Post by Jason Cashe on Sept 21, 2011 23:38:47 GMT -4
*It's 1,300 some odd words. Credit me for the 1,000 hehe*
Some beach, somewhere in Hawaii, PROBABLY close to where Kash had gotten high when you last seen him. Kash is standing in a small crowd who are clearly partying late at night on the beach. Bright burning wild fire glowing in the fading light sky. Kash has a blunt in his hand as the music blares through big speakers setup around the crowd. A big Samoan guy with paint on his face has some batons with flames on both sides swirling them around and dancing with the music.
Girls in grass skirts swirling their hips, some rather larger than need be in a grass skirt but others looking mighty good against the glow of the fires and the few lights setup around and about. A handful of the people have a Limbo bar setup and Kash knowing about the upcoming Asylum limbo decides to take part in this one for some practice. He's high, he's wanting to have fun and in his "clouded" state of mind decides he wants to win the Limbo Contest at Asylum. He is standing third in line to get his turn. He inhales on the blunt as the line moves up.
::Jason Kash::
Man...this Seaweed Seducation is fucking me up...Seducation? No, no, it's Seaweed Seduction that's it! Say Borderland, you think you could drive me to the hotel when we done partying, I am wasted...
He turns, looks around but Shane Borderland isn't in sight. He realizes he hasn't seen Borderland in a few days now. Since the last Asylum in fact. His partners new relationship with Jade Jaro might be a reason for the disappearance but he wasn't losing any sleep over it. Especially with this weed he has right now. He laughed as his thoughts played through his head without him even taking any notice to those thoughts. He tried to look over the shoulder of the guy in front of him but the guy was massive. Big fucking Samoan dude and Jason Kash wasn't gonna be standing behind him if this dude fell over backwards trying to Limbo. Kash taps him on the shoulder. The big man turns around glimpsing ever so calmly back at Kash who has a high but angry emotion on his expression.
::Jason Kash::[/u]
Excuse me you big lump of dumb shit. Do you have thigh wide turds when you take a shit? You are a big sum bitch you know that?[/color]
::Large Samoan::[/u]
Whadda say dere brudda?[/color]
The big Samoan Islander turns around, his shoulders cut like Mr. America Body Building Champion but his midsection and lower half is donkey fucking wide and round. Kash takes a step back but with a sudden jolt of action he swings at the Samoan and cracks him in the mouth with his free hand. Still of course holding the blunt in his other. The big Samoan doesn't move an inch, Kash had nothing in his punch due to his clouded state. Kash laughs and holds up a hand pleading with the man. Kash lifts up the blunt and offers it to him. The Samoan looks mad, angry by the cheap shot Kash tried to give but didn't even make his head turn.
The large Samoan pushes Kash and Kash flies back and falls into the next few people in line. Another guy catches Kash and helps him to his feet. Kash pulls in another lung full of the blunt smoke and then flicks the blunt right into the Samoan's face. It hits him dead in the eyes, bursting the red hot cherry all around. The Samoan puts his attention to that as Kash walks out of line and grabs a Tiki Torch and pulls it out of the sand.
Kash wobbles, almost falls but comes back quick as he can and wacks the Samoan in the side of his head. More hot chunks of red heat burst out and the Samoan staggers to the opposite side of where he was hit. A big fight breaks out, Samoans hitting white people and other Main Landers. Kash though is focused on this big Samoan. He stomps down at the side of the Samoan's knee and the big man falls to the sand. As Kash steps towards his downed body, Kash trips over him and tumbles into the sand, landing on his right shoulder. Grimacing in pain from the fall Kash just lays there as the fighting continues all around him. The party being over and a beach brawler taking place was NOT in his plans.
::Jason Kash::[/u]
This is fucked up...I just wanted to win a goddamn limbo contest and...Well I guess I got high! Like that song ya know? These islanders are WAY behind on their music. I thought Borderland was here but I guess he's off playing snake in the hole or brown eye surprise with Jade Jiro. I get it, I GET it...I suppose but Organized Vio-lance is what we about and he's been a a little unorganized as of late ain't he?
