"Rebe"--...whoops, I mean 'Maverick'. Dude, someone here said it not too long ago and I'll repeat it right now. Pick a name. Keep it. Simple, isn't it Simon? And by the way, the reason I don't refer to said person by their name is because from now on, I shall call them by the name they deserve. He who shall not be given a fuck about. I'd be remiss if I didn't return the favor he so galantly presented upon me. Maybe he'll give me a go with his daughter, who knows, and more importantly, who the fuck cares?"
The camera bleeds in from a kaledeiscope of color, a transmission hijacking the promoted Shane announcement. We see Reeve standing by the door to a Wendy's resteraunt. He lifts up the rebelliously square-meated burger to his mouth, takes out a huge bite, before wrapping it up. He lowers down, legs bent before him, as he places the burger to his side. His face is smeared half-hazardly with Joker-style paint, circa Heath Ledger in the Dark Knight. From head to toe, black and red-- Trippz, hatchet man hockey jersey, alternating nails, Sketchers, and oddly enough, a light tube.
"Mav... you don't know me as well as you seemingly think you do. You have rocks in your head, brah. I'm not Kruzifix. Name's Reeve FUCKING Gordon. Kruz may have been a friend in the recent past, but that's where the story ends. You really need to do your research, kid. And Axl was the champ, not him. This whole fed has its head stuck up its ass and it's because of bullshit like that that it remains so. The title was vacated. I found it in the trash just like the greats Foley and Hacksaw before me. The rest is history. I'm holding it so I can give it some credibility. Kinda like Petey did with the 24/7 belt... only better. Cuz I'm me.
"I've been labeled a joke far too many times in my life span. So help me if you call me that once again, I will end you in your tracks. Believe me. And by the way? If you check a little history every now and then, you'll realize, I faced the World Champion back in the day in another fed, early 2K, didn't win. But it was a triple cage, and right after my opponent, my childhood hero Javex Valerius pulled down the strap, I shoved him down from the very top ceiling to the ramp below, crushing his vertebrae in seven places. So if you're truly bitching about this match being a waste of time? You're already guaranteeing a loss.
"Gold does not a champion make.
"Two words; Roddy Piper. I rest my case."
Reeve stands, and immediately comes nose to nose with someone...
"Hey! Got your text from a while back. As soon as we iron out a few things, I guess we're both off the singles market. Love ya, Reevie"
Reeve: Casey--ER, I mean Elias--NO, Tony, yeah, that's the ticket. Why don't you clock me in the skull with this light tube.
"...Huh?"
Reeve: Well, when people are hit with stuff on TV, they forget things. Maybe this'll make me forget about the tripe that was Maverick's pro--
*SMASH*
Reeve falls down.
"THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!"
"Well, you do tend to go on rants from time to time. Just felt like taking a page from Barney Fife and nipping it in he bud."
Reeve: Who the hell is Barney Fife?
"...You know, on the Andy Griffith Show."
Reeve: Who?
".... Besides, I like breaking things and smashing things... putting the two together's just too irresistable, ya know?"
"...Fuck you."
Reeve: AND GAWD DAMMIT FREDERCK, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH MINISTRY OF MAGIC?! XD
... yeah, there's that whole 'hating eachother and avoiding eachother at all costs" thingy. Nevermind. .-.
--tbc--
"Yeah, it's been a ride. i guess I had to go to that place to get to this one...."
"You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em, but you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em, Cause ain't no way I'ma let you stop me from causing mayhem When I say I'ma do something I do it, I don't give a damn what you think, I'm doing this for me... I'ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony... "Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club Or the corner pub, and lift the whole liquor counter up, Cause I'm raising the bar I'd shoot for the moon but I'm too busy gazing at stars. I feel amazing and I'm not afraid, To take a stand, Everybody, Come take my hand, We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm... And I just can't keep living this way, so starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage, I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons, I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground, I've had enough, now I'm so fed up, Time to put my life back together right now.
"Just letting you know that you're not alone, Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road."
--Em, "Not Afraid"
iAm fluid... my gender, my sexuality, my personality...
as fluid as the drops of water pouring down upon us from the heavens above
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