Post by The Stargazer on Aug 7, 2007 22:04:03 GMT -5
The Stargazer is walking the streets of Tokyo, camera crew following him, it's raining, noisy, and smells like fish. He has on a long brown trench coat, his collar up and his lucky green line vest is present.
Me and you, we sell seats. We fill arena's and put on the most dazzling show of srength and endurance of anything I can think of. Gladiator's of our time, warriors of fortune doing what they do best, entertain the masses.
Yet difference is what sets us apart my friend, difference in how we obtain our goals, differences in lifestyles, and differences in ethics. Choose your next move carefully my friend, having to say it might be your last would be far to cliche, I certainly wouldn't want to be like you.
Cliche enough to note it, it 'will' be your last upon my realm.[/i]
You show me no respect in the eyes of my maker, you throw my Lord's name around like he owed you money.
No longer will you be so disrespectful.
Telling the people you will smite me down like some demon, like some monster from the belly of hell infuriates me. You can't dodge me forever, you can't run from me. To spread such heinous lies, to take the coward way out, well, is befitting.
For such a false champion.
Throw some dirt on your elbows and knees, give me words of unfathomable wisdom. As I'm crossing the enemies lines, where the wounded and dead show the way. Give me everything you could possbile throw at me. Tell me I'm not treating you with respect, warn me of brutality, do whatever your heart desires.
It won't matter much.
The origin of my desire doesn't dwell in my heart, it isn't made artificially, it comes from you, and everyone else I've been pitted against. It's the thrill of what I do that keeps me driving. So I suggest stop trying to sway the children, the 'be cool stay in school' mentality died when we dropped the atomic bomb.
For the entire half of the century, blood was life.
While your going to "James Woods Highschool", teaching children to pay their taxes and follow dreams, I prove that dreams can be crushed, and hopes can be spoiled. I don't try to act this way, I don't want to be the bearer of bad news to all the kiddies out there, but T-Money lies whenever he tells you anything.
Tivo will tell you that.
Your rant wanted me to commit genocide, why tell kids anything you have can be taken away? What about pride? Faith? Honor? You don't tell kids they can be stepped on just because your idiocy led you down a road with no ending.
Kids, if anybody that still lives with their parents is watching this, let ole Stargazer tell you the real truth behind T-Money's words. While yes, it's true 'material' possesions can be taken away, that's only if you allow it. You still have your heart, and everything henceforth. Don't let T-Money be the example, don't let his far sly guided life be the template of everything bad.
Lightning can strike twice.
They stop at a sushi stand, he gets in line and starts expressing his feeling on his future opponent.
I hate you for speaking to children about the importance of education and living right, it made me want to vomit. All you had to do was pick up the mic and say, "Hey kids, don't be like T-Money, I lie, I did drugs, and I have gotten sodomized repeatedly for it". That's it, that's all you had to do, but no, you decided to take it 50 steps farther than it ever needed to go.
That won't stand any longer.
I noticed that the kids looked confused. Where they were in a house of higher reading, this man in front of man, was the epitomy of everything they shouldn't be. Standing in front of them, was a hypocrite, who could never spell the word. I could travel to the cities of this country, that have barren wastelands of sounds and drugs and dirt, and see you, everywhere. You're spectacle of human irony amuses me, you're a human cliche.
Shall I go on?
The, quote, unquote "Highly Untouchable, Gangsters", were you attempting to make joke? Cause that's how it came across, my friend.
Either way, kudos on the joke.
Are you sure that wasn't meant to mean, "The Highly Untalented Group", cause that's what I would have guessed. Granted you're "my" champion, even David Arquette was a champion at one point.
That whole year made God cry.
Yet I feel my time here has come to it's course. I wanted to convey my anger in it's entirety, because I felt you needed to hear it. I will leave you, T-Money and kids with these words of wisdom.
Money, you are the human embodiment of a cliche, and cliche's are always short stories. Yours is coming to an end, my friend.
