Post by Jason Cashe on Sept 28, 2012 3:46:04 GMT -4
The temperature had already started to drop. It was Wisconsin after all and it wasn't known for being a warm place to live even during the Summer months. Jason Kash wasn't here though to enjoy some cool down from the weather, he was here to align himself with Mr. Dangerous and reunite Organized Violence. Dangerous seemed thrilled with the idea and when Dangerous looked at Kash, Kash seemed excited as well. They were set to train their asses off.
No time wasted as they push towards the debuting of Educated Money. Neither man was really known to anyone in APW but that didn't matter, Organized Violence fought regardless. Often times their opponents were new faces and that never meant anything but another victory. Sally Talfourd and Nathaniel Havok? No problem, Organized Violence BEAT them. Gambler and Bodacious, Red Shield Mafia, OV had scored pinfalls over each and every team around just 365 days ago.
Now was the time for the resurrection of that success. They jogged. At 6 AM, a jog was the perfect way to wake up and get that first "burn" in and that's what was needed. Kash wanted to make sure Dangerous was ready. He needed to be in top form and while Dangerous isn't often known for slacking or being a weak link, Kash wasn't about to take any risks.
Jason Kash: Let's Go! Come on, let's get this shit!!
Mr. Dangerous: Ugh...uhh...aghhh...I'm tired..We'v..We've been running for like a mile already..Can we can take a break?
Jason Kash: Do you want to win? What real success have you had since being MY partner? Huh?
Mr. Dangerous: ...yeah..
Jason Kash: What's that? SPEAK UP!
Mr. Dangerous: Yeah...YEAH!!! Second wind, let's ROCK!!
Jason Kash: That's what I'm talking about! Let's show this Educated Money that the Tag Division already has the best in Tag Wrestling. RIGHT HERE!!
Dangerous runs past Jason Kash as the scene opens full to see Mr. Dangerous jogging in spandex shorts and without a shirt on. His breath is cold smoke and it comes out thick with every exhale. Kash stands and watches Dangerous jog ahead. He's wearing a jacket and seems warm enough for the chill. He smiles and blows into his cupped hands before taking off after Dangerous. Catching up with his new "partner" Kash stares on ahead and acts as though everything is fine. Dangerous looks over as the two of them jog side by side, he stares at the side of Kash's eyes and they seem evil. Full of hate and destruction, something he didn't see when they were last partners.
Soon they stop again at the edge of a four way crossing in the road. Kash looks down all the different routes, not knowing but figuring out where to go next. Dangerous starts to speak up but catches himself. Then as Kash nods in a direction and begins to take off, Dangerous grabs him by the arm to stop his forward progress.
Mr. Dangerous: Hey, hey, let me ask you something man...
Jason Kash: Whats up?
Mr. Dangerous: I know you said not to bring it up but I've...I've gotta know! You're a two time World Champion, TapOut Champion, Tag Champion with me of course! You're a Grand Slam Champion...
Jason Kash: Dude, it's cold out here. Do you have a point?
Mr. Dangerous: Yeah..Why team with me? I've had loss after loss more recently and yet you are giving me this equal feel. Like we're really partners when you're clearly the bigger name and Organized Violence was you and Sha--
Jason Kash: Whoa, there slugger! Where'd this come from? You are by FAR the most superior Megastar on the APW Roster, ask anyone! Your match with Cameron Wolves? My GOD, talk about classic! You are the most COMPLETE FIGHTER IN THE WORLD! Don't you forget that shit alright? Let's get out this cold...
Kash slaps the back shoulder of Mr. Dangerous and slowly takes off to the right. Dangerous grins and lets out a small laugh before following his partner. The camera catches them run off into the distance. Cutting through a small wooded area, Kash leaps over a stump and continues his pace. Dangerous huffing and shivering as he pushes through the chilled night breeze.
His face numbing a bit as they get the cozy Motel in their views. Their pace slows and Kash leans over and takes a few rapid inhales to catch his breath. Dangerous walks right into the front doors and falls flat to the carpeted inside. Kash laughs as he steps over Dangerous and sits down in a chair nearby to give his legs a break. Dangerous pushes himself to his feet and nods towards Kash.