Friendly fucker but he lets other people put shit in his head that ought not to be bothering him or us as a Tag Team. I get plenty of bitches! PLENTY! Does it bother my performance any? Do I let my marijuana habit bother my performance in the ring? No...I don't but at Asylum this ain't about anything but Limbo. It's not about "True Bitch" Johnny Brown or "Kingdumb" Rico Casteel, it's about me winning that Limbo contest damnit...[/color]
Kash pushes himself up off the sand and the large Samoan and looks around to see people have stopped fighting. Most have wondered off or just left the scene. Kash notices the Limbo bar is still up and hasn't been touched during the big brawl. He thinks of many reasons to use the limbo bar in a fight, spit lube it up and make someone swallow it or just go Ninja Turtle Donatello on someone's ass. He flops back down over the Samoan and the sand and lets out a long, drawn out breath. He could probably fall asleep even in the most uncomfortable positioning he's in but then he hears a voice that surprises him.
::Large Samoan::[/u]
Could ya please get off of me?[/color]
Kash rolls down the large Samoan's legs and hits the sand full body. He lays there as the big Samoan gets to his feet and brushes himself off. He then looks down at Kash and grabs him by the front of his shirt and with one lift has Kash up to his feet. Kash grins and stumbles from being so high and being lifted so quickly but nods to the Samoan and acts like nothing has been done. Kash tries to walk away but the Samoan grabs his shoulder, more palms his upper back and neck and Kash drops down to his knees from the massive strength of this big bastard.
::Large Samoan::[/u]
You Wrassla Brudda? I am training ta be a Wrassla myself![/color]
::Jason Kash::[/u]
Well god damn man, you've got the strength for it...[/color]
::Large Samoan::[/u]
Oh brudda I can move! I do da dancin real good brudda![/color]
::Jason Kash::[/u]
And you've got one HELLAVA Shoulder Grip on me, potential finisher right there! Could you umm, let me go now so I can get up? I'm high as it is...[/color]
He pulls Kash up to his feet and turns him around. The Samoan has a huge smile on his face, showing all his teeth and gums. A friendly monster of a man that Kash just happened to piss off. Kash turns and looks at the limbo bar and then back at the Samoan. They both are on the same page and the Samoan nods and releases Kash's shoulders. Kash stumbles, wobbles, and even walks up on an ankle to prevent his falling but does reach the Limbo bar.
He holds it with his hands and sees that it's on the 3rd rung from the top. He nods and takes a few steps back and leans back as he progresses forward to limbo. He actually seems like he is going to make it, tilted at the proper angle, balancing himself up ever so nicely but then he falls. His back hits the sand and he just stares up into the clear skies FILLED with stars. The promo fades away as you watch the sky through his own eyes.
Some beach, somewhere in Hawaii, PROBABLY close to where Kash had gotten high when you last seen him. Kash is standing in a small crowd who are clearly partying late at night on the beach. Bright burning wild fire glowing in the fading light sky. Kash has a blunt in his hand as the music blares through big speakers setup around the crowd. A big Samoan guy with paint on his face has some batons with flames on both sides swirling them around and dancing with the music.
Girls in grass skirts swirling their hips, some rather larger than need be in a grass skirt but others looking mighty good against the glow of the fires and the few lights setup around and about. A handful of the people have a Limbo bar setup and Kash knowing about the upcoming Asylum limbo decides to take part in this one for some practice. He's high, he's wanting to have fun and in his "clouded" state of mind decides he wants to win the Limbo Contest at Asylum. He is standing third in line to get his turn. He inhales on the blunt as the line moves up.
::Jason Kash::
Man...this Seaweed Seducation is fucking me up...Seducation? No, no, it's Seaweed Seduction that's it! Say Borderland, you think you could drive me to the hotel when we done partying, I am wasted...
He turns, looks around but Shane Borderland isn't in sight. He realizes he hasn't seen Borderland in a few days now. Since the last Asylum in fact. His partners new relationship with Jade Jaro might be a reason for the disappearance but he wasn't losing any sleep over it. Especially with this weed he has right now. He laughed as his thoughts played through his head without him even taking any notice to those thoughts. He tried to look over the shoulder of the guy in front of him but the guy was massive. Big fucking Samoan dude and Jason Kash wasn't gonna be standing behind him if this dude fell over backwards trying to Limbo. Kash taps him on the shoulder. The big man turns around glimpsing ever so calmly back at Kash who has a high but angry emotion on his expression.
::Jason Kash::[/u]
Excuse me you big lump of dumb shit. Do you have thigh wide turds when you take a shit? You are a big sum bitch you know that?[/color]
::Large Samoan::[/u]
Whadda say dere brudda?[/color]
The big Samoan Islander turns around, his shoulders cut like Mr. America Body Building Champion but his midsection and lower half is donkey fucking wide and round. Kash takes a step back but with a sudden jolt of action he swings at the Samoan and cracks him in the mouth with his free hand. Still of course holding the blunt in his other. The big Samoan doesn't move an inch, Kash had nothing in his punch due to his clouded state. Kash laughs and holds up a hand pleading with the man. Kash lifts up the blunt and offers it to him. The Samoan looks mad, angry by the cheap shot Kash tried to give but didn't even make his head turn.
