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Courage Is The Worst Mental Illness
Topic Started: Nov 4 2017, 12:46 AM (73 Views)
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It's a chilly November morning in Upstate New York, the sound of the wind whipping around gently in the background of our visage. Trees dance and sway in the morning breeze while the autumn leaves are piled up neatly off to the right. As the camera gets a scope of the scene, we eventually find ourselves stumbling upon the former PRW Undisputed Champion, 2017 Superbattle winner and Hall Of Fame resident Joey NOX. Joey NOX adjusts the sleeves of his jacket with a rake in one hand and a calm smile on his face. NOX approaches the camera slowly, throwing the rake to the ground as he takes in the inventory around him. With a big deep breath and a slow exhale, Joey cracks a smile as if he's been waiting to be back in front of a camera like this for quite some time. He continues to fiddle with his sleeves, shrugging slightly as he does so. After the wind dies down, Joey peeks up at the camera and offers them perhaps an all too pointed comment without trying too hard to deliver one.


Joey NOX: Nothing special here. No special graphics. No special location, no special gimmicks, no spooks and gimmicks, no crying statues, no snowstorms in Japan, no letters and no face paint. Just a man in his backyard. Just...Joey.


With a little smirk, NOX finishes with his sleeves and turns to the camera entirely. His arms move with his lips as he tells his story and paints his picture like a veteran should. Each word oozes with confidence and life, NOX's body language surprisingly subdued compared to the tenor and impact of his words.


NOX: You know this profession made its living by presenting average people as larger than life heroes. Folks like you and me who had a dream and the DIFFERENCE between you and I, what separates that little line between what I do and what you do, is courage. Now that's not to say you're not courageous but courage magnifies itself in a variety of ways. For instance perhaps you're working three jobs to keep a household afloat, to support your family and to feed your kids. Maybe your form of courage is waking up every day in the morning and battling illness to do what you have to do so your kids can survive another day. MAYBE your courage is being on the front lines protecting freedoms and battling tyrannical rulers and dictators. That's a courage I don't have. You do not LACK courage by not being able to do what I do----but it takes a different kind of courage and a very select few of us can possess it. It's why you all sit at home and say "That's too scary, I'd rather watch someone who looks like me do it!" It's an understanding between the viewer and the performer that there are a select few capable of handling such a daunting task in life.


And I happen to be one of those people.



NOX shrugs his shoulders, pointing his finger at the camera and nodding one time. He shakes his head and takes a slight second to let those words filter in before he smiles again and continues.


Joey NOX: And it's a courage that keeps me here. Waiting and wanting.


His lands lower and now Joey enters inquisitive mode. His body turns and twists with his words, small steps taken by his feet as he seems to be on the verge of pacing. As the wind picks up and the sound of the early morning create background noise, Joey NOX continues onward with his point.


NOX: For some this courage I'm describing is an illness, something Sean Aries and Alex LeBlanc have spoken all too often about. That courage overrides the brain which tells me to just let things go. It's an internal struggle between courage and intelligence; between that disease level of having too much or not enough. You see a lot of people would be happy to chase the dragon and try again but I'm a man enough to admit that Jesse Drive was the better man in San Francisco. If he wasn't then I would've won the title, right? If Jesse wasn't the better man than I'd be champion right now and MAYBE PRW would be in better shape. JUST MAYBE! JUST MAYBE THIS PLACE WOULDN'T NEED ME! See folks I was done after Summerfest---but Alex LeBlanc brought me back in. One more quest for gold on internet pay per view. One more chance to close a final chapter on my career and life. The opportunity to team with a man I respect and to whom I owe so much to is a call I couldn't tun down. What kind of a friend would I be if I did? I'll be Ecuador on December the 8th to stand by my friend and former tag team partner and I'll be chasing trophies held by whomever happens to have them come that time. That's my immediate focus.


But what will I be doing AFTER Ecuador? Hmm.



Joey's hand goes up to his goatee and he scratches slightly, the wind dying down again. NOX scratches his head and mutters something under his breath, his body language one of a confused man. He slowly walks around and takes a seat in a lawn chair, his feet up on the table across from him. With a deep breath, Joey shoots up an eyebrow and then gets back to talking.


NOX: My immediate thought was I'd be going home but you know it's kind of weird, isn't it? Isn't it weird how despite living in New York and having to take a hell of a long flight from Ecuador back home....I've almost got this magnet pulling me elsewhere. Pulling me towards Seattle, Washington.


