Post by Michael Jennings on May 17, 2013 22:18:29 GMT -4
05/13/2013
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Afternoon…
Outside of Hannemann University Hospital, APW superstar Michael Jennings walks away from some reporters after yelling things at one of them. He is walking to the far parking lot when he hears someone walking toward him. As he continues to walk toward his car he thinks he hears someone saying something. He then stops and turns around to ask what was said.
Jennings: What?
Michael turns around and confronts the kid who reiterates his previous statement.
Kid: You aren’t a real Philly person. You’re a phony!
As he walks past the kid toward his car in the parking lot he runs into the last person he wants to meet up with at this moment.
Jennings: What the fuck is he talking about?
As Michael reaches his car he pulls out his keys to click the button to open the doors as his father grabs his arm to stop him. Michael shoots him a look as he does this.
Trevor: Please don’t leave, son.
Michael pushes his arm away and gets in his father’s face.
Jennings: Or what? Why shouldn’t I leave?
Trevor: This is a troubling time for our family, son. Your uncle is in the hospital…
As much as he tries, Michael cannot keep his anger bottled up inside. Instead of keeping cool he decides to blow up at his father over what happened with his uncle.
Jennings: BECAUSE OF YOU! You are the reason he was hospitalized. You and your stupidity. You’re such a fucking hypocrite! All of my bad reputation here is because of you! Ever since you and the Philly Boys took down Fats Malone’s crime organization back in the day you’ve slowly become nothing more than the biggest piece of shit on the planet. You’re the reason I hate society so much. You’re the reason I’m so fucked up. You are the reason this family has fallen like the House of Usher.
Trevor looks stunned although he knows deep down he shouldn’t be too surprised by this considering his son became a wrestler just to get his revenge on him. Michael gets into his car but before he shuts the door he has one more thing to say.
Jennings: I’m going now…
He then slams the door hard before putting the keys in, turning on the ignition, and speeding off as his father looks on.
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05/16/2013
Los Angeles, California
Night…
It’s been a busy week for Michael Jennings. First his uncle was sent to the hospital. Then he went to Las Vegas and now he’s just moved into his new place in Los Angeles, California. He’s spent the day organizing his things and setting up his bedroom so he has a place to sleep for the night. A lot of the reason for that is that he has a busy Friday ahead of him going to see Star Trek with a few fellow wrestlers. Once he’s got a few things set up he walks over to the couch and sits down before turning on his television to watch some reruns of Star Trek the Original Series. As he reaches over and grabs the beer bottle he sat on the table next to the couch. As he starts to watch the first episode on the television he reaches over to get his buzzing phone.
Jennings: What the hell is going on now?
He clicks on the phone to see what the message is. After reading it briefly a smile creeps across his face.
Jennings: She must be psychic or something.
Apparently the text was about Star Trek and was from one of his wrestling buddies in Los Angeles. He texts a response back before setting his phone down on the couch. He looks up at the television screen with a slight smile on his face as the scene fades out.
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The next night…
Outside of his new house in Los Angeles, Michael Jennings is standing by and he’s got a few things on his mind. He smiles at the camera with a devious grin. He appears calm and cool on the outside but it’s clear that he’s about to go off on multiple subjects as he begins to speak.
Jennings: I’ve got a lot of things going on in my life right now. My uncle is in the hospital. I might be in a stable-ish relationship. I’ve moved to Los Angeles. And to top it off I told off my father. I should be on Mayhem but instead I’m on a show with scum like Evan McDonald and London Carter.
Speaking of which, LONDON, you WERE complaining on Twitter like it or not. I saw your little pissy, childish rant and once again I have to address your stupid shit. And mind you I’m not calling it shit without reason. What you said was a steaming pile of shit just like you and everything about you. You are a whiny bitch and that’s the truth about you. Nobody fucking cares about win-loss records around here like you do. You’re on television talking about the people hating on you being thirsty when really they just agree with my opinion about you being a childish piece of shit who is as boring and ordinary as it gets in this business. The moment you snatch any gold around here, IF you do at all, it’ll devalue the title immediately just because of you and your attitude toward this business. Nobody cares about your sexual orientation. This ain’t a gay thing or a straight thing, it’s a shut the fuck up thing because you’re not a threat to anyone. In fact you’re just the opposite. You’re an annoying piece of shit that nobody likes. You are the biggest two face primadonna I’ve ever seen in this business and that covers a lot of ground. All you care about is ATTENTION. And when you don’t get it you whine and cry. YOU DON’T COMPLAIN ON TWITTER?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! You complain more than everybody else here combined and that’s the truth and if you don’t like it, tough shit. Do you even know the difference between in the ring and out of the ring? Because all that bullshit you said at the end of your promo was false.
