Promo - Awakening

[Guest The Myriad]

A man sits alone in a dark room with nothing around him, nothing to distract him...he can let his train of thought run wild and take him where it may. For a few moments, he sits within this silence; unmoving, unfeeling. Suddenly, without warning, his voice begins to emit waves of sound as he speaks aloud the thoughts that have intertwined themselves with his being.

 

.:: A comeback...is that what it should be called? I’m not so sure. It’s not like I was ever truly a superstar to begin with...so what would I have to come back to? Mediocrity? No...I can’t settle for second best...I won’t settle for second best. There was a time when I wouldn’t have really cared if I struggled or succeeded within this... “place” ...but that time is at an end. Floundering is a thing of the past...unbridled success is the way. I have seen the light...so with all due respect, get the fuck out of the way. ::.

 

...and then silence...

 

...and then a voice whispers...

 

“...insecurities...”

 

.:: While I’ve never been the most confident man, I have always had a way of reassuring myself that I was quite capable inside the ring; nobody has ever argued or been able to submit to me any evidence that would hinder my thoughts on the subject. However...the mind of an athlete is a fragile thing, and there is no encryption to protect to constant transfer of data, expelling itself or vice versa. It only takes a little pressure to trigger an avalanche...and in this case, it only takes one loss for a man’s confidence to grab a plane ticket to never never land. For me, I can’t say for certain exactly when it was triggered...but ever since then, I haven’t been the same. Over a year ago I was hitting a stride, poised to deliver on all my promises and to exert my will as one of the elite in the company...but somewhere along the way, a piece of the track was missing...my dreams became a thing of the past. ::.

 

...and then silence...

 

...and then a voice whispers...

 

“...derailed...”

 

.:: Yes, they were derailed...and they flew off the tracks like a bullet train headed straight to hell. If only an angel were here to save me... ::.

 

...and then silence...

 

...and then a voice whispers...

 

“...frail...”

 

.:: But I shouldn’t be. I can fight my own battles...I have done it many times before. Only, it’s harder to get back into the swing of things than I thought it would have been. For most of the people in the world, falling is an everyday occurrence. They make an attempt...and if they fail, they get back up and re-think their approach. They don’t just give up...if they did, nobody would ever accomplish anything. And I know things...but...but for some reason, I thought it was the best course of action...I thought that it would protect me; of course it did, in a way. If you don’t ever put yourself out on the line...there’s no chance of letting yourself get hurt. There is no chance for gain, either...you cannot better yourself if you don’t try. ::.

 

...and then silence...

 

...and then a voice whispers...

 

“...fear...”

 

.:: It is what stops one from trying. It is what makes people think about giving up...and it is what ultimately drives them to such evasive action. I, however, am not afraid anymore...I don’t have anything to fear, and my chagrin is that it took me so long to come to this conclusion. I have conquered my fear...and thus, it is my volition and my obligation to aide others in doing so. But do not be fooled, for I am no angel...I don’t have wings or a halo, and I am not perfect...My name is simply... ::.

 

...and then silence...

 

...and then a voice whispers...

 

“...hero...”

[Guest Muzz]

Pinnacle work my friend, it's great reading these. Stay around to do some more. (Y)

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

Spiffy stuff. Keep it up...or die.

[Guest crusen86]

Hey, ace promo. Keep it up. Character evolution is always a good thing. Er, mostly anyway.

[Guest kelloggs]

That's NIIIIIICE...uh tight promo!

[Guest -Cutthroat-]

OH mY GOD IT'S!!! IT'S!!! IT'S!!! It's...uh...who is he?

[Guest The Myriad]

Cutthroat, get the fuck off my thread, you're degrading the quality of it with your mere presence.

[Guest Tyler McClelland]

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