Post by Hunter Storms on Jul 9, 2015 22:05:28 GMT -5
The scene opens up to a dimly lit park where some people are seen playing around near the fountain set in the background. From the far left,a man in a dark jacket with denim shorts limps in on crouches. He looks out at the people who are horsing around before catching the gaze of one of the people.
Man: "The hell you looking at punk?"
: "The fountain. Seems much prettier when you're not standing in front of it pal. Move."
The man is shocked by the retort of the young man. The man in the dark jacket keeps limping on before setting himself a nearby bench very cautiously. He looks down at the cast on his leg before letting out a small sigh.
: "It's always the same. I lose,I get made fun of and taunted of not bouncing back. The radio shows,the news,it's the same crap everytime. Hunter Storms,the man who has gone under multiple names,gimmicks,and trashy appearances and he still hasn't grown up to suck up to losses. Oh sure he might be a former world champion,but that don't mean s**t in this matter. Just look at him!
Storms slams down his fist on the hard wooden bench,ignoring the pain that now sears through.
Storms: "I was always that one kid that people talked about. There was hardly any good talk about,it was usually just the negatives,about me. That one kid that just can't accept loss,the one kid who can't control his temper,and always the one F**KING KID WHO WOULD GET NOWHERE!
Hunter slowly ventilates after having just screamed from the top of his lungs. The crowd who's still playing doesn't seem to have noticed.
Storms: I'm not making that mistake again. This time,I've gone too far with myself making this error over and over. I may not be there over the next three weeks. But I can promise you all for real,I will be back,I will get my status back up to where I once was. I don't care how long it takes me to climb the mountain,but I will reach the peak and shout,"I! AM! HERE!" See everyone......in 3 weeks.
On that note,Hunter slowly works his way up onto his good leg before retrieving his crutches and slowly limp his way out of the frame before it fades to black.
Man: "The hell you looking at punk?"
: "The fountain. Seems much prettier when you're not standing in front of it pal. Move."The man is shocked by the retort of the young man. The man in the dark jacket keeps limping on before setting himself a nearby bench very cautiously. He looks down at the cast on his leg before letting out a small sigh.
: "It's always the same. I lose,I get made fun of and taunted of not bouncing back. The radio shows,the news,it's the same crap everytime. Hunter Storms,the man who has gone under multiple names,gimmicks,and trashy appearances and he still hasn't grown up to suck up to losses. Oh sure he might be a former world champion,but that don't mean s**t in this matter. Just look at him!Storms slams down his fist on the hard wooden bench,ignoring the pain that now sears through.
Storms: "I was always that one kid that people talked about. There was hardly any good talk about,it was usually just the negatives,about me. That one kid that just can't accept loss,the one kid who can't control his temper,and always the one F**KING KID WHO WOULD GET NOWHERE!
Hunter slowly ventilates after having just screamed from the top of his lungs. The crowd who's still playing doesn't seem to have noticed.
Storms: I'm not making that mistake again. This time,I've gone too far with myself making this error over and over. I may not be there over the next three weeks. But I can promise you all for real,I will be back,I will get my status back up to where I once was. I don't care how long it takes me to climb the mountain,but I will reach the peak and shout,"I! AM! HERE!" See everyone......in 3 weeks.
On that note,Hunter slowly works his way up onto his good leg before retrieving his crutches and slowly limp his way out of the frame before it fades to black.