Post by Jason Cashe on Jun 21, 2013 23:36:01 GMT -4
Jason Kash: In the past year I've learned so much. I've learned that going into T4TB brings some change as I move forward. Last year I turned on the fans, I wanted to break a Rookie in Anthony Bailey and make him bow to the reign I was having at the time. I was on top of the World with the World Title around my waist. Through the year I fought for selfish reasons, money, success, and over that time I've done alot of people wrong. I've been a bad man but that man now stands here not wanting instant forgiveness for the things I've done. Instead I ask to just watch..
See me as I take Action, as I turn a Bad Addiction into something positive. In the past year I've felt pain, humility, and loss. How long has it been since I've even fought for a Title? But where I've failed myself, I've promoted, I've pushed my crew. Those around me have risen in the eyes of man regardless if they're cheered or booed, winning or losing. Michael Lively, you have promoted you alone. It was ME going around howling out Foul Play like it was the hottest thing on the market. I believed that, I still believe that but even without you. Even without your "Leadership" we will rise.
Our Hands Will Rise. Not yours..
Getting back to Houston felt good, not since before the Foreign Tour APW had has he been back to Houston. Now the heat was climbing in the City, in the State but he was glad to be home. He was worried his ex wife would take shit to sell, thinking he'd forget but he hadn't noticed anything out of place. On his kitchen table was a pile of mail and a Box. He knew the contents of the box and knew where it came from.
Jason Kash: KnoxVILLE...Talk about Peer Pressure..
Into the room behind him comes Reaver with the Chimpanzee named "Spank" sitting up on Reaver's shoulder. He looks at the table and questions Kash.
Reaver: What about Knox? Hey...HAHAHEHEHE!! WHAT'S IN THE BOX!?!
Jason Kash: You keep yelling in this motherfucker and I'ma put you in a box. This is something KnoxVILLE sent me before I went on tour. Some of that GOOD!
Reaver takes a seat at the table and "Spank" climbs on the surface and steps to the package. He lifts it up and turns to Jason and tries to hand it up to him. Kash smiles and takes the package, he takes a quarter out his pocket and flicks it to the monkey. He hurries after the shinny object and lifts it like he just won a Gold Medal in the Olympics. Kash reaches over and scratches "Spank" in the belly and the little monkey raises his arms to not get in Kash's way of giving him some love.
Pulling a chair out from the table, Kash tears open the package covered in masking tape. He just knows KnoxVILLE did that shit on purpose too. Always the smart ass he was in the past, a Bike Gang isn't going to change that. He knew KnoxVILLE more than he knew Reaver, longer even. Reaver's been around more but he was friends with KnoxVILLE first. As much as he hated that sometimes, he couldn't deny it as true. Reaver was just more reliable to be there.
Jason Kash: Good Damn! I can smell this already, gonna be some good ass weed.
Reaver: Are you going to smoke now cause Spank shouldn't be around it. PETA would be all over that..
Moving the box from the table, Reaver was right. Plus he already decided to put some aside for personal use and sell the rest. Spread the love to the tokers in Houston who get stuck with all that GARBAGE they get on the streets. He will make a kill with this stuff KnoxVILLE sent him. All that wasn't important though, he was more concerned with the plans before them. The things they were building towards now without Lively in the blueprint.
Jason Kash: You know...My ribs is killing me man. Shit just hurts breathing in, like I can feel it messing with my lungs already. I'm asking for some pain going into this match with Lively..
Reaver: You did fall off an Arena. HAHAHEHE! You gonna be able to get 100% before the match?
Jason Kash: Probably not. Doesn't matter though, I'm taking Foul Play back for us...Speaking of which..I got something for you..
Up from the table, Kash hurries out of the scene. Reaver slap boxes with "Spank" some, getting the Chimpanzee in the fight mood it's cute how he has picked up the teaching of a true boxer and bobs and weaves a bit before leaps at Reaver and slaps him across the face. Soon Kash comes back into the picture and he's wearing a nice Varsity Jacket, one also held up in his hands to show Reaver..
