Post by Reaver on Apr 6, 2013 14:08:02 GMT -4
Kash: Get in the car....
I didn't quite understand why he wanted to go for a car ride NOW of all times. We had business to handle but the very second I heard that first “THUD” coming from the trunk, I became all giddy like a kid at Christmas. He had done something I might not have conceived of doing last year but lately, my thirst for blood has grown immensely.
Reaver: Is that what I think it is?
Kash: Yes! In the mean time, we need to find Bailey and see what he's doing. We don't need him trying to spoil the fun before we had the chance to rub it in his face.
Reaver: The only think I wanna' rub in his face is a tire iron right now. Smug prick.......
I had nothing really against Bailey. Just the lust for blood talking I guess. What I wanted to do was take out Williams. The man who had two victories over me and thinks he had me beat. The man who sells waste in a can and expects it to be popular. I'm sure the health department would LOVE to get a sample of the garbage he puts in there.
Kash: Oh, and don't poke your head out the window like a dog again. We're trying to keep a low profile remember? Besides it makes you look like a jack ass.
Reaver: AWWWEEE!! HEHEHAHAHAHA......
What can I say? I told you I was all giddy. I felt like a dog chasing a car. I really wouldn't know what I would do If I ever caught one.....I just do.....so we did.
They get into the car and drive off as the scene temporarily fades and returns later on the road. Kash driving like a mad man, trying to catch up to a yellow cab that seems to be carrying Bailey. Nobody knows for sure but Kash is surely convinced and that was enough for Reaver. Jumping lane after lane trying to catch up, they finally get close enough to catch a glimpse.
Reaver: Here he is right there! Lets swerve him off the road and beat him with tire irons..HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
I could tell that Kash was getting irritated with my one track mind. It's not MYYYY fault that all I can do is think about hurting somebody, I didn't unleash this hell on the world. Besides, the sooner we get to Uruguay the better.
The scene skips ahead as they pull into the airport and watch as Bailey walks in with his bags. After a muffled discussion between Reaver and Kash, Reaver hops out of the car and slowly makes his way inside as if to stalk him. He does everything he can to look as inconspicuous as possible but a guy wearing a mask trying to hide doesn't quite work so well. Reaver tries to get closer to Bailey who seems to be on his cell but is easily cut off by the sounds of a nearby television blurting out the name of a new reality show called “The House Dads of Hollywood”. Reaver gets pissed and moves in but Bailey puts his cell away and continues on.
Hiding behind “pillars”, if you can call them that, he watches as Bailey checks his ticket then up at the screen. A voice comes on over the speaker as a beautiful flight attendant speaks. “Now boarding flight 103 to Uruguay.” Bailey gets on as Reaver scurries off like a cockroach when you turn on the lights. On his way out, he notices the television again as a commercial comes on for “Chocolate Wasted”. Reaver did everything he could to hold back from smashing it. Normally he would have started a riot by now but being in an airport, that might not be such a good idea. He's been to jail enough in his life and he certainly didn't need to go now when he is so close to getting his hands on him legally, if that's what you wanna call it.
Reaver: You see this bullshit? THIS is what I'm having to deal with lately. If there was anybody who deserved media attention, it's me. The hell I've been put through the past six months, the carnage I've created, the company I started LONG BEFORE this “waste” was every thought of. How does it feel to live in a shadow Williams? How does it feel to try and knock off something that I started hmm? Yes you pinned me twice and you earned it. The facts remain, was it really about a pin fall victory? My career has been spent losing ALOT. I've lost to great competitors, I've lost to not so great competitors. Once again, you fail to see my agenda.
What I do isn't about winning. What I do is about changing lives. It's guys like me who strengthen the brand where ever I am. Every match, every second of every day; tightening up the roles of common guys like you. What has happened to you since stepping into the ring with me huh Williams? Your game he increased DRAMATICALLY. So much so that you became a serious threat to TJ, another guy who I brought into the next level. You rattled the current Tap Out Champion. Do you honestly think you could have done that without my help?
