Post by "Invincible" Damian Kaine on Sept 8, 2016 22:42:41 GMT -5
(The scene opens with Damian Kaine walking along a field, under a starry night sky. He walks a few paces, then stops and sits, looking up at God’s beauty.)
DK: I’ve always been interested in the stars. Whether it be why they exist, where they are in the galaxies. I know all the constellations. And there are a few that I’ve always enjoyed finding. Orion; Probably the most notable constellation aside from the Little and Dippers. It’s kinda become a nightly tradition for me to come out and find his belt.
DK: There are also the other constellations, that fewer know about. My favourite? Leo. But I want to talk about two that we aren’t gonna see tonight. They are the constellations Gemini and Sagittarius; The Twins and the Archer.
DK: Let's start with The twins, shall we? Now, the myth goes as follows: Castor And Pollux, sons of Leda, are represented. The strange thing about these brothers? They were twins, but they have two different fathers. One of Jupiter, named Pollux, and one of Leda's husband, named Castor. This said, Pollux was immortal. And strong as a god. While Castor was a mere mortal. Still, The two were practically inseparable. They traveled with the hero Jason as Argonauts. They both fought in the trojan war to bring their sister, Helen, back to Greece. They were always together. That is, until Castor’s mortality caught up with him. Pollux, he cried out. He missed his brother. He prayed to Jupiter, his father, to revive his brother as immortal. The god did one better: he made Castor and Pollux stars. The stars at the head of the constellation Gemini.
(The camera cuts to Kaine, holding a WCF Official Action figure of Gemini Battle.)
DK: Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you: The WCF Television Champion, Gemini Battle. The Livewire. Gem is an eccentric man, to say the least. He’s a former WCF Heavyweight champion, a former Tag Team Champion. He’s by far one of the most decorated competitors in the WCF today. However, most of his success came after the real Grayson Pierce was lost. Y’see, I see Battle much like the story of Castor and Pollux. They fought together for a while. But Gemini Battle was meant to last longer. Gemini Battle was meant to make it big. Pierce? His mortality got to him. He was Castor. Except there is one thing I’m not too sure about. Pollux wanted his brother back. Castor was dead, and Pollux begged to the gods to have his brother back. So where is Pierce now? He’s still inside of Gemini, that’s obvious. But, when the Livewire slowly slipped into the abyss in his mind that is Gemini Battle, Pierce died. All that’s left is the rotting carcass of Grayson Pierce lying on the inside, behind all the clown act, with no Jupiter to allow him to ascend to the stars. But, why is Gemini a star? Y’see, that’s a trick question. He’s not. I can’t take anything away from Gem’s wrestling ability. I mean, for the love of everything, he outlasted The Mountain in the Ultimate Showdown. That’s fucking spectacular in itself. But he’s not a star. Not in my eyes. He’s another one of those wrestlers who the WCF wants you to like. Like Bates. Like Slane. Even like Oblivion, for fuck’s sake. But I see past the façade. I saw your shoot, Gem. You say I talk like a serial killer? No. I talk like a man poised to win. I talk like a man who has nothing left to lose. I have no dignity anymore. I was drug through the mud by my asshole of a tag team partner. But I am the FIRST to admit my weaknesses. You’re right about one thing though. I do strengthen myself on past accomplishments. And yes, I do know that that means jack shit here. But there’s something i like to do. And that’s get close to the fans. I want them to know me. But you want more focus on “almost” wins? Sure, why the hell not?! I almost took down Adrian Archer. On multiple occasions. I almost took down the Baron. On multiple occasions. Happy? Because I’m not. I don’t pride myself on ALMOST winning. I’m an honest man, Gem. I know that almost ain’t shit. I mean, imagine it. A fireman comes up to you after a housefire. “I almost got here on time.” A paramedic confronts your sobbing wife. “I almost saved Teddy.” ALMOST! Almost is worth nothing in life. You don’t get a medal for almost finishing third. You don’t… Haha. You know what, I’ll talk a bit more relatable to you. You don’t keep the championship by ALMOST breaking up the pin, Gem. I’m sure you know that one by now. Yet, you sit here and praise Archer for flaunting his “almost wins.” That proves that you are weak. Your standards are too low. That’s why I am walking out of Alabama Sunday with the gold around my waist.
