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~~red-x~~ · (05-09-2020)

What if everything you knew vanished.

What if the world you lived in was replaced with one huge blue screen, and you found yourself lost in a movie you couldn't get out of?

You live in a world where everything isn't always perfect, but you have the ability to make things better...

...what if you lost that ability?

What if you found yourself in a world where the decisions you make have no true bearing?

What if you lived with fear and pain every moment of every day?

I do.
Count yourself lucky.

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::scars.R.souvenirs::

We open to a street corner, where a man in a mask leans his back against a stop sign. red-x. He smirks to himself...

"I reach out to people, they put on a front. 'nothing is wrong with this company, we're better than ever'

Fuck. You.

I've been in this hell for as long as I can remember. I'm no longer the same man I stepped into this thing as... not even the same man i was 4 months ago

I'm better.

I now realize what makes the world tick. Hate. Greed. Jealousy. Stabbing your best friend in the back just to get one step up the ladder. I've reached the point in my life where I no longer need help from a damn soul. Why should I try to make the world a better place when the world only cares about money, houses, women and fame. Why should I lend a hand to my fellow man when that same man would pass me by if I were trapped in a torture chamber and he held the key?

Again-- Fuck. You.

I no longer live in a world I have the power to help mold. I live in a world that has entrapped me and ravaged me. I'm a slave. I'm a puppet. I'm a star in a show I wish I'd never auditioned for. This is no life, I have no true home. I have broken dreams and lost visions. Visions that seemed beautiful and filled with opportunity and success... all fallen along the way. I no longer had the desire and passion I once did... but I'm slowly rebuilding myself. I'm slowly inching my way to breaking through this bubble... and when I do?

Beware.

You've all had your chances.
Chances run out.

See you all sooner than you think.
Adieu."

red glares at the camera... before brushing past it. We pan to find graffiti sprayed across the brick wall, reading in blood red--

1_W33K ~ 7 Days

"i have lost pretty much every match i've been a part of. One win and seven losses. By now I'm on a losing streak when i had planned on rolling through the roster. Instead of inciting fear, i've instigated laughter. instead of inflicting pain, i've invoced annoyance, instead of inducing a new era and yielding a revolution, i've pissed off an entire roster.... All of that is a secret to none, as well as a problem that might even kill me in the end.... but i plan on taking those losses and using them to do whatever it takes to rip that belt from Felix Jones.... I don't care who you are, what you do, what makes you tick. All I care about is getting the best you ya got, whether you're facing me or standing at my side. People don't allow themselves to be the best they can be, instead? They shove that better side deep down below and force it to remain.

Not me. No more.

I returned to the XWF to make a name for myself, instead of playing the joke. I have this belief you see, in the words of Jenn Stone;

Why do we accept our own mediocrity, when our own excellence is right there?"

The truth is, we never know ourselves fully and completely till we follow that road less traveled. Step by step, we solidify our futures. In the XWF, you either make your prescence felt, put in work and make an impact... or sooner rather later, you fade out as the next prospect takes their aim. In this machine, we are all replaceable... but it doesn't have to be that way. When you stake that claim, bring yourself out of the shell and become who you were always meant to be, you become something that ISN'T disposable... you become an entity. Entitys are for forever, they're immortal, long after the body fades the name remains, the spirit. People are more than flesh and blood, I believe there's this inner most essence that continues to grow long after we are lain to rest.

And that's what I want to be.

I want for my name to remain in the halls for decades to come. I do not wish to continue selling my soul to those feelings which lay beneath, those feelings of inadequacy, feeling as if I'll never win the big one... As if I should just hang up my boots and move along. No more. I signed my name on the dotted line, and come WarFare? I will make an impact that will be felt around the world. And I WILL walk away with the second most prestigious title in the goddamned company. XWF, don't settle for less. Don't give in to everyone else's demands, don't lower your sights any more than what you KNOW you deserve. You can be a warrior.... or you can surrender. NEVER, ever, surrender. This is your life... make it count.

~ + ~

::d-day::

Why do I do this to myself, every time. Just when I hit my stride, I fall into my same ways, and end up in the same circle I did before.

Lost.

This isn't a life to be lived. This is a life to encourage a meeting with one's maker, sooner rather than later. I have no escape... at least, not an easily presentable one... But I am indeed ready. Ready to do what must be done to rise from the ash and etch my name in the history books. We can't just allow our lives to be dictated to us by the upper crust. Men like Donald Trump and Vincent Lane don't care about you, they don't care about me, they don't care about us.

But we can rise up. Together.

