Post by Jason Cashe on Aug 9, 2012 15:58:34 GMT -4
Jason Kash: I mean if you're remaking the movie, give it a bigger change. If you're going to Recall to get memories installed to your mind, would you want to be a Spy or Secret Agent? No. That's lame. Plus Ahh-nould did it just fine the first time! If they had this though, Johnny Sykes could use it to make himself believe he was more important to this match, to the TLC, to APW even! He'd benefit from this movie, I just think Collin Farrell needs to fade away. The guy is a Da-Oush!
Voice: Nah, Nah Doode! Chill on that! If I was doing Recall I'd SOO get the memory of having banged that chick from "How I met your Mother" ya know, Robin? She is sexy bro!
Not seeing anything but the Delivery Doors to the back of some building. Docking sections setup along the building, boxes and other forms of crates to ship and package are laying around. Some large, some small enough to sit on. From behind a corner of box stacks you can see smoke rising and disappearing above it. The cameras slowly creep around to find Jason Kash smoking on a joint with some small dude with wild curly hair. Almost an afro style but he's white and wearing a lazy attired suit without the jacket. Both seem to be fucked up off the smoke. Kash hasn't touched it in days it would seem. He needed this was okay with taking the risk.
Voice: Whoa whats with the cameras doode?
Jason Kash: Fuck, those are from APW. I knew they were coming, it's why were hiding Squirrel.
Squirrel: Haha! Damn Doode, that Callahan guy really burned you there huh? Haha! It's cool, I been smoking without a license. Fuck that doode bro! He's an animal cookie! I kind of like that Sykes doode though, I think him and I have alot in common. He likes video games, I like video games. He likes calling himself an OG, I'm an OG too yo, straight outta Cali! I'm more of the white populated areas kind of OG, I had aspirations of being Malibu's Most Wanted but then I got high! Hahaha!!
Jason Kash: HAHAHA..You know...You know, I might be really high right now but did you just say Animal Cookie? MAN! I could so go for a box of Animal Cookies "Doode" Hahaha! You talk funny!
Squirrel: It's the LSD, I dropped one time and...Good times Doode, good times! This weed is pretty good! Not that Cali Kush I'm use to smoking but that shit will put you to deep space nine sleep!
Jason Kash: Yeah I don't need to be sleeping right now. I dozed off yesterday and....I just can't do it again right now. Shhh did you hear that?
They both go silent. Kash didn't really know this Squirrel guy. He came to pick up his secret stash and smoke up. This dude was already smoking Kash's shit when he arrived. Having lifted this tiny sized man up against the concrete wall by the neck like Michael Myers might do, Kash was ready to leave a body. However Squirrel got to laughing hard as hell while being choked. Kash released him to find out why, it surprised him, confused him.
They ended up smoking. Squirrel seemed different. He seemed a bit "Lost" in his own right. No sounds came from "anywheres" as the two of them sat on empty turned over Milk Crates. Kash passes the joint to Squirrel and frozen they sit but their arm moves their hands to their mouth. The crisping of the joint burning and the wind breezes is all they can hear. Squirrel breaks his silence first.
Squirrel: So...Have you ever shit yourself during a match? Some of those whoosh, high flyers foot stomping down on your gut. Have you? Huh? You can tell me Doode!
Jason Kash: I farted a few times where I thought something might have headed towards the light. No actual pooh though. Haven't heard from Sykes yet so maybe he's been shitting himself all week. Did you see that Yarmouth match? I almost ejack..ejacula...I almost nutted myself when he launched me to the outside. That hurt like hell! I got excited right there and then!
Squirrel: Hahaha! You got excited? I ran head first into a wall once and farted so hard it felt like my butthole ripped! I had to finger fuck my butt to make sure I wasn't bleeding...
Jason Kash: ...That's just gross man...What the hell is wrong with you?
What was wrong with him couldn't be helped. Too much LSD in one shot had put his mind at a puddy mush at best. He was going to be this way for the rest of his life, Kash had seen it plenty growing up. Common sense is faded but he can still live life, just seeing things a bit more "out there" than others. Must be because he's high but Kash is enjoying the company. He forgot about his anger, it's been calmed. A sign of good faith in the medicine that he had been prescribed to make him a better person to be around and this had to be proof of that. He was of his old self again.
