Post by Jason Cashe on Oct 5, 2012 19:37:35 GMT -4
Anger wasn't the correct word for it. Jason Kash wasn't angry at Johnny Sykes. He was calm but clearly irritated about the things he's waited to hear and finally heard. Sykes speaking was a toss up if it'd even happen. Now since it has Kash can't stop pacing. He wasn't hurting to smoke weed, he had finally forgotten about the substance at for weeks now. What he wanted was to be inside the cage already. Get his hands on Johnny Sykes. Stopping his pace back and forth, his head cocks to a tilt as he stares into the lens of the camera.
Jason Kash: Why do they underestimate you? That's a Rhetorical Question. Let me count the ways you've earned your current status. Your nicknames, either one states things about you that just isn't true. You're more laid back then when I was smoking weed all the time, so when do you "Prank" anyone? While it's true you're a Jackass, nobody cares about a Jackass who says one thing one minute and go change your ways the very next.
Like for example how you said you might as well give up, how you were down on yourself and then BOOM you were promising victories that you just can't come up with. How did you beat me Sykes? You rolled me up? What happened the rest of that match huh? I played with you like you were a little puppy wanting to wrestle with my hand. You haven't DONE shit to add to this Promotion. You haven't put in no work other than walking to the ring and wrestling a match. Woooo Big fucking deal, you show up for you and haven't done SHIT for APW. I might dislike the fans and their wishy washy ways but I go to Meltdown to help groom the new talent.
I've given guys like Shane Borderland, Yarmouth, Krunk, and Johnny Knuckles a means to grow in this business where as you've done DICK but stick to what you know right now to prepare. I go and see new competition, see different styles to train with and you bounce around with your little girlfriend or boyfriend cause she looks like a dude. Wow, you should be crowned Eternity Champion and never lose it! All hail the Mighty Sykes...You are about as delusional, as lost for a real thought in your head like Stefan Raab. You guys might be good together, full of your own high and never looking to improve who you are as a performer.
Posing with his chest buffed out and his fists at his hips, arms triangled out like some Super Hero pose down. A hysterical laughter bursts from him as he nods in disbelief as his voice echos the room, much like a villian would laugh.
Jason Kash: You thought of yourself as Batman? Srrious? Now you think you're cool enough to be Joker? What drugs are YOU on? Not once have I said or claimed or been called "The Best in the World" and I wouldn't use that to describe myself or anyone else for that matter. Being the "best" is a job and I lost that job on Asylum a while back but I am one dangerous son of a bitch to be inside the ring with and you've signed yourself up to step into a Cage with a Ladder in it with me? No wonder you have doubts about going forward.
What you WILL NOT do is threaten to become a Champion and LEAVE APW with that belt. You think you're that Influential of a figure to pull that off? I'm end gaming your stupid ass. You like games right? This one is one of Survival and as long as that Cage is lowered around us, your ass becomes my property and I'm abusing you, I'm tearing you up into pieces and you'll be LUCKY to get a severance package as you leave this match and take this so called leave of yours from APW.
What you should do is quit before the match. Quit like Carmen Rivera, quit like Cameron Wolves, quit like Tyler Graves. Scream to your lungs about how unfair it is that nobody HANDS you shit. See I'm never one to accept hand-me-downs, I've earned what I've got. Because of me, Rico Casteel faded into nothing. Because of me Johnny Knuckles is known for his comedy and not his winning ways. Because of me, you will never be a Champion in APW. That you can blame me for, that I will take credit for.
He walks over to the corner of the empty room and puts his head into the corner. His whispers are not caught on the audio but their sounds are. His mumbles come as he "conversates" with himself. (Hi Sally) Finally he pushes free of the corner and steps at the camera as if it's the enemy.
Jason Kash: No, NO!! I WILL take credit for your short comings in the mental game as well. You've lost your confidence and it's evident watching your promo. You credit me as to why you've become this way right? That's what I call Influence! That's what I've accomplished in APW is being the most consistent and active member putting in work to become what I've become. Forget about my Reigns as a Champion or my Grand Slam Status, THAT alone is something I'm proud of and have worked hard for.
I've Bled, I've hurt, I've suffered, and for that I've gained. You've done nothing to earn shit other than half assing most your matches. Look you've got tons of potential, but that's all you've used since being here. You constantly suffer because you never adapt. A roll up being your biggest thrill, your biggest call to your career and that's all you'll get until you do something about it. You want to beat me? Beat me in work, beat me here when the training and preparations are made. Because that is the only way you beat me again in a Wrestling Ring. You said it yourself Sykes, "It isn’t like it’ll end up meaning anything." Your doubts about yourself scream volumes, it really tells a tale on how well prepared you are for this match. You've given up before it even started.
