Post by Addy A on Sept 11, 2022 4:25:48 GMT -5
“They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Which begs the question, where am I going when all I have is a pocketful of bad intentions?”
“Laz, for a man that is searching for his lost city of Gold, you will not find it at the end of my hand. Not in this telling of everyone's favourite fairytale, nor in any other. That’s the thing about fables - they’re stories, tall tales to put hope in the hands of the hopeless. As a man with nothing but his daughter to live for, you’re really focused on the mythical El Dorado as your reasoning to be an absentee father - to neglect the love of your only daughter in pursuit of your own selfish fucking ideals. The fascinating conclusions you draw are something of an abstract masterpiece in justification.”
“That’s the difference between you and me.”
“I know what I am.”
“I’m not standing in front of any audience, trying to justify my selfishness for the greater good. I know this is a selfish pursuit when I’m a parent - but this is my drive. I’m not teaching her anything other than the fact - everyone puts their wants above your needs.”
“I own my shit.”
“It ain’t mean I don’t love her, Laz. I really fucking do. It just means I can look at my flaws in the mirror and not bullshit to myself every fucking morning when I rise with the sun. That’s something you’ve failed to see - you’re too busy lost in the romance of being a champion. The romance of being the Golden Idol. The facts show one only one of us is in possession of gold, only one of us is an idol to millions.”
“It’s not you.”
“It will never be you. You’re blind to what’s real, lost in the glitter of all you are chasing, romanticising getting your hands on the prize. Dreaming like you’re winning at life. That’s an illusion - uncomprehending of your false grandeur. Reality is; you’re now jumping in the pit of snakes and fighting me for mine - I’m full of fucking venom - there is no antidote for the pain I deliver, Laz. I’m golden.”
“My presence alone elevates your importance and the brand you value - you’ve alluded to Max that CruiserClash doesn’t need him or anyone else, probably stomped your feet with surety after last week’s victory too. Point blank facts you’ve missed, because of your delusions - you’re not the marketable face for CruiserClash.”
“Hell No!”
“I’m still the pinnacle that CruiserClash strives for. CruiserClash might not need me - it certainly needs more than you. Don’t get me wrong, Laz - it’ll be a pleasure for me to dangle the Television Title as a gilded prize on the road. But, like a moth to the flame - you’ll succumb to the heat I bring.”
“You can fight for your family - it’s admirable. It’s flawed, and ultimately it’ll result in your defeat, but it’s admirable. It’s why you’ve fallen at all of the hurdles, why you’ve never fulfilled your golden desires. I fight for me, myself and I. That’s not saying you’re not in the way, that’d be too dismissive of you. It means that I ain’t got no pesky outside influences tugging at my heartstrings, no pesky second thoughts clouding my judgement. It’s just me and my end game of victory. No bridge too far.”
“I’m not thinking about your daughter if I have to slam a chair against your skull. I’m not thinking about my ability to walk if you come at my knee the way Tatty did last week. I’m only thinking about retaining the Action Wrestling Television Title. I’m only thinking about walking through the valley of the shadow of death. Where you fall on the road is entirely up to you and how much fight to put forth.”
“But..”
“You will fucking fall.”
“Make no doubt about that, Laz.”
“The road to Hell may be paved with good intentions, but the Road to El Dorado is littered with the lining of my empty pockets, covered in the blood and shattered bones of Izzy’s fallen idol.”