Let me show you all something…
He has a graphic of a London Carter Tweet shown on the screen for everyone to see.
“London Carter @loncarter91 7 May
I guess u have to be a star like @anthonyrbailey or @jairamirhopkins to get some recognition or some sort of acknowledgment in the APW world”
The picture fades away and Michael is back on the screen.
Jennings: That’s bitching, son. That is the definition of it. Bitching about not getting recognition or props is bitching. Then you went and continued it with a lot more than that in other places besides your Twitter account. There’s a reason certain things are handled in certain ways in this business. When you realize the difference between how to and how not to do things as well as grow up you’ll do fine in this business. Instead you’re talking about why you weren’t around after the match when YOU NEVER BROUGHT IT UP IN THE FIRST PLACE! Instead you just stopped talking when confronted which you do every time which is why you will not succeed here or anyplace else for that matter. You were talking about nobody talking about your match which is COMPLAINING for attention. Funny how you’re talking about two people talking about you on Twitter when one doesn’t even have an account there anymore and I haven’t talked to you in a week on there. Why? Because you’re not worth talking about just like you’re not worth even having degrading this company with your presence. Hell you must selective memory on this since it’s all about you and no one else. Glad NLWF let you go just like APW will once they realize what a negative influence you are around here.
Funny how no one is complaining in APW but YOU. I’ve noticed it, other people a lot of whom I don’t get along with have noticed it, and the bottom line is that you are nothing more than a whiny, complaining bitch just like your sister. You also want attention handed to you which isn’t how it works. You earn it and the fact is you aren’t working hard to earn it. Instead you just want to cause drama and beg for attention like a whore instead of putting in the hard work like others have to get it done. Now shut the fuck up, quit trying to get over using your sexuality because that’s not going to get you over, and be a man when confronted because I could care less if you’re a he, a shit, an it, or a shit. If you don’t respond when confronted and instead go off to hide then you will get no one’s respect.
Now that I’m done talking about the worthless piece of shit I have to talk about the biggest thing I have going on right now which is stepping into the squared circle with a man who I believe is the scum of the Earth. He is a rich snob who knows nothing about hard work or common sense. This week I step into the ring, once again, with Ellis Graham.
He glares angrily at the camera before continuing his rant of hate.
Jennings: Ellis Graham, you are the biggest douche in all of APW. You come on here week in and week out spouting off at the mouth despite the fact you’ve done little to back it up. You’ve been talking a lot of shit on Twitter as well. But when I called you out you were nowhere to be found. Instead of coming out to the ring to fight me like a man instead you decided to continue hiding in the back cowering with fear. Then when I went looking for you backstage you were nowhere to be found until you and your bitch squad locked me into a locker room so that I couldn’t get kick your ass. You did that out of fear. But not fear of me. Instead you fear what will happen if your words are proven to be false. It’s all about your ego. Ever since I got here your ego has been deflated week after week. Yet in your mind you’re still the best there is which is a crock. You can make all the excuses that you want but the fact is you don’t want to face me in a one-on-one situation in the ring. That fact was never more evident than when I escaped from your poorly put together blockade and came out to the ring. What did you do? You ran off like a coward…A COWARD! When Johnny Knoxville got in my face I nailed him with the Empire Falls and kicked his ass. However he has more balls than you are because he fought me like a man instead of running off like a little pussy like you did.
You were talking a lot about this on Twitter. For one thing you decided to try and paint me as a coward who walked out my team which I railed on The Guv’Nor about. The difference between that and what happened with us is you locked me in a room in the back to keep me from fighting you. That resulted in a brief handicap match happening that literally caused the match to almost not happen. Yet I escaped from your poorly put together trap and what did you do? When you saw me you ran from the ring. You showed the world your true colors. You showed everyone, including yourself, the truth about who you truly are. Deep down inside you are a man who is afraid of Michael Jennings. And once that fear gets in here…
He pauses for a moment to point to his head.
Jennings: It’s over, pal.
He brings his hand back down before continuing.
