Post by Jason Cashe on Apr 5, 2013 3:49:50 GMT -4
Reaver: There he is right there! Lets swerve him off the road and beat him with tire irons..HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
I'll admit the idea popped into my head, it'd have been easy. But I don't want that simple victory over Bailey. I want it inside the ring, I NEED to beat him. That would be a whole new feed to the Addiction I have. Reaver needs to quit laughing like that, creeps me out.
The dashboard inside of a vehicle opens the scene. Jason Kash behind the wheel with Reaver sitting in the passenger seat. Two cars in front of them is a yellow cab, a cab they watched Bailey get into. They've been following him for a while now since he left his Town House in St. Augustine, FL.
Jason Kash: I see him but it's better to hurt him where it really counts. Inside the ring he has a reputation and hurting that will damage him more that if we beat him with...tire irons..
Reaver: Can we jump him when we get to Uruguay then?
Ignoring his question, Kash clicks on the turn signal to make the right turn with the cab Bailey is in, they follow close but far enough to where he doesn't notice them. Not long after making the turn, they follow Bailey into a parking lot. The St. Augustine Airport at the other side of the parking lot as they pass the sign for Passenger Drop Off.
Jason Kash: This guy is boring, of course he'd catch a flight now. BET he'll check into a Hotel and stay there until the show...No wonder Tasha left him.
Reaver: HAHAHAHEHEHE Tasha...HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
Instantly the image of the Hyenas from Lion King come to mind. Laughing hysterically at the very mention of Mufasa. Reaver has become a Hyena with that laugh and I kind of miss the Jerky hearing it so often now. If I had clobbered him ONCE more, would he be even worse? Thank the stars above for making me stop at 10.
They park one row down and a few cars over behind where Bailey parked. Kash can see Bailey sitting in the back seat. A cellphone to his ear. Suddenly a phone ringing startles Kash and he snaps his glare to the middle island between him and Reaver. Grabbing the phone, Reaver looks at the caller ID and laughs.
Reaver: HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE...I'll answer it!
Jason Kash: No don't. We aren't here to talk right now. Plus we've got to go and meet up with El Cap-e-tan here soon.
Reaver: Fine. You sure know how to ruin someone's fun..He's getting out of the cab...Can I PLEASE go and Nancy Kerrigan him now? I'm already wearing a mask!!
Jason Kash: Then we get a No Contest for the match at Asylum. Or worse, Reginald's tight ass will give them the victory by default and there won't even be a match. And please keep that mask on! The world isn't ready for that nightmare of ugly to be exposed...
Reaver: I just can't wait! My own pains are craving more and this damn match can't hurry up and be here already..
Jason Kash: This is only the beginning. What happens on Asylum only showcases the threat we will become to the Tag Division but it will also give Bailey and his dying friends doubt about themselves. I've given that doubt to Jair Hopkins not once but twice. So now it comes time for Bailey and for Williams to feel that same doubt, to have that same worry about how the outcome will be. To see their confidence drop a few levels from this loss. To have doubt about their match against Knoxville and Gooch even. Our beating them helps out an old friend and a guy who has respect for Dying Breed but also wants what they have. South America hasn't seen a team like you and I. Two people who will bleed as long as our opponents bleed more internally. Look at that punk...People LIKE him!? He stays at home, makes the definition of Hermit and does everything by the book! Who does that?
Reaver: HAHAHAHEHEHE! Just no FUN at all! HAHAHEHE!!
Looking over at Reaver, Kash gives him a strange glare. Looking back towards Bailey they watch as he unloads a few bags from the trunk of the taxi. Setting a rolling luggage onto the cement, he shoulders the strap of a duffle bag before shutting the trunk.
Jason Kash: How am I not worth his time? I'm Grand fucking SLAM on this Show!
Reaver: Doesn't the World Title going to Overdrive kind of change that? You've never had the Undisputed...which is on Asylum now. Doesn't that counter your claim?
