Post by Jason Cashe on Aug 15, 2012 12:34:59 GMT -4
A dingy Pool Hall. Graffiti covering the walls of various Gang and R.I.P. tags. A few people lounging about as crackling music comes out from the old jukebox sitting against the wall. Jason Kash standing at the end of a Pool table, has a Pool stick in hand and rubs it's tip with the blue chalk. He lines up the shot to break and begin a solo game of 8 Ball. He takes the first shot and breaks the grouping balls, the sound of clacks is heard as the balls bounce off each other and spread out. His voice breaks as he paces around the table slowly, looking for his next shot.
Jason Kash: Johnny Sykes. You have a taste of victory over me from the last Asylum. Congratulations for that but know that lightning doesn't often strike the same place twice. Most would say it never strikes in the same place twice but I know different, I lost titles and reclaimed them later, I've lost matches and regained my composure and won later. What I also know is that you are still cold. Nobody cares you won a match that only promoted you as a meaningful opponent for this PPV Match.
It didn't mean anything, wasn't for anything and at the end of the day will be forgotten when you've failed to capture the victory in this TLC match. See you're good for making a match full of speed and consistent action. Flying around like some spot monkey and in truth, that's ALL you are good for. So during this match I will take advantage of that, I will search you out during the chaos and somehow, someway, I will put you into a WORLD of hurt.
It's funny because the "Original OG Pranksta" became very serious for our match. A man who NEVER takes anything too seriously suddenly stopped laughing, stopped making jokes and became a suit. You tried to use some of the things that Bailey used against me, you tried to use what you felt was my weakness against me and while me getting high might be a dumb move DURING matches, I have never wrestled high.
So you can go interview children, parents, Anti-Bully Groups, hell go and talk to the Federal Government but you'll still get my middle finger to all that noise. I do me, I don't care, couldn't care any less about what you or they have to say about the things I do in being me. Have fun for this match Sykes because I am not looking to just win this match, if at all possible..I'll be taking your smile, taking your laughter and "Pranksta" ways and burying them with your chances of becoming a Champion in APW. Like you have any real chances to begin with...hahaha! Fuck getting "Syked Out", you're gonna be Kashed Out!
He picks his shot and takes it, sinking in a striped 14 Ball into a side pocket. He sniffs and stands tall, taking his pace again and rounding the table as his voice opens out to those watching.
Jason Kash: Asylum comes with a History of Violent Natured men and women. Bloodshed is as much apart of this show's history as the Wrestling Ring where competitions took place. Now it's watered down. The last match that Asylum had that was "Violent" was One Night In Hell when I became World Champion for the very first time. When Sally Talfourd knocked out my front teeth and then got her shoulders pinned onto the canvas. It was then that I should have started to return violence to this show but I got caught up in being the new Poster Boy. A position that Anthony Bailey has taken recently and has let himself get blinded by being.
I'm not use to being unsuccessful. I don't blame my ability as to why I lost any match in recent times. I lost not because I was beaten by better men, I lost because of this curse that is The Season of J.A.S.O.N. and the bad start to this season. Look back at the Extreme Tournament. I was the Top Seed and failed in almost every match I was booked in. The very start of this Season began there and from that came Anthony Bailey who happened to be there when I was at my worst. It could have been Knuckles, Chaz Dillinger, even Young Mannie could have beaten me on that given day because inside my head I had already beaten myself.
His cell phone vibrates and rings, he stops and removes it from his pocket. Tidus Howe on the Caller ID and Kash hits the silent button and returns the phone to his pocket. He wants to be alone, not surprised Tidus would be calling. It's 4:30 AM and Kash has gone MIA. He left the hotel unannounced and ended up at this rundown bar. After a few beers, hoping that would replace his desire for marijuana he decided on a game of pool. Taking his next shot, he bounces the 8 Ball by accident and almost sinks it.
Jason Kash: Michael Callahan is hunted. He's the focus of all my wet dreams where pain is the fantasy, he's why I'm still awake right now. You wanted to stab me in the lungs Callahan? Take away what you knew I loved in the green but what has it really accomplished? You've taken away the one thing that keeps me under control of myself. The one thing that calms my violent nature, the natural instincts inside my thoughts that see violence as a pleasurable thing. You've taken the control of suppressing that away. Now you live with that side effect, you deal with what comes when my bloody thoughts are free to rise. I'm still funny, I'm still a fool but now all of that comes with a thirst for not only my opponent's blood but the pain of my own well being in order to get to where I want to go. Where I need to go, but more importantly where Asylum needs to return too.