Reaver pops up from his chair with a smile behind his mask. He steps over to Kash and takes the jacket. His like Kash's has a "C" for Captain stitched to it.
Jason Kash: We got some new Hoodies too but I figured this was the best to show you first. Got them made a few weeks back but haven't been home to collect them. I guess I'll keep the other one in case this one gets stolen or something.
Reaver: These are sick man! Haha..hehe..Very nice!
As Reaver whips his behind his back and slips his arms inside the sleeves, he adjusts it and nods, liking the way it feels. Kash takes his seat and rubs the FP stitching on the jacket.
Jason Kash: Got some more being made for the fans but those don't come with the Captain logos. Just you and I rock those man. We take Foul Play and we build it in our image...I'm going to take a pill that these doctors gave me and try to catch some sleep. Keep it down out here alright?
Reaver: Yeah, yeah! We should get Spank a little jacket like ours! He's part of the team now, in our Crew! Hey..Hey..you get one for Kay?
On his way through the living room, heading to his bedroom Kash stops and turns around. The question wasn't surprising, most "Varisty" jackets are given to girlfriends but KJE wasn't his girlfriend..At least not currently.
Jason Kash: If she wanted one, she could have asked for OUR help instead of going to find Level One. She made her decision, I love that woman but...I can't fight for someone who doesn't want me to fight for her. I'll see you later..
He turns back towards his room and heads through the doorway. Swinging the door shut behind him, Kash removes the Foul Play Jacket and tosses it on the bed. Pulling off his shirt slowly, he aches from the rib section. Limping to the clothes hamper, he throws the shirt in the hamper as his voice becomes heard.
Jason Kash: I fight for mine. For what I want, what I love, what I have loyalty too. So being told I can't fight for that? It bothers me. Makes me feel not wanted. Maybe that is my fault. I take the knocks that come with my failures. I've lost it, I've slowed down or I can't keep up with the big names anymore. I have to live with that if it's the case but I'll be damned if I sit back and just allow it to happen without a fight. You though? You'd rather throw fits, be mad because Level One contacted ME and not you when he needed a way into the Asylum show. You threw a fit when NBK called ME the leader of this group but it shouldn't have surprised you. You sit and try to be this be all, end all athlete, this..."Wrestling Jesus" but you've never been about anyone but yourself. You keep Sabur around because he's a dumb bastard who needs guidance. He's your Disciple and let me catch him at ringside, backstage, out on the street before the show..I'm catching him to the head with a tire iron.
CHICKEN SHIT MOTHER FUCKERS!
You think you can have big Albino attack me from behind and you throw TRASH ON ME? That works for you does it? So when I have you begging, pleading me come Test for the Best, should I show you remorse or should the cheers, the calls of the fans screaming for me to break your face be what fades out your plea? I'm going to fuck you up Lively! Loyalty is key to having friends in this business, most friends over time fight but you were never a friend. You were a piece of a puzzle that now no longer includes you outside of a target we will do everything in our power to remove. See I knew back when you were the North American Champion, you know right after your Return to APW. You came to Asylum and taunted me, teased at me wondering if I was prepared. If I could do what was needed to be Grand as I earned the right to be called.
After removing his house slippers and his shorts, he stands in the room wearing nothing but some boxer briefs that hug his body. He scratches his lower stomach before climbing onto his King Size Bed and getting under the multiple sheets he uses to cover up with. Continuing with what he was saying after he lays onto his back with his hands propped up behind his head.
Jason Kash: I knew then Lively, that you and I would be in this very moment. I knew then that I would put my hands on you, light you the fuck up with lefts and rights, kicks and slams, I'm going to drop you on your head. I'm going to hurt you. Not just because the people would enjoy it, not just because you turned on me, turned on Foul Play..
You will be my Sacrifice.
When Jesus was charged, he took his licks, he didn't fight back. He gave himself for the Sins of Man. He became the sacrificial lamb and you can be that too Lively! While I'm whooping that ass the people will hail to the heavens, scream until they're speaking in tongues and I will strap you down, hammer you into the canvas and GIVE the people their sacrifice for my Sins. The things I've done, you become the lamb of my forgiveness Lively.