Swinging his arm to the side, Kash slugs Reaver in the arm. The masked man rubs it laughing as he does. He never takes his eyes off Bailey as Kash turns back to watch him walk by. Kash slumps down a bit in his seat to hide himself better but Reaver doesn't. With the windows tinted dark, he didn't feel the need to hide.
Jason Kash: What we should do is get out with baseball bats, I go for the back of his head, you go for the back of his knee, maybe even his heels. Take his clothes and hang his underwear on some flag pole nearby. Show him that Bullies still exist in this business, fuck how society sees or feels about us...
Reaver: YES, Let's Go!
He opens the passenger door but Kash grabs him by the shirt and pulls him back. Reaver shuts the door laughing in his ever so Psycho Path way. Shaking his head, Kash feels the need to slap him but knowing Reaver and his desire to fight right now it'd end up a parking lot brawl.
Jason Kash: Okay listen, can you carefully follow him inside. WITHOUT being seen and find out what flight he's on and what time it's suppose to land? I'd do it myself but I don't much trust you with our precious cargo...
Reaver: HAHAHAHEHEHE nor should you! Yeah I got this Kash, trust in those who fight the good fight next to you! You can count on me...Maybe...Probably...We'll see! HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE!!!
This is going to end badly. He's gonna be notice, he's wearing a mask for fucks sake. Would he really tamper with the "cargo"? Hehe what a term for it! I can't wait to expose our plans...
Reaver hurries to exit the car, drops down in a squat and creeps in between cars as he follows Bailey. Always staying back far enough, Kash watches as they both enter the front doors. Reaver peeking through the glass and waiting a moment before entering himself. Finally alone, finally given time to think out loud more, his voice breaks the emptiness of the rental car.
Jason Kash: I've waited. I've waited and waited ever so patiently and now the time has come...Sort of. I finally get Anthony Bailey inside the ring once again. Not what I wanted but it will not be denied of me to go into this match and show you just how different, how more prepared I am these days. I learned a few things training with Juan Ramirez for 2 weeks and ask Hopkins because he was PISSED that it happened. All part of my plan though. I wanted to get him worked up because I knew you two would be contending if not reigning as Tag Champions when Reaver and I made the move to that division. Here we are and there you are with the Tag Title Straps! Congrats Bailey, you have something I want. Feels familiar doesn't it? Last time we fought I had something you wanted and you got it. You took the top spot right out from under me. Now the path to do the very same to you has begun...
The last two men to stand in my path, I bent them to their breaking points and won in style. With Knuckles, he became something more, something REAL and has removed himself from the slapstick yeeehaawww that he had become over time. Nobody took him seriously and now everyone will. Borderland was much of the same but for his end, it has come with damage he can never escape from. Like I said on Meltdown, I gave him a life time free ride and Bailey...I want to give you the same. I want your name on my belt of careers adjusted by my hands, my talents inside that ring and inside of a contest in combat. I ache for that chance, I hunger for that moment and for you to deny me of that...To make me beg for it? You've just made it worse...
Rolling down the driver side window to get some fresh air, Kash looks out at an older woman walking by. She is very attractive for her age but seems to be of a higher "class" than Kash could pull in. A thud vibration grabs his attention, he turns in his seat and looks out the back window. Sitting straight, he tries to push forward with what needs to be said.
Now Williams D. Williams, I have nothing against you. Hell recently we've sat down with Gooch and ate some BBQ and Collard Greens together! Again...Another piece of my plan. Another piece of what is to come on Asylum. What I'm apart of and what will help catapult me and Reaver to the top of the Tag Team Division and remembered for YEARS to come. Not just us though, remember I've hinted and played to a third person being involved for MONTHS and one blind turn around a corner and you could have walked into a gang style assault. Maybe it's one of your boys Bailey! Hopkins shows he REALLY likes me but maybe that's all a front? Maybe we're buddies, like secret santas but you're the stuff in the stocking, you're the gift wrapped under the tree. Maybe it's The Smooth One! We shared laughs not that long ago Bailey, but I'm guessing you trust them don't you? That's fine. I'm sure that helps you believe it when you say it so often.
