Post by Douglas Crane on Apr 3, 2024 12:41:12 GMT -8
We join another of Crane’s session, already in progress.
Do you remember when you were in New York city, for Christmas before your big title match with Aleki?
Crane: I do.
Do you recall having a conversation with yourself, well, one of yourselves, the cab driver?
Crane: Yes.
He told you then that “some of you” had gotten out but you didn’t know how many. Do you think it is possible there are some of you that you are not aware of, that there are some of you that you can’t control?
Crane: Yes, I know. Some of us don’t like to follow the rules, some of us don’t like order, some of us have been waiting a long time to come to the lobby and some haven’t, and just keep finding ways to sneak out or to cut their place in line. Unfortunately, when they get out of hand, it causes us in the physical world to lose control and to black out. The more of us there are out here in the physical world, the less control the valet has.
The lobby? What do you mean?
No answer.
Who’s the valet? Is there a hotel somewhere in the physical world or is it in your mind?
No answer.
What do you mean by physical world, what other worlds do you know?
No answer.
GIVE ME SOMETHING CRANE!
No answer and doctor exhales, clearly getting a little frustrated.
I apologize for that outburst. Let’s switch topics… Let’s talk about this Raze person you seem to have taken, or not taken a liking to, depending on who I’m talking to.
Crane: Raze you say… doesn’t ring a bell.
So I’m talking to a completely new personality. Are you aware that some of you are trying to befriend this man while others would like to go to war with him to test yourselves?
Crane: No.
How is that possible Douglas?
Crane: I don’t know, I am but one of many, but I do know who is probably the one trying to go to war with him.
Who?
Crane: The only one that has to be allowed to be released.
Released? Whenever you are wrestling, you are always screaming those words, especially during your submission finisher. Is that the same Douglas Crane?
Crane: No.
Then who? You must help me Douglas, I can’t call you all Douglas Crane, especially since you are fully aware there are many of you.
Crane:Fine. The Douglas Crane you see in the ring, he’s the grappler. He is the wrestler, the one that loves the sport and the one who can keep most of us in order, specially… The Monstrosity.
The Monstrosity?
RELEASE ME!!
We don’t see the psychiatrist, but we do hear him jump out of his chair as Douglas scream those words out of nowhere and then settles back down on the sofa.
Crane: Yes, The Monstrosity is the violent one within us, the one doing random attacks, the one always thirsty for blood, the one that wants to tear Raze apart because he sees him as both his equal and a threat.
So he was the one that wanted to punch Raze?
Crane: Yes.
But you, or The Grappler, held him back?
Crane: Indeed. But he did not attack him of his own accord. Someone is telling him to.
Who?
No Answer.
Tell me more about The Monstrosity…
Crane: If you hear us screaming “that” during our match is because he is trying to get out, but the grappler holds him back until he really needs him. He wants to kill every time you see, the grappler in us just wants to wrestle and win championships. Now if the match calls for the hardcore and the extreme, then we see more of “it”.
*ahem*, I think I understand the wrestling dynamic. But if the grappler is holding the monstrosity back, who is trying to release him?
No answer.
I will keep you here all night if we have to Douglas, we need to make progress, and if you are not going to do it willingly, I can get some of my staff here and we will hold you down and sedate you.
You will try.
Yes, I will try, and we do have the manpower, trust me… So just tell me, please?
Crane: Fine. There is one more when it comes to the wrestling aspect of our lives, we call him conspiracy theory, or CT for short, and he acts as a sort of manager or agent for the grappler. He even calls the three of them the wrestling trinity, and he too can control the monstrosity.
Why conspiracy theory?
Crane: Because he feels that any promotion we join, is always out to get us. He feels like they keep us down and will never allow us to reach our full potential. He is the one feeling like 1WM will never, truly let us run with a title… Sure they’ll give us title matches to keep us happy, but we will never beat their favorites…
I see, wow Douglas, I am learning so much from you but unfortunately, we are out of time. Before we end, let’s circle back to Raze… Do you think CT took over at the last show since you had a match and wanted to undermine the grappler? Do you think if he ‘released’ the monstrosity he would not only have hurt Raze, but his opponent badly?
Crane:Very good doc, I guess you are good at your job!
The doctor notices a slight change in the voice of Crane and quickly catches his eyes as they blinked rapidly before going back to that cold stare. “This” Douglas smiles at her.
Um, CT?
Crane: The very same.
Why try to attack Raze? Clearly, he much rather be friend you than go to war with you, though he has told you if you want a war, you better be sure.