Callahan don't you get it? Asylum has always been different. It's always been the hard nosed fight league where bloodshed and violence is as common as an Irish Whip and you have come and thus far changed that. I am the remedy to your mistake. I am the overdose to the prescription you've given Asylum and I will prove that you're not right for this program. I will prove that only the Strong, only the violence can survive in Asylum. In the end, the blood of this abortion will be on your hands but it's without a doubt my doing. I will remove this bastard child of Michael Callahan and I will do it with Tables, Ladders, and Chairs.
Since you arrived we've had words. It has only been words. Not once have you demanded to deal with me like a man inside the ring. Not once have you looked for anything more than to run your mouth and hide behind your morals of whats right and wrong. Oh wait, I'm wrong! You've attacked me from behind a few times during your FAILED attempt at T.R.I. but once that fell through you kept your distance. Where as I've left message after message. Shitting on your limo, attacking you from the front on your BIG record setting day last Asylum. I came from the front, I didn't need to come at you from behind like the coward YOU are.
Now, in this match I come at you from the front once again but this time it might be a Chair that blasts you over the head. I will wrap a ladder around everything you stand for, everything you've worked for to make this "Pro Life" meaningful. This will be a car crash pile up and I'm the Mack Truck that doesn't tip in the collision. When I become the newly crowned Champion, once again upsetting big names and overcoming diversity I will hurl the Pro Life Belt into the crowd and do away with this chicken shit reign that you've drowned us all with..
He spins around in a sudden motion, swinging the Pool stick hard against a nearby wall. The pool stick splits and cracks in half. Kash lets it fall from his grip and puts both hands against the pool table and catches his breath, eases his cool and collected nature. He can't lose it out in public, he can't fuck around and get arrested. Something so much easier when he had free roam to smoke weed. Now he was without it and his anger continues to grow.
Jason Kash: When I win this match, when I survive this match and get my hand raised. When the fans stand to their feet as I rise with the Pro Life Belt as my trophy I not only return this show to it's roots but I bring in a new bar for what success in APW means. I become only the 2nd person to win every Title on a given Show. Nobody since Michael Lively on Overdrive has accomplished this. On Asylum I can achieve that with this ONE match. I can do what Biggs, what CJ Gates, what Rico Casteel or James Chambers never accomplished.
With this match my name, my "luck" and 15 minutes of fame becomes cemented into APW History. Michael Lively calls himself "Jesus" but with this win, I can become God Damn MOSES!!! I have my chance at leading people away from this Pro Life world and take them across an ocean of Violence! Not Michael Callahan, not Jair Hopkins or even Johnny Sykes will take that from me. My time is still now, my time will not be lucky but forced. I will give Pro Life an abortion and bring back the Violence of Suicide...
Someone from behind the bar comes around the corner and looks at Kash standing there. Acting like this place isn't already a trash can, the guy seems offended by Kash smashing a pool stick. Quickly Kash snaps at him verbally.
Jason Kash: YEAH? Can I fucking help you?
Bartender: No, No, don't mind me..
The bartender leaves back behind the bar and Kash grabs the white ball and flip tosses it in his hand. Hearing "All My Exes" play on the Jukebox, Kash launches it with everything he has and the music stops playing. Sparks crackle from the jukebox as Kash pushes himself up onto the surface of the Pool Table.
Jason Kash: Former World Champions have disappeared or faded after losing the belt. Not moving on but making themselves a second class athlete. I WILL NOT become that, cannot become that because my reign, my violent nature has just begun to bloom. When James Chambers knew his time was up, he split and was a whisper in the wing. Rico Casteel was dominate and killed competition but then he became a Tag Team after realizing he wouldn't just win the World Title back. He disappeared not long after that. Me? I'm still here. Me? I'm still fighting, winning and losing is apart of this business but thus far you've seen nothing yet but a man who shows remorse and the remorse I had has been the only thing disappearing. TLC is my environment, it's my world of pain and hurt and during that match someone is going to get hurt.
That takes me to whats his name...Jair Hopkins. I'll refrain from calling you Jair Jair Binks because Sykes likes to think HE came up with that..How are you doing Hopkins? You aight? After that Philly Cheese Lock, one would have good reason to wonder if you're even at 100% coming into this TLC. Sykes has his head held high after getting me in a School boy but you, you came THIS close to being tapped out in your last match! Why the hell are you even in this match to begin with?
