Post by Bailey on Aug 17, 2005 21:20:10 GMT -5
<3<3-The screen fades in on an empty street somewhere in Chicago. It's about two o'clock in the morning and there isn't a person in sight. An occasional car or bus pass by and drive off. As the camera begins to pan the area, it catches glimpse of a figure walking towards it from across the street. The figure moves slowly, but steadily, obviously in no real rush. The cameraman tries to zoom in on the figure, but has no luck because the man walking closer and closer has on a black hooded sweatshirt. He get's closer and closer and you can see that the man is wearing black basketball shorts and black running shoes. His hands are in his pockets and his head is still down, hidden by shadow and the hood on his head. Finally the man stops and pulls back the hood, revealing himself as Brandon Bailey. The Assassin pulls his hands out of the front pockets of the hooded shirt and shows the white tape wrapped from his knuckles to just above his wrist. Brandon motions for the camera man to come closer to get the comments from the native Chicagoan. Bailey smirks at the camera then looks off in the distance and says...<3<3
Life without Eric "F***IN'" Hardcastle! Damn it feels good! It feels real good! I always knew tha' day when I ruined Eric's career would come. I always knew that I would be tha' one responsible fa' endin' that posta' boys miserable career. My GOD it was beautiful! I neva' thought it would be that easy. I always thought it would be real difficult ta' fool a guy like Hardcastle. Ya' may ask why? That's simple ta' ansa'...'cause tha' prick has no friends. Isn't that funny? A quote-unquote goodguy had no friends! No one ta' turn ta', watch his back, protect him. It was so easy that it almost ruined it...keyword almost. Tha' look on Britt's face painted tha' perfect pictura'! It was tha' same face that all those loyal Hardcastle fans had on there faces all across tha' nation. Shock, fear, horra'. When I dropped Eric tha' first time, it was like a load was lifted off my shoulda's. No longa' did I have ta' act like I respected him. No longa' was I imprisoned ta' pay him compla'ments. No longa' was I forced ta' hear Olba'man be on my side. I was free ta' do what tha' hell I wanted...and I damn sure did it. I let Hardcastle know exactly how I felt about his ova'rated ass. I let tha' world know what I really felt...what I really desired...how I really wanted ta' act. My GOD it was beautiful! <<Sighs>> It was like everything came full circle all in that one final moment. Brittney cryin' in tha' corna'...Saint sluggin' Hardcastle in tha' stomach...Creed pushin' Eric towards me...and me swingin' fa' tha' fences like Mista' Cub, Ernie Banks! Had I been a ball playa', that chair shot I gave Eric woulda' been a solo shot outta' Wrigley, on ta' Waveland Avenue! <<Sighs>> Beautiful! Simply beautiful! Tha' way he dropped, blood pourin' from his posta' boy face, is somethin' I'll neva' fa'get!
<3<3-Brandon puts his hands back in the front pockets of his sweatshirt. He turns towards the camera again and continues...<3<3
Two outta' three steps are now complete. In one night, two outta' three steps are now off tha' list. All that remains is my mountain top. One more task ta' complete my utta' doma'nance of tha' VWA. Nearly two months of climbin' have gotten me ta' this point. Week in and week out provin' ta' everybody that I am tha' only man destined ta' hold tha' top prize...tha' top title...tha' top hona'. I've preached it night in and night out. I've shown it week in and week out. No one believed me. Everyone thought I was just ramblin' and blow hot air up my own ass! Now look at all a ya'! All tha' doubta's, hata's, and non-believa's are eatin' humble pie. <<Pauses>> Has anybody eva' had humble pie before? No? I have...It tastes like S**T! <<Laughs>> That's right it does...and right now there's a whole locka' room stuffin' their miserable faces with humble pie! <<Sneering>> I told ya' that this burden wasn't my doin'! I told ya' that it was my destiny ta' be world champ! Nothin' coulda' been done ta' stop my acension ta' greatness! Everyone thought they had tha' ansa'! Everyone thought that it was about them! Well it's not! It's not about any of ya'! What about me?! What about Bailey?! None of ya' gave me a fair chance! Just like everyone else in my life, ya' doubted me! Now who's laughin'! Now look at who's just one obstacle away from immortality! Me....but I'm not tha' only one. No, I have one more person who want's ta' stop me. One more person whose dellusions of granduer give them enough courage ta' be a nuisance. <<Pauses>> Saku...
