Post by Jason Cashe on Dec 28, 2011 23:42:00 GMT -4
"Why am I even training this hard? It's Adam Young..."
On the floor of his basement is Jason Kash. At his home in Houston, TX he is working out, preparing for his upcoming match against Adam Young. Doing more work than he thinks is needed to compete and dominate the one called "The One". With him is Adora Bailey, his Manger/Girlfriend who is overseeing his workout and counting his reps. On his back, he is doing situps. Not your typical Situps because at his feet is Adora Bailey who has a Blunt in her hand. Each time he comes up with a situp, he takes an inhale of the blunt. Like earning a puff on the blunt with each rep of this workout.
::Adora Bailey::
This isn't hard training. You refused real training, you wanted to try and do a promo before you nutted while Masterbating...
::Jason Kash::
HAHAHAHA!! That was more of a joke, why do I need to Masterbate with you around?
::Adora Bailey::
Because when you assume something, you only end up looking like an ass. Why are you stopping?
This isn't hard training. You refused real training, you wanted to try and do a promo before you nutted while Masterbating...
::Jason Kash::
HAHAHAHA!! That was more of a joke, why do I need to Masterbate with you around?
::Adora Bailey::
Because when you assume something, you only end up looking like an ass. Why are you stopping?
Kash lays back, stops doing the situps. He lets his hands come behind his head like a pillow and stares up at the ceiling. Adora moves over to his side and kneels down, placing the blunt into his mouth. She goes and sits down on the couch, Kash never takes his eyes off the ceiling. Off into the stars, gazing into space as the term goes. His thoughts blinding his vision as his mind rambles to itself. Adora begins watching The Steve Wilkos show and laughing at something Steve said. He can see the ceiling, hear the voices from the television but his thoughts are elsewhere and everything else is blurred. Even in this blank gaze, his body knows to inhale smoke from the blunt's end. Like an automatic response, something he barely notices but does.
What breaks his gaze, his deep stare into his own thoughts was a thud coming from upstairs in his House. No way did Adora get up and go upstairs without him noticing. His eyes dart up to the couch and his Manager is nowhere to be found. He gets up from the floor, the blunt is completely out and pretty much in "Roach" form but still sits in between his lips. He pulls it from his mouth and tosses it onto the coffee table before heading up the stairs. Taking two stairs with each stride, he opens the door connecting the basement to the house and enters the Living Room. Adora is sitting on the couch taking a sip of some soda in a cup full of ice. She raises her eyebrow at Kash as she swallows the mouthful of liquids.
::Adora Bailey::
Did you get burned by the blunt? It's what you deserve falling asleep with a blunt in your mouth..
::Jason Kash::
Ugh...I'll be in the basement I guess, call me when you're ready to play hotdog in bun!
Did you get burned by the blunt? It's what you deserve falling asleep with a blunt in your mouth..
::Jason Kash::
Ugh...I'll be in the basement I guess, call me when you're ready to play hotdog in bun!
Back down the stairs, back to the depths of his personal space. The Championships from his past, the Promotional Posters from Events he headlined. The flat screen for his Video Games hanging on the wall secure both top and bottom of the screen. This was his Man Cave. He opens a small frig at the corner of the room and it's filled with shelf after shelf of bags with Marijuana in them. Different strains of weed, different side effects and healing components. He takes out a bag and shuts the door, making sure the lock clicks shuts.
::Jason Kash::
I was thinking about something the other day after watching Adam Young's promo. I find it funny he should call me a Black Eye in Professional Wrestling. I remember a time when Adam Young and his partner called themselves the Greatest Tag Team EVER! They talked about beating up the Freebirds and other old, out of shape Tag Teams of the Golden Era of this business. They never beat anyone modern day and actually in the business currently and stupid videos and music playing was a big portion of their promos.
This NIGHTMARE that he pronounces ever so funny will not be my life but your reality Young. Do you realize the trouble you get yourself into or is it all really that big of a surprise? This isn't going to be a competition anymore than arm wrestling with a midget would be for Rico Casteel's Roided up Ass. You think you're a Natural at getting people to hate you? No, you're a Natural at nothing but losing and your career record shows that.
