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Happy Valentine's Day; And some insight
Topic Started: Feb 14 2010, 01:20 PM (74 Views)
King Nothing
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The Ultimate Opportunist
“Cain, huh? So in order to get a rematch for the title, he has to go through me. Former world champion or not… I’m going to break his fucking neck!”

The sound of a freight train running across the background overtakes the scene. King Nothing slowly walks down another set of tracks with his hands in his pockets. The bitter cold slaps his cheeks leaving them reddened. Giving a whistle for good measure, the train continues its journey down the never ending parallel lines as King Nothing continues his.

He has had the week off, the first time in a long time. He went home, got some work done, and in the middle of it all, he was able to take a lot of time to think. What path has he set forth upon? What destination will he ultimately reach? Amber spent most of the week with him. She’s a different girl now. She’s more aggressive, more open, more willing to try new things. While this is the girl King Nothing has hoped for, and will enjoy her while this lasts, he knows that this girl is not REALLY Amber. He realizes that what she’s doing is nothing more than a desperate act, a plea for forgiveness and acceptance. She shall, soon, grow tired of this game and revert back to her usual self. How well this bodes for King Nothing remains to be seen, but for the first time in his life, he is in company of his two greatest desires: Amber, and Championship gold.

Cain threatens that. Rish, for some reason, perhaps as a shot against the Cyndicate, perhaps kissing the ass of the insurgency, is booking this “double or nothing” type match. If King Nothing wins, he keeps the belt and moves on to the chance to face off for the World title. If he doesn’t succeed, however, he will lose the belt he has now, and be out of the tournament for the World title. While this is a great deal of incentive to win, it’s not a terribly good incentive to fight fair. If he loses, King Nothing thinks, he may just lose with a DQ. The loss will count, but the belt will stay. Plus, it’s always fun to jam a chair down an Insurgency member’s throat.
His thoughts turn to Dan Highlander and Caledonia. He remembers how Highlander kicked the door down and entered the locker room fuming. He takes a moment to reflect on the flood of joy that came to him when he saw the expression on Highlander’s face change when he looked around the room. He remembers the threats to Caledonia, and how, for some reason, putting her in the line of fire is the only thing that will make Dan unleash the beast. He thinks about Caledonia. How this beautiful goddess ended up with a lug like Highlander is mysterious to him. King Nothing imagines her standing in a sunny field with little yellow flowers in her hair, the wind blowing softly, rustling her white dress to the side.

King Nothing snaps out of his thoughts after catching his foot momentarily on a board. As he walks, he pulls out a voice recorder from his pocket, and begins dictating.

“Thought One, Poetic writing. Love lost. Begin.

I can’t sleep. I spend each night in wakeful agony. My days are filled with distractions. My world is dominated by the feelings I’m having. I search the deepest recesses of my mind trying to find the words to adequately express my feelings for you, but alas, they don’t exist. All I know is that you’ve possessed me, taken over my every waking thought, and driven me to the depths of despair. I find myself compelled to communicate my feelings, for they give me no peace. I long for but a glance from your beautiful eyes, or the privilege to catch a gentle greeting falling from you lovely lips. Every word you have spoken to me I have treasured, like the most precious of jewels.

It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you, but the opposite is what happened. I fell hard and I fell fast. It’s hard to believe that someone like you exists in my world. I find it very easy to imagine sharing my life with you. When I imagine you, I can feel your kiss teasing my lips, the way your breath feels on my skin. They tingle, longing to again touch yours, begging to experience you once more. My mind plays tricks on me, I catch your scent and I look around only to see emptiness and hear silence though each time, I pray that I’ll see you there with open arms.

I believe in fate, and that all of my actions throughout my life have taken me to the point where you walked into my life. When I think of that, I ask what I did right to be rewarded so greatly. I see our time together as a blessing. However brief, one moment with you is better than a lifetime without you.

They say it’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. When you’ve lost love, nothing else seems to matter. No flower continues to smell sweet. No experience quite so enjoyable. Every joy is replaced by painfully agonizing longing for the meaning that you have given my life.

You’re amazing in every conceivable way. I find you perfect. Your mind never ceases to amaze me. Your smile lights up my world. The way you move, the way you laugh at my silly antics, and the way your face lights up when you talk about things that excite you, come together to form an irresistible combination.

When you held on to me tighter, and begged me not to leave, I could feel your heart break. My own broke in unison, simply knowing that I was the one causing you this pain. Even now, my heart aches when I think of you. The conversation we had, the way it ended shattered my heart. Saying goodbye that night was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. Goodbyes are so final, but contrary to the heart, this decision is for the better.

I have decided that what I miss most from our time together are the times when we would lay in each other’s arms having conversations, and sharing our thoughts. But there was also the laughter, when you showed me that life's joy lies in its ironies and trivialities, as well as in its grave moments; and I treasure the occasions when I had the honor of making you laugh in return. You’ve also shown me that life isn’t about physical things. You’ve shown me that happiness comes not from getting what you want, but from wanting what you have.

You must be tiring of my faltering attempts to put into words that which can only be expressed truly if it is lived out over the course of many long years. My gratitude for bearing with me thus far. It is my prayer that, in whatever you do, you find happiness, and wherever you go, you would continue to grace those around you with your innocence and wisdom. And if ever there is the opportunity for me to join those undeserving people once more, you need only say the word and I am there, for I am, as always,
Yours”

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