Post by Tracy Adkins on Oct 31, 2011 17:33:06 GMT -4
( the scene opens with Tracy Adkins sitting in the locker room on a bench his long brown and red highlighted hair in his face. He is wearing a black wife beater Indian dear bone choker long jean shorts and his wrestling boots)Tracy: hell once upon a time we had a friendship based on love. Now we got hatred based on friendship. In the time of our carriers he have both beaten and bloodied each other. But at one time along time ago we were friends. We toured the north east united states and south west Canada. We traveled everywhere together and I always listened to you. When grace was born who drove you to the hospital right after a show? I did Tracy did. When your wife died giving birth who gave you a shoulder to cry on? I did tracy did. But when I needed you where were you? When I slipped in to the depths of depression and addiction after the one person who cared about me died. You left me and you abandoned me no matter how many times I called you never answered. Wear were you when I needed you. You were no where to be found.[/color](tracy moves his hair out of his face and looks at the camera)Tracy: now about the hole hurting me thing. Hell I hope you do I want you to inflict pain and punishment on me. You see for me pain is a comfort. Its like a the security of your favert blanket when you’re a small child. Its like being back in the womb for me. So I want you to hurt me. I want you to beat me. I want you to make me bleed. every match were in is like an amusement park for me cause of all the pain you put me threw. And how much you make me bleed. Cause the feeling of my own blood pouring in my eyes, the smell of it as it runs past my nose. And the taste as it flows in to my mouth is almost orgasmic. And liberating. So I want you to hurt me. And as far as throwing my demons out that makes one thing more enjoyable then feeling pain and that’s inflicting pain and hurting people. Hell when I hit you with my decapitator and your head crashes with a thud that I’m going to get this feeling of excitement and thinking maybe I caused some brain damage. Then all that’s left is to cover you for the one two three count and then my hand will be raised as the victor then I will be one step closer to fulfill my destiny in becoming the first AWR world champ. (tracy stands up and puts his arms in a crucifix)Tracy: so let it be written so let it be done.