How many matches have you won in APW overall? How about dumb moments like saying Overdrive competes in a Bingo Hall? You are a Natural at failure and that is something that gets under people's skin. They wonder why you even bother, it annoys them to see you everytime you're booked. You brought up something though that did make me think. You have been under my skin, with your little Razor blade. I've also got this scar on my knuckles from when I busted my shit on this buck tooth kid's mouth. I've got a scar on my forehead from when I got hit with a baseball bat.
I have scars but those scars much like the one you gave me only showcases the victories I've had. The shit I've beaten and defeated on the streets growing up or inside that ring. So bring you blade, fuck what APW Management tells you if that is the case. Bring it because when it's all said and done I'll Dash, Gash, and Stash your Ass in a Ditch alongside the fucking Highway...Or at least that is how you will feel when this match is over.
I was thinking about something the other day after watching Adam Young's promo. I find it funny he should call me a Black Eye in Professional Wrestling. I remember a time when Adam Young and his partner called themselves the Greatest Tag Team EVER! They talked about beating up the Freebirds and other old, out of shape Tag Teams of the Golden Era of this business. They never beat anyone modern day and actually in the business currently and stupid videos and music playing was a big portion of their promos.
This NIGHTMARE that he pronounces ever so funny will not be my life but your reality Young. Do you realize the trouble you get yourself into or is it all really that big of a surprise? This isn't going to be a competition anymore than arm wrestling with a midget would be for Rico Casteel's Roided up Ass. You think you're a Natural at getting people to hate you? No, you're a Natural at nothing but losing and your career record shows that.
How many matches have you won in APW overall? How about dumb moments like saying Overdrive competes in a Bingo Hall? You are a Natural at failure and that is something that gets under people's skin. They wonder why you even bother, it annoys them to see you everytime you're booked. You brought up something though that did make me think. You have been under my skin, with your little Razor blade. I've also got this scar on my knuckles from when I busted my shit on this buck tooth kid's mouth. I've got a scar on my forehead from when I got hit with a baseball bat.
I have scars but those scars much like the one you gave me only showcases the victories I've had. The shit I've beaten and defeated on the streets growing up or inside that ring. So bring you blade, fuck what APW Management tells you if that is the case. Bring it because when it's all said and done I'll Dash, Gash, and Stash your Ass in a Ditch alongside the fucking Highway...Or at least that is how you will feel when this match is over.
A perfectly rolled joint sits between his index finger and thumb. He twirls it in his fingers and feels how smoothly it was rolled. He has always had a way with rolling perfect joints. No clumps, looks like a Camel Wide cigarette without the filter. The spark of flame comes from the zippo in his other hand and burns the tip, small puffs of smoke glide up off it as it lights. With his exhale of the first lung full of smoke, words slip out in a matching smoothness like the rolled up in his grip.
::Jason Kash::
My Sins? I've never been one to hide who I am on a given day. I smoke weed, I've sold drugs, I've also ended careers. I didn't get into this business to worry about sins and you shouldn't speak about what you know nothing of. You want to speak gospel? Here is a verse I remember growing up with Religion all around me. This is the one thing that I remember as being useful to my surrounding. Matthew 11:12 says:
"And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffers violence, and violent men take it by force".
::Jason Kash::
I am a man of Violence Adam. I use those tools throughout my entire life and have taken what I needed, wanted by the violent nature of my skills. The heaven that is spoken of is that in which I find most important. What makes me happy, what gives me that heavenly feel and right now that feeling is being the APW World Heavyweight Champion. You are not good enough to take that away from me and Havok isn't good enough or man enough to keep me from retaining it.
Reginald and Jeff have never once seen you as anything more than a lower carded opener. HENCE why you're always thrown in Battle Royals while other Rookies are put in them and then move on and you remain there. You aren't important and right now I admit, I'm making you so. Wasting my breath of verbally fucking you up and speaking volume after volume of truth. You know why Management gave you this match? Not because you played games or mind fucked anyone cause you can barely fuck females from what I've heard.
