Post by logan on Jan 27, 2007 14:55:31 GMT -5
Logan: I can't do it! No f'n way.
The scene opens where Logan is standing on the ledge of a bridge with a bungee cord knotted at his feet. Joe Smith stands behind him egging him on.
Joe Smith: It's not so bad. You'll probably even like it afterwards, and want to go again.
Logan: I hate heights you boudle, why did you drag me out here? I'm surprised I even put this stupid harness on. I'm not jumping..
Logan looks down as his body begins to tremble, the ground beneath him feels miles away from his feet, and the thought of taking a leap into the air with no self control of his body strikes fear into this heart.
Joe Smith: Your the one that wanted to wear the bungee cord, and really.. I don't know why. Your only ten feet up in the air, the cord is longer than that, so it's not like it's going to really do anything.
Logan: That may look like ten feet to you from where your standing, but here.. it's damn near a mile.
The camera spans around to the front of Logan, and the fall isn't really that far. If he was to jump he'd hit the ground in a blink of an eye.
Joe Smith: Is this why you barely climb the turnbuckle?
Logan: Yes boudle, I hate heights. Why am I here? This doesn't really make for a fun promo.
Joe Smith: Your here to face your fears, Logan, and your fear is heights.
Logan: In what way does this have anything to do with my match this Sunday?
Joe Smith: What if you get an opportunity to land an elbow drop on Jack?
Logan: Then I want, I hate elbow drops anyway.. their too old. I mean really, who the hell wants to see people do elbow drops anymore? Not me. Therefor, I have no real reason to be flying off turnbuckles. I'm getting too old for it anyway.
Joe sighs as Logan clings onto the railings while looking down.
Joe Smith: Okay, so maybe you might not want to give Jack of Blades any high flying moves this Sunday.. but this IS something you need to overcome in general. Besides, it's only like a ten foot drop dude.
Logan: Ten foot, fifty foot.. you don't know how this feels.
Logan's heart races rapidly as he almost loses his balance for a second before gripping back onto the railing. All of Logan's life he has been confronted by situations which were incapable of being solved, and there was a deliberateness behind all this.. the will to overcome. There has been many obstacles in Logan's life, but this had to be the most complicated one. Heights has always been a bit of an issue with Logan, it's something more hard to deal with than even a match at One for the world title. It brought butterflies to Logan's stomach just to look down to see solid ground. It is now becoming clear that it is an impossible situation, the question is whether to jump to overcome the fear, or step back onto the road to continue to live with the fear of heights. Jumping now would end this fear, it would also become a thing to smile of, and get used to. The thing is to get used to it, and not let it unsettle the mind. But that would mean not jumping, and you can't. Nobody can not jump. There will be no not-jumping. Among cowards, perhaps, but among Logan never. The thought of this being on film is also there to startle Logan, anybody whom was a fan of WCF would probably watch this, and Logan putting his tail between his legs wasn't an option.
Logan: That's it, I've thought about enough, and I think I'm going to jump.
Joe Smith: You can do it, Logan, just don't think about it. Know what? Think about the WCF title, it's down there waiting for you.. all you have to do is jump, and it's all yours, Logan.
Logan goes to make the leap of faith, but his grip will not release from the railing, and let him.
Joe Smith: Logan! I thought you wanted the title..?!
Logan: I do! But it's too far down..
Joe Smith: It's waiting for you, Logan. Jump!
Logan: ... I can't..!
The suspense of the ten foot drop ages on as we hear another sigh come from Joe Smith, he reaches into his back pocket, and pulls out two familiar tapes. Two porn tapes that Logan was arrested for just a few days before, the porn tapes.
Joe Smith: I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but it has..
Joe Smith throws the two brand new purchased porn movies over the railing, and before they can hit the ground, Logan dives off the railing leaping for the movies while they fall in midair. His attempt to catch them however is not a success, and he lands on his face. It killed Logan's spirits to jump. First, of course, there were the preliminary bouts, the convulsions, the calm, and the willingness. But Logan had finally mastered his fears, and if it wasn't for the porn movies he'd still be half the man he was a minute ago.
Logan: The porn..
Logan's voice is muffled due to him laying face first in the dirt, he slowly rolls over.
Logan: Porn is a evil thing. It made me beat my fears, and at the same time.. it makes me want to beat something else.
