Post by Jason Royce on Mar 2, 2009 19:33:09 GMT -4
(Jason sitting in his car, on his way to the arena for tonight’s Overdrive, Looks over the match listing for tonight and finds out he is facing Streets Wilson, it what looks like a barn burner of a match.)
Jason: My god who in their right mind would book me against such a loser like Streets Wilson, the bone head no show, whoever it was must be on crack or something cause this is something I would not expect, but none the less streets you are going to learn a lesson in the ways of losing my friend, cause once you are in that ring it will be time for you to go to sleep boy.
(Jason walks into the building and right past the returning Carl Cage, without even snapping a wave, heads to his locker room.)
4:39 pm
Jason Royce locker room
Pre match warm up
Jason: I cannot believe that one loser leaves the company cause he wanted to retire, and another one comes back, how the fuck hires losers anyway, man this company must really be in bad shape if they would bring back guys who ever quit like Carl Cage or guys that get fired in Dr. Matt, I on the other hand have been here through everything, and I get a loser who says he retires and if so good riddance, Streets you could not hack against me anyway you got lucky when you beat me in those tag title shots, and you know it.
(Jason walks over to the bar and grabs his drink sitting on the bar, and grabs a seat lights a smoke and grabs his kendo stick and dwells over all the mistakes and wins he should have had.)
Jason: Streets, you surprise me off all people who have to some turn coat, or a guy who just cannot hack it in this business anymore you have to cheat to hang on to those tag titles, then because of that you get stripped, and then you have the balls to walk around and tell everyone in the back that you retire, is that some way of telling people that you are being little scared little bitch and do not want to step into the ring with a true wrestling god do that Streets run like the scared bitch that you are, and when you hits you that you think that I could have been beaten well you lost your chance.
(Just then Jason opens the door and starts walking around back stage when he sees that the entrance is open and no one is doing an in ring promo so Jason walks up to the entrance as his music hits.)
Darren: What the fuck is this guy coming out here for; he has no business out here.
Johnny: Who the fuck Cares Jason does what he wants when he wants to so shut up and let this man talk.
(Jason makes his way out to the ring and stops after someone telling him what Darren was saying.)
(Still walking to the ring) Jason: Darren before you open your fat mouth and run it like most of these has beens have been doing, think about it before you do it because I just may come over there and shut it for you.
(The Fans boo Jason right out of the building.)
Jason: you Fans Like Darren can shut the fuck up a true wrestling good is out here and I do not need you fans fucking anything up, so as I said shut the fuck up.
(The fans boo even loader.)
Jason: Ok I am out here cause I had to grace you stupid Fans with my presence, but this week I have to take on Streets Wilson, a man I had respect for, and the key word is “was”, you see Streets was a guy who like all of you had a reason for living, he had a perfect career, which in one week he threw it away, he threw the tag titles into limbo, he basically threw his whole lively hood out the door, and when he did that I lost all respect for him and what he stood for, he was a man’s man, someone who had it all and now look at him a true has been, a worthless hack that could not handle the stress of being in the APW.
(The Fans cheer and boo, and throw garbage at Jason.)
Jason: You fans are pathetic, you really are is this all you have to do is through garbage at me, and boo me, even though I am all you got to look at and cheer for, frankly you fans are just like Streets Wilson, all of you and him are worthless want to be’s, and when you see me a wrestling god, you want to be me, you want to be in this ring beating people and getting paid for it, I guess Streets did not like the fact we get paid and he could handle you ugly want to be fans anymore, I am glad he left cause that is one less Moran I have to worry about, and now I just have to find away to please you people, I know I can just leave this ring and not come back is that what you want, you want Streets to come back and kick my ass, would that make you happy, Well all I can say is Fuck you and all your needs and wants, none of it is going to happen, cause I am not going to let it so shut the hell up or I will personally come out there and beat each and every one of you till you bleed.
(The Fans boo and dare Jason to beat all of them to a bloody pulp.)
Jason: ok I am almost done, Streets where ever you are, I am going to say this you are a loser, who should not have retired, you should have just taken a break and stayed with it, you had talent, and the work ethic to make it work but you stuck your tail between your legs and ran, so good riddance and I will give you one last beating so you can remember me by see you tonight for the beating of your life.