Look at the people I put on the shelf. Look at the people who's career's have risen because of my brutality. Phil Atken became World Champion. Sally Talfourd regained her former glory even if for a moment. TJ is now considered “DANGEROUS” on Asylum. Stephan Raab stepped his shit up and BEAT Hurricane Jeff because of the hell I put him through. These are just a few Williams and even YOU are a contender in ANY division. I bring out the best in people because I bring out the worst in them. I force people to think of ways to put me down and I'm quite proud of that HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!! I force them into doing things that they themselves wouldn't wanna' do and by doing so, I continue to pull their strings. You are no exception. DANCE MY PRETTY!! HEHEHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Reaver makes his way out of the airport as Kash is murmuring doing his own thing.
THUD, THUD!
Reaver grins as the sounds resonates inside his very soul. He takes a deep breath and lets it sink in as the sounds continues.
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.
It's not that what Kash had to say wasn't important, but all I could think about was getting to the venue and doing what I love to do, what I do best. He made a comment about a shitty movie where gay guys play volleyball and I couldn't help but laugh.
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.
Reaver: A lot has changed about me over the past few months. Every time I try to grab onto my sanity, it just slips away and it's fun. I laugh at the way people try to put me down and it gives me hope knowing that they can't get it done. Not without help. TJ needed the referee to call the match cuz' he couldn't do it himself. Brings back memories for him I'm sure. Do you honestly think that you're stepping into the ring with the same guy you beat twice in a row Williams? Do you honestly think I'm the same guy who put up with the copyright infringement?
Guess again my smooth talking friend. There isn't enough friends and/or family in the world that can stop me from making you feel the full force of my brutality. Go ask TJ how long it took him to recover from the hell I put him through at Rasslemania all the while you end up taking it up the ass in a dark match from Young Mannie. Him? Really? I understand the guy has improved tremendously and is on his way up and EVEN captured a singles title on his own hard work but HIM? Seriously? You fell from grace Lando and it wasn't pretty.
Sure, people can go into how I haven't even won a match in APW since before Christmas Chaos. Sure people can put me down about all of my faults and failures and downfalls, but the only thing that matters is how you're gonna' act when I'm staring you right in those beedy little eyes ready to hurt you for something as petty as a win. It's not about winning or losing, it's about establishment. You and the rest of the Dying Breed have YET to establish anything on Asylum other than becoming tag champs. You guys haven't built upon anything, you guys haven't seen much air time, you guys are nothing more than the afterthought of an ejaculation brought on by a prepubescent boy looking to learn the ropes. Go teach him something “smooth one”.
Or maybe you can tech me something hmm? Teach me how to stand behind Bailey's success and mooch off of it. I suppose you can say the same for me behind Kash but the difference is that we been back and forth for over seven long years. What we have isn't new OR original. What we have is truth. What we have has never changed but has always worked. Any claims you might think you have about us are already wrong in the sense that as individuals we ruled our perspective divisions over the years but together we OWN the brand. We are a better cohesive unit than peanut butter and jelly.
IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME, PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!! WHERE HE AT? WHERE HE AT? WHERE HE GO? WHERE HE GO?!
HEHEHEHAHAHA!! We will show Asylum, APW even that we are the team to beat. Anybody who feels froggy are more then welcome to jump but while they're too busy playing leapfrog, we will be at the top regardless of who stands in our way.
Now Bailey, I know we've had our small run in and it's certainly nothing personal to you, this has everything to do with you and Jason. I'm just taggin' along to watch the blood shed HEHEHAHA!! I'm going to enjoy watching him put you in your place. Why the animosity? Me personally, I just love to watch the world burn but Jason? I'm pretty sure he feels that the likes of guys like you are trying to destroy which we created. Asylum is the violent brand and yes people appreciate good wrestling, but they come to Asylum to see fights. They WANT the carnage they WANT the bloodshed. We give the people what they REALLY want, even if they don't want it. It's why they come back for more and every show is sold out. It's why overpaid douche bags like you and the rest of the Dying Roadkill have made so much money.
JUST DIE ALREADY!!!
Sure you guys work hard, sure you guys earn what you have and I'll gladly give credit where credit is due. But its that same lame ass cookie cutter pussy drama they have on Overdrive, you know....the lesser brand? You want to find the evil twin or the answer to who shot Monty Burns then take your ass to Thursdays but here? We don't play so nice and whether we have to jack your money or spill your blood, Foul Play will get their cut.......