DK: Now, the Sagittarius. The Archer. As the story goes, the Sagittarius constellation represents the centaur Chiron. He was a magnificent archer, healer, and musician. But he was fatally wounded one day by Heracles, with an arrow dipped in poison from the Hydra. The pain was excruciating, but Chiron was immortal. To help bear the pain, he decided to offer himself as a replacement for the Titan Prometheus, who was punished by the gods for giving fire to mankind. Prometheus had a bird come and eat his intestines daily, and had them regrow nightly. And Chiron willingly took on this load. To honour this great centaur, Zeus sent his body to the sky, making the Sagittarius constellation.
(Damian shifts, and pulls out an action figure of Adrian Archer, with hair. It’s clear that this is a vintage Annihilator figurine.)
DK: Where the hell do you fit in with that?! Adrian Archer. The self-proclaimed Magnificent Bastard. The only thing you have in common with Chiron is you’re a bigger ass than he is. What is it that makes you Magnificent, Adrian? The fact that you needed to pull a smoking gun to beat me? The fact that you’ve done nothing but weasel out of matches since you stabbed me in the back three weeks ago? I look at you now, and I cringe. How did the Boss even think you were capable of staying with us? I mean, one little fuck up and you’ve switched around your morals. Oh! Speaking of morals, I think I have somebody you’d like to meet!
(Damian walks off into the distance where his ‘69 charger sits in the park parking lot. He comes back with a stunning brunette girl. He talks to her for a bit and she smiles, before looking into the camera.)
Girl: Hey, Dad! I’d say it’s long-time no see, but hey, you haven’t even bothered to show up at all. So I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Sage. Sage Wyatt. And I guess the love for wrestling is in my blood. I would watch the WCF every week! That is, until the July 10th episode, earlier this year. I was so excited! Oblivion vs. Stu Slane! FOR THE BELT! And then, I saw a familiar face. Yeah, Mae had shown me pictures. I would’ve recognized that bald, harsh face anywhere. And I wanted to turn it off! My god, I wanted to walk to Columbus and slap him square in the jaw. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the screen, because I saw this kid. This guy, no bigger than me, running circles in that ring. WCF officials may disagree, but @@@ definitely wasn’t the best person in that match, let alone at all that week. I saw Damian Kaine that night, and I couldn’t help but stare. Such raw talent. He took out five men that night. And Adrian? Dad? You beat up a ten year old. Yet you have the balls to say Kaine is horrible? Oh hell no! Kaine is a genius. After that little stunt you pulled the week before Revenge, I found him online. I shot him a message, explaining who I was. And He responded a week later. And we planned to fuck you up bad. Not only did we make you think he took Penny. Oh, your precious Penny. The silver spoon baby. But we shocked the world. The man whore of the Wrestling Championship Federation had another daughter! And you wonder why you and Alexa didn’t work?! You fucking imbecile! I think the annihilator took ten too many shots to the head. You’re weak, father. You’re a weak dad. You’re a weak friend. You’re a weak wrestler. Oh, and from what Mom has told me, you’re a weak fuck too. And I-”
(Damian cuts her off. He walks over to the camera and points it in his face.)
DK: God, A. You can’t do a single thing right, can you? You can’t beat me clean. You can’t be a good parent. You can’t be a good friend. So what are you good for? You’ll be good to use against Gemini. I’ll put our differences aside for that. For the gold. Because why not add a bit of prestige to our match at WAR? It’d be pretty bad ass to have a TV Title match contested in a hardcore cage match. I-
(Damian looks off into the distance, at something out of view.)
DK: Yeah. Yeah he knows. Yeah. The boss will get me soon. It’d only be better if you were here Chris.
(Sage looks at Damian like he was crazy. Damian refocuses and talks to the camera once again.)
DK: This Sunday, there’s nowhere to go, Adrian. I know you won’t give up the opportunity to win gold, so you aren’t gonna walk out. And there is no disqualifications in a triple threat. So I get to fuck you up seven ways to Sunday. Haha! Enjoy the pain!
