Post by Teo Blaze on Oct 9, 2016 15:54:41 GMT -5
We open our doors on a rather surreal bit of China.
Not the porcelain, mind you, though there is an inherent symbolism in that pure white hardness.
Pure white hardness would be a good name for a denture cream. Or possibly a male strip club.
Shut Up.
Oh don't be like that, I thought you liked talking to yourself.
That doesn't mean I have to like you.
You don't like yourself?
I guess not.
...
So does that mean I have a split personality then? Maybe it's why Gemini is so relatable.
Ha! A split personality? You should be so lucky. You'd probably be world champion by now if you had a split personality. No no, Teo. You just have a vivid imagination, that's all.
That's not my name anymore.
You know you keep saying that, but the cracks are starting to show.
You say you're this big nihilistic self loather....
And yet.
This isn't the mask. Teo was the mask. This is what I've always been.
Just because it came first?
Face facts. People's champion for a record breaking reign, and what does every single person say about Teo?
You mean Jared.
I mean everybody.
This world won't let Teo exist. This world won't let him be a hero.
All they want to do is tear each other down.
Now they have the mask off.
Why did you let them take it?
Because.
Because...you can't lie to yourself.
Because it wasn't fun anymore.
Because everyone was at each other's throats all the time. So much politics, so many unresolved grudges, and everyone taking sides against each other...
Politics has many of the same letters as poison. It just hides the N better.
It's not that. I wanted to do something special, ya know?
I do.
To bring smiles to people's faces and to change the world of wrestling, to smash through the politics.
But?
But the stinking locker room would rather this place burn to the ground than to work through grudges. Would rather hop off to another dimension than to wrestle without a shiny piece of metal.
Says the record breaking champion.
...
I miss it. I miss my People's Championship.
That was it, ya know?
That was the symbol, the reminder that one man could conquer all the bullshit and the egos, that i could just get everyone on the same side for once.
Unite the people.
Be a hero.
...
So why'd you give it up?
...
...
I didn't.
I...I was angry.
I was upset that the doors were closing, that they were all just throwing Their hands up and walking away.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't just throw my hands up, I couldn't just let myself believe that the people had abandoned us.
So I became the bad guy.
I wanted so badly to hurt them for what they were doing to me.
But I understood it.
Anger is funny, man.
You're angry for a long time, but then suddenly, you're not anymore.
And things are usually too broken to go back.
I made my decision, I gave it up when they took it away from me.
Went back to Teddy blaze.
The angry young man.
I wanted to take away from them what they loved so much and go back to...
...
The real you?
...
Real is in the eye of the beholder. Teo Del Sol is more real to the fans around the world than Teddy Blaze ever was.
So what?
So why not?
...
It's not just a switch I can flip, a mask I can put on.
Teo came from a place of hope.
A place of ideals.
A place of desire.
Now?
...
Now what?
...
My eyes are open.
It's their ballgame.
Don't even bother trying to be centerfield.
Be happy with catcher.
The score is the same, anyway.
...
Do you really believe that?
...
I don't know what to believe anymore.
They've already killed me.
I'm just waiting on the burial.
---
The host looked up from the pad of hastily scrawled names at the strange customer.
He had been staring into his soup for almost an hour now.
Hadn't even touched it.
Shame too, at the rate he was going, his meal would be cold.
Shame to see it go to waste.
Not the porcelain, mind you, though there is an inherent symbolism in that pure white hardness.
Pure white hardness would be a good name for a denture cream. Or possibly a male strip club.
Shut Up.
Oh don't be like that, I thought you liked talking to yourself.
That doesn't mean I have to like you.
You don't like yourself?
I guess not.
...
So does that mean I have a split personality then? Maybe it's why Gemini is so relatable.
Ha! A split personality? You should be so lucky. You'd probably be world champion by now if you had a split personality. No no, Teo. You just have a vivid imagination, that's all.
That's not my name anymore.
You know you keep saying that, but the cracks are starting to show.
You say you're this big nihilistic self loather....
And yet.
This isn't the mask. Teo was the mask. This is what I've always been.
Just because it came first?
Face facts. People's champion for a record breaking reign, and what does every single person say about Teo?
You mean Jared.
I mean everybody.
This world won't let Teo exist. This world won't let him be a hero.
All they want to do is tear each other down.
Now they have the mask off.
Why did you let them take it?
Because.
Because...you can't lie to yourself.
Because it wasn't fun anymore.
Because everyone was at each other's throats all the time. So much politics, so many unresolved grudges, and everyone taking sides against each other...
Politics has many of the same letters as poison. It just hides the N better.
It's not that. I wanted to do something special, ya know?
I do.
To bring smiles to people's faces and to change the world of wrestling, to smash through the politics.
But?
But the stinking locker room would rather this place burn to the ground than to work through grudges. Would rather hop off to another dimension than to wrestle without a shiny piece of metal.
Says the record breaking champion.
...
I miss it. I miss my People's Championship.
That was it, ya know?
That was the symbol, the reminder that one man could conquer all the bullshit and the egos, that i could just get everyone on the same side for once.
Unite the people.
Be a hero.
...
So why'd you give it up?
...
...
I didn't.
I...I was angry.
I was upset that the doors were closing, that they were all just throwing Their hands up and walking away.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't just throw my hands up, I couldn't just let myself believe that the people had abandoned us.
So I became the bad guy.
I wanted so badly to hurt them for what they were doing to me.
But I understood it.
Anger is funny, man.
You're angry for a long time, but then suddenly, you're not anymore.
And things are usually too broken to go back.
I made my decision, I gave it up when they took it away from me.
Went back to Teddy blaze.
The angry young man.
I wanted to take away from them what they loved so much and go back to...
...
The real you?
...
Real is in the eye of the beholder. Teo Del Sol is more real to the fans around the world than Teddy Blaze ever was.
So what?
So why not?
...
It's not just a switch I can flip, a mask I can put on.
Teo came from a place of hope.
A place of ideals.
A place of desire.
Now?
...
Now what?
...
My eyes are open.
It's their ballgame.
Don't even bother trying to be centerfield.
Be happy with catcher.
The score is the same, anyway.
...
Do you really believe that?
...
I don't know what to believe anymore.
They've already killed me.
I'm just waiting on the burial.
---
The host looked up from the pad of hastily scrawled names at the strange customer.
He had been staring into his soup for almost an hour now.
Hadn't even touched it.
Shame too, at the rate he was going, his meal would be cold.
Shame to see it go to waste.