The reason you got this match is because they got tired of hearing your plea for it to be put together. Your homeless like begging every time you hit them with text messages and I seen a few of them. Don't try to play like you on a bigger come up than you've actually had. You ain't doing nothing but losing like a brawler from Brooklyn but less famous for it. Truth and Justified by the guy who knows you more than anyone else on this roster.
(Yawn) I'm getting tired of hitting you up, this too easy, you making this easier than Knuckles back in the day when he was trying to beat me. I beat him down throughout an entire year and now he's back and he'd own your ass so what you think I'mma do to ya Young? You can't compete with Mr. Dangerous but you should go try to accomplish that before you come talking big game like you a big game hunter looking at a 10 point buck. Buck wins and you get shot in the thigh by your own trigger finger! That's how stupid you are and how much of a chance you have at winning this match. You know what? Shut off the cameras...This is pointless, to him he has a chance and me saying otherwise, pointing out the truths of this doesn't get to the brain. He's a waste of time point blank...Moving on...
My Sins? I've never been one to hide who I am on a given day. I smoke weed, I've sold drugs, I've also ended careers. I didn't get into this business to worry about sins and you shouldn't speak about what you know nothing of. You want to speak gospel? Here is a verse I remember growing up with Religion all around me. This is the one thing that I remember as being useful to my surrounding. Matthew 11:12 says:
"And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffers violence, and violent men take it by force".
::Jason Kash::
I am a man of Violence Adam. I use those tools throughout my entire life and have taken what I needed, wanted by the violent nature of my skills. The heaven that is spoken of is that in which I find most important. What makes me happy, what gives me that heavenly feel and right now that feeling is being the APW World Heavyweight Champion. You are not good enough to take that away from me and Havok isn't good enough or man enough to keep me from retaining it.
Reginald and Jeff have never once seen you as anything more than a lower carded opener. HENCE why you're always thrown in Battle Royals while other Rookies are put in them and then move on and you remain there. You aren't important and right now I admit, I'm making you so. Wasting my breath of verbally fucking you up and speaking volume after volume of truth. You know why Management gave you this match? Not because you played games or mind fucked anyone cause you can barely fuck females from what I've heard.
The reason you got this match is because they got tired of hearing your plea for it to be put together. Your homeless like begging every time you hit them with text messages and I seen a few of them. Don't try to play like you on a bigger come up than you've actually had. You ain't doing nothing but losing like a brawler from Brooklyn but less famous for it. Truth and Justified by the guy who knows you more than anyone else on this roster.
(Yawn) I'm getting tired of hitting you up, this too easy, you making this easier than Knuckles back in the day when he was trying to beat me. I beat him down throughout an entire year and now he's back and he'd own your ass so what you think I'mma do to ya Young? You can't compete with Mr. Dangerous but you should go try to accomplish that before you come talking big game like you a big game hunter looking at a 10 point buck. Buck wins and you get shot in the thigh by your own trigger finger! That's how stupid you are and how much of a chance you have at winning this match. You know what? Shut off the cameras...This is pointless, to him he has a chance and me saying otherwise, pointing out the truths of this doesn't get to the brain. He's a waste of time point blank...Moving on...
He picks up a Experts Magazine and flips through the pages to find the APW section. Listed are the new talent recently signed to the promotion and the rumored talent coming to sign with the company. A topic he knows a little about because he has seen some of the newer signed talent already put out work for their debuts and introductions to the company. He takes a minute to read up on a few of the names on the list.
::Jason Kash::
Rhonda Vixen, Toast, Bacon, Yarmouth, and even Anthony Bailey. You've all been assigned your first matches, some might have been on the Christmas Chaos card even but welcome to the Fold. I'm Jason Kash and if your reading this know something. And this can be said about potential members of the company that come in after this is recorded and printed for viewing. Guys like Dynamo and Dan Quinn. You might want to come in all hard and put in the word, make an impact and have folks take notice of your presence.
You can make your impact, step up and show your face and try to gain the exposure to become a contender and an eventual Champion. Do your thing! However the second any of you think to step in front of my path, enter my world which is at the top of Asylum then you've got one hell of a problem looking at you like the barrel of a shotgun with safety turned off. You might be coming into this world with all the hype you can muster but don't fuck with my business and my success. I'm going to sit in the Throne of Violence again and that is a place I will kill and conquer to secure as mine.
