Post by fraserfreeman on Oct 23, 2015 16:29:35 GMT -6
It is a dark and cold night. The wind is whistling through the trees and heavy rain batters the leaves and the ground of a secluded forest. Our camera's catch a glimspe of a dishevled looking man staggering through the surrounding woodland. The man is dressed a black hooded sweatshirt and blue jeans. His hair soaking wet and falling raindrops collecting in his frizzed up beard, the man is soaked to the bone as he staggers through the woods whiskey bottle tightly grasped in his hand. It is a rather fitting setting, the dark and gloomy surounding and weather creating a fitting metaphor for the man, Fraser Freeman's current state of mind.
As he staggers on through the woods a memory is triggered and he tuts and shakes his head snickering. For in his head he has drifted off into a world of memory, memories that right now feel like harsh dreams.
It is a time long before Fraser Freeman and Jade got together, however they had been close friends for sometime. There out in the woodland area of a park somewhere in New England not to far from Boston. The sun beats down on the ground gleeming through the leaves of the surrounding trees. Freeman and jade are sat on the ground on a old flannel pattern blanket, there is a picknick basket. With them is a young teenage girl furiously texting away on her brand new flip phone, dressed in torn jeans and a black sleveless t shirt with slits in the back. Yep you guessed it its none other than teenage Ember Freeman.
Ember: Hey dad some friends of mine are down at the band stand, can I go meet them?
Freeman shoots a look at her that says oh come on Ember, we came out here to have some family time.
Ember: Pleeeeeease.
Freeman: Ok you can have half an hour but then you have to come back here for your lunch.
Ember bolts upright and lets out a yay as she giddily runs off towards the bandstand. Freeman turns to Jade and rolls his eyes.
Freeman: Teenagers eh, never happy with just sitting around
Jade: Oh come on Frase!!! We both know we were exactly the same at that age, hell im still a bit like that! I guess your just an old fuddy duddy eh?
Jade nudges him and chuckles a bit. Freeman leans forward and opens the basket pulling out a couple of beers and throwing one at jade and cracking one open for himself. Almost a self defense mechanism, Jade challenged his ability to still be outgoing and boom out comes the beer.
Freeman: Anyway thank you for coming out here with me Jade. Last time I saw Ember she was only 11 and still into princesses and anything pink. As you can imagine that was easier than a stroppy young teenager with emotional shit going on.
Jade: Hey you aint gotta thank me its what friends are for. Oh man did you see that girl trying out for the dome the other day? I mean jesus christ ive seem drunk but that was a whollllle new level, she threw up on the guys crotch on her first lap dance!
Freeman: Yes Jade I saw it the cleaner had gone home and guess whos job it ended up being to clean that rotten bloody foul mess up!
Jade chuckles. Her diversion had worked, she is always trying to divert away from thanks, it makes her uncomfortable. Praise, compliments ect are not easy for her to accept. The conversation drifts away and the two talk for the next 20 minutes laughing and joking. Suddenly they find themselves in a silence and they end up locked in eye contact, inching closer and closer together as if there going to kiss then dunnnffff. A Frisbee comes out of nowhere and clonks Freeman on the head. This is a popular dog walking area and the owner of said Frisbee dog was soon right up in Freeman's face looking for it. Freeman picks it up and hurls it back in the direction of the owner who is yelling apologies from a distance. Theres a awkward silence and before long both are acting as if nothing happened.
Jade: Its lovely out today isnt it
Freeman: Yeah it is, the weathers better than the last time I was up here.
Jade: Its been 40 minutes maybes we should go find Ember?
Freeman: She'll come back soon im sure. Seriously though Jade thanks, your a good friend. Hell I dare say m best friend, your the only person in Vegas who even knows that Ember even exists. With my past and the line of work ive done its best that way. I love her to bits, she is my world, ide love nothing more than her coming to live with me in Vegas, but she is safer out here even if she is with the chuckle brothers.
Freeman chuckles. He is referring to Embers uncles Daniel and Bryan Smith, Embers mothers brothers. With whom he certainly doesn't see eye to eye but they take good care of her, make sure she has what she needs and that she is safe and Freeman isn't sure he can do that not with his line of work and so on.
Jade: The chuckle brothers?
Freeman: Ah nevermind, just an awful childrens comedy act back in good told blighty.