Crane:The question is, why not?! The Grappler may have stopped me, but it’s only a matter of time. Befriending Raze does nothing for our career, this is just another ploy by management to keep us busy with a ‘tag partner’ so we don’t go after any singles gold. I am so sick and tired of being put on the shelf while wrestler after wrestler, old and new, gets opportunities for the titles we are after. We keep getting told: “don’t worry, you are next in line for a title shot… don’t worry, you’ll get a rematch with Kekoa…” Meanwhile, we just get random matches and now stuck with this old lunatic named Raze. What kind of bullshit is that doc?! We have been here for almost a year and have yet to get some gold around our waist. We’ve had, what, 2 opportunities, if that? I am so tired of waiting, that is why I released the monstrosity on Raze, but the Grappler stopped me… for now.
Well Mr. Crane, I thank you, um, all of you, for your time. See you next week, same time?
Crane: Not if I’m behind the wheel. These sessions are also a waste of time, consider yourself lucky that you didn’t end up like the shrink from a few months ago.
Crane stands up and moves towards the desk, we hear the doctor wheel the chair away from him.
Listen, I understand your frustration. You feel like you deserve something, and you are not getting it, but maybe you just need to work a little harder for it. Please, let’s talk after your next match, whenever that is. I would love to get to know you better, maybe we can talk about your past and see if there is anything there that can help us. I would love to know about your childhood…
Crane’s right eye twitches, he shakes his head slightly and then goes completely still. The doctor tries to get his attention, calling him by his name or the names she just learned but nothing. She snaps her fingers at him in front of his face, but nothing, he’s gone.
Static noise fills the air and the screen again, but this time the scene doesn’t reset, instead it changes completely to the old house we have seen before. Except that the house is not condemned but in great shape, neatly painted, the grass freshly mowed. In the backyard, there is a playground set up as well as a trampoline and it is here where we see tree children, two boys and a girl jumping and having a good time. On the deck of the house, their mother watches them play from a rocking chair as she sips on some lemonade. Just then the sound of a motorcycle is heard arriving at the house and the mother quickly jumps to her feet, tossing the lemonade aside. She quickly calls for the children.
Mother: Quickly, hide before he sees you.
The children laugh, clearly, they are playing hide and seek with their father who has just come home from work. While the children laugh, the mother doesn’t, and seems quite worried. One of the kids hides in the shed while the little girl hides in the bushes. The younger of the three, hides underneath the trampoline. The door of the house leading to the deck swings open and the dad, dressed in a business suit, stumbles out, he is clearly drunk and not looking to happy. The mother goes to greet him happily, but he slaps her hard across the face, knocking her down. Two of the three children don’t see this happen, but the one in the bushes does. She stares at her father standing over her mother as he takes off his belt. She watches this, but doesn’t make a sound, just watches with those ice cold blue eyes of hers.
Do you remember when you were in New York city, for Christmas before your big title match with Aleki?
Crane: I do.
Do you recall having a conversation with yourself, well, one of yourselves, the cab driver?
Crane: Yes.
He told you then that “some of you” had gotten out but you didn’t know how many. Do you think it is possible there are some of you that you are not aware of, that there are some of you that you can’t control?
Crane: Yes, I know. Some of us don’t like to follow the rules, some of us don’t like order, some of us have been waiting a long time to come to the lobby and some haven’t, and just keep finding ways to sneak out or to cut their place in line. Unfortunately, when they get out of hand, it causes us in the physical world to lose control and to black out. The more of us there are out here in the physical world, the less control the valet has.
The lobby? What do you mean?
No answer.
Who’s the valet? Is there a hotel somewhere in the physical world or is it in your mind?
No answer.
What do you mean by physical world, what other worlds do you know?
No answer.
GIVE ME SOMETHING CRANE!
No answer and doctor exhales, clearly getting a little frustrated.
I apologize for that outburst. Let’s switch topics… Let’s talk about this Raze person you seem to have taken, or not taken a liking to, depending on who I’m talking to.
Crane: Raze you say… doesn’t ring a bell.
So I’m talking to a completely new personality. Are you aware that some of you are trying to befriend this man while others would like to go to war with him to test yourselves?
Crane: No.
How is that possible Douglas?
Crane: I don’t know, I am but one of many, but I do know who is probably the one trying to go to war with him.
Who?
Crane: The only one that has to be allowed to be released.
Released? Whenever you are wrestling, you are always screaming those words, especially during your submission finisher. Is that the same Douglas Crane?
Crane: No.
Then who? You must help me Douglas, I can’t call you all Douglas Crane, especially since you are fully aware there are many of you.
Crane:Fine. The Douglas Crane you see in the ring, he’s the grappler. He is the wrestler, the one that loves the sport and the one who can keep most of us in order, specially… The Monstrosity.
The Monstrosity?
RELEASE ME!!
We don’t see the psychiatrist, but we do hear him jump out of his chair as Douglas scream those words out of nowhere and then settles back down on the sofa.
Crane: Yes, The Monstrosity is the violent one within us, the one doing random attacks, the one always thirsty for blood, the one that wants to tear Raze apart because he sees him as both his equal and a threat.
So he was the one that wanted to punch Raze?
