Post by Reaver on Jan 6, 2012 15:38:42 GMT -4
Knuckles: ……………
It’s been six years Jason. Six long years since we first met. Do you remember that? Do you remember the very first match we had? I have. I remember thinking, “How could some pompous prick come around and lay claim to what was rightfully mine?” I remember how you would spit that freshly churned dookie butter in every shoot you did that would make most people shiver. I didn’t worry though, I didn’t worry because to me you were just another obstacle I had to overcome. What I didn’t realize at the time Kash, was that you were THE obstacle of obstacles. That very first match ended when both of us fell off the top of that ladder and through the tables at the same time. The referee making a judgment call and awarding you MY TCW X-Division Championship……the very thought still burned in my brain.
The scene fades in as Knuckles sits there in his apartment watching reruns of matches past. Rewind, fast forward, rewind, fast forward, his mind like a steel trap just analyzing every second; every frame. You can see him shaking his head realizing that the past can’t be changed.
Knuckles: It didn’t stop there though did it Jason? You watched the replay yourself and immediately demanded I had a rematch. You of all people, who had won, wanted ME to have the rematch. You felt that I shouldn’t be allowed to have excuses to say as to why I lost. It was this that began a road parallel to mine Kash. We were destined to face off for the next few years to come. In one fed or another, it didn’t matter. We met and tore the roof off every single time. I will gladly admit, it was my hatred, my desire to beat you which fueled me week after week, day after day. I wanted nothing more than to see you suffer and, in turn, it made me a better wrestler, a better fighter. I stopped caring what people thought of who I was or what I did and just bring it all.
Knuckles finally turns off the DvD player only to see his brand new commercial make air.
Rough day at work?
Feeling a little tired and run down?
Not getting the respect you deserve?
Passed up for that promotion you worked so hard for?
The boss giving you shit and won’t get off your ass?
Knock that mother fucker out with a refreshing combination of citrus, ginseng….and a whole lot of attitude. Formulated with a blast of energy to help you get up off your ass and get through the day.
The refreshing drink…..
Disclaimer: Donkey Punch is a signature move and a copyright beverage of Knuckles incorporated which is a subsidiary of Action Packed Wrestling. Any duplication or unauthorized use of either is subject to the biggest ass beating of your life.
Knuckles: Since you mentioned UWF Jason, I feel I should too but I warn you that the facts I’m about to let out will piss you right off. Ya see, you introduced me to UWF in hopes we could rekindle our matches and possibly settle things, but that wasn’t the case now was it? What REALLY happened in UWF huh Kash? I was on top of the world there while you were sinking harder than a man wearing cement shoes. I was the Undefeated Hardcore Champ. Not a single sole could touch me, not even the great Andy Titsuhiro. Christian Gallos brought two guys together in what was supposed to be the greatest team they had ever seen there. He knew our history and yet he managed to pull us as a team to run that place, and we did didn’t we? Now if I was the guy who was struggling so much Jason, why was I the only man with a perfect record? Why was I the only guy with a title strapped to his waist? You had just barely got done feuding with, the new lacky I see, in Odin Belfore in UWF only to side with him now as if he was the new Johnny Knuckles.
Knuckles stands up and starts pacing back and forth as if there’s been a lot of issues he’s been holding inside he wanted to get off his chest.
Knuckles: Do you even remember why we left UWF to come to APW? We left because YOU had issues with Glenn Legend, the man who ran things. You also had issues with a man who I had beaten twice previously, the same guy who you couldn’t seem to get the job done against. Did I stand there and say, “Fuck you Kash, I’m an undefeated champ here and refuse to leave?” No, I dropped that title off at Ricky Stanton’s locker room and walked out with you. I could have just as easily stayed and continue the glory but I had felt that the blood we spilled together as brothers was worth more to me than some hunk of tin around my waist.
You’ve done a lot in APW Kash, where I’ve done next to nothing and I’m very proud of you. Finally you became the champion you deserved to be but with a high price. When I went to clear my head and handle the things I needed to handle, you changed. You had forgotten what it meant to be Dangertainment and doing the one thing we swore we would never do, and that’s listen to the fans. You had lost your way somewhere and decided that you cared what people thought. Did you forget what made us great in the first place? All off a sudden you became this “HERO” to the people and they loved you for it, but it was then that you lost the very title you had worked so hard for. The fans who cheer you caused you to take your eyes off the prize and that’s when Havok took it all way. That’s what you get for trying to play the good guy. Being good to people does nothing but fuck you over in the end Jason, haven’t you learned that yet?
When we stopped giving a shit about what the people wanted, that’s when we shined best. Now look at you, you’re nothing more than some whiney bitch complaining about how you “deserve” a rematch. Go out there and fucking take it you pussy!! Did you turn into Rico Casteel all of a sudden? Do I need to buy you a pair of diapers too? You’re pathetic “HERO”. You can’t even hold down an energy drink anymore. It’s no wonder you can’t since you’ve been drinking the bong water all these years. And I’M THE STUPID ONE?
After all these years you still haven’t figured out that I’m a lot smarter than I let on? The way I train, the way I act, it’s all bullshit and you know it. I get into people’s heads throwing them off their game, the one thing I learned from you. When their focus is off, that’s when I strike. People learned to take me too lightly and that’s when I push forward. People look at me like I’m some dumb guinnea muscle; only to later find out I was a DON.
Knuckles walks over to his window and hangs half out of it to get some fresh air. He feel so tense that the bitter cold air helps loosen the grip he has on himself.
