Post by TLS on Mar 4, 2023 19:35:38 GMT -5
~the Year is 2039. The world is still falling apart. Homelessness, drug use, crime, and hunger are still rampant. I searched the city for remnants of a past that I tried to forget for so long. But all those memories were boarded up and closed. ~
Homeless Man: It's 2039 man. Say, don't I know you from somewhere?
TLS: I don't think so.
Homeless Man: Well you notice the streets are empty?
TLS: Yeah it seems pretty quiet.
Homeless Man: They're executing someone tonight. That's where most of the people are.
TLS: I thought California got rid of the death penalty?
Homeless Man; Where have you been? Stuck on a toilet somewhere? Death Penalty has been back for nearly 10 years now. Each city chooses how they perform the executions.
TLS: Lethal Injection?
Homeless Man : (shakes his head) That is so 1997. They're hanging this guy in the public square. And then there's a party afterward.
~ The homeless man pulls out a flyer from his dirty jacket and hands it to me.~
Homeless Man: I'll be there. They always give out free protein blocks at these things.
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There are people who speak with conviction and candor. Their words hold weight and you believe that they mean what they say. And then there are people like Synn- people who have no idea what they are talking about, but choose to speak so they can hear themselves talk. Just because she can recycle words and repeat back what people have said doesn't make what she says important. I saw her in the ring at the Arctic rumble where she was doing some weird shit, contorting her body and sticking her tongue out, and screaming like an idiot. What person in their right mind would look at that and say, "Yup. That's who I look up to. That's who I want to be my voice."? Synn lives in a delusional state where she is the center of the universe but in actuality- nobody gives a shit about a dumb bitch with bad make up. I must commend you though on the fact that unlike the other female wrestlers that are littered across the wrestling landscape, you aren't a pretty face with enhanced features. You've gotten by so far on being crazy. And you've got to be crazy to think that a team of Synn and Donnie Harris will beat PIC and TLS. Remember when you were a kid Synn, and the other kids wanted nothing to do with you because you smelled like canned meat and hairspray? PIC and TLS are a team by choice. Synn and Donnie Harris were put together so they could fill up the match card. We choose our own paths here in the OCW. Last month PIC and I chose to wrestle each other, this week we chose to wrestle as a team. You had no choice in who your partner would be, just like you have no choice but to show up and lose this coming Monday.
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Mayor Geary: Friends and fellow San Franciscans! Thank you for gathering here tonight our place of community, the Civic Center, to celebrate the death of a vile and evil human being. Tonight, we will rid this beautiful city of ours of another vermin that has been destroying our beloved city. SAMSON THOMAS HAS BEEN CONVICTED BY A JURY OF HIS PEERS OF THE MURDER AND HAS BEEN SENTENCED TO HANG FOR HIS DEEDS!!!!
~ The Civic Center is crowded with young and old alike. A structure has been erected in the center of the block specifically for this event. A giant screen with a countdown timer overlooks the gallows. People are treating this event as if it is New Years'. The Mayor stands behind a podium and is flanked by other city officials. The crowd erupts into cheers as Police Officers escort the convict onto the structure. They secure the noose around his neck and take 2 steps back. ~
Mayor Geary: Mr. Thomas has chosen "death by hanging". In approximately 5 minutes, we will celebrate our first hanging of the year!
~ The crowd goes wild. I fight my way through the crowd and get as close as I can to the structure where a police barricade prevents people from making it to the gallows. The crowd begins chanting "let him swing" as they begin to toast and drink libation. The countdown timer has reached 4 minutes. I push my way through the sea of people and make it to end of the street. I can hear the crowd shout " 3 MINUTES! I lift a pothole and slide down into the sewer system underneath the Civic Center. As fast as my feet will take me, I run towards the next ladder that leads to a pothole cover. The crowd shouts "2 MINUTES!". I push the pothole open slowly and pull myself up. I am directly behind the stage where the Mayor is standing. People are too focused on the gallows that they don't see me grab the Mayor from behind. I pull out my knife and place it by his throat. The City officials notice and begin to back away and call for help.~
TLS: I'll kill you.
