Post by Austin Gale on Mar 26, 2017 14:20:31 GMT -5
Standing on the sidewalk in a little run down town, Austin Gale never looked more out of place. The buildings were dirty and falling apart but decked out in his suit and leaning against his limo, Austin looked incredibly happy. Grabbing the camera that was sitting on the hood of the limo, Austin angled it towards the sign on the building.
Austin: “Gale Cinemas. Growing up this place was known and Sunshine Theatre. A small little mom and pop theatre in, yes, my home town. I would come here daily to play in their arcade or watch the latest movie. Sadly, the husband passed away leaving his wife with the debt of this place. I’m remember walking into my kitchen, head hung in a pout, and my father new exactly what was wrong."
Austin now turned to face the camera. Even while talking about this hard time in his life, a smile was stretched across his face.
Austin: “Up until I was six years old, we never had a lot of money. Atleast, so I thought. My father had been left a hefty sum of money from my grandfather’s life insurance. A grandfather that I never met so you can imagine how old my father was when he died. The money was set aside for a college fund or a rainy day or something more important than a movie theatre. But knowing how much that small town theatre made his little boy happy, he just couldn’t help himself. Within a month it was signed over and rebranded Gale Cinemas. That was just the start. Once the theatre started making my father some money, he started investing in local businesses. Nothing too fancy. A chip truck here. A hot dog stand there. He even opened up his own Tim Hortons. These small investments lead to his first large one; buying stock in a downtown Toronto hotel. At that point I was about ten years old. My father was able to afford anything his little boy asked for. New clothes. The coolest shoes. Expensive toys. Whatever the latest video game console was. He saw how happy it made me and investing became an addiction for him. His name was thrown into so many companies that he was practically the Canadian Warren Buffett. And then, the cancer came."
Austin had to pause as these words had started to choke him up. Losing his father had a huge impact on his life both for the good and bad. Running his fingers through his hair and clearing is throat, Austin composed himself.
Austin: “It seemed like he had all the money in the world but he couldn’t fix himself. I’ll never forget the day he died. Most fathers would say the typical ‘I love you’ as their final words to their child. Not my old man. He called me in the room, had me lean in close and whispered ‘Through all the pain I never forgot the look on your face when I bought that theatre. That look showed me that money could buy happiness.’ And just like that, he was gone."
Raising his sunglasses to dry his eyes, Austin turned his back to the camera. He begun to pace with his hands on his hips. This was a story he not often told. Drying his eyes one last time, Austin turned back to the camera.
Austin: “My father left me the vast majority of his fortune. The fortune he used to bring a smile to my face on a daily basis. Now, I could have taken the money and used it to bring cheer to others. Fed the homeless, bought toys for children, and all that shit. But instead, I decided to use it for exactly what he had. To bring a smile to MY face. So I bought a wrestling trainer. Bought a gym. I bought everything I thought I needed to become a great wrestler. Where did that get me? My win/loss average is far from the best in AWE. I fought and I fought but I couldn’t win a title in any of the championship opportunities I was given. But then, I saw my shot. Poor James Radford and his sick mother. I took the opportunity to purchase not only a title shot, but another man’s willpower. That brought a smile to my face and theirs. And you know what? It felt good. Not the fact that they were smiling. No, I don’t particularly care about that. I care about the fact that I have someone to do the dirty work for me. The Cerberus to my Hades."
As he says this, a little girl runs up to Austin and tugs on his pant leg. As he looks down, he sees that she is covered in dirt and holding a sign asking for money. Crouching down, Austin looks the girl straight in the eyes.
Austin: “Money? You have nothing you can offer me to make it worth it."
Austin removes the girl’s hand from his pant leg, grabs his camera and begins walking down the street.
Austin: “Radford is like a dog of war I’m leading into battle. He tears through my opponents while I reap the benefits. That’s where our match comes in this week. You see, money can buy you a lot of things. But it can also swing ugly situations in your favour. Last Massacre, Ben did the one thing I warned him not to do; he let his business affect me. His little friend Dexter kicked me in the head while he was supposed to be refereeing our match. An agent of chaos in a neutral position. The AWE officials should have foreseen this outcome from the start. I was not happy with this outcome, to say the least. After they pulled me out of the ring and helped me to the back, I put my money where my mouth is. You’d be amazed what kind of matches you can get if you throw a little money at the right people. So we get Austin Gale and James Radford versus Ben Stevens and Dexter Severin. The two of you are on a collision course and ready to implode, Ben. I’m not forgetting to address you, Dexter. You’re just proving to be nothing more than a sidekick with little man syndrome. Meaning, you’re tired of seeing Ben soaking up the spotlight and are trying to take it for yourself. So while you two bicker like a married couple instead of watching each other’s backs, I have the man who always pays his debts watching mine. And in debt he is."
Raising his hand in the air, Austin snaps his fingers. Pulling the limo up next to him, the driver steps out and opens the door. Austin pulls off his sunglasses as he smirks.
Austin: “Now Ben, I’d love to get in the ring with you and kick your ass some more. I’d love to get in there and kick your sidekick’s head in like he did mine, too. But I’m a calm man. I have no need to play your childish games as I have more important matches to prepare for. So I’m going to sit back and watch as Radford tosses you both around like the sacks of potatoes your IQ matches. And after you’ve been beaten, broken, and rendered otherwise unconscious; I’m going to climb in the ring, place my foot on your chest for an easy three count, and then take Kimi out for a nice dinner. And you can take that to the bank."