Mr. Dangerous: I'm going up to my room. Warm, no HOT shower and then I'm going to bed. I'll see you for lunch. Say around 1?
Jason Kash: Alright then, good work out. Whats our Motto?
Mr. Dangerous: Do Your Best!
Jason Kash: No, that's the old motto. The new motto is VICTORY!! Sink that shit deep to the dome alright man? We'll talk later..
Dangerous almost drags his feet as he heads to the staircase. Kash nods at the camera man to follow Dangerous and the view leaves Kash behind. Dangerous on the second floor opens his room door. Being 2 of 6 total guests currently, he didn't feel the need to lock up. Nothing to take really anyways. The door slams into the camera and it startles Dangerous but he waves them to enter.
Mr. Dangerous: Come on in. Kash told me I'd have to cut some "Face Time" as he put it. This is a little sooner than I hoped, I'm lazy. I don't need to do these type of things, I'm in this to compete, not talk up a storm. But I said I'd give it a try. Educated Money right? Okay..I've been given this chance to bring back Organized Violence. I didn't know I was even an official member of this Tag Team but I guess I did come down and accept to be Jason's partner when O.V. defended them.
I took on a small side job being his camera man and that worked for me. Between that and the few matches I do have, I make a decent living. I'm not one to live above my means. I'm nothing like Ashton Daniels or Jerome Dubios. I don't need money to define what my life is about. Did I want this match? Did I ask for this match or even the chance to Tag with Jason Kash? No but I won't just walk away from it either, do you know what it feels like to compete on an APW PPV? The fans are more electric, the ring somehow has more bounce to it. I went into One Night In Hell not knowing I'd be in a match period and then the spot opened, the call was made and I took that window of opportunity.
Dangerous grabs a towel off the Motel Dresser and slaps it up over his shoulder. He heads to the bed where his duffel bag sits and starts to open the bag but looks into the camera and gets excited with a huge grin that slowly forms over his face as the words flow from his mouth.
Mr. Dangerous: I was overwhelmed by the feeling as I stepped out from the back and ran to that ring. Even though I was quickly the cause of Jason losing the Tag Titles I was in love with that feeling. Win, lose, that feeling never changes. That feeling of just being there...It's all that matters to me. If I can have that moment again, more often because of this Tag Team? I'm all for it and will work hard, bleed if I have too in order to have that on that big of a stage once again. Now it's no secret that the man Jason Kash was last year and who he is now has changed.
He was so brightly shined last year, so ready to stand out in front of a crowd and entertain them. Earn his name, his reputation through competing against anyone who they put him in front of. While THAT hasn't changed, he has lost something in his head that prevented this other person from being released. I'm not sure it was the marijuana or the Bad Season of J.A.S.O.N. but he's changed and it's scary. He is pretty tense when you mention The Season at all right now, like mentioning it might jinx it as it changes for the better.
I don't agree with everything he says, everything he believes or the thoughts in his head but as his partner? I will put my trust into him. I know he has my back and through me maybe we can get the good old Kash back! Right now, he kind of scares me. That whole blood oath thing he tried getting me to do on Asylum? What the heck was that!? I don't have to mark my bloody hand print to prove my loyalty to him. When we get into the ring on Monday, he'll know where my name lies in the sand. On his side. As his partner..I'm thrilled to bring back this team with Jason.
I feel we can work well together and that the glass ceiling for us both is lifted if we're watching each others backs. Not even the Tag Division can limit our potential. I feel better than I've ever felt and I owe it all to Jason Kash. He's the reason for this step up in my game, this upgraded energy I have to perform at a high level. He said I could be North American Champion if I wanted too! What more can someone ask for than someone loyal to not just himself but to your career, your success as well as his own? Shane Borderland lost out on that, Johnny Knuckles lost out on that. I won't make their mistake. I just hope he isn't upset I ruined his Loyalty Oath. I...I..don't really have anything else to say. I need to get in the shower, I am soaked in a cold sweat. Go find Jason.