(The screen fades to black.)
DK: I’ve always been interested in the stars. Whether it be why they exist, where they are in the galaxies. I know all the constellations. And there are a few that I’ve always enjoyed finding. Orion; Probably the most notable constellation aside from the Little and Dippers. It’s kinda become a nightly tradition for me to come out and find his belt.
DK: There are also the other constellations, that fewer know about. My favourite? Leo. But I want to talk about two that we aren’t gonna see tonight. They are the constellations Gemini and Sagittarius; The Twins and the Archer.
DK: Let's start with The twins, shall we? Now, the myth goes as follows: Castor And Pollux, sons of Leda, are represented. The strange thing about these brothers? They were twins, but they have two different fathers. One of Jupiter, named Pollux, and one of Leda's husband, named Castor. This said, Pollux was immortal. And strong as a god. While Castor was a mere mortal. Still, The two were practically inseparable. They traveled with the hero Jason as Argonauts. They both fought in the trojan war to bring their sister, Helen, back to Greece. They were always together. That is, until Castor’s mortality caught up with him. Pollux, he cried out. He missed his brother. He prayed to Jupiter, his father, to revive his brother as immortal. The god did one better: he made Castor and Pollux stars. The stars at the head of the constellation Gemini.
(The camera cuts to Kaine, holding a WCF Official Action figure of Gemini Battle.)
DK: Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you: The WCF Television Champion, Gemini Battle. The Livewire. Gem is an eccentric man, to say the least. He’s a former WCF Heavyweight champion, a former Tag Team Champion. He’s by far one of the most decorated competitors in the WCF today. However, most of his success came after the real Grayson Pierce was lost. Y’see, I see Battle much like the story of Castor and Pollux. They fought together for a while. But Gemini Battle was meant to last longer. Gemini Battle was meant to make it big. Pierce? His mortality got to him. He was Castor. Except there is one thing I’m not too sure about. Pollux wanted his brother back. Castor was dead, and Pollux begged to the gods to have his brother back. So where is Pierce now? He’s still inside of Gemini, that’s obvious. But, when the Livewire slowly slipped into the abyss in his mind that is Gemini Battle, Pierce died. All that’s left is the rotting carcass of Grayson Pierce lying on the inside, behind all the clown act, with no Jupiter to allow him to ascend to the stars. But, why is Gemini a star? Y’see, that’s a trick question. He’s not. I can’t take anything away from Gem’s wrestling ability. I mean, for the love of everything, he outlasted The Mountain in the Ultimate Showdown. That’s fucking spectacular in itself. But he’s not a star. Not in my eyes. He’s another one of those wrestlers who the WCF wants you to like. Like Bates. Like Slane. Even like Oblivion, for fuck’s sake. But I see past the façade. I saw your shoot, Gem. You say I talk like a serial killer? No. I talk like a man poised to win. I talk like a man who has nothing left to lose. I have no dignity anymore. I was drug through the mud by my asshole of a tag team partner. But I am the FIRST to admit my weaknesses. You’re right about one thing though. I do strengthen myself on past accomplishments. And yes, I do know that that means jack shit here. But there’s something i like to do. And that’s get close to the fans. I want them to know me. But you want more focus on “almost” wins? Sure, why the hell not?! I almost took down Adrian Archer. On multiple occasions. I almost took down the Baron. On multiple occasions. Happy? Because I’m not. I don’t pride myself on ALMOST winning. I’m an honest man, Gem. I know that almost ain’t shit. I mean, imagine it. A fireman comes up to you after a housefire. “I almost got here on time.” A paramedic confronts your sobbing wife. “I almost saved Teddy.” ALMOST! Almost is worth nothing in life. You don’t get a medal for almost finishing third. You don’t… Haha. You know what, I’ll talk a bit more relatable to you. You don’t keep the championship by ALMOST breaking up the pin, Gem. I’m sure you know that one by now. Yet, you sit here and praise Archer for flaunting his “almost wins.” That proves that you are weak. Your standards are too low. That’s why I am walking out of Alabama Sunday with the gold around my waist.