Jumping off the pool table, Kash grabs his half full bottle of beer and guzzles it down. He throws the empty bottle and it shatters against a wall. Kash turns and points at the camera, approaches it as if he has a vendetta against it. His words come out angry, filled with a disliking for everyone he's talked about thus far.
Jason Kash: You didn't pin anyone, your hand wasn't on a chest when the referee counted the pinfall. Where do you even fit into this scene? Are you accepting the fact that you've been given a long shot chance at making a name for yourself? Are you admitting to yourself that you've been labeled the extra in a Major Motion picture that has Myself and Callahan in the starring roles? Sykes might argue that but let's face facts, neither of you will win a popularity contest. Neither of you are favorites to win and it's not because you can't but because you simply fucking won't.
Being trained by Juan Ramirez is nice and all, he brought Anthony Bailey into his full stride. Thanks for that by the way Ramirez! But he also has you to shine and give his training and guidance a good name and reputation. It's really too bad that Shockwave has to be the night when the Ramirez Camp suffers complete defeat. You think Bailey is beating Sally? So your little tug my cock group will find themselves winless on this night. Defeated on this night and broken in pride on this special and exciting event.
I hope you have confidence, I will smile so big my mouth gets wrinkles if you step into that ring, that environment and believe you can win. Because it's in that moment when I notice your confidence that I will crush it. When you see the light and feel the daze you will know you've been fucked up by Jason Kash. I hope you can break dance because when your career is shortened and all is lost, you'll need to work for change on some street corner down in the Boogie Down Bronx. You beating me, you winning this match? KILL THAT NOISE!
Bartender: Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. I don't want to call the Police but I will..
He hears the voice before he can see the face to the voice. The bartender comes back around the bar and steps around the corner. He looks out of shape, sloppy fat with grease stains under each armpit. Someone you wouldn't ask to cook for you or give you a hug. Kash's face, his emotions droop down like Deputy Dog as he makes a beeline to the Bartender. Kash grabs him by the jello fat face and brings his face real close to Kash's face.
Jason Kash: ....Republican or Democrat?
Bartender: Ahhhummm...Democrat?
Bringing the greasy man in, Kash kisses his cheek with great force before throwing him away by the face. Kash walks off as the bartender cowers against the wall close by. "Asylum" Kicking the entrance door, Kash leaves the bar and the scene as it fades to black.
Jason Kash: Johnny Sykes. You have a taste of victory over me from the last Asylum. Congratulations for that but know that lightning doesn't often strike the same place twice. Most would say it never strikes in the same place twice but I know different, I lost titles and reclaimed them later, I've lost matches and regained my composure and won later. What I also know is that you are still cold. Nobody cares you won a match that only promoted you as a meaningful opponent for this PPV Match.
It didn't mean anything, wasn't for anything and at the end of the day will be forgotten when you've failed to capture the victory in this TLC match. See you're good for making a match full of speed and consistent action. Flying around like some spot monkey and in truth, that's ALL you are good for. So during this match I will take advantage of that, I will search you out during the chaos and somehow, someway, I will put you into a WORLD of hurt.
It's funny because the "Original OG Pranksta" became very serious for our match. A man who NEVER takes anything too seriously suddenly stopped laughing, stopped making jokes and became a suit. You tried to use some of the things that Bailey used against me, you tried to use what you felt was my weakness against me and while me getting high might be a dumb move DURING matches, I have never wrestled high.
So you can go interview children, parents, Anti-Bully Groups, hell go and talk to the Federal Government but you'll still get my middle finger to all that noise. I do me, I don't care, couldn't care any less about what you or they have to say about the things I do in being me. Have fun for this match Sykes because I am not looking to just win this match, if at all possible..I'll be taking your smile, taking your laughter and "Pranksta" ways and burying them with your chances of becoming a Champion in APW. Like you have any real chances to begin with...hahaha! Fuck getting "Syked Out", you're gonna be Kashed Out!
He picks his shot and takes it, sinking in a striped 14 Ball into a side pocket. He sniffs and stands tall, taking his pace again and rounding the table as his voice opens out to those watching.