But because this match is about teams and not beefs already laid on the table. Williams like you Bailey has stepped into a warzone where the bullets flying at aimed in his direction. If he stands in the line of fire, he will be filled with lead. He will be laid down to rest just like Young Mannie did him. He will be busted up and hurt just like TJ did to him. Reaver lost to TJ as well but the difference is that Williams isn't the man that Reaver is. He doesn't have the tolerance to pain that Reaver has and it's with that and with our combined violent nature to win at any cost that will hurt one of you. That will put you away and stake our immediate claim in the Tag Team Division. I don't personally care if it's you or Knoxville and Gooch holding the titles, I don't care if M&M makes a U-Turn and jumps back in the mix because when push comes to shove, we will step up and take it by force.
Looking at the doors to the Air Port, Reaver comes jogging out. He stops and lets a taxi drive by him and then closes in on the car. Kash unlocks the doors but doesn't let Reaver coming prevent him from saying what he wants to say to the camera.
We are the foulest action packed Athletes on this roster and everybody knows it. TJ wants to make his claims but he's on a tight rope, one step away from falling so his words is carried as far as anyone can throw him. So when Williams steps into that ring, when Bailey steps through those ropes it won't be that Jason Kash or Johnny Knuckles that people have seen for so long now on APW Television. The Food Network Executives won't worry about ratings, they will worry about the well being of those put against us.
Reaver opens the passenger door and plops down in his seat. Nodding at Kash, he sits quietly as Kash finishes up speaking his mind.
Two men who look for the opening not just to win but to bury the competition. Make them cry, scream, and bleed simply because we enjoy it better that way. How do you prepare for that? How can you accept that and be confident with entering the ring with us? People can claim to be this or that but the record shows that I've backed it up my entire time in APW and I'm making it known now that the time for a rise has once again arrived. Our Change, Our Way...What'd you find out?
Reaver: Flight 103. He'll have one lay over but it's due to arrive in Uruguay in 14 Hours.
THUD, THUD
Reaver: Hehehaha...Is the cargo awake? Isn't this a little Soap Opera for you? Doesn't seem to be your thing..Funny but just not something I'd see you doing to get someone's attention.
Jason Kash: What choice do I have left? Do I just attack him? Break into his House again, maybe shit on his floor this time? Would that even do it? No, this is needed, this is useful and will get the job done. He won't know what to do with himself..It's why we NEED this win man. We need it to advance the impactful debut of Foul Play. We need to both be at our very best...You ready?
Reaver: If only we had a time machine! HAHAHAHEHE! So what now?
Looking out at the road at passing cars, Kash knows exactly what needs to be done next. To cover their asses and get shit rolling. Starting the engine, Kash looks over at Reaver and nods before speaking out.
Jason Kash: We need to get the ball rolling, get this "cargo" out the trunk. After that we go and meet up with Top Gun and see what the game plan is for Asylum again. We need to work this right, this is our night. Terry Marvin is looking to have a big debut but the show gets stolen by Foul Play on Sunday. Bet that shit.
Reaver: Top Gun? HAHAHAHEHEHE!! TJ hasn't heard the last of me either. If he thinks one match determines anything then he's lost HIS mind..HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
Jason Kash: This is all about us now, the rest of this roster has to now pay the toll. We're not side stepping anyone anymore. Someone has something to say, we're gonna be there to bust them to the mouth. We hit hard and often and we don't stop until blood has been shed and points have been made. We're here to stay and remain in the spotlight. We will reinvent Asylum in OUR image...Let's go make this happen..
