TBirdSCIL
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Redemption vs. Jarod Poe
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DocKGB
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(FADEIN: Redemption feeding birds in a yard in front of a church, he throws the bird seed around for a while before he finally begins to speak.)
REDEPTION: Poe...I don't know you very well, all I saw in the ring, was a brave man, a tough man, a man who is not afraid of a challenge and when he accepts one, he stares it down and masters it...I respect you for what I have seen of you so far...So I do hope we have an honorable match between two men, who seek to find out who is the better man, who is the stronger man and who can take the other's best shot, and not have his shoulders laying on the mat for three long seconds...I will tell you this Poe...I have a drive you can not even BEGIN to understand, my need for this victory, for this title...For REDEMPTION is so great...I do indeed doubt you will be able to stop me...A steel chair to the head only stunned you...But I my friend am far more then mere brute force...There is a lot more to me then you know...And there is a long road ahead of me...Leading to my...Redemption...<FADEOUT>
(FADEIN: Redemption feeding birds in a yard in front of a church, he throws the bird seed around for a while before he finally begins to speak.)
REDEPTION: Poe...I don't know you very well, all I saw in the ring, was a brave man, a tough man, a man who is not afraid of a challenge and when he accepts one, he stares it down and masters it...I respect you for what I have seen of you so far...So I do hope we have an honorable match between two men, who seek to find out who is the better man, who is the stronger man and who can take the other's best shot, and not have his shoulders laying on the mat for three long seconds...I will tell you this Poe...I have a drive you can not even BEGIN to understand, my need for this victory, for this title...For REDEMPTION is so great...I do indeed doubt you will be able to stop me...A steel chair to the head only stunned you...But I my friend am far more then mere brute force...There is a lot more to me then you know...And there is a long road ahead of me...Leading to my...Redemption...<FADEOUT>
The Beast is Born
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Aug-09-02 AT 01:48 AM (EDT)]Our scene opens on a warm day in the heat of Detroit, Michigan. The sun sits high in the sky cooking the tall steel structures and baking the population below. The air is thick the humidity high and blended with the elements spewed forth from the factories. On a small corner not too far away from old Tiger Stadium is a small store front the stylized words above the door read "Detriot Tattoos" The camera moves inside and pans around. A small waiting room greets you, it's walls covered with designs of hundreds of tattoos. There's a few chairs for customers to wait...two of them lay empty the third occupied by a bald man with an angry look. A tattoo of flame flashes back over his bald head. To the left and right are closed curtain rooms where customers are granted privacy for more personal work. On the one open room a man sits back in a chair almost prone. The camera moves in closer...sitting back dressed in shorts and a pair of sneakers he lays back as the tattooist works away on his upper thigh. Upon his chest are the portraits of three people. One the picture of a beautiful women drown in black and white with only her hair done on flaming red. On the other side the faces of two small children an innocent look upon them, thier eyes staring back in blue. Under the two pictures a simple phrase done in gothic writing "Life is Pain" the camera moves up to see Jared Poe looking back...his blue eyes starring forward.)
Poe: Wow...Jack did say you guys would follow me just about anywhere. *smiles* I guess you should never distrust the word of Violence Jack. So your here...here to feed the hype machine for my next match. *nods his head* It's really not my thing, but I guess just part of the job. You know I find it funny...it's as if some great cosmic joke is being played on me. First I get to face off with a man who has the balls to call himself "God's Gift" *smiles* A name he so poorly lived up too and now of all people when that bell rings I stare across the ring at a man who calls himself Redemption. *laughs* that's the last thing that I am seeking. However if I must face Redemption...something that I actually looked for for quite sometime...I now get my chance to literlly fight it *snickers* with every amount of brute force I can muster.
(He pauses as the buzzing needle of the tattooist pauses and the women looks up at him. She's an atteractive women...Raven black hair...perfect smile, clear skin...dark eyes. Only a few piercings must up a near perfect picture.)
Women: Still want the eyes in green Jarod?
Poe: Yes
(She nods in approval and the needle starts again)
Poe: I'm looking forward to our match Redemption. I'm glad you are too. *grins* Let me just say this, what you saw in the ring was just the beginning. Don't assume anything from that little display. I was only warming up when fanboy went running to the hills behind that skirt of his. I wanted to show EVERYBODY in attendence just what level I'm willing to take it to, in order to rise to the top in the GLCW. My effort was cut short by the act of a coward. I too hope you will not have the same reaction. You needn't worry about any interference...I have very few friends and none in this sport. I'm on my own when that bell rings *smiles* and I would have it no other way. You'll get your contest fair and square Redemption...just hold up your end of the deal as well.
(The needle stops and the tattoo is wiped down and cleaned. Jarod rises to his feet and walks over to a full length mirror. The camera zooms in on his upper thigh. On it is the face of a lion. It's vicious fangs bared and ready to strike. Green emerald eyes stare ferouciously back as if staring death right in the eye. As the head goes back it's mane pours out. However the mane is not made of hair...no golden locks. Instead the outlines of skulls, thier attached souls trying to escape the beast. He's devoured them whole and now try as the might to escape all is lost. No hope...no future...most of all no Redemtion for them. The camera pans back up to Jarod a rich smile upon his face)
Poe: I seek nothing in the way of Redemption in my life...although I do have my fair share of sins. I will fight it...fight it as I do everything else. When the bell rings Redemption you are my next target...my victim *smiles* Will you be my victim Redemption? Will you please? See if you do you to will know what I know so well...LIFE IS PAIN!!! It's an all knowing road of pain...that starts and ends with me once that bell rings. Your stepping into the ring with "The Torture King" Jared Poe. I thrive on the pain...I live for the feeling...it's the only kind I seem to have. How about you? Are you willing to face the pain on your road to Redmeption or is it just like your interview...all hype. *grins* Rest yourself assured with this Redemption I fully beleive in everything I say and you will to once that bell rings. Your road might have started here, but I stand before you the biggest dead end you'll ever face *snickers* In more wayd then you think.
