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#NOW, pt.1 [There's a time and a place to die. But this ain't it.] - Rain - 09-18-2013
[ooc note: the proceeding video is actually a music vid. please let it play... and watch. the intro is a clip i recorded the other day, when it was raining. i woke up, saw that it was, and i just HAD to film a bit of footage with my cell. i used that as the beginning to this vid. the video that follows that is a mash-up (video, not audio) i created from various music vids, set to "now" by paramore. and i also edited a voice sample of michael jackson into the start, and one of cm punk at the end. i saw this vision in my head... and i made it happen. please, enjoy...]
[ooc note #2: after watching the above --
-- press play. and read. thank you.]
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< < the screen fades in from a commercial for TrollGate Chocolatey Grease Toothpaste... we find a black void. and then....... > >
< < ... pentatonix, featurning lindsey strling, comes in through the speakers, with their rendition of 'radioactive' by imagine dragons. and with that, text begins to filter in...> >
"Don't try to take this from me--
Don't try to take this from me--
-- Now.
Feels like I've waken from the dead
And everyone's been waitin' on me.
'Least now I'll never have to wonder
What it's like to sleep a year away.
But were we indestructible?
I thought that we could brave it all.
I never thought that what would take me out--
Was hiding down below...
... Wish I could find a crystal ball
For the days I feel completely worthless.
You know I'd use it all for good,
I would not take it for granted.
Instead, I'd have some memories
For the days I don't feel anything.
At least, they would remind me--
Not to make the same mistakes again.
Lost the battle? Win the war.
I'm bringing my sinking ship back to the shore.
We're starting over... we head back in.
There's a time and a place to die,
But this ain't it.
If there's a future?
We want it... #NOW."
< <... clips from promos off the xwf live feed begin to roll ...> >
http://xwf99.com/showthread.php?tid=6229
"And so... it begins."
The raYne Storm Said:Naz'... I honestly couldn't care LESS about what you WISH for me to call you. I'm calling you Naz'. One? Because I give everyone nicknames, dude. It's just who "iAm". And secondly... you haven't earned my respect. So you won't be hearing me utter the word 'sir' in your direction any time soon. Seriously, you can talk about what you've done in the past... but the past isn't what matters. It's what happens... in this moment of now. Show me something NOW? Now that The raYne Storm has arrived? And you'll earn my respect...
http://xwf99.com/showthread.php?tid=6531
"In the face of defeat one must sometimes fall before they can ultimately rise."
N.A.Z.i. Said:Nathaniel wanted the masses destined for death to be terrified for their impending annihilation. Yet who could fear the man who was responsible for the foolishness of Nazi-Mania? That one term changed all that Nathaniel had hoped to accomplish into nothing more than a joke. The weak should be afraid of him and his master plan wasn't a joke!
He wasn't a joke!
"What's the difference between a Jew and a pizza?"
"Pizzas don't scream when they are put in the oven!"
Ahahahahahaha!
No.
This had to end now.
Nathaniel stood up and marched straight for the stage. His eyes deadset and locked on Adolph Hitler. Nathaniel reached his hand into the back waistband of his pants and pulled out his Luger P08 pistol. With a tight lipped frown and his pistol pointed straight at Hitler's head, Nathaniel proceeded up onto the stage. Hitler gasped and cried out in fear while Nathaniel shook his head as a look of disgust crossed his face.
You disgust me. Racial separatism isn't a joke. It shouldn't be funny. I don't find it funny. It's my way of life. It's what I Believe in. The pure, white and proud deserve to dominate the lower and unworthy pieces of filth. It's survival of the fittest. Pathetic, lackluster, mongrels....shouldn't be allowed to have free rides. The scum of the Earth shouldn't think it's their god given right to shit all over the proud white man. You may have had a good idea mein fuhrer but you were too weak and you let your emotions get the best of you. You failed. I won't allow failure to be an option. I won't let my dream die just because I failed to beat one severely, mentally disturbed girl. One small failure is but a lesson in the long run. It tells me I allowed myself to weaken, to lose sight of my goals. It shows me that I need to buckle down and never allow something like that to happen again. The time for jokes are through. No more joking. This revolting farce ends now!
Nathaniel fired his pistol and Adolph Hitler dropped. As Nathaniel looked down at Hitler's motionless corpse....a hush falls over the audience. An eerie quiet that was almost deafening blanketed the entire bar as Nathaniel turns and finds a spotlight is directed right at him.
