Post by sykes on May 14, 2012 17:40:09 GMT -4
• SUIT UP •
With a week left until APW hosted their yearly Mayhem event. Johnny Sykes found himself standing alongside his friend in a rather expensive store. It was known for selling all kinds of formal wear as far as clothing goes. It was a store that certainly put Sykes out of his element. He wasn’t used to anything like this. Matter fact most of his shopping was done in stores like Hot Topic or Spencer’s. As Sykes stood there waiting for someone to assist him, he started speaking to his best friend David.
“Dude, I am not a suit kind of guy. You already know this.”
“There’s a difference between a suit and ball room wear. Not much of a difference but still a difference and those are the rules of the match Johnny. It’s either comply with the rules or you won’t be competing in the match.”
“Well I have never heard of a rule so silly.”
“And I’m also sure that people haven’t heard of a kid using a marbles to roll out in the ring to trip an opponent just in order to get a win, but it is something you’ve done.”
“… Touché my friend, touché.”
Sykes nodded his head a bit in agreeing. Seeing as no one had bother to come up to either one of them yet. David and Sykes began walking down the aisles of the store checking out the different selections they had. It was given them a chance to look at possible selections for Sykes overall outfit.
“But I still don’t even understand all the rules to this silly match brotato chip. I mean what is the purpose of the dressy like clothes.”
“I swear kid you never pay attention to anything and I am pretty sure that I have already explained this to you. None the less since your brain is warped by zombie movies, mountain dew, and x-box. I’ll be nice and explain it again.”
“Hey now! Zombie Movies, Mountain Dew, and X-Box are good for the brain. It’s a scientific fact!”
“Yeah, I am sure it is. Just like I am sure I’ll be the King of England one day. Anyway though, Rules are simple enough. You all dress up in ball room attire and fight it out in a Ball Room. Last man standing is the winner. Basically it’s an elimination style match.”
“Elimination Style Match? How the frick do you win?”
“Ugh. Johnny, c’mon kid you are killing me. Follow along will you? YOU…WIN…BY…KNOCKOUT!”
David spoke to Sykes in a very slow manner and was sure to stretch his words to make sure his lesser intelligent friend could understand him. Sykes just looked at David with a blank stare on his face. That was until suddenly it’s like a light bulb went off in his head.
“Oh knockout… like UFC style?”
“Well you could win that way in a sense yes.”
“Freakin’ boss like. I could be the Brock Lesnar of APW!”
“Don’t ever say that again. The last thing you want to be is the Brock Lesnar of APW. That would mean you are a crappy ass fighter that pussed out the first time you got your ass handed to you. You are a whole lot tougher than Lesnar ever thought about being and I know that for a fact.”
“Uh can I be the Floyd ‘Money’ Mayweather of APW then?”
“Sure, whatever Johnny. But you are starting to focus on things that aren’t important. Yes, knocking out people and being the last man standing is important. However it’s just as important that you be sure that you don’t get knocked out and trust me you got a target on your back.”
“Pffft! Bro, do you know who you are talking too? I am the most awesome person that has ever come to APW. I am the guy that fought you in an hour long Falls Count Anywhere Match and won. I am the guy that’s been smacked in the head with all kinds of items. Chairs, buckets, belts, and so forth. I managed to keep my head in the game. I never once fell unconscious. I highly doubt anything they can do is going to knock me out. Just aint gonna happen dude-o. Believe me, I got this covered.”
“Kid, listen to me. I know that you can fight. I know that you are skilled. I know that you have the ability to be something great in APW. I am the guy that trained you for Christ sake, but you have a large target on your back and this is unlike any kind of match you’ve been in before. You need to stop with this childish little outlook and stop with all the jokes for once. You need to take this seriously, or it could be game over for you.”
“HA! When have you ever known me to lose a game?! You name it I win at it. Super Mario, Duck Hunt, James Bond: Golden Eye, Halo, Left For Dead, Transformers, Black Ops, and the games just keep piling up. I am undefeated and this time will be no different at Mayhem. Once a skilled gamer, always a skilled gamer.”
David was starting to shake his head a tad bit. His frustration was starting to build up in him as he was trying to get Sykes to really focus and make him see that these kinds of things shouldn’t be taken lightly. Before David could say anything though a young woman walked up to the two of them there in the store and offered her hand at helping them.
“Is there anything I can help you gentlemen with?”
“In the words of Barney Stinson… SUIT UP!”
