Post by Nasir on Oct 13, 2008 20:04:18 GMT -4
The scene opens with a shot of a cellular phone, it vibrates and the personalized polyphonic ring tone plays loud. It vibrates around wildly on the marble coffee table it lays on, and displays the name ‘Scott’ it lays being ignored. As the shot pans out we find ourselves in the large front room at Jason’s house. As the shot continues to pan out we catch Jason ‘The Sensation’ Ricochet sat on his large leather couch reading the latest issue of APW’s magazine. He squints as he quickly flicks through the pages, shaking his head as he doe’s so just a she did last time he purchased the last issue. Eventually he slams down the magazine on the pricy table knocking off the phone which flies onto the carpet surrounding.
That fat son of a bitch won’t leave me alone, it’s as if he’s in love with me or something it’s beginning to freak me out. I feel sick – not because of that fat retard but the fact that since last week, when I kicked that John green’s ass. It could be described as he biggest win of my APW career, a scalping and I admit he is a former champ as well as a house hold name here in APW. So after defeating him I deservedly expected some media coverage or even an interview about the match just some kind of recognition? Instead of talking about how I exposed that has-been for the punk he really is, they all want to talk about him and how he has fallen from grace. I the sensational one haven’t had one mention through this whole scenario which I just can’t understand. I beat him – quite convincingly I may add left him with his head in his hands and took my place in the chamber, get my place in my first main event here in APW in the six-man tag. Not one person has congratulated me or took time to appreciate what I’ am achieving at this company. So that begs the question what should I do in order to get the recognition I deserve?
He pauses as he wipes his nose, and sits forward before continuing he speaks now in a much more menacing tone.
I must impose myself upon all the other five men involved in this tag-match tonight; teams don’t mean shit to me. I have been written off and over looked ever since I joined up with APW nearly two months ago, despite never actually being pinned a title that I believe only I can brag about. Tonight will be the spot light I deserve fighting with and alongside the top dogs here, a place I relish as I step my game up into fifth gear. So the new chapter starts tonight, in the run up to my first title reign in APW as I single handedly turn this company on its head. None of these athletes I have faced before so I’m kind of going into the unknown so to speak which is fine by me. Arcadia the one person I know anything about and we two have had a couple of battles and she has proved herself worthy of the reputation she poses. She proved to me that female or male here in APW we all start equal and must work our way to the very top as I believe we both have. I admit I’m glad to have her aboard my team for tonight, but that’s where the respect stops I’m afraid you see I’ve beaten you before and wouldn’t hesitate for a second to do so again.
He now stands and reveals the small red shorts he wears with his own T-Shirt labeled ‘John Who?’ that was early hidden by the position he chose to sit in. He leaves the huge room turning off the wide screen TV, and heads out onto his balcony. Once there he pulls up a deckchair and carries on speaking leaving the camera man stood up.
Yeah the whole thing will be a lesson ahead of One Night In Hell, I’m grateful to Jeff for booking this match, but that’s where my admiration of him stops. You see he is possibly the prime reason behind me being over looked, under used, and under rated. Only he can answer why, I get no answers over the phone. If I go to his office I get some young, hot, gold digging bitch telling me he is busy or away and to be honest I’m sick of it. What’s the matter Jeff you scared of me taking all the lime light? Stealing all the groupies or is it just I’m a younger, better looking and updated version of yourself? Never mind though ‘cos one way or another I will grab that spot light you have been hogging.
He stands up from his deck chair as he peers out across his garden and off into the distance, the sun covers everything except him as he is quilted in a block of shade. It is unusually hotter than usual the kind of heat that makes the body itch. Jason takes this into account before speaking once more still stood up.
What a lovely day we are having and what a great way to describe my future in APW, you see global warming is affecting us all and will carry on doing so ‘cos we decide to ignore it and leave it. Just as I have been ignored and left, I will affect the whole roster making sure my presence is felt. Instead of melting the ice caps and heating up the weather I affect in the ring I will just get more brutal until I get the recognition I so much crave. Until I’ am pinned the problem will remain, then when I walk out of One Night In Hell the new world champion the problem will be far too great for anyone to handle. So I hope your all listening try and get on my level soon before it’s to late and your all worthless as well as inferior.
The reflection of perfection fans his forehead with his left hand, and twists his right hand and makes a fist as he begins to discuss the opponents he faces at Over Drive. He has suddenly become a lot more serious as he focuses on the task at hand.
Sabur – this steroid infested, blimp of a man may intimidate most, but to me his size and strength only add to the enjoyment in kicking his ass. He was given a pass to the chamber, as he is labeled ‘the number one contender’ a position I much question. How is this square headed, hockey-player chinned chimp of a man a wrestler? He belongs in a zoo amongst the other flee picking, shit sniffing chimps. As for that freak Dr. Matt, he downs a bottle of vodka and lies on his ass telling the world how his ugly ass is going to win in the chamber. He can’t even win a struggle against his own deranged mind, so how he is going to tackle five wrestlers and one perfectionist is beyond me. You should stay in your little office, get a pen and list a hundred reasons why you pathetic self isn’t winning the world title. As for Link this guy I’ve heard big things about but I haven’t seen a lot of him, now in the past I’ve come to learn that the guys with the reputation are usually the talent less guys, so to you my friend I’ll give you a chance to prove yourself worthy in MY ring. A chance you should not take lightly I mean I’d hate for you not to even make it to the chamber at all. So to all these chumps friends or foes tonight I will not hesitate to take any of you out, if you’re on my team and you don’t pull your weight, or if your on the opposition’s team and believe your own hype I will bring you crushing back down to earth in an instant.
Jason once again stares off into the distant replaying in his head the single biggest win of his career from last week. The camera man slowly drifts back into his home and Jay disappears from shot before the scene cuts, whilst showing a shot of the front room.