(Jason poses as the scene fades out.)
Jason: My god who in their right mind would book me against such a loser like Streets Wilson, the bone head no show, whoever it was must be on crack or something cause this is something I would not expect, but none the less streets you are going to learn a lesson in the ways of losing my friend, cause once you are in that ring it will be time for you to go to sleep boy.
(Jason walks into the building and right past the returning Carl Cage, without even snapping a wave, heads to his locker room.)
4:39 pm
Jason Royce locker room
Pre match warm up
Jason: I cannot believe that one loser leaves the company cause he wanted to retire, and another one comes back, how the fuck hires losers anyway, man this company must really be in bad shape if they would bring back guys who ever quit like Carl Cage or guys that get fired in Dr. Matt, I on the other hand have been here through everything, and I get a loser who says he retires and if so good riddance, Streets you could not hack against me anyway you got lucky when you beat me in those tag title shots, and you know it.
(Jason walks over to the bar and grabs his drink sitting on the bar, and grabs a seat lights a smoke and grabs his kendo stick and dwells over all the mistakes and wins he should have had.)
Jason: Streets, you surprise me off all people who have to some turn coat, or a guy who just cannot hack it in this business anymore you have to cheat to hang on to those tag titles, then because of that you get stripped, and then you have the balls to walk around and tell everyone in the back that you retire, is that some way of telling people that you are being little scared little bitch and do not want to step into the ring with a true wrestling god do that Streets run like the scared bitch that you are, and when you hits you that you think that I could have been beaten well you lost your chance.
(Just then Jason opens the door and starts walking around back stage when he sees that the entrance is open and no one is doing an in ring promo so Jason walks up to the entrance as his music hits.)
Darren: What the fuck is this guy coming out here for; he has no business out here.
Johnny: Who the fuck Cares Jason does what he wants when he wants to so shut up and let this man talk.
(Jason makes his way out to the ring and stops after someone telling him what Darren was saying.)
(Still walking to the ring) Jason: Darren before you open your fat mouth and run it like most of these has beens have been doing, think about it before you do it because I just may come over there and shut it for you.
(The Fans boo Jason right out of the building.)
Jason: you Fans Like Darren can shut the fuck up a true wrestling good is out here and I do not need you fans fucking anything up, so as I said shut the fuck up.
(The fans boo even loader.)
Jason: Ok I am out here cause I had to grace you stupid Fans with my presence, but this week I have to take on Streets Wilson, a man I had respect for, and the key word is “was”, you see Streets was a guy who like all of you had a reason for living, he had a perfect career, which in one week he threw it away, he threw the tag titles into limbo, he basically threw his whole lively hood out the door, and when he did that I lost all respect for him and what he stood for, he was a man’s man, someone who had it all and now look at him a true has been, a worthless hack that could not handle the stress of being in the APW.
(The Fans cheer and boo, and throw garbage at Jason.)
Jason: You fans are pathetic, you really are is this all you have to do is through garbage at me, and boo me, even though I am all you got to look at and cheer for, frankly you fans are just like Streets Wilson, all of you and him are worthless want to be’s, and when you see me a wrestling god, you want to be me, you want to be in this ring beating people and getting paid for it, I guess Streets did not like the fact we get paid and he could handle you ugly want to be fans anymore, I am glad he left cause that is one less Moran I have to worry about, and now I just have to find away to please you people, I know I can just leave this ring and not come back is that what you want, you want Streets to come back and kick my ass, would that make you happy, Well all I can say is Fuck you and all your needs and wants, none of it is going to happen, cause I am not going to let it so shut the hell up or I will personally come out there and beat each and every one of you till you bleed.
(The Fans boo and dare Jason to beat all of them to a bloody pulp.)
Jason: ok I am almost done, Streets where ever you are, I am going to say this you are a loser, who should not have retired, you should have just taken a break and stayed with it, you had talent, and the work ethic to make it work but you stuck your tail between your legs and ran, so good riddance and I will give you one last beating so you can remember me by see you tonight for the beating of your life.
(Jason poses as the scene fades out.)