Mayor Geary: What? Who are you? Why are you doing this? You don't want to do this.
TLS: You're going to let him go. There will be no hanging tonight.
Mayor Geary: The people have come here for an execution. And I am not going to disappoint them. You're making a mistake, if you don't let me go, there will be 2 people hanging tonight.
~ The Police Officers have their guns point at me, the crowd has grown silent as they realize what is happening. Suddenly someone shouts, "KILL HIM! KILL THE MAYOR! Other people begin to chant after him. I walk over to the microphone and speak. ~
TLS: I'm willing to make an exchange. I'll give you the mayor, if you release Samson.
~ The crowd grows silent again.~
Mayor Geary: Why are you doing this? He's a convicted killer. He's no good. He deserves his fate.
~ I jab the tip of the knife at the Mayor's neck to the point that a trickle of blood begins to form. ~
Mayor Geary: Okay! Okay! LET HIM GO! LET HIM GO!
~ the Officers reluctantly lifts the noose off the neck of Samson, then unties his hands. I motion for him to come in my direction. The kid looks lost and confused. I walk the mayor towards him. ~
TLS: You're going to jump down behind the podium area, there is a get down into the sewer. Meet me at the Spaceship in one hour.
Samson: Spaceship.
TLS: Your mother used to take you there when you were a kid.
Samson: The spaceship?
TLS: Hurry!
~ Samson nods, jumps down and then disappears into the sewer. I walk backwards, I turn to get my footing, then push the Mayor down as a jump down. I can hear the Mayor yell "SHOOT HIM!!" as I jump down the hole. ~
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I don't think that Donnie Harris realizes that he is the enhancement talent. Donnie Harris is the guy that they feed to the main event talent. They needed people to fill up spots in the Arctic Rumble so they called on Donnie Harris. What did he do in that match? Nothing really. He lost his focus and got tossed out like an old sack of trash. Donnie Harris may have cost me the World Title, but I'm going to cost him his whole career. His career isn't even going to get off the ground. His wikipedia page is going to read, "Donnie Harris sucked at MMA, and he sucked even more at wrestling." Donnie Harris is what you get when you tell someone they are good at something they are not. he probably took some karate classes when he was 12 and earned a yellow belt. His mom probably told him, "You can be anything you want to be." After learning how to break a couple boards with his palm, he decided he would be a professional fighter. And look at him now. Forming a makeshift team with some idiot who likes to stick her tongue for no reason. How do you dream of being a tag champion when you don't even have a tag partner? I can tell you Synn doesn't give two shits about this. She already has her eyes on the bigger prize. The only belt you'll be left with is that yellow belt you earned from breaking paper thin boards. You can go around kicking all the interview guys you want, the only thing you'll be kicking after Massacre is rocks. And nobody is going to give a shit about where you go from here or what you do. You'll be just another guy who couldn't make it in the OCW.
Until we learn how to right our wrongs, we are bound to repeating the same mistakes over and over again. Synn and Donnie Harris you are making the mistake that many have made these past couple years. They believe that their youth and their potential will be enough to over come 2 wily old veterans in the ring. PIC and TLS have been friends and enemies for over 20 years. We know how to get the best out of each other. We weren't just thrown together last minute due to roster management issues. This pairing isn't made on the whim of some idiot who has no clue on how to put a show together that will draw fans to the arena. You can dream about the future and talk about how great you will be. But that time for you isn't here yet. This Monday Donnie Harris and Synn, the world will see that you have no chemistry, you have no plan, and you have no chance.
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TLS: Your mother used to take you here when you were young. I remember seeing photos she posted on social media.
Samson: I remember her taking me here. But who are you exactly?
~ The playground with the Spaceship structure was located on the other side of town hidden away deep inside Golden Gate Park escaping into the sewer I was able to make my way into the underground railway tunnels and hopped a metro bus until I got close to the park. Samson was already waiting for me when I got here. ~
TLS: (I pull out my wallet and fetch a photo of a young woman and a toddler) She posted this picture in 2021. I think you were 3 then
~ Samson grabs the photo. Then stares back at me.~
Samson: this is some weird shit man. Like who are you, and why do you have this picture?
