Post by Kamikaze on Oct 4, 2011 19:36:21 GMT -5
[glow=red,4,300]A World According To Johnny
ACT 1
[/b][/glow][/size][/color]ACT 1
Nothing is quite as simple and straight forward as you think it will be when you're walking into a new place. That is the god's honest truth that Johnny English has encountered again and again over the last few years because it's only been in the last few years that Johnny has really begun to grow up and get into this style of the business. At a young age, Johnny was always bigger then everyone in his school. Many thought he would play basketball, or even football. However, he made a promise to his father that he will follow his footsteps and wrestle. It hasn't been easy thus far, not many promotions are looking for young and upcoming rookies. The head promoters want 'experienced and men that are in their prime'. 22 years old, Johnny is in the best shape, and run with the best that will be put in front of him. All he need's is a chance.
Johnny also distanced himself from a lot of people. All he cared about was making it to the big time. By taking time out of his hectic life wasn't a priority. Johnny finished high school, found a Nine to Five job, enough to save for a gym pass in his town. Johnny finally added muscle to his big frame, he was finally ready for some tough training. One of Johnny's fears was, not being the right size. Over the last few years Johnny has faced those fears time and again, and always grown stronger for it. In his young youth he always made sure to be in control, have passion and show no fear. Now, after all the heart break, training.. and down sizing of his life, Johnny will make it to the spotlight he's been thriving for for a long time. His first ever wrestling match.
As Johnny sits in his office, he stares at his fathers journal, which has been continued to be filled more and more with his writings, filled with his thoughts, his feelings, and his demons. He's been utilizing the journal with the hopes it keeps him from falling into a funk again. He reads over and over. His fathers message to him, the message every father should give to their son.. Never give up, Keep on fighting.. Looking down at his father's journal, Johnny begins twirling a pen in his hand for several moments, nervously deciding if he needs to begin writing anything, or not. After realizing that he's simply getting nowhere, he decides it's time he simply steps away from the paper, and does something else to "clear his mind." He stands up and walks toward the door of his office, and without even thinking, or knowing why, he turns toward his bedroom. He feels the urge to walk into his bedroom, and simply gives into the urge.
As Johnny walks in, he passes by the crib with his daughter lying in it. He pauses, and glances over at his sleeping child, and detours his previous direction, for a b-line to the side of the crib. He slowly begins to see his daughter's sleeping face, and the expression on his face slowly begins to change. Johnny looked troubled, he looked like something was truly bothering him from the whole way it ended for his father, but just looking at his daughter has taken that look, and swapped it with the look of a father who is completely happy and content with looking at the life he helped bring into the world. Johnny look's and wonder's how his father felt 22 years ago when he was in the crib and his father had this same look. Then, a tear trickles down the face of Johnny as he lays his daughter back into the crib.
End Scene
[glow=red,4,300]From Johnny to Kamikaze
ACT II
[/b][/glow][/size][/color]ACT II
I was always told, when I was younger, that in life you have wants, and you have needs. Hell, I may have even partially discussed this all before, but to be quite honest, it applies now, more so than ever. A need is obvious; it's air, it's water, it's sustenance. It's one of those things that are crucial and imperative to have, in order to live. A need is one of those things that if you don't have it, life is painful, it's short, and ultimately you die.
It's asphyxiation...
It's dehydration...
It's malnutrition...
It's dehydration...
It's malnutrition...
A need is one of those things that is just, in a nutshell, required. A want, however, in a nutshell, isn't. It's something that everyone, well, wants. It's something that, whether you have it or not, doesn't put life in jeopardy. It's something that, truthfully, simply adds to QUALITY of life, but doesn't alter life. For some people, a want is something intangible, like extra time with family, the feeling that you don't have to worry about some of life's various "inevitable" truths, everlasting happiness, a good job, things like that. For others, it's something they can feel. I've known people who have that urge to want something expensive, not for the actual use of the item, but more so for the sole ability to say, "I have that." Some tangible things that may not be as "lavish" as those may be, name brand foods, a better television than the one they already have, a new video game, something like that.
In the end, all of these things are, as I said, unnecessary to sustain life, but able to make life seem better. Unfortunately, however, some people don't seem to understand that concept. Some people begin to blur the line between "want" and "need." Those people begin to think that possessions, and things that have made their life "better," and seemingly "happier," are necessary for them to continue breathing. The stereotypical rich person couldn't fathom living without a butler, a chauffeur, a cook, and things of that nature, and be expected to fend for themselves. A man with a great job he loved couldn't fathom having to grind it out in some retail setting, or being forced into a sense of servitude to customers. The shear thought of those types of occurrences spawn thoughts of death, destruction, and life completely ending...
... And unfortunately, I fell into that category for a while...
People expect me to fail. People want me to lose. People say that I’m not good enough, that I can’t keep it up and that I’m going to crash and burn. I say keep doubting me. Every fan out there who knows me and loves me knows 'I put my heart and my soul' in to every single moment of every single match and every mindless, emotionless parrot who says the same pathetic things about me and doubts me and hates me can keep on hating because there’s no better feeling in the world that succeeding when everybody thinks you can’t do it.
SLAM, I will accomplish my moment.... It don't matter how many roadblocks stand in my way, they will all be removed... either way...
This is my world now folks...
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