Sykes stated in with a big grin on his face. The woman that had come up to help them just looked rather confused and David couldn’t do anything aside from facepalm. There was nothing like an epic quote from the TV Show: How I Met Your Mother in order to make everything awkward and rather confusing. David had quite the point when it came to Sykes blowing things off and not taking things seriously. This match had a lot riding on it and if Sykes didn’t focus. He could find himself in a bad way, guess only time would tell to see how it all turned out.
• ALL ABOUT THE MAYHEM •
[/size]With a week left until APW hosted their yearly Mayhem event. Johnny Sykes found himself standing alongside his friend in a rather expensive store. It was known for selling all kinds of formal wear as far as clothing goes. It was a store that certainly put Sykes out of his element. He wasn’t used to anything like this. Matter fact most of his shopping was done in stores like Hot Topic or Spencer’s. As Sykes stood there waiting for someone to assist him, he started speaking to his best friend David.
“Dude, I am not a suit kind of guy. You already know this.”
“There’s a difference between a suit and ball room wear. Not much of a difference but still a difference and those are the rules of the match Johnny. It’s either comply with the rules or you won’t be competing in the match.”
“Well I have never heard of a rule so silly.”
“And I’m also sure that people haven’t heard of a kid using a marbles to roll out in the ring to trip an opponent just in order to get a win, but it is something you’ve done.”
“… Touché my friend, touché.”
Sykes nodded his head a bit in agreeing. Seeing as no one had bother to come up to either one of them yet. David and Sykes began walking down the aisles of the store checking out the different selections they had. It was given them a chance to look at possible selections for Sykes overall outfit.
“But I still don’t even understand all the rules to this silly match brotato chip. I mean what is the purpose of the dressy like clothes.”
“I swear kid you never pay attention to anything and I am pretty sure that I have already explained this to you. None the less since your brain is warped by zombie movies, mountain dew, and x-box. I’ll be nice and explain it again.”
“Hey now! Zombie Movies, Mountain Dew, and X-Box are good for the brain. It’s a scientific fact!”
“Yeah, I am sure it is. Just like I am sure I’ll be the King of England one day. Anyway though, Rules are simple enough. You all dress up in ball room attire and fight it out in a Ball Room. Last man standing is the winner. Basically it’s an elimination style match.”
“Elimination Style Match? How the frick do you win?”
“Ugh. Johnny, c’mon kid you are killing me. Follow along will you? YOU…WIN…BY…KNOCKOUT!”
David spoke to Sykes in a very slow manner and was sure to stretch his words to make sure his lesser intelligent friend could understand him. Sykes just looked at David with a blank stare on his face. That was until suddenly it’s like a light bulb went off in his head.
“Oh knockout… like UFC style?”
“Well you could win that way in a sense yes.”
“Freakin’ boss like. I could be the Brock Lesnar of APW!”
“Don’t ever say that again. The last thing you want to be is the Brock Lesnar of APW. That would mean you are a crappy ass fighter that pussed out the first time you got your ass handed to you. You are a whole lot tougher than Lesnar ever thought about being and I know that for a fact.”
“Uh can I be the Floyd ‘Money’ Mayweather of APW then?”
“Sure, whatever Johnny. But you are starting to focus on things that aren’t important. Yes, knocking out people and being the last man standing is important. However it’s just as important that you be sure that you don’t get knocked out and trust me you got a target on your back.”
“Pffft! Bro, do you know who you are talking too? I am the most awesome person that has ever come to APW. I am the guy that fought you in an hour long Falls Count Anywhere Match and won. I am the guy that’s been smacked in the head with all kinds of items. Chairs, buckets, belts, and so forth. I managed to keep my head in the game. I never once fell unconscious. I highly doubt anything they can do is going to knock me out. Just aint gonna happen dude-o. Believe me, I got this covered.”
“Kid, listen to me. I know that you can fight. I know that you are skilled. I know that you have the ability to be something great in APW. I am the guy that trained you for Christ sake, but you have a large target on your back and this is unlike any kind of match you’ve been in before. You need to stop with this childish little outlook and stop with all the jokes for once. You need to take this seriously, or it could be game over for you.”
“HA! When have you ever known me to lose a game?! You name it I win at it. Super Mario, Duck Hunt, James Bond: Golden Eye, Halo, Left For Dead, Transformers, Black Ops, and the games just keep piling up. I am undefeated and this time will be no different at Mayhem. Once a skilled gamer, always a skilled gamer.”