TLS: My name is Thomas Leviticus Samson. I'm your grandfather.........
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Homeless Man: It's 2039 man. Say, don't I know you from somewhere?
TLS: I don't think so.
Homeless Man: Well you notice the streets are empty?
TLS: Yeah it seems pretty quiet.
Homeless Man: They're executing someone tonight. That's where most of the people are.
TLS: I thought California got rid of the death penalty?
Homeless Man; Where have you been? Stuck on a toilet somewhere? Death Penalty has been back for nearly 10 years now. Each city chooses how they perform the executions.
TLS: Lethal Injection?
Homeless Man : (shakes his head) That is so 1997. They're hanging this guy in the public square. And then there's a party afterward.
~ The homeless man pulls out a flyer from his dirty jacket and hands it to me.~
Homeless Man: I'll be there. They always give out free protein blocks at these things.
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There are people who speak with conviction and candor. Their words hold weight and you believe that they mean what they say. And then there are people like Synn- people who have no idea what they are talking about, but choose to speak so they can hear themselves talk. Just because she can recycle words and repeat back what people have said doesn't make what she says important. I saw her in the ring at the Arctic rumble where she was doing some weird shit, contorting her body and sticking her tongue out, and screaming like an idiot. What person in their right mind would look at that and say, "Yup. That's who I look up to. That's who I want to be my voice."? Synn lives in a delusional state where she is the center of the universe but in actuality- nobody gives a shit about a dumb bitch with bad make up. I must commend you though on the fact that unlike the other female wrestlers that are littered across the wrestling landscape, you aren't a pretty face with enhanced features. You've gotten by so far on being crazy. And you've got to be crazy to think that a team of Synn and Donnie Harris will beat PIC and TLS. Remember when you were a kid Synn, and the other kids wanted nothing to do with you because you smelled like canned meat and hairspray? PIC and TLS are a team by choice. Synn and Donnie Harris were put together so they could fill up the match card. We choose our own paths here in the OCW. Last month PIC and I chose to wrestle each other, this week we chose to wrestle as a team. You had no choice in who your partner would be, just like you have no choice but to show up and lose this coming Monday.
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Mayor Geary: Friends and fellow San Franciscans! Thank you for gathering here tonight our place of community, the Civic Center, to celebrate the death of a vile and evil human being. Tonight, we will rid this beautiful city of ours of another vermin that has been destroying our beloved city. SAMSON THOMAS HAS BEEN CONVICTED BY A JURY OF HIS PEERS OF THE MURDER AND HAS BEEN SENTENCED TO HANG FOR HIS DEEDS!!!!
~ The Civic Center is crowded with young and old alike. A structure has been erected in the center of the block specifically for this event. A giant screen with a countdown timer overlooks the gallows. People are treating this event as if it is New Years'. The Mayor stands behind a podium and is flanked by other city officials. The crowd erupts into cheers as Police Officers escort the convict onto the structure. They secure the noose around his neck and take 2 steps back. ~
Mayor Geary: Mr. Thomas has chosen "death by hanging". In approximately 5 minutes, we will celebrate our first hanging of the year!
~ The crowd goes wild. I fight my way through the crowd and get as close as I can to the structure where a police barricade prevents people from making it to the gallows. The crowd begins chanting "let him swing" as they begin to toast and drink libation. The countdown timer has reached 4 minutes. I push my way through the sea of people and make it to end of the street. I can hear the crowd shout " 3 MINUTES! I lift a pothole and slide down into the sewer system underneath the Civic Center. As fast as my feet will take me, I run towards the next ladder that leads to a pothole cover. The crowd shouts "2 MINUTES!". I push the pothole open slowly and pull myself up. I am directly behind the stage where the Mayor is standing. People are too focused on the gallows that they don't see me grab the Mayor from behind. I pull out my knife and place it by his throat. The City officials notice and begin to back away and call for help.~
TLS: I'll kill you.
Mayor Geary: What? Who are you? Why are you doing this? You don't want to do this.
TLS: You're going to let him go. There will be no hanging tonight.