Putting the car in drive, Kash pulls out of the Passenger Drop Off parking lot. Following the right lanes to leave the airport area, the scene fades as they drive away from the camera.
I'll admit the idea popped into my head, it'd have been easy. But I don't want that simple victory over Bailey. I want it inside the ring, I NEED to beat him. That would be a whole new feed to the Addiction I have. Reaver needs to quit laughing like that, creeps me out.
The dashboard inside of a vehicle opens the scene. Jason Kash behind the wheel with Reaver sitting in the passenger seat. Two cars in front of them is a yellow cab, a cab they watched Bailey get into. They've been following him for a while now since he left his Town House in St. Augustine, FL.
Jason Kash: I see him but it's better to hurt him where it really counts. Inside the ring he has a reputation and hurting that will damage him more that if we beat him with...tire irons..
Reaver: Can we jump him when we get to Uruguay then?
Ignoring his question, Kash clicks on the turn signal to make the right turn with the cab Bailey is in, they follow close but far enough to where he doesn't notice them. Not long after making the turn, they follow Bailey into a parking lot. The St. Augustine Airport at the other side of the parking lot as they pass the sign for Passenger Drop Off.
Jason Kash: This guy is boring, of course he'd catch a flight now. BET he'll check into a Hotel and stay there until the show...No wonder Tasha left him.
Reaver: HAHAHAHEHEHE Tasha...HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
Instantly the image of the Hyenas from Lion King come to mind. Laughing hysterically at the very mention of Mufasa. Reaver has become a Hyena with that laugh and I kind of miss the Jerky hearing it so often now. If I had clobbered him ONCE more, would he be even worse? Thank the stars above for making me stop at 10.
They park one row down and a few cars over behind where Bailey parked. Kash can see Bailey sitting in the back seat. A cellphone to his ear. Suddenly a phone ringing startles Kash and he snaps his glare to the middle island between him and Reaver. Grabbing the phone, Reaver looks at the caller ID and laughs.
Reaver: HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE...I'll answer it!
Jason Kash: No don't. We aren't here to talk right now. Plus we've got to go and meet up with El Cap-e-tan here soon.
Reaver: Fine. You sure know how to ruin someone's fun..He's getting out of the cab...Can I PLEASE go and Nancy Kerrigan him now? I'm already wearing a mask!!
Jason Kash: Then we get a No Contest for the match at Asylum. Or worse, Reginald's tight ass will give them the victory by default and there won't even be a match. And please keep that mask on! The world isn't ready for that nightmare of ugly to be exposed...
Reaver: I just can't wait! My own pains are craving more and this damn match can't hurry up and be here already..
Jason Kash: This is only the beginning. What happens on Asylum only showcases the threat we will become to the Tag Division but it will also give Bailey and his dying friends doubt about themselves. I've given that doubt to Jair Hopkins not once but twice. So now it comes time for Bailey and for Williams to feel that same doubt, to have that same worry about how the outcome will be. To see their confidence drop a few levels from this loss. To have doubt about their match against Knoxville and Gooch even. Our beating them helps out an old friend and a guy who has respect for Dying Breed but also wants what they have. South America hasn't seen a team like you and I. Two people who will bleed as long as our opponents bleed more internally. Look at that punk...People LIKE him!? He stays at home, makes the definition of Hermit and does everything by the book! Who does that?
Reaver: HAHAHAHEHEHE! Just no FUN at all! HAHAHEHE!!
Looking over at Reaver, Kash gives him a strange glare. Looking back towards Bailey they watch as he unloads a few bags from the trunk of the taxi. Setting a rolling luggage onto the cement, he shoulders the strap of a duffle bag before shutting the trunk.
Jason Kash: How am I not worth his time? I'm Grand fucking SLAM on this Show!
Reaver: Doesn't the World Title going to Overdrive kind of change that? You've never had the Undisputed...which is on Asylum now. Doesn't that counter your claim?