David was starting to shake his head a tad bit. His frustration was starting to build up in him as he was trying to get Sykes to really focus and make him see that these kinds of things shouldn’t be taken lightly. Before David could say anything though a young woman walked up to the two of them there in the store and offered her hand at helping them.
“Is there anything I can help you gentlemen with?”
“In the words of Barney Stinson… SUIT UP!”
Sykes stated in with a big grin on his face. The woman that had come up to help them just looked rather confused and David couldn’t do anything aside from facepalm. There was nothing like an epic quote from the TV Show: How I Met Your Mother in order to make everything awkward and rather confusing. David had quite the point when it came to Sykes blowing things off and not taking things seriously. This match had a lot riding on it and if Sykes didn’t focus. He could find himself in a bad way, guess only time would tell to see how it all turned out.
• ALL ABOUT THE MAYHEM •
It was a little later in the day and David being somewhat of a control freak – or at least that’s what Sykes would refer to him as, decided it was time for Sykes to get his ‘promo’ on. David had his camera on him per usual and as he turned the record button on. Sykes was shown standing there in his attire for the Ball Room Brawl. He looked right at the cameras and began speaking with a huge smile featured.
“Oh hai there! I know that majority of you know who I am, but just in case you don’t. Allow me to introduce myself. The name is Johnny Sykes, and I am pretty much the coolest dude that was ever born. I also might just be the coolest person to ever come into APW. With that being said on May the 20th, I will officially be competing in my first Pay Per View Match since signing my name on the dotted line. Yes indeedy, I will be a part of the event known as Mayhem and I can’t wait!”
Obviously he was pretty excited about being able to compete in his first pay per view match. Though as excited as he was the match he was competing in wasn’t a walk in the park. It was certainly going to push Sykes to his limits and it was going to force him to really dig down deep if he wanted to leave with any kind of win at all. Now with that being said Sykes began to put his attention where it belonged the most on the actual match itself.
“Now I am sure a lot of you guys are wondering what in the blue heck I am wearing right? Trust me, I know. This isn’t really my style but according to the rules of the match I will be competing in. I had to get some Ball Room attire to compete in. I don’t think it’s too bad but it certainly isn’t me haha. Anyway, as you guys probably already know. I’ll be competing in the Ball Room Brawl at Mayhem. It is a match in which two people from Overdrive, two people from Asylum, and two people from Meltdown dress up in Ball Room attire and then compete in a Ball Room venue. Basically, you win by knocking out your opponents any and every way you possibly can. Last person standing at the end of the match is the winner. Little weird and totally different, but there’s nothing wrong with being weird and different. That’s what keeps things interesting and entertaining. Mhmm!”
It was a true story as far as he was concerned. Doing things that were considered weird and different were what kept things entertaining and interesting. After all Sykes had never really done things the normal way but he was always considered very interesting and more than entertaining. It was all just a matter of time till people seen how well he adapted to the situation that was in front of him.
“If memory serves me correctly, Billy Pepsi and I are the two people going into this match from the Asylum side of things. For the most part a lot of people would assume that it’d be best that we form some kind of alliance with one another and have each other’s back throughout this entire match. At least until it came down to the two of us. I agree that’s a smart idea and what not but that isn’t me. Matter fact Billy Pepsi is the guy, I want to get out of this match as soon as possible. There’s a reason though, well there’s a couple reasons but all the same if you think about it. Main reason is, I don’t appreciate him jacking my style. No, I sure don’t.”
The Pittsburgh Jackass shook his head from side to side to drive home his point that he didn’t really approve of Billy Pepsi ripping off his style. At the same time though, people weren’t really sure what he was talking about and what he meant by Pepsi ripping him off. However the fans weren’t going to have to wait very long to hear from him and hear his reasoning behind it.
“The moment I decided to come to APW and the moment I was placed on the Asylum brand. I became the number one funny guy on the brand. I’m the dude that does the jokes, the pranks, and is the fans favorite. That’s what I do and it’s what I have done for several years. No way in heck will I allow some wannabe take my spot. Sorry to say it home boy, but this place isn’t big enough for two comedians that happen to be great in the ring. So rather you want too or not dude, you are going to step aside. If it means I gotta knock you out and prove my point then so be it. That’s what I’ll do. I do things like a boss and that’s something people should never ever forget. On top all of that though broskizzle, I refuse to have anyone say I had help in winning this little shindig. I’mma do it all on my own and I’m going to be the sole survivor. I will represent for the Asylum brand and you just got to take a back seat to me. Might not like it, but you gotta deal with it. DIGGIT BRO! DIGGIT!”