Jade: Oooh. Im more than happy to be here with you Frase, hey maybes eventually she can come out to Vegas and I can tae her shopping, get her out of them raggy tomboy clothes.
Freeman chuckles and smiles, but he knows its unlikely
Freeman: Yeah maybes.
Suddenly up rocks young Ember and the memory drifts back to reality as they all sit down together and eat sandwiches.
Freemans face is going red with anger as he remembers that day. One of the many occasions on which he told Jade how much Ember meant to him. Its hard for him to think someone so close to him could do something so cold and callous. He stops and sits down on a tree stump in front of him and leans forward looking straight into the lens.
U mother fucking WA universe. Cole Hunter, Micheal Rivers and all of his ass monkey children, most of all you JADE! FUCK YOU!
Freeman flips the bird down the lens of the camera.
Fuck you right in the bloody arse! I mean why the hell do the nob-jockeys in management keep putting me in matches. Cant you see I couldnt give a flying fuckedy fuck? Theres only one thing on my mind and that is getting my little princess back!
Theres a rage in his eyes mixed with intoxication. He staggers a bit and his eyes roll but then he collects himself.
So nowwwwww I have to face Micheal Rivers and his little bitch in every sense of the word Danika. Im sure your going to say im a drunken mess and your going to kick my ass, but guess what I dont give a fuck. I bet you think that you and your arse hats are going to devour my soul, blahdy blahdy fuckin blah, guess what yet again I dont give a fuck! I dont give a fuck what you think. I dont give a fuck what you think your going to do! Jade the only woman ive ever let in took the only person from me I care about than life itself! Why on earth would I give a fuck about what you lot are up to? Why would I care? Short answer I fucking DONT.
Freeman chuckles and leans forward on the tree stump almost losing his balance, before leaning back in.
I can see your response now Micheal, I can see your sarcastic awwww bless he has lost somebody close to him jibes. Ofcourse you could have no fucking idea what it is to feel the things im going through could you? You wouldnt know what its like to experience feelings of loss, guilt, missery, sadness! You sir are a grade a Sociopathic tit bag. Youre fooling nobody, you couldnt give a shit about your so called children, you could care less what really happens to Danika or any of them, because you sir only care about your bloody self. You have weaved yoursel a safety net, you have fooled a bunch of deranged loonatics into thinking your a god.
Freemans head goes back as he starts laughing very hard, almost cackling. He keeps going and going and going.
I can see through you Micheal, your really nothing more than an emotionless little dick head hell bent on controlling the emotions of others to fullfill your psychotic need to control others. You sir are stepping smack bang into the middle of the wrong place at the worst fucking time imaginable son!
Theres a psychotic crazy looking grin on the face of Fraser Freeman as he rockks back and forth a little his eyes slightly closed.
You see I may have bitched and moaned earlier about being booked still. But hell I guess I should really thank them! You see the emotions I am feeling, the exact same emotions you so terribly lack, they build up. Anger boils, rage gathers and eventually it must be released. What better way to release that emotion than by beating a stupid little twat like you to a bloody fucking pulp!
Another crazy grin takes the face of Fraser Freeman a cold glare in his eyes as he begins to invisage beating the holly hell out of Micheal Rivers and Danika in his minds eye.
Oh you dont think I can do ya? Nobody does right? Im too unstable. Im too much of a hot head. I will go in like a bull in a china shop and fall flat on my fucking face. Theres no way a loose cannon can co-exist with a tag partner right? Theres no way that I can work with anyone right? MORTHER FUCKING WRONG! You see Baron can be a dick, he can be iritating as hell. I mean fuck sometimes I wanna strangle him! But folks he is my friend! Him and my Sin City Knight bretheren are all I have left in this world right now and I will stand side by side with him and we kick some serious fucking ass!
Theres a cold glare and grin on the face of Freeman his top teeth showing as his eyes seem almost glazed over.
You see Micheal im a man on the edge
Freeman pauses and picks up the bottle of whiskey he has with him and takes a big glug from it.
Im a man trapped in a downward spiral, spining further and further out of control.
Freeman springs up from the Tree stump and makes a beeline for the camera and gets right infront of it, his face so close you can see the purple viens throbing in his kneck with pure rage.
But Micheal if I am entering my own Free fall you can bet your pathetic, psychotic arse that I am going to drag you and your bunch of retarded gulable idiots you call your children all the way down to mother fucking ground zero with me!
