk, or anything important for that matter.
The only thing that really applies to you is "trying too hard". You know that guy, right? The guy who shows up at a house party with guitar to pick up girls. The guy who makes up stories about his life to seem far more important that he is. Or, in your case Drake the guy who continues to spout off and babble about over and over about the "Human Condition" in a snobbish tone because he thinks it makes him sound smart. Did you just happen to pick up Hannah Arendt's book? First year of Philosophy 101 Drake? All of a sudden you're a expert of philosophical texts? Judging by you're literal interpretation, I'll guess no.
Here's the thing Drake, Heroes exist. They may not wear a costume, they may not even wear a uniform at all. But they're out there. One may even save your life one day. Believing less would be foolish and stupid. But you're the expert, right? You know all about the human condition. You think there is no moral code in life? If that were true, wouldn't the weakest be killed off instantly? Wouldn't people like you be ridiculed and persecuted for their beliefs. Wouldn't every religious person endure the same? But we can't expect the man who doesn't know the meaning of the words "Punk" "Technical" and "Prodigy" to understand things more complex than that, can we? No, that would be asking just a bit too much. Your narrow world view and minute understanding of human beings makes you, once again, Mr. Trying-to-hard.
But really, what this boils down to is the fact that the pressure is on you to stop from winning yet another match. To hopefully slow my momentum down before I walk into Army of One, and not only retain this TV title but win the rumble match and get my world title match. You need to make that happen, the question is...can you? Can you beat me? Since September, everyone who has tried, has failed, by hook or by crook. I firmly understand that I'm marked in this event. I've been marked since I won the Television title, and yet, I rise above it all and come out with my hand raised. Yet you, you couldn't win a handicap match. There were two of you, against one guy, and you both failed.
Miserably I might add.
Yet you come preach to me about winning. Yet you come preach to me about my title being meaningless. Weren't you the guy walking about with a defunct championship belt attempting to pass it off as legit?
Please, tell me again how crazy I am.
The bottom line is that on TNT, you're going to lose. Again. You're going to wind up sitting there in the ring, wondering how the "Technical Messiah" got beaten by a superhero. Beaten by a girl. Beaten by someone who doesn't march to the beat of the Human Condition or any other such nonsense. You can talk about it til you're blue in the face, Drake. It won't change the fact that you have no idea what you're talking about. It also won't change the fact that I'm going to kick the crap out of you.
I guess you can say it's just...in my nature.[/i]
[ Roxi sits in her apartment, messing with her hair, clearly, she's bored. ]
Roxi - I'm bored.
[ Told you. ]
Vision - This again?
Roxi - There's nothing to do. Crime is down city-wide.
Vision - That means you're doing your job.
Roxi - No, someone else is doing my job. An imposter.
Vision - The whole goal of the Guild is to make it some we don't have to go out and fight every night. It's why we're here.
Roxi - But you'd think that someone would be doing something bad right now.
Vision - Depends on what your definition of good and bad is.
Roxi - That's not funny. You just pick up that book too?
Vision - I skimmed it. Very interesting.
Roxi - Ugh. You're beginning to sound like Drake.
Vision - That bad huh?
Roxi - Yes.
Vision - Maybe he's right.
Roxi - You can't be serious.
Vision - Well, I don't believe that everyone in the world is out for themselves. But I think most people are good people.
Roxi - I guess.
Vision - Maybe that's why crime is down, more people are learning that being the bad guy isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Roxi - Maybe you're right. But still, to believe that book is 100% right is nonsense.
Vision - Maybe. Maybe not.
Roxi - Whatever. I still need something to do.
Vision - I think you should just...go out and enjoy life.
Roxi - Because swinging from rooftops is so boring.
Vision - I mean be...normal for a change. Go out to a club or something.
Roxi - I can stay home and accomplish the same goal. Also, it would be much, much cheaper.
Vision - But you are a celebrity thanks to MPW.
Roxi - I suppose.