His voice lowers, his head cools down and he collects his calm. He reaches over and grabs the camera off its perch and walks around the empty room. It's a small little shack somewhere in Singapore. Bare walls and a single straw bed that lays against the wall. It looks more like a Prison Bunker in some foreign country than a place called home. Kash zooms in on a Rat sitting at the foot of one wall as it chews on something. From behind the camera's view comes a shoe that hurls across the small room and slams into the rat's body. It squeals and scurries off as Kash's voice whispers out, being heard clear as day.
Jason Kash: I'd bet the rat is mad at me because I disturbed it's eating. It could be mad because I hit it with a shoe but Sykes, you SHOULD be mad at me interfering in your match with Hopkins. However you're not. You could be mad because you came THIS close to winning the belt at Shockwave, you were on that Ladder with me but nope, not even that is your reason for being mad. You're mad because I didn't hand you respect. Because not even the fans are giving you the benefit of the doubt? How sad. You care more of the approval of others than the job you are paid to do and can't do it to the best of your abilities. Just think if you evolved how good you could be and yet you remain mid level.
You can't win this match mid level. You can't win this match with half a mind in the gutter, downing yourself and who you are. Changing your Fantasy Identity? Going Batman to Joker? You should just wear a mask already and hide your own insecurities. In one sweep you've become a sad and pathetic man. Congratulations on that. How long before that woman of yours loses faith in a man without any in himself? You said you'd bleed, you'd put your body through hell..No need for you to do all the work, I will make you bleed, I will put your body through hell all on my own. Although with that last promo, you did punch yourself in the face and kick your own ass a bit as well and for that I thank you. It's not easy dissing yourself, I know because at the start of this Season I've had? I doubted myself, I let myself get caught up in who I was becoming inside.
He turns the camera and places it back where he got it. His thoughts causing him to stare off into the space of his own realm. Going over how he's changed since the start of this Season of J.A.S.O.N. and how much that Season has taken a turn for the worst. Not for him, for him it's been a blessing but for others it remains a bad Season. He smiles at thought of snapping someone's leg by stomping down on it. Then he sees the rat again. It returns to where it was eating slowly and with great caution. His voice once again breaks slowly so to not disturb the rat.
Jason Kash: People wanted me dancing with kids when my music played, they wanted me to sign autographs for free! Free? Can you believe that, those cheap bastards! Then it I got booed and laughed at when Anthony Bailey's whore of a girlfriend got me arrested. I was mad at myself because the fans hadn't approved. Like their approval ever really mattered...So I started to let that little voice speak up inside my head, inside my thoughts. It told me to hurt, to hand out pain and it's all that gets handed out Sykes. I watch everyone on this roster. I know the next move of all challengers and potential opponents and I learn their moves, I learn their habits and with you it's like a pop up children's book.
While I might not read at the level of some, I do well enough to live by my means. See I don't ask for too much, if respect is something I desire, I go out and EARN it. I know because you signed a contract, you feel it should be HANDED to you but you're wrong. Work, Establishment SHALL be made or you shall remain a sitting duck just waiting to be picked off by a swimming predator. Look at your history, it's ALL you've done since being here. Your failures are YOURS, you earned them just as I have earned mine. The difference is and this sets us apart SO much...I've also adapted and earned my own success that over shadows the failure like a hurricane hitting New Orleans.
Adjusting the camera, Kash creeps over to his cot bed and picks up the lunchable he brought with him. He takes a slice of the cheese and drops it near the rat. It jumps but the furry creature doesn't run. He moves closer to Kash and grabs the cheese. Being bare footed, Kash doesn't want to be bitten. Yet in a swift motion, Kash lifts a leg and stomps down on the rat with great Jedi Force, squashing it. He twists in his stomp and slips on the guts that spilled from the bursting rat's body. His words begins to flow again as he wipes his bare foot on the bare floor near the rat's now squashed corpse.
Jason Kash: Now let's be clear...Not once did I suck a dick for my place. Unless AJP or any of the females in APW have cocks, I'm not sucking SHIT, I take what I want but I make sure I have the skill, the preparation to get it as well. That's something you lack. You hate cause you want what I have, my belts, my reigns, my fame, and my respect? Earn some before assuming you deserve some. You want me to give you credit, say you are good, give you respect? Beat me. Inside that cage, inside this HELL THAT I'M GOING TO PUT YOU THROUGH...
Ughh...Sorry...I'm okay...I hope you understand the things I've said today because I won't say them again. After this you your hand how it was dealt to you and you shut the fuck up and earn your place or pack up and get the fuck on somewhere else. Maybe some second rate Promotion will HAND you a Title simply because you signed up. More likely because you were in APW and got beaten by someone on levels above you mentally and inside the ring...ME!