The beginning of something better. A new direction, a new journey in my life, my career. You get to be the tool that opens that first door. Actually I'd give that credit to Anthony Bailey and then Kaylyn J. Evans, so once again you become the third most SEEN member of a situation. Kind of like when I became the 2nd World Title Grand Slam Champion, you HATED that, you wanted this then. You wanted to fight me but had only returned and guess what? I was looking at bigger things but now I'm looking RIGHT at you! I see you clearly, your message was sent and delivered. Now I give you my message, my moment of the year comes not in finally beating Bailey but putting my foot through your chest plate.
I'm fighting for MY fans, for Foul Play but most of all..My Redemption!
This is a fill to my prescription I didn't expect but the chill of your defeat will fill my veins like the sweetest drug. I will cherish the high, feel it in my blood as it gives me a head change and gives me that Cloud Nine feeling. You'll give me that Lively and in that moment you will also feel a sadness creep over you. That's when you'll realize that I beat you, that this New Grand brings a bigger value to the Achievement than you have. When they write your story in later years, it will showcase wins, titles, reigns, best of matches and promos but that story will END with My Hand Raised and your retirement, your last appearance sealed.
Adjusting to better get comfortable with his ribs, he rolls onto his left side and faces the closet. The camera moves around the bed to get a frontal view of Kash as he goes back into his point.
Jason Kash: I've had a lot of changes while I sat up in that Hospital after last Asylum. I couldn't feel my leg, I didn't know if I could even HAVE a career going forward but I'm here, I'm fighting it like the stubborn MULE that I have always been. I know I am coming into this hurt, ribs cracked and broken. That matters little to me, nothing would prevent me from stepping in the ring with you. In truth, Jair Hopkins did me a favor removing me from Test for the Best because I'd have dropped out to whoop your ass instead.
I wanted Test for the Best, I wanted my shot at claiming that accolade but now you will become that accolade I seek. The thing I want to accomplish and you will be that. My championship match, my tournament finals...This has been in the works and I will fight to very last gasp of breath I have to make sure I give you a shot of humility. Foul Play moves on without you buddy, we'll be fine..You wasn't guiding shit anyways but the direction to a dead end. We revive this crew off your defeat..This is my scripture..
You will see, you will FEEL Fouled after Test...Amen..
His eyes simply close as the scene begins to fade and falls into a black screen ending.
See me as I take Action, as I turn a Bad Addiction into something positive. In the past year I've felt pain, humility, and loss. How long has it been since I've even fought for a Title? But where I've failed myself, I've promoted, I've pushed my crew. Those around me have risen in the eyes of man regardless if they're cheered or booed, winning or losing. Michael Lively, you have promoted you alone. It was ME going around howling out Foul Play like it was the hottest thing on the market. I believed that, I still believe that but even without you. Even without your "Leadership" we will rise.
Our Hands Will Rise. Not yours..
Getting back to Houston felt good, not since before the Foreign Tour APW had has he been back to Houston. Now the heat was climbing in the City, in the State but he was glad to be home. He was worried his ex wife would take shit to sell, thinking he'd forget but he hadn't noticed anything out of place. On his kitchen table was a pile of mail and a Box. He knew the contents of the box and knew where it came from.
Jason Kash: KnoxVILLE...Talk about Peer Pressure..
Into the room behind him comes Reaver with the Chimpanzee named "Spank" sitting up on Reaver's shoulder. He looks at the table and questions Kash.
Reaver: What about Knox? Hey...HAHAHEHEHE!! WHAT'S IN THE BOX!?!
Jason Kash: You keep yelling in this motherfucker and I'ma put you in a box. This is something KnoxVILLE sent me before I went on tour. Some of that GOOD!
Reaver takes a seat at the table and "Spank" climbs on the surface and steps to the package. He lifts it up and turns to Jason and tries to hand it up to him. Kash smiles and takes the package, he takes a quarter out his pocket and flicks it to the monkey. He hurries after the shinny object and lifts it like he just won a Gold Medal in the Olympics. Kash reaches over and scratches "Spank" in the belly and the little monkey raises his arms to not get in Kash's way of giving him some love.