(Jarod pauses as he flexes his thigh muscle and the face of the beast almost seems to growl. Again the camera pans up. Jared flashes his forked tongue and then curls his lips into a sadistic smile)
Poe: Respect...honor...brute force and drive. I'm glad you have that. Just remember this, my highway is a one way direction to hell for you Redemption. I've already gone looking for what you are and I found none. LIFE IS PAIN...be my victim?...
(Jarod looks down at the lion upon his leg)
Poe: FEED THE BEAST...be my victim?...Please?
(Jarod grabs his t-shirt and pulls it over his upper body. He then walks to the counter to pay)
<FTB>
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Aug-09-02 AT 01:48 AM (EDT)]Our scene opens on a warm day in the heat of Detroit, Michigan. The sun sits high in the sky cooking the tall steel structures and baking the population below. The air is thick the humidity high and blended with the elements spewed forth from the factories. On a small corner not too far away from old Tiger Stadium is a small store front the stylized words above the door read "Detriot Tattoos" The camera moves inside and pans around. A small waiting room greets you, it's walls covered with designs of hundreds of tattoos. There's a few chairs for customers to wait...two of them lay empty the third occupied by a bald man with an angry look. A tattoo of flame flashes back over his bald head. To the left and right are closed curtain rooms where customers are granted privacy for more personal work. On the one open room a man sits back in a chair almost prone. The camera moves in closer...sitting back dressed in shorts and a pair of sneakers he lays back as the tattooist works away on his upper thigh. Upon his chest are the portraits of three people. One the picture of a beautiful women drown in black and white with only her hair done on flaming red. On the other side the faces of two small children an innocent look upon them, thier eyes staring back in blue. Under the two pictures a simple phrase done in gothic writing "Life is Pain" the camera moves up to see Jared Poe looking back...his blue eyes starring forward.)
Poe: Wow...Jack did say you guys would follow me just about anywhere. *smiles* I guess you should never distrust the word of Violence Jack. So your here...here to feed the hype machine for my next match. *nods his head* It's really not my thing, but I guess just part of the job. You know I find it funny...it's as if some great cosmic joke is being played on me. First I get to face off with a man who has the balls to call himself "God's Gift" *smiles* A name he so poorly lived up too and now of all people when that bell rings I stare across the ring at a man who calls himself Redemption. *laughs* that's the last thing that I am seeking. However if I must face Redemption...something that I actually looked for for quite sometime...I now get my chance to literlly fight it *snickers* with every amount of brute force I can muster.
(He pauses as the buzzing needle of the tattooist pauses and the women looks up at him. She's an atteractive women...Raven black hair...perfect smile, clear skin...dark eyes. Only a few piercings must up a near perfect picture.)
Women: Still want the eyes in green Jarod?
Poe: Yes
(She nods in approval and the needle starts again)
Poe: I'm looking forward to our match Redemption. I'm glad you are too. *grins* Let me just say this, what you saw in the ring was just the beginning. Don't assume anything from that little display. I was only warming up when fanboy went running to the hills behind that skirt of his. I wanted to show EVERYBODY in attendence just what level I'm willing to take it to, in order to rise to the top in the GLCW. My effort was cut short by the act of a coward. I too hope you will not have the same reaction. You needn't worry about any interference...I have very few friends and none in this sport. I'm on my own when that bell rings *smiles* and I would have it no other way. You'll get your contest fair and square Redemption...just hold up your end of the deal as well.
(The needle stops and the tattoo is wiped down and cleaned. Jarod rises to his feet and walks over to a full length mirror. The camera zooms in on his upper thigh. On it is the face of a lion. It's vicious fangs bared and ready to strike. Green emerald eyes stare ferouciously back as if staring death right in the eye. As the head goes back it's mane pours out. However the mane is not made of hair...no golden locks. Instead the outlines of skulls, thier attached souls trying to escape the beast. He's devoured them whole and now try as the might to escape all is lost. No hope...no future...most of all no Redemtion for them. The camera pans back up to Jarod a rich smile upon his face)
Poe: I seek nothing in the way of Redemption in my life...although I do have my fair share of sins. I will fight it...fight it as I do everything else. When the bell rings Redemption you are my next target...my victim *smiles* Will you be my victim Redemption? Will you please? See if you do you to will know what I know so well...LIFE IS PAIN!!! It's an all knowing road of pain...that starts and ends with me once that bell rings. Your stepping into the ring with "The Torture King" Jared Poe. I thrive on the pain...I live for the feeling...it's the only kind I seem to have. How about you? Are you willing to face the pain on your road to Redmeption or is it just like your interview...all hype. *grins* Rest yourself assured with this Redemption I fully beleive in everything I say and you will to once that bell rings. Your road might have started here, but I stand before you the biggest dead end you'll ever face *snickers* In more wayd then you think.
(Jarod pauses as he flexes his thigh muscle and the face of the beast almost seems to growl. Again the camera pans up. Jared flashes his forked tongue and then curls his lips into a sadistic smile)
Poe: Respect...honor...brute force and drive. I'm glad you have that. Just remember this, my highway is a one way direction to hell for you Redemption. I've already gone looking for what you are and I found none. LIFE IS PAIN...be my victim?...
(Jarod looks down at the lion upon his leg)
Poe: FEED THE BEAST...be my victim?...Please?