DK: Now, the Sagittarius. The Archer. As the story goes, the Sagittarius constellation represents the centaur Chiron. He was a magnificent archer, healer, and musician. But he was fatally wounded one day by Heracles, with an arrow dipped in poison from the Hydra. The pain was excruciating, but Chiron was immortal. To help bear the pain, he decided to offer himself as a replacement for the Titan Prometheus, who was punished by the gods for giving fire to mankind. Prometheus had a bird come and eat his intestines daily, and had them regrow nightly. And Chiron willingly took on this load. To honour this great centaur, Zeus sent his body to the sky, making the Sagittarius constellation.
(Damian shifts, and pulls out an action figure of Adrian Archer, with hair. It’s clear that this is a vintage Annihilator figurine.)
DK: Where the hell do you fit in with that?! Adrian Archer. The self-proclaimed Magnificent Bastard. The only thing you have in common with Chiron is you’re a bigger ass than he is. What is it that makes you Magnificent, Adrian? The fact that you needed to pull a smoking gun to beat me? The fact that you’ve done nothing but weasel out of matches since you stabbed me in the back three weeks ago? I look at you now, and I cringe. How did the Boss even think you were capable of staying with us? I mean, one little fuck up and you’ve switched around your morals. Oh! Speaking of morals, I think I have somebody you’d like to meet!
(Damian walks off into the distance where his ‘69 charger sits in the park parking lot. He comes back with a stunning brunette girl. He talks to her for a bit and she smiles, before looking into the camera.)
Girl: Hey, Dad! I’d say it’s long-time no see, but hey, you haven’t even bothered to show up at all. So I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Sage. Sage Wyatt. And I guess the love for wrestling is in my blood. I would watch the WCF every week! That is, until the July 10th episode, earlier this year. I was so excited! Oblivion vs. Stu Slane! FOR THE BELT! And then, I saw a familiar face. Yeah, Mae had shown me pictures. I would’ve recognized that bald, harsh face anywhere. And I wanted to turn it off! My god, I wanted to walk to Columbus and slap him square in the jaw. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t take my eyes off of the screen, because I saw this kid. This guy, no bigger than me, running circles in that ring. WCF officials may disagree, but @@@ definitely wasn’t the best person in that match, let alone at all that week. I saw Damian Kaine that night, and I couldn’t help but stare. Such raw talent. He took out five men that night. And Adrian? Dad? You beat up a ten year old. Yet you have the balls to say Kaine is horrible? Oh hell no! Kaine is a genius. After that little stunt you pulled the week before Revenge, I found him online. I shot him a message, explaining who I was. And He responded a week later. And we planned to fuck you up bad. Not only did we make you think he took Penny. Oh, your precious Penny. The silver spoon baby. But we shocked the world. The man whore of the Wrestling Championship Federation had another daughter! And you wonder why you and Alexa didn’t work?! You fucking imbecile! I think the annihilator took ten too many shots to the head. You’re weak, father. You’re a weak dad. You’re a weak friend. You’re a weak wrestler. Oh, and from what Mom has told me, you’re a weak fuck too. And I-”
(Damian cuts her off. He walks over to the camera and points it in his face.)
DK: God, A. You can’t do a single thing right, can you? You can’t beat me clean. You can’t be a good parent. You can’t be a good friend. So what are you good for? You’ll be good to use against Gemini. I’ll put our differences aside for that. For the gold. Because why not add a bit of prestige to our match at WAR? It’d be pretty bad ass to have a TV Title match contested in a hardcore cage match. I-
(Damian looks off into the distance, at something out of view.)
DK: Yeah. Yeah he knows. Yeah. The boss will get me soon. It’d only be better if you were here Chris.
(Sage looks at Damian like he was crazy. Damian refocuses and talks to the camera once again.)
DK: This Sunday, there’s nowhere to go, Adrian. I know you won’t give up the opportunity to win gold, so you aren’t gonna walk out. And there is no disqualifications in a triple threat. So I get to fuck you up seven ways to Sunday. Haha! Enjoy the pain!
(The screen fades to black.)