The Stargazer grabs his meal, looks at the camera with furiosity, and walks off into the rain, the crew dare not to follow.[/b][/font][/color]
Me and you, we sell seats. We fill arena's and put on the most dazzling show of srength and endurance of anything I can think of. Gladiator's of our time, warriors of fortune doing what they do best, entertain the masses.
Yet difference is what sets us apart my friend, difference in how we obtain our goals, differences in lifestyles, and differences in ethics. Choose your next move carefully my friend, having to say it might be your last would be far to cliche, I certainly wouldn't want to be like you.
Cliche enough to note it, it 'will' be your last upon my realm.[/i]
You show me no respect in the eyes of my maker, you throw my Lord's name around like he owed you money.
No longer will you be so disrespectful.
Telling the people you will smite me down like some demon, like some monster from the belly of hell infuriates me. You can't dodge me forever, you can't run from me. To spread such heinous lies, to take the coward way out, well, is befitting.
For such a false champion.
Throw some dirt on your elbows and knees, give me words of unfathomable wisdom. As I'm crossing the enemies lines, where the wounded and dead show the way. Give me everything you could possbile throw at me. Tell me I'm not treating you with respect, warn me of brutality, do whatever your heart desires.
It won't matter much.
The origin of my desire doesn't dwell in my heart, it isn't made artificially, it comes from you, and everyone else I've been pitted against. It's the thrill of what I do that keeps me driving. So I suggest stop trying to sway the children, the 'be cool stay in school' mentality died when we dropped the atomic bomb.
For the entire half of the century, blood was life.
While your going to "James Woods Highschool", teaching children to pay their taxes and follow dreams, I prove that dreams can be crushed, and hopes can be spoiled. I don't try to act this way, I don't want to be the bearer of bad news to all the kiddies out there, but T-Money lies whenever he tells you anything.
Tivo will tell you that.
Your rant wanted me to commit genocide, why tell kids anything you have can be taken away? What about pride? Faith? Honor? You don't tell kids they can be stepped on just because your idiocy led you down a road with no ending.
Kids, if anybody that still lives with their parents is watching this, let ole Stargazer tell you the real truth behind T-Money's words. While yes, it's true 'material' possesions can be taken away, that's only if you allow it. You still have your heart, and everything henceforth. Don't let T-Money be the example, don't let his far sly guided life be the template of everything bad.
Lightning can strike twice.
They stop at a sushi stand, he gets in line and starts expressing his feeling on his future opponent.
I hate you for speaking to children about the importance of education and living right, it made me want to vomit. All you had to do was pick up the mic and say, "Hey kids, don't be like T-Money, I lie, I did drugs, and I have gotten sodomized repeatedly for it". That's it, that's all you had to do, but no, you decided to take it 50 steps farther than it ever needed to go.
That won't stand any longer.
I noticed that the kids looked confused. Where they were in a house of higher reading, this man in front of man, was the epitomy of everything they shouldn't be. Standing in front of them, was a hypocrite, who could never spell the word. I could travel to the cities of this country, that have barren wastelands of sounds and drugs and dirt, and see you, everywhere. You're spectacle of human irony amuses me, you're a human cliche.
Shall I go on?
The, quote, unquote "Highly Untouchable, Gangsters", were you attempting to make joke? Cause that's how it came across, my friend.
Either way, kudos on the joke.
Are you sure that wasn't meant to mean, "The Highly Untalented Group", cause that's what I would have guessed. Granted you're "my" champion, even David Arquette was a champion at one point.
That whole year made God cry.
Yet I feel my time here has come to it's course. I wanted to convey my anger in it's entirety, because I felt you needed to hear it. I will leave you, T-Money and kids with these words of wisdom.
Money, you are the human embodiment of a cliche, and cliche's are always short stories. Yours is coming to an end, my friend.
The Stargazer grabs his meal, looks at the camera with furiosity, and walks off into the rain, the crew dare not to follow.[/b][/font][/color]
