Post by Jason Cashe on Jun 1, 2013 2:23:02 GMT -4
Ohhh...OHHHH...You need to leave Jason, just walk away. We're done..Get the fuck out of here! Take that creepy fucker with you!
He felt the force of the door slam in his face. Standing in front of Kaylyn J. Evan's home in New York, Jason Kash was put out. He knew he fucked up but there was no reason to argue otherwise. Then the laughter of Reaver brings him back to reality. Time picks up and is again at normal speed after his thoughts, her voice came to him slowly. He nods being a bit disappointed but knowing it is his fault.
Reaver: Hahahahehehe!! You fucked up! Hehehahaha!!
Jason Kash: Yeah...
Knocking his index knuckle against the door softly he turns and walks away. Reliving his mistake was easy, he didn't actually REGRET it but he could have went about it a different way.
Jason Kash: I shouldn't have brought that girl here..That was fucked off on my part.
Reaver: Haha, did you see how quickly she got out the window and down the Fire Escape? Butt naked too? Hahahehehe! Funny shit!
What he did was Foul. Bringing some random chick into KJE's apartment and having sex with her or starting too in KJE's bed when she walked in. He hadn't counted on her coming home early from her workout. He wasn't even technically CHEATING at that very second. Almost and that in a sense sucks as much as getting caught. KJE didn't show too much emotion, at the most she had watery eyes but those cleared and filled with anger quick as hell. Walking still without a shirt on his back, Kash heads down the hallway and gets to the Elevator. Putting on a shirt and grabbing an envelope from his duffel bag, he looks back down the hallway and Reaver snickers as he stands nearby. They luckily came with very little luggage and they both had it with him.
Reaver: I thought she was gonna kill you..I was ready to split! Hahahehe!
Ignoring his partner, knowing Reaver found the whole thing funny as hell. He would as well later most likely but he suddenly realized he needed to know the time. His eyes shoot down at the watch on his wrist.
Jason Kash: Fuck..Yo, do me a solid bro? Grab us some rooms at a Hotel, Motel, whatever. TWO Rooms. You fart at night my homie.
Reaver: Aww no sharing? Hahahahehehe! Yeah I'll get it setup. Where you going?
The answer was in multiple form. He felt more like a dick even saying it after what happened..
Jason Kash: Gonna hit up some Training and then...Heh, I've got a date!
Even through the mask Kash could see Reaver's eyes widen. Laughter of course followed the look but Kash shrugs and smiles.
Jason Kash: Twitter is one HELL of a Dating Service! Chick is FINE! She "Toxic" too!
Kash leaves further down the hallway. Reaver standing shaking his head, surprised but also letting out these quiet little laughs as only a crazy man could. Reaver stays waiting for the elevator as Kash pops open the staircase door and takes the stairs in jumps. As he comes to the the ground level, he steps outside and the sun shine winks his eyes as a hand is held up to block the rays. He sees a cab and hails for one but two just stroll by and you can't see passengers in either cab.
Jason Kash: And they say only Black folks can't hail a cab..Woosh..What I did was fucked up but I mean..I did what neither of us wanted to do. The spark that was just wasn't there anymore. We knew it was a mix between not being around each other, going in different directions and one of us needed to execute. I did the duty. Just the same I look at Asylum Sunday and I think of another Duty I've got to do to the Booty of a Doody named Anthony Bailey. That's No Homo so don't get excited. I know how you are with throwing out Gay Jokes Bailey...I know you watching me right now homie. It's no question I want this match again, to get the chance to even us up. Show people that our past has come full circle and become evened up. Giving these people who love to cheer you and boo me what they want and that's more clashes from us.
Have you had a rival like me before Bailey? I've had some big rivals but never someone I didn't beat in the end. Now I could figure you'd be special, better than the others I've put down before. I ain't fronting on that as being fact. But you need to also give me that, there has NEVER been someone like me in your life. Someone who pushed your buttons, let you lose your cool and I've done it doing what the fuck I do since I came into this business and that's fuck with the mental and break them at the knees. Odin Balfore, Johnny Knuckles, Rico Casteel, Bryan Fury, Kraven, Ryan Wisler, Ted Demon Soul, El Presidente, I can continue for a long time about those in my past but you...You are my future, my present. So everything of me is now once again on you "Promise"...
