Post by Jason Royce on Apr 14, 2008 4:12:33 GMT -4
(Jason is watching this so called promo by Sabur, When He sees the white loin walk in with his lil dick and talking about making him a thunder cats fan, Jason just laughs at this and grabs a drink and looks on.)
Jason: Well, this is to fucking funny The white loin talking about how he has a lil dick, I am guessing that his mom is not good enough if he has to depend on lil dicks, but still this is funny shit.
(Jason chugs his drink and looks into the mirror and grins.)
Jason: Well after I saw that I thought I was turning gay but that is not the point this week I get this guy who names himself after a sword, and this match is for a shot at the overdrive title, and like I keep saying I will win, but like it will ever come true it did once, but that was cause I had a personal grudge not like I was their to end his career, but to tell you the truth I wanted 2, I feel satisfaction is hurting people…. Making them bleed…. Breaking bones, and Sabur trust me when I say this you will not like the feeling when I break your bones. Or make you bleed.
(Jason now stares in to a mirror and a camera is near by and that look of disgust and rage starts to emerge, as Jason is about to flip out of control.)
Jason: Wow Calm down, no need to flip on some cheap as mirror that the boss can afford, I mean shit guys me like should get the good stuff, but still Sabur my anger,,, my disgust….. my hatred for all that is good and pure is profound, through out my career I have battled demons that is some cases I seem to suppress, but guys you and guys like THK have found ways to bring out these demons, and let them take me over like I am some useless pawn in the devils mind, come overdrive you are going to learn one thing and that is when I unleash my inner anger no one is safe not even you Sabur, not even you.
(Jason, seems to not have a care in the world and destroys a cheap ass coffee table and trashes his locker room, Jason slams the door and heads out for a walk and runs into the little dick himself Phil.)
Phil: Well look who it is, if it isn’t Jason the “loser” Royce, how are you doing, no wait I forgot, doing shitty as always, not that it matters cause everyone in the back and in the fans know you suck, its not like you have a winning streak anyway.
Jason: Listen you ass clown, you really think your words mean shit to me, well they don’t and when I look at you I see that bitch Sabur, a guy I hate, disgust, and want to kill, but since you are here why not hurt you so I can have a smile on my face.
Phil: oh ok, Jason calm down you do not need to resort to deadly force to shut me up dude, I just seem to think every time I talk to you it’s the same old shit over and over again, but so far all I have seen is bullshit coming out of your mouth from the first word you have said till now, nothing but bullshit.
Jason: look you pint size excuse for a man, everything I say leads to everything that I do, what makes me happy, and free if that is deadly force then so be it, its not you can put up a fight anyway, you are to weak to defend your self, no matter its not worth my time to beat you to an inch of your life when I have bigger fish to fry.
Phil: Dude I must say, no wait I say shit to you I would rather piss on your chances in becoming a champion then eat dog shit, if I were you I would retire now before you become a stain is the road to fame.
(Jason is about to snap, but calms down and starts walking away as Phil being who he is sparks up and really sets Jason off.)
Phil: look you fucking moron, I do not care who you are, or who you think you can be but no matter how hard you fucking try in this business you will never be like our boss or trevor Blackwell you will a nothing…. A never will be …. Just like I said a stain in this company’s shit bowl in the woman’s washroom, so please give APW something and quit, cause w do not need you around here nor do we need a stinky pile of trash stinking up the place so be gone asshole.
Jason: ok you fucking little prink, no wait you do not have a prink I forgot, the only claim to fame you have is being the biggest ass clown ever, so before you meet concrete once more and left in a pool of your own blood walk away and please never fuck with me again or their will be consequences.
(Jason walks away just pissed off at what Phil had said about being a loser, a never will be and stops right outside the entrance ramp and speaks.)
Jason: I go out their and be who I am, and these fans are idiots, the cheer me only when I doing something totally insane, and they boo me just cause they can, But Sabur I will tell you this When you step into the ring with me I will make sure its your last for a very long time I will put you on the injured list like that other asshole is, so you can sit on the sidelines and bitch cause you can not compete well to fucking bad this week on Overdrive you are done, and that Over drive title is mine so Sabur be ready cause the iceman is coming.