Jason Kash: Asylum comes with a History of Violent Natured men and women. Bloodshed is as much apart of this show's history as the Wrestling Ring where competitions took place. Now it's watered down. The last match that Asylum had that was "Violent" was One Night In Hell when I became World Champion for the very first time. When Sally Talfourd knocked out my front teeth and then got her shoulders pinned onto the canvas. It was then that I should have started to return violence to this show but I got caught up in being the new Poster Boy. A position that Anthony Bailey has taken recently and has let himself get blinded by being.
I'm not use to being unsuccessful. I don't blame my ability as to why I lost any match in recent times. I lost not because I was beaten by better men, I lost because of this curse that is The Season of J.A.S.O.N. and the bad start to this season. Look back at the Extreme Tournament. I was the Top Seed and failed in almost every match I was booked in. The very start of this Season began there and from that came Anthony Bailey who happened to be there when I was at my worst. It could have been Knuckles, Chaz Dillinger, even Young Mannie could have beaten me on that given day because inside my head I had already beaten myself.
His cell phone vibrates and rings, he stops and removes it from his pocket. Tidus Howe on the Caller ID and Kash hits the silent button and returns the phone to his pocket. He wants to be alone, not surprised Tidus would be calling. It's 4:30 AM and Kash has gone MIA. He left the hotel unannounced and ended up at this rundown bar. After a few beers, hoping that would replace his desire for marijuana he decided on a game of pool. Taking his next shot, he bounces the 8 Ball by accident and almost sinks it.
Jason Kash: Michael Callahan is hunted. He's the focus of all my wet dreams where pain is the fantasy, he's why I'm still awake right now. You wanted to stab me in the lungs Callahan? Take away what you knew I loved in the green but what has it really accomplished? You've taken away the one thing that keeps me under control of myself. The one thing that calms my violent nature, the natural instincts inside my thoughts that see violence as a pleasurable thing. You've taken the control of suppressing that away. Now you live with that side effect, you deal with what comes when my bloody thoughts are free to rise. I'm still funny, I'm still a fool but now all of that comes with a thirst for not only my opponent's blood but the pain of my own well being in order to get to where I want to go. Where I need to go, but more importantly where Asylum needs to return too.
Callahan don't you get it? Asylum has always been different. It's always been the hard nosed fight league where bloodshed and violence is as common as an Irish Whip and you have come and thus far changed that. I am the remedy to your mistake. I am the overdose to the prescription you've given Asylum and I will prove that you're not right for this program. I will prove that only the Strong, only the violence can survive in Asylum. In the end, the blood of this abortion will be on your hands but it's without a doubt my doing. I will remove this bastard child of Michael Callahan and I will do it with Tables, Ladders, and Chairs.
Since you arrived we've had words. It has only been words. Not once have you demanded to deal with me like a man inside the ring. Not once have you looked for anything more than to run your mouth and hide behind your morals of whats right and wrong. Oh wait, I'm wrong! You've attacked me from behind a few times during your FAILED attempt at T.R.I. but once that fell through you kept your distance. Where as I've left message after message. Shitting on your limo, attacking you from the front on your BIG record setting day last Asylum. I came from the front, I didn't need to come at you from behind like the coward YOU are.
Now, in this match I come at you from the front once again but this time it might be a Chair that blasts you over the head. I will wrap a ladder around everything you stand for, everything you've worked for to make this "Pro Life" meaningful. This will be a car crash pile up and I'm the Mack Truck that doesn't tip in the collision. When I become the newly crowned Champion, once again upsetting big names and overcoming diversity I will hurl the Pro Life Belt into the crowd and do away with this chicken shit reign that you've drowned us all with..
He spins around in a sudden motion, swinging the Pool stick hard against a nearby wall. The pool stick splits and cracks in half. Kash lets it fall from his grip and puts both hands against the pool table and catches his breath, eases his cool and collected nature. He can't lose it out in public, he can't fuck around and get arrested. Something so much easier when he had free roam to smoke weed. Now he was without it and his anger continues to grow.
Jason Kash: When I win this match, when I survive this match and get my hand raised. When the fans stand to their feet as I rise with the Pro Life Belt as my trophy I not only return this show to it's roots but I bring in a new bar for what success in APW means. I become only the 2nd person to win every Title on a given Show. Nobody since Michael Lively on Overdrive has accomplished this. On Asylum I can achieve that with this ONE match. I can do what Biggs, what CJ Gates, what Rico Casteel or James Chambers never accomplished.
