Post by Carnivore on May 16, 2020 19:00:04 GMT -5
Trigger Warnings: Abuse, Gratuitous Violence
“Hello The Cult of Carnivore, I’ve had a lot of thoughts coming out of last Monday Night Clash regarding my failure to win on the road to Evolution so I've had a few doubts along the way about if my road goes to Evolution.”
Carnivore continues walking through the cul de sac.
Showing them where he grew up and outlining his intentions to make a comeback in the world of wrestling.
The camera stops and focuses on a white house with a bush of dead roses.
“Home sweet home, it’s been three decades since I stepped foot in the door.”
Carnivore gets close to the doorway of the house before stopping and sighing loudly from behind his mask.
“Is this where I belong? I don't even know anymore.”
Atlanta?
“Atlanta IS where I was born but I don't belong here after running away. My uncle Peter had abused me when I was a kid so I told my dad, I should never have done this. I really do bring the worst out of people, I think I’m cursed. My uncle Peter suffered sixteen heavy blows to the head with an axe which penetrated his skull severing his jaw, none of this should've ever happened. My aunt suffered three heavy blows to the head with an axe which penetrated her skull deeply enough to expose her brain and caused her to lose her left eye, this was a massive mistake.”
You deserve to live and spend your whole life suffering.
“My mom was shot causing her death, a mistake I'll never recover from.”
You should not have done what you did.
New York City?
“New York City is where I got to really feel music for the first time, not just hear it but feel it, music in a large part connects to memories in your head. Music connects us to our thoughts, I remember ’Burn In My Light’ by Mercy Drive playing as my new brothers and I won Six Man Tag Team Championships in New York but I don't belong there after what I did to Chaotic.“
Chaotic was a sacrificial lamb.
Portland?
“Portland is where I temporarily lived after New York, West Hollywood, and a quick business trip in Tokyo. Portland is where I learned lessons and made friends but I don't belong in this city after what I did to my friends so where do I belong?"
A circle of Hell for only the worst sinners.
"After what I did to my friends Kira Izumi...”
“...Kem Dynamo….”
You showed no real remorse. You lied when you said you regretted anything. Your words and actions prove it.
"....Cal Compton”
You have dodged karma. But karma has not forgotten you.
Detroit?
“Detroit is where I first competed in a pay-per-view match so it is kinda like the place of birth for Carnivore...”
I will feel your last breath leave you.
“but it was kinda the place of death for The MadClan family and the place of rebirth for Madman, a ghost coming back from the dead. The MadClan died with Madman but it wasn't resurrected when I resurrected him. The fighting spirit of Madwoman never came back while The Raging Dead lost his grit, his passion, and is currently going through with his identity crisis..."
Carnivore notices from the doorway of house that there is a rose in the crack on the concrete that’s still alive, he gets closer to it and points.
“but this rose refuses to wither away...that rose is my fighting spirit, grit, and passion.”
You got grit, you got passion. No chance in Hell your grit and your passion will help you now.
“As the day neared an end, I couldn't help but think I hit a dead end but”
“failure is a detour, not a dead-end street.”
Carnivore's mask shakes side to side
“Enough of that. Time to go to my life in the ring where I belong. It’s where I’ve always belonged”
Enough of that. Time to go to Hell where you belong. It's where you've always belonged.
Carnivore leaves the house, heading to a random street.
“Hello The Cult of Carnivore, I’ve had a lot of thoughts coming out of last Monday Night Clash regarding my failure to win on the road to Evolution so I've had a few doubts along the way about if my road goes to Evolution.”
Carnivore continues walking through the cul de sac.
Showing them where he grew up and outlining his intentions to make a comeback in the world of wrestling.
The camera stops and focuses on a white house with a bush of dead roses.
“Home sweet home, it’s been three decades since I stepped foot in the door.”
Carnivore gets close to the doorway of the house before stopping and sighing loudly from behind his mask.
“Is this where I belong? I don't even know anymore.”
Atlanta?
“Atlanta IS where I was born but I don't belong here after running away. My uncle Peter had abused me when I was a kid so I told my dad, I should never have done this. I really do bring the worst out of people, I think I’m cursed. My uncle Peter suffered sixteen heavy blows to the head with an axe which penetrated his skull severing his jaw, none of this should've ever happened. My aunt suffered three heavy blows to the head with an axe which penetrated her skull deeply enough to expose her brain and caused her to lose her left eye, this was a massive mistake.”
You deserve to live and spend your whole life suffering.
“My mom was shot causing her death, a mistake I'll never recover from.”
You should not have done what you did.
New York City?
“New York City is where I got to really feel music for the first time, not just hear it but feel it, music in a large part connects to memories in your head. Music connects us to our thoughts, I remember ’Burn In My Light’ by Mercy Drive playing as my new brothers and I won Six Man Tag Team Championships in New York but I don't belong there after what I did to Chaotic.“
Chaotic was a sacrificial lamb.
Portland?
“Portland is where I temporarily lived after New York, West Hollywood, and a quick business trip in Tokyo. Portland is where I learned lessons and made friends but I don't belong in this city after what I did to my friends so where do I belong?"
A circle of Hell for only the worst sinners.
"After what I did to my friends Kira Izumi...”
“...Kem Dynamo….”
You showed no real remorse. You lied when you said you regretted anything. Your words and actions prove it.
"....Cal Compton”
You have dodged karma. But karma has not forgotten you.
Detroit?
“Detroit is where I first competed in a pay-per-view match so it is kinda like the place of birth for Carnivore...”
I will feel your last breath leave you.
“but it was kinda the place of death for The MadClan family and the place of rebirth for Madman, a ghost coming back from the dead. The MadClan died with Madman but it wasn't resurrected when I resurrected him. The fighting spirit of Madwoman never came back while The Raging Dead lost his grit, his passion, and is currently going through with his identity crisis..."
Carnivore notices from the doorway of house that there is a rose in the crack on the concrete that’s still alive, he gets closer to it and points.
“but this rose refuses to wither away...that rose is my fighting spirit, grit, and passion.”
"Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk without having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared."
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk without having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared."
You got grit, you got passion. No chance in Hell your grit and your passion will help you now.
“As the day neared an end, I couldn't help but think I hit a dead end but”
“failure is a detour, not a dead-end street.”
Carnivore's mask shakes side to side
“Enough of that. Time to go to my life in the ring where I belong. It’s where I’ve always belonged”
Enough of that. Time to go to Hell where you belong. It's where you've always belonged.
Carnivore leaves the house, heading to a random street.