(Jarod grabs his t-shirt and pulls it over his upper body. He then walks to the counter to pay)
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DocKGB
Guest
Jesus delivers us from the beast
(FADEIN: Redemption in a church, he stares at the giant cross behind the pulpit, showing Jesus on the cross. Behind that there is a stained glass window of Jesus preaching to the masses. Redemption turns towards the camera and begins to speak.)
REDEMPTION: Mr. Poe...You wish to fight Redemption? Why not embrace it? Why have you chosen to stray from faith? From what God has brought to you on this earth? You wish to fight me Poe...Not the concept of Redemption, for it is something we all seek, something everyone wants, for some mistake, some crime, some sin they committed in life. But me? I'm but a man...But I am a talented man...A man who knows God has given him a gift in the ring...I would love to show off my body to the camera in the manner you have done so Poe, but I feel that my name might be to easy to remember were I do to so...So let me say, for every bit of art, for everything you have done to degrade the body God gave you...Let me say that I will find a way to injure you...To batter you...I know of the attacks dealt to you by the sacreligious opponent you fought in the first round...But the fact is, he is not me...I am not scared...
And then we have the whole fact that it would seem that you have paid some cosmetic surgeon a huge sum of money to slice your tounge in half...Which I would only describe as being really morbid...Or maybe GLCW pays a buncha money for special effects...I don't know which is the case and I'm not going to spend much time trying to get your mouth open to figure out what the facts of the matter are. All I know is that from what you have done to your body, you are a confused man, a troubled man, a man who is in desperate need of a guide...Of understanding of the world around him...Life is Pain? <Shakes head> No Poe...Life is love, life is understanding, life...Is bettering oneself in the name of our lord...And Life is about Redemption...
Christians, were fed to lions, slaughtered in droves, killed for their beliefs. It was an endless and brutal cycle...It was a terrible time in the past of mankind...But they died for their cause, they died so that others who knew the word of Jesus could live and spread the word...Through their blood, the blood of the saviour, flowed...And so you ask ME to be a victim? No Poe...A victim is something I will NEVER be...To feed your twisted rage? NEVER...I judged you as a brave and noble man before...But it would seem to me that I have been wrong...That only the actions of another were so cowardly and vile in comparison were you cast in a noble light...Now that I know the nature of the creature I am fighting, I can only hope throught my defeating of you that I can cause some change in your life, that I can lead you away from this endless cycle of self torture, self defacing and self mutilation that you put yourself throught...That I can somehow lead you...To Redemption...<FADEOUT>
(FADEIN: Redemption in a church, he stares at the giant cross behind the pulpit, showing Jesus on the cross. Behind that there is a stained glass window of Jesus preaching to the masses. Redemption turns towards the camera and begins to speak.)
REDEMPTION: Mr. Poe...You wish to fight Redemption? Why not embrace it? Why have you chosen to stray from faith? From what God has brought to you on this earth? You wish to fight me Poe...Not the concept of Redemption, for it is something we all seek, something everyone wants, for some mistake, some crime, some sin they committed in life. But me? I'm but a man...But I am a talented man...A man who knows God has given him a gift in the ring...I would love to show off my body to the camera in the manner you have done so Poe, but I feel that my name might be to easy to remember were I do to so...So let me say, for every bit of art, for everything you have done to degrade the body God gave you...Let me say that I will find a way to injure you...To batter you...I know of the attacks dealt to you by the sacreligious opponent you fought in the first round...But the fact is, he is not me...I am not scared...
And then we have the whole fact that it would seem that you have paid some cosmetic surgeon a huge sum of money to slice your tounge in half...Which I would only describe as being really morbid...Or maybe GLCW pays a buncha money for special effects...I don't know which is the case and I'm not going to spend much time trying to get your mouth open to figure out what the facts of the matter are. All I know is that from what you have done to your body, you are a confused man, a troubled man, a man who is in desperate need of a guide...Of understanding of the world around him...Life is Pain? <Shakes head> No Poe...Life is love, life is understanding, life...Is bettering oneself in the name of our lord...And Life is about Redemption...
Christians, were fed to lions, slaughtered in droves, killed for their beliefs. It was an endless and brutal cycle...It was a terrible time in the past of mankind...But they died for their cause, they died so that others who knew the word of Jesus could live and spread the word...Through their blood, the blood of the saviour, flowed...And so you ask ME to be a victim? No Poe...A victim is something I will NEVER be...To feed your twisted rage? NEVER...I judged you as a brave and noble man before...But it would seem to me that I have been wrong...That only the actions of another were so cowardly and vile in comparison were you cast in a noble light...Now that I know the nature of the creature I am fighting, I can only hope throught my defeating of you that I can cause some change in your life, that I can lead you away from this endless cycle of self torture, self defacing and self mutilation that you put yourself throught...That I can somehow lead you...To Redemption...<FADEOUT>
Try and deny what's right in your face
(The camera opens in Rogue River park in Dearborn. I revitalized place not fair from Detroit. It's an eight mile stretch of water way that was once one of the worse places in the city. Now crowned as an invaulable tourist resouce the city has moved ahead to turn it back to it's once former glory. It's a warm summer day around eighty degrees aas the smeel of fresh cut grass and sounds of playing children fill the air. As the camera pans aroud we see families out and enjoying the sights of a nice summer day. The camera circles and zooms on a alrge church in the background. It two tall steeples reach to the heavens the light shining through it's stained glass windows. As the camera turns in the opposite direction a large man is seen sitting on one of the new picnic tables. Slowly the camera zooms forward. His hair hangs down over his eyes and despite the sun he's dressed all in black. From his dark leather pants to a simple black t-shirt that as the camera moves nearer has the simple phrase "Open your mind, Not your mouth" in white lettering. As a soccer ball rolls into view a small child runs after it. The man we;ve come to know as Jarod Poe slides off and stops it with his foot. He picks the ball up, stares at the child for a moment and hands him the ball. Right behind him an over protective mother takes the child by the hand...she shocked at the man's appearence and drags the kid away...he stares back at Jarod who turns to the camera a somewaht twisted smile on his face)
Poe: Some people just do not understand...they just react. Filled with ognorance for something they cannot comprehend that see horror where I know the most pure beauty I've felt in a very long time. I feel pity for them... *smiles* I feel pity for you Redemption. you show you know very little about the man that stands before you right now. You ask me why I run from Redemption? Well the simple answer is I don't. I search long and hard for it...the problem is I found none. You ask me why I fight against what God has given me upon this earth. *laughs* You really show your ignorance of me. WHAT GOD HAS GIVEN ME??? A dead wife and two kids...there's what God has given me. You wish I be thankful for ALL THAT??? I searched for answers Redemption...I search long and hard. When all was said and down I found NONE!!! Where was God when I needed him...where was he when a madmen snuk into my house and took my family like lambs to the slaughter. You ask me about God? Well I haven't seen much evidence of him lately Redemptioon. If you do...well you either the most naive man on the p;lanet or a bigger fool then I thought you were.
