Post by Jason Cashe on Jul 2, 2011 19:23:12 GMT -4
::Jason Kash::
It's happening...The time has come for the Season of J.A.S.O.N. to begin....
Starting in July things begin to change, unlike any other name the name Jason comes with a hidden message to those who have donned the name. Most have not noticed because their potential might not have been approached. They never lived up to the hype of the weight they carry in this world but for those that do, those "Jasons" find the truth in power behind that name. Jason Kash found his in 2002 when he captured his first Championship, he was against the wall, against the world and yet it seemed like things slowed down around him. He had tapped into something that he hadn't noticed until that very moment.
He has had trouble sleeping his whole life, when he did sleep he sleep harder than most people. His dreams so vivid that he'd wake up swearing he had really experienced the dreams. Running to the kitchen thinking he was about to have Sloppy Joes for dinner when it was morning time. Weird little things at first but as he grew older, seen and experienced more things that life had to offer the dreams became violent. Disturbing at times. He was scared to sleep, didn't want to wake up and feel the realness of the dream to the very core of his mind. You can't change those feelings.
It only happens in the months of July, August, September, October, and November. After that period of the year, the dreams fade away. They begin to smooth out to where he has good dreams, doesn't sleep so hard. On Friday July 1st at 1:22 AM he woke from his sleep covered in sweat. Tears pouring from his eyes, he even pissed the bed. He felt horrible about himself as he cleaned up. He was scared as the 2nd day of July came around, he tried to stay awake....He hated when this time of the year started but loved it all the same.
He stays awake longer periods of time, has more time to focus on his opponents and do more to make himself the very best he can be inside the ring because that and sex are his only releases. Marijuana just helps let his body sleep when he isn't training. So it's really a love/hate situation that he has grown to adapt too. He tries not to see the negatives and keep eye on the positive. He has won his most prized Championships and had his highest pointed Title Reigns in this time of the year. Success that comes with a punishment. Like most things there is always a negative to a positive and this to him was no different.
::Shane Borderland::
Are you awake man?
::Jason Kash::
Yeah man, do I look tired? We need to be on game man, we gots'ta get them Tag Titles! OV on the rise, we bringin back the Tag Division and ain't shit gonna step in our way. Red Shield will shed red blood but that's about it. Gambling Superstars? Pa-LEESE!! Bodacious knows...Gambler can play catch up though, he'll learn to know better after this match man you ready?
As Kash speaks the scene had opened. They are standing at the top of a high skyscrapper building. The wind blowing against their faces but as the words echo, Kash's face comes into view as things seem to focus on him. As he finishes speaking he turns and looks over at his partner to find nothing but space. His peripheral vision catches something moving behind him and as he turns it is a blurred out version of Bobby Bodacious. His face is blurred but the ring gear, the body is the very man Kash had beaten once before. Kash moves and catches Bodacious arms as Bobby Bodacious rushes up and shoves Kash over the edge of the roof.
Kash pulls Bodacious and they both fall off the roof, the sound of the wind that should be there is faded, then it disappears altogether. They traded punches as they sink through the open air, it turns into like a Dragon Ball Z air fight but Kash remembers he isn't a fan of that crap and it pops and Kash is sitting behind the wheel of a car. He looks to his right to see a Stunt Dummy strapped into a roll cage much like he realizes he is. Looking forward he sees other cars coming directly at him from all angles. Full speed, bumping over small potholes in the dirt filled arena where Destruction Derby is taking place. He notices one of the cars having the Red Shield Mafia logo decaled on the side.
With a quick flip of a switch he aims a joystick where the gear shift should be and presses a button. Looking in with no real control he just watches as flashes of fire come from the top of his roof and shoot towards the Red Shield Car and the car explodes. Other cars swerve to move away from the burst of what was the Red Shield car as all the cars come crashing into the car Kash was driving. He jolts violently, feeling the bars sof the roll cage slam against his shoulders and legs but as his eyes open he is strapped tight to a large Roulette Wheel. A man in a flashy Elvis like outfit walks into the room but his voice sounds dead on like Gambler. Kash looks closely and you can sort of make out the blurred face but across the way is Shane Borderland hung upside down over a hole in the floor with sharks swirling around inside. They all have lazer beams attached to their heads and are lifting their heads out the water, trying to take a bit out of Borderland.
