Every breath is a second chance
Jan 10, 2017 18:28:29 GMT -5
Post by Smart Style on Jan 10, 2017 18:28:29 GMT -5
In the wake of being unable to overcome the odds that were stacked against him in the Red Carpet Rumble and having to witness Cyncity capture the Paramount Championship, a championship that Majima has since declared his intentions to capture, we catch up with Shintaro Majima as he prepares for his first match of 2017 – a match with much at stake, as he faces both Becker Gaines and Terrence Tillman for the Fifteen Championship
Many people will say that a new year is a reason to do something new, something different, something better, Majima pauses to roll his head to loudly fix a crick in his neck, …yet what they are really doing is refusing to admit that they failed to achieve their aims in the previous year, and they are hoping to deftly avoid taking responsibility for their failings.
There are things that I achieved in the past year which I am proud of, yet these things are small in comparison to those things that I am less proud of. I do not need to buy a new calendar to find a reason to better this situation, I just need a place where I can better my situation - and make the futures of those responsible that much worse.
Leaning forward just a little, making sure to maintain eye contact with the camera, Majima continues, I have said much on the subject of what Becker Gaines has stolen from me, and only a fool or a liar would beg to differ that is exactly what he has done, yet he is not the only thief that I am facing as Terrence Tillman has stolen two things from me in recent weeks: he stole my chance to take back the Fifteen Championship, but his greatest insult is taking the right to teach Jordan Cain that his actions have consequences. Thinking for a moment, Majima’s eyes narrow as thin as possible, Had you been insulted week after week? Had you seen numerous attempts to place a title that you held around the waist of someone whose sole “quality” is being Jordan Cain’s preferred champion? You did not have the right to take that from me, Tillman, yet you decided that you should do so.
No more.
Abruptly getting to his feet, Majima grabs the camera and holds it at arm’s length, maintaining eye contact all the while
I have made no secret of my desire to become Paramount Champion, but do not think for a moment that I have forgotten what the two of you have taken from me – and do not assume that I am going to walk away and let you enjoy the things you do not deserve.
If this match is to be my final chance at reclaiming the Fifteen Championship I shall have to approach the match as if it is my final chance, and what this means is I shall leave every last ounce of what I have in the ring as I know full well that the choice is to surrender or to fight until my last breath. If the phrase gives me a choice to “do or die” then my choice will always be the first option. I will not falter, I will not relent, I will not accept half-measures.
Cocking his head slightly, Majima eases him intensity, I expect to hear similar comments from those I will be facing, yet I do not believe that somebody who needs to rely on any measure to avoid an actual fight, or to allow someone else to win the fight only to steal the victory – I will not let you forget that, Tillman – is willing to lay down every fibre of their being for the slimmest hope of victory. They have words, empty words, in a short space of time all those words begin to sound the same.
Placing the camera on a shelf, Majima steps back and holds out his arms as far as they will spread, Yet what damage will these words do? They will not wound, they would not even crease my shirt… Majima deftly brushes the back of his hand against his shirt to illustrate his point, and they offer no protection for what I intend to unleash on the two people who have given me every right to physically destroy them, to the degree that it is almost worth being disqualified just so I can punish them to the point that the Fifteen Championship needs to be vacated. Yet I will not do this – I will merely physically destroy them both to the point the referee says neither opponent can continue and awards me the Fifteen Championship once again.
How will words defend against such a thing?
Word count: 791
Many people will say that a new year is a reason to do something new, something different, something better, Majima pauses to roll his head to loudly fix a crick in his neck, …yet what they are really doing is refusing to admit that they failed to achieve their aims in the previous year, and they are hoping to deftly avoid taking responsibility for their failings.
There are things that I achieved in the past year which I am proud of, yet these things are small in comparison to those things that I am less proud of. I do not need to buy a new calendar to find a reason to better this situation, I just need a place where I can better my situation - and make the futures of those responsible that much worse.
Leaning forward just a little, making sure to maintain eye contact with the camera, Majima continues, I have said much on the subject of what Becker Gaines has stolen from me, and only a fool or a liar would beg to differ that is exactly what he has done, yet he is not the only thief that I am facing as Terrence Tillman has stolen two things from me in recent weeks: he stole my chance to take back the Fifteen Championship, but his greatest insult is taking the right to teach Jordan Cain that his actions have consequences. Thinking for a moment, Majima’s eyes narrow as thin as possible, Had you been insulted week after week? Had you seen numerous attempts to place a title that you held around the waist of someone whose sole “quality” is being Jordan Cain’s preferred champion? You did not have the right to take that from me, Tillman, yet you decided that you should do so.
No more.
Abruptly getting to his feet, Majima grabs the camera and holds it at arm’s length, maintaining eye contact all the while
I have made no secret of my desire to become Paramount Champion, but do not think for a moment that I have forgotten what the two of you have taken from me – and do not assume that I am going to walk away and let you enjoy the things you do not deserve.
If this match is to be my final chance at reclaiming the Fifteen Championship I shall have to approach the match as if it is my final chance, and what this means is I shall leave every last ounce of what I have in the ring as I know full well that the choice is to surrender or to fight until my last breath. If the phrase gives me a choice to “do or die” then my choice will always be the first option. I will not falter, I will not relent, I will not accept half-measures.
Cocking his head slightly, Majima eases him intensity, I expect to hear similar comments from those I will be facing, yet I do not believe that somebody who needs to rely on any measure to avoid an actual fight, or to allow someone else to win the fight only to steal the victory – I will not let you forget that, Tillman – is willing to lay down every fibre of their being for the slimmest hope of victory. They have words, empty words, in a short space of time all those words begin to sound the same.
Placing the camera on a shelf, Majima steps back and holds out his arms as far as they will spread, Yet what damage will these words do? They will not wound, they would not even crease my shirt… Majima deftly brushes the back of his hand against his shirt to illustrate his point, and they offer no protection for what I intend to unleash on the two people who have given me every right to physically destroy them, to the degree that it is almost worth being disqualified just so I can punish them to the point that the Fifteen Championship needs to be vacated. Yet I will not do this – I will merely physically destroy them both to the point the referee says neither opponent can continue and awards me the Fifteen Championship once again.
How will words defend against such a thing?
Word count: 791