Jennings: I’ve already gotten into your psyche already. You showed that last week when you ran from me. Ran like a scared victim running from a sociopathic serial killer in a movie. You are nothing but a helpless victim with no common sense and no sense of dignity or honor. You are a man who craves respect and attention yet gets none of it because people see through that mask you wear. See you are a man that hides behind a mask of wealth. While you want people to focus on your things such as Lamborghinis, yachts, limousines, and corporate jets instead of the things you wish to hide. These things include your cowardice, lack of intelligence, delusions of grandeur, inferiority complex, and the fact that you have the mentality of an eight year old child who always gets what he wants. That is you in a nut shell. Nothing but a vain, narcissistic, egotistical man child who cares nothing for anyone or anything except himself. That’s the truth about your reality. You are a man blinded by the truth and I’m here to tell you that I plan on smashing that mask that you’re hiding behind with a hammer this week on the Meltdown Supershow.
The fact is this match should be on the Mayhem show because we HATE each other. This is a blood feud. This is a match pitting two people who just don’t like each other at all and will stop at nothing to destroy each other. That’s what this is. Graham, you’ve been the focus of my attention since I got here and I think it’s time that I realized the truth. And that truth is that you are nothing more than a cockroach and I’m the exterminator. I plan on exterminating you once and for all from APW television after this match. I will show you that I am not fucking around and that I’m a man of my word. I will show you no remorse and no mercy when you face me in the ring. I am not going into this like it’s a regular wrestling match. This is a match that I MUST win. My dignity and my self respect means more to me than anything and I would lose both if I lost this match.
I have everything to lose in this match so that makes this match very dangerous for you, Ellis. I am going out to that ring to injure you. I don’t care about winning only. I have to maim you and hurt you in order to truly win this war. Last week you locked me in a locker room before running like a pussy when I finally showed up. That’s not going to happen this week. You know makes me sick? The fact that win, lose, or draw you’re going to keep running your mouth regardless of what happens in this match. Because that’s what you do. Your mouth runs checks that your ass can’t cash. All you care about is money. I’m going to end your run before it started. I’m more motivated to win this than you are and more dangerous to boot. This is going to be your nightmare. I’m going to send you to Hell where you belong Ellis and that’s what’s real.
Michael walks off screen with a smirk on his face as the scene fades out.
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Afternoon…
Outside of Hannemann University Hospital, APW superstar Michael Jennings walks away from some reporters after yelling things at one of them. He is walking to the far parking lot when he hears someone walking toward him. As he continues to walk toward his car he thinks he hears someone saying something. He then stops and turns around to ask what was said.
Jennings: What?
Michael turns around and confronts the kid who reiterates his previous statement.
Kid: You aren’t a real Philly person. You’re a phony!
As he walks past the kid toward his car in the parking lot he runs into the last person he wants to meet up with at this moment.
Jennings: What the fuck is he talking about?
As Michael reaches his car he pulls out his keys to click the button to open the doors as his father grabs his arm to stop him. Michael shoots him a look as he does this.
Trevor: Please don’t leave, son.
Michael pushes his arm away and gets in his father’s face.
Jennings: Or what? Why shouldn’t I leave?
Trevor: This is a troubling time for our family, son. Your uncle is in the hospital…
As much as he tries, Michael cannot keep his anger bottled up inside. Instead of keeping cool he decides to blow up at his father over what happened with his uncle.
Jennings: BECAUSE OF YOU! You are the reason he was hospitalized. You and your stupidity. You’re such a fucking hypocrite! All of my bad reputation here is because of you! Ever since you and the Philly Boys took down Fats Malone’s crime organization back in the day you’ve slowly become nothing more than the biggest piece of shit on the planet. You’re the reason I hate society so much. You’re the reason I’m so fucked up. You are the reason this family has fallen like the House of Usher.
Trevor looks stunned although he knows deep down he shouldn’t be too surprised by this considering his son became a wrestler just to get his revenge on him. Michael gets into his car but before he shuts the door he has one more thing to say.
Jennings: I’m going now…
He then slams the door hard before putting the keys in, turning on the ignition, and speeding off as his father looks on.