Freeman takes a step back out of shot and then all that is seen is his boot coming out of nowhere and conecting with the camera, cracking the lens and sending it tumbling to the floor and staring up at the night sky. Freemans face comes back into shot as he stands above it his middle finger raised as he undoes his zip, frees the beast and begins to urinate on the camera and the cameraman beneath it as the feed fades out to black.
As he staggers on through the woods a memory is triggered and he tuts and shakes his head snickering. For in his head he has drifted off into a world of memory, memories that right now feel like harsh dreams.
****Some years earlier****
It is a time long before Fraser Freeman and Jade got together, however they had been close friends for sometime. There out in the woodland area of a park somewhere in New England not to far from Boston. The sun beats down on the ground gleeming through the leaves of the surrounding trees. Freeman and jade are sat on the ground on a old flannel pattern blanket, there is a picknick basket. With them is a young teenage girl furiously texting away on her brand new flip phone, dressed in torn jeans and a black sleveless t shirt with slits in the back. Yep you guessed it its none other than teenage Ember Freeman.
Ember: Hey dad some friends of mine are down at the band stand, can I go meet them?
Freeman shoots a look at her that says oh come on Ember, we came out here to have some family time.
Ember: Pleeeeeease.
Freeman: Ok you can have half an hour but then you have to come back here for your lunch.
Ember bolts upright and lets out a yay as she giddily runs off towards the bandstand. Freeman turns to Jade and rolls his eyes.
Freeman: Teenagers eh, never happy with just sitting around
Jade: Oh come on Frase!!! We both know we were exactly the same at that age, hell im still a bit like that! I guess your just an old fuddy duddy eh?
Jade nudges him and chuckles a bit. Freeman leans forward and opens the basket pulling out a couple of beers and throwing one at jade and cracking one open for himself. Almost a self defense mechanism, Jade challenged his ability to still be outgoing and boom out comes the beer.
Freeman: Anyway thank you for coming out here with me Jade. Last time I saw Ember she was only 11 and still into princesses and anything pink. As you can imagine that was easier than a stroppy young teenager with emotional shit going on.
Jade: Hey you aint gotta thank me its what friends are for. Oh man did you see that girl trying out for the dome the other day? I mean jesus christ ive seem drunk but that was a whollllle new level, she threw up on the guys crotch on her first lap dance!
Freeman: Yes Jade I saw it the cleaner had gone home and guess whos job it ended up being to clean that rotten bloody foul mess up!
Jade chuckles. Her diversion had worked, she is always trying to divert away from thanks, it makes her uncomfortable. Praise, compliments ect are not easy for her to accept. The conversation drifts away and the two talk for the next 20 minutes laughing and joking. Suddenly they find themselves in a silence and they end up locked in eye contact, inching closer and closer together as if there going to kiss then dunnnffff. A Frisbee comes out of nowhere and clonks Freeman on the head. This is a popular dog walking area and the owner of said Frisbee dog was soon right up in Freeman's face looking for it. Freeman picks it up and hurls it back in the direction of the owner who is yelling apologies from a distance. Theres a awkward silence and before long both are acting as if nothing happened.
Jade: Its lovely out today isnt it
Freeman: Yeah it is, the weathers better than the last time I was up here.
Jade: Its been 40 minutes maybes we should go find Ember?
Freeman: She'll come back soon im sure. Seriously though Jade thanks, your a good friend. Hell I dare say m best friend, your the only person in Vegas who even knows that Ember even exists. With my past and the line of work ive done its best that way. I love her to bits, she is my world, ide love nothing more than her coming to live with me in Vegas, but she is safer out here even if she is with the chuckle brothers.
Freeman chuckles. He is referring to Embers uncles Daniel and Bryan Smith, Embers mothers brothers. With whom he certainly doesn't see eye to eye but they take good care of her, make sure she has what she needs and that she is safe and Freeman isn't sure he can do that not with his line of work and so on.
Jade: The chuckle brothers?
Freeman: Ah nevermind, just an awful childrens comedy act back in good told blighty.
Jade: Oooh. Im more than happy to be here with you Frase, hey maybes eventually she can come out to Vegas and I can tae her shopping, get her out of them raggy tomboy clothes.
Freeman chuckles and smiles, but he knows its unlikely
Freeman: Yeah maybes.
Suddenly up rocks young Ember and the memory drifts back to reality as they all sit down together and eat sandwiches.