I didn't quite understand why he wanted to go for a car ride NOW of all times. We had business to handle but the very second I heard that first “THUD” coming from the trunk, I became all giddy like a kid at Christmas. He had done something I might not have conceived of doing last year but lately, my thirst for blood has grown immensely.
Reaver: Is that what I think it is?
Kash: Yes! In the mean time, we need to find Bailey and see what he's doing. We don't need him trying to spoil the fun before we had the chance to rub it in his face.
Reaver: The only think I wanna' rub in his face is a tire iron right now. Smug prick.......
I had nothing really against Bailey. Just the lust for blood talking I guess. What I wanted to do was take out Williams. The man who had two victories over me and thinks he had me beat. The man who sells waste in a can and expects it to be popular. I'm sure the health department would LOVE to get a sample of the garbage he puts in there.
Kash: Oh, and don't poke your head out the window like a dog again. We're trying to keep a low profile remember? Besides it makes you look like a jack ass.
Reaver: AWWWEEE!! HEHEHAHAHAHA......
What can I say? I told you I was all giddy. I felt like a dog chasing a car. I really wouldn't know what I would do If I ever caught one.....I just do.....so we did.
They get into the car and drive off as the scene temporarily fades and returns later on the road. Kash driving like a mad man, trying to catch up to a yellow cab that seems to be carrying Bailey. Nobody knows for sure but Kash is surely convinced and that was enough for Reaver. Jumping lane after lane trying to catch up, they finally get close enough to catch a glimpse.
Reaver: Here he is right there! Lets swerve him off the road and beat him with tire irons..HAHAHAHEHEHE!!
I could tell that Kash was getting irritated with my one track mind. It's not MYYYY fault that all I can do is think about hurting somebody, I didn't unleash this hell on the world. Besides, the sooner we get to Uruguay the better.
The scene skips ahead as they pull into the airport and watch as Bailey walks in with his bags. After a muffled discussion between Reaver and Kash, Reaver hops out of the car and slowly makes his way inside as if to stalk him. He does everything he can to look as inconspicuous as possible but a guy wearing a mask trying to hide doesn't quite work so well. Reaver tries to get closer to Bailey who seems to be on his cell but is easily cut off by the sounds of a nearby television blurting out the name of a new reality show called “The House Dads of Hollywood”. Reaver gets pissed and moves in but Bailey puts his cell away and continues on.
Hiding behind “pillars”, if you can call them that, he watches as Bailey checks his ticket then up at the screen. A voice comes on over the speaker as a beautiful flight attendant speaks. “Now boarding flight 103 to Uruguay.” Bailey gets on as Reaver scurries off like a cockroach when you turn on the lights. On his way out, he notices the television again as a commercial comes on for “Chocolate Wasted”. Reaver did everything he could to hold back from smashing it. Normally he would have started a riot by now but being in an airport, that might not be such a good idea. He's been to jail enough in his life and he certainly didn't need to go now when he is so close to getting his hands on him legally, if that's what you wanna call it.
Reaver: You see this bullshit? THIS is what I'm having to deal with lately. If there was anybody who deserved media attention, it's me. The hell I've been put through the past six months, the carnage I've created, the company I started LONG BEFORE this “waste” was every thought of. How does it feel to live in a shadow Williams? How does it feel to try and knock off something that I started hmm? Yes you pinned me twice and you earned it. The facts remain, was it really about a pin fall victory? My career has been spent losing ALOT. I've lost to great competitors, I've lost to not so great competitors. Once again, you fail to see my agenda.
What I do isn't about winning. What I do is about changing lives. It's guys like me who strengthen the brand where ever I am. Every match, every second of every day; tightening up the roles of common guys like you. What has happened to you since stepping into the ring with me huh Williams? Your game he increased DRAMATICALLY. So much so that you became a serious threat to TJ, another guy who I brought into the next level. You rattled the current Tap Out Champion. Do you honestly think you could have done that without my help?