<3<3-Brandon pauses again and looks off into the distance again. A bus rolls past bringing an exhaust filled breeze behind it. You can hear the camera man cough, but Brandon just stands there unfazed. He begins to smile and says...<3<3
Saku...honestly, I don't care anything about ya'. I don't care about where ya' from, what feds ya' been in, what titles ya' held, or what ya' goal in tha' VWA is. All that means absolutely nothin' ta' me right now. All that matta's is that ya' in my way. Anotha' plateau ta' climb until I reach tha' summit. One more damn rung in my climb ta' tha' top of tha' ladda'. That's all that matta's ta' me now. My head is clear...my distraction is gone...all that lies in my path is you. Sunday is tha' one chance in life that ya' have ta' be on tha' same level as me. One chance, one night, one shot is all ya' get ta' try and measure up ta' tha' measurin' stick of this miserable business! Not too many people can say that Saku...consida' it a privilege. Consida' it ta' be tha' one and only ounce of respect that ya' will eva' get from me. <<Looks at camera>> I don't respect ya', like ya', or even think ya' deserve ta' be in tha' same ring as me...but that's not my decision. It wasn't up ta' me was it Saku? Ya' beat my new partna' Saint ta' earn tha' right ta' face tha' only otha' undefeated man in tha' VWA. <<Pauses>> Saku, I've already layed out tha' track records, so there's no need in beatin' a dead horse. Ya' had two weeks ta' prepare fa' me...too bad that's not enough time. While I was teein' off on Hardcastle's face, ya' had tha' opportunity ta' prepare. While I was plannin' tha' emergence of tha' Impact Playa's with Creed and Saint, ya' had the chance ta' study my style. While I was clawin' my way to tha' top of tha' VWA mountain every damn week, you've been able ta' rest up and take it easy. <<Chuckles>> Too bad all that doesn't matta'! All tha' preparation that ya' shoulda' been doin' is only gonna' delay tha' inevitable...me holdin' that gold and leatha' strap in tha' air Sunday night.
<3<3-Brandon spits on the ground and wipes it with his left foot. He looks back at the camera and says...<3<3
Saku...time ta' leave it all on tha' table. Time ta' show me why ya' deserve a shot at a title that is destined ta' be mine. Time ta' show me why ya' think it's about you. It's not about you Saku! It's about me! This Sunday is about me and only me! Tha' title was made fa' me, nd only me! get off my mountain Saku! You can eitha' walk off, or I can throw ya' off. It's ya' choice ta' make; but I already know ya' too stupid ta' take tha' easy way out. So, this Sunday, prepare ya'self fa' a long tumble back ta' tha' bottom of my mountain. Tha' fall may be long...but tha' bottom is always ready ta' catch ya'...and tha' bottom hurts.
<3<3-The screen fades out as Brandon pulls the hood back over his head and starts to jog off into the distance.<3<3
Life without Eric "F***IN'" Hardcastle! Damn it feels good! It feels real good! I always knew tha' day when I ruined Eric's career would come. I always knew that I would be tha' one responsible fa' endin' that posta' boys miserable career. My GOD it was beautiful! I neva' thought it would be that easy. I always thought it would be real difficult ta' fool a guy like Hardcastle. Ya' may ask why? That's simple ta' ansa'...'cause tha' prick has no friends. Isn't that funny? A quote-unquote goodguy had no friends! No one ta' turn ta', watch his back, protect him. It was so easy that it almost ruined it...keyword almost. Tha' look on Britt's face painted tha' perfect pictura'! It was tha' same face that all those loyal Hardcastle fans had on there faces all across tha' nation. Shock, fear, horra'. When I dropped Eric tha' first time, it was like a load was lifted off my shoulda's. No longa' did I have ta' act like I respected him. No longa' was I imprisoned ta' pay him compla'ments. No longa' was I forced ta' hear Olba'man be on my side. I was free ta' do what tha' hell I wanted...and I damn sure did it. I let Hardcastle know exactly how I felt about his ova'rated ass. I let tha' world know what I really felt...what I really desired...how I really wanted ta' act. My GOD it was beautiful! <<Sighs>> It was like everything came full circle all in that one final moment. Brittney cryin' in tha' corna'...Saint sluggin' Hardcastle in tha' stomach...Creed pushin' Eric towards me...and me swingin' fa' tha' fences like Mista' Cub, Ernie Banks! Had I been a ball playa', that chair shot I gave Eric woulda' been a solo shot outta' Wrigley, on ta' Waveland Avenue! <<Sighs>> Beautiful! Simply beautiful! Tha' way he dropped, blood pourin' from his posta' boy face, is somethin' I'll neva' fa'get!