Quietly Kash lays down on his cot and eats at a single Ritz cracker from his Lunchable. The scene fades into a black emptiness.
Jason Kash: Why do they underestimate you? That's a Rhetorical Question. Let me count the ways you've earned your current status. Your nicknames, either one states things about you that just isn't true. You're more laid back then when I was smoking weed all the time, so when do you "Prank" anyone? While it's true you're a Jackass, nobody cares about a Jackass who says one thing one minute and go change your ways the very next.
Like for example how you said you might as well give up, how you were down on yourself and then BOOM you were promising victories that you just can't come up with. How did you beat me Sykes? You rolled me up? What happened the rest of that match huh? I played with you like you were a little puppy wanting to wrestle with my hand. You haven't DONE shit to add to this Promotion. You haven't put in no work other than walking to the ring and wrestling a match. Woooo Big fucking deal, you show up for you and haven't done SHIT for APW. I might dislike the fans and their wishy washy ways but I go to Meltdown to help groom the new talent.
I've given guys like Shane Borderland, Yarmouth, Krunk, and Johnny Knuckles a means to grow in this business where as you've done DICK but stick to what you know right now to prepare. I go and see new competition, see different styles to train with and you bounce around with your little girlfriend or boyfriend cause she looks like a dude. Wow, you should be crowned Eternity Champion and never lose it! All hail the Mighty Sykes...You are about as delusional, as lost for a real thought in your head like Stefan Raab. You guys might be good together, full of your own high and never looking to improve who you are as a performer.
Posing with his chest buffed out and his fists at his hips, arms triangled out like some Super Hero pose down. A hysterical laughter bursts from him as he nods in disbelief as his voice echos the room, much like a villian would laugh.
Jason Kash: You thought of yourself as Batman? Srrious? Now you think you're cool enough to be Joker? What drugs are YOU on? Not once have I said or claimed or been called "The Best in the World" and I wouldn't use that to describe myself or anyone else for that matter. Being the "best" is a job and I lost that job on Asylum a while back but I am one dangerous son of a bitch to be inside the ring with and you've signed yourself up to step into a Cage with a Ladder in it with me? No wonder you have doubts about going forward.
What you WILL NOT do is threaten to become a Champion and LEAVE APW with that belt. You think you're that Influential of a figure to pull that off? I'm end gaming your stupid ass. You like games right? This one is one of Survival and as long as that Cage is lowered around us, your ass becomes my property and I'm abusing you, I'm tearing you up into pieces and you'll be LUCKY to get a severance package as you leave this match and take this so called leave of yours from APW.
What you should do is quit before the match. Quit like Carmen Rivera, quit like Cameron Wolves, quit like Tyler Graves. Scream to your lungs about how unfair it is that nobody HANDS you shit. See I'm never one to accept hand-me-downs, I've earned what I've got. Because of me, Rico Casteel faded into nothing. Because of me Johnny Knuckles is known for his comedy and not his winning ways. Because of me, you will never be a Champion in APW. That you can blame me for, that I will take credit for.
He walks over to the corner of the empty room and puts his head into the corner. His whispers are not caught on the audio but their sounds are. His mumbles come as he "conversates" with himself. (Hi Sally) Finally he pushes free of the corner and steps at the camera as if it's the enemy.
Jason Kash: No, NO!! I WILL take credit for your short comings in the mental game as well. You've lost your confidence and it's evident watching your promo. You credit me as to why you've become this way right? That's what I call Influence! That's what I've accomplished in APW is being the most consistent and active member putting in work to become what I've become. Forget about my Reigns as a Champion or my Grand Slam Status, THAT alone is something I'm proud of and have worked hard for.
I've Bled, I've hurt, I've suffered, and for that I've gained. You've done nothing to earn shit other than half assing most your matches. Look you've got tons of potential, but that's all you've used since being here. You constantly suffer because you never adapt. A roll up being your biggest thrill, your biggest call to your career and that's all you'll get until you do something about it. You want to beat me? Beat me in work, beat me here when the training and preparations are made. Because that is the only way you beat me again in a Wrestling Ring. You said it yourself Sykes, "It isn’t like it’ll end up meaning anything." Your doubts about yourself scream volumes, it really tells a tale on how well prepared you are for this match. You've given up before it even started.
