Ticking Away
(The hand is almost at midnight as the clock reads. The large Grandfather clocks ticks of the seconds loudly as the camera pulls back. Smiling back Jarod Poe sits in a carved wooden chair and smiles. He looks up at the tall clock and back towards the camera. He slowly removes his leather jacket and lies it upon his lap. His sits back in the chair and relaxes. He extends an index finger upward and motions the camera to move forward. He holds the finger to his lips)
Poe: SSSSHHHH!!!!! Listen...can you hear that?
(He pauses for a moment and all that can be heard is the clock ticking)
Poe: Did you hear that? That's time ticking away. That's our lives wasting away. The the hours, minutes and seconds till our time comes. Only for all who have spoken recently...well we have a different destination. Soon it won't be this clock bell ringing...it will be a ring bell. It won't signal the end of time or even the moment of our death. It will however put an end to ALL the hype and FINALLY let our actions speak
(Jarod stands and places his jacket over his shoulder. He lays his palm flat on the clock and leans into it)
Poe: {{glances up}} There it goes...can't stop it. Can't deny it...now matter how hard we try. Yet even as our hour grows near...many thing are still left up on the air. Take for instance you Jobbor. Or should I say...THE AMERICON!!!
(Poe slides his hand down, folds his arms and laughs)
Poe: Always the joker...usually the joke. It's almost hard to tell when your being serious. {{shrugs}} But, hey I'll play along. I'll amuse myself. It seems to futile attempts to get under my skin have left you to chase a new target. {{laughs}} I guess Cruz does make himself a great big target though. ((shakes his finger}} Yet your not innocent yourself. After all I'm more familiar with you then all of the others.
(Jarod lowers his arms)
Poe: Look I'm not sure what kick your on now Jobbor. Nor do I really care...you can change your name, wrap the package in any colored bow you wan, it won't change the fact the bag is full of crap. so go ahead Jobbor...snap your fingers...flex that great big arm of yours. So us the true power of your might.
(Jarod pauses and shrugs his shoulders)
Poe: After all I've ben in the ring with you. I know where I stand. I've pinned your shoulders to the mat. Hell I've even rolled those eys of yours right into the back of your head
(Jarod chuckles for a moment)
Poe: Sorry, but that was particularly enjoyable for me. I mena it not very often I get to nail someone with "The Fading Light" just for the hell of it. Yet...for you...I'll make that exception any time. However don't think my focus is soley on you. Hell there's plenty of energy to be saved for you Doe? Are yuo still with us? Has my constent challenge made you mute? Has questioning every thing you stand for left you silient? Or have you sat back and thought of some more clever way to threaten me in the ring. You know beyond "my dad can beat up your dad" It would be more original then the terrible future of getting my ass kicked
(Jarod holds his palm flat)
Poe: See not shaking a bit. Not the slighest tremble. I imigine good ole Hacker can't say the same. After all the thought of a flurecent tube falling on my head during a work-out would certainly leave my nerves shot
I do hope your feeling better though. No...I really do. After all it would be a damn shame for all your pain and suffering to occour out of the ring. So I say bandage yourself up. Get Data to drag you too ringside and join in on the fun. after all that weight room isn't going to be the only wrong place at the wrong time for you this week.
(Jarod up at the clock and smiles)
Poe: In fact it's coming closer by the minute. ah, but it's not just you. There's Finnegan, Cruz and who knows who else might show up.
(Jarod lowers and shakes his head)
Poe: won't mater though. See I'm going to be there...be there to the very end. Then it will be just me and whomever is my unlucky victim. That's when the fun begins. after all I'm not one for battle royals, but one-on-one. well I'm game. That's why I can't wait. I really can't. It's got to be one of you. I'm really not choosey, but if it was just down to you and me Jobbor?
(Jarod smiles and laughs)
Poe: Well that wouldn't be terrible.