<3<3-Brandon puts his hands back in the front pockets of his sweatshirt. He turns towards the camera again and continues...<3<3
Two outta' three steps are now complete. In one night, two outta' three steps are now off tha' list. All that remains is my mountain top. One more task ta' complete my utta' doma'nance of tha' VWA. Nearly two months of climbin' have gotten me ta' this point. Week in and week out provin' ta' everybody that I am tha' only man destined ta' hold tha' top prize...tha' top title...tha' top hona'. I've preached it night in and night out. I've shown it week in and week out. No one believed me. Everyone thought I was just ramblin' and blow hot air up my own ass! Now look at all a ya'! All tha' doubta's, hata's, and non-believa's are eatin' humble pie. <<Pauses>> Has anybody eva' had humble pie before? No? I have...It tastes like S**T! <<Laughs>> That's right it does...and right now there's a whole locka' room stuffin' their miserable faces with humble pie! <<Sneering>> I told ya' that this burden wasn't my doin'! I told ya' that it was my destiny ta' be world champ! Nothin' coulda' been done ta' stop my acension ta' greatness! Everyone thought they had tha' ansa'! Everyone thought that it was about them! Well it's not! It's not about any of ya'! What about me?! What about Bailey?! None of ya' gave me a fair chance! Just like everyone else in my life, ya' doubted me! Now who's laughin'! Now look at who's just one obstacle away from immortality! Me....but I'm not tha' only one. No, I have one more person who want's ta' stop me. One more person whose dellusions of granduer give them enough courage ta' be a nuisance. <<Pauses>> Saku...
<3<3-Brandon pauses again and looks off into the distance again. A bus rolls past bringing an exhaust filled breeze behind it. You can hear the camera man cough, but Brandon just stands there unfazed. He begins to smile and says...<3<3
Saku...honestly, I don't care anything about ya'. I don't care about where ya' from, what feds ya' been in, what titles ya' held, or what ya' goal in tha' VWA is. All that means absolutely nothin' ta' me right now. All that matta's is that ya' in my way. Anotha' plateau ta' climb until I reach tha' summit. One more damn rung in my climb ta' tha' top of tha' ladda'. That's all that matta's ta' me now. My head is clear...my distraction is gone...all that lies in my path is you. Sunday is tha' one chance in life that ya' have ta' be on tha' same level as me. One chance, one night, one shot is all ya' get ta' try and measure up ta' tha' measurin' stick of this miserable business! Not too many people can say that Saku...consida' it a privilege. Consida' it ta' be tha' one and only ounce of respect that ya' will eva' get from me. <<Looks at camera>> I don't respect ya', like ya', or even think ya' deserve ta' be in tha' same ring as me...but that's not my decision. It wasn't up ta' me was it Saku? Ya' beat my new partna' Saint ta' earn tha' right ta' face tha' only otha' undefeated man in tha' VWA. <<Pauses>> Saku, I've already layed out tha' track records, so there's no need in beatin' a dead horse. Ya' had two weeks ta' prepare fa' me...too bad that's not enough time. While I was teein' off on Hardcastle's face, ya' had tha' opportunity ta' prepare. While I was plannin' tha' emergence of tha' Impact Playa's with Creed and Saint, ya' had the chance ta' study my style. While I was clawin' my way to tha' top of tha' VWA mountain every damn week, you've been able ta' rest up and take it easy. <<Chuckles>> Too bad all that doesn't matta'! All tha' preparation that ya' shoulda' been doin' is only gonna' delay tha' inevitable...me holdin' that gold and leatha' strap in tha' air Sunday night.
<3<3-Brandon spits on the ground and wipes it with his left foot. He looks back at the camera and says...<3<3
Saku...time ta' leave it all on tha' table. Time ta' show me why ya' deserve a shot at a title that is destined ta' be mine. Time ta' show me why ya' think it's about you. It's not about you Saku! It's about me! This Sunday is about me and only me! Tha' title was made fa' me, nd only me! get off my mountain Saku! You can eitha' walk off, or I can throw ya' off. It's ya' choice ta' make; but I already know ya' too stupid ta' take tha' easy way out. So, this Sunday, prepare ya'self fa' a long tumble back ta' tha' bottom of my mountain. Tha' fall may be long...but tha' bottom is always ready ta' catch ya'...and tha' bottom hurts.
<3<3-The screen fades out as Brandon pulls the hood back over his head and starts to jog off into the distance.<3<3