::Shane Borderland::
Holy Moley Kashman! We are stuck in a very dastardly situation!!
::Jason Kash::
You won't get away with this Dr. Gamble!!
::Dr. Gamble::
Let's Gamble! Muahahaha!! I will "Walk the line" in front of you and pull that lever. If you stop and are upside down then your partner gets dropped into my pool of Man Eating Sharks with Lasers on their heads! MUahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaah....::Cough:: ahahahaha!!
As "Dr. Gamble" walks the line, Borderland begins to sway as he hangs from ropes. The Shark's lasers are motion sensored and shoot off rapidly, the lasers are more of a shock that a burn laser. Like a high powered taser gun. One of the jolts soar across the room and snag Dr Gamble right in the butt and he leaps off his feet like a cartoon, grabbing his ass, smoke coming from the burns of the volting laser.
As he lands onto his feet, he slips out and falls flat on his face. Kash starts laughing and is suddenly being shaken. His eyes open again and he can hear the ass end of his laughing as his eyes show him the inside of the hotel room in Halifax. He feels dizzy and high as hell like he had smoked himself into a sleep which wasn't what he wanted to do. Shane Borderland shaking him until his eyes adjusted and awoke from his sleep.
::Shane Borderland::
You alright man? I thought you said you wanted to hit the gym some today? If you tired I'll just hit it up myself...
Kash jumps up from the couch and shakes off his dizzy state and wobbles a bit as he heads towards the bathroom. Kash holds up a single finger and his mouth fills with vomit and he rushes to the bathroom. He swings the door shut as he drops to the toilet to find the toilet is clogged with a huge pile of shit and toilet paper. He throws up, water splashing up almost hitting his face but he pulls away after the mouthful of throw up is out of his mouth. The second Borderland's voice is heard from the other side of the door, Kash smells it.
::Shane Borderland::
Ummm....Big Heavy has bubble guts man...He clogged the toilet...
::Jason Kash::
Yeah...I noticed. Give me 10-15 minutes man and I'll be ready to go.
::Shane Borderland::
Alright, I'll be waiting in the car...
With that he was gone. The door to the hotel room opened and shut and Kash started to get up from the toilet. He could feel the aches from his dream, like they really had happened. The feeling of free falling had his stomach turned upside down and being hung upside down didn't really help either even inside the dream. He turns on the foucet and splashes some water onto his face. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Kash starts putting the pieces to his dream together. He always felt the pieces might tell him the meaning behind them, what things were trying to tell him, if anything at all.
::Jason Kash::
It felt so real....(Grabs shoulder) hehe...Dr. Gamble...that guy was so much cooler than the real counter person. Speaking of which, Gambler...One half of the tag team known as "Gambling Superstars"! One man is a Gambling Addict with no recent success in this business and the other is a rich kid with too much money and not enough sense to fill a piggy bank. Regardless of my dreams, why they are happening is simple. The time has come for everyone to experience the Season of J.A.S.O.N. and that experience will be ground breaking because it is in these coming Months where I step up my game.
My focus is on improvement and success and these dreams I have, this sleeping disorder that I have had for years now is just the fuel to that fire of what is to come. When I have these dreams I find anger in knowing they aren't as real as they seem, if Dr. Gamble who is a wacked out version of Gambler was real, a loss would be acceptable but to know that it's this washed up, never really has been that I am in a match against? Well that alone has me focused on not being embarassed by someone who can't ever get the job done.
It's not like you're alone though Gambler...Bodacious gets win here and again but when it comes to gut check matches, tough competition? He falls just as flat and just as hard as you do. It's why your little Tag Team is the perfect combination of Old and Youth. I mean how else is someone like Bodacious going to learn the life lesson that no matter how much you THINK you matter, sometimes in life and in this case career you just don't. Who better to teach him that than you Gambler? You've been in this business how long? How long does it take to get the message that you cannot compete? Cannot achieve in the end means you're just filler. People forget you're even in the match!!