(Jarod looks down a tthe large church looming in the distance. He eyes bore a heated hole at it's ediface and he turns back to the camera)
Poe: You know it was just the other day I saw them lead a priest out of thier in handcuffs...he couldn't keep his hands off the little boys. *stares forward* Where's your Redemption for them? You are agast at what I've done to my body. Have I commited grafitti in the temple I was given? Perhaps...but that's myt chosen path now Redemption. See with me what you get is what you see. I'm no false prophet...no man who hides hius past. I'm open open wound that will never heal...I understand that...Life is Pain. You beleive different I see...you beleive that life is love. It leads me to believe you've lived a very sheltered life or have a severe case of denail. Why in your rpivate life you might not see that Life is Pain *snickers* Then I will show you the truth that it is once that bell has rung. Life is Pain...deny it if you want, but then yopu face me...the point will be made CRYSTAL CLEAR!!!
(Jarod pauses as he watches a family walk by the mother and father with thier kids trailing behind. He turns away and back tot he camera)
Poe: I used to bring my kids here...no our outdoor activities consist of putting flowers on thier graves. Still preaching Redemtion to me? See you are like all the rest. You see what I've done to my body and do not understand. You don't understand the pure pleasure that is in pain. When it's the one thing you can actually feel after so much numbness you consider it your best friend. *grins* As I do. You Redemption...you just misunderstand. Nobody has paid me anything to change my body...I did it ALL on my own. I used my OWN free will. Something you will not have in your hopeless search for Redemption.
(Jarod looks down as the old church in the background and then back tot he camera)
Poe: You consider that a place of Redemption of place of healing. *shakes his head* I say as long as the money flows and the word are interuptted and not read...then it's the blind leading the blind. God didn't tell us to listen to man and gather under thie roofs. No he said you could worship him ANYWHERE, but somehow that messege got lost. You can watch the Inspirational Channel and see that. So seek you path if you want. Gather with the others and find your road to Redemption. I've found my path my NEW place in this world. What you see is what you get. In that ring when the bell rings I promise...Life is Pain...it's something you'll soon come to understand.
(Jarod sits back upon the picnic table as the sun once high ion the sky now starts to set. The last rays are now just above the steel towers in the distance)
Poe: The past was a terrible time...so is the present and it looks like the future might be also. The one thing I'm sure of is that your meeting with me will be a journey into your own personal hell. Can yu give me back everything I've lost? Can you return all that I once had. Will the God you love so much snap his fingers and turn back time? I've asked all these questions and the only answer I got was an empty room. So do me a favor Redemption...save your speech. Instead prepare yourself. Prepare to be my next victim. I asked you nicely once...I want bother anymore. I'll just make you one. *smiles* I'm looking forward to our meeting perhaps when we're done I'll have put a detour in your road to Redemption. Have a nice day...they are numbered.
(Again Jarod slips od the picnic table as the last rays of light disappear and night falls over the city. As he walks away we see his shoulders relax, the light is gone he seems more at peace)
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(The camera opens in Rogue River park in Dearborn. I revitalized place not fair from Detroit. It's an eight mile stretch of water way that was once one of the worse places in the city. Now crowned as an invaulable tourist resouce the city has moved ahead to turn it back to it's once former glory. It's a warm summer day around eighty degrees aas the smeel of fresh cut grass and sounds of playing children fill the air. As the camera pans aroud we see families out and enjoying the sights of a nice summer day. The camera circles and zooms on a alrge church in the background. It two tall steeples reach to the heavens the light shining through it's stained glass windows. As the camera turns in the opposite direction a large man is seen sitting on one of the new picnic tables. Slowly the camera zooms forward. His hair hangs down over his eyes and despite the sun he's dressed all in black. From his dark leather pants to a simple black t-shirt that as the camera moves nearer has the simple phrase "Open your mind, Not your mouth" in white lettering. As a soccer ball rolls into view a small child runs after it. The man we;ve come to know as Jarod Poe slides off and stops it with his foot. He picks the ball up, stares at the child for a moment and hands him the ball. Right behind him an over protective mother takes the child by the hand...she shocked at the man's appearence and drags the kid away...he stares back at Jarod who turns to the camera a somewaht twisted smile on his face)
Poe: Some people just do not understand...they just react. Filled with ognorance for something they cannot comprehend that see horror where I know the most pure beauty I've felt in a very long time. I feel pity for them... *smiles* I feel pity for you Redemption. you show you know very little about the man that stands before you right now. You ask me why I run from Redemption? Well the simple answer is I don't. I search long and hard for it...the problem is I found none. You ask me why I fight against what God has given me upon this earth. *laughs* You really show your ignorance of me. WHAT GOD HAS GIVEN ME??? A dead wife and two kids...there's what God has given me. You wish I be thankful for ALL THAT??? I searched for answers Redemption...I search long and hard. When all was said and down I found NONE!!! Where was God when I needed him...where was he when a madmen snuk into my house and took my family like lambs to the slaughter. You ask me about God? Well I haven't seen much evidence of him lately Redemptioon. If you do...well you either the most naive man on the p;lanet or a bigger fool then I thought you were.