That's when they heard the truck backing in. That bus sound beeping startles Squirrel, he slaps his business card into Kash's hand and dives over a stack of boxes. Kash breaks the opposite direction and runs away from the scene as some man begins yelling at Squirrel. Kash turns a corner and realizes he still has the joint. He flings it out into the street and looks around, instantly paranoid that someone might be watching him, that the cops might be nearby. Maybe Callahan or Bailey already called it in. Maybe some punk ass Grandmother did from a high perched window. He started trying to walk normal but stopped in his tracks as his eyes locked up to the billboard asking everyone a question.
Jason Kash: Having Trouble Sleeping? Heh..I slept. I slept and had a dream. My dreams haven't been pleasant. I've been doing alright not smoking as much until now, fucking Callahan got me on that one. I'm paranoid as fuck to get caught up toking and have tried not doing it on camera. All I need is for Callahan or his new "Dirty Jobs" Anthony Bailey making a call to the Police. Bailey already known to have his females do that for him.
What I do need is another match, I'm hungry to step inside the ring again. I want to continue this journey of violence, the rush, the pain, the punishment...I'm very much enjoying this. Yarmouth was fun, big fucker put up a scuffle but Sykes is a whole different game to hunt. He's a cheetah in the ring, flies around with great speed. Easily the fastest guy on Asylum, maybe the entire roster.
The problem with Cheetahs is that they run from the bigger Cats on the hunting grounds. Think of me as a Lion who has been King. Think of me for what I've done obtain that position and now what I'll do to claim the Pro Life. Return that garbage to it's true form, return it to a form which represents the stiff and rough nature of Wrestling Violence. You're not made to be like me Sykes. I'm a good guy with foul intentions. I have cruel and unusual things running through my head and as of late, when I can sleep and catch a few Z's, they've been about you. No Homo! Heh
He begins to walk, his ranting has given him much needed removal of the paranoia that had filled him. Now he seems in control, in strides that come off as even being arrogant. He nods to someone that looks in his direction as if the world around him is watching him move by.
Jason Kash: When I slept Sykes, I watched you beg, I seen you coming off the top ropes and being crushed by a Wrecking Ball with my face on it. Now that metaphor of course is that I'm going to destroy you but I'm sure you'll put in a good ol' fight! Missle dropkicks, springboard attacks and everything you can throw out there at me. But it won't be enough.
Your little cute twist and turn splash from the top ropes will not be enough. Your trainer, mother, brother, cousin and all your friends on XBOX Live will not be enough pep talk to stand in my way during this match. This test of who truly belongs as the Top Contender, the #1 guy heading into the TLC Match. Who wants it more? I do and I will eat your fucking eyeballs to get there!
He calms himself. Feeling the nature of his inner violence begin to rise. Feeling the foul thoughts and visions enter his thoughts he tries to keep them pushed back for the time being. He leans onto a gate of some yard. He takes in a few deep inhales and realizes his high has been gone for a few moments now. He needed another release of the building anger inside of him.
Yarmouth was a good release but he needed something else. He needed something to help calm him down. What he needed was to have smoked more marijuana. Just thinking that it could have been the cause of his rage rising from the sleep of his mind pisses him off. Makes him want to rip Callahan's throat out and say RRROAD HOUSE.
Jason Kash: Over the last few weeks I've been coming into my own, realizing what it is I'm doing wrong, coming to terms with what needs to be done on my part in order to get back to my winning ways. I lost something while I was World Champion. Something I never should have lost but now that it's found, I think it has grown and intensified! The rage, the foul thoughts inside my head. Telling me to hurt, telling me to break, to shed the blood of others because of a desire, a fire inside of me that craves these things.
The Pro Life Championship means something more than just returning to Championship mode for me. It has more purpose than just wearing it around my waist or slung up over my shoulder. It means the resurrection of Violent Nature Wrestling. No chairs, no pipes or outright cheap shots with a foreign object but these hands. These dangerous grappling tools that place pain into another person's experience of being inside the ring with me. Johnny Sykes, you know why we're booked this week one on one?
If you haven't got a clue let me include you. See everyone watching that "Contenders" match seen that it was you and I who got pinfall victories. Jair Hopkins got lucky and got added to the mix, another body for the TLC to take years off of. It comes with the job description. This match right here though is to show people who the REAL Top Contender is, who the threat is to Michael Callahan. Don't believe me? Who has Callahan targeted, who's the one who has targets Callahan? You two clowns are filler in a match that is showcasing myself against a Champion. Nothing more and this match here Sykes is just a warm up to that.
This is it ain't it? After this Asylum is the PPV right so when I take away your hopes to be more important, your promise of finally getting that title shot you wanted when I take all of that away...Will you have a vendetta against me later? Should I expect a Christmas card? This isn't at all personal Sykes, in another world, another line of work even we would be friends. However in this world, on this brand and for what is on the line...I am more concerned with ending your chances as early as possible..
