Post by TZ on Mar 3, 2006 18:44:34 GMT -5
Why a graveyard, you might be thinking. Why walk amongst the dead on this chilly, black winter night, atop the crisp, freshlyy fallen white snow? Because death is something that I relate to very well. At this next house show, I team with a man that I see a lot of myself in, Obo. Why? Because Obo is very much like me, in my honest opinion. Both of us have had our fair share of betrayal, both left hardened and distrustful by others. Which makes it hard to say whether we can even trust each other. But no matter. One of the men on the opposite side of the ring is set to be Jaysin, who recently has shown a less caring side of himself by discriminating against the poor, helpless Okana, a slave to love. I'm not like Jaysin, but a lot more like death. See, I don't discriminate against gays, blacks, hispanics. Like death, I know only one thing - the desire to be feared and respected. Death knows not of color or creed, but only of taking away. Like death, I plan to take anyone, no matter what they look or act like, by the hand, and to walk with them to their fate. This is something only death and I can make possible - we make every single person equal. It's funny that equality seems to be such a hard concept to grasp, when it's quite simple. Perhaps I was just born with the ability to comprehend things easier than some, or maybe just the ability to sense injustice. There is no injustice in death, just peace. That explains to me the peace in this graveyard, where no man is any different from another, everyone is just a small chunk of stone and plot of dirt. So quiet, except for the occassional gust of wind through the woody trees. But enough of the melodramatic crap for the time being, I suppose. It should be a time for happiness, joy, celebration. Celebration of the night of Fully Charged signalling the death and rebirth of Trent Draven. The old shell of a man is dead, and standing in his place is a New Breed walking tall and finally getting what he deserves. This tag match will be the first time I step into the ring since this glorious awakening, arising, revival, whatever you would prefer to call it. The single best and most perfect time to show that this celebration is not undeserved, despite the way that it was brought about. It's time for a fresh crop of new blood to rise up and against, proving and earning the spot we so crave. And as the leader of the New Breed, I vow to proudly lead them to this goal, no matter how it has to come about. The first stop of this revolution is this house show tag team match. 483 Juba, Jaysin, be ready. It's time for the reaper to walk you to the end.
Fade Out.
Fade Out.