Walkin' in the Rain...

[Guest Powerplay]

This is a somewhat obscure song, but you can find it on KaZaa under "Walk in the Rain" or "Rain". If you put in "Cowboy Bebop", you'll be sure to find it. I've also linked it here.

 

3 Days after Clusterfuck

 

The sweet, mournful sounds of an organ escapes through the opening doors of a massive church in Hartford, and a lonely man steps out onto the near empty streets of the city. A few cars go by as the trench coat and fedora clad man walks into the light drizzle and begins walking down the avenue…

 

I don’t feel a thing

And I stopped remembering…

 

He exits church and angrily steps out onto the sidewalk. The cars next to him speed by, and Hearford can barely put his anger into words. So much wrong, so much bullshit, so much unanswered crap. Thanks a lot, God. Thanks a fucking lot. Without breaking his stride, he nails a stray beer bottle, kicking it away from him into some nearby puddle, producing a soft *SPLUNK*. Meanwhile, the rain intensifies a little bit, prompting the young man to look up. Screw you to, God. Screw you, too…

 

Days are just like moments turned to hours.

 

He had gone to the church to get away everything. He hasn’t prayed or asked forgiveness in a long time, but it will always be a place of solitude for him. Whenever he comes into a church, it always seems to be empty, save for the occasional organ music. But this time, his solitude didn’t resolve anything.

 

Mother used to say

If you want, you’ll find a way…

 

“WILL! LET GO!” Will pulls back harder on the Boston Crab, and the man continues to tap the mat wildly. *SMACK* A hard backhand impacts on his face, and he falls to the side, releasing the crab and allowing the man to go free. “Christ, Will, what the hell did you think you were doing?!” screams Alley, his trainer, as the young man blankly stares back, holding his hand up to the red mark on his cheek. “Well, answer me!” He doesn’t, just giving him a wordless look. “God damn it, Will, don’t do this to me now. Fuck, I heard about what happened. I’m sorry. But you don’t go out and take your shit out on one of MY guys.” Alley sighs, still looking at the young man. “God damn it, the D.A. gave you a week off, and I offered it. Well, now it isn’t an offer. Take your shit and don’t come back ‘til you cool off.”

 

Bet mother never danced through fire showers.

 

He hasn’t felt this angry in a while, either. He’s had a few losses here and there, and he’s had his share of matches that he wished had gone better, but he’d never been humiliated like he was here. Just…. Pathetic. And to be thrown out by his biggest rival… His hand balls up into a fist in his coat pocket, but that’s the only physical sign of anger he shows as Hearford continues through the downpour.

 

Walk… in the rain…

In the rain…. In the rain

I walk in the rain…

In the rain…

 

And all around him… It continues to rain.

 

Is it right…

 

It’s not fair. He shouldn’t get away with what he did to us…

 

Or is it wrong…

 

She won’t get away with what she did to me. She won’t get away for embarrassing me…

 

Or is it here that I belong?

 

He looks up to the sky, its grim overcast covering him while millions upon millions of raindrops streamed down…

 

I don’t hear a sound

Silent faces in the ground…

 

He didn’t want to go back to the hotel. He’d heard enough from Frost and Tom, and even Ejiro and Fugue were in bad moods. Hearford had enough problems on his own without his own teammates heaping their discontents onto his regal frame. He turns at the street corner, and the downpour begins to get heavier.

 

The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen.

 

Could anyone else really understand, anyways? Will turns down one of the corners, stepping in one of the deeper puddles. He doesn’t even notice it, though, the injustice of the world occupying his thoughts at the moment. Alley doesn’t get it. Neither do the guys at the D.A. Office. No one does.

 

If there is a hell

I’m sure this is how it smells…

 

Damn it, why does everything have to go wrong like this? The same thing happened with his second title reign, his first run in the WF…. Just when things look good, something like this brings all his plans to a crashing halt.

 

Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn’t.

 

But it doesn’t matter. It’s over, and I can’t do anything about it. Will sighs sadly, feeling completely helpless. No matter what I do, no matter what I say… it still happened. He stops walking for a moment, and looks up to the sky one last time. Why did this have to happen to me?

 

Walk in the rain… In the rain… In the rain

I walk in the rain… In the rain

 

I’ll show her what happens to people who humiliate me.

 

Am I right…

 

I need to vent my anger. I need to get this out of my head.

 

Or am I wrong…

 

I won’t hold back like last time. Not after this.

 

Or is it here that I belong?

 

Because if I don’t, God knows what it’ll do to me.

 

Walk in the rain… In the rain… In the rain

I walk in the rain… In the rain

 

The Judge looks around at the empty streets…

 

Why do I feel so alone…

 

Not a soul to be seen; Everyone is inside due to the storm. Alone in pain, alone in presence.

 

For some reason I think of home…

 

He continues walking down to street, towards the hotel. This isn’t the first time he’s had to weather a storm alone.

[Guest realitycheck]

Flashbacks.... HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

 

Heh. The hallmark of a Judge promo, and it be a sweet one, yo. The mirror between Judge's past and his present is woven into the promo just as excellently as you did it in the JL. Great song, too.

 

-Z

[Guest El Luchadore Magnifico]

Excellent. Great job, Judge.

 

Can't go wrong with moody Cowboy Bebop music.

[Guest Ace309]

~!

 

Just ~!.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

EVERYTHING IS CLEARER NOW LIFE IS BUT A DREAM YOU KNOW

 

Excellent work. Promo + matches, Judge has the skills to pay the bills...

[Guest Powerplay]

EVERYTHING IS CLEARER NOW LIFE IS BUT A DREAM YOU KNOW

 

Excellent work. Promo + matches, Judge has the skills to pay the bills...

*Judge plays "Blue" for Edwin.

[Guest Suicide King]

Oh, you think you've got something to be moody about now? Wait til you see the card Mark is gonna put up.

[Guest Powerplay]

Oh, you think you've got something to be moody about now? Wait til you see the card Mark is gonna put up.

Aw hell. And I showed up this time too.

[Guest Suicide King]

It's ok. The punishees can PM me for the details, but I think you'll approve... once your hair grows back in, of course.

[Guest Powerplay]

It's ok. The punishees can PM me for the details, but I think you'll approve... once your hair grows back in, of course.

Well, I do have short hair... but I like surprises. I'll wait it out.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

Damn, why you gotta set the bar so high for me to try and take...

 

*plans on her next promoish goodness*

 

-Annie