He turns and steps off the sidewalk and walks into the street and lays down. His eyes close as the scene fades to black just as a car comes up over the hill heading right towards him.
Voice: Nah, Nah Doode! Chill on that! If I was doing Recall I'd SOO get the memory of having banged that chick from "How I met your Mother" ya know, Robin? She is sexy bro!
Not seeing anything but the Delivery Doors to the back of some building. Docking sections setup along the building, boxes and other forms of crates to ship and package are laying around. Some large, some small enough to sit on. From behind a corner of box stacks you can see smoke rising and disappearing above it. The cameras slowly creep around to find Jason Kash smoking on a joint with some small dude with wild curly hair. Almost an afro style but he's white and wearing a lazy attired suit without the jacket. Both seem to be fucked up off the smoke. Kash hasn't touched it in days it would seem. He needed this was okay with taking the risk.
Voice: Whoa whats with the cameras doode?
Jason Kash: Fuck, those are from APW. I knew they were coming, it's why were hiding Squirrel.
Squirrel: Haha! Damn Doode, that Callahan guy really burned you there huh? Haha! It's cool, I been smoking without a license. Fuck that doode bro! He's an animal cookie! I kind of like that Sykes doode though, I think him and I have alot in common. He likes video games, I like video games. He likes calling himself an OG, I'm an OG too yo, straight outta Cali! I'm more of the white populated areas kind of OG, I had aspirations of being Malibu's Most Wanted but then I got high! Hahaha!!
Jason Kash: HAHAHA..You know...You know, I might be really high right now but did you just say Animal Cookie? MAN! I could so go for a box of Animal Cookies "Doode" Hahaha! You talk funny!
Squirrel: It's the LSD, I dropped one time and...Good times Doode, good times! This weed is pretty good! Not that Cali Kush I'm use to smoking but that shit will put you to deep space nine sleep!
Jason Kash: Yeah I don't need to be sleeping right now. I dozed off yesterday and....I just can't do it again right now. Shhh did you hear that?
They both go silent. Kash didn't really know this Squirrel guy. He came to pick up his secret stash and smoke up. This dude was already smoking Kash's shit when he arrived. Having lifted this tiny sized man up against the concrete wall by the neck like Michael Myers might do, Kash was ready to leave a body. However Squirrel got to laughing hard as hell while being choked. Kash released him to find out why, it surprised him, confused him.
They ended up smoking. Squirrel seemed different. He seemed a bit "Lost" in his own right. No sounds came from "anywheres" as the two of them sat on empty turned over Milk Crates. Kash passes the joint to Squirrel and frozen they sit but their arm moves their hands to their mouth. The crisping of the joint burning and the wind breezes is all they can hear. Squirrel breaks his silence first.
Squirrel: So...Have you ever shit yourself during a match? Some of those whoosh, high flyers foot stomping down on your gut. Have you? Huh? You can tell me Doode!
Jason Kash: I farted a few times where I thought something might have headed towards the light. No actual pooh though. Haven't heard from Sykes yet so maybe he's been shitting himself all week. Did you see that Yarmouth match? I almost ejack..ejacula...I almost nutted myself when he launched me to the outside. That hurt like hell! I got excited right there and then!
Squirrel: Hahaha! You got excited? I ran head first into a wall once and farted so hard it felt like my butthole ripped! I had to finger fuck my butt to make sure I wasn't bleeding...
Jason Kash: ...That's just gross man...What the hell is wrong with you?
What was wrong with him couldn't be helped. Too much LSD in one shot had put his mind at a puddy mush at best. He was going to be this way for the rest of his life, Kash had seen it plenty growing up. Common sense is faded but he can still live life, just seeing things a bit more "out there" than others. Must be because he's high but Kash is enjoying the company. He forgot about his anger, it's been calmed. A sign of good faith in the medicine that he had been prescribed to make him a better person to be around and this had to be proof of that. He was of his old self again.
That's when they heard the truck backing in. That bus sound beeping startles Squirrel, he slaps his business card into Kash's hand and dives over a stack of boxes. Kash breaks the opposite direction and runs away from the scene as some man begins yelling at Squirrel. Kash turns a corner and realizes he still has the joint. He flings it out into the street and looks around, instantly paranoid that someone might be watching him, that the cops might be nearby. Maybe Callahan or Bailey already called it in. Maybe some punk ass Grandmother did from a high perched window. He started trying to walk normal but stopped in his tracks as his eyes locked up to the billboard asking everyone a question.
