Post by Steeltoe Joe on Sept 29, 2012 4:42:54 GMT -5
Steeltoe Joe is sitting in a rocking chair in a dark room somewhere. There is one candle lit as Joe rocks back and forth with a towel over his head. You can hear the creaking noises of the rocking chair on hard wood flooring. Joe is sitting and rocking the chair in an ominous way, he’s tilt over with his back bent forward and rocking slowly, gently and steadily. A voice begins speaking but its not Joe’s. It’s the man we have been graced with who hides in the shadows.
: Joseph, what’s wrong my righteous juggernaut? What is bothering you my child?
Joe keeps rocking, slowly, gently and steadily. The voice says again.
: Brother Joe, what is wrong?
Joe doesn’t answer and continues to rock the chair with the towel draped over his head.
: Joe I haven’t seen you like this in a long time. What is bothering you? Is it the Church of Dark Saints?
Joe doesn’t seem phased, he keeps rocking the chair slowly, steadily and gently. The voice ask another questing.
: Was it your loss to Tommy Kain this past Sunday?
Again Joe doesn’t seem to be bothered by this at all. He continues to rock the chair. The candle is lit and burning down. It seems to be night as for when you look out the window of the old room you can see the blackness of the evening and the slight twilight of the moon. The voice ask one more question about ready to give up.
: Is this about WAR?
Joe goes motionless. The creaking of the hardwood floor stops and Joe is as still as can be in the chair as you see his head turn with the towel over it. Joe speaks:
Stj: These people know nothing of war. Everybody in the WCF locker room walks around like they have nothing to prove, like they are the best and that they fear nothing. They walk around with a sense of entitlement like they have earned something because they have Seth Lerch’s name on their paychecks. I tell you right now that there is no man that walks in the WCF who doesn’t fear something. There isn’t one person in the WCF that doesn’t WAR within himself over some type of past, present or future fear. I WAR over many things in my being. I have been through too many trials and tribulations to not have pieces of my soul which fringe on the border of mental health and insanity. I used to know how to control them, now the fiery WARS that burn inside my soul are in a passionate race to see which one can strike the first blow and cause the first one to bleed.
Joe even though a towel is covering his face you can see him staring right into the corner, where the man is hiding in the shadows.
Stj: Do you know what the past few nights have been like for me… Brother?
The voice cries out, “No child.” Joe begins to speak again.
Stj: The last few nights have been ran amuck by dreams of my late wife. Pictures in my brain burned by the horrible fires of hell and Torment that only a sinful Fein could ever experience. Night after night I relive the pain. I feel the bullet holes of the past and every knife edge that has ever grazed me I can feel searing into my flesh all over again. I can feel the cold stings of emotion that leave me feel numb when I awake. The only thing that takes the pain away is to cause more pain. Inflicting as much punishment as possible on another living being and leave them permanently damaged. I told Tommy Kain to put the bullet in my head, but he failed to do so. You…
Joe walks over to the man in the shadows and corners him.
Stj: You have done this to me! What in the hell have you done to me Rev?!
The man in the shadows finally has a name. Rev, but we still know nothing about him as Joe continues to press for answers.
Rev: Its all a part of the plan my child! Its all a part of the PROPHECY.
Joe grabs the man by his black suit and holds him against the wall and yells.
Stj: Why? Why have you done this? Why!?!?
Rev in a whiny voice begins to plead with Joe.
Rev: You were a shell of your former self Joe! I sat back and watched your debut in WCF and watched you and Tek fight. I heard the words that Tek had spoken, and I heard what Price had said and I thought to myself that IT WAS TURE! You have lost the touch. You may have been and always will be the Holy Flame but you lost the combustible element that made you a legend! All I did was brought back the beast Joe! All I did was brought back the juggernaut that ran through people and mowed down the competition. It was so easy to! Hahaha! Now we will rein supreme in the WCF! Now you can take the Church of Dark Saints down! Now you can be who you used to be! Now… You can win WAR.
Joe yells!
Stj: Nooo! You bastard!
Joe clamps his fist around Revs throat as tight as he can. Rev can barely speak but he gets a few more words out.
Rev: Joe… You needed this AWAKENING! This is all prophetic Joe.
He is gasping for air as Joe squeezes more.