His voice lowers, his head cools down and he collects his calm. He reaches over and grabs the camera off its perch and walks around the empty room. It's a small little shack somewhere in Singapore. Bare walls and a single straw bed that lays against the wall. It looks more like a Prison Bunker in some foreign country than a place called home. Kash zooms in on a Rat sitting at the foot of one wall as it chews on something. From behind the camera's view comes a shoe that hurls across the small room and slams into the rat's body. It squeals and scurries off as Kash's voice whispers out, being heard clear as day.
Jason Kash: I'd bet the rat is mad at me because I disturbed it's eating. It could be mad because I hit it with a shoe but Sykes, you SHOULD be mad at me interfering in your match with Hopkins. However you're not. You could be mad because you came THIS close to winning the belt at Shockwave, you were on that Ladder with me but nope, not even that is your reason for being mad. You're mad because I didn't hand you respect. Because not even the fans are giving you the benefit of the doubt? How sad. You care more of the approval of others than the job you are paid to do and can't do it to the best of your abilities. Just think if you evolved how good you could be and yet you remain mid level.
You can't win this match mid level. You can't win this match with half a mind in the gutter, downing yourself and who you are. Changing your Fantasy Identity? Going Batman to Joker? You should just wear a mask already and hide your own insecurities. In one sweep you've become a sad and pathetic man. Congratulations on that. How long before that woman of yours loses faith in a man without any in himself? You said you'd bleed, you'd put your body through hell..No need for you to do all the work, I will make you bleed, I will put your body through hell all on my own. Although with that last promo, you did punch yourself in the face and kick your own ass a bit as well and for that I thank you. It's not easy dissing yourself, I know because at the start of this Season I've had? I doubted myself, I let myself get caught up in who I was becoming inside.
He turns the camera and places it back where he got it. His thoughts causing him to stare off into the space of his own realm. Going over how he's changed since the start of this Season of J.A.S.O.N. and how much that Season has taken a turn for the worst. Not for him, for him it's been a blessing but for others it remains a bad Season. He smiles at thought of snapping someone's leg by stomping down on it. Then he sees the rat again. It returns to where it was eating slowly and with great caution. His voice once again breaks slowly so to not disturb the rat.
Jason Kash: People wanted me dancing with kids when my music played, they wanted me to sign autographs for free! Free? Can you believe that, those cheap bastards! Then it I got booed and laughed at when Anthony Bailey's whore of a girlfriend got me arrested. I was mad at myself because the fans hadn't approved. Like their approval ever really mattered...So I started to let that little voice speak up inside my head, inside my thoughts. It told me to hurt, to hand out pain and it's all that gets handed out Sykes. I watch everyone on this roster. I know the next move of all challengers and potential opponents and I learn their moves, I learn their habits and with you it's like a pop up children's book.
While I might not read at the level of some, I do well enough to live by my means. See I don't ask for too much, if respect is something I desire, I go out and EARN it. I know because you signed a contract, you feel it should be HANDED to you but you're wrong. Work, Establishment SHALL be made or you shall remain a sitting duck just waiting to be picked off by a swimming predator. Look at your history, it's ALL you've done since being here. Your failures are YOURS, you earned them just as I have earned mine. The difference is and this sets us apart SO much...I've also adapted and earned my own success that over shadows the failure like a hurricane hitting New Orleans.
Adjusting the camera, Kash creeps over to his cot bed and picks up the lunchable he brought with him. He takes a slice of the cheese and drops it near the rat. It jumps but the furry creature doesn't run. He moves closer to Kash and grabs the cheese. Being bare footed, Kash doesn't want to be bitten. Yet in a swift motion, Kash lifts a leg and stomps down on the rat with great Jedi Force, squashing it. He twists in his stomp and slips on the guts that spilled from the bursting rat's body. His words begins to flow again as he wipes his bare foot on the bare floor near the rat's now squashed corpse.
Jason Kash: Now let's be clear...Not once did I suck a dick for my place. Unless AJP or any of the females in APW have cocks, I'm not sucking SHIT, I take what I want but I make sure I have the skill, the preparation to get it as well. That's something you lack. You hate cause you want what I have, my belts, my reigns, my fame, and my respect? Earn some before assuming you deserve some. You want me to give you credit, say you are good, give you respect? Beat me. Inside that cage, inside this HELL THAT I'M GOING TO PUT YOU THROUGH...
Ughh...Sorry...I'm okay...I hope you understand the things I've said today because I won't say them again. After this you your hand how it was dealt to you and you shut the fuck up and earn your place or pack up and get the fuck on somewhere else. Maybe some second rate Promotion will HAND you a Title simply because you signed up. More likely because you were in APW and got beaten by someone on levels above you mentally and inside the ring...ME!
Quietly Kash lays down on his cot and eats at a single Ritz cracker from his Lunchable. The scene fades into a black emptiness.