Crane: Yes.
But you, or The Grappler, held him back?
Crane: Indeed. But he did not attack him of his own accord. Someone is telling him to.
Who?
No Answer.
Tell me more about The Monstrosity…
Crane: If you hear us screaming “that” during our match is because he is trying to get out, but the grappler holds him back until he really needs him. He wants to kill every time you see, the grappler in us just wants to wrestle and win championships. Now if the match calls for the hardcore and the extreme, then we see more of “it”.
*ahem*, I think I understand the wrestling dynamic. But if the grappler is holding the monstrosity back, who is trying to release him?
No answer.
I will keep you here all night if we have to Douglas, we need to make progress, and if you are not going to do it willingly, I can get some of my staff here and we will hold you down and sedate you.
You will try.
Yes, I will try, and we do have the manpower, trust me… So just tell me, please?
Crane: Fine. There is one more when it comes to the wrestling aspect of our lives, we call him conspiracy theory, or CT for short, and he acts as a sort of manager or agent for the grappler. He even calls the three of them the wrestling trinity, and he too can control the monstrosity.
Why conspiracy theory?
Crane: Because he feels that any promotion we join, is always out to get us. He feels like they keep us down and will never allow us to reach our full potential. He is the one feeling like 1WM will never, truly let us run with a title… Sure they’ll give us title matches to keep us happy, but we will never beat their favorites…
I see, wow Douglas, I am learning so much from you but unfortunately, we are out of time. Before we end, let’s circle back to Raze… Do you think CT took over at the last show since you had a match and wanted to undermine the grappler? Do you think if he ‘released’ the monstrosity he would not only have hurt Raze, but his opponent badly?
Crane:Very good doc, I guess you are good at your job!
The doctor notices a slight change in the voice of Crane and quickly catches his eyes as they blinked rapidly before going back to that cold stare. “This” Douglas smiles at her.
Um, CT?
Crane: The very same.
Why try to attack Raze? Clearly, he much rather be friend you than go to war with you, though he has told you if you want a war, you better be sure.
Crane:The question is, why not?! The Grappler may have stopped me, but it’s only a matter of time. Befriending Raze does nothing for our career, this is just another ploy by management to keep us busy with a ‘tag partner’ so we don’t go after any singles gold. I am so sick and tired of being put on the shelf while wrestler after wrestler, old and new, gets opportunities for the titles we are after. We keep getting told: “don’t worry, you are next in line for a title shot… don’t worry, you’ll get a rematch with Kekoa…” Meanwhile, we just get random matches and now stuck with this old lunatic named Raze. What kind of bullshit is that doc?! We have been here for almost a year and have yet to get some gold around our waist. We’ve had, what, 2 opportunities, if that? I am so tired of waiting, that is why I released the monstrosity on Raze, but the Grappler stopped me… for now.
Well Mr. Crane, I thank you, um, all of you, for your time. See you next week, same time?
Crane: Not if I’m behind the wheel. These sessions are also a waste of time, consider yourself lucky that you didn’t end up like the shrink from a few months ago.
Crane stands up and moves towards the desk, we hear the doctor wheel the chair away from him.
Listen, I understand your frustration. You feel like you deserve something, and you are not getting it, but maybe you just need to work a little harder for it. Please, let’s talk after your next match, whenever that is. I would love to get to know you better, maybe we can talk about your past and see if there is anything there that can help us. I would love to know about your childhood…
Crane’s right eye twitches, he shakes his head slightly and then goes completely still. The doctor tries to get his attention, calling him by his name or the names she just learned but nothing. She snaps her fingers at him in front of his face, but nothing, he’s gone.
Static noise fills the air and the screen again, but this time the scene doesn’t reset, instead it changes completely to the old house we have seen before. Except that the house is not condemned but in great shape, neatly painted, the grass freshly mowed. In the backyard, there is a playground set up as well as a trampoline and it is here where we see tree children, two boys and a girl jumping and having a good time. On the deck of the house, their mother watches them play from a rocking chair as she sips on some lemonade. Just then the sound of a motorcycle is heard arriving at the house and the mother quickly jumps to her feet, tossing the lemonade aside. She quickly calls for the children.
Mother: Quickly, hide before he sees you.
The children laugh, clearly, they are playing hide and seek with their father who has just come home from work. While the children laugh, the mother doesn’t, and seems quite worried. One of the kids hides in the shed while the little girl hides in the bushes. The younger of the three, hides underneath the trampoline. The door of the house leading to the deck swings open and the dad, dressed in a business suit, stumbles out, he is clearly drunk and not looking to happy. The mother goes to greet him happily, but he slaps her hard across the face, knocking her down. Two of the three children don’t see this happen, but the one in the bushes does. She stares at her father standing over her mother as he takes off his belt. She watches this, but doesn’t make a sound, just watches with those ice cold blue eyes of hers.