Crossing the street, he only checks down both sides after he strides into the road. He waits mid street for a car to pass and reaches the other side of the road. He thinks of the chicken and the joke of crossing the road. He smiles as he nods to an older woman slowly moving down the sidewalk. Four blocks he had to walk. In New York, Manhattan..That wasn't all that bad on foot. He had time to think out loud.
Jason Kash: Why did Jason Kash cross the line? With Bailey, with the fans, with everyone who I've ever crossed the line with? Not because of politics because folks know I don't play that damn game. I cross the line because it's who I am. It's the natural environment I grew up around, it's what was taught to me. Do them before they do you wrong. Am I at fault for living up to what was raised in me? Either way I don't care. We have fools running they flaps like Havok now. The guy comes back, puts on a mask, hides who he is cause his ass just got FIRED a few months before that. I laugh as he name drops on me not once but twice like I'm right there to put it to his chin. He knows how shit went down right? You think he remembers Bailey? See Havok has been jealous. From the time I was Tag Champion with Organized Violence. He went and grabbed Sally Talfourd to try and make a "Power Team" then too and what happened? He ran his mouth and failed to live up to the hype he laid out, he buried himself and dug his own grave. He's doing it now..
People left because of me? People I had nothing to do with personally? Please, someone tell this dude the makeup he wore last year poisoned his common sense. Fuck those deserters and their reasons for leaving but TJ? He left because he's the Bigger man, well he had to be cause he could never be the Better man. Just saying..This League is playing catch up, playing Follow the leader and now APW is FILLED with these little Factions. Only difference is that this "League" has members who have YET to be a World Champion in APW as it's members. Many of them have tried and failed. Gooch hasn't come up big YET. So the world is suppose to suddenly BOW? Haha..That's about as believable as Envi and Delikado calling Havok an equal. Haha. Bailey you still listening? That noise is over there. It's not right here in front of us is it? Right here is redemption or the finalization of our rivalry. Do you win and finish it, take the Playoff Series with a landslide or does the comeback award winner, the SHOULD be comeback player of the Year in ME take things and put them at even? Hmmm gonna be fun!!
Turning the corner he stops and across the street is a decent sized building. The billboard sign sitting on top of it reads: "Golden Boy Wrestling School" and the smile that stretches across Kash's face is him FEELING the eyes of Bailey widen. He can vision Bailey with his mouth open as with his eyes. Kash seemingly likes it. He crosses the street, jogging to hurry for cars. Jaywalking is such a petty crime to get busted for so his eyes are open for any Street Pigs.
Stepping to the front of the building, he rips open the door. Kash steps inside and the smell of sweat and the sound of training is immediately heard. A ring setup is where people instantly recognize Juan Ramirez. The trainer of Jair Hopkins and part Trainer of Anthony Bailey. He spots Kash enter the building and exhales deeply. Ramirez walks over, Kash offers a handshake but Ramirez ignores the offer.
Juan Ramirez: What it do Kash? I half expected you to no show..Hoped maybe a better word for it.
Jason Kash: Yeah right! You know damn well you want my money..Where can I get changed?
Handing him the envelope, Kash looks towards the locker rooms as Ramirez opens the envelope and looks at the contents. He almost sighs knowing he needs the money. No need for any more chat between them, Kash knows how Ramirez feels but his loyalty is and has been misguided and abused. As Kash enters the locker room, the scene jumps and seconds later he comes out from it dressed in sweats and a wife beater. Ramirez jogs over to him and pats him to the shoulder as he turns sideways and points to the ring.
Juan Ramirez: Let them finish up right quick and then we'll get to work. I got Dan "The Dragon" Guaravez on hand as well, he'll be useful. You paid for the best right? Heh. Warm up on the bench or on the body bags, I'll call you when we ready.
Before Ramirez can leave, Kash grabs him by the arm to stop him. Ramirez turns back and pulls his arm free. Nodding at Kash to see whats up.
Jason Kash: Let me ask you something. I know Hopkins was here the other day...How often before than did any of them Dying Breed dudes come in here? Hell when was the last time they put any money into this place?
Juan Ramirez: I'm not answering that, I told you nothing to stir up shit man. Kick back on that aight? Get warmed up..
