Rape the Day
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-23-03 AT 05:12 PM (EST)](FADEIN to a beautiful, picturesque scene on the edge of a mountain. Anarky sits, one leg dangling over the edge, a lit cigarette in his hand, with his arm draped over his leg. For a moment, he ignores the camera, and takes a few drags. When he finally does speak, he does so without looking at the camera, with a quiet, reassured voice.)
ANARKY: "What is it about the weakness of the mind, Cameron, that makes men resort to pettiness? I only ask you, because it seems obvious to me that you are, indeed, a man of weak mind. After all, making fun of me for standing on top of buildings or sitting at the edge of ledges? Is this the best you can do? Making a tasteless joke about snipers and terrorists? You don't like where I cut my interviews? You want me to sit in front of a GLCW banner? Or maybe I could just stop and smell the flowers like you, hm, Cameron? Then maybe people would think I was an intelligent, thoughtful person. But if I was anything like you, Cam... I'd be lying.
"You see, Cam... where I choose to speak from should be the least of your concerns. You claim not to have the time to dilly-dally like some kind of... superhero... such as myself... yet you waste your breath refuting me. But this is only the first, and least important of your logical fallacies.
"Now, Cam... I know it's important for your image to APPEAR as though you make sense. And I'm sure, somewhere in the depths of your subnormal brain, everything you say hits the money spot. But just because something APPEARS to be true doesn't make it so.
"Do you really think I'm incapable of understanding that we get paid, Cam? Believe it or not, even I get paid, buddy. And probably more than you, though I guess we'll never know, will we? You see, Cameron, I did not take offense to the fact that you get paid. I do understand this, I assure you. I took offense to what you said because you claimed... and I'm quoting you here... that you were here for one reason... because the boss needed you and was willing to pay you.
"Now, I can ignore the fact that that's actually TWO reasons, Cameron. Such slip-ups are allowed... even EXPECTED from someone such as yourself. But then you go back and tell me that you do, in fact, want to be a Champion, but you don't expect to simply be HANDED a title shot. Instead, your motivation is the ability to MAKE IT LAST. Your words, Cameron. Not mine."
(He stops speaking and throws the cigarette butt over the edge, watching it fall into the ravine below. He turns towards the camera and lifts his sunglasses, revealing eyes that have not gotten enough sleep. A sharp scar runs vertically next to his right eye.)
ANARKY: "I don't expect your RESPECT, Cameron. I don't expect you to know who I am, or what I've done for this sport for the past ten years. I don't care if you think that I was promised a title shot. I wasn't. I've EARNED ONE. I've beaten EACH AND EVERY person they've put in my path. And you're the next one on that path, Cameron. And that doesn't bode well for your career. Or your future paychecks.
"But it doesn't pay to speak the truth. It pays to lie and pretend that you don't care about things like titles. It pays to pretend that the only thing that drives you is the pure CHALLENGE of it. It pays to slap the fans' hands, and scream out the name of whatever worthless city you're staying in. It pays... Cameron... to pretend to be good. But there's nothing GOOD about you, or Maelstrom, or anyone else around here.
"The TRUTH, Cameron... is what I have on my side. Am I a monster? Yes, most probably. But at least I admit it. At least I don't PRETEND to be something else. At least I don't have to pick apart the location of your promos JUST TO FEEL SMARTER THAN YOU.
"You are a monster too, Cameron. You and everyone else here. Because your entire existence... your life force... is simply to be a harbinger of pain and misery towards others like you. To engulf the ring in agony for the bloodlust of the fans. To fool people into thinking that your STUPID LITTLE GAMES and your STUPID LITTLE AMBITIONS mean more than pain or suffering.
"Well I will set you free, Cameron. I will expose you for the fraud you are. And when I'm done... you'll still be the stupid, insignificant bug that you were before... and I... I will be...
"... one step closer... to salvation."
(FADEOUT as he laughs maddeningly... )