Joey grimaces, his posture going from comfort to one riddled with tension. Feet down and sitting up in his seat, NOX talks almost like a mad scientist. Each word seems to disconnect from the next like a man trying to piece together some puzzle. His eyes are filled with excitement but his face is covered in confusion.


NOX: But who? And why? What would be SO ENTICING to drag me to Seattle? Well for that I don't know and to be honest, I've long since given up trying to fight this. When the wrestling business calls you, you have but one duty as an athlete and that's to answer. Even if I look at the field of PRW and see nothing of signifance, the allure is still there. It's still calling me. Or perhaps the call is not from wrestling it all but from you, the loyal viewers of PRW.


I mean think about it for a second. The landscape of PRW has changed and perhaps not for the better. We have an absentee champion and an honorable yet absent #1 contender. While Ata vs Ace Andrews has potential to be one of the best matches of all time and I say that with zero sarcasm, what's the good of an empty promise? What if our doting number one contender is not to be seen or heard from because she's found a better calling? After all you won't see me knocking Ata Tatupu if PRW's top humanitarian decides the title isn't quite worth one more trip to help out people in need. What if our champion, the man who holds the gold I almost died to reclaim, doesn't show up? It's not like Ace Andrews hasn't used and abused the heart of PRW for his own personal gain before. We're talking about a millionaire with a schedule akin to a solar eclipse. You look at the X-Division championship match and an I Quit match between two fantastic competitors is always a joy----but I feel like we've BEEN there and DONE that, haven't we? How many more times can we watch Alexander Owens fail at his quest to become champion before you stop buying it? I've been in the ring with Owens on a number of occcassions and I know what he's good at---and I know he's better than this. But how many times does Charlie Brown miss the football before we stop feeling sorry for him? Internet championship match could be good---but who do you root for in a match between two woefully unlikable people? What is it that makes Jack Rider somebody I want to cheer for? WHY WOULD ANYBODY CHEER FOR KEVIN MORDRAD?!



NOX takes a big deep breath and throws his arms up dramatically. He sighs and stands up slowly, approaching the camera.


NOX: And as for the rest of the card? Well....is there one? Jesse Drive is calling out Sean Aries but Aries blew that off and last I heard he's planning to go film a show on the pygmy people of the Congo with 2 Chainz, Solo Darling, Rally Slaughter and the guy who voices the Geico Gecko. My buddy Alex is asking for a match but uh, we've seen how that goes sometimes. Kurt Kiddo I don't believe is busy but who really knows with that guy, looks like he got sucked into the Mercer vortex. Marshall Cage is BACK! And he's HEALTHY! And.....well that's about it. Matt Stevenson? I'll let you folks make the jokes there. All in all, all of these pictures painted and put together with no string to pull them all together. A whole lot of faces going nowhere and going so at your dollar so PERHAPS the call is not from PRW, it's from you guys. The fans of PRW pay top dollar for a product that nickles and dimes there all the way up and down the globe but at some point you gotta deliver. At some point, you gotta bring something more to the table.


The mood changes as Joey lets out one big exhale. His eyes become more focused and intense as he rubs his palms together. He speaks in measured but intense tones, his jaw clenching after each sentence.


NOX: So maybe, just maybe, I'm going to wind up in Seattle because there's only one me....and there's only person who can do what I do. And deep down inside, PRW needs me. They NEED that excitement and they NEED to feel something different. I may not have won the title at Summerfest. I may not have beaten Alexander Owens way back when. I may be past my prime and I may just be another wrestler who sits on the outside and picks his spots.....but I've never not delivered. I've never not had you on your feet screaming. If I wanted to cheer me, I did everything I could to make sure you cheered me loud and strong. If I wanted you to boo me? I was the most miserable despicable son of a bitch on the face of this planet. I delivered. I've always delivered. I've always made you FEEL whatever it is you wanted to feel. I'm a showman. I'm the world's best carnival barker, magician, clown and lion tamer all in one. For all intents and purposes, I'm the one man circus you all pay money to see.


And the big top just might be heading to Washington.



And with that, Joey gives the camera a cocky little smirk and turns and walks off. The camera turns to watch Joey NOX go into his house through the back door, avoiding the horse who shit talks him, and slams it behind him.
Edited by Joey NOX, Nov 4 2017, 12:47 AM.
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