Post by R. Daniels on Sept 27, 2009 11:01:18 GMT -5
We see Daniels. with a disgusted look on his face, towel on his back, off from his match from last week.
IT'S NOT OVER!
That goes out to EVER single person who thinks my time has gone by. You see right now, I have nothing to lose, nothing. all of you are fighting for goals you will never obtain, but I'm fighting just to inflict pain... why... it's simple because I can. They want to look down at me, they want to overlook me fine... then I'll just mow them down and keep moving. For so long I've said that I have nothing left to prove, but i guess that has changed, i guess we are playing a different game. I DO have something to prove, the days when people would just turn white, just knowing that they were in the ring against me, that Daniels that so many people as begging to see, the one that people thought was dead and buried... slowly, but surely he is coming out, and when that day comes, WCF will feel, ever shred of pain, ever piece of heartache I've felt for the last few months, every mis-step will be wiped from the plate and I will begin a new, I have no ONE target, EVERYONE I face is a target... I'm locked and fucking loaded, you better fucking duck...
Daniels pushes past the cameraman and walks into his locker room, closing the door behind him.
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We see Daniels outside of the arena, cigarette in his hand.
A lot has happened, and a lot has had a chance to filter through my head And looking back on it all I can just, let out a deep sig of relief. Winning this match, what will it prove. What will it say about the one who walks out victorious, will it prove that they are the better man.
I dont think so.
This match falls on luck and if there is one thing I dont stand for is LUCk, I will GLADLY sit back and wait for my shot at the top dog, and when that day comes NO ONE will be able to doubt it. No one will be able to interject a 'but' when it is not needed. They think i've fallen off, but I am just getting re-focused, as is Daniels, we came in strong and that fire has faded, but slowly, but surely,t hat fire is coming back. The roster is fading, and their grip has broken. a new breed is rising, but they are fading at the same time, but this man sits and it waits. Carefully plotting the takeover we are rushing nothing. WCF is weakening and we are here to provide the medicine, we are the shot in the arm the NWCF craves, but we are waiting, and just when the light begins to shine, right before the flatline hits... we will come like angels... and save it.
But in order to be saved, you must die... it is a sacrifice worth making, because int he end, you will thrive, knowing that the T.O.T has taken you under their wing, that WRESTLING will flow through your viens, all that stops us is time, and we are not rushing it... trust me, we are waiting and we are here.
Be it Torture destroying that pissant Creeping Death
Or one of the Team of Torture winning War... believe me when I say, the days of the ToT will be long and they will be fruitful.
I've watched useless pieces of talent wander through those doors and wander right back out, but we're still here, when so many people thought I woul dbe gone in a mere mont, i still stand, when they think I'm dead, I prove that I more life than an man in the room, win or lose, I will do EVERY thing in my power to make sure that me, Anthrax, Havoc, Death or Colton wins this, we MUST reign supreme. These people must trust in a cause that they can trust in and that is us, that is the Team of Torture
Daniels reaches his hand toward the camera
We will save you.
IT'S NOT OVER!
That goes out to EVER single person who thinks my time has gone by. You see right now, I have nothing to lose, nothing. all of you are fighting for goals you will never obtain, but I'm fighting just to inflict pain... why... it's simple because I can. They want to look down at me, they want to overlook me fine... then I'll just mow them down and keep moving. For so long I've said that I have nothing left to prove, but i guess that has changed, i guess we are playing a different game. I DO have something to prove, the days when people would just turn white, just knowing that they were in the ring against me, that Daniels that so many people as begging to see, the one that people thought was dead and buried... slowly, but surely he is coming out, and when that day comes, WCF will feel, ever shred of pain, ever piece of heartache I've felt for the last few months, every mis-step will be wiped from the plate and I will begin a new, I have no ONE target, EVERYONE I face is a target... I'm locked and fucking loaded, you better fucking duck...
Daniels pushes past the cameraman and walks into his locker room, closing the door behind him.
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We see Daniels outside of the arena, cigarette in his hand.
A lot has happened, and a lot has had a chance to filter through my head And looking back on it all I can just, let out a deep sig of relief. Winning this match, what will it prove. What will it say about the one who walks out victorious, will it prove that they are the better man.
I dont think so.
This match falls on luck and if there is one thing I dont stand for is LUCk, I will GLADLY sit back and wait for my shot at the top dog, and when that day comes NO ONE will be able to doubt it. No one will be able to interject a 'but' when it is not needed. They think i've fallen off, but I am just getting re-focused, as is Daniels, we came in strong and that fire has faded, but slowly, but surely,t hat fire is coming back. The roster is fading, and their grip has broken. a new breed is rising, but they are fading at the same time, but this man sits and it waits. Carefully plotting the takeover we are rushing nothing. WCF is weakening and we are here to provide the medicine, we are the shot in the arm the NWCF craves, but we are waiting, and just when the light begins to shine, right before the flatline hits... we will come like angels... and save it.
But in order to be saved, you must die... it is a sacrifice worth making, because int he end, you will thrive, knowing that the T.O.T has taken you under their wing, that WRESTLING will flow through your viens, all that stops us is time, and we are not rushing it... trust me, we are waiting and we are here.
Be it Torture destroying that pissant Creeping Death
Or one of the Team of Torture winning War... believe me when I say, the days of the ToT will be long and they will be fruitful.
I've watched useless pieces of talent wander through those doors and wander right back out, but we're still here, when so many people thought I woul dbe gone in a mere mont, i still stand, when they think I'm dead, I prove that I more life than an man in the room, win or lose, I will do EVERY thing in my power to make sure that me, Anthrax, Havoc, Death or Colton wins this, we MUST reign supreme. These people must trust in a cause that they can trust in and that is us, that is the Team of Torture
Daniels reaches his hand toward the camera
Don't fret precious, I'm here.
Step away from the window...
Go.. back to sleep..
Safe from pain, and truth, and choice...
And other poison devils
See, they dont give a fuck about you
Like i do...
Step away from the window...
Go.. back to sleep..
Safe from pain, and truth, and choice...
And other poison devils
See, they dont give a fuck about you
Like i do...
We will save you.