As Austin climbs inside the limo, the driver shuts the door behind him. Fade to black.
Austin: “Gale Cinemas. Growing up this place was known and Sunshine Theatre. A small little mom and pop theatre in, yes, my home town. I would come here daily to play in their arcade or watch the latest movie. Sadly, the husband passed away leaving his wife with the debt of this place. I’m remember walking into my kitchen, head hung in a pout, and my father new exactly what was wrong."
Austin now turned to face the camera. Even while talking about this hard time in his life, a smile was stretched across his face.
Austin: “Up until I was six years old, we never had a lot of money. Atleast, so I thought. My father had been left a hefty sum of money from my grandfather’s life insurance. A grandfather that I never met so you can imagine how old my father was when he died. The money was set aside for a college fund or a rainy day or something more important than a movie theatre. But knowing how much that small town theatre made his little boy happy, he just couldn’t help himself. Within a month it was signed over and rebranded Gale Cinemas. That was just the start. Once the theatre started making my father some money, he started investing in local businesses. Nothing too fancy. A chip truck here. A hot dog stand there. He even opened up his own Tim Hortons. These small investments lead to his first large one; buying stock in a downtown Toronto hotel. At that point I was about ten years old. My father was able to afford anything his little boy asked for. New clothes. The coolest shoes. Expensive toys. Whatever the latest video game console was. He saw how happy it made me and investing became an addiction for him. His name was thrown into so many companies that he was practically the Canadian Warren Buffett. And then, the cancer came."
Austin had to pause as these words had started to choke him up. Losing his father had a huge impact on his life both for the good and bad. Running his fingers through his hair and clearing is throat, Austin composed himself.
Austin: “It seemed like he had all the money in the world but he couldn’t fix himself. I’ll never forget the day he died. Most fathers would say the typical ‘I love you’ as their final words to their child. Not my old man. He called me in the room, had me lean in close and whispered ‘Through all the pain I never forgot the look on your face when I bought that theatre. That look showed me that money could buy happiness.’ And just like that, he was gone."
Raising his sunglasses to dry his eyes, Austin turned his back to the camera. He begun to pace with his hands on his hips. This was a story he not often told. Drying his eyes one last time, Austin turned back to the camera.
Austin: “My father left me the vast majority of his fortune. The fortune he used to bring a smile to my face on a daily basis. Now, I could have taken the money and used it to bring cheer to others. Fed the homeless, bought toys for children, and all that shit. But instead, I decided to use it for exactly what he had. To bring a smile to MY face. So I bought a wrestling trainer. Bought a gym. I bought everything I thought I needed to become a great wrestler. Where did that get me? My win/loss average is far from the best in AWE. I fought and I fought but I couldn’t win a title in any of the championship opportunities I was given. But then, I saw my shot. Poor James Radford and his sick mother. I took the opportunity to purchase not only a title shot, but another man’s willpower. That brought a smile to my face and theirs. And you know what? It felt good. Not the fact that they were smiling. No, I don’t particularly care about that. I care about the fact that I have someone to do the dirty work for me. The Cerberus to my Hades."
As he says this, a little girl runs up to Austin and tugs on his pant leg. As he looks down, he sees that she is covered in dirt and holding a sign asking for money. Crouching down, Austin looks the girl straight in the eyes.
Austin: “Money? You have nothing you can offer me to make it worth it."
Austin removes the girl’s hand from his pant leg, grabs his camera and begins walking down the street.
Austin: “Radford is like a dog of war I’m leading into battle. He tears through my opponents while I reap the benefits. That’s where our match comes in this week. You see, money can buy you a lot of things. But it can also swing ugly situations in your favour. Last Massacre, Ben did the one thing I warned him not to do; he let his business affect me. His little friend Dexter kicked me in the head while he was supposed to be refereeing our match. An agent of chaos in a neutral position. The AWE officials should have foreseen this outcome from the start. I was not happy with this outcome, to say the least. After they pulled me out of the ring and helped me to the back, I put my money where my mouth is. You’d be amazed what kind of matches you can get if you throw a little money at the right people. So we get Austin Gale and James Radford versus Ben Stevens and Dexter Severin. The two of you are on a collision course and ready to implode, Ben. I’m not forgetting to address you, Dexter. You’re just proving to be nothing more than a sidekick with little man syndrome. Meaning, you’re tired of seeing Ben soaking up the spotlight and are trying to take it for yourself. So while you two bicker like a married couple instead of watching each other’s backs, I have the man who always pays his debts watching mine. And in debt he is."
Raising his hand in the air, Austin snaps his fingers. Pulling the limo up next to him, the driver steps out and opens the door. Austin pulls off his sunglasses as he smirks.
Austin: “Now Ben, I’d love to get in the ring with you and kick your ass some more. I’d love to get in there and kick your sidekick’s head in like he did mine, too. But I’m a calm man. I have no need to play your childish games as I have more important matches to prepare for. So I’m going to sit back and watch as Radford tosses you both around like the sacks of potatoes your IQ matches. And after you’ve been beaten, broken, and rendered otherwise unconscious; I’m going to climb in the ring, place my foot on your chest for an easy three count, and then take Kimi out for a nice dinner. And you can take that to the bank."
As Austin climbs inside the limo, the driver shuts the door behind him. Fade to black.