Smiling, Kash watches Ramirez head back to the ring. He liked fucking with Ramirez, a good dude but Kash knew the relationship that they had to have due to Bailey and Hopkins. Heading over to this big ass wall with pictures of various talent trained in the building. People Kash didn't know, some he had seen but couldn't remember the names or and then a few of Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey. He reaches over and pulls a picture off the wall. It's of Ramirez who has a young Bailey and Hopkins on each side of him. A "team" photo. Kash sees himself in the glass covering the picture but he can see the picture as well as his reflection..
Jason Kash: This is just cute! A group photo! I bet this day was special. See Bailey I know Ramirez didn't fully train you. I mean spoiled rich kid like you? Everyone can figure you had some high class training before coming here but this place is your street cred. This building, those men over there, this picture..It all represents who you are right now. Not who you were with Rob or when you were in College. No, no, that guy could never be in here on a Daily basis for any period of time. You probably STILL feel out of place, it's why you haven't been here in such a long time. Ramirez told me, maybe not on camera but he's told me. Where his loyalty to you comes from is so far beyond me. Even the other day when Hopkins was here...
He made it CLEAR to Hopkins why I'm here right now. Foul Play has put more into this place, promoted it more than you have recently. Reaver's been here as well. He was told to not come back but he's been here..Heh. This thing between us Bailey is personal on so many levels because I made it become so. I seen this New Kid on the Block and he had that same Boy Band Swag that just pisses me off because while I'm Foul, you stand in a pool of secrets about who you really are. Me? I'm all open like a book with pop up pictures, you can see who I am from across the street and Bailey...I'm always advancing, growing and battling to be the Best I can be. This match is to tie things up but it also rips me off a ticket to the Show that will crown 2013's BEST. I'm taking the test like a Midterm and I'm already PHD...Pretty High Demand..I'm the Golden Boy now Bailey, you're just a Broken Promise..
Juan Ramirez: Yo' Kash! Come on dude!
Looking over at Ramirez, Kash nods and returns the picture. He looks back into the camera and smiles.
Jason Kash: See? High Demand, people get excited when I'm in the building. See you Sunday Bails!
Jogging towards the ring, Kash raises his arms and yells something straight out of a Rocky movie to set the mood and everyone laughs as the scene fades.
He felt the force of the door slam in his face. Standing in front of Kaylyn J. Evan's home in New York, Jason Kash was put out. He knew he fucked up but there was no reason to argue otherwise. Then the laughter of Reaver brings him back to reality. Time picks up and is again at normal speed after his thoughts, her voice came to him slowly. He nods being a bit disappointed but knowing it is his fault.
Reaver: Hahahahehehe!! You fucked up! Hehehahaha!!
Jason Kash: Yeah...
Knocking his index knuckle against the door softly he turns and walks away. Reliving his mistake was easy, he didn't actually REGRET it but he could have went about it a different way.
Jason Kash: I shouldn't have brought that girl here..That was fucked off on my part.
Reaver: Haha, did you see how quickly she got out the window and down the Fire Escape? Butt naked too? Hahahehehe! Funny shit!
What he did was Foul. Bringing some random chick into KJE's apartment and having sex with her or starting too in KJE's bed when she walked in. He hadn't counted on her coming home early from her workout. He wasn't even technically CHEATING at that very second. Almost and that in a sense sucks as much as getting caught. KJE didn't show too much emotion, at the most she had watery eyes but those cleared and filled with anger quick as hell. Walking still without a shirt on his back, Kash heads down the hallway and gets to the Elevator. Putting on a shirt and grabbing an envelope from his duffel bag, he looks back down the hallway and Reaver snickers as he stands nearby. They luckily came with very little luggage and they both had it with him.
Reaver: I thought she was gonna kill you..I was ready to split! Hahahehe!
Ignoring his partner, knowing Reaver found the whole thing funny as hell. He would as well later most likely but he suddenly realized he needed to know the time. His eyes shoot down at the watch on his wrist.
Jason Kash: Fuck..Yo, do me a solid bro? Grab us some rooms at a Hotel, Motel, whatever. TWO Rooms. You fart at night my homie.
Reaver: Aww no sharing? Hahahahehehe! Yeah I'll get it setup. Where you going?
The answer was in multiple form. He felt more like a dick even saying it after what happened..