Take the reigns, be you, fight back, never EVER assimilate. Just as I've returned to this place under the guise of a mask, I've realized the roster is still filled to the brim with people who don't understand what it is to truly be alive, to be human... they're all a flock of name-calling lemmings. Following the school-yard level bullies who've come before. But it is those who rise above and make their own way apart from the norm... it is THEY who show the world exactly why I love this place.

Family.

Most of the faces I remember have gone on to other things. Which leaves a hole in my heart, and a flood of cheap, second rate "superstars" with less talent than drez or taco the talking pig. And then, there are those whose time has come and long gone, and they're still holding on to those last breaths of energy. This place NEEDS a revolution, bad. It needs a clan of warriors willing to reshape this big ball of mediocrity into something that a gal like Egyptian Snow or a guy like John Austin or Jonathyn Brown could be proud of. We're dropping down into the gutter faster than ever, and if we don't change now?

We'll be lost forever.

I find myself at the crossroads. I can continue to live the life I've lived, stuck in a rut, running around in circles. Or? I can change who I've allowed myself to become. I'm but a bitter, spiteful, pessimistic shell of what I once was. The reason I talk down to the lot of you is because you don't see the truth, you don't see the future or the grand scheme, you see the past. A past I've lived and at the present I find myself still living. I know how people can be. I know how I myself can be, and though I wish to change, though I wish to be better, I must still remind you all... D-Day is upon us. Be ready. Be prepared.....

Beware.

....and Believe.

~ + ~

::redX-treme::

"Listen to the beating of your own heart.

"Its pace is a sign.

"You're alive.

"And I am....for now."

We open to a darkened room, where all that can be seen is the face of the XWF's newest lurker-- red-x. Through whatever means he's aquired, he has sent out message after message, preparing for his eventual arrival. He continues to speak.

"This is a world that shunned me. A world that took me in, used me up, and spit me out. There is no division between truth and opinion here, I was SCREWED by this place simply due to who I am on the in and outside. XWF? Fuck you. I love you. Frenemies 4Life"

x reaches up, grabs hold of a dangling chain, and pulls down. A light illuminates the room, and we find x standing amongst a small, white-walled room filled to the brim with boxes. x reaches into one and pulls out a framed photo, one displaying XWF icon Alexandra Callaway, along with stars Mystic and Eli James the 4th. X delicately places the photo back in the box, before pulling out another... Peter Gilmour, Sebastian Duke and Unknown Soldier. He smiles unto himself, before putting the picture back in its place. He smirks and gazes into the camera's lens.

"Long gone days, not-so-forgetten memories of men and women like Hunter Payne, LJ Havok and Minxs. I wish for those days to return, yet I cringe every time I think of them. Hate mixed with love, this place welcomed me in, but I buried myself in the grave I carved with my own two hands. If only I had the mindframe I have now, things would have been different. I would have appreciated things and people more, I wouldn't have shoved my foot in my mouth. I wouldn't have forced their hand.

"I would have prayed.

"Prayer, believing, faith... these things change the scape we call home. And it is with these that we forge our own fates. I love an entity that allows me to put food in my mouth, a roof over my head, and my feet into a pair of boots marked with their initials. I'm talking about an entity... a woman... that led me to returning the first time. The woman that gives me a reason to believe in myself, to believe I can do whatever I set my mind to. That I'm worth everything and should settle for nothing less. That I deserve to live my own life, that happiness is all but within my grasp as long as I see things through and make my dreams a reality.

"Mom... I love you. Wherever you are... thank you. And happy Mother's Day.

"We all need something or someone to believe in. We can't believe in our Chairman, we can't believe in our Champion, hell, we can't believe in atLEAST half the roster... what's left? Ourselves. Those who are ready for the next step. Those who are primed for evolution and revolution and allow me one minute to refresh your memories-- It is we that control our destinies, but is those whom we place our faith in who help direct the roads we travel to get there. And some are paved with bad intentions. And Felix, not if, but WHEN I take that title, I'll rename it.... the redX-treme title has a ring to it, wouldn't you say?

"XWF... beware."

X's smirk vanishes...

"And pray."

...he then lifts his hand up, grabs the chain, and pulls it down abruptly, plunging the room into murky darkness.

Quote:Me and My Shadow
By: Jennifer Stone

"Each of us has two people sharing their namesake. One person is the being who walks around and who interacts with the rest of the known world. The other is the one we wished walked the earth. Both share similarities. They are virtually the same in essence, but one is the improvement of the other. Very few folks bring out this 2.0 version of themselves. It usually resides forever in the wishful minds of those that long to improve themselves. It frustrates us to no avail. We feel the ultimate version of ourselves is forever trapped by our fear and indolence. Yet we are comfortable letting it stay in our self made confinement.

Why do we accept our own mediocrity, when our own excellence is right there?"

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