My name is Nathaniel Adolph Zachary Idenhaus and you all are here with me now.
Death...hell....not even the devil himself will falter my path. I will claim my victory. You hear me....nothing will stand in my way. Nothing will stop me.
I will not fail again!
N.A.Z.i. Said:With that exclamation Nathaniel sat up with a start.
"It has to start somewhere. It has to start sometime.
What better place than here? What better time... than--
"In your beauty, I've known the how.
Of timeless bliss. This moment of--
"Do I have everybody's attention--
#NOW."
~ R.A.T.M.
~ M.J.
~ C.M.
*static*
...
..
.
Blood continues to pour from the gaping wound. Life is escaping him... he's dying. So close to reclaiming glory, after all the loss he's suffered in his life... he didn't want it to end this way. Not this way...
... he hears a voice. He sees a face. Words come forth from his own lips, but it almost seems as if someone else is speaking them...
'r-r-radio... you're so adorable...'
He fell in love the first time he'd seen the man from outer space. He seemed shy in a way... a shy strength. He seemed... different.
'someone unplug him... please.'
He heard these words. He didn't want to... but he did. He saw the extraterrestrial Superstar stare back at him... disgust etched in his expression. Radio walked away, the doctors doing as he had requested. He was on the verge of death.
Then he was pulled back.
"GAT DAMMIT, PLUG THAT THING BACK IN!!!"
$hane heard a familiar voice... a very familiar voice...
... it was Tony. Tony Spaghetti. $hane's lover.
And the man who saved his life.
raYne heard Tony scream at the surgeons to plug in the machine... he smiled. And once they did as Tony demanded... he drifted off into a peaceful slumber, awaiting the operation to be completed. Tony glared at the doctors...
He spoke. "Do no harm. You RAT BASTARDS... hypocritical oath is more like it. You fuckers were about to let this man DIE because some fuckin' ALIEN asked you to? You make me sick." The doctors stared at Tony in fright, continuing their work at his command. "This man...", Tony looked at raYne... his raw anger turning to passion, "this man has been there for me through thick and thin, for a decade STRAIGHT... yeah, he's used me for sex. But when I needed him?", Tony looks back toward the doctors, "I mean when I really NEEDED him? He was there for me.", then, Tony returns his gaze to $hane. "It's about time I returned the favor."
"...save me from the Nothing I've become..."
#wake_me_up
The surgeons worked dilligently, eventuallty introducing a core that could keep him going till they had the equipment to fully finish the job. Tony thanked them for their efforts, and as raYne awoke... his eyes slowly fluttered open, and an image stood before him. Hazy at first... but then slowly, his eyes re-focused... and he saw him.
"Tony! I KNEW it was you... Darling... you came for me. You traveled all the way into the reaches of outer space... to save me. You... you're my knight in shining armor. You--"
*SMACK!!!*
"... you just slapped me?!", exclaimed raYne, holding a palm to the red mark left on the side of his face. "What the hell, man?!"
"raYne... that's for slapping me a few days before your match."
raYne thinks for a second... then the memory returns...
$hane-o-mac 3ry Said:raYne sits at his dining table... a table resembling that of which would carry the feasts of medieval kings and queens, and their many followers. But at this particular oakwood table, there sits only raYne, and on the opposite end, Tony... who looks as if he's about to cry.
"Tony, what on Earth is the matter with you?"
"... YOU PROMISED ME A HAND JOB!!! raaaaYneee... dammit... YOU'RE NOT STRETCH ARMSTRONG, YA KNOW! ... Gahhh..."
Tony whines, which drives raYne crazy... he drops his face into his palms. "Tony... I-- gat dammit..." raYne lifts his head up... and smiles.
Before crawling underneath the table.
The sound of rustling is heard coming from below the table... Tony looks quizically before him... wondering what exactly it is raYne is up to.
"raYne..."
A few chairs can be seen moving... as the noises come closer and closer to Tony's end of the table... the chairs continue to move... until--
"raYne... raY-- ... uh... oh...
... hmmm...
... mmmmmmm...
... *purrs* oh gosh...
Now I remember... why I've been putting up with your attitude the past... ten... years..."
A new set of noises begin to come from underneath the table... ones we won't go into detail about... Tony has a much larger smile spread across his face than he did earlier... his eyes begin to roll into the back of his head, he places his hands on the table, and digs into its surface... when, suddenly--
*CHOMP*
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?! OW, OW, OW, OWWW... SHIT!"
raYne pulls himself out from underneath the table... a white substance dribbling down his chin... along with a red one...