The large Samoan pushes Kash and Kash flies back and falls into the next few people in line. Another guy catches Kash and helps him to his feet. Kash pulls in another lung full of the blunt smoke and then flicks the blunt right into the Samoan's face. It hits him dead in the eyes, bursting the red hot cherry all around. The Samoan puts his attention to that as Kash walks out of line and grabs a Tiki Torch and pulls it out of the sand.
Kash wobbles, almost falls but comes back quick as he can and wacks the Samoan in the side of his head. More hot chunks of red heat burst out and the Samoan staggers to the opposite side of where he was hit. A big fight breaks out, Samoans hitting white people and other Main Landers. Kash though is focused on this big Samoan. He stomps down at the side of the Samoan's knee and the big man falls to the sand. As Kash steps towards his downed body, Kash trips over him and tumbles into the sand, landing on his right shoulder. Grimacing in pain from the fall Kash just lays there as the fighting continues all around him. The party being over and a beach brawler taking place was NOT in his plans.
::Jason Kash::[/u]
This is fucked up...I just wanted to win a goddamn limbo contest and...Well I guess I got high! Like that song ya know? These islanders are WAY behind on their music. I thought Borderland was here but I guess he's off playing snake in the hole or brown eye surprise with Jade Jiro. I get it, I GET it...I suppose but Organized Vio-lance is what we about and he's been a a little unorganized as of late ain't he?
Friendly fucker but he lets other people put shit in his head that ought not to be bothering him or us as a Tag Team. I get plenty of bitches! PLENTY! Does it bother my performance any? Do I let my marijuana habit bother my performance in the ring? No...I don't but at Asylum this ain't about anything but Limbo. It's not about "True Bitch" Johnny Brown or "Kingdumb" Rico Casteel, it's about me winning that Limbo contest damnit...[/color]
Kash pushes himself up off the sand and the large Samoan and looks around to see people have stopped fighting. Most have wondered off or just left the scene. Kash notices the Limbo bar is still up and hasn't been touched during the big brawl. He thinks of many reasons to use the limbo bar in a fight, spit lube it up and make someone swallow it or just go Ninja Turtle Donatello on someone's ass. He flops back down over the Samoan and the sand and lets out a long, drawn out breath. He could probably fall asleep even in the most uncomfortable positioning he's in but then he hears a voice that surprises him.
::Large Samoan::[/u]
Could ya please get off of me?[/color]
Kash rolls down the large Samoan's legs and hits the sand full body. He lays there as the big Samoan gets to his feet and brushes himself off. He then looks down at Kash and grabs him by the front of his shirt and with one lift has Kash up to his feet. Kash grins and stumbles from being so high and being lifted so quickly but nods to the Samoan and acts like nothing has been done. Kash tries to walk away but the Samoan grabs his shoulder, more palms his upper back and neck and Kash drops down to his knees from the massive strength of this big bastard.
::Large Samoan::[/u]
You Wrassla Brudda? I am training ta be a Wrassla myself![/color]
::Jason Kash::[/u]
Well god damn man, you've got the strength for it...[/color]
::Large Samoan::[/u]
Oh brudda I can move! I do da dancin real good brudda![/color]
::Jason Kash::[/u]
And you've got one HELLAVA Shoulder Grip on me, potential finisher right there! Could you umm, let me go now so I can get up? I'm high as it is...[/color]
He pulls Kash up to his feet and turns him around. The Samoan has a huge smile on his face, showing all his teeth and gums. A friendly monster of a man that Kash just happened to piss off. Kash turns and looks at the limbo bar and then back at the Samoan. They both are on the same page and the Samoan nods and releases Kash's shoulders. Kash stumbles, wobbles, and even walks up on an ankle to prevent his falling but does reach the Limbo bar.
He holds it with his hands and sees that it's on the 3rd rung from the top. He nods and takes a few steps back and leans back as he progresses forward to limbo. He actually seems like he is going to make it, tilted at the proper angle, balancing himself up ever so nicely but then he falls. His back hits the sand and he just stares up into the clear skies FILLED with stars. The promo fades away as you watch the sky through his own eyes.