Backing out of the room, the door shuts and it turns into a first person view. Something like you'd see in a video game as the view moves down the hallway and turns, looking down the stair case. You can see Jason Kash still sitting in the chair he plopped in too when they first came back from the work out. The view moves down the staircase, each step giving a bounce to the recording. Kash lifts his head and watches the camera approach. As soon as it's close enough to hear him, his voice breaks out in the otherwise empty lobby of the motel.
Jason Kash: How'd it go? He's busted his ass these last few days since we took this match against Educated Money. Such a good sport that kid is. It's no wonder the entire Roster in APW knows his name, looks out for his matches and the fans all over the world cheer for Dangerous when he steps into the ring..Heh...That's the exact reason our partnership works. He brings the fans to watch and I knock them on their ass and show the world that Violence is the Remedy to all the bullshit currently filling these shows. Drama this, my girlfriend or my wife is leaving me. Bah, Bah, Bah BULLSHIT! Give it a rest people, nobody turns on Professional Wrestling to watch Days Of Our Lives. This is a SPORT, a COMBAT SPORT...Act like it for once and don't let your personal drama be the cause of you getting your ass whooped. NOBLE.
Being back in the Tag Division I guess brings out the competitive streak. Tis good I've got one hell of a partner right?! Educated Money has no idea what they've walked in too. See I seen them walking backstage on this last Meltdown and I asked myself who the fuck were these clowns. Turns out they talk loud and brag at random to anyone who will listen. One's French and Woo Wee Pee Pee, who's ever been scared or concerned about the French? That's like worrying about Canada going to war with someone. The other guy, Ashton is from Miami. Someone else thinking their hot because they come from Miami. Doesn't everyone have that same attitude there? Thinking you're a Boss when you're really just a punk who has spent his life on his Parent's big accounts and wealth?
Who fucking cares, you're a dime a dozen boys. I can literally google typical French Wrestler and find 10 of you Dubious, Dabious..Whatever your name is. And AssTon, I can throw a fucking rock on South Beach and find 100 of you trying to work your weak game and fake tans on one of the many WHORANGE colored women lying around half naked and FAR more interesting in her appearance than you entire lives have been. Sound about right rich boy? The problem you have is that you've come off the Indy scene and having had a good run in a small promotion, you both assume you can step into this ring. An APW ring and just continue your golden form of competition right on into success.
Well what is golden in 6CW is actually Bronze here in APW, some degree it might not even medal and for this match, against myself and Dangerous? Your chances are slim like a jim. Snap into one and that's your fate. You get broken, meat torn from the bone and you left in pieces. Use your educations to get a law degree because once you land in APW you become on borrowed time. My borrowed time. You're best bet is move to Overdrive as quickly as possible. The only drama I bring isn't of my home life but it's me raiding your home at night. I do criminal things to decent people because they get in my way. Organized Violence will stand once more and no matter how long it stands, there WILL be a purpose for it's revival. There will be a moment that people will never forget when it happens...I promise that.
His cell phone rings. Having it right there on his lap you can see he had been on it while Dangerous was in focus. He checks the caller and shakes his head, almost looking disappointed as to who was calling. He answers it, looks around as he flips on speaker phone. He places the phone on the ground with the speakers facing up as he unties his boots.
Jason Kash: Whats up Tidus?
Tidus Howe: How are things going? Did you get him crying yet? Does he even suspect...
The phone gets snatched up quickly as Kash stands to his feet and puts the phone to his ear. He paces as he goes into a rant into the phone at an unexpecting Tidus Howe.
Jason Kash: I told you not to speak about this on the phones. I TOLD YOU...I told you to shut the fuck up. SHUT UP! Listen to me, this will happen. I don't care, I..Don't...Care...You can either be with me on this or you can pay up and be removed from this circle of trust, the oath of loyalty. No, No, he doesn't have to be! Because I said so, that's why. Just..Yeah I-I've got this under control. You deal with the job I gave you and let me handle this. Alright? Okay I'm getting off the phone now. You've annoyed me. Do your job...Bye..