(Jarod looks down a tthe large church looming in the distance. He eyes bore a heated hole at it's ediface and he turns back to the camera)
Poe: You know it was just the other day I saw them lead a priest out of thier in handcuffs...he couldn't keep his hands off the little boys. *stares forward* Where's your Redemption for them? You are agast at what I've done to my body. Have I commited grafitti in the temple I was given? Perhaps...but that's myt chosen path now Redemption. See with me what you get is what you see. I'm no false prophet...no man who hides hius past. I'm open open wound that will never heal...I understand that...Life is Pain. You beleive different I see...you beleive that life is love. It leads me to believe you've lived a very sheltered life or have a severe case of denail. Why in your rpivate life you might not see that Life is Pain *snickers* Then I will show you the truth that it is once that bell has rung. Life is Pain...deny it if you want, but then yopu face me...the point will be made CRYSTAL CLEAR!!!
(Jarod pauses as he watches a family walk by the mother and father with thier kids trailing behind. He turns away and back tot he camera)
Poe: I used to bring my kids here...no our outdoor activities consist of putting flowers on thier graves. Still preaching Redemtion to me? See you are like all the rest. You see what I've done to my body and do not understand. You don't understand the pure pleasure that is in pain. When it's the one thing you can actually feel after so much numbness you consider it your best friend. *grins* As I do. You Redemption...you just misunderstand. Nobody has paid me anything to change my body...I did it ALL on my own. I used my OWN free will. Something you will not have in your hopeless search for Redemption.
(Jarod looks down as the old church in the background and then back tot he camera)
Poe: You consider that a place of Redemption of place of healing. *shakes his head* I say as long as the money flows and the word are interuptted and not read...then it's the blind leading the blind. God didn't tell us to listen to man and gather under thie roofs. No he said you could worship him ANYWHERE, but somehow that messege got lost. You can watch the Inspirational Channel and see that. So seek you path if you want. Gather with the others and find your road to Redemption. I've found my path my NEW place in this world. What you see is what you get. In that ring when the bell rings I promise...Life is Pain...it's something you'll soon come to understand.
(Jarod sits back upon the picnic table as the sun once high ion the sky now starts to set. The last rays are now just above the steel towers in the distance)
Poe: The past was a terrible time...so is the present and it looks like the future might be also. The one thing I'm sure of is that your meeting with me will be a journey into your own personal hell. Can yu give me back everything I've lost? Can you return all that I once had. Will the God you love so much snap his fingers and turn back time? I've asked all these questions and the only answer I got was an empty room. So do me a favor Redemption...save your speech. Instead prepare yourself. Prepare to be my next victim. I asked you nicely once...I want bother anymore. I'll just make you one. *smiles* I'm looking forward to our meeting perhaps when we're done I'll have put a detour in your road to Redemption. Have a nice day...they are numbered.
(Again Jarod slips od the picnic table as the last rays of light disappear and night falls over the city. As he walks away we see his shoulders relax, the light is gone he seems more at peace)
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DocKGB
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The splender of the Saviour
(FADEIN: Redemption standing in a dusty, empty gym, His black body suit drips off him, as he punches repeatedly into a heavy bag before stopping to talk.)
REDEMPTION: Faith...Understanding, finding answers behind the conflicts...Your wife and kids were murdered...And for that I am sorry...There is nothing a man can do that can take away that pain, to ease that suffering...So what can I say? I'll say all I can say, and that is Poe, you closed your heart to God when faced with a trial that could have brought you closer you to Him...When faced with a horrific crisis one can either draw closer to Him...or away...You chose to push away...People make mistakes...But Poe...How can you reject what God has done for this planet, to give it life, to give it's people free will? To make you, in his image...You live because of him, and you mock this gift by decrying him...The typical non-believer...
Poe...I'm not going to spend the rest of my time here getting on a soap box and screaming "REPENT" at you...Because that would in all reality...Make me the bad guy here...The anti-hero goth is the in thing...And my endless ranting about a God that the 18 to 25 demographic doesn't care about would be foolish and naive...Rest assured however Poe...One of us has His might on their side...And I am thankful for that...You think I have lived a sheltered life? I KNOW the pain of life...I KNOW the suffering and if you knew me, if you took this mask off...You would know that I have felt pain...I have felt more pain then you could dream to know...But I don't dwell on it, I don't care how many times I get knocked down or beaten up...I will fight on, and I won't stop...You tell me about problems in the church, crimes committed by men who profaned the name of God and I curse them...And God will judge them accordingly...Rest assured however Poe, that in that ring, EYE will be the judge...You can hit me, and hurt me, but you can not keep me down...You know not of my heart...Of my will...Of my NEED to defeat you in this contest...