****Back in reality****
Freemans face is going red with anger as he remembers that day. One of the many occasions on which he told Jade how much Ember meant to him. Its hard for him to think someone so close to him could do something so cold and callous. He stops and sits down on a tree stump in front of him and leans forward looking straight into the lens.
U mother fucking WA universe. Cole Hunter, Micheal Rivers and all of his ass monkey children, most of all you JADE! FUCK YOU!
Freeman flips the bird down the lens of the camera.
Fuck you right in the bloody arse! I mean why the hell do the nob-jockeys in management keep putting me in matches. Cant you see I couldnt give a flying fuckedy fuck? Theres only one thing on my mind and that is getting my little princess back!
Theres a rage in his eyes mixed with intoxication. He staggers a bit and his eyes roll but then he collects himself.
So nowwwwww I have to face Micheal Rivers and his little bitch in every sense of the word Danika. Im sure your going to say im a drunken mess and your going to kick my ass, but guess what I dont give a fuck. I bet you think that you and your arse hats are going to devour my soul, blahdy blahdy fuckin blah, guess what yet again I dont give a fuck! I dont give a fuck what you think. I dont give a fuck what you think your going to do! Jade the only woman ive ever let in took the only person from me I care about than life itself! Why on earth would I give a fuck about what you lot are up to? Why would I care? Short answer I fucking DONT.
Freeman chuckles and leans forward on the tree stump almost losing his balance, before leaning back in.
I can see your response now Micheal, I can see your sarcastic awwww bless he has lost somebody close to him jibes. Ofcourse you could have no fucking idea what it is to feel the things im going through could you? You wouldnt know what its like to experience feelings of loss, guilt, missery, sadness! You sir are a grade a Sociopathic tit bag. Youre fooling nobody, you couldnt give a shit about your so called children, you could care less what really happens to Danika or any of them, because you sir only care about your bloody self. You have weaved yoursel a safety net, you have fooled a bunch of deranged loonatics into thinking your a god.
Freemans head goes back as he starts laughing very hard, almost cackling. He keeps going and going and going.
I can see through you Micheal, your really nothing more than an emotionless little dick head hell bent on controlling the emotions of others to fullfill your psychotic need to control others. You sir are stepping smack bang into the middle of the wrong place at the worst fucking time imaginable son!
Theres a psychotic crazy looking grin on the face of Fraser Freeman as he rockks back and forth a little his eyes slightly closed.
You see I may have bitched and moaned earlier about being booked still. But hell I guess I should really thank them! You see the emotions I am feeling, the exact same emotions you so terribly lack, they build up. Anger boils, rage gathers and eventually it must be released. What better way to release that emotion than by beating a stupid little twat like you to a bloody fucking pulp!
Another crazy grin takes the face of Fraser Freeman a cold glare in his eyes as he begins to invisage beating the holly hell out of Micheal Rivers and Danika in his minds eye.
Oh you dont think I can do ya? Nobody does right? Im too unstable. Im too much of a hot head. I will go in like a bull in a china shop and fall flat on my fucking face. Theres no way a loose cannon can co-exist with a tag partner right? Theres no way that I can work with anyone right? MORTHER FUCKING WRONG! You see Baron can be a dick, he can be iritating as hell. I mean fuck sometimes I wanna strangle him! But folks he is my friend! Him and my Sin City Knight bretheren are all I have left in this world right now and I will stand side by side with him and we kick some serious fucking ass!
Theres a cold glare and grin on the face of Freeman his top teeth showing as his eyes seem almost glazed over.
You see Micheal im a man on the edge
Freeman pauses and picks up the bottle of whiskey he has with him and takes a big glug from it.
Im a man trapped in a downward spiral, spining further and further out of control.
Freeman springs up from the Tree stump and makes a beeline for the camera and gets right infront of it, his face so close you can see the purple viens throbing in his kneck with pure rage.
But Micheal if I am entering my own Free fall you can bet your pathetic, psychotic arse that I am going to drag you and your bunch of retarded gulable idiots you call your children all the way down to mother fucking ground zero with me!
Freeman takes a step back out of shot and then all that is seen is his boot coming out of nowhere and conecting with the camera, cracking the lens and sending it tumbling to the floor and staring up at the night sky. Freemans face comes back into shot as he stands above it his middle finger raised as he undoes his zip, frees the beast and begins to urinate on the camera and the cameraman beneath it as the feed fades out to black.