Pulling a chair out from the table, Kash tears open the package covered in masking tape. He just knows KnoxVILLE did that shit on purpose too. Always the smart ass he was in the past, a Bike Gang isn't going to change that. He knew KnoxVILLE more than he knew Reaver, longer even. Reaver's been around more but he was friends with KnoxVILLE first. As much as he hated that sometimes, he couldn't deny it as true. Reaver was just more reliable to be there.
Jason Kash: Good Damn! I can smell this already, gonna be some good ass weed.
Reaver: Are you going to smoke now cause Spank shouldn't be around it. PETA would be all over that..
Moving the box from the table, Reaver was right. Plus he already decided to put some aside for personal use and sell the rest. Spread the love to the tokers in Houston who get stuck with all that GARBAGE they get on the streets. He will make a kill with this stuff KnoxVILLE sent him. All that wasn't important though, he was more concerned with the plans before them. The things they were building towards now without Lively in the blueprint.
Jason Kash: You know...My ribs is killing me man. Shit just hurts breathing in, like I can feel it messing with my lungs already. I'm asking for some pain going into this match with Lively..
Reaver: You did fall off an Arena. HAHAHEHE! You gonna be able to get 100% before the match?
Jason Kash: Probably not. Doesn't matter though, I'm taking Foul Play back for us...Speaking of which..I got something for you..
Up from the table, Kash hurries out of the scene. Reaver slap boxes with "Spank" some, getting the Chimpanzee in the fight mood it's cute how he has picked up the teaching of a true boxer and bobs and weaves a bit before leaps at Reaver and slaps him across the face. Soon Kash comes back into the picture and he's wearing a nice Varsity Jacket, one also held up in his hands to show Reaver..
Reaver pops up from his chair with a smile behind his mask. He steps over to Kash and takes the jacket. His like Kash's has a "C" for Captain stitched to it.
Jason Kash: We got some new Hoodies too but I figured this was the best to show you first. Got them made a few weeks back but haven't been home to collect them. I guess I'll keep the other one in case this one gets stolen or something.
Reaver: These are sick man! Haha..hehe..Very nice!
As Reaver whips his behind his back and slips his arms inside the sleeves, he adjusts it and nods, liking the way it feels. Kash takes his seat and rubs the FP stitching on the jacket.
Jason Kash: Got some more being made for the fans but those don't come with the Captain logos. Just you and I rock those man. We take Foul Play and we build it in our image...I'm going to take a pill that these doctors gave me and try to catch some sleep. Keep it down out here alright?
Reaver: Yeah, yeah! We should get Spank a little jacket like ours! He's part of the team now, in our Crew! Hey..Hey..you get one for Kay?
On his way through the living room, heading to his bedroom Kash stops and turns around. The question wasn't surprising, most "Varisty" jackets are given to girlfriends but KJE wasn't his girlfriend..At least not currently.
Jason Kash: If she wanted one, she could have asked for OUR help instead of going to find Level One. She made her decision, I love that woman but...I can't fight for someone who doesn't want me to fight for her. I'll see you later..
He turns back towards his room and heads through the doorway. Swinging the door shut behind him, Kash removes the Foul Play Jacket and tosses it on the bed. Pulling off his shirt slowly, he aches from the rib section. Limping to the clothes hamper, he throws the shirt in the hamper as his voice becomes heard.
Jason Kash: I fight for mine. For what I want, what I love, what I have loyalty too. So being told I can't fight for that? It bothers me. Makes me feel not wanted. Maybe that is my fault. I take the knocks that come with my failures. I've lost it, I've slowed down or I can't keep up with the big names anymore. I have to live with that if it's the case but I'll be damned if I sit back and just allow it to happen without a fight. You though? You'd rather throw fits, be mad because Level One contacted ME and not you when he needed a way into the Asylum show. You threw a fit when NBK called ME the leader of this group but it shouldn't have surprised you. You sit and try to be this be all, end all athlete, this..."Wrestling Jesus" but you've never been about anyone but yourself. You keep Sabur around because he's a dumb bastard who needs guidance. He's your Disciple and let me catch him at ringside, backstage, out on the street before the show..I'm catching him to the head with a tire iron.
