Post by impaler on Aug 23, 2013 21:21:25 GMT -5
(Alone in an empty field of wheat Impaler walks his mind running on over drive with all the questions about his return to the ring his harsh exterior covering what is a troubled mind with a troubled past.)
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Light): I have lived so many lives, so much torture. I have been a pompous rich man but that suit never fit me. I have been the cocky and arrogant crown jewel who hid behind the muscle of other men but I have always wanted to fight my own battles. Have I forgotten who I am, have I left my impression so tainted that no even I am aware of the corruption I have done to my own soul. Am I truly corrupt or was just that my own mental schism, I don’t know. Must I repent, atone for my sins? Have the people forgotten about me? If so have they forgotten what I did, who I was, what I was, can I be the conscience again even though I have done such corrupt things and ruined so many careers in the process.
(Impaler ceases walking and stops hard in his tracks feelings of guilt welling up on him.)
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Light): Your own brother, you sacrificed your own brother for your advancement. You’re legacy was built off his back, he is the base, it started with him and yet you still do not give him the credit he deserves. Raziel, what would papa think if he knew what I did to you, leaving you all these years after we teamed together and then like that I drop you for my own advancement, my own gain.
(Without warning a voice with a heavy rasps creeps into Impaler’s head.)
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Dark): You did what needed to be done, you had mouths to feed and if he had the desire you did he would have landed on his feet and be here right beside you. You haven’t seen him in twelve years because he’s bitter and irascible, when he should’ve been happy for what you've accomplished. Think about it, you’re nieces and nephews; you haven’t seen them in twelve years all because he doesn't want to mend fences. That’s right he is my flesh and blood he should’ve been the one to forgive me.
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Light): Or should you have sought him out…
(With a flash we transition into a little room where Impaler sits on a stood holding his mask of war in his hands staring directly at it.)
Impaler: Retirement… what does it mean. Normally it means you get a break, you get to live off your savings and have a great rest of your life. Three months ago, I was involved in a match that put me out of work, that was a “Retirement match” but, and had my respect for the people who defeated me had persisted I would’ve stayed in retirement and respected their victory. However, respect is something I no longer feel exists, Loyalty exists but respect does not.
(Impaler sits the mask next to himself for a moment.)
Impaler: I opened up and I was cut deep by people I respected, people who, I called friends in a moment of need they abandoned me and threw me out on my ear. Now, thanks to my soul remaining friend the one who was the most loyal in the face of my plight, I have been brought to MPW. I have been opened again, I have been reborn again like a phoenix from the ashes I have emerged to continue my reign of terror.
(Impaler smiles sinisterly as he raises an eyebrow.)
Impaler: But, I bet you’re all wondering who…my…friend…is?
(Impaler laughs heartily as the scene fades to black leaving the question unanswered.)
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Light): I have lived so many lives, so much torture. I have been a pompous rich man but that suit never fit me. I have been the cocky and arrogant crown jewel who hid behind the muscle of other men but I have always wanted to fight my own battles. Have I forgotten who I am, have I left my impression so tainted that no even I am aware of the corruption I have done to my own soul. Am I truly corrupt or was just that my own mental schism, I don’t know. Must I repent, atone for my sins? Have the people forgotten about me? If so have they forgotten what I did, who I was, what I was, can I be the conscience again even though I have done such corrupt things and ruined so many careers in the process.
(Impaler ceases walking and stops hard in his tracks feelings of guilt welling up on him.)
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Light): Your own brother, you sacrificed your own brother for your advancement. You’re legacy was built off his back, he is the base, it started with him and yet you still do not give him the credit he deserves. Raziel, what would papa think if he knew what I did to you, leaving you all these years after we teamed together and then like that I drop you for my own advancement, my own gain.
(Without warning a voice with a heavy rasps creeps into Impaler’s head.)
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Dark): You did what needed to be done, you had mouths to feed and if he had the desire you did he would have landed on his feet and be here right beside you. You haven’t seen him in twelve years because he’s bitter and irascible, when he should’ve been happy for what you've accomplished. Think about it, you’re nieces and nephews; you haven’t seen them in twelve years all because he doesn't want to mend fences. That’s right he is my flesh and blood he should’ve been the one to forgive me.
Impaler’s Thoughts (The Light): Or should you have sought him out…
(With a flash we transition into a little room where Impaler sits on a stood holding his mask of war in his hands staring directly at it.)
Impaler: Retirement… what does it mean. Normally it means you get a break, you get to live off your savings and have a great rest of your life. Three months ago, I was involved in a match that put me out of work, that was a “Retirement match” but, and had my respect for the people who defeated me had persisted I would’ve stayed in retirement and respected their victory. However, respect is something I no longer feel exists, Loyalty exists but respect does not.
(Impaler sits the mask next to himself for a moment.)
Impaler: I opened up and I was cut deep by people I respected, people who, I called friends in a moment of need they abandoned me and threw me out on my ear. Now, thanks to my soul remaining friend the one who was the most loyal in the face of my plight, I have been brought to MPW. I have been opened again, I have been reborn again like a phoenix from the ashes I have emerged to continue my reign of terror.
(Impaler smiles sinisterly as he raises an eyebrow.)
Impaler: But, I bet you’re all wondering who…my…friend…is?
(Impaler laughs heartily as the scene fades to black leaving the question unanswered.)
