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Just another brick in the wall - JackCain - 04-21-2017

**Jack Cain watches Super Mario's promo on his TV in a dilapidated apartment. Rain beats on the window outside and thunder can be heard in the distance. On the desk next to him are a knuckleduster and dirtsheet profiles of Outlaw Brian Harris and The Ultimate. He holds a third in his had, with a profile of his final Battle Royal opponent, Super Mario. Mario's picture is ringed in red.**

Been readin' a lot about you Mario. Been hearin' the stories. Been talkin to the guys you used to put the squeeze on. They ain't too far away from me. Surprising how much people will tell you wiht the right persuasion.

They all tell me the same thing: "You don't mess with this guy, he's dangerous", "Mario's a psycho, man, he ain't right, you go up against him, you're gonna be in a world of hurt", "Mario ain't normal, man, he don't feel pain, you beat on him, he just keeps gettin' up, coming back at ya till you got nothing left."

So I keep askin', to see if there's anyone this guy is afraid of - and it turns out there isn't. So I gotta have some respect for a guy who puts the fear of God into everyone they meet. But then I think why is he doin', what he's doin'?

And I thought about, it, and I got the answer - he's doin' it for himself. He's just another guy, who wants his piece of the pie. Don't think of anyone but himself.

So he's just another brick in the wall. He's another gangbanger who wants a gold tooth and a chrome Ferrari. And I start to think, maybe he hits hard, but maybe he don't have any conviction about what he does, because he's just the same as all the rest.

You can smash my knees, I'll still keep comin'. You can break my arms, I'll still keep comin'. You can keep beatin' on me all day long "Super" Mario, and I'll still keep comin' for you.

You have to go to a place where you don't feel the pain. Where you shut out all the voices that say "stop", where you keep puttin' one foot in front of the other just to stay alive, and when you just don't care anymore whether or not you win or lose. You go to any lengths to stop feelin' your own pain, so you can inflict it on someone else.

And you think that maybe, if you beat someone else enough, then your own pain will stop - but it never does. It doesn't. Ever. Stop. But beatin' on people like you? It does at least stop it for a while, so I have to make do with that.

I have to make do with kickin' you so hard, I can hear your muscles tear, with punchin' you so hard, I can hear the cartilage break, with twisting your limbs so much, I can hear the bones snap.

So if you think I'm scared of your video game shit, and your gangsta rap, and your tinfoil title belt, get your fuckin' head on, because I'm comin' for you, and I ain't gonna stop, until Luigi and the Princess are cryin' their eyes out at your hospital bedside.


**Jack Cain screws up the dirtsheet, grabs the knuckleduster, and leaves**