Swinging his arm to the side, Kash slugs Reaver in the arm. The masked man rubs it laughing as he does. He never takes his eyes off Bailey as Kash turns back to watch him walk by. Kash slumps down a bit in his seat to hide himself better but Reaver doesn't. With the windows tinted dark, he didn't feel the need to hide.
Jason Kash: What we should do is get out with baseball bats, I go for the back of his head, you go for the back of his knee, maybe even his heels. Take his clothes and hang his underwear on some flag pole nearby. Show him that Bullies still exist in this business, fuck how society sees or feels about us...
Reaver: YES, Let's Go!
He opens the passenger door but Kash grabs him by the shirt and pulls him back. Reaver shuts the door laughing in his ever so Psycho Path way. Shaking his head, Kash feels the need to slap him but knowing Reaver and his desire to fight right now it'd end up a parking lot brawl.
Jason Kash: Okay listen, can you carefully follow him inside. WITHOUT being seen and find out what flight he's on and what time it's suppose to land? I'd do it myself but I don't much trust you with our precious cargo...
Reaver: HAHAHAHEHEHE nor should you! Yeah I got this Kash, trust in those who fight the good fight next to you! You can count on me...Maybe...Probably...We'll see! HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE!!!
This is going to end badly. He's gonna be notice, he's wearing a mask for fucks sake. Would he really tamper with the "cargo"? Hehe what a term for it! I can't wait to expose our plans...
Reaver hurries to exit the car, drops down in a squat and creeps in between cars as he follows Bailey. Always staying back far enough, Kash watches as they both enter the front doors. Reaver peeking through the glass and waiting a moment before entering himself. Finally alone, finally given time to think out loud more, his voice breaks the emptiness of the rental car.
Jason Kash: I've waited. I've waited and waited ever so patiently and now the time has come...Sort of. I finally get Anthony Bailey inside the ring once again. Not what I wanted but it will not be denied of me to go into this match and show you just how different, how more prepared I am these days. I learned a few things training with Juan Ramirez for 2 weeks and ask Hopkins because he was PISSED that it happened. All part of my plan though. I wanted to get him worked up because I knew you two would be contending if not reigning as Tag Champions when Reaver and I made the move to that division. Here we are and there you are with the Tag Title Straps! Congrats Bailey, you have something I want. Feels familiar doesn't it? Last time we fought I had something you wanted and you got it. You took the top spot right out from under me. Now the path to do the very same to you has begun...
The last two men to stand in my path, I bent them to their breaking points and won in style. With Knuckles, he became something more, something REAL and has removed himself from the slapstick yeeehaawww that he had become over time. Nobody took him seriously and now everyone will. Borderland was much of the same but for his end, it has come with damage he can never escape from. Like I said on Meltdown, I gave him a life time free ride and Bailey...I want to give you the same. I want your name on my belt of careers adjusted by my hands, my talents inside that ring and inside of a contest in combat. I ache for that chance, I hunger for that moment and for you to deny me of that...To make me beg for it? You've just made it worse...
Rolling down the driver side window to get some fresh air, Kash looks out at an older woman walking by. She is very attractive for her age but seems to be of a higher "class" than Kash could pull in. A thud vibration grabs his attention, he turns in his seat and looks out the back window. Sitting straight, he tries to push forward with what needs to be said.
Now Williams D. Williams, I have nothing against you. Hell recently we've sat down with Gooch and ate some BBQ and Collard Greens together! Again...Another piece of my plan. Another piece of what is to come on Asylum. What I'm apart of and what will help catapult me and Reaver to the top of the Tag Team Division and remembered for YEARS to come. Not just us though, remember I've hinted and played to a third person being involved for MONTHS and one blind turn around a corner and you could have walked into a gang style assault. Maybe it's one of your boys Bailey! Hopkins shows he REALLY likes me but maybe that's all a front? Maybe we're buddies, like secret santas but you're the stuff in the stocking, you're the gift wrapped under the tree. Maybe it's The Smooth One! We shared laughs not that long ago Bailey, but I'm guessing you trust them don't you? That's fine. I'm sure that helps you believe it when you say it so often.