Rev: You don’t have to suppress it Joe, control it. You managed to keep a balance before and I know you can now. My work is done, now go in peace. Haha!
Joe clamps his fingers tighter and tighter and then throws the man on the floor. He takes the towel off his head and begins to speak.
Stj: There have been many, many, far too many mistakes I have made in my past and now this man whom I haven’t known in years has come back. I don’t know…
Joe looks around and then looks at himself, up and down from feet to his hands.
Stj: Nevertheless, WAR is upon us. In the history of mankind there have many WARS fought, Some on principle, some on faith and others on sheer hatred of another. Take the Germen Nazi’s for example they controlled the world through fear, and they showed off a hatred that brought the Jewish people and other countries to their knees. They just got off on causing other people pain. Just as they conquered and reined in Europe, I will also reign at WAR. I possess the sheer power and might of the Germans. I possess the Kill or be killed attitude they had towards their flawed beliefs, and they were flawed beliefs but faith nevertheless has its uses, whether it be wrong or right. I possess the will to survive and the power to cause distress and I will overcome at WAR.
Joe punches through the glass of the window in the room. He brings his fist back up and watches the blood run from the veins in his hands. He begins to speak again.
Stj: The Bible tells us tha “Blessed is the man whom God teaches his hands to battle and his fingers to WAR.” My God has taught me to do battle and win the souls of the unrighteous, to take ground for the kingdom. I cant…
Joe looks confused but still looking at his hand bleeding he speaks some more.
Stj: I cant, I cant allow my friend here (Joe motions to Rev who is lying unconscious on the floor) to wake it up. But he already has? The past horror, the pain, the guilt? It all makes me angry, mad, enraged!
Joe His the rest of the broken glass shards that are hanging from the broken window. Joe keeps hiting and hitting until he starts to hit the walls. Joe stops and gets his composure.
Stj: There have been countless WARS. The Israelites conquered the Canaanite. The Greeks conquered Egypt. The Romans conquered the world at that time and the barbarian armies of the East… The barbarians… They conquered the Roman Empire. The Northern Empires then reigned through the Catholic Church and then Britain ruled the west until a band of strong-willed and ANGRY rebels beat the Holy Hell out of them and took the land! Now the Americans rule and dominate the world. They fight the likes of fascist Muslims and WAR with Countries who are a threat to the nation. They WAR. In a WAR there is no room for friends. There is now room for feelings. There is no room for emotion and there is no room for losers. In a WAR many are involved but there will only, ever be one dominant force and one winner.
Joe kicks the motionless body of Rev whom is still passed out on the floor. He then thinks to himself and speaks.
Stj: You know… Maybe Rev was onto something. I feel invigorated and free. I feel like I have a limitless supply of energy. This rage that I had lost, if controlled may bring me back to the heights of my career. Can I control it though, or will it control me?
Joe thinks some more. Wiping the blood from his hand on the towel he threw off his head. He continues.
Stj: As I was saying… In a WAR many will be involved. In the case of this Sunday, it will be a number around 30. Also in a WAR though there will only ever be on winner. There will only ever be one Victor and to the victor goes the spoil and the spoils of this bout just happen to be the WCF World Heavyweight Championship and I will stop at nothing to collect the dues that remain unpaid to me and I will collect them by being the ONE TURE VICTOR THIS SUNDAY AT WAR!
Joe smiles as he continues.
Stj: I wont back down. I wont be stopped. I have been cheated out of so many things but this prize will be mine. I was cheated out of the Television Title. I was cheated out of a career. I was cheated out of the Tag Team Titles and I was cheated out of friends, family and I was even cheated by a corporate big mouthed conservative prick. I was cheated out of my win last week when it took Tommy Kain only a couple minutes to count me out but I swear to my own FUCKING GOD! I SWEAR ON MY OWN BIBLE!!! I swear it on my life that I will not be cheated out of this. I will win WAR and I will go on to compete for the WCF WOrl Championship at ONE and then the prophecy will be fulfilled. Thu saith the word of the Lord and thus speaketh his servant.
Joe then wraps up his speech by saying one last thing.
Stj: I have been an afterthought for a long time here in WCF. I have been marginalized and minimized but when I defeat all off the other men in this WAR, YOU WILL ALL BE FORCED TO SAY… STJ!!! ALL!!! THE!!! WAY!!!
