The past will never come back
Feb 7, 2017 17:30:14 GMT -5
Post by Smart Style on Feb 7, 2017 17:30:14 GMT -5
Having witnessed the 15 Championship once more elude his grasp, and to add insult to injury the title fell into the hands of the long-term thorn in his side Terrence Tillman. What’s more, having seen Tillman also get his hands on that other long-term thorn in his side, Jordan Cain, it would be understandable if Majima was consumed with rage. Yet in spite of this, his voice hasn’t raised a single decibel and spit isn’t flying from his mouth with every hard syllable – however, do not mistake his lack of lashing out for tranquillity…
If you believe the legend, any man can start with a few coins in his pocket and turn that into an empire. We have heard this story many times, yet it is just that: a story, Majima intones, yet the reality is something very different. The man with those coins in his pocket may have an idea, yet the reality is many people wish to get their hands on those coins and leave him with nothing.
Tilting his head back slightly, Majima takes a deep breath, but it does not seem to be for calming effect
If people are willing to take something which is comparatively small just because they can, of course their greed will consume them if the prize is more substantial. That is the nature of the beast…, as a thought occurs, Majima cocks his head slightly, and that is the issue: people are supposed to have evolved from the animals they once were, driven by instinct with little thought for others, yet when something of value is at stake there is always someone who is only too willing to regress to that base nature.
Yet when somebody steals something which has no value to them, yet they steal it anyway, that is when someone exposes their true self as being something very different to the legend they want to write about themselves… reaching his point at last, Majima pauses to lend his words sufficient weight, and suffice to say, their true self is not “terrific.”
What reason did Tillman have to attack Jordan Cain? He was upset as one match did not go his way? That simply does not compare with all I have had to endure from him since I signed with 3GW, with him belittling what I do and stacking the deck to get the title I earned into the hands of someone who didn’t deserve it. Yet now you hold that title… Majima takes a sharp intake of breath… Maritza Diaz can content herself with the knowledge that I and focusing on the match in hand, as I intend to prove Jordan Cain wrong by claiming another one of his championships in spite of him, yet at the same time I must apologise to Maritza Diaz as there is no chance of me cooperating with the third member of our team. I do not trust him, I cannot trust him, and if you are wise you will not trust him either.
Leaning forward ever so slightly, Majima places a couple of fingers against his temples as he thinks of what he is saying, I am aware this could be of benefit Cyncity and her subordinates, yet at the same time it is worth remembering that my mistrust of Tillman has been earned over a very long time, such a long time that it predates 3GW, and if Tillman wishes for me to let bygones be bygones it will take a lot to clean the slate.
Yet if we are to talk about proving a point, then proving that Cyncity is not a God but a pretender surrounded by minions who tell the empress that her tattered rags are the finest clothes in the kingdom, this requires a calm head, a steady hand, and a lack of knives between the shoulder blades. I can promise I have no intention of the latter, as I prefer to face my rivals head-on, and I promise that my word carries a significant weight. I would sooner walk away from this company than break my word, Majima once again pauses, almost as if the thought of starting over elsewhere has given him pause, but instead he continues yet I am content to remain to break everything which is preventing this same company achieving everything that it could, and Cyncity is the second item on that particular list – and I am sure I have made clear who the one person listed above her may be.
Word count: 752
If you believe the legend, any man can start with a few coins in his pocket and turn that into an empire. We have heard this story many times, yet it is just that: a story, Majima intones, yet the reality is something very different. The man with those coins in his pocket may have an idea, yet the reality is many people wish to get their hands on those coins and leave him with nothing.
Tilting his head back slightly, Majima takes a deep breath, but it does not seem to be for calming effect
If people are willing to take something which is comparatively small just because they can, of course their greed will consume them if the prize is more substantial. That is the nature of the beast…, as a thought occurs, Majima cocks his head slightly, and that is the issue: people are supposed to have evolved from the animals they once were, driven by instinct with little thought for others, yet when something of value is at stake there is always someone who is only too willing to regress to that base nature.
Yet when somebody steals something which has no value to them, yet they steal it anyway, that is when someone exposes their true self as being something very different to the legend they want to write about themselves… reaching his point at last, Majima pauses to lend his words sufficient weight, and suffice to say, their true self is not “terrific.”
What reason did Tillman have to attack Jordan Cain? He was upset as one match did not go his way? That simply does not compare with all I have had to endure from him since I signed with 3GW, with him belittling what I do and stacking the deck to get the title I earned into the hands of someone who didn’t deserve it. Yet now you hold that title… Majima takes a sharp intake of breath… Maritza Diaz can content herself with the knowledge that I and focusing on the match in hand, as I intend to prove Jordan Cain wrong by claiming another one of his championships in spite of him, yet at the same time I must apologise to Maritza Diaz as there is no chance of me cooperating with the third member of our team. I do not trust him, I cannot trust him, and if you are wise you will not trust him either.
Leaning forward ever so slightly, Majima places a couple of fingers against his temples as he thinks of what he is saying, I am aware this could be of benefit Cyncity and her subordinates, yet at the same time it is worth remembering that my mistrust of Tillman has been earned over a very long time, such a long time that it predates 3GW, and if Tillman wishes for me to let bygones be bygones it will take a lot to clean the slate.
Yet if we are to talk about proving a point, then proving that Cyncity is not a God but a pretender surrounded by minions who tell the empress that her tattered rags are the finest clothes in the kingdom, this requires a calm head, a steady hand, and a lack of knives between the shoulder blades. I can promise I have no intention of the latter, as I prefer to face my rivals head-on, and I promise that my word carries a significant weight. I would sooner walk away from this company than break my word, Majima once again pauses, almost as if the thought of starting over elsewhere has given him pause, but instead he continues yet I am content to remain to break everything which is preventing this same company achieving everything that it could, and Cyncity is the second item on that particular list – and I am sure I have made clear who the one person listed above her may be.
Word count: 752