Hanging up his phone, Kash stretches out into a yawn. As his arms come down, he sticks a finger into his nose and moves it around digging. He pulls out a booger that is connected to a line of snot and he wipes it across the lens of the camera. His laugh can be heard behind the smug of goo as the scene comes to a close.
No time wasted as they push towards the debuting of Educated Money. Neither man was really known to anyone in APW but that didn't matter, Organized Violence fought regardless. Often times their opponents were new faces and that never meant anything but another victory. Sally Talfourd and Nathaniel Havok? No problem, Organized Violence BEAT them. Gambler and Bodacious, Red Shield Mafia, OV had scored pinfalls over each and every team around just 365 days ago.
Now was the time for the resurrection of that success. They jogged. At 6 AM, a jog was the perfect way to wake up and get that first "burn" in and that's what was needed. Kash wanted to make sure Dangerous was ready. He needed to be in top form and while Dangerous isn't often known for slacking or being a weak link, Kash wasn't about to take any risks.
Jason Kash: Let's Go! Come on, let's get this shit!!
Mr. Dangerous: Ugh...uhh...aghhh...I'm tired..We'v..We've been running for like a mile already..Can we can take a break?
Jason Kash: Do you want to win? What real success have you had since being MY partner? Huh?
Mr. Dangerous: ...yeah..
Jason Kash: What's that? SPEAK UP!
Mr. Dangerous: Yeah...YEAH!!! Second wind, let's ROCK!!
Jason Kash: That's what I'm talking about! Let's show this Educated Money that the Tag Division already has the best in Tag Wrestling. RIGHT HERE!!
Dangerous runs past Jason Kash as the scene opens full to see Mr. Dangerous jogging in spandex shorts and without a shirt on. His breath is cold smoke and it comes out thick with every exhale. Kash stands and watches Dangerous jog ahead. He's wearing a jacket and seems warm enough for the chill. He smiles and blows into his cupped hands before taking off after Dangerous. Catching up with his new "partner" Kash stares on ahead and acts as though everything is fine. Dangerous looks over as the two of them jog side by side, he stares at the side of Kash's eyes and they seem evil. Full of hate and destruction, something he didn't see when they were last partners.
Soon they stop again at the edge of a four way crossing in the road. Kash looks down all the different routes, not knowing but figuring out where to go next. Dangerous starts to speak up but catches himself. Then as Kash nods in a direction and begins to take off, Dangerous grabs him by the arm to stop his forward progress.
Mr. Dangerous: Hey, hey, let me ask you something man...
Jason Kash: Whats up?
Mr. Dangerous: I know you said not to bring it up but I've...I've gotta know! You're a two time World Champion, TapOut Champion, Tag Champion with me of course! You're a Grand Slam Champion...
Jason Kash: Dude, it's cold out here. Do you have a point?
Mr. Dangerous: Yeah..Why team with me? I've had loss after loss more recently and yet you are giving me this equal feel. Like we're really partners when you're clearly the bigger name and Organized Violence was you and Sha--
Jason Kash: Whoa, there slugger! Where'd this come from? You are by FAR the most superior Megastar on the APW Roster, ask anyone! Your match with Cameron Wolves? My GOD, talk about classic! You are the most COMPLETE FIGHTER IN THE WORLD! Don't you forget that shit alright? Let's get out this cold...
Kash slaps the back shoulder of Mr. Dangerous and slowly takes off to the right. Dangerous grins and lets out a small laugh before following his partner. The camera catches them run off into the distance. Cutting through a small wooded area, Kash leaps over a stump and continues his pace. Dangerous huffing and shivering as he pushes through the chilled night breeze.
His face numbing a bit as they get the cozy Motel in their views. Their pace slows and Kash leans over and takes a few rapid inhales to catch his breath. Dangerous walks right into the front doors and falls flat to the carpeted inside. Kash laughs as he steps over Dangerous and sits down in a chair nearby to give his legs a break. Dangerous pushes himself to his feet and nods towards Kash.
Mr. Dangerous: I'm going up to my room. Warm, no HOT shower and then I'm going to bed. I'll see you for lunch. Say around 1?
