Post by Jason Royce on Dec 7, 2008 18:36:33 GMT -4
(Jason being the man he is looks on at the match list for these weeks and sees that, Frye Angel the extreme champion is defending her title again The Iceman, what a turn of events from last week.)
Jason: Wow what the Fuck is going on here, first I get turned on by that little weasel THK, and now what makes me happy I am going for the extreme title, which makes me really happy.
(Just then why Watching TV Jason comes across the so called rant by Frye Angel so Jason begins to watch it.)
“: someone explains to me HOW IN THE FLIP FLYING FUCK that Jason "I wish I was the ice man" Royce get a title at me for the Extreme title? No. no. NO! that won’t work I don’t want to face someone who's beneath me!*Screams in a rage* Ahem...now that that’s out of the way the camera gets a close-up of a pair of long athletically toned legs out stretched and semi covered by a pair of knee high black leather high heeled boots the camera pans back to see me sitting on the hood of what else? A Silver Rolls Royce the plate reading "ICEMAN". Does anyone else think this guy has a serious case of SDS (Small Dick Syndrome) the Extreme championship beside me as noises was heard from inside the car?
"You can’t be serious, Jeff you're putting MY Extreme Title on the line against of all FUCKING People Jason Royce? Seriously if I wanted a starter match I would see if Trevor was available but not I repeat not Jason Royce C'mon I'm a few steps above that."
Jason: What the fuck is this all about anyway Frye Angel of all people should know me better than most around this place, Remember the matches Frye, the beating we gave to each other kind of erotic don’t you think, and this week Frye it’s going to be real erotic when I slap the taste right out of your mouth and then make you lick it right up off the mat, you might not think that this is as erotic as I think it is but when you were born with Pure Innovation like I am it’s not always a turn on to slap a woman around, and take everything she holds dear.
(Jason takes a break, grabs a drink and continues to watch the Rant by Frye Angel.)
“: I gave the camera a pout before sliding off the hood of the car. My leather skirt hiked up a bit. My leather Jacket slightly open showing my mid section and a frost white halter top as I gave the camera a sweet yet sadistic smile.
"Jason, sweetie, you know not to mess with people that can cause you bodily harm right? oh wait you don’t because well you're just that clueless"
:: I let out a dark laugh as banging was heard the camera getting a close-up of the Limo tinted windows of the Rolls Royce as I stood beside it with a dark smirk::
“Jason,"
I cooed sweetly almost to the point that it scared anyone who was around me leaning against the car every now and then glancing up:
“You’re not going to take my title from me, you want to know why."
I gave a dark schoolgirl giggle leaning across the hood of the car. Showing a little bit of my fishnet bikini clad chest. The noises from eh inside of the car still being heard:
"It’s simple really Jason, you won’t take my title from me because help, you can't."
: my features twist up in pure rage as I gave the camera a pissed off look:
"You’re not in my league Jason you never were and the only way you would actually THINK of getting this...."
:: I grab the title and hold it up to the camera as the window of the Rolls Royce comes down to show a young man dressed as Jason bound and gagged in the front seat of the car as I make my way over to the window leaning in and planting a long kiss on the kid's lips leaving a smudge of black lipstick on his lips smirking turning to the camera::
"is over my Cold Dead body, and Jason if that doesn’t get 'cha then the long kiss goodnight will."
:: I smirk as I let the window for the car back up just as I step out of view the sound of an explosion was heard the camera quickly shifting back to the Rolls Royce that was now engulfed in flames my high pitched laughter was heard off camera::
"See you at Overdrive Roycie......that is if you make it."
Jason: Ok that was totally pathetic you really have to get your head examined Frye, cause all I heard coming from your mouth was a bunch of dark stinky bullshit, I am going to take that title and really what friends do you have anyway, just as I thought no friends at all, you are as worthless as that piece of dog shit we call The Hardcore Kid is, both of you should marry each other cause frankly one pile of shit is like the other pile of shit just perfect for each other.
(Jason Grabs another drink and walks down the hallway when he runs into Carl Cage.)
Cage: Hey man I cannot believe that THK would do something like that, turn on you and end the only thing that has given him a championship, and he had the balls to do that what a piece of trash.
Jason: I know man I know, he is as much of a pile of dog shit as my opponent this week Frye angel, all I saw on the tape was nothing but her running her mouth off, spitting out nonsense, about how I am beneath her, and not in her league, but little does she know, but I am more in her league then she thinks, I was not born with pure innovation for nothing, I have it all skill, mad talent, and most of all I am a ladies’ man and trust me last night was the bomb, and so will over drive when I walk in and walk out the New APW Extreme Champion.
Cage: You got that right Jason and with me going for the world title and then we go after the tag champs we will hold all the gold here in the APW minus the Overdrive championship, but that will change I promise that in time we will hold all the gold and that starts with The Extreme Championship this week.
Jason: You got that right, Frye I will promise you this, come the end of the match and when all the dust settles, you will be flat on your back looking at the lights beaten, bloody, and broken and missing your extreme title, all you are going to think is “Why could I lose to some idiot like Jason Royce” Well it is easy cause you are going to lose, and this a promise so Frye see you are Overdrive.