Jason Kash: Having Trouble Sleeping? Heh..I slept. I slept and had a dream. My dreams haven't been pleasant. I've been doing alright not smoking as much until now, fucking Callahan got me on that one. I'm paranoid as fuck to get caught up toking and have tried not doing it on camera. All I need is for Callahan or his new "Dirty Jobs" Anthony Bailey making a call to the Police. Bailey already known to have his females do that for him.
What I do need is another match, I'm hungry to step inside the ring again. I want to continue this journey of violence, the rush, the pain, the punishment...I'm very much enjoying this. Yarmouth was fun, big fucker put up a scuffle but Sykes is a whole different game to hunt. He's a cheetah in the ring, flies around with great speed. Easily the fastest guy on Asylum, maybe the entire roster.
The problem with Cheetahs is that they run from the bigger Cats on the hunting grounds. Think of me as a Lion who has been King. Think of me for what I've done obtain that position and now what I'll do to claim the Pro Life. Return that garbage to it's true form, return it to a form which represents the stiff and rough nature of Wrestling Violence. You're not made to be like me Sykes. I'm a good guy with foul intentions. I have cruel and unusual things running through my head and as of late, when I can sleep and catch a few Z's, they've been about you. No Homo! Heh
He begins to walk, his ranting has given him much needed removal of the paranoia that had filled him. Now he seems in control, in strides that come off as even being arrogant. He nods to someone that looks in his direction as if the world around him is watching him move by.
Jason Kash: When I slept Sykes, I watched you beg, I seen you coming off the top ropes and being crushed by a Wrecking Ball with my face on it. Now that metaphor of course is that I'm going to destroy you but I'm sure you'll put in a good ol' fight! Missle dropkicks, springboard attacks and everything you can throw out there at me. But it won't be enough.
Your little cute twist and turn splash from the top ropes will not be enough. Your trainer, mother, brother, cousin and all your friends on XBOX Live will not be enough pep talk to stand in my way during this match. This test of who truly belongs as the Top Contender, the #1 guy heading into the TLC Match. Who wants it more? I do and I will eat your fucking eyeballs to get there!
He calms himself. Feeling the nature of his inner violence begin to rise. Feeling the foul thoughts and visions enter his thoughts he tries to keep them pushed back for the time being. He leans onto a gate of some yard. He takes in a few deep inhales and realizes his high has been gone for a few moments now. He needed another release of the building anger inside of him.
Yarmouth was a good release but he needed something else. He needed something to help calm him down. What he needed was to have smoked more marijuana. Just thinking that it could have been the cause of his rage rising from the sleep of his mind pisses him off. Makes him want to rip Callahan's throat out and say RRROAD HOUSE.
Jason Kash: Over the last few weeks I've been coming into my own, realizing what it is I'm doing wrong, coming to terms with what needs to be done on my part in order to get back to my winning ways. I lost something while I was World Champion. Something I never should have lost but now that it's found, I think it has grown and intensified! The rage, the foul thoughts inside my head. Telling me to hurt, telling me to break, to shed the blood of others because of a desire, a fire inside of me that craves these things.
The Pro Life Championship means something more than just returning to Championship mode for me. It has more purpose than just wearing it around my waist or slung up over my shoulder. It means the resurrection of Violent Nature Wrestling. No chairs, no pipes or outright cheap shots with a foreign object but these hands. These dangerous grappling tools that place pain into another person's experience of being inside the ring with me. Johnny Sykes, you know why we're booked this week one on one?
If you haven't got a clue let me include you. See everyone watching that "Contenders" match seen that it was you and I who got pinfall victories. Jair Hopkins got lucky and got added to the mix, another body for the TLC to take years off of. It comes with the job description. This match right here though is to show people who the REAL Top Contender is, who the threat is to Michael Callahan. Don't believe me? Who has Callahan targeted, who's the one who has targets Callahan? You two clowns are filler in a match that is showcasing myself against a Champion. Nothing more and this match here Sykes is just a warm up to that.
This is it ain't it? After this Asylum is the PPV right so when I take away your hopes to be more important, your promise of finally getting that title shot you wanted when I take all of that away...Will you have a vendetta against me later? Should I expect a Christmas card? This isn't at all personal Sykes, in another world, another line of work even we would be friends. However in this world, on this brand and for what is on the line...I am more concerned with ending your chances as early as possible..
He turns and steps off the sidewalk and walks into the street and lays down. His eyes close as the scene fades to black just as a car comes up over the hill heading right towards him.
