Post by Yukio Blaze on Apr 20, 2015 9:09:11 GMT -5
It begins with a hero. Someone to rise against the evils of this world.
The Rich. The Poor.
The Old. The Young.
Everyone looks to the heavens to pray for a hero to come. They want the evil to wash away.
The Evil lurks.
The Evil is always around.
Beg for the hells gates to open, to flood this world with everything it has to offer.
Decay. Destruction. Death.
3D. Reality. Life
The bloods the same. The pains the same.
Different places. Different colours.
That's life.
That's this life.
Its just like chocolate.
Its either good or its bad.
There's no inbetween.
Its so good that's its evil.
Its a crime that is committed on a daily basis.
Him, Her, All living beings under the roof.
Live, Breathe in the air. The chemicals.
Lungs filling like rage in the Hulk.
The evil is taking over the good.
It feels good.
Chaos runs this place. The inmates are running the asylum. No one cares anymore. No one is innovative anymore. No one wants to aim for the sky.
The brass ring is there, yet everyone is afraid to climb the ladder.
Its all the same.
Its always been the same.
Its all rehashes and reboots.
No more originality.
The boos.
The cheers.
More bad than good.
I was the hero this place deserved but I wasnt the one it needed.
There were rockers, bikers, smokers, millionaires, punks, princes, kings, queens, hobos, teams.
I was the outlaw.
I was wanted.
I'm still wanted.
But, am I needed?
Needed
Wanted
Similar though different.
Was I ever needed?
Was I ever wanted?
Most of them hate me.
Few like me.
I've caused a few arguments but they were on good authority.
I had a voice once.
I had a smile once.
Somewhere down the line, I lost them.
Hard-Team-Continental
HTC
You cannot smoke it.
Though Drakz probably has tried to do so.
I lost those three.
I gained three.
Pounds?
Items?
Power-Ups?
None of the above.
Just a title.
Just like a book.
A Messiah.
A personal jesus but for all.
I reached some.
I wrecked some.
What was I thinking?
I never claimed to be a messiah.
They game me that title.
I had a following.
What a following I had
Nice. Very nice
Could have had it all.
Mansions
Cars
Women
Booze
Drugs
Glitz
Fashion
Everyone wants to live like a rockstar.
I WAS a rockstar......for like a minute.
I lived the life of a party goer
Wasnt for me
Wasnt meant for me
Calm
Mellow
Though headstrong.
I would have took you on.
Ring
Backstage
Parking Lot
Reckless and Crazy
Random
but with hero tendencies
Those are those two boys
A McMann
A Gotch
MG
Two machine guns ready to fire at anything and everything.
Headstrong
They wanna take me on.
I wished for it
They granted it
They want it
They crave it
Two different styles wants to be the hero for one night
They can become the hero
They beat to their own drum
I Did.
I'm here.
Set the tone
Set the pace
You boys will do fine
Dont give up.
I believe in you both.
Come get it.
I'm the brass ring.
Bishop
Dean
DID.
YOUR TURN NOW
You only get once chance to do it right.
No regrets
No resort
Just listen
LISTEN
Dont think
Just do it
I did it
You can do it
The both of you can
Make yourselves famous
Grab the brass
Break your backs
Fight me
Destroy me
Open
Close
Its all about the door and what you'll do with it.
I opened that door ten years ago
I'm ready to close it
Be honored
Remember that you had this chance
You may not get it again.
Get famous
Get paid
See a false god
Face a hero
DO YOU BLEED?
YOU WILL!!!!
The Rich. The Poor.
The Old. The Young.
Everyone looks to the heavens to pray for a hero to come. They want the evil to wash away.
The Evil lurks.
The Evil is always around.
Beg for the hells gates to open, to flood this world with everything it has to offer.
Decay. Destruction. Death.
3D. Reality. Life
Day or Night. Its all a blur anymore. I wake up to aches and pains. I brush my teeth and I see scars in these eyes. The eyes are of a dead man walking. These eyes have seen a lot of this world. The good and the bad. I cannot forget. I am elephant. I've lasted this long. I've worked hard to get here. The Rise and Fall of Yukio Blaze. The Last Hero. The guy that should not have ever come to this place and yet I still see myself as that giddy twenty year old with the big world around him but yet I feel the world resting upon my now thirty year old shoulders.