Mayor Geary: The people have come here for an execution. And I am not going to disappoint them. You're making a mistake, if you don't let me go, there will be 2 people hanging tonight.
~ The Police Officers have their guns point at me, the crowd has grown silent as they realize what is happening. Suddenly someone shouts, "KILL HIM! KILL THE MAYOR! Other people begin to chant after him. I walk over to the microphone and speak. ~
TLS: I'm willing to make an exchange. I'll give you the mayor, if you release Samson.
~ The crowd grows silent again.~
Mayor Geary: Why are you doing this? He's a convicted killer. He's no good. He deserves his fate.
~ I jab the tip of the knife at the Mayor's neck to the point that a trickle of blood begins to form. ~
Mayor Geary: Okay! Okay! LET HIM GO! LET HIM GO!
~ the Officers reluctantly lifts the noose off the neck of Samson, then unties his hands. I motion for him to come in my direction. The kid looks lost and confused. I walk the mayor towards him. ~
TLS: You're going to jump down behind the podium area, there is a get down into the sewer. Meet me at the Spaceship in one hour.
Samson: Spaceship.
TLS: Your mother used to take you there when you were a kid.
Samson: The spaceship?
TLS: Hurry!
~ Samson nods, jumps down and then disappears into the sewer. I walk backwards, I turn to get my footing, then push the Mayor down as a jump down. I can hear the Mayor yell "SHOOT HIM!!" as I jump down the hole. ~
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I don't think that Donnie Harris realizes that he is the enhancement talent. Donnie Harris is the guy that they feed to the main event talent. They needed people to fill up spots in the Arctic Rumble so they called on Donnie Harris. What did he do in that match? Nothing really. He lost his focus and got tossed out like an old sack of trash. Donnie Harris may have cost me the World Title, but I'm going to cost him his whole career. His career isn't even going to get off the ground. His wikipedia page is going to read, "Donnie Harris sucked at MMA, and he sucked even more at wrestling." Donnie Harris is what you get when you tell someone they are good at something they are not. he probably took some karate classes when he was 12 and earned a yellow belt. His mom probably told him, "You can be anything you want to be." After learning how to break a couple boards with his palm, he decided he would be a professional fighter. And look at him now. Forming a makeshift team with some idiot who likes to stick her tongue for no reason. How do you dream of being a tag champion when you don't even have a tag partner? I can tell you Synn doesn't give two shits about this. She already has her eyes on the bigger prize. The only belt you'll be left with is that yellow belt you earned from breaking paper thin boards. You can go around kicking all the interview guys you want, the only thing you'll be kicking after Massacre is rocks. And nobody is going to give a shit about where you go from here or what you do. You'll be just another guy who couldn't make it in the OCW.
Until we learn how to right our wrongs, we are bound to repeating the same mistakes over and over again. Synn and Donnie Harris you are making the mistake that many have made these past couple years. They believe that their youth and their potential will be enough to over come 2 wily old veterans in the ring. PIC and TLS have been friends and enemies for over 20 years. We know how to get the best out of each other. We weren't just thrown together last minute due to roster management issues. This pairing isn't made on the whim of some idiot who has no clue on how to put a show together that will draw fans to the arena. You can dream about the future and talk about how great you will be. But that time for you isn't here yet. This Monday Donnie Harris and Synn, the world will see that you have no chemistry, you have no plan, and you have no chance.
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TLS: Your mother used to take you here when you were young. I remember seeing photos she posted on social media.
Samson: I remember her taking me here. But who are you exactly?
~ The playground with the Spaceship structure was located on the other side of town hidden away deep inside Golden Gate Park escaping into the sewer I was able to make my way into the underground railway tunnels and hopped a metro bus until I got close to the park. Samson was already waiting for me when I got here. ~
TLS: (I pull out my wallet and fetch a photo of a young woman and a toddler) She posted this picture in 2021. I think you were 3 then
~ Samson grabs the photo. Then stares back at me.~
Samson: this is some weird shit man. Like who are you, and why do you have this picture?
TLS: My name is Thomas Leviticus Samson. I'm your grandfather.........
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