So you're a masochist...Mike Manson's one also...People who injure themselves and enjoy it...So you enjoy pain, that's great Poe...All that means is I'll hurt you, and you'll like it, and I'll just have to keep giving you what you like until you can't get your shoulders up for 3 long seconds...And maybe you'll enjoy the beating the whole time, maybe you'll enjoy hurting me the whole time, but you will NOT enjoy the result...That much I can promise you...
Life is Pain...Life is Pain, you say it with the passion of a preacher, repeating it like a holy prayer, as if by repeating it, you make it true...And yes, you can worship God anywhere, but centers of worship have been around since religion has existed...So blaming Christianity for the making of churches is foolish at best and insulting at worst...The reality is that people like to meet others like themselves, believers, who share a common ground...It's why people go to bars, or pool halls or do anything in groups...Because we seek common ground...We are all just trying to find our way...And well Poe, my way, is through you...You bring the pain, bring the suffering, hurt me as much as you can Poe...Tear into me with all your anger and all your rage...<Pauses> but know one thing...The better man, is most often times the smarter man...
I look at you Poe and I see blind rage. I see carnage, I see old school Gengis Khan and his pyramids of skulls made out of those who dared to fight him...I see all of it, all the slaughter and murdering, I see victims helpless...But I also see one simple fact...That in the end, the mindless, always falls to the mindful...That the mongels gave back what they took, and vanished, that rage, burns out, that hatred, is shortlived, it's a fire, and it burns, but if it does not destroy you, then all it does is consume it's fuel...And you are the fuel...And once you're done hitting me with your best shot and see I'm not going down, that I'm not going away...You'll see something that your rage and anger can NEVER defeat...And that is the HEART of a CHAMPION...And yes Poe...I am a champion...And the GLCW Title WILL be my NEXT Championship...And I will claim it...To EARN...My...Redemption...<FADEOUT>
(FADEIN: Redemption standing in a dusty, empty gym, His black body suit drips off him, as he punches repeatedly into a heavy bag before stopping to talk.)
REDEMPTION: Faith...Understanding, finding answers behind the conflicts...Your wife and kids were murdered...And for that I am sorry...There is nothing a man can do that can take away that pain, to ease that suffering...So what can I say? I'll say all I can say, and that is Poe, you closed your heart to God when faced with a trial that could have brought you closer you to Him...When faced with a horrific crisis one can either draw closer to Him...or away...You chose to push away...People make mistakes...But Poe...How can you reject what God has done for this planet, to give it life, to give it's people free will? To make you, in his image...You live because of him, and you mock this gift by decrying him...The typical non-believer...
Poe...I'm not going to spend the rest of my time here getting on a soap box and screaming "REPENT" at you...Because that would in all reality...Make me the bad guy here...The anti-hero goth is the in thing...And my endless ranting about a God that the 18 to 25 demographic doesn't care about would be foolish and naive...Rest assured however Poe...One of us has His might on their side...And I am thankful for that...You think I have lived a sheltered life? I KNOW the pain of life...I KNOW the suffering and if you knew me, if you took this mask off...You would know that I have felt pain...I have felt more pain then you could dream to know...But I don't dwell on it, I don't care how many times I get knocked down or beaten up...I will fight on, and I won't stop...You tell me about problems in the church, crimes committed by men who profaned the name of God and I curse them...And God will judge them accordingly...Rest assured however Poe, that in that ring, EYE will be the judge...You can hit me, and hurt me, but you can not keep me down...You know not of my heart...Of my will...Of my NEED to defeat you in this contest...
So you're a masochist...Mike Manson's one also...People who injure themselves and enjoy it...So you enjoy pain, that's great Poe...All that means is I'll hurt you, and you'll like it, and I'll just have to keep giving you what you like until you can't get your shoulders up for 3 long seconds...And maybe you'll enjoy the beating the whole time, maybe you'll enjoy hurting me the whole time, but you will NOT enjoy the result...That much I can promise you...
Life is Pain...Life is Pain, you say it with the passion of a preacher, repeating it like a holy prayer, as if by repeating it, you make it true...And yes, you can worship God anywhere, but centers of worship have been around since religion has existed...So blaming Christianity for the making of churches is foolish at best and insulting at worst...The reality is that people like to meet others like themselves, believers, who share a common ground...It's why people go to bars, or pool halls or do anything in groups...Because we seek common ground...We are all just trying to find our way...And well Poe, my way, is through you...You bring the pain, bring the suffering, hurt me as much as you can Poe...Tear into me with all your anger and all your rage...<Pauses> but know one thing...The better man, is most often times the smarter man...
I look at you Poe and I see blind rage. I see carnage, I see old school Gengis Khan and his pyramids of skulls made out of those who dared to fight him...I see all of it, all the slaughter and murdering, I see victims helpless...But I also see one simple fact...That in the end, the mindless, always falls to the mindful...That the mongels gave back what they took, and vanished, that rage, burns out, that hatred, is shortlived, it's a fire, and it burns, but if it does not destroy you, then all it does is consume it's fuel...And you are the fuel...And once you're done hitting me with your best shot and see I'm not going down, that I'm not going away...You'll see something that your rage and anger can NEVER defeat...And that is the HEART of a CHAMPION...And yes Poe...I am a champion...And the GLCW Title WILL be my NEXT Championship...And I will claim it...To EARN...My...Redemption...<FADEOUT>
The King marches forth
(The camera opens around 4 Pm on the SS Badger. It's a warm day on lake Michigan as as the car ferry chugs along from Michigan to Wisconsin. At the front of the boat a man stands next to a large Motorcyle. As the camera moves in the figure of Jarod Poe becomes clearer. He stands near the rail looking of the water as the waves splash below him. It's been a long ride on the highwayys traveling across the state and taking the much more scenic route. Ahead of him is still a few hours of riding and soon the ring will be there awaiting for him to determine his fate. He unzips his worn leather jacket and places it on the seat of his bike letting the cool lake air flow over his body. Slowly he turns tot he camera a comfort smile upon his face)
Poe: You know it amazes me the ignorance of some people. Sometimes a suttle messege is not enough. *shakes his head* No for some the messege needs to be hammered through thier head. The steel touching brain matter before they even get the concept. It was there in plain white letters. "open your mind, not your mouth" Sadly for Redemption he missed that suttle messege. Is it no wonder his search for answers is still under way. Perhaps he thinks God will send down a lightning bolt with a tag attached and his name written upon it. I'm afraid for whatever road he is on the search will never end. Even my suttle messege went unnoticed...I don't give him hope for seeing God's word.