Vision - So go, mingle with the people who love you.
Roxi - They don't love me, they love that I'm famous. And a girl. With boobs.
Vision - Just try it, see what happens.
Roxi - Ugh. Fine. But if anything crazy happens, I blame you.
[ Roxi gets up and disappears in order to change, she comes out a few moments later, wearing some clothes that scream ho-hum and for her sake don't say "I'm totally a superhero in disguise." ]
Vision - Now don't stay out to late.
Roxi - Yes, Mother.
Roxi - Why did I come here? I shoud leave.
It's a bar. It's a social thing. Be sociable. Mingle. It's why you're here.
Bartender - Everybody, everybody, I have an annoucement.
Oh great...
Bartender - Tonight we have a special guest, who's going to not only entertain us Thursday, but tonight, she's the guest of honor.
Roxi - What?
Bartender - Please welcome, MPW superstar Roxi Johnson!
[ Wild applause. ]
Roxi - Really?
Bartender - Ms. Johnson, we're wondering if you would like to ...do a little karaoke?
Roxi - Not really.
Bartender - She said she'll do it!
[ More wild cheering. ]
Roxi - *sigh* Fine.
[ Roxi grudgingly gets up on stage, and a familiar tune starts.
You can sing along if you like. ]
Roxi - - (singing)
I took a walk around the world
To ease my troubled mind
I left my body laying somewhere
In the sands of time
But I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah
I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be
Something to do with you
I really don’t mind what happens now and then
As long as you’ll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I’m alive and well, will you be
There a-holding my hand
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak,
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times
I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head,
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I’m alive and well,
Will you be there a-holding my hand
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I’m alive and well, will you be there
Holding my hand
I’ll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
Yeah!!
If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well,
Will you be there a-holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side
With my superhuman might
Kryptonite
Yeah!!
[ The crowd goes crazy as Roxi finishes the bar favorite. She takes a bow and exits off the stage ]
Hey, that was kinda fun. [/I]
[ Hot chocolate's "You Sexy Thing" starts for the next person. And Roxi begins to dance....like Elaine from Seinfeld. With the little kicks and the thumbs...it's horrid. Trade secret people: Roxi cannot dance. Like...at all. ]
Patron - Sweet fancy Moses!
[ The next day, Roxi is waiting for anything to happen on lazy Sunday afternoon. She sits next to her favorite gargoyle.]
Roxi - Back on the hero grind, waiting for something. Anything. Herman, why do I get the feeling that this is a waste of my day?
[ Suddenly, a bank alarm goes off. ]
Roxi - Me and my big mouth.
[ She swings off in the direction of the alarm, blowing a kiss to Herman along the way. ]
I really love my job. [/I]
I'm not going to lie. Drake, you've gotten me excited to wrestle on TNT. It's not often that that happens. Not lately anyway. Last week with Laura was motivating, but now, here you are, one of the people everyone knows here. One of the people expected to do well, and now, you're the underdog, and I've made you the underdog. A superhero has made you the underdog. The type of person you think isn't real. Yet, you will end up losing to someone you don't think is real. A cape and tights doesn't make me a superhero Drake, it doesn't make anyone a superhero. Our actions speak for us. It's our calling. You may not think the world can be saved, but countless times, I've heard the people ask for a savior And time and time again, I've answered that call. And this time will be no different.
Once again I will save those who need it, even if they do not deserve it. But in this case, the people who want it, deserve it. And what they want, is for me to shut that "holier than thou" mouth of yours and continue my streak.
And who I am to disappoint? Or turn down a good fight?
Human nature and my heart say I will fight.
My skills and my brain says I'll win.
But look on the bright side, afterward, you can dive into some new books: "Coping with Loss" and "The Hero With A Thousand Faces"
Also I reccomend: All Star Superman, so you can learn about superheroes before you open your mouth again. Or the next time you're hanging off a bridge or something. Then we'll see what's what, Mr Philosophy major. [/I]