Joe Smith: Uh.. right. It also has made you a changed man, Logan. You jumped.
Logan: I know Joe, and I didn't jump for you.
Joe Smith: Well, it's not like I didn't help you overcome this tragedy. What did you jump for then?
Logan: I didn't even jump for myself. I jump for no one. No one but "Tits, Tits, and More Tits". Single handily the greatest porn movie to grace our human life.
Joe sighs as Logan continues to lay there clinching the porn movies tightly at his chest.
Joe Smith: It looks as if this experience didn't help you at all. I was crazy for thinking I could change you, Logan.
Logan: You can't change what I have become!
Logan stands to his feet in awe, with his head up high, porn movies held in one hand, and a proud look on his face.
Logan: What are we talking about..?
Joe Smith, and Logan stare at each other in confusion for a few seconds.
Joe Smith: I've got the slightest clue.
Logan: I guess I was shooting for something dramatic, you know.. to spice up this porno, I mean.. er, promo.
Joe Smith: If this was a porno my name would have nothing to do with it.
Logan: So be it, Joe, you can't hide away from fame forever. You do understand that I've taken you under my wing of success, and your raise to fame becomes closer by the day.
Joe Smith: You told me that five years ago when I first started joining you on these ridiculous promos, and my name hasn't excelled nowhere. I'm still even make the same pay as I was when I first joined as an interviewer, and to top that.. my name isn't even on staff anymore. It's almost like WCF forgot about good ole Joe Smith. Matter of fact, my career has been down hill ever since I've been traveling around with you. You know what Logan, I'm done. I'm over it, no more promos, don't ask me to interview you no more, we're finished.
Logan: You're going to quit on me?
Joe Smith: Yup. Later, Logan.
Joe Smith begins to walk away while dialing on his cell phone.
Logan: After all we've been through?! You selfish boudle, I made you! Good, leave. I planned on firing you after today anyway. Well thanks for saving me the time not to, boudle.
Logan watches Joe continue to walk away, and his feelings suddenly change.
Logan: Joe!
Logan races up the hill towards the road, and drops his porn movies on the way. Logan reaches the road to race after Joe, but soon stops, turns around, and goes back down the hill to get his porn movies. Logan picks the movies up, climbs back up the hill to the road, and sees a car drive by picking Joe Smith up driving away.
Logan: No.. damnit. After all I did for that boudle, and he abandons me on this historic day of me overcoming my fears. How dare he walk out on The Face of Treachery like this, whatever.. another day, and he'll realize he was wrong. I bet when I win the title this Sunday, he'll be crawling back to me looking for fame, and women. He can't deny that, I know he can't, he's a sucker just like the rest of us. You put some new gold on him, and he'll be calling me, Sir Logan. Speaking of Sunday, I should probably add that this has almost come as a disadvantage for me. No longer do I have the great Joe Smith by my side, no, now I must walk alone into the darkness. I must face my fears for myself from now on, and that's how it's going to be this Sunday. It's not a fatal four way like everyone once thought a few months ago, no.. it's one on one. The tag team champions, the best WCF has to offer going at it strong for the world title. It's going to be the match to watch, the match to see, and it's damn sure to be a classic. Never have two warriors such as myself, and Jack of Blades clashed for the belt. I'm sure everyone is jealous of our greatness, I would be too if I was some washed up boudle in WCF like JJ Biggs or something, I'd also like to come to the aftermath of my story which I started just last week on Biggs. I gave him two plans for his career, two outcomes. I predicated this, it's not really hard to figure out, but Biggs will continue to stay at the level he's still at. We all know he's NOT going to win the tag team titles back, no way in hell, not as long as me, and Jack hold them. So what really holds for his future? He's not going to be stepping into the ranks of me, or Jack because like I said last week he's too scared to fight for the honor of becoming the best in WCF. I know nobody really cares about this, but I just wanted to claim that my predictions were right about JJ. He's done. Well, I'm glad I got this out of my system. This was a pretty good experience today, I probably even learned a few things. But this Sunday isn't going to be about overcoming fears, or jumping, no, it's going to be something much greater than that. It's going to be two best friends putting everything aside for one night, one night only, and fighting in the biggest one on one match booked in WCF history for everyone's biggest prize. I want that title Jack, I know you want it too.. but mark my words.. that WCF title is mine.