I heard the things most of you had to say coming into APW and it's cool, some of it worthy of seeing on a daily basis. Real talent coming into APW and it's a thing to see but you don't dare come and step into my path. I'm a real cool guy and I'm not hard to find but I'm even harder to stop when you've gained my attention and watch Asylum on the 1st. Watch Christmas Chaos or One Night In Hell during the Main Event if you don't believe me.
Ask Rico Casteel if me not pinning him means he didn't still lose and didn't have the "Man Up" to stop me from pinning someone else. Ask Manhattan White who we've yet to hear from since Chaos if fucking with mine is smart business. Havok been dodging me and got a slick trick over me but in the end, his end is the path forced upon him because he chose to step into my business and take what he never even earned a shot at.
You come to Asylum, ask around before you open your mouth because these my stomping grounds, the territory that I'm lighting up dudes in the chest with bricks and I swang these thangs swell so step up and get stepped over. Better bring a plan B cause I fuck up first options on the regular. Ask Casteel if his reclaim to the Throne worked out well...He working his Plan B right now and it's because of me.
I service the weak who try to be strong, none of them on my pedigree and I sag my pants til my ass shows and these people in the crowds either love me or hate me but the respect is gained and rightfully earned. Watch them, they all go Bobble Head when my music hits. All of them with Air Joints raised above their heads like they all smoking the cush. Hehe...See, now I'm just having fun with the word play....I miss my World Title....We'll be together soon!
Rhonda Vixen, Toast, Bacon, Yarmouth, and even Anthony Bailey. You've all been assigned your first matches, some might have been on the Christmas Chaos card even but welcome to the Fold. I'm Jason Kash and if your reading this know something. And this can be said about potential members of the company that come in after this is recorded and printed for viewing. Guys like Dynamo and Dan Quinn. You might want to come in all hard and put in the word, make an impact and have folks take notice of your presence.
You can make your impact, step up and show your face and try to gain the exposure to become a contender and an eventual Champion. Do your thing! However the second any of you think to step in front of my path, enter my world which is at the top of Asylum then you've got one hell of a problem looking at you like the barrel of a shotgun with safety turned off. You might be coming into this world with all the hype you can muster but don't fuck with my business and my success. I'm going to sit in the Throne of Violence again and that is a place I will kill and conquer to secure as mine.
I heard the things most of you had to say coming into APW and it's cool, some of it worthy of seeing on a daily basis. Real talent coming into APW and it's a thing to see but you don't dare come and step into my path. I'm a real cool guy and I'm not hard to find but I'm even harder to stop when you've gained my attention and watch Asylum on the 1st. Watch Christmas Chaos or One Night In Hell during the Main Event if you don't believe me.
Ask Rico Casteel if me not pinning him means he didn't still lose and didn't have the "Man Up" to stop me from pinning someone else. Ask Manhattan White who we've yet to hear from since Chaos if fucking with mine is smart business. Havok been dodging me and got a slick trick over me but in the end, his end is the path forced upon him because he chose to step into my business and take what he never even earned a shot at.
You come to Asylum, ask around before you open your mouth because these my stomping grounds, the territory that I'm lighting up dudes in the chest with bricks and I swang these thangs swell so step up and get stepped over. Better bring a plan B cause I fuck up first options on the regular. Ask Casteel if his reclaim to the Throne worked out well...He working his Plan B right now and it's because of me.
I service the weak who try to be strong, none of them on my pedigree and I sag my pants til my ass shows and these people in the crowds either love me or hate me but the respect is gained and rightfully earned. Watch them, they all go Bobble Head when my music hits. All of them with Air Joints raised above their heads like they all smoking the cush. Hehe...See, now I'm just having fun with the word play....I miss my World Title....We'll be together soon!
The scene begins to fade as Kash leans back into the couch and puffs away on his perfectly rolled joint. No bullshit humor, no need for an epic, his opponent isn't even up for the task so he almost has the night off come Asylum.