CHICKEN SHIT MOTHER FUCKERS!
You think you can have big Albino attack me from behind and you throw TRASH ON ME? That works for you does it? So when I have you begging, pleading me come Test for the Best, should I show you remorse or should the cheers, the calls of the fans screaming for me to break your face be what fades out your plea? I'm going to fuck you up Lively! Loyalty is key to having friends in this business, most friends over time fight but you were never a friend. You were a piece of a puzzle that now no longer includes you outside of a target we will do everything in our power to remove. See I knew back when you were the North American Champion, you know right after your Return to APW. You came to Asylum and taunted me, teased at me wondering if I was prepared. If I could do what was needed to be Grand as I earned the right to be called.
After removing his house slippers and his shorts, he stands in the room wearing nothing but some boxer briefs that hug his body. He scratches his lower stomach before climbing onto his King Size Bed and getting under the multiple sheets he uses to cover up with. Continuing with what he was saying after he lays onto his back with his hands propped up behind his head.
Jason Kash: I knew then Lively, that you and I would be in this very moment. I knew then that I would put my hands on you, light you the fuck up with lefts and rights, kicks and slams, I'm going to drop you on your head. I'm going to hurt you. Not just because the people would enjoy it, not just because you turned on me, turned on Foul Play..
You will be my Sacrifice.
When Jesus was charged, he took his licks, he didn't fight back. He gave himself for the Sins of Man. He became the sacrificial lamb and you can be that too Lively! While I'm whooping that ass the people will hail to the heavens, scream until they're speaking in tongues and I will strap you down, hammer you into the canvas and GIVE the people their sacrifice for my Sins. The things I've done, you become the lamb of my forgiveness Lively.
The beginning of something better. A new direction, a new journey in my life, my career. You get to be the tool that opens that first door. Actually I'd give that credit to Anthony Bailey and then Kaylyn J. Evans, so once again you become the third most SEEN member of a situation. Kind of like when I became the 2nd World Title Grand Slam Champion, you HATED that, you wanted this then. You wanted to fight me but had only returned and guess what? I was looking at bigger things but now I'm looking RIGHT at you! I see you clearly, your message was sent and delivered. Now I give you my message, my moment of the year comes not in finally beating Bailey but putting my foot through your chest plate.
I'm fighting for MY fans, for Foul Play but most of all..My Redemption!
This is a fill to my prescription I didn't expect but the chill of your defeat will fill my veins like the sweetest drug. I will cherish the high, feel it in my blood as it gives me a head change and gives me that Cloud Nine feeling. You'll give me that Lively and in that moment you will also feel a sadness creep over you. That's when you'll realize that I beat you, that this New Grand brings a bigger value to the Achievement than you have. When they write your story in later years, it will showcase wins, titles, reigns, best of matches and promos but that story will END with My Hand Raised and your retirement, your last appearance sealed.
Adjusting to better get comfortable with his ribs, he rolls onto his left side and faces the closet. The camera moves around the bed to get a frontal view of Kash as he goes back into his point.
Jason Kash: I've had a lot of changes while I sat up in that Hospital after last Asylum. I couldn't feel my leg, I didn't know if I could even HAVE a career going forward but I'm here, I'm fighting it like the stubborn MULE that I have always been. I know I am coming into this hurt, ribs cracked and broken. That matters little to me, nothing would prevent me from stepping in the ring with you. In truth, Jair Hopkins did me a favor removing me from Test for the Best because I'd have dropped out to whoop your ass instead.
I wanted Test for the Best, I wanted my shot at claiming that accolade but now you will become that accolade I seek. The thing I want to accomplish and you will be that. My championship match, my tournament finals...This has been in the works and I will fight to very last gasp of breath I have to make sure I give you a shot of humility. Foul Play moves on without you buddy, we'll be fine..You wasn't guiding shit anyways but the direction to a dead end. We revive this crew off your defeat..This is my scripture..
You will see, you will FEEL Fouled after Test...Amen..
His eyes simply close as the scene begins to fade and falls into a black screen ending.
