Post by Nathaniel Havok on Sept 4, 2013 18:18:40 GMT -4
[The door to Nathaniel’s study flew open. Standing in the doorway, Nathaniel’s new protégé. Dillon Heath was no stranger to the world of professional wrestling. As a matter of fact, his uncle had made a name for himself all around the world.]
Heath: Nathaniel! You’ve GOT to hear what Kash said!
[Not too pressed by the issue, Nathaniel lowers a book from his face, lifting an eyebrow and looking at Dillon.]
Heath: Seriously, you need to check it out!
[Judging by the look on Nathaniel’s face, he still doesn’t see it as an issue. After contemplating, Nathaniel places his book down on his desk, puts his feet down, and sits upright.]
Havok: Dillon, sit down.
[His young protige steps into the room, closing the doors behind him. As he sits on the opposite side of Nathaniel’s desk, Nathaniel turns around in his chair towards the wall. He pours two small glasses of scotch, and places one in front of Dillon.]
Havok: Drink.
[The two men take their shots. Nathaniel taking his in stride, while Dillon winces as the shot goes down his throat.]
Havok: Listen, kid… You want to make it in this business? If you do, you’re going to have to learn that not everything said about you, should be taken to heart.
Dillon: I know, but…
Havok: Jason Kash and I have a storied history with one another. We’ve been down this road before, nothing he says could surprise me! You’re going to have to learn the difference between offensive trash talk, and someone just blowing smoke.
Or in this case, offensive trash talk, and a stoner blowing smoke, that’s eaten too many Zebra Cakes and Twinkies since his absence.
Jason Kash isn’t anything to worry about, kid. I’ve beaten him before, and I’m going to do it again. The only thing Kash could probably beat me in, is an eating contest.
Heath: But he’s dropping weight, he’s training now!
Havok: Obviously, he’s not training hard enough! The guy doesn’t have a leg to stand on in this match. And even if he did, it would probably crumble under his weight.
Truth is Jason Kash is green. He’s green with a little thing that we call envy, and do you want to know why? It’s because since Nathaniel Havok derailed his momentum two Decembers ago, he hasn’t been the same. Jason Kash holds a grudge against me, because I stopped the downhill momentum that he was picking up, and brought his title reign to an unexpected end! Jason Kash wishes he had the mind of Nathaniel Havok, because he NEVER saw it coming! Hell, NOBODY saw it coming.
Jason Kash doesn’t have the mental capacity that I possess, and envious becomes his nature when speaking of Nathaniel Havok. That’s why, like the street talker he is, he goes on hour-long tirades about how he’s going to “beat the breaks off of me”, or whatever it is he says. Like his uneducated street lingo could ever hold any sort of weight. Jason Kash isn’t a wrestler, Jason Kash is a street fighter. Yeah, he can go toe to toe with some of the best. But Jason Kash needs to understand that Jason Kash is what holds Jason Kash back. Not Asylum, not having his heart broken, JUST Jason Kash.
His cocky nature compiled with his ability to Ebonics you to death, has caused a rift between his career and life that can only be repaired if he decides to act like he has a little bit of self-respect. Jason Kash is a fool, and I want you to take note of his career. Whatever you’ve seen of Jason Kash, whatever you know of that slimy, pathetic excuse for a man… I want you to ball it up, and throw it in the garbage, just like Asylum did to him. THEN, I want you to take this note…
Whatever he does, do the exact opposite!
[Nathaniel pauses for a minute. He turns his back to Dillon, pouring two more shots. He places Dillon’s shot in front of him.]
Havok: Drink.
[The two men take their shots. As Nathaniel waits for the burn in his throat to subside, he thinks of what he had already heard Jason Kash say.]
Havok: I already saw the promo, kid. I saw it a few days ago. Like I said earlier, nothing he said could hold any sort of weight. I mean, what does he expect? Does he expect me to stand from my chair, and say…
[Nathaniel stands from his chair, clapping his hands.]
Havok: Bravo! Bravo, Mr. Kash! You seem to have stumbled onto a new set of balls, seeing as how you can’t see your own right now. Trying to convince the world that you’re going to make some kind of miraculous comeback to APW, after being thrown out like garbage!
Is that what he wants? Dillon, he’s trying to get a rise out of me, trying to get into my head.
[Nathaniel slowly sits back down in his chair.]
Havok: Jason Kash really thinks that he’s something special. He sat there trying to defame my career, but in all honesty, I don’t think that he really wants to compare careers with Nathaniel Havok. Think about it, Dillon! Let’s just sit here and compare the last MONTH of our careers! Jason Kash gets fired, his services are no longer needed. I get suspended, contract expires during my suspension, and I’m called on to save Shockwave! Think about it, Dillon! Was Jason Kash called on to save Shockwave? No, he wasn’t. He was called in to fill a roster spot on Overdrive, a show that he’s avoided like the plague since coming to Action Packed Wrestling. Me? I’ve BEEN on Overdrive since coming to Action Packed Wrestling. And for a short time, I ran his show, too! Hell, I ran the company!
So does he really want to sit there and compare careers, talking about my failures and short comings? Truth is, he only does that, because he’s too damn scared to take a risk. Jason Kash spent years ducking and dodging Thursday nights, because he knows the competition is just a little bit more still on MY show! He played the smart career move, played it safe over on Asylum. But now he comes to Overdrive, because he’s FLAT BROKE! Spending too much money on his weed has caught up to him. Paying every prostitute in Houston to buff his pickle has cost him a fortune! And paying off fans to sit in the crowd wearing his gear has made his bank account quite miniscule!
I especially liked his quite liberal comments about my “working for other promotions”. Which again, proves his envy. Mad that unlike all those others who “faked leaving APW”, I actually made the world believe it! I went elsewhere, wrestled for another company! But once again, Jason Kash is just too damn mad that he couldn’t think of anything creative like that! Why? I don’t know, could be a multitude of things. Could be the weed, could be the head trauma. Or, better yet, it could be the fact that when Jason Kash feels threatened in any way, his immediate go-to is to try and flip the situation around, making it look like something that it’s not, much like the liberal piece of trash that he is!
And then, there’s the name calling. Apparently, I’m a shady bitch for doing what I did two years ago. A shady bitch for outsmarting everybody. A shady bitch for kicking his ass and taking the world title. No, no, that’s not it… Nathaniel Havok is considered a shady bitch because he made Jason Kash look like a jackass! He, like the rest of the world, needs to face it… Nathaniel Havok has the best mind in this business. There will never be another, and nobody does it better!
Heath: I’m starting to see a pattern. It seems like all of his issues come from the fact that he’s stupid, and you… You’re pretty much a genius.
Havok: Can’t tell him that, he wouldn’t comprehend it!
Heath: Why aren’t you putting all of this on camera, and telling him that?
Havok: Because I plan on doing my talking in the ring, Thursday night.
[Nathaniel turns and pours two more shots.]
Havok: Drink…