(Jarod walks slowly towards the railing of the boat. He grips the rail with a powerful grip and looks into the dark water. He then turns around back braing against it)
Poe: Save your words of Sorrow for me. They are meaningless and hollow. Your no different then those nameless faces at a funeral...they offer up thier sorrow, but it can only be answered with the most obvious of all answers...Who are you? No Redemption I don;t want your sorrow or pity. I find you lack the knowledge to give it any meaning. You listen, but do not learn. I closed my heart? Fool. I searched long and hard for answers...longer then the road you've been on. As I said I found none...as you just might. What will you do then? At least I've found some within myself. Found a way to deal with my emptiness. See there again you so misunderstand. You assume what I felt was pain...was suffering and how wrong could you be. It wasn't any of that...is was the numbness. The total lack of any feeling. It was all taking away in one horrific night. If you really knew true loss then this would be a simple concept to understand. *shrugs* Instead you assume as all the others do...and I think we both know what happens when a man starts to assume. I'm not a non-believer...I've got a better understanding then you ever will
(Jarod walks back from the rail and towards his bike. He straddles the the seat and places his jacket upon the gas tank)
Poe: Nothing pleases me mor ehtne to know your preaching to me is done. Your total lack of understanding was beggining to bore me. Your complete assumption of everything made me laugh in pity whenever that camera turned off. It's true only you and I really care about our beleifs and a battle of them flows over everyones head. *smiles*/i] Sadly no person more then you. What yuo have on your side is meaningless to me. All I see is that a man who claims to seek Redemption hides behind a black mask as keeps his secrets to himself. If you cannot admit your problems how will you ever deal with them? See I'm the opposite of you. I'm an open wound. Freely admitting what's gone wrong in my life. I've found away to deal with them and somehow managed to find peace in that. You can't understand that and you shun it...like all the others. Or maybe...just maybe you fear it. maybe your afraid that your own search for Redemption will lead to nowhere and you'll end up a person just like me *smiles* I think that scares you...you judge me ALL wrong. You'll see that in the ring as well and your search for redemption *shrugs* Will that will end in a most certain fall from grace...1,2,3.
(Jarod flashes a smile his forked tongue sticking forward. H outstretches his arms and you can see the implants forming a feather like pattern under his skin)
Poe: Do I enjoy pain? yes I do, but for great reason other then Micheal Manson. I doubt he understands it as much as me...find the solice in it as I do or gets the same thrill as I do. I suspect for him it's all a game he enjoys inflicting on others. That's not the man I am. To the unknowing pain is what it is pain. *smiles* There's no fun in that at all, but it must be done. The end result for me is victory...perhaps for you it might be a small bit of understanding. Perhaps I will give you more answers then you've found so dar on your quest...I know that scares you.
(Jarod brings him arms back down to his side)
Poe: Life is Pain...it's something I firmly beleive. It's something I've come to know and embrace. You deny it...you fight it. You don't want to beleive it. Funny you seek the truth, but are only willing to find your own way. You say I've insulted the word of God. This from a man who has compared meeting at a chruch to the gathering at a bar. I'm sure that little tidbit went down really well, but I'm not keeping score. People do seek common ground though...for us it is to walk out of the ring the victor. That is our common ground and in a few short hours will stand across from each other...our fate in our own hands. Nobody will be on our side...just two men thier skill to determine the outcome. IF the victor is to be the smarter man than I thank yuo fro your vote of confidence. Your misjudgement and pure lack of understanding as proven which one of us that is.
Jarod places his leather jacket back on as the shoreline comes into view. As he zips up the jacket he turn to the camera one last time)
Poe: You think I'm full of rage...that anger as gotten me to were I am. You are so ignorant in your assumption. You don't understand why I would do that to my body that like all the rest you assume. Now my life as bought to me more understanding about life, myself and my pain then anything else ever have. You are just too small minded to concieve of it and I do not have the time to explain it. I have the true heart of a champion. I have the solice inside me now that I never did before. Once I was filled with anger...misunderstading as I suspect you still are. I've dealt with...exorcised it and now I focus upon my future. Beleive me when I say this Redemption id I was till feilled with the empty and hollow feelings of a few years ago or the pain and rage I had before that...then even watching wrestling, much less stepping into the ring would be the last thought in my mind. You jsut don;t understand, but in that rign you will. You'll understand for those brief moments that Life is Pain...courtesy of "The Torture King" Jarod Poe. *grins* See you soon.