(Jason slams the camera down breaking it as the scene fades out.)
Jason: Wow what the Fuck is going on here, first I get turned on by that little weasel THK, and now what makes me happy I am going for the extreme title, which makes me really happy.
(Just then why Watching TV Jason comes across the so called rant by Frye Angel so Jason begins to watch it.)
“: someone explains to me HOW IN THE FLIP FLYING FUCK that Jason "I wish I was the ice man" Royce get a title at me for the Extreme title? No. no. NO! that won’t work I don’t want to face someone who's beneath me!*Screams in a rage* Ahem...now that that’s out of the way the camera gets a close-up of a pair of long athletically toned legs out stretched and semi covered by a pair of knee high black leather high heeled boots the camera pans back to see me sitting on the hood of what else? A Silver Rolls Royce the plate reading "ICEMAN". Does anyone else think this guy has a serious case of SDS (Small Dick Syndrome) the Extreme championship beside me as noises was heard from inside the car?
"You can’t be serious, Jeff you're putting MY Extreme Title on the line against of all FUCKING People Jason Royce? Seriously if I wanted a starter match I would see if Trevor was available but not I repeat not Jason Royce C'mon I'm a few steps above that."
Jason: What the fuck is this all about anyway Frye Angel of all people should know me better than most around this place, Remember the matches Frye, the beating we gave to each other kind of erotic don’t you think, and this week Frye it’s going to be real erotic when I slap the taste right out of your mouth and then make you lick it right up off the mat, you might not think that this is as erotic as I think it is but when you were born with Pure Innovation like I am it’s not always a turn on to slap a woman around, and take everything she holds dear.
(Jason takes a break, grabs a drink and continues to watch the Rant by Frye Angel.)
“: I gave the camera a pout before sliding off the hood of the car. My leather skirt hiked up a bit. My leather Jacket slightly open showing my mid section and a frost white halter top as I gave the camera a sweet yet sadistic smile.
"Jason, sweetie, you know not to mess with people that can cause you bodily harm right? oh wait you don’t because well you're just that clueless"
:: I let out a dark laugh as banging was heard the camera getting a close-up of the Limo tinted windows of the Rolls Royce as I stood beside it with a dark smirk::
“Jason,"
I cooed sweetly almost to the point that it scared anyone who was around me leaning against the car every now and then glancing up:
“You’re not going to take my title from me, you want to know why."
I gave a dark schoolgirl giggle leaning across the hood of the car. Showing a little bit of my fishnet bikini clad chest. The noises from eh inside of the car still being heard:
"It’s simple really Jason, you won’t take my title from me because help, you can't."
: my features twist up in pure rage as I gave the camera a pissed off look:
"You’re not in my league Jason you never were and the only way you would actually THINK of getting this...."
:: I grab the title and hold it up to the camera as the window of the Rolls Royce comes down to show a young man dressed as Jason bound and gagged in the front seat of the car as I make my way over to the window leaning in and planting a long kiss on the kid's lips leaving a smudge of black lipstick on his lips smirking turning to the camera::
"is over my Cold Dead body, and Jason if that doesn’t get 'cha then the long kiss goodnight will."
:: I smirk as I let the window for the car back up just as I step out of view the sound of an explosion was heard the camera quickly shifting back to the Rolls Royce that was now engulfed in flames my high pitched laughter was heard off camera::
"See you at Overdrive Roycie......that is if you make it."
Jason: Ok that was totally pathetic you really have to get your head examined Frye, cause all I heard coming from your mouth was a bunch of dark stinky bullshit, I am going to take that title and really what friends do you have anyway, just as I thought no friends at all, you are as worthless as that piece of dog shit we call The Hardcore Kid is, both of you should marry each other cause frankly one pile of shit is like the other pile of shit just perfect for each other.
(Jason Grabs another drink and walks down the hallway when he runs into Carl Cage.)
Cage: Hey man I cannot believe that THK would do something like that, turn on you and end the only thing that has given him a championship, and he had the balls to do that what a piece of trash.
Jason: I know man I know, he is as much of a pile of dog shit as my opponent this week Frye angel, all I saw on the tape was nothing but her running her mouth off, spitting out nonsense, about how I am beneath her, and not in her league, but little does she know, but I am more in her league then she thinks, I was not born with pure innovation for nothing, I have it all skill, mad talent, and most of all I am a ladies’ man and trust me last night was the bomb, and so will over drive when I walk in and walk out the New APW Extreme Champion.
Cage: You got that right Jason and with me going for the world title and then we go after the tag champs we will hold all the gold here in the APW minus the Overdrive championship, but that will change I promise that in time we will hold all the gold and that starts with The Extreme Championship this week.
Jason: You got that right, Frye I will promise you this, come the end of the match and when all the dust settles, you will be flat on your back looking at the lights beaten, bloody, and broken and missing your extreme title, all you are going to think is “Why could I lose to some idiot like Jason Royce” Well it is easy cause you are going to lose, and this a promise so Frye see you are Overdrive.
(Jason slams the camera down breaking it as the scene fades out.)