Joe turns around and lifts the candle from the desk. He has a crazy look in his eyes. He closes his eyes and prays, sings a hymm that sounds like a slow and twisted version of “This little light of mine” and then he blows it out.
**END SCENE**
: Joseph, what’s wrong my righteous juggernaut? What is bothering you my child?Joe keeps rocking, slowly, gently and steadily. The voice says again.
: Brother Joe, what is wrong?Joe doesn’t answer and continues to rock the chair with the towel draped over his head.
: Joe I haven’t seen you like this in a long time. What is bothering you? Is it the Church of Dark Saints?Joe doesn’t seem phased, he keeps rocking the chair slowly, steadily and gently. The voice ask another questing.
: Was it your loss to Tommy Kain this past Sunday?Again Joe doesn’t seem to be bothered by this at all. He continues to rock the chair. The candle is lit and burning down. It seems to be night as for when you look out the window of the old room you can see the blackness of the evening and the slight twilight of the moon. The voice ask one more question about ready to give up.
: Is this about WAR?Joe goes motionless. The creaking of the hardwood floor stops and Joe is as still as can be in the chair as you see his head turn with the towel over it. Joe speaks:
Stj: These people know nothing of war. Everybody in the WCF locker room walks around like they have nothing to prove, like they are the best and that they fear nothing. They walk around with a sense of entitlement like they have earned something because they have Seth Lerch’s name on their paychecks. I tell you right now that there is no man that walks in the WCF who doesn’t fear something. There isn’t one person in the WCF that doesn’t WAR within himself over some type of past, present or future fear. I WAR over many things in my being. I have been through too many trials and tribulations to not have pieces of my soul which fringe on the border of mental health and insanity. I used to know how to control them, now the fiery WARS that burn inside my soul are in a passionate race to see which one can strike the first blow and cause the first one to bleed.
Joe even though a towel is covering his face you can see him staring right into the corner, where the man is hiding in the shadows.
Stj: Do you know what the past few nights have been like for me… Brother?
The voice cries out, “No child.” Joe begins to speak again.
Stj: The last few nights have been ran amuck by dreams of my late wife. Pictures in my brain burned by the horrible fires of hell and Torment that only a sinful Fein could ever experience. Night after night I relive the pain. I feel the bullet holes of the past and every knife edge that has ever grazed me I can feel searing into my flesh all over again. I can feel the cold stings of emotion that leave me feel numb when I awake. The only thing that takes the pain away is to cause more pain. Inflicting as much punishment as possible on another living being and leave them permanently damaged. I told Tommy Kain to put the bullet in my head, but he failed to do so. You…
Joe walks over to the man in the shadows and corners him.
Stj: You have done this to me! What in the hell have you done to me Rev?!
The man in the shadows finally has a name. Rev, but we still know nothing about him as Joe continues to press for answers.
Rev: Its all a part of the plan my child! Its all a part of the PROPHECY.
Joe grabs the man by his black suit and holds him against the wall and yells.
Stj: Why? Why have you done this? Why!?!?
Rev in a whiny voice begins to plead with Joe.
Rev: You were a shell of your former self Joe! I sat back and watched your debut in WCF and watched you and Tek fight. I heard the words that Tek had spoken, and I heard what Price had said and I thought to myself that IT WAS TURE! You have lost the touch. You may have been and always will be the Holy Flame but you lost the combustible element that made you a legend! All I did was brought back the beast Joe! All I did was brought back the juggernaut that ran through people and mowed down the competition. It was so easy to! Hahaha! Now we will rein supreme in the WCF! Now you can take the Church of Dark Saints down! Now you can be who you used to be! Now… You can win WAR.
Joe yells!
Stj: Nooo! You bastard!
Joe clamps his fist around Revs throat as tight as he can. Rev can barely speak but he gets a few more words out.
Rev: Joe… You needed this AWAKENING! This is all prophetic Joe.
He is gasping for air as Joe squeezes more.
Rev: You don’t have to suppress it Joe, control it. You managed to keep a balance before and I know you can now. My work is done, now go in peace. Haha!
Joe clamps his fingers tighter and tighter and then throws the man on the floor. He takes the towel off his head and begins to speak.