I won't over look you, don't think that but know that if I don't give you any "respect" it's because the respect isn't due to losers and like most your other matches...you can expect the same result....The day you give anyone, including Chris Cyrus a knuckle sandwich is the day time stops, the day that hell is located in the North Pole...The one where Santa is discovered to actually live with Rudolph and the gang of elves...Yeah, in reality you can never kiss the boot to a better competitor and in this match boys...Organized Violence is that, we're just better and we will prove it when the APW Tag Team Championships return to Television and are worn by Shane Borderland and Jason Kash! Ain't a damn thing common about us, we not both Street Thugs, but you can call us Ring Thugs cause we are going to make you feel raped, robbed, and left for dead just because we can...
Like you said though, Anyone can get lucky however luck has nothing to do with this match. This won't be about luck, it'll be about who comes in more prepared for what will go down. Who can survive. This entire business, life itself is about survival and the population is losing their will and skill to survive but Organized Violence hasn't lost it....Nooo! We have it tightly secured, under control and we plan on showcasing it as we counter and shake off anything and everything you or Red Eye Mafia will dish out. Yeah I called them Red Eye Mafia because as sure as I am sexy, there are already rumors of their retirement announcement. Unofficial by all means but if it's true, if they retire then that gives me an open door. See I can seek them out during this match more now than I had planned.
I'm already going to stomp a mud hole into Valentine at Test 4 The Best and now the entire Red Eye can try to catch the last flight out of dodge after we see them inside the ring....Hell, maybe someone can call Tiny Lister to make a return to the ring, give Gambler someone to at least compete with to see who reigns supreme at the bottom of the barrel....All this mentioning of Tiny Lister though, it reminds me to kick Big Heavy in his unseen spots for leaving the toilet like this. His unseen spots being his balls, he so fat, I have my doubts he can see them without a mirror.
Now let's move onto Red Eye Mafia! J.R. Kingston and Young Mannie! I happen to like Young Mannie, the guy is a joy to watch and he smokes weed. Bud Smokers Only right? Well if this was a "Pot Luck" then sure, we'd sit down and share a hookah with Level One who recently got caught with the Red Eye as well...another story, back to topic...Mannie is a good kid, strong future if he wanted it but yet he's stuck partnering with a guy like Kingston and Valentine who are COMPLETE opposites of what he's about. Do either smoke weed, enjoy women even? Haha.
No, in all seriousness I have nothing against Young Mannie, kid's got talent and I'll be more than happy to give him a challenge and see what he's really got. However with his partner, J.R. Kingston? ATTENTION, ATTENTION!! Kingston....Rico Casteel wants his gimmick back! I swear, what is up with you bum fuckers going into MMA only to find out that you have to follow a much stricter guideline of rules? Kingston looks like a moron so I'll break it down for him because I see him seeing an MMA show and thinking: "Gee ughhh...I can throw punches wildly too and take a few as well! Yippie I think I'll done get me intah MMA...Mannie, how ya spell MMA?"
Had to go something like that right? At least Casteel commited murder in his MMA career which to anyone's knowledge has never actually happened and MMA takes pride in knowing such...Regardless, this whole "MMA Background" bullshit is getting tiring, I'm tired of you fuckers not being able to cut it one way or another in that sport so you come here thinking it'll be a cake walk...
NEWS FLASH....You should have opened a Bakery or a Fashion Show because those are the only places Cake and Walking will be had. I will "Sharon Tate" Kaycee Young if I have too in order to win this match, I will prison bitch all of you, you will call me Big Daddy Long Dick in front of the entire Prison which is Asylum and you will do this because that is what fucking dominance does...It owns shit and we will own this match and by the end of the night...We will OWN the APW Tag Team Titles...