Sykes proceeded to hold his finger in the air as he circled it around. Using the signature quote and the taunt of the Late-Great ‘Macho Man’ Randy Savage. It was becoming more and more obvious that Sykes was quite the bit of a nerd and some could even consider him a ‘mark’ turned wrestler but if that was the case. At least he was a damn good wrestler and could work circles around most people. With that being said Sykes continued onward as his attention drifted over to the ‘Meltdown’ people of the match.
“That would bring me to the Meltdown Peepz. I’d be referring to Yarmouth and Dita Morgan obviously. A lot of people would consider Meltdown the C show of APW. Kind of like the show were the new people that sign contracts go in order for them to show cast their talents and give people a glimpse of what they got. You know there’s nothing wrong with that, but you see there is just a small little problem for Morgan and Yarmouth. You two are no longer competing against superstars that are on the same level as you. You are no longer competing in the minor leagues. Instead you are going up against two of the best from Overdrive and two of the best from Asylum. As much as you may not like it and as much as it may squash your pride. You homies are out of your league and you are out of your element. If you want to even have the slightest chance you’re going to have to step your game up.”
It was well documented that Sykes was one of the nicest people in the business. Sometimes that came to bite him in the rear end and at times it did make him look just a tad bit foolish. It didn’t change the fact that he showed respect when it was needed especially with these young people that were coming up in APW and when most people were going to write them off. At the same time though, there was just a little bit of a reality check he needed to make sure they received and now was his chance to deliver it.
“Now while the two of you need to step your game up to stand a chance. I have to tell you right now that I am showing up to Mayhem will full intentions on winning. It’s been a long time since I competed at a pay per view event. It’s been a long time since I had a chance to steal the show and a long time since I had a chance to show people what I was made of. So far I know no one takes me seriously, much like no one is going to take either one of you seriously when it comes to this match. Difference between us though is I am awesome and you’re not. Bring what you can to the dance… ha, get it cause we’re in fighting it out in a Ball Room. Shit, I am such a genius! … But uh, yeah bring what you can to the chance. Show up with your A-Game and bring your mean dog faces, but in the end. There’s a chance that it might not be enough and you two might just end up getting knocked out Floyd ‘Money’ Mayweather style by yours truly. Cuz, that’s how I get down with my knockouts.”
Sykes started throwing his hands out in the air like he was throwing boxing punches. Yes, he was just a tad bit immature but who didn’t love someone that had an immature and childlike side to them at times? Exactly, people loved him regardless of what he did and that would never change.
“And then there is the Overdrive dudes: AC Smith and Nick Watson. Going off what I heard and what not through the grapevine. These two are the guys that are the most favored and the guys that everyone seems to think is going to win this thing come Mayhem. I guess because one dude had some success here before and the other dude just hyped himself up to be something uber special is enough to write everyone else off eh? Actually you people would be WRONG on so many different levels. It is now my personal mission to make sure that Watson and Smith are the first two knocked out. It is my personal mission to make them my beeyches! Aint no way jose will these guys win and people write me off. Gonna be like Batman and save the day per usual. Be jealous!”
Out of everyone it seemed that Sykes was determined to knock off Nick Watson and AC Smith. It’s almost as if he viewed them as his biggest challenge. Only time would see if that was the actual case. With that being said Sykes began speaking to the cameras for the final time of the evening.
“On that night ladies and germs, it is simply going to be all about the Mayhem. All hell is going to break out among us and there can only be one of us that stands tall with a victory. Only one of us can avoid being knocked out and only one of us can be the true survivor. Sadly for all of you, I don’t have a glass jaw and I got a plan that’s going to SYKE OUT each and every one of you. Mayhem will be the night The Original Pranksta shocks the APW World and if you don’t believe me… You suck eggs! See you all this Sunday!”
On that note Sykes waved to the cameras with that big ol’ grin on his face. That’s when David reached up and hit the button that stopped recording. Now all that needed to be done was get this uploaded to the interview for the world to see. Sykes made quite the impression on people and soon enough he was going to have to back it up. One thing he didn’t do was disappoint and Mayhem would be prime example of that.[/size][/font][/center]
