Post by "The Forgotten" Raven on Sept 6, 2010 7:49:48 GMT -5
The scene opens in a rotten, Broken and dented Bus slowly moving down an old road somewhere in the Bowery. The seats are empty apart from a man sitting at the back of the bus with only his legs visible from out of the darkness. The bus just continues down the road as a voice is heard that would make everyone that is around him cringe in fear
Raven
"I can't remember a time when I wasn't alone, even when my parents were around. The sound of their fury was harsh, but the sound of their silence was deafening. It's devastation that left me buried beneath a mountain of solitude. My loneliness and despair trapped me in a storm of unimaginable emptiness. What about me? What about Raven? The other kids playing ball outside, and me with them was am illusion I'd allow myself, but the stark reality was even if my parents would of allowed me to leave my bedroom dwell, the other kids wouldn't of allowed me to join in anyway. They said I didn't follow their rules. Their stupid rules...
"The wrestling world as we once knew it is over. Gone are the days of normalcy. Gone are the days of conformity. I feel your pain. I am your opportunity for salvation. Isn't it time you come with me? For I shall set you free....And look at that...My stop sign! Is nothing sacred?"
Pain and suffering.....Of a childhood lost...An empty swing....An empty promise....A broken dream...A broken home....It's strange....How laughter looks like crying.....With no sound.....And raindrops taste like tears....Without the pain.....Damian....You'll relive....The turmoil...And anguish...Of an uncertain youth... You see, scars are souvenirs you never loose, the past is never far. But what do you do? What do you do, when all your memories are razor blades? When everything you can possibly remember, hurts? What do you do?
When we fall, earth will die, sun will set, and moon will shine, and the only image will be the Raven's shadow in your eyes. So it is written, so it shall come to pass. The World is full of Kings and Queens, who will blind your eyes, and steal your dreams. Kurt Cobain did not make it and he left an entire generation of tortured souls behind. ,Damian take heed.
Life of rage, blood stained cage, suicide is an escape from the only fate... You should understand my pain, but you don't….Come on, come a little closer. Don't be scared…Isn't the question you ask, the same question I always heard while growing up? Don't you want to fit in with them? If it is, the answer is no... I refuse to be a shallow sell-out like those others. I am beyond that.
"....And Damian, I don't FEAR your pain.... I'll FEAST upon it! You love the lights shining on you, you love to here them shout your name, you love to see your name in bright lights on the main stage that is RAW. But this week will be different, you will see that I am one of RAW’s top superstars when I spike you on your head with the even flow, and as the blood runs down your face and onto the mat……. You will feel my pain.
I'm a natural loner, but surrounded by people at the same time….The past is never far. You can try to repress it, you can try to hold it back, you can try to deny it, but it will still continue to grow... stronger and stronger….For those of you who came in late, I had an abusive childhood, but the torment I suffered is nothing compared to that of what Damian will feel this week when we step into that ring together
Every one of you craves life's pleasures, yet you don't indulge. You want to drink from ecstasy’s cup, yet you won't imbibe. You want to walk the edge, like Raven, but you're afraid to fall, so you back away, slowly, hoping no one notices your frailties, your cowardice. You wish you weren't so weak, and you hurt. Well what do you know about pain!? Try walking in my shoes. Experience my sorrow, a childhood without hope, a life without joy. But hey, at least you'll be alive. They say the Raven is the Flock's guide down alienation's barren path. But really, I walk alone.
The reason I've aligned myself with Jonny FreeMan is because he understands my suffering. He understands my pain, something Damian wouldn't know anything about. That's quite amusing Damian, you're a regular Henry Youngman. You know sometimes in life we make our own choices, and sometimes a choice is made for us, and sometimes there is no choice. You see, Damian, it's typical of you and your ilk, you and your sycophantic revellers with their fancy clothes and their middle class suburbia, with their two car garage, white picket fences, 2.3 kids, a dog, their hot pretzels and Diet Coke to make fun of people like Barrett and myself from the lower class, make fun of people like us who live in squalor and poverty. What about me!? What about Raven!? You don’t know what it's like to watch your parents beg for change. You don’t know what its like to live in a box. I never got a hotdog. What about me!?
Tonight, we expose a myth - a fantasy, a fabrication if you will. Tonight an individual that is neither dynamic, revolutionary, nor particularly groundbreaking. ie, anything but radical. Tonight, that man faces his fate, destiny and pain. No one fears the flame, like he who's been badly burned; and I am the bird of prey, who'll feast upon your rotting carcass!"
Fate is a property that meets crossroads, and I will not be held accountable for my actions. Quote the Raven nevermore
The bus stops out the front of the Raw Arena and Raven starts to walk to the entrance as the show goes to a commercial