"MY GOD, RAYNE, WHAT THE FUCK?! You just BIT ME! What the HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"
"Hey... I told you. I was hungry. And I wanted spaghetti. So? I ate Spaghetti."
"... you filthy, rotten son-of-a-bitch..."
*SMACK*
"GAT DAMMIT!", Tony holds a palm to the side of his face, which raYne just slapped with all his might... "Lemme guess... that was for me callin' your mom a bitch."
"Hell no. That witch left me when I was eight, fuck her... No, hun. That was because I love you. Nothing more, nothing less."
raYne promptly sits in Tony's lap, and wraps his arms around his beloved boy toy. raYne smiles precociously, and nuzzles his head close to Tony's shoulder.
"... Love hurts like a mother fucker, don't it raYne."
"Yes, Tony... yes it does."
raYne soaks in the memory... remembering that entire day... watching his huge tv screen, seeing himself "inside the darkness"... beating a man senseless with his ever handy black baseball bat. Tony interrupts raYne's train of thought--
"$hane... I slapped you because I love you... just as you said. I did it... because you need to wake the FUCK up." raYne looks at Tony, his face displaying a bewildered expression. "raYne... where is that man I once knew? Where the HELL is 'Reeve FUCKING Gordon'? The man that clipped the Dragon's wings? The man that bled the Dhampir dry? The man that took on an entire UNDERGROUND with only the help of a fat guy from Brooklyn and a kid by the name of Mystic?
"raYne... I'll tell you where he is. He's bitching. He's whining. And he's complaining. As he has been fah THREE fuckin' years. Babe, if anyone knows you... if ANYONE understands you? It's me. I've been there with you, every single step of the way. But I have seen you reach the highest of highs... till you ALLOWED yourself tah get knocked back down. And three years ago," Tony holds up three fingers, and raYne lowers his head, knowing exactly where this is headed. "Three fuckin' years ago... when that BITCH Anjellica broke ya damn heart? You know who I'm talkin' about, don'tcha $hane. Anjellica Padilla. The chick you thought, fah sure, more than ANYONE in ya entire life, was "the one"... ya spent four years together. Ya gave her everything. Ya longest relationship since Alexis. You changed your LIFE for that broad. And what did she do?"
raYne's lip begins to quiver... "Answer me, raYne, what did she do?"
raYne answers, but in a whisper... "She slept with Bass...", rayne shakes his head slowly, lost in the dreadful memory, almost as if lost in a trance, "... my ex-best friend. The same man that slept with Alexis..."
"You're damn right. And you know why, $hane?"
"Because I'm too girly... because I spend too much time writing... because--"
"-- NO. N-to-the-mother-fuckin'-O. raYne... it ain't any ah that 'I suck, why would anybody love me' BULLSHIT. Fuck that. You know DAMN good and well the reason. It's this. This attitude. This constant, incessant black hole you commit to residing in. Bro... you're LIVING IN A VOID... and you REFUSE to pull yourself out. And anybody that comes along for the ride is either sucked in and lost along with you... or they have to escape. And that means leaving the picture. That means saying goodbye to a person that I KNOW can be one of the absolute BEST fucking people I have ever met. But when you're in that void? You can be the death of anyone you're close to. Do you know how many times I've been close to leaving? But I haven't. And ya wanna know why?"
"Why..."
"It's cuz ah that, man..." Tony places a finger over raYne's heart... right above the glowing core. "That right there. As long as there is a beat in that fuckin' thing? I ain't goin' nowhere."
raYne shows the slightest hint of a smile... and sheds a tear. "I can be my own plague... or my own antidote. Jennifer Stone..."
"You're damn right. I was watchin' an episode of Raw from last year... 2012. Right after Cena lost to Dwayne. Edge showed up. He got in John's face. And he told him... wake up.
"... raYne. I'm tellin' ya the same damn thing. I know what you can do. I KNOW who you are, underneath all this bullshit you've been displayin' since ya returned to the business. I know what you can make happen when you're driven.
"... I think it's about fuckin' time you remember. And I'm gonna do every gat damn thing in my power to make sure you don't forget again."
raYne takes in a deep breath... before releasing. He looks up at Tony. "... make it so, numero uno."
Tony smiles... and the two walk out the door of the E.R. Change is in the air...
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