But because this match is about teams and not beefs already laid on the table. Williams like you Bailey has stepped into a warzone where the bullets flying at aimed in his direction. If he stands in the line of fire, he will be filled with lead. He will be laid down to rest just like Young Mannie did him. He will be busted up and hurt just like TJ did to him. Reaver lost to TJ as well but the difference is that Williams isn't the man that Reaver is. He doesn't have the tolerance to pain that Reaver has and it's with that and with our combined violent nature to win at any cost that will hurt one of you. That will put you away and stake our immediate claim in the Tag Team Division. I don't personally care if it's you or Knoxville and Gooch holding the titles, I don't care if M&M makes a U-Turn and jumps back in the mix because when push comes to shove, we will step up and take it by force.
Looking at the doors to the Air Port, Reaver comes jogging out. He stops and lets a taxi drive by him and then closes in on the car. Kash unlocks the doors but doesn't let Reaver coming prevent him from saying what he wants to say to the camera.
We are the foulest action packed Athletes on this roster and everybody knows it. TJ wants to make his claims but he's on a tight rope, one step away from falling so his words is carried as far as anyone can throw him. So when Williams steps into that ring, when Bailey steps through those ropes it won't be that Jason Kash or Johnny Knuckles that people have seen for so long now on APW Television. The Food Network Executives won't worry about ratings, they will worry about the well being of those put against us.
Reaver opens the passenger door and plops down in his seat. Nodding at Kash, he sits quietly as Kash finishes up speaking his mind.
Two men who look for the opening not just to win but to bury the competition. Make them cry, scream, and bleed simply because we enjoy it better that way. How do you prepare for that? How can you accept that and be confident with entering the ring with us? People can claim to be this or that but the record shows that I've backed it up my entire time in APW and I'm making it known now that the time for a rise has once again arrived. Our Change, Our Way...What'd you find out?
Reaver: Flight 103. He'll have one lay over but it's due to arrive in Uruguay in 14 Hours.
THUD, THUD
Reaver: Hehehaha...Is the cargo awake? Isn't this a little Soap Opera for you? Doesn't seem to be your thing..Funny but just not something I'd see you doing to get someone's attention.
Jason Kash: What choice do I have left? Do I just attack him? Break into his House again, maybe shit on his floor this time? Would that even do it? No, this is needed, this is useful and will get the job done. He won't know what to do with himself..It's why we NEED this win man. We need it to advance the impactful debut of Foul Play. We need to both be at our very best...You ready?
Reaver: If only we had a time machine! HAHAHAHEHE! So what now?
Looking out at the road at passing cars, Kash knows exactly what needs to be done next. To cover their asses and get shit rolling. Starting the engine, Kash looks over at Reaver and nods before speaking out.
Jason Kash: We need to get the ball rolling, get this "cargo" out the trunk. After that we go and meet up with Top Gun and see what the game plan is for Asylum again. We need to work this right, this is our night. Terry Marvin is looking to have a big debut but the show gets stolen by Foul Play on Sunday. Bet that shit.
Reaver: Top Gun? HAHAHAHEHEHE!! TJ hasn't heard the last of me either. If he thinks one match determines anything then he's lost HIS mind..HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
Jason Kash: This is all about us now, the rest of this roster has to now pay the toll. We're not side stepping anyone anymore. Someone has something to say, we're gonna be there to bust them to the mouth. We hit hard and often and we don't stop until blood has been shed and points have been made. We're here to stay and remain in the spotlight. We will reinvent Asylum in OUR image...Let's go make this happen..
Putting the car in drive, Kash pulls out of the Passenger Drop Off parking lot. Following the right lanes to leave the airport area, the scene fades as they drive away from the camera.