I regret nothing. I've lived the life of a man who should be dead. I've seen places. I've been to Raleigh. I've won and lost. I've loved and I've hated.
Jessie. Jo. Gone
Robin. Grayson. Here
I need to get ready.
I regret nothing. I've lived the life of a man who should be dead. I've seen places. I've been to Raleigh. I've won and lost. I've loved and I've hated.
Jessie. Jo. Gone
Robin. Grayson. Here
I need to get ready.
The bloods the same. The pains the same.
Different places. Different colours.
That's life.
That's this life.
Its just like chocolate.
Its either good or its bad.
There's no inbetween.
Its so good that's its evil.
Its a crime that is committed on a daily basis.
Him, Her, All living beings under the roof.
Live, Breathe in the air. The chemicals.
Lungs filling like rage in the Hulk.
The evil is taking over the good.
It feels good.
The shirts. All pressed and clean. The jeans. Looking ragged as ever. I love the jeans. I love the shirts but not the dressy ones. Robin makes me wear them. She says they make me look dignified but I manage to ruin them somehow.
I do however look like a model dad in them. They cover the tattoos. They cover the spoils of war. They cover up the fact that I can be Yukio Blaze at night, the wrassler, the high flyer reckless one that fears nothing and by day, I'm Jeff Spencer.
The family man. The guy that goes outside, washes the car, cooks dinner, cleans the gutter, shakes the hand of the dude that takes care of the trash on garbage day.
Sometimes you gotta hang up the old cape.
I want to.
Thunder did.
She says my time isnt done yet.
I did this for her.
I did this for him.
I came back for closure.
This closet door could really need some new handles.
I do however look like a model dad in them. They cover the tattoos. They cover the spoils of war. They cover up the fact that I can be Yukio Blaze at night, the wrassler, the high flyer reckless one that fears nothing and by day, I'm Jeff Spencer.
The family man. The guy that goes outside, washes the car, cooks dinner, cleans the gutter, shakes the hand of the dude that takes care of the trash on garbage day.
Sometimes you gotta hang up the old cape.
I want to.
Thunder did.
She says my time isnt done yet.
I did this for her.
I did this for him.
I came back for closure.
This closet door could really need some new handles.
Chaos runs this place. The inmates are running the asylum. No one cares anymore. No one is innovative anymore. No one wants to aim for the sky.
The brass ring is there, yet everyone is afraid to climb the ladder.
Its all the same.
Its always been the same.
Its all rehashes and reboots.
No more originality.
The boos.
The cheers.
More bad than good.
I was the hero this place deserved but I wasnt the one it needed.
There were rockers, bikers, smokers, millionaires, punks, princes, kings, queens, hobos, teams.
I was the outlaw.
I was wanted.
I'm still wanted.
But, am I needed?
Me and this car have been through alot. The good old GTO and I have had some adventures together. This is my Batmobile. Its perfect the way it is but a couple of hidden cannons on it could be even cooler but it sure wouldnt be street legal. I never aimed for it to have this many miles on it but damn, it still runs like the day it was brand new back in seventy two or I hope it sounded like this way back when. My dad would have knew. You would have liked him. He was a real cool guy. I miss him. The family would have loved him. Grayson could have had his papa and Robin could have had a real cool father like figure in her life but alas. Enough of the sentimental stuff.
Needed
Wanted
Similar though different.
Was I ever needed?
Was I ever wanted?
Most of them hate me.
Few like me.
I've caused a few arguments but they were on good authority.
I had a voice once.
I had a smile once.
Somewhere down the line, I lost them.
Hard-Team-Continental
HTC
You cannot smoke it.
Though Drakz probably has tried to do so.
I lost those three.
I gained three.
Pounds?
Items?
Power-Ups?
None of the above.
Just a title.
Just like a book.
A Messiah.
A personal jesus but for all.
I reached some.
I wrecked some.
What was I thinking?
I never claimed to be a messiah.
They game me that title.
I had a following.
What a following I had
Funny thing about these tattoos are that they didnt hurt. Took alot of time and money but they didnt hurt. They originally objected to these decorations or as I call them the "declarations". They wanted a clean cut, long haired, warrior type and what they ended up with was a random punk like kid that went his route and not their designated route. They hated that I defied them. There were threats of terminations but they had nothing on me, well they could have had they known about the booze and pills.