Look at the people I put on the shelf. Look at the people who's career's have risen because of my brutality. Phil Atken became World Champion. Sally Talfourd regained her former glory even if for a moment. TJ is now considered “DANGEROUS” on Asylum. Stephan Raab stepped his shit up and BEAT Hurricane Jeff because of the hell I put him through. These are just a few Williams and even YOU are a contender in ANY division. I bring out the best in people because I bring out the worst in them. I force people to think of ways to put me down and I'm quite proud of that HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!! I force them into doing things that they themselves wouldn't wanna' do and by doing so, I continue to pull their strings. You are no exception. DANCE MY PRETTY!! HEHEHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Reaver makes his way out of the airport as Kash is murmuring doing his own thing.
THUD, THUD!
Reaver grins as the sounds resonates inside his very soul. He takes a deep breath and lets it sink in as the sounds continues.
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.
It's not that what Kash had to say wasn't important, but all I could think about was getting to the venue and doing what I love to do, what I do best. He made a comment about a shitty movie where gay guys play volleyball and I couldn't help but laugh.
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.
Reaver: A lot has changed about me over the past few months. Every time I try to grab onto my sanity, it just slips away and it's fun. I laugh at the way people try to put me down and it gives me hope knowing that they can't get it done. Not without help. TJ needed the referee to call the match cuz' he couldn't do it himself. Brings back memories for him I'm sure. Do you honestly think that you're stepping into the ring with the same guy you beat twice in a row Williams? Do you honestly think I'm the same guy who put up with the copyright infringement?
Guess again my smooth talking friend. There isn't enough friends and/or family in the world that can stop me from making you feel the full force of my brutality. Go ask TJ how long it took him to recover from the hell I put him through at Rasslemania all the while you end up taking it up the ass in a dark match from Young Mannie. Him? Really? I understand the guy has improved tremendously and is on his way up and EVEN captured a singles title on his own hard work but HIM? Seriously? You fell from grace Lando and it wasn't pretty.
Sure, people can go into how I haven't even won a match in APW since before Christmas Chaos. Sure people can put me down about all of my faults and failures and downfalls, but the only thing that matters is how you're gonna' act when I'm staring you right in those beedy little eyes ready to hurt you for something as petty as a win. It's not about winning or losing, it's about establishment. You and the rest of the Dying Breed have YET to establish anything on Asylum other than becoming tag champs. You guys haven't built upon anything, you guys haven't seen much air time, you guys are nothing more than the afterthought of an ejaculation brought on by a prepubescent boy looking to learn the ropes. Go teach him something “smooth one”.
Or maybe you can tech me something hmm? Teach me how to stand behind Bailey's success and mooch off of it. I suppose you can say the same for me behind Kash but the difference is that we been back and forth for over seven long years. What we have isn't new OR original. What we have is truth. What we have has never changed but has always worked. Any claims you might think you have about us are already wrong in the sense that as individuals we ruled our perspective divisions over the years but together we OWN the brand. We are a better cohesive unit than peanut butter and jelly.
IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME, PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!! WHERE HE AT? WHERE HE AT? WHERE HE GO? WHERE HE GO?!
HEHEHEHAHAHA!! We will show Asylum, APW even that we are the team to beat. Anybody who feels froggy are more then welcome to jump but while they're too busy playing leapfrog, we will be at the top regardless of who stands in our way.
Now Bailey, I know we've had our small run in and it's certainly nothing personal to you, this has everything to do with you and Jason. I'm just taggin' along to watch the blood shed HEHEHAHA!! I'm going to enjoy watching him put you in your place. Why the animosity? Me personally, I just love to watch the world burn but Jason? I'm pretty sure he feels that the likes of guys like you are trying to destroy which we created. Asylum is the violent brand and yes people appreciate good wrestling, but they come to Asylum to see fights. They WANT the carnage they WANT the bloodshed. We give the people what they REALLY want, even if they don't want it. It's why they come back for more and every show is sold out. It's why overpaid douche bags like you and the rest of the Dying Roadkill have made so much money.
JUST DIE ALREADY!!!
Sure you guys work hard, sure you guys earn what you have and I'll gladly give credit where credit is due. But its that same lame ass cookie cutter pussy drama they have on Overdrive, you know....the lesser brand? You want to find the evil twin or the answer to who shot Monty Burns then take your ass to Thursdays but here? We don't play so nice and whether we have to jack your money or spill your blood, Foul Play will get their cut.......