The scene fades as Kash leaves the bathroom and the screen fades into a static screen ending.
It's happening...The time has come for the Season of J.A.S.O.N. to begin....
Starting in July things begin to change, unlike any other name the name Jason comes with a hidden message to those who have donned the name. Most have not noticed because their potential might not have been approached. They never lived up to the hype of the weight they carry in this world but for those that do, those "Jasons" find the truth in power behind that name. Jason Kash found his in 2002 when he captured his first Championship, he was against the wall, against the world and yet it seemed like things slowed down around him. He had tapped into something that he hadn't noticed until that very moment.
He has had trouble sleeping his whole life, when he did sleep he sleep harder than most people. His dreams so vivid that he'd wake up swearing he had really experienced the dreams. Running to the kitchen thinking he was about to have Sloppy Joes for dinner when it was morning time. Weird little things at first but as he grew older, seen and experienced more things that life had to offer the dreams became violent. Disturbing at times. He was scared to sleep, didn't want to wake up and feel the realness of the dream to the very core of his mind. You can't change those feelings.
It only happens in the months of July, August, September, October, and November. After that period of the year, the dreams fade away. They begin to smooth out to where he has good dreams, doesn't sleep so hard. On Friday July 1st at 1:22 AM he woke from his sleep covered in sweat. Tears pouring from his eyes, he even pissed the bed. He felt horrible about himself as he cleaned up. He was scared as the 2nd day of July came around, he tried to stay awake....He hated when this time of the year started but loved it all the same.
He stays awake longer periods of time, has more time to focus on his opponents and do more to make himself the very best he can be inside the ring because that and sex are his only releases. Marijuana just helps let his body sleep when he isn't training. So it's really a love/hate situation that he has grown to adapt too. He tries not to see the negatives and keep eye on the positive. He has won his most prized Championships and had his highest pointed Title Reigns in this time of the year. Success that comes with a punishment. Like most things there is always a negative to a positive and this to him was no different.
::Shane Borderland::
Are you awake man?
::Jason Kash::
Yeah man, do I look tired? We need to be on game man, we gots'ta get them Tag Titles! OV on the rise, we bringin back the Tag Division and ain't shit gonna step in our way. Red Shield will shed red blood but that's about it. Gambling Superstars? Pa-LEESE!! Bodacious knows...Gambler can play catch up though, he'll learn to know better after this match man you ready?
As Kash speaks the scene had opened. They are standing at the top of a high skyscrapper building. The wind blowing against their faces but as the words echo, Kash's face comes into view as things seem to focus on him. As he finishes speaking he turns and looks over at his partner to find nothing but space. His peripheral vision catches something moving behind him and as he turns it is a blurred out version of Bobby Bodacious. His face is blurred but the ring gear, the body is the very man Kash had beaten once before. Kash moves and catches Bodacious arms as Bobby Bodacious rushes up and shoves Kash over the edge of the roof.
Kash pulls Bodacious and they both fall off the roof, the sound of the wind that should be there is faded, then it disappears altogether. They traded punches as they sink through the open air, it turns into like a Dragon Ball Z air fight but Kash remembers he isn't a fan of that crap and it pops and Kash is sitting behind the wheel of a car. He looks to his right to see a Stunt Dummy strapped into a roll cage much like he realizes he is. Looking forward he sees other cars coming directly at him from all angles. Full speed, bumping over small potholes in the dirt filled arena where Destruction Derby is taking place. He notices one of the cars having the Red Shield Mafia logo decaled on the side.
With a quick flip of a switch he aims a joystick where the gear shift should be and presses a button. Looking in with no real control he just watches as flashes of fire come from the top of his roof and shoot towards the Red Shield Car and the car explodes. Other cars swerve to move away from the burst of what was the Red Shield car as all the cars come crashing into the car Kash was driving. He jolts violently, feeling the bars sof the roll cage slam against his shoulders and legs but as his eyes open he is strapped tight to a large Roulette Wheel. A man in a flashy Elvis like outfit walks into the room but his voice sounds dead on like Gambler. Kash looks closely and you can sort of make out the blurred face but across the way is Shane Borderland hung upside down over a hole in the floor with sharks swirling around inside. They all have lazer beams attached to their heads and are lifting their heads out the water, trying to take a bit out of Borderland.