Jason Kash: Alright then, good work out. Whats our Motto?
Mr. Dangerous: Do Your Best!
Jason Kash: No, that's the old motto. The new motto is VICTORY!! Sink that shit deep to the dome alright man? We'll talk later..
Dangerous almost drags his feet as he heads to the staircase. Kash nods at the camera man to follow Dangerous and the view leaves Kash behind. Dangerous on the second floor opens his room door. Being 2 of 6 total guests currently, he didn't feel the need to lock up. Nothing to take really anyways. The door slams into the camera and it startles Dangerous but he waves them to enter.
Mr. Dangerous: Come on in. Kash told me I'd have to cut some "Face Time" as he put it. This is a little sooner than I hoped, I'm lazy. I don't need to do these type of things, I'm in this to compete, not talk up a storm. But I said I'd give it a try. Educated Money right? Okay..I've been given this chance to bring back Organized Violence. I didn't know I was even an official member of this Tag Team but I guess I did come down and accept to be Jason's partner when O.V. defended them.
I took on a small side job being his camera man and that worked for me. Between that and the few matches I do have, I make a decent living. I'm not one to live above my means. I'm nothing like Ashton Daniels or Jerome Dubios. I don't need money to define what my life is about. Did I want this match? Did I ask for this match or even the chance to Tag with Jason Kash? No but I won't just walk away from it either, do you know what it feels like to compete on an APW PPV? The fans are more electric, the ring somehow has more bounce to it. I went into One Night In Hell not knowing I'd be in a match period and then the spot opened, the call was made and I took that window of opportunity.
Dangerous grabs a towel off the Motel Dresser and slaps it up over his shoulder. He heads to the bed where his duffel bag sits and starts to open the bag but looks into the camera and gets excited with a huge grin that slowly forms over his face as the words flow from his mouth.
Mr. Dangerous: I was overwhelmed by the feeling as I stepped out from the back and ran to that ring. Even though I was quickly the cause of Jason losing the Tag Titles I was in love with that feeling. Win, lose, that feeling never changes. That feeling of just being there...It's all that matters to me. If I can have that moment again, more often because of this Tag Team? I'm all for it and will work hard, bleed if I have too in order to have that on that big of a stage once again. Now it's no secret that the man Jason Kash was last year and who he is now has changed.
He was so brightly shined last year, so ready to stand out in front of a crowd and entertain them. Earn his name, his reputation through competing against anyone who they put him in front of. While THAT hasn't changed, he has lost something in his head that prevented this other person from being released. I'm not sure it was the marijuana or the Bad Season of J.A.S.O.N. but he's changed and it's scary. He is pretty tense when you mention The Season at all right now, like mentioning it might jinx it as it changes for the better.
I don't agree with everything he says, everything he believes or the thoughts in his head but as his partner? I will put my trust into him. I know he has my back and through me maybe we can get the good old Kash back! Right now, he kind of scares me. That whole blood oath thing he tried getting me to do on Asylum? What the heck was that!? I don't have to mark my bloody hand print to prove my loyalty to him. When we get into the ring on Monday, he'll know where my name lies in the sand. On his side. As his partner..I'm thrilled to bring back this team with Jason.
I feel we can work well together and that the glass ceiling for us both is lifted if we're watching each others backs. Not even the Tag Division can limit our potential. I feel better than I've ever felt and I owe it all to Jason Kash. He's the reason for this step up in my game, this upgraded energy I have to perform at a high level. He said I could be North American Champion if I wanted too! What more can someone ask for than someone loyal to not just himself but to your career, your success as well as his own? Shane Borderland lost out on that, Johnny Knuckles lost out on that. I won't make their mistake. I just hope he isn't upset I ruined his Loyalty Oath. I...I..don't really have anything else to say. I need to get in the shower, I am soaked in a cold sweat. Go find Jason.
Backing out of the room, the door shuts and it turns into a first person view. Something like you'd see in a video game as the view moves down the hallway and turns, looking down the stair case. You can see Jason Kash still sitting in the chair he plopped in too when they first came back from the work out. The view moves down the staircase, each step giving a bounce to the recording. Kash lifts his head and watches the camera approach. As soon as it's close enough to hear him, his voice breaks out in the otherwise empty lobby of the motel.
