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| Rebuilding Relationships | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 20 2011, 01:35 PM (44 Views) | |
| wrpd | May 20 2011, 01:35 PM Post #1 |
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Fade in... the man known as PKA is hunched over in a black, leather chair. We're in his living room in Wichita, Kansas, a familiar scene of the past. PKA looks a bit troubled, perhaps that something is getting to him. He wears all black from top to bottom, including a black headband and eyeliner. With his hands grasped together, he looks up, a deadened look upon his eyes and monotonous tone as he speaks. "You know.. there are times in your life where you think you're bouncing back and that everything is going to be okay, but then reality smacks you back down and no matter what goes on, you're still in a shit mood. Draw your own parallels, but the simple fact of the matter is that - for me - I'm absolutely pissed. I say this to you, my trustworthy camera, in confidence of course that you'll keep it just between us. But who am I kidding? This is my homework, and at the end of the day, I've gotten turn it into the WARPED website. So, everyone will see it who cares to watch." Sigh... he bites his lips and closes his eyes before continuing. "Does anyone care? Do you, really? I don't care. I do, but, you know... Listen, like I was saying. Between us, losing the Evolution Title destroyed me inside. I still can't sleep since I lost it. I took the most ridiculous beating with light tubes, chairs, and whatever else from Grendel, but I took it in such little time, and that was that. It was all over. Grendel took what was MINE... Do you REALIZE how long it'd been since I held a championship? DO YOU? Do you realize how long I had the spotlight on ME? And Grendel went and stole it. Me and that title had something great going. We had a bright, long future ahead, and Grendel came around, then fucked her on the same night we departed. What a fucking douche." He clenches his fist, furious. PKA's abnormal comparison of the Evolution Title to being involved in a break up might seem ridiculous to some watching, but to PKA, it makes perfect sense - at least for the time being. Continuing, PKA calms, and is content...yet still monotonous. "But, fine... I chose to put that aside, and let bygones be bygones. So then, something new caught my eye - refereeing the main event with my homies Korrupt and Crowbar - a match for the World Championship. Sure, as of late, it might've seen like the three of us weren't going to stick together, like our friendship was dwindling, but I'm here to tell you that rekindling friendships and making things work is JOYOUS, and on that night, all three of us showed why we are such good friends. We pulled the cloak over everyone's eyes, and alas, as its always been, once again the title stays with The Movement, and we continue to Move Forward in 2011, just like the dopey tagline WARPED has." Everything in this story is going just the way PKA hopes it would, but his expression changes from a reasurring 'it gets better' tone to a bone crushing finale. "Then... it happened. Malik -Fucking- Logan. You just couldn't let us have our moment, could you? Must every time I find something good in my life and there's a little bit of happiness, must someone ruin it? Why did Malik Logan come back on THAT night? Why oh why, why... can you answer me that question, Malik? Why? Why did you feel it necessary to come out and ruin the celebration? Why did you feel it was necessary to even come back in general? How long do you even plan on sticking around, anyway? Or are you even back permanently? Hell, I can answer that last question for you - no, you're not. Because after I get my hands on you Saturday night in Plymouth, Massachusetts, I'm going to make damn sure that your return to WARPED is cut oh so short. You can bet on that, because Malik, let me remind you - my name is P.. K.. A.. No Fear.. No Limits.. Just PAIN - and you'll know all about that tomorrow night." He reaches up and shuts off the camera and we're out. |
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