Logan carries his precious porn movies with him as he walks down the road enjoying his little walk, by himself. The scene fades to black.
The scene opens where Logan is standing on the ledge of a bridge with a bungee cord knotted at his feet. Joe Smith stands behind him egging him on.
Joe Smith: It's not so bad. You'll probably even like it afterwards, and want to go again.
Logan: I hate heights you boudle, why did you drag me out here? I'm surprised I even put this stupid harness on. I'm not jumping..
Logan looks down as his body begins to tremble, the ground beneath him feels miles away from his feet, and the thought of taking a leap into the air with no self control of his body strikes fear into this heart.
Joe Smith: Your the one that wanted to wear the bungee cord, and really.. I don't know why. Your only ten feet up in the air, the cord is longer than that, so it's not like it's going to really do anything.
Logan: That may look like ten feet to you from where your standing, but here.. it's damn near a mile.
The camera spans around to the front of Logan, and the fall isn't really that far. If he was to jump he'd hit the ground in a blink of an eye.
Joe Smith: Is this why you barely climb the turnbuckle?
Logan: Yes boudle, I hate heights. Why am I here? This doesn't really make for a fun promo.
Joe Smith: Your here to face your fears, Logan, and your fear is heights.
Logan: In what way does this have anything to do with my match this Sunday?
Joe Smith: What if you get an opportunity to land an elbow drop on Jack?
Logan: Then I want, I hate elbow drops anyway.. their too old. I mean really, who the hell wants to see people do elbow drops anymore? Not me. Therefor, I have no real reason to be flying off turnbuckles. I'm getting too old for it anyway.
Joe sighs as Logan clings onto the railings while looking down.
Joe Smith: Okay, so maybe you might not want to give Jack of Blades any high flying moves this Sunday.. but this IS something you need to overcome in general. Besides, it's only like a ten foot drop dude.
Logan: Ten foot, fifty foot.. you don't know how this feels.
Logan's heart races rapidly as he almost loses his balance for a second before gripping back onto the railing. All of Logan's life he has been confronted by situations which were incapable of being solved, and there was a deliberateness behind all this.. the will to overcome. There has been many obstacles in Logan's life, but this had to be the most complicated one. Heights has always been a bit of an issue with Logan, it's something more hard to deal with than even a match at One for the world title. It brought butterflies to Logan's stomach just to look down to see solid ground. It is now becoming clear that it is an impossible situation, the question is whether to jump to overcome the fear, or step back onto the road to continue to live with the fear of heights. Jumping now would end this fear, it would also become a thing to smile of, and get used to. The thing is to get used to it, and not let it unsettle the mind. But that would mean not jumping, and you can't. Nobody can not jump. There will be no not-jumping. Among cowards, perhaps, but among Logan never. The thought of this being on film is also there to startle Logan, anybody whom was a fan of WCF would probably watch this, and Logan putting his tail between his legs wasn't an option.
Logan: That's it, I've thought about enough, and I think I'm going to jump.
Joe Smith: You can do it, Logan, just don't think about it. Know what? Think about the WCF title, it's down there waiting for you.. all you have to do is jump, and it's all yours, Logan.
Logan goes to make the leap of faith, but his grip will not release from the railing, and let him.
Joe Smith: Logan! I thought you wanted the title..?!
Logan: I do! But it's too far down..
Joe Smith: It's waiting for you, Logan. Jump!
Logan: ... I can't..!
The suspense of the ten foot drop ages on as we hear another sigh come from Joe Smith, he reaches into his back pocket, and pulls out two familiar tapes. Two porn tapes that Logan was arrested for just a few days before, the porn tapes.
Joe Smith: I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but it has..
Joe Smith throws the two brand new purchased porn movies over the railing, and before they can hit the ground, Logan dives off the railing leaping for the movies while they fall in midair. His attempt to catch them however is not a success, and he lands on his face. It killed Logan's spirits to jump. First, of course, there were the preliminary bouts, the convulsions, the calm, and the willingness. But Logan had finally mastered his fears, and if it wasn't for the porn movies he'd still be half the man he was a minute ago.
Logan: The porn..
Logan's voice is muffled due to him laying face first in the dirt, he slowly rolls over.
Logan: Porn is a evil thing. It made me beat my fears, and at the same time.. it makes me want to beat something else.
Joe Smith: Uh.. right. It also has made you a changed man, Logan. You jumped.