Jason Kash: Gonna hit up some Training and then...Heh, I've got a date!
Even through the mask Kash could see Reaver's eyes widen. Laughter of course followed the look but Kash shrugs and smiles.
Jason Kash: Twitter is one HELL of a Dating Service! Chick is FINE! She "Toxic" too!
Kash leaves further down the hallway. Reaver standing shaking his head, surprised but also letting out these quiet little laughs as only a crazy man could. Reaver stays waiting for the elevator as Kash pops open the staircase door and takes the stairs in jumps. As he comes to the the ground level, he steps outside and the sun shine winks his eyes as a hand is held up to block the rays. He sees a cab and hails for one but two just stroll by and you can't see passengers in either cab.
Jason Kash: And they say only Black folks can't hail a cab..Woosh..What I did was fucked up but I mean..I did what neither of us wanted to do. The spark that was just wasn't there anymore. We knew it was a mix between not being around each other, going in different directions and one of us needed to execute. I did the duty. Just the same I look at Asylum Sunday and I think of another Duty I've got to do to the Booty of a Doody named Anthony Bailey. That's No Homo so don't get excited. I know how you are with throwing out Gay Jokes Bailey...I know you watching me right now homie. It's no question I want this match again, to get the chance to even us up. Show people that our past has come full circle and become evened up. Giving these people who love to cheer you and boo me what they want and that's more clashes from us.
Have you had a rival like me before Bailey? I've had some big rivals but never someone I didn't beat in the end. Now I could figure you'd be special, better than the others I've put down before. I ain't fronting on that as being fact. But you need to also give me that, there has NEVER been someone like me in your life. Someone who pushed your buttons, let you lose your cool and I've done it doing what the fuck I do since I came into this business and that's fuck with the mental and break them at the knees. Odin Balfore, Johnny Knuckles, Rico Casteel, Bryan Fury, Kraven, Ryan Wisler, Ted Demon Soul, El Presidente, I can continue for a long time about those in my past but you...You are my future, my present. So everything of me is now once again on you "Promise"...
Crossing the street, he only checks down both sides after he strides into the road. He waits mid street for a car to pass and reaches the other side of the road. He thinks of the chicken and the joke of crossing the road. He smiles as he nods to an older woman slowly moving down the sidewalk. Four blocks he had to walk. In New York, Manhattan..That wasn't all that bad on foot. He had time to think out loud.
Jason Kash: Why did Jason Kash cross the line? With Bailey, with the fans, with everyone who I've ever crossed the line with? Not because of politics because folks know I don't play that damn game. I cross the line because it's who I am. It's the natural environment I grew up around, it's what was taught to me. Do them before they do you wrong. Am I at fault for living up to what was raised in me? Either way I don't care. We have fools running they flaps like Havok now. The guy comes back, puts on a mask, hides who he is cause his ass just got FIRED a few months before that. I laugh as he name drops on me not once but twice like I'm right there to put it to his chin. He knows how shit went down right? You think he remembers Bailey? See Havok has been jealous. From the time I was Tag Champion with Organized Violence. He went and grabbed Sally Talfourd to try and make a "Power Team" then too and what happened? He ran his mouth and failed to live up to the hype he laid out, he buried himself and dug his own grave. He's doing it now..
People left because of me? People I had nothing to do with personally? Please, someone tell this dude the makeup he wore last year poisoned his common sense. Fuck those deserters and their reasons for leaving but TJ? He left because he's the Bigger man, well he had to be cause he could never be the Better man. Just saying..This League is playing catch up, playing Follow the leader and now APW is FILLED with these little Factions. Only difference is that this "League" has members who have YET to be a World Champion in APW as it's members. Many of them have tried and failed. Gooch hasn't come up big YET. So the world is suppose to suddenly BOW? Haha..That's about as believable as Envi and Delikado calling Havok an equal. Haha. Bailey you still listening? That noise is over there. It's not right here in front of us is it? Right here is redemption or the finalization of our rivalry. Do you win and finish it, take the Playoff Series with a landslide or does the comeback award winner, the SHOULD be comeback player of the Year in ME take things and put them at even? Hmmm gonna be fun!!
