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"They say the mind bends and twists in order to deal with the horrors in life. Sometimes the mind bends so much it snaps in two."
The scene opens up over PPW interviewer named Paul. He is standing in the streets of Newark, NJ. It is about 10 PM at night. The streets are dark, The only person there is him. Paul Wears a Black Trench coat, with a pair of Black pants. He wears a Black PPW baseball cap on his head. He blows on his hands, to keep warm. He breathes heavily, and you can see his breath. It is very cold out. He takes out a pack of Marlboro and lights one up with a silver zippo lighter. He turns and faces the camrea.
Paul-Good evening PPW fans, i am Paul, im standing in Newark, NJ Hometown of PPW's latest superstar, Hardcore Justin. Now, i was told by him that he was to be here somewhere, but i don't see him. I will try to get this interview in, but we will see. I can't seem to find him. Now..
Paul's cell phone begins to ring. Paul shuffles in his pocket and pulls it out. He presses the button.
Paul-Hello? where the hell are you? I'm standing here like an idiot in the freezing cold, and your home? What is your address? What?? What do you mean you live on the street? umm.. Ok ill be there.
Paul begins to laugh, as he flips his cell phone down. He looks back into the camrea.
Paul-Well, that was Hardcore Justin, calling me from a pay phone. It seems he doesen't have a house.. at least not yet. Well, im off to see him in his ummm, abode if you will.
A few minutes later, Paul arrives in what appears to be Justin's place, a dark alley way. An old mattress with no sheets lies in the corner, with a sleeping bag. A few barrels are here and there. Cigarete butts are littered all over the floor. A candle sits on one of the barrels, with a book. Justin is no where to be found. Paul walks over to the book, and He examines it more closely. The hand writting is horrible, it seems to be scribbled in there. Blood stains are all on the pages. It seems to be Hardcore Justin's Diary. Paul picks it up and starts to read.
10/22 That bitch.. how dare she do this to me? Now i know. I know she doesen't give a damn about me. fuck it. I'll be famous soon enough. Then i can shut her up. shut everybody up.
10/23 The voices.. i can hear them. They don't stop. It seems they have gotten worse. I can't even think straight. My mind.. its like my mind is bending. The pain.. its unbearable.
10/24 I will show all these people once and for all. Ill show Lax and all the members of PPW what im made of. They will regret. I'm going to unleash this pain. Im going to make all these people feel my pain, and my saddness.
Hardcore Justin-Do you have a habit of reading other people's diaries?
Paul drops the book on the ground, as he turns around, and stares into the cold, blue eyes of Hardcore Justin. Justin smirks, and picks up his diary. He lays it on the barrel, and lights up a cigarete. Justin wears a pair of ripped blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and a flannel jacket. He lays down on his "bed" holding his head. He inhales and then exhales the smoke into the sky. He begins to laugh, as he turns to Paul.
Hardcore Justin-I'd offer you something to drink, but it seems i don't have a refridgerator. Or a roof over my head for that matter..
Paul-Justin, this is were you live? Don't you have a home?
Justin starts to laugh, as he exhales another breath of smoke into the air. He then stares at Paul.
Hardcore Justin-You can't be serious. Paul, i don't have a home. I've never had a home. I never called that place i lived in with Emily "Home."
Paul-How long have you been here Justin?
Hardcore Justin-A few days.. Emily was pissed that i broke her fucking window. So here i am Paul! Ha Ha Ha. But she will regret soon enough. Soon enough Paul. She will regret everything she's ever done. I'm going to show her. I'm going to show everyone. EVERYONE!!
Justin starts to laugh hysterically. Paul stares at Justin, and starts to speak again.
Paul-Justin, how can you survive out here? what do you eat? what happens if it rains?
Hardcore Justin-This aint the first time i've lived like this, Paul. I know how to survive on the streets. Besides, once i get my first paycheck, ill be able to buy myself a house. Now, you came for an interview did you not?
Paul-Yes i did. Well Justin, on Sunday you are going to have your hands full, when you take on the enitre federation in the battle royal for the PPW World title. Now a few people had a few comments about you, for instance, Drake Drago. Any words about him?
Hardcore Justin-Drake Drago.. is a joke. He really is. This entire federation is a joke, and Drago is no exception. He can come out, shoot his mouth all he wants. He can make his little comments about me. So Drago, you don't think im Hardcore huh? Hmpf. You don't know me. Don't run your mouth about people you don't know. And your going to make me scream? Is that what you said? Whatver. We will see who eliminates you this sunday. I'm done with that guy, i don't wanna waste another breath on him. Next!
Paul-Troy Pain had some things.. He told everyone to stay away from him in the battle royal. Thoughts?
Hardcore Justin-Well, Troy Pain, like i said, i don't know a whole lot about this man, and frankily, i don't care. Let him say his comments. So, you think your going to eliminate everyone? Or as you put it, "Drop everyone on their heads?" Ri..ght. Well Troy, i hate to spoil your plans, but I am the chosen one. I have been chosen to be the leader of PPW. So you can just shut up! I am the "Diamond in the rough" As Adam Lax likes to put it.
Paul-Yes, Adam Lax had quite a few things to say about you. Any thoughts on that?
Hardcore Justin-What Adam Lax said is partially true. Yes Adam, i know what im getting into. You may see this buisness as a place for pain and sorrow, but ya wanna know what i see? I see a light. And finally, my break has come. Finally, the days of crying and pain are over. Adam, you want to come out, run your mouth, say how your going to clense the entire roster with Blood? Is that what you said Adam? Adam, you make me laugh. The only one that will be bleeding is you. And your head will be bleeding at the hands of me. You don't wanna accept the fact that your going to get beaten by a 19 year old "punk". If you make me bleed, so be it. It will not be the first time. See, adam i respect you in alot of ways. I shoulden't come out and start running my mouth saying how im going to beat you. May the best man win. If i lose to you, then i will not be ashamed. i have lost to the better man. But Adam, i must let you know. I will be doing everything in my power to win this match. Adam, i will show no mercy. I will give all that i have. And i won't stop till i am the last man standing. Then everyone.. They will respect me. They will realize that this is my time. My break has finally come. And now, after so long, the tears of sorrow will go away. The agony of defeat will be gone. Adam. See you Sunday. I am looking forward to our meeting. As for the rest of you people, some of which i have heard from, some of which who have refused to show their faces. Take a good, hard look at me. This is the face of your leader. Gentleman, i will do everything to win this match. I will finally release this pain that ive bottled up inside for so long. You all will feel my pain, my anger, my sorrow. And its a feeling that lives with you forever. I can't wait. Finally, maybe i can shut them up, shut them all up.. Sunday, i will be the PPW World champion.. I must win. I will win.
Justin throws his cigarete on the ground, and sits in silence on his bed. He holds his head down, and the camrea then fades out.