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05/16/2013
Los Angeles, California
Night…
It’s been a busy week for Michael Jennings. First his uncle was sent to the hospital. Then he went to Las Vegas and now he’s just moved into his new place in Los Angeles, California. He’s spent the day organizing his things and setting up his bedroom so he has a place to sleep for the night. A lot of the reason for that is that he has a busy Friday ahead of him going to see Star Trek with a few fellow wrestlers. Once he’s got a few things set up he walks over to the couch and sits down before turning on his television to watch some reruns of Star Trek the Original Series. As he reaches over and grabs the beer bottle he sat on the table next to the couch. As he starts to watch the first episode on the television he reaches over to get his buzzing phone.
Jennings: What the hell is going on now?
He clicks on the phone to see what the message is. After reading it briefly a smile creeps across his face.
Jennings: She must be psychic or something.
Apparently the text was about Star Trek and was from one of his wrestling buddies in Los Angeles. He texts a response back before setting his phone down on the couch. He looks up at the television screen with a slight smile on his face as the scene fades out.
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The next night…
Outside of his new house in Los Angeles, Michael Jennings is standing by and he’s got a few things on his mind. He smiles at the camera with a devious grin. He appears calm and cool on the outside but it’s clear that he’s about to go off on multiple subjects as he begins to speak.
Jennings: I’ve got a lot of things going on in my life right now. My uncle is in the hospital. I might be in a stable-ish relationship. I’ve moved to Los Angeles. And to top it off I told off my father. I should be on Mayhem but instead I’m on a show with scum like Evan McDonald and London Carter.
Speaking of which, LONDON, you WERE complaining on Twitter like it or not. I saw your little pissy, childish rant and once again I have to address your stupid shit. And mind you I’m not calling it shit without reason. What you said was a steaming pile of shit just like you and everything about you. You are a whiny bitch and that’s the truth about you. Nobody fucking cares about win-loss records around here like you do. You’re on television talking about the people hating on you being thirsty when really they just agree with my opinion about you being a childish piece of shit who is as boring and ordinary as it gets in this business. The moment you snatch any gold around here, IF you do at all, it’ll devalue the title immediately just because of you and your attitude toward this business. Nobody cares about your sexual orientation. This ain’t a gay thing or a straight thing, it’s a shut the fuck up thing because you’re not a threat to anyone. In fact you’re just the opposite. You’re an annoying piece of shit that nobody likes. You are the biggest two face primadonna I’ve ever seen in this business and that covers a lot of ground. All you care about is ATTENTION. And when you don’t get it you whine and cry. YOU DON’T COMPLAIN ON TWITTER?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! You complain more than everybody else here combined and that’s the truth and if you don’t like it, tough shit. Do you even know the difference between in the ring and out of the ring? Because all that bullshit you said at the end of your promo was false.
Let me show you all something…
He has a graphic of a London Carter Tweet shown on the screen for everyone to see.
“London Carter @loncarter91 7 May
I guess u have to be a star like @anthonyrbailey or @jairamirhopkins to get some recognition or some sort of acknowledgment in the APW world”
The picture fades away and Michael is back on the screen.
Jennings: That’s bitching, son. That is the definition of it. Bitching about not getting recognition or props is bitching. Then you went and continued it with a lot more than that in other places besides your Twitter account. There’s a reason certain things are handled in certain ways in this business. When you realize the difference between how to and how not to do things as well as grow up you’ll do fine in this business. Instead you’re talking about why you weren’t around after the match when YOU NEVER BROUGHT IT UP IN THE FIRST PLACE! Instead you just stopped talking when confronted which you do every time which is why you will not succeed here or anyplace else for that matter. You were talking about nobody talking about your match which is COMPLAINING for attention. Funny how you’re talking about two people talking about you on Twitter when one doesn’t even have an account there anymore and I haven’t talked to you in a week on there. Why? Because you’re not worth talking about just like you’re not worth even having degrading this company with your presence. Hell you must selective memory on this since it’s all about you and no one else. Glad NLWF let you go just like APW will once they realize what a negative influence you are around here.
Funny how no one is complaining in APW but YOU. I’ve noticed it, other people a lot of whom I don’t get along with have noticed it, and the bottom line is that you are nothing more than a whiny, complaining bitch just like your sister. You also want attention handed to you which isn’t how it works. You earn it and the fact is you aren’t working hard to earn it. Instead you just want to cause drama and beg for attention like a whore instead of putting in the hard work like others have to get it done. Now shut the fuck up, quit trying to get over using your sexuality because that’s not going to get you over, and be a man when confronted because I could care less if you’re a he, a shit, an it, or a shit. If you don’t respond when confronted and instead go off to hide then you will get no one’s respect.
