Post by loki on Jun 3, 2005 21:10:31 GMT -5
LoKi - Light and dark, good and evil. Paradoxes. Seems like my life has become nothing but one huge paradox. How can one person stray so far from the path? I don't know, but somehow i managed it. This spiral started almost two months ago in an elimination match, the first match of the new PCW. One man, one man did what came natural in a match like that. He eliminated me. But something went wrong, I got hurt. It was nothing but an accident, but when my arm snapped, something inside me snapped. I became the person I swore I'd never be again. I blamed Pegasus for the injury even though it could have happened to anybody, I was just the unlucky fuck this time.
*rising from the chair he was sitting on, LoKi begins to pace around the small room that the interview is taking place in. Standing next to the door, it almost looks like he's ready to walk out*
LoKi - What haunts me though, is that I took this beyond a simple grudge. There were many times I could have seriously hurt Jonathan Nordby, the man that would be Pegasus. If I had the chance to do the last couple of months over again, I don't know what I would do, but I do know that a lead pipe would most assuredly not be involved. But you must reap what you sow, and now I'm reaping in all sorts of shit. This Pane of Glass match, if I ever meet the twisted fucker that thought of this monstrosity, then i'll do more than a friendly hello.
*returning to the chair across from the camera, LoKi slumps tiredly onto the cold steel chair, a deep far-away look in his eyes, perhaps remembering past events, perhaps pondering future events*
I'm not going to run though, not this time, not ever again. I ran last week. Maybe not physically but my heart wasn't in that match, and I paid for it. I don't know what Pegasus calls that little move of his, hoobajoob or devil sex or whatever, I don't know and I don't really care. The point is, I fell into it because my head wasn't in the match, but not this time. This monstrosity of a match, this Pane of Glass match. It's billed as the mother of all hardcore matches. Well thats fine, If Luis and the Captian want me to take it to another level on Pegasus, then I will. But this is the last time. There it is again, another paradox. I don't want to hurt him anymore, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win this match, and thats the truth.
*lowering his head into his hands, LoKi almost appears to be weeping, untill he looks back up at the camera with a malicious grin on his face*
LoKi - Thats right Peggy, your numbers up. After revival, I won't have to worry about what I do to you in a match, because this will be your last match. I'm doing you a favor really, I'm going to save you from more injury and humiliation. But the only way I can do that my friend is to hurt you one last time. I'm sorry but it's the only way.
*After delivering this chilling proclomation, LoKi rises from his chair, and makes his way to the door, only to stop and turn around once again.*
LoKi - But please Pegasus, don't role over for me, even though it would be best for you if you did, please dont. I may be on the verge of ending your career to save you, but I wan't your last match to be one they talk about for years to come. You came into PCW with a Bang, and I'd like for you to go out on a bang.
*rising from the chair he was sitting on, LoKi begins to pace around the small room that the interview is taking place in. Standing next to the door, it almost looks like he's ready to walk out*
LoKi - What haunts me though, is that I took this beyond a simple grudge. There were many times I could have seriously hurt Jonathan Nordby, the man that would be Pegasus. If I had the chance to do the last couple of months over again, I don't know what I would do, but I do know that a lead pipe would most assuredly not be involved. But you must reap what you sow, and now I'm reaping in all sorts of shit. This Pane of Glass match, if I ever meet the twisted fucker that thought of this monstrosity, then i'll do more than a friendly hello.
*returning to the chair across from the camera, LoKi slumps tiredly onto the cold steel chair, a deep far-away look in his eyes, perhaps remembering past events, perhaps pondering future events*
I'm not going to run though, not this time, not ever again. I ran last week. Maybe not physically but my heart wasn't in that match, and I paid for it. I don't know what Pegasus calls that little move of his, hoobajoob or devil sex or whatever, I don't know and I don't really care. The point is, I fell into it because my head wasn't in the match, but not this time. This monstrosity of a match, this Pane of Glass match. It's billed as the mother of all hardcore matches. Well thats fine, If Luis and the Captian want me to take it to another level on Pegasus, then I will. But this is the last time. There it is again, another paradox. I don't want to hurt him anymore, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win this match, and thats the truth.
*lowering his head into his hands, LoKi almost appears to be weeping, untill he looks back up at the camera with a malicious grin on his face*
LoKi - Thats right Peggy, your numbers up. After revival, I won't have to worry about what I do to you in a match, because this will be your last match. I'm doing you a favor really, I'm going to save you from more injury and humiliation. But the only way I can do that my friend is to hurt you one last time. I'm sorry but it's the only way.
*After delivering this chilling proclomation, LoKi rises from his chair, and makes his way to the door, only to stop and turn around once again.*
LoKi - But please Pegasus, don't role over for me, even though it would be best for you if you did, please dont. I may be on the verge of ending your career to save you, but I wan't your last match to be one they talk about for years to come. You came into PCW with a Bang, and I'd like for you to go out on a bang.