Stj: There have been many, many, far too many mistakes I have made in my past and now this man whom I haven’t known in years has come back. I don’t know…
Joe looks around and then looks at himself, up and down from feet to his hands.
Stj: Nevertheless, WAR is upon us. In the history of mankind there have many WARS fought, Some on principle, some on faith and others on sheer hatred of another. Take the Germen Nazi’s for example they controlled the world through fear, and they showed off a hatred that brought the Jewish people and other countries to their knees. They just got off on causing other people pain. Just as they conquered and reined in Europe, I will also reign at WAR. I possess the sheer power and might of the Germans. I possess the Kill or be killed attitude they had towards their flawed beliefs, and they were flawed beliefs but faith nevertheless has its uses, whether it be wrong or right. I possess the will to survive and the power to cause distress and I will overcome at WAR.
Joe punches through the glass of the window in the room. He brings his fist back up and watches the blood run from the veins in his hands. He begins to speak again.
Stj: The Bible tells us tha “Blessed is the man whom God teaches his hands to battle and his fingers to WAR.” My God has taught me to do battle and win the souls of the unrighteous, to take ground for the kingdom. I cant…
Joe looks confused but still looking at his hand bleeding he speaks some more.
Stj: I cant, I cant allow my friend here (Joe motions to Rev who is lying unconscious on the floor) to wake it up. But he already has? The past horror, the pain, the guilt? It all makes me angry, mad, enraged!
Joe His the rest of the broken glass shards that are hanging from the broken window. Joe keeps hiting and hitting until he starts to hit the walls. Joe stops and gets his composure.
Stj: There have been countless WARS. The Israelites conquered the Canaanite. The Greeks conquered Egypt. The Romans conquered the world at that time and the barbarian armies of the East… The barbarians… They conquered the Roman Empire. The Northern Empires then reigned through the Catholic Church and then Britain ruled the west until a band of strong-willed and ANGRY rebels beat the Holy Hell out of them and took the land! Now the Americans rule and dominate the world. They fight the likes of fascist Muslims and WAR with Countries who are a threat to the nation. They WAR. In a WAR there is no room for friends. There is now room for feelings. There is no room for emotion and there is no room for losers. In a WAR many are involved but there will only, ever be one dominant force and one winner.
Joe kicks the motionless body of Rev whom is still passed out on the floor. He then thinks to himself and speaks.
Stj: You know… Maybe Rev was onto something. I feel invigorated and free. I feel like I have a limitless supply of energy. This rage that I had lost, if controlled may bring me back to the heights of my career. Can I control it though, or will it control me?
Joe thinks some more. Wiping the blood from his hand on the towel he threw off his head. He continues.
Stj: As I was saying… In a WAR many will be involved. In the case of this Sunday, it will be a number around 30. Also in a WAR though there will only ever be on winner. There will only ever be one Victor and to the victor goes the spoil and the spoils of this bout just happen to be the WCF World Heavyweight Championship and I will stop at nothing to collect the dues that remain unpaid to me and I will collect them by being the ONE TURE VICTOR THIS SUNDAY AT WAR!
Joe smiles as he continues.
Stj: I wont back down. I wont be stopped. I have been cheated out of so many things but this prize will be mine. I was cheated out of the Television Title. I was cheated out of a career. I was cheated out of the Tag Team Titles and I was cheated out of friends, family and I was even cheated by a corporate big mouthed conservative prick. I was cheated out of my win last week when it took Tommy Kain only a couple minutes to count me out but I swear to my own FUCKING GOD! I SWEAR ON MY OWN BIBLE!!! I swear it on my life that I will not be cheated out of this. I will win WAR and I will go on to compete for the WCF WOrl Championship at ONE and then the prophecy will be fulfilled. Thu saith the word of the Lord and thus speaketh his servant.
Joe then wraps up his speech by saying one last thing.
Stj: I have been an afterthought for a long time here in WCF. I have been marginalized and minimized but when I defeat all off the other men in this WAR, YOU WILL ALL BE FORCED TO SAY… STJ!!! ALL!!! THE!!! WAY!!!
Joe turns around and lifts the candle from the desk. He has a crazy look in his eyes. He closes his eyes and prays, sings a hymm that sounds like a slow and twisted version of “This little light of mine” and then he blows it out.
**END SCENE**