Jason Kash: How'd it go? He's busted his ass these last few days since we took this match against Educated Money. Such a good sport that kid is. It's no wonder the entire Roster in APW knows his name, looks out for his matches and the fans all over the world cheer for Dangerous when he steps into the ring..Heh...That's the exact reason our partnership works. He brings the fans to watch and I knock them on their ass and show the world that Violence is the Remedy to all the bullshit currently filling these shows. Drama this, my girlfriend or my wife is leaving me. Bah, Bah, Bah BULLSHIT! Give it a rest people, nobody turns on Professional Wrestling to watch Days Of Our Lives. This is a SPORT, a COMBAT SPORT...Act like it for once and don't let your personal drama be the cause of you getting your ass whooped. NOBLE.
Being back in the Tag Division I guess brings out the competitive streak. Tis good I've got one hell of a partner right?! Educated Money has no idea what they've walked in too. See I seen them walking backstage on this last Meltdown and I asked myself who the fuck were these clowns. Turns out they talk loud and brag at random to anyone who will listen. One's French and Woo Wee Pee Pee, who's ever been scared or concerned about the French? That's like worrying about Canada going to war with someone. The other guy, Ashton is from Miami. Someone else thinking their hot because they come from Miami. Doesn't everyone have that same attitude there? Thinking you're a Boss when you're really just a punk who has spent his life on his Parent's big accounts and wealth?
Who fucking cares, you're a dime a dozen boys. I can literally google typical French Wrestler and find 10 of you Dubious, Dabious..Whatever your name is. And AssTon, I can throw a fucking rock on South Beach and find 100 of you trying to work your weak game and fake tans on one of the many WHORANGE colored women lying around half naked and FAR more interesting in her appearance than you entire lives have been. Sound about right rich boy? The problem you have is that you've come off the Indy scene and having had a good run in a small promotion, you both assume you can step into this ring. An APW ring and just continue your golden form of competition right on into success.
Well what is golden in 6CW is actually Bronze here in APW, some degree it might not even medal and for this match, against myself and Dangerous? Your chances are slim like a jim. Snap into one and that's your fate. You get broken, meat torn from the bone and you left in pieces. Use your educations to get a law degree because once you land in APW you become on borrowed time. My borrowed time. You're best bet is move to Overdrive as quickly as possible. The only drama I bring isn't of my home life but it's me raiding your home at night. I do criminal things to decent people because they get in my way. Organized Violence will stand once more and no matter how long it stands, there WILL be a purpose for it's revival. There will be a moment that people will never forget when it happens...I promise that.
His cell phone rings. Having it right there on his lap you can see he had been on it while Dangerous was in focus. He checks the caller and shakes his head, almost looking disappointed as to who was calling. He answers it, looks around as he flips on speaker phone. He places the phone on the ground with the speakers facing up as he unties his boots.
Jason Kash: Whats up Tidus?
Tidus Howe: How are things going? Did you get him crying yet? Does he even suspect...
The phone gets snatched up quickly as Kash stands to his feet and puts the phone to his ear. He paces as he goes into a rant into the phone at an unexpecting Tidus Howe.
Jason Kash: I told you not to speak about this on the phones. I TOLD YOU...I told you to shut the fuck up. SHUT UP! Listen to me, this will happen. I don't care, I..Don't...Care...You can either be with me on this or you can pay up and be removed from this circle of trust, the oath of loyalty. No, No, he doesn't have to be! Because I said so, that's why. Just..Yeah I-I've got this under control. You deal with the job I gave you and let me handle this. Alright? Okay I'm getting off the phone now. You've annoyed me. Do your job...Bye..
Hanging up his phone, Kash stretches out into a yawn. As his arms come down, he sticks a finger into his nose and moves it around digging. He pulls out a booger that is connected to a line of snot and he wipes it across the lens of the camera. His laugh can be heard behind the smug of goo as the scene comes to a close.