Turning the corner he stops and across the street is a decent sized building. The billboard sign sitting on top of it reads: "Golden Boy Wrestling School" and the smile that stretches across Kash's face is him FEELING the eyes of Bailey widen. He can vision Bailey with his mouth open as with his eyes. Kash seemingly likes it. He crosses the street, jogging to hurry for cars. Jaywalking is such a petty crime to get busted for so his eyes are open for any Street Pigs.
Stepping to the front of the building, he rips open the door. Kash steps inside and the smell of sweat and the sound of training is immediately heard. A ring setup is where people instantly recognize Juan Ramirez. The trainer of Jair Hopkins and part Trainer of Anthony Bailey. He spots Kash enter the building and exhales deeply. Ramirez walks over, Kash offers a handshake but Ramirez ignores the offer.
Juan Ramirez: What it do Kash? I half expected you to no show..Hoped maybe a better word for it.
Jason Kash: Yeah right! You know damn well you want my money..Where can I get changed?
Handing him the envelope, Kash looks towards the locker rooms as Ramirez opens the envelope and looks at the contents. He almost sighs knowing he needs the money. No need for any more chat between them, Kash knows how Ramirez feels but his loyalty is and has been misguided and abused. As Kash enters the locker room, the scene jumps and seconds later he comes out from it dressed in sweats and a wife beater. Ramirez jogs over to him and pats him to the shoulder as he turns sideways and points to the ring.
Juan Ramirez: Let them finish up right quick and then we'll get to work. I got Dan "The Dragon" Guaravez on hand as well, he'll be useful. You paid for the best right? Heh. Warm up on the bench or on the body bags, I'll call you when we ready.
Before Ramirez can leave, Kash grabs him by the arm to stop him. Ramirez turns back and pulls his arm free. Nodding at Kash to see whats up.
Jason Kash: Let me ask you something. I know Hopkins was here the other day...How often before than did any of them Dying Breed dudes come in here? Hell when was the last time they put any money into this place?
Juan Ramirez: I'm not answering that, I told you nothing to stir up shit man. Kick back on that aight? Get warmed up..
Smiling, Kash watches Ramirez head back to the ring. He liked fucking with Ramirez, a good dude but Kash knew the relationship that they had to have due to Bailey and Hopkins. Heading over to this big ass wall with pictures of various talent trained in the building. People Kash didn't know, some he had seen but couldn't remember the names or and then a few of Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey. He reaches over and pulls a picture off the wall. It's of Ramirez who has a young Bailey and Hopkins on each side of him. A "team" photo. Kash sees himself in the glass covering the picture but he can see the picture as well as his reflection..
Jason Kash: This is just cute! A group photo! I bet this day was special. See Bailey I know Ramirez didn't fully train you. I mean spoiled rich kid like you? Everyone can figure you had some high class training before coming here but this place is your street cred. This building, those men over there, this picture..It all represents who you are right now. Not who you were with Rob or when you were in College. No, no, that guy could never be in here on a Daily basis for any period of time. You probably STILL feel out of place, it's why you haven't been here in such a long time. Ramirez told me, maybe not on camera but he's told me. Where his loyalty to you comes from is so far beyond me. Even the other day when Hopkins was here...
He made it CLEAR to Hopkins why I'm here right now. Foul Play has put more into this place, promoted it more than you have recently. Reaver's been here as well. He was told to not come back but he's been here..Heh. This thing between us Bailey is personal on so many levels because I made it become so. I seen this New Kid on the Block and he had that same Boy Band Swag that just pisses me off because while I'm Foul, you stand in a pool of secrets about who you really are. Me? I'm all open like a book with pop up pictures, you can see who I am from across the street and Bailey...I'm always advancing, growing and battling to be the Best I can be. This match is to tie things up but it also rips me off a ticket to the Show that will crown 2013's BEST. I'm taking the test like a Midterm and I'm already PHD...Pretty High Demand..I'm the Golden Boy now Bailey, you're just a Broken Promise..
Juan Ramirez: Yo' Kash! Come on dude!
Looking over at Ramirez, Kash nods and returns the picture. He looks back into the camera and smiles.
Jason Kash: See? High Demand, people get excited when I'm in the building. See you Sunday Bails!
Jogging towards the ring, Kash raises his arms and yells something straight out of a Rocky movie to set the mood and everyone laughs as the scene fades.