(The boat comes to a stop and after mooring up the gates slowly begin to open. With a loud roar his engine starts and he drives off down the road...Madison and destiny await him)
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(The camera opens around 4 Pm on the SS Badger. It's a warm day on lake Michigan as as the car ferry chugs along from Michigan to Wisconsin. At the front of the boat a man stands next to a large Motorcyle. As the camera moves in the figure of Jarod Poe becomes clearer. He stands near the rail looking of the water as the waves splash below him. It's been a long ride on the highwayys traveling across the state and taking the much more scenic route. Ahead of him is still a few hours of riding and soon the ring will be there awaiting for him to determine his fate. He unzips his worn leather jacket and places it on the seat of his bike letting the cool lake air flow over his body. Slowly he turns tot he camera a comfort smile upon his face)
Poe: You know it amazes me the ignorance of some people. Sometimes a suttle messege is not enough. *shakes his head* No for some the messege needs to be hammered through thier head. The steel touching brain matter before they even get the concept. It was there in plain white letters. "open your mind, not your mouth" Sadly for Redemption he missed that suttle messege. Is it no wonder his search for answers is still under way. Perhaps he thinks God will send down a lightning bolt with a tag attached and his name written upon it. I'm afraid for whatever road he is on the search will never end. Even my suttle messege went unnoticed...I don't give him hope for seeing God's word.
(Jarod walks slowly towards the railing of the boat. He grips the rail with a powerful grip and looks into the dark water. He then turns around back braing against it)
Poe: Save your words of Sorrow for me. They are meaningless and hollow. Your no different then those nameless faces at a funeral...they offer up thier sorrow, but it can only be answered with the most obvious of all answers...Who are you? No Redemption I don;t want your sorrow or pity. I find you lack the knowledge to give it any meaning. You listen, but do not learn. I closed my heart? Fool. I searched long and hard for answers...longer then the road you've been on. As I said I found none...as you just might. What will you do then? At least I've found some within myself. Found a way to deal with my emptiness. See there again you so misunderstand. You assume what I felt was pain...was suffering and how wrong could you be. It wasn't any of that...is was the numbness. The total lack of any feeling. It was all taking away in one horrific night. If you really knew true loss then this would be a simple concept to understand. *shrugs* Instead you assume as all the others do...and I think we both know what happens when a man starts to assume. I'm not a non-believer...I've got a better understanding then you ever will
(Jarod walks back from the rail and towards his bike. He straddles the the seat and places his jacket upon the gas tank)
Poe: Nothing pleases me mor ehtne to know your preaching to me is done. Your total lack of understanding was beggining to bore me. Your complete assumption of everything made me laugh in pity whenever that camera turned off. It's true only you and I really care about our beleifs and a battle of them flows over everyones head. *smiles*/i] Sadly no person more then you. What yuo have on your side is meaningless to me. All I see is that a man who claims to seek Redemption hides behind a black mask as keeps his secrets to himself. If you cannot admit your problems how will you ever deal with them? See I'm the opposite of you. I'm an open wound. Freely admitting what's gone wrong in my life. I've found away to deal with them and somehow managed to find peace in that. You can't understand that and you shun it...like all the others. Or maybe...just maybe you fear it. maybe your afraid that your own search for Redemption will lead to nowhere and you'll end up a person just like me *smiles* I think that scares you...you judge me ALL wrong. You'll see that in the ring as well and your search for redemption *shrugs* Will that will end in a most certain fall from grace...1,2,3.
(Jarod flashes a smile his forked tongue sticking forward. H outstretches his arms and you can see the implants forming a feather like pattern under his skin)
Poe: Do I enjoy pain? yes I do, but for great reason other then Micheal Manson. I doubt he understands it as much as me...find the solice in it as I do or gets the same thrill as I do. I suspect for him it's all a game he enjoys inflicting on others. That's not the man I am. To the unknowing pain is what it is pain. *smiles* There's no fun in that at all, but it must be done. The end result for me is victory...perhaps for you it might be a small bit of understanding. Perhaps I will give you more answers then you've found so dar on your quest...I know that scares you.
(Jarod brings him arms back down to his side)
Poe: Life is Pain...it's something I firmly beleive. It's something I've come to know and embrace. You deny it...you fight it. You don't want to beleive it. Funny you seek the truth, but are only willing to find your own way. You say I've insulted the word of God. This from a man who has compared meeting at a chruch to the gathering at a bar. I'm sure that little tidbit went down really well, but I'm not keeping score. People do seek common ground though...for us it is to walk out of the ring the victor. That is our common ground and in a few short hours will stand across from each other...our fate in our own hands. Nobody will be on our side...just two men thier skill to determine the outcome. IF the victor is to be the smarter man than I thank yuo fro your vote of confidence. Your misjudgement and pure lack of understanding as proven which one of us that is.
Jarod places his leather jacket back on as the shoreline comes into view. As he zips up the jacket he turn to the camera one last time)
Poe: You think I'm full of rage...that anger as gotten me to were I am. You are so ignorant in your assumption. You don't understand why I would do that to my body that like all the rest you assume. Now my life as bought to me more understanding about life, myself and my pain then anything else ever have. You are just too small minded to concieve of it and I do not have the time to explain it. I have the true heart of a champion. I have the solice inside me now that I never did before. Once I was filled with anger...misunderstading as I suspect you still are. I've dealt with...exorcised it and now I focus upon my future. Beleive me when I say this Redemption id I was till feilled with the empty and hollow feelings of a few years ago or the pain and rage I had before that...then even watching wrestling, much less stepping into the ring would be the last thought in my mind. You jsut don;t understand, but in that rign you will. You'll understand for those brief moments that Life is Pain...courtesy of "The Torture King" Jarod Poe. *grins* See you soon.
(The boat comes to a stop and after mooring up the gates slowly begin to open. With a loud roar his engine starts and he drives off down the road...Madison and destiny await him)
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