With this match my name, my "luck" and 15 minutes of fame becomes cemented into APW History. Michael Lively calls himself "Jesus" but with this win, I can become God Damn MOSES!!! I have my chance at leading people away from this Pro Life world and take them across an ocean of Violence! Not Michael Callahan, not Jair Hopkins or even Johnny Sykes will take that from me. My time is still now, my time will not be lucky but forced. I will give Pro Life an abortion and bring back the Violence of Suicide...
Someone from behind the bar comes around the corner and looks at Kash standing there. Acting like this place isn't already a trash can, the guy seems offended by Kash smashing a pool stick. Quickly Kash snaps at him verbally.
Jason Kash: YEAH? Can I fucking help you?
Bartender: No, No, don't mind me..
The bartender leaves back behind the bar and Kash grabs the white ball and flip tosses it in his hand. Hearing "All My Exes" play on the Jukebox, Kash launches it with everything he has and the music stops playing. Sparks crackle from the jukebox as Kash pushes himself up onto the surface of the Pool Table.
Jason Kash: Former World Champions have disappeared or faded after losing the belt. Not moving on but making themselves a second class athlete. I WILL NOT become that, cannot become that because my reign, my violent nature has just begun to bloom. When James Chambers knew his time was up, he split and was a whisper in the wing. Rico Casteel was dominate and killed competition but then he became a Tag Team after realizing he wouldn't just win the World Title back. He disappeared not long after that. Me? I'm still here. Me? I'm still fighting, winning and losing is apart of this business but thus far you've seen nothing yet but a man who shows remorse and the remorse I had has been the only thing disappearing. TLC is my environment, it's my world of pain and hurt and during that match someone is going to get hurt.
That takes me to whats his name...Jair Hopkins. I'll refrain from calling you Jair Jair Binks because Sykes likes to think HE came up with that..How are you doing Hopkins? You aight? After that Philly Cheese Lock, one would have good reason to wonder if you're even at 100% coming into this TLC. Sykes has his head held high after getting me in a School boy but you, you came THIS close to being tapped out in your last match! Why the hell are you even in this match to begin with?
Jumping off the pool table, Kash grabs his half full bottle of beer and guzzles it down. He throws the empty bottle and it shatters against a wall. Kash turns and points at the camera, approaches it as if he has a vendetta against it. His words come out angry, filled with a disliking for everyone he's talked about thus far.
Jason Kash: You didn't pin anyone, your hand wasn't on a chest when the referee counted the pinfall. Where do you even fit into this scene? Are you accepting the fact that you've been given a long shot chance at making a name for yourself? Are you admitting to yourself that you've been labeled the extra in a Major Motion picture that has Myself and Callahan in the starring roles? Sykes might argue that but let's face facts, neither of you will win a popularity contest. Neither of you are favorites to win and it's not because you can't but because you simply fucking won't.
Being trained by Juan Ramirez is nice and all, he brought Anthony Bailey into his full stride. Thanks for that by the way Ramirez! But he also has you to shine and give his training and guidance a good name and reputation. It's really too bad that Shockwave has to be the night when the Ramirez Camp suffers complete defeat. You think Bailey is beating Sally? So your little tug my cock group will find themselves winless on this night. Defeated on this night and broken in pride on this special and exciting event.
I hope you have confidence, I will smile so big my mouth gets wrinkles if you step into that ring, that environment and believe you can win. Because it's in that moment when I notice your confidence that I will crush it. When you see the light and feel the daze you will know you've been fucked up by Jason Kash. I hope you can break dance because when your career is shortened and all is lost, you'll need to work for change on some street corner down in the Boogie Down Bronx. You beating me, you winning this match? KILL THAT NOISE!
Bartender: Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. I don't want to call the Police but I will..
He hears the voice before he can see the face to the voice. The bartender comes back around the bar and steps around the corner. He looks out of shape, sloppy fat with grease stains under each armpit. Someone you wouldn't ask to cook for you or give you a hug. Kash's face, his emotions droop down like Deputy Dog as he makes a beeline to the Bartender. Kash grabs him by the jello fat face and brings his face real close to Kash's face.
Jason Kash: ....Republican or Democrat?
Bartender: Ahhhummm...Democrat?
Bringing the greasy man in, Kash kisses his cheek with great force before throwing him away by the face. Kash walks off as the bartender cowers against the wall close by. "Asylum" Kicking the entrance door, Kash leaves the bar and the scene as it fades to black.
