Post by emokid on Aug 2, 2010 21:42:51 GMT -6
Tyler Guevara, with a look of disappointment, sits against a big, run down building solmewhere in downtown Fort Worth. He sits shmefully with his head down. He wears a "Minor Threat" t-shirt, blue jeans, and black anarchy converses.
TYLER GUEVARA: You know what, Mauler. You're absolutely right. I have no one this week to help me. That leaves me in a vulnerable state. You're right about something else, Summer Bash, War Games, was Hell. But, you won, and have nothing to prove. For me, this is gut check time, and quite frankly, I've been holding my team down. I've been beat up, bruised, broken so I could take a bullet for them. I've been losing every match. I don't deserve to be in The Perfect World. I am a disgrace to my own team. I've been contemplating a few things. Dropping out, and doing my own thing was on the list, because in my opinion, The Perfect World is much better off without me. I don't deserve the spot that they put me in, and I damn well don't dserve that company. I don't deserve anything that they have given me.
I know, you don't understand what I'm talking about, Mauler, because, as stupid as you guys are, you guys are the coplete unit. You guys stick together through thick and thin. You guys are a success. I used to be one of those. I'm a former two-time Von Erich Memorial Champion, I've toured, and fought in Afghanistan. I suffered through the military under David Pertraeus. Now, in present day SNW, I'm not fit to tie these guys' shoelaces. What I'm getting at is I'm nothing but a common American. I am as useless as one of these shills. I'm losing steam. There's no beating around the bush anymore. I just can't seem to get the job done.
Do I want you to feel sorry for me? No. I don't want any of your pity. I don't want sympathy. Sympathy is pathetic. Sympathy is weak. I'm not one to fall for cheap, low grade sympathy, because as an American I can spot phoniness. Americans are the most phony people on the planet. Yeah, you say you care for me, but how do I know that you're honest. Even our president can't make up his mind. He says he wants hope, change and democracy, yet he assigns Gen. Betrayus back to his position. Now, he claims that the war is almost over. What a crock of shit. Our country is going down in flames. We are all doomed, yet stupid people don't want to listen. Either that, or they don't want to believe it.
Mauler, don't be surprised if you see a broken man across that ring. I spent way too long trying to dump the world of the destruction crew. I try to defeat one of them, but they still keep coming. I tried, I really did. I tried being civil, but now, I can care less if they breathe or die. I just want to get this over with. I'm in no mood for catchprases right now, I'm just in the mood to crack someone's skull. I'm a little bloodthirsty this week, and I think I'm just going to let you suffer.
Tyler Guevara turns away, as the cameras fade to black.
TYLER GUEVARA: You know what, Mauler. You're absolutely right. I have no one this week to help me. That leaves me in a vulnerable state. You're right about something else, Summer Bash, War Games, was Hell. But, you won, and have nothing to prove. For me, this is gut check time, and quite frankly, I've been holding my team down. I've been beat up, bruised, broken so I could take a bullet for them. I've been losing every match. I don't deserve to be in The Perfect World. I am a disgrace to my own team. I've been contemplating a few things. Dropping out, and doing my own thing was on the list, because in my opinion, The Perfect World is much better off without me. I don't deserve the spot that they put me in, and I damn well don't dserve that company. I don't deserve anything that they have given me.
I know, you don't understand what I'm talking about, Mauler, because, as stupid as you guys are, you guys are the coplete unit. You guys stick together through thick and thin. You guys are a success. I used to be one of those. I'm a former two-time Von Erich Memorial Champion, I've toured, and fought in Afghanistan. I suffered through the military under David Pertraeus. Now, in present day SNW, I'm not fit to tie these guys' shoelaces. What I'm getting at is I'm nothing but a common American. I am as useless as one of these shills. I'm losing steam. There's no beating around the bush anymore. I just can't seem to get the job done.
Do I want you to feel sorry for me? No. I don't want any of your pity. I don't want sympathy. Sympathy is pathetic. Sympathy is weak. I'm not one to fall for cheap, low grade sympathy, because as an American I can spot phoniness. Americans are the most phony people on the planet. Yeah, you say you care for me, but how do I know that you're honest. Even our president can't make up his mind. He says he wants hope, change and democracy, yet he assigns Gen. Betrayus back to his position. Now, he claims that the war is almost over. What a crock of shit. Our country is going down in flames. We are all doomed, yet stupid people don't want to listen. Either that, or they don't want to believe it.
Mauler, don't be surprised if you see a broken man across that ring. I spent way too long trying to dump the world of the destruction crew. I try to defeat one of them, but they still keep coming. I tried, I really did. I tried being civil, but now, I can care less if they breathe or die. I just want to get this over with. I'm in no mood for catchprases right now, I'm just in the mood to crack someone's skull. I'm a little bloodthirsty this week, and I think I'm just going to let you suffer.
Tyler Guevara turns away, as the cameras fade to black.