Those demons almost killed me and I was going to let them kill me. It wasnt because of the road schedule or the arm injury but it was because of the death of Jessie and Jo. My first wife and her niece were my world. I would have done anything and everything for them.
It took.....
It took a very long time to accept they were gone or should I say, they are gone.
I have the memories though.
Mind, Body, Spirit.
I can have these pictures but they are not enough.
[/b]Those demons almost killed me and I was going to let them kill me. It wasnt because of the road schedule or the arm injury but it was because of the death of Jessie and Jo. My first wife and her niece were my world. I would have done anything and everything for them.
It took.....
It took a very long time to accept they were gone or should I say, they are gone.
I have the memories though.
Mind, Body, Spirit.
I can have these pictures but they are not enough.
Nice. Very nice
Could have had it all.
Mansions
Cars
Women
Booze
Drugs
Glitz
Fashion
Everyone wants to live like a rockstar.
I WAS a rockstar......for like a minute.
I lived the life of a party goer
Wasnt for me
Wasnt meant for me
Calm
Mellow
Though headstrong.
I would have took you on.
Ring
Backstage
Parking Lot
Reckless and Crazy
Random
but with hero tendencies
Those are those two boys
A McMann
A Gotch
MG
Two machine guns ready to fire at anything and everything.
Headstrong
They wanna take me on.
I wished for it
They granted it
They want it
They crave it
Two different styles wants to be the hero for one night
They can become the hero
They beat to their own drum
I Did.
I'm here.
Set the tone
Set the pace
You boys will do fine
Dont give up.
I believe in you both.
Come get it.
I'm the brass ring.
Bishop
Dean
DID.
YOUR TURN NOW
Oh yeah. That will be fine. You need anything? Water, Pop, Lemonade? Oh, alright
McGurk-Biker
Burton-Rocker
Thunder-Greatest
ZMaster-Fire
Michaels-Good
Kyzer-Heroin
Drakz-Nails
Obo-King
Meg-Queen
Kronic-Cool
Tyme-Hilarious
Macabre-Monster
Josh-Knight
CBT-Current Big Thing (Cheating I know, but you only live once)
Crazy Shane-Television
Immune-Marginal
Saku-International
Could go on for days.
This is pretty in depth.
Is this what they really wanted?
I figured it would just be like one of those rock, doc type of things but its not. You guys are actually pretty cool. Too bad Kenny got fired all those years ago.
He was fun
Tammy McTwirlstein could have done a pretty good interview too but you my man, is pretty damn good.
You are a class act.
Is is cool if I can remove this mic?
You are awesome my man. Say, you will be at End Game right?
I got something special planned. You wont want to miss it.
What was that?
Cape Of Our Hero.
That's gotta be the name.
McGurk-Biker
Burton-Rocker
Thunder-Greatest
ZMaster-Fire
Michaels-Good
Kyzer-Heroin
Drakz-Nails
Obo-King
Meg-Queen
Kronic-Cool
Tyme-Hilarious
Macabre-Monster
Josh-Knight
CBT-Current Big Thing (Cheating I know, but you only live once)
Crazy Shane-Television
Immune-Marginal
Saku-International
Could go on for days.
This is pretty in depth.
Is this what they really wanted?
I figured it would just be like one of those rock, doc type of things but its not. You guys are actually pretty cool. Too bad Kenny got fired all those years ago.
He was fun
Tammy McTwirlstein could have done a pretty good interview too but you my man, is pretty damn good.
You are a class act.
Is is cool if I can remove this mic?
You are awesome my man. Say, you will be at End Game right?
I got something special planned. You wont want to miss it.
What was that?
Cape Of Our Hero.
That's gotta be the name.
You only get once chance to do it right.
No regrets
No resort
Just listen
LISTEN
Dont think
Just do it
I did it
You can do it
The both of you can
Make yourselves famous
Grab the brass
Break your backs
Fight me
Destroy me
Open
Close
Its all about the door and what you'll do with it.
I opened that door ten years ago
I'm ready to close it
Be honored
Remember that you had this chance
You may not get it again.
Get famous
Get paid
See a false god
Face a hero
DO YOU BLEED?
YOU WILL!!!!