Logan: I know Joe, and I didn't jump for you.
Joe Smith: Well, it's not like I didn't help you overcome this tragedy. What did you jump for then?
Logan: I didn't even jump for myself. I jump for no one. No one but "Tits, Tits, and More Tits". Single handily the greatest porn movie to grace our human life.
Joe sighs as Logan continues to lay there clinching the porn movies tightly at his chest.
Joe Smith: It looks as if this experience didn't help you at all. I was crazy for thinking I could change you, Logan.
Logan: You can't change what I have become!
Logan stands to his feet in awe, with his head up high, porn movies held in one hand, and a proud look on his face.
Logan: What are we talking about..?
Joe Smith, and Logan stare at each other in confusion for a few seconds.
Joe Smith: I've got the slightest clue.
Logan: I guess I was shooting for something dramatic, you know.. to spice up this porno, I mean.. er, promo.
Joe Smith: If this was a porno my name would have nothing to do with it.
Logan: So be it, Joe, you can't hide away from fame forever. You do understand that I've taken you under my wing of success, and your raise to fame becomes closer by the day.
Joe Smith: You told me that five years ago when I first started joining you on these ridiculous promos, and my name hasn't excelled nowhere. I'm still even make the same pay as I was when I first joined as an interviewer, and to top that.. my name isn't even on staff anymore. It's almost like WCF forgot about good ole Joe Smith. Matter of fact, my career has been down hill ever since I've been traveling around with you. You know what Logan, I'm done. I'm over it, no more promos, don't ask me to interview you no more, we're finished.
Logan: You're going to quit on me?
Joe Smith: Yup. Later, Logan.
Joe Smith begins to walk away while dialing on his cell phone.
Logan: After all we've been through?! You selfish boudle, I made you! Good, leave. I planned on firing you after today anyway. Well thanks for saving me the time not to, boudle.
Logan watches Joe continue to walk away, and his feelings suddenly change.
Logan: Joe!
Logan races up the hill towards the road, and drops his porn movies on the way. Logan reaches the road to race after Joe, but soon stops, turns around, and goes back down the hill to get his porn movies. Logan picks the movies up, climbs back up the hill to the road, and sees a car drive by picking Joe Smith up driving away.
Logan: No.. damnit. After all I did for that boudle, and he abandons me on this historic day of me overcoming my fears. How dare he walk out on The Face of Treachery like this, whatever.. another day, and he'll realize he was wrong. I bet when I win the title this Sunday, he'll be crawling back to me looking for fame, and women. He can't deny that, I know he can't, he's a sucker just like the rest of us. You put some new gold on him, and he'll be calling me, Sir Logan. Speaking of Sunday, I should probably add that this has almost come as a disadvantage for me. No longer do I have the great Joe Smith by my side, no, now I must walk alone into the darkness. I must face my fears for myself from now on, and that's how it's going to be this Sunday. It's not a fatal four way like everyone once thought a few months ago, no.. it's one on one. The tag team champions, the best WCF has to offer going at it strong for the world title. It's going to be the match to watch, the match to see, and it's damn sure to be a classic. Never have two warriors such as myself, and Jack of Blades clashed for the belt. I'm sure everyone is jealous of our greatness, I would be too if I was some washed up boudle in WCF like JJ Biggs or something, I'd also like to come to the aftermath of my story which I started just last week on Biggs. I gave him two plans for his career, two outcomes. I predicated this, it's not really hard to figure out, but Biggs will continue to stay at the level he's still at. We all know he's NOT going to win the tag team titles back, no way in hell, not as long as me, and Jack hold them. So what really holds for his future? He's not going to be stepping into the ranks of me, or Jack because like I said last week he's too scared to fight for the honor of becoming the best in WCF. I know nobody really cares about this, but I just wanted to claim that my predictions were right about JJ. He's done. Well, I'm glad I got this out of my system. This was a pretty good experience today, I probably even learned a few things. But this Sunday isn't going to be about overcoming fears, or jumping, no, it's going to be something much greater than that. It's going to be two best friends putting everything aside for one night, one night only, and fighting in the biggest one on one match booked in WCF history for everyone's biggest prize. I want that title Jack, I know you want it too.. but mark my words.. that WCF title is mine.
Logan carries his precious porn movies with him as he walks down the road enjoying his little walk, by himself. The scene fades to black.