(Jarod looks up at the clock and it strikes midnight loudly. He pauses as the bells chimeand taps his hand on the clock)
Poe: Time is ticking boys and it's running out on all of us
(Jarod turns his back and walks away. The camera closes in on the ticking clock)
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(The hand is almost at midnight as the clock reads. The large Grandfather clocks ticks of the seconds loudly as the camera pulls back. Smiling back Jarod Poe sits in a carved wooden chair and smiles. He looks up at the tall clock and back towards the camera. He slowly removes his leather jacket and lies it upon his lap. His sits back in the chair and relaxes. He extends an index finger upward and motions the camera to move forward. He holds the finger to his lips)
Poe: SSSSHHHH!!!!! Listen...can you hear that?
(He pauses for a moment and all that can be heard is the clock ticking)
Poe: Did you hear that? That's time ticking away. That's our lives wasting away. The the hours, minutes and seconds till our time comes. Only for all who have spoken recently...well we have a different destination. Soon it won't be this clock bell ringing...it will be a ring bell. It won't signal the end of time or even the moment of our death. It will however put an end to ALL the hype and FINALLY let our actions speak
(Jarod stands and places his jacket over his shoulder. He lays his palm flat on the clock and leans into it)
Poe: {{glances up}} There it goes...can't stop it. Can't deny it...now matter how hard we try. Yet even as our hour grows near...many thing are still left up on the air. Take for instance you Jobbor. Or should I say...THE AMERICON!!!
(Poe slides his hand down, folds his arms and laughs)
Poe: Always the joker...usually the joke. It's almost hard to tell when your being serious. {{shrugs}} But, hey I'll play along. I'll amuse myself. It seems to futile attempts to get under my skin have left you to chase a new target. {{laughs}} I guess Cruz does make himself a great big target though. ((shakes his finger}} Yet your not innocent yourself. After all I'm more familiar with you then all of the others.
(Jarod lowers his arms)
Poe: Look I'm not sure what kick your on now Jobbor. Nor do I really care...you can change your name, wrap the package in any colored bow you wan, it won't change the fact the bag is full of crap. so go ahead Jobbor...snap your fingers...flex that great big arm of yours. So us the true power of your might.
(Jarod pauses and shrugs his shoulders)
Poe: After all I've ben in the ring with you. I know where I stand. I've pinned your shoulders to the mat. Hell I've even rolled those eys of yours right into the back of your head
(Jarod chuckles for a moment)
Poe: Sorry, but that was particularly enjoyable for me. I mena it not very often I get to nail someone with "The Fading Light" just for the hell of it. Yet...for you...I'll make that exception any time. However don't think my focus is soley on you. Hell there's plenty of energy to be saved for you Doe? Are yuo still with us? Has my constent challenge made you mute? Has questioning every thing you stand for left you silient? Or have you sat back and thought of some more clever way to threaten me in the ring. You know beyond "my dad can beat up your dad" It would be more original then the terrible future of getting my ass kicked
(Jarod holds his palm flat)
Poe: See not shaking a bit. Not the slighest tremble. I imigine good ole Hacker can't say the same. After all the thought of a flurecent tube falling on my head during a work-out would certainly leave my nerves shot
I do hope your feeling better though. No...I really do. After all it would be a damn shame for all your pain and suffering to occour out of the ring. So I say bandage yourself up. Get Data to drag you too ringside and join in on the fun. after all that weight room isn't going to be the only wrong place at the wrong time for you this week.
(Jarod up at the clock and smiles)
Poe: In fact it's coming closer by the minute. ah, but it's not just you. There's Finnegan, Cruz and who knows who else might show up.
(Jarod lowers and shakes his head)
Poe: won't mater though. See I'm going to be there...be there to the very end. Then it will be just me and whomever is my unlucky victim. That's when the fun begins. after all I'm not one for battle royals, but one-on-one. well I'm game. That's why I can't wait. I really can't. It's got to be one of you. I'm really not choosey, but if it was just down to you and me Jobbor?
(Jarod smiles and laughs)
Poe: Well that wouldn't be terrible.
(Jarod looks up at the clock and it strikes midnight loudly. He pauses as the bells chimeand taps his hand on the clock)
Poe: Time is ticking boys and it's running out on all of us
(Jarod turns his back and walks away. The camera closes in on the ticking clock)
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