::Shane Borderland::
Holy Moley Kashman! We are stuck in a very dastardly situation!!
::Jason Kash::
You won't get away with this Dr. Gamble!!
::Dr. Gamble::
Let's Gamble! Muahahaha!! I will "Walk the line" in front of you and pull that lever. If you stop and are upside down then your partner gets dropped into my pool of Man Eating Sharks with Lasers on their heads! MUahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaah....::Cough:: ahahahaha!!
As "Dr. Gamble" walks the line, Borderland begins to sway as he hangs from ropes. The Shark's lasers are motion sensored and shoot off rapidly, the lasers are more of a shock that a burn laser. Like a high powered taser gun. One of the jolts soar across the room and snag Dr Gamble right in the butt and he leaps off his feet like a cartoon, grabbing his ass, smoke coming from the burns of the volting laser.
As he lands onto his feet, he slips out and falls flat on his face. Kash starts laughing and is suddenly being shaken. His eyes open again and he can hear the ass end of his laughing as his eyes show him the inside of the hotel room in Halifax. He feels dizzy and high as hell like he had smoked himself into a sleep which wasn't what he wanted to do. Shane Borderland shaking him until his eyes adjusted and awoke from his sleep.
::Shane Borderland::
You alright man? I thought you said you wanted to hit the gym some today? If you tired I'll just hit it up myself...
Kash jumps up from the couch and shakes off his dizzy state and wobbles a bit as he heads towards the bathroom. Kash holds up a single finger and his mouth fills with vomit and he rushes to the bathroom. He swings the door shut as he drops to the toilet to find the toilet is clogged with a huge pile of shit and toilet paper. He throws up, water splashing up almost hitting his face but he pulls away after the mouthful of throw up is out of his mouth. The second Borderland's voice is heard from the other side of the door, Kash smells it.
::Shane Borderland::
Ummm....Big Heavy has bubble guts man...He clogged the toilet...
::Jason Kash::
Yeah...I noticed. Give me 10-15 minutes man and I'll be ready to go.
::Shane Borderland::
Alright, I'll be waiting in the car...
With that he was gone. The door to the hotel room opened and shut and Kash started to get up from the toilet. He could feel the aches from his dream, like they really had happened. The feeling of free falling had his stomach turned upside down and being hung upside down didn't really help either even inside the dream. He turns on the foucet and splashes some water onto his face. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Kash starts putting the pieces to his dream together. He always felt the pieces might tell him the meaning behind them, what things were trying to tell him, if anything at all.
::Jason Kash::
It felt so real....(Grabs shoulder) hehe...Dr. Gamble...that guy was so much cooler than the real counter person. Speaking of which, Gambler...One half of the tag team known as "Gambling Superstars"! One man is a Gambling Addict with no recent success in this business and the other is a rich kid with too much money and not enough sense to fill a piggy bank. Regardless of my dreams, why they are happening is simple. The time has come for everyone to experience the Season of J.A.S.O.N. and that experience will be ground breaking because it is in these coming Months where I step up my game.
My focus is on improvement and success and these dreams I have, this sleeping disorder that I have had for years now is just the fuel to that fire of what is to come. When I have these dreams I find anger in knowing they aren't as real as they seem, if Dr. Gamble who is a wacked out version of Gambler was real, a loss would be acceptable but to know that it's this washed up, never really has been that I am in a match against? Well that alone has me focused on not being embarassed by someone who can't ever get the job done.
It's not like you're alone though Gambler...Bodacious gets win here and again but when it comes to gut check matches, tough competition? He falls just as flat and just as hard as you do. It's why your little Tag Team is the perfect combination of Old and Youth. I mean how else is someone like Bodacious going to learn the life lesson that no matter how much you THINK you matter, sometimes in life and in this case career you just don't. Who better to teach him that than you Gambler? You've been in this business how long? How long does it take to get the message that you cannot compete? Cannot achieve in the end means you're just filler. People forget you're even in the match!!