(Jason walks away as the scene goes dark.)
Jason: Well, this is to fucking funny The white loin talking about how he has a lil dick, I am guessing that his mom is not good enough if he has to depend on lil dicks, but still this is funny shit.
(Jason chugs his drink and looks into the mirror and grins.)
Jason: Well after I saw that I thought I was turning gay but that is not the point this week I get this guy who names himself after a sword, and this match is for a shot at the overdrive title, and like I keep saying I will win, but like it will ever come true it did once, but that was cause I had a personal grudge not like I was their to end his career, but to tell you the truth I wanted 2, I feel satisfaction is hurting people…. Making them bleed…. Breaking bones, and Sabur trust me when I say this you will not like the feeling when I break your bones. Or make you bleed.
(Jason now stares in to a mirror and a camera is near by and that look of disgust and rage starts to emerge, as Jason is about to flip out of control.)
Jason: Wow Calm down, no need to flip on some cheap as mirror that the boss can afford, I mean shit guys me like should get the good stuff, but still Sabur my anger,,, my disgust….. my hatred for all that is good and pure is profound, through out my career I have battled demons that is some cases I seem to suppress, but guys you and guys like THK have found ways to bring out these demons, and let them take me over like I am some useless pawn in the devils mind, come overdrive you are going to learn one thing and that is when I unleash my inner anger no one is safe not even you Sabur, not even you.
(Jason, seems to not have a care in the world and destroys a cheap ass coffee table and trashes his locker room, Jason slams the door and heads out for a walk and runs into the little dick himself Phil.)
Phil: Well look who it is, if it isn’t Jason the “loser” Royce, how are you doing, no wait I forgot, doing shitty as always, not that it matters cause everyone in the back and in the fans know you suck, its not like you have a winning streak anyway.
Jason: Listen you ass clown, you really think your words mean shit to me, well they don’t and when I look at you I see that bitch Sabur, a guy I hate, disgust, and want to kill, but since you are here why not hurt you so I can have a smile on my face.
Phil: oh ok, Jason calm down you do not need to resort to deadly force to shut me up dude, I just seem to think every time I talk to you it’s the same old shit over and over again, but so far all I have seen is bullshit coming out of your mouth from the first word you have said till now, nothing but bullshit.
Jason: look you pint size excuse for a man, everything I say leads to everything that I do, what makes me happy, and free if that is deadly force then so be it, its not you can put up a fight anyway, you are to weak to defend your self, no matter its not worth my time to beat you to an inch of your life when I have bigger fish to fry.
Phil: Dude I must say, no wait I say shit to you I would rather piss on your chances in becoming a champion then eat dog shit, if I were you I would retire now before you become a stain is the road to fame.
(Jason is about to snap, but calms down and starts walking away as Phil being who he is sparks up and really sets Jason off.)
Phil: look you fucking moron, I do not care who you are, or who you think you can be but no matter how hard you fucking try in this business you will never be like our boss or trevor Blackwell you will a nothing…. A never will be …. Just like I said a stain in this company’s shit bowl in the woman’s washroom, so please give APW something and quit, cause w do not need you around here nor do we need a stinky pile of trash stinking up the place so be gone asshole.
Jason: ok you fucking little prink, no wait you do not have a prink I forgot, the only claim to fame you have is being the biggest ass clown ever, so before you meet concrete once more and left in a pool of your own blood walk away and please never fuck with me again or their will be consequences.
(Jason walks away just pissed off at what Phil had said about being a loser, a never will be and stops right outside the entrance ramp and speaks.)
Jason: I go out their and be who I am, and these fans are idiots, the cheer me only when I doing something totally insane, and they boo me just cause they can, But Sabur I will tell you this When you step into the ring with me I will make sure its your last for a very long time I will put you on the injured list like that other asshole is, so you can sit on the sidelines and bitch cause you can not compete well to fucking bad this week on Overdrive you are done, and that Over drive title is mine so Sabur be ready cause the iceman is coming.
(Jason walks away as the scene goes dark.)