Now that I’m done talking about the worthless piece of shit I have to talk about the biggest thing I have going on right now which is stepping into the squared circle with a man who I believe is the scum of the Earth. He is a rich snob who knows nothing about hard work or common sense. This week I step into the ring, once again, with Ellis Graham.
He glares angrily at the camera before continuing his rant of hate.
Jennings: Ellis Graham, you are the biggest douche in all of APW. You come on here week in and week out spouting off at the mouth despite the fact you’ve done little to back it up. You’ve been talking a lot of shit on Twitter as well. But when I called you out you were nowhere to be found. Instead of coming out to the ring to fight me like a man instead you decided to continue hiding in the back cowering with fear. Then when I went looking for you backstage you were nowhere to be found until you and your bitch squad locked me into a locker room so that I couldn’t get kick your ass. You did that out of fear. But not fear of me. Instead you fear what will happen if your words are proven to be false. It’s all about your ego. Ever since I got here your ego has been deflated week after week. Yet in your mind you’re still the best there is which is a crock. You can make all the excuses that you want but the fact is you don’t want to face me in a one-on-one situation in the ring. That fact was never more evident than when I escaped from your poorly put together blockade and came out to the ring. What did you do? You ran off like a coward…A COWARD! When Johnny Knoxville got in my face I nailed him with the Empire Falls and kicked his ass. However he has more balls than you are because he fought me like a man instead of running off like a little pussy like you did.
You were talking a lot about this on Twitter. For one thing you decided to try and paint me as a coward who walked out my team which I railed on The Guv’Nor about. The difference between that and what happened with us is you locked me in a room in the back to keep me from fighting you. That resulted in a brief handicap match happening that literally caused the match to almost not happen. Yet I escaped from your poorly put together trap and what did you do? When you saw me you ran from the ring. You showed the world your true colors. You showed everyone, including yourself, the truth about who you truly are. Deep down inside you are a man who is afraid of Michael Jennings. And once that fear gets in here…
He pauses for a moment to point to his head.
Jennings: It’s over, pal.
He brings his hand back down before continuing.
Jennings: I’ve already gotten into your psyche already. You showed that last week when you ran from me. Ran like a scared victim running from a sociopathic serial killer in a movie. You are nothing but a helpless victim with no common sense and no sense of dignity or honor. You are a man who craves respect and attention yet gets none of it because people see through that mask you wear. See you are a man that hides behind a mask of wealth. While you want people to focus on your things such as Lamborghinis, yachts, limousines, and corporate jets instead of the things you wish to hide. These things include your cowardice, lack of intelligence, delusions of grandeur, inferiority complex, and the fact that you have the mentality of an eight year old child who always gets what he wants. That is you in a nut shell. Nothing but a vain, narcissistic, egotistical man child who cares nothing for anyone or anything except himself. That’s the truth about your reality. You are a man blinded by the truth and I’m here to tell you that I plan on smashing that mask that you’re hiding behind with a hammer this week on the Meltdown Supershow.
The fact is this match should be on the Mayhem show because we HATE each other. This is a blood feud. This is a match pitting two people who just don’t like each other at all and will stop at nothing to destroy each other. That’s what this is. Graham, you’ve been the focus of my attention since I got here and I think it’s time that I realized the truth. And that truth is that you are nothing more than a cockroach and I’m the exterminator. I plan on exterminating you once and for all from APW television after this match. I will show you that I am not fucking around and that I’m a man of my word. I will show you no remorse and no mercy when you face me in the ring. I am not going into this like it’s a regular wrestling match. This is a match that I MUST win. My dignity and my self respect means more to me than anything and I would lose both if I lost this match.
I have everything to lose in this match so that makes this match very dangerous for you, Ellis. I am going out to that ring to injure you. I don’t care about winning only. I have to maim you and hurt you in order to truly win this war. Last week you locked me in a locker room before running like a pussy when I finally showed up. That’s not going to happen this week. You know makes me sick? The fact that win, lose, or draw you’re going to keep running your mouth regardless of what happens in this match. Because that’s what you do. Your mouth runs checks that your ass can’t cash. All you care about is money. I’m going to end your run before it started. I’m more motivated to win this than you are and more dangerous to boot. This is going to be your nightmare. I’m going to send you to Hell where you belong Ellis and that’s what’s real.
Michael walks off screen with a smirk on his face as the scene fades out.
