Post by Davey Ortega on Feb 8, 2006 17:28:37 GMT -5
*The camera fades in on a broken down, dirty school building. A place from the past, the grand Old School. The cameraman approaches it with extreme caution. Every step he takes his breath gets louder. The cameraman enters the School, the dirt and grime on the floor and wall seem to be ingrained in the wood. The camera man walks forward a little, passing busted open lockers, and doors off their hinges to to classrooms. He gets to the stairs...seemingly unsafe. The banister is warped, the third step has a huge whole in the middle. The cameraman cautiously walks up the stairs. He gets to the second floor, which is in worse shape than the first. He sees a dim glow coming from the classroom the furthest down the hall. He walks to it, and peers in. He sees a man lighting candles, with names written on the glass which holds them. He walks into the room. The blackboard is slanted, the moon shines in through he broken window. The desks, however, are in perfect order. The man turns around and reveals himself...it was the only known occupant of the Old School. The Hardcore Icon himself, Outcast. He looks at the camera with a drone look...and walks to the window and looks up out it, the moonlight shinning on his face.*
Outcast: The stars aren't out tonight. They hardly ever come out. Ever notice that? It is a sad sight really. The sky black and full of despair...but through it all it has one light. One hope. The moon. Eternally shinning, somewhere in the world if not in one place.
*Turns from the window and walks back to the candles. Watching them glow, dance.*
Outcast: Look at them, beautiful. The fire knows I can end its existence anytime I choose. I hold its being in my hand. I can let it grow, and consume the Old School...or kill it off. Reminds me alot of WCF. I can let this ToT crap continue, and consume all of WCF...or put an end to it. Stop it before the infection spreads. I'm sure by now all of WCF knows why I'm here...though I think they are wrong. I had no intention of coming back. I didn't want to. Though when I sat down in my house, and turned on my television...and saw what happened. When I watched Slam and saw...Logan and Seth embrace..over the fallen bodies of my friends and allies. Something in me snapped..and I said to myself ''I can never again look myself in the mirror if I do not lend a hand to Creeping Death, Dake Ken, and Davey Ortega.'' So I did, I made my unannounced return to the squared circle, and thwarted a former friend of mine in Wreck.
*The camera zooms in to the first candle, there are ten candles lite and in a row. The name on the first candle says ''Wreck''*
Outcast: Wreck, why? Why would you side with Logan? With Seth Lerch? Because they have money? Power? Why in the world would you sell your soul, your very being to these people? They are nothing. They are fools, fools to think that another power would not rise to fight them. Wreck you sided with the wrong side. Logan...and all of you will fall. Fall to the feet of me, Creeping Death, Dake Ken and others. Say something, Wreck....say something to the man who has always been there for you. Who has always helped you, and now who has to fight you. Wreck I know you well, and on Sunday I will fight you, beat you...and make you see the light. Say something...anything.
*The scene fades out with Outcasts face inches from the flame*
Outcast: The stars aren't out tonight. They hardly ever come out. Ever notice that? It is a sad sight really. The sky black and full of despair...but through it all it has one light. One hope. The moon. Eternally shinning, somewhere in the world if not in one place.
*Turns from the window and walks back to the candles. Watching them glow, dance.*
Outcast: Look at them, beautiful. The fire knows I can end its existence anytime I choose. I hold its being in my hand. I can let it grow, and consume the Old School...or kill it off. Reminds me alot of WCF. I can let this ToT crap continue, and consume all of WCF...or put an end to it. Stop it before the infection spreads. I'm sure by now all of WCF knows why I'm here...though I think they are wrong. I had no intention of coming back. I didn't want to. Though when I sat down in my house, and turned on my television...and saw what happened. When I watched Slam and saw...Logan and Seth embrace..over the fallen bodies of my friends and allies. Something in me snapped..and I said to myself ''I can never again look myself in the mirror if I do not lend a hand to Creeping Death, Dake Ken, and Davey Ortega.'' So I did, I made my unannounced return to the squared circle, and thwarted a former friend of mine in Wreck.
*The camera zooms in to the first candle, there are ten candles lite and in a row. The name on the first candle says ''Wreck''*
Outcast: Wreck, why? Why would you side with Logan? With Seth Lerch? Because they have money? Power? Why in the world would you sell your soul, your very being to these people? They are nothing. They are fools, fools to think that another power would not rise to fight them. Wreck you sided with the wrong side. Logan...and all of you will fall. Fall to the feet of me, Creeping Death, Dake Ken and others. Say something, Wreck....say something to the man who has always been there for you. Who has always helped you, and now who has to fight you. Wreck I know you well, and on Sunday I will fight you, beat you...and make you see the light. Say something...anything.
*The scene fades out with Outcasts face inches from the flame*