I won't over look you, don't think that but know that if I don't give you any "respect" it's because the respect isn't due to losers and like most your other matches...you can expect the same result....The day you give anyone, including Chris Cyrus a knuckle sandwich is the day time stops, the day that hell is located in the North Pole...The one where Santa is discovered to actually live with Rudolph and the gang of elves...Yeah, in reality you can never kiss the boot to a better competitor and in this match boys...Organized Violence is that, we're just better and we will prove it when the APW Tag Team Championships return to Television and are worn by Shane Borderland and Jason Kash! Ain't a damn thing common about us, we not both Street Thugs, but you can call us Ring Thugs cause we are going to make you feel raped, robbed, and left for dead just because we can...
Like you said though, Anyone can get lucky however luck has nothing to do with this match. This won't be about luck, it'll be about who comes in more prepared for what will go down. Who can survive. This entire business, life itself is about survival and the population is losing their will and skill to survive but Organized Violence hasn't lost it....Nooo! We have it tightly secured, under control and we plan on showcasing it as we counter and shake off anything and everything you or Red Eye Mafia will dish out. Yeah I called them Red Eye Mafia because as sure as I am sexy, there are already rumors of their retirement announcement. Unofficial by all means but if it's true, if they retire then that gives me an open door. See I can seek them out during this match more now than I had planned.
I'm already going to stomp a mud hole into Valentine at Test 4 The Best and now the entire Red Eye can try to catch the last flight out of dodge after we see them inside the ring....Hell, maybe someone can call Tiny Lister to make a return to the ring, give Gambler someone to at least compete with to see who reigns supreme at the bottom of the barrel....All this mentioning of Tiny Lister though, it reminds me to kick Big Heavy in his unseen spots for leaving the toilet like this. His unseen spots being his balls, he so fat, I have my doubts he can see them without a mirror.
Now let's move onto Red Eye Mafia! J.R. Kingston and Young Mannie! I happen to like Young Mannie, the guy is a joy to watch and he smokes weed. Bud Smokers Only right? Well if this was a "Pot Luck" then sure, we'd sit down and share a hookah with Level One who recently got caught with the Red Eye as well...another story, back to topic...Mannie is a good kid, strong future if he wanted it but yet he's stuck partnering with a guy like Kingston and Valentine who are COMPLETE opposites of what he's about. Do either smoke weed, enjoy women even? Haha.
No, in all seriousness I have nothing against Young Mannie, kid's got talent and I'll be more than happy to give him a challenge and see what he's really got. However with his partner, J.R. Kingston? ATTENTION, ATTENTION!! Kingston....Rico Casteel wants his gimmick back! I swear, what is up with you bum fuckers going into MMA only to find out that you have to follow a much stricter guideline of rules? Kingston looks like a moron so I'll break it down for him because I see him seeing an MMA show and thinking: "Gee ughhh...I can throw punches wildly too and take a few as well! Yippie I think I'll done get me intah MMA...Mannie, how ya spell MMA?"
Had to go something like that right? At least Casteel commited murder in his MMA career which to anyone's knowledge has never actually happened and MMA takes pride in knowing such...Regardless, this whole "MMA Background" bullshit is getting tiring, I'm tired of you fuckers not being able to cut it one way or another in that sport so you come here thinking it'll be a cake walk...
NEWS FLASH....You should have opened a Bakery or a Fashion Show because those are the only places Cake and Walking will be had. I will "Sharon Tate" Kaycee Young if I have too in order to win this match, I will prison bitch all of you, you will call me Big Daddy Long Dick in front of the entire Prison which is Asylum and you will do this because that is what fucking dominance does...It owns shit and we will own this match and by the end of the night...We will OWN the APW Tag Team Titles...
The scene fades as Kash leaves the bathroom and the screen fades into a static screen ending.
