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The Dreams...
Topic Started: Jan 22 2010, 02:00 AM (68 Views)
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Dream Sequence


(As I sleep peacefully in my slumber many things go through my head. As of late the things I’ve been seeing can only be described as nothing short of horrifying.)

“Where am I?”

(I say to myself as I sit inside a hospital room. It is all too familiar to me. It’s the same room Ross has been shacked up in for the past couple of weeks. Something is different though this time. I don’t know what but I have a really strange feeling. I look around to notice the curtain is pulled around the bed. This is most unusual.)

“Ummm hello?”

(I say as I approach the curtain. I open the curtain up to see Chris Ross laid up on the bed. He was still hooked up to many machines. However things started to get strange.)

“Kimo…”

(I hear his voice but I don’t know where it’s coming from. It obviously isn’t coming from the body that is laying on the bed there.)

“Ross dog? Is that you!?”

(I am completely lost at this point. I have no idea what is going on. Why am I hearing his voice?!”

“Kimo… Look what you have done to me…”

“Ross dog I’m sorry!!! I know I should have had your back!”

(I look around frantically to see none other than Ross himself standing behind me dressed in a long trench coat.)

“Ross?!”

“Yes Kimo I stand here before you. I thought you had my back man! What happened to the promise that you made me?!”

(I feel as if I am seeing a ghost. I feel completely mortified as I am hearing what he is saying.)

“Dog ya don’t even realize how bad I feel! I know I broke the promise I made! I’ve been beaten myself up fo tha last lord knows how many weeks now!”

(Ross shakes his head looking at me. It’s clear that he is disgusted by what I say.)

“Sorry? That’s all you have to say? Look at me Kimo! I am dead! Why do you think they pulled the curtains shut around me huh?”

(I turn and look at the body laying in the bed. His skin is pale white and is cold as ice. Reality is starting to kick in.)

“D… Dead?!”

“Yes Kimo! It’s you’re fault that I was stuck in some shit hole of a hospital only to die weeks later! Do you think I wanted to go out like this Kimo? Why??? Why???? Whyyyyyyyyy?????

(The words echoed on as blood suddenly spewed from Ross’ mouth like it was some horror movie. I take a few steps back almost feeling like my heart can stop at any second. His face slowly melts away in a horrific fashion….)





The Back Seat Of My Escalade: 1/19/10

(I wake up ripping my eyes open. My body is completely drenched in sweat from what I saw. In my left hand is a half empty bottle of Jamaican Rum.)

“Holy shit Mon you’ve been out for tha last 4 hours!”

(I look up to see Jamaica looking down at me from the passenger’s seat. Apparently they decided to throw me into the back trunk area like I was a corpse. I said it once and I’ll say it again… I’ve slept in worse places.)

“Ugh why is my back killing me and where the hell am I dog.”

(I say sitting up rubbing my eyes.)

“Well judging from the fact you were sleeping on an ice scraper for the last 4 hours that may explain your first question. And as for where we are we’re heading to Albany New York mon!”

“Yeah Kimo now is where you get to kick some ass and gain some redemption on Caleb Walker.”

(I sit up seeing Red Dog is behind the wheel.)

“I don’t know if I can handle it anymore Red. My head is spinning like a top. You guys don’t even realize the nightmares I’ve been having…”

(I say shaking breathing heavily laying on the ground. No one knows what has been going through my head. And at this point it even scares me.)

“Kimo you have to shake it off. They are only dreams.”

(I lay there and shake my head. Not Red Dog. Not Jamaica. Not anyone knows how I feel. Words can’t describe the pain.)

“Just get me to the arena as fast as possible. Caleb Walker is doing this to me…”

(That’s all I say before laying back down and not saying another word.)




Albany New York: Times Union Center: Backstage: 1/20/10


(I am sitting in my locker room in a chair. I am dressed in a pair of long baggy jeans, a white wife beater, and a black dew rag tied around my head.)

“Pain… Do you know what pain is Walker? Let me explain to you dog these last few weeks have single handedly been the worst weeks of my life! And you know why Walker? Because you have gotten inside my head. You’ve basically been tearing my brain apart little by little. Do you know how it feels to be scared to fall asleep at night just because you don’t want to see the dreams? Do you dog? Let me tell you Walker. You won’t know the true meaning of pain until I get my hands on you. I don’t care how big you are, Or how small I am. The only thing that will truly matter is that I leave you in a pool of your own blood!”

(I say rocking back an fourth in the chair shaking.)

“Walker I have been second guessing myself so much lately I’m beginning to lose sense of reality! I am seeing things I should not be seeing! Close your eyes Walker. Imagine your closest friend being hospitalized in critical condition because of someone else. And you could’ve stopped it. Do you know how it feels Walker? Seeing as how you basically have no remorse for anything I guess you don’t. But mark my words dog… The Hoodlum From Hawaii will bring a new meaning to the word pain. And trust me Walker. It won’t be quick and painless. I will make sure it is as slow and painful as humanly possible dog! I want you to feel the pain I’ve felt the past few weeks! And maybe then you will realize that you have made single handedly the biggest mistake of your life. I just hope you focus on Zodiac because I am focusing 110% on your oversized ass. I said once and I’ll say it again. Take that letter as a death threat… I am coming for you Walker… So says The Hoodlum From Hawaii… The Hawaiian Hustler… The God Of The Streets… Kimo Newton…”

(And with those words said The scene fades out to see me just looking at the floor almost in an emotionless state.)
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