Knuckles: We both come from the streets Jason. We both know that perception is everything in order to survive. Survive being the key word here. The one thing I could do that was always better than you. Look at last year’s Survive and Conquer tournament. You barely lasted 20 minutes where I finished in the top seven. No I didn’t win but for a debut from a nobody, I think it was a decent start. This year? This year is different. The first second I heard the sign-up’s for it were back, I jumped on it faster than a hobo on a ham sandwich. Look at the sheet again Kash, I was among the first to sign up where as Jackson was among the last. Oh, you can talk about how bad I want him but right now he is just second on my list of things to beat with a blunt object. You, however, will always be first. I didn’t sign up for glory, I didn’t sign up for fame, I did it so I can get another piece of you. I know you better than you know yourself and the second you get another shot at Havok, you’re gonna’ take back what is rightfully yours and I wanna’ be the guy who knocks that pipe dream right from under you. Cheater’s never prosper but they sure as hell get the job done. Which is exactly what is gonna’ happen. This isn’t about title’s, or money, or fame. This is about putting you in your smug place. This isn’t high school where the popular jock wins because he is loved. This is reality where the forgotten weird guy takes what is his by force.
Knuckles walks over to his fridge to get something to drink. He is starting to get cotton mouthed because of all the anger he has building up.
Knuckles: Jason, I could really care less about titles. I could care less about win/loss records. I could care less about what anybody anywhere thinks of me. I did exactly what I said I was gonna’ do on Asylum last week and that’s hurt two of the best stars APW has. I wanna’ piece of Jason Kash because I am so sick of hearing about how YOU were the reason for anything this and that and blah blah blah. You need to be knocked the fuck off this perch you’ve been standing so high in and I will do ANYTHING to make that happen. Whether I have to beat you here and now, whether I have to go through 70 superstars including Stanton, Aligheri, and Jackson, whether I have to go find that kid of yours you left back in Texas and beat him to a bloody pulp to get ahold of you I will do it. I have no guilt remember “HERO”? I’ll fuck your dead grandmother in the ass if I have to just to smoke you out. Then what happens after? What happens to you and the World Heavyweight Championship after I finally make you wake up from this pipe dream? I’m gonna’ take it to the center of the ring, pour gasoline on it and set that bitch on fire on national television. You can pretend to be the people’s choice all day long Jason but as far as I’m concerned…..
The fans can all suck it!!
He slams his refrigerator door shut as the scene fades.
It’s been six years Jason. Six long years since we first met. Do you remember that? Do you remember the very first match we had? I have. I remember thinking, “How could some pompous prick come around and lay claim to what was rightfully mine?” I remember how you would spit that freshly churned dookie butter in every shoot you did that would make most people shiver. I didn’t worry though, I didn’t worry because to me you were just another obstacle I had to overcome. What I didn’t realize at the time Kash, was that you were THE obstacle of obstacles. That very first match ended when both of us fell off the top of that ladder and through the tables at the same time. The referee making a judgment call and awarding you MY TCW X-Division Championship……the very thought still burned in my brain.
The scene fades in as Knuckles sits there in his apartment watching reruns of matches past. Rewind, fast forward, rewind, fast forward, his mind like a steel trap just analyzing every second; every frame. You can see him shaking his head realizing that the past can’t be changed.
Knuckles: It didn’t stop there though did it Jason? You watched the replay yourself and immediately demanded I had a rematch. You of all people, who had won, wanted ME to have the rematch. You felt that I shouldn’t be allowed to have excuses to say as to why I lost. It was this that began a road parallel to mine Kash. We were destined to face off for the next few years to come. In one fed or another, it didn’t matter. We met and tore the roof off every single time. I will gladly admit, it was my hatred, my desire to beat you which fueled me week after week, day after day. I wanted nothing more than to see you suffer and, in turn, it made me a better wrestler, a better fighter. I stopped caring what people thought of who I was or what I did and just bring it all.
Knuckles finally turns off the DvD player only to see his brand new commercial make air.
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Rough day at work?
Feeling a little tired and run down?
Not getting the respect you deserve?
Passed up for that promotion you worked so hard for?
The boss giving you shit and won’t get off your ass?
HEE HAW!!!!.....KKRRRAAACCCKK!!
Knock that mother fucker out with a refreshing combination of citrus, ginseng….and a whole lot of attitude. Formulated with a blast of energy to help you get up off your ass and get through the day.
Donkey Punch
The refreshing drink…..
Disclaimer: Donkey Punch is a signature move and a copyright beverage of Knuckles incorporated which is a subsidiary of Action Packed Wrestling. Any duplication or unauthorized use of either is subject to the biggest ass beating of your life.
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Knuckles: Since you mentioned UWF Jason, I feel I should too but I warn you that the facts I’m about to let out will piss you right off. Ya see, you introduced me to UWF in hopes we could rekindle our matches and possibly settle things, but that wasn’t the case now was it? What REALLY happened in UWF huh Kash? I was on top of the world there while you were sinking harder than a man wearing cement shoes. I was the Undefeated Hardcore Champ. Not a single sole could touch me, not even the great Andy Titsuhiro. Christian Gallos brought two guys together in what was supposed to be the greatest team they had ever seen there. He knew our history and yet he managed to pull us as a team to run that place, and we did didn’t we? Now if I was the guy who was struggling so much Jason, why was I the only man with a perfect record? Why was I the only guy with a title strapped to his waist? You had just barely got done feuding with, the new lacky I see, in Odin Belfore in UWF only to side with him now as if he was the new Johnny Knuckles.
Knuckles stands up and starts pacing back and forth as if there’s been a lot of issues he’s been holding inside he wanted to get off his chest.
Knuckles: Do you even remember why we left UWF to come to APW? We left because YOU had issues with Glenn Legend, the man who ran things. You also had issues with a man who I had beaten twice previously, the same guy who you couldn’t seem to get the job done against. Did I stand there and say, “Fuck you Kash, I’m an undefeated champ here and refuse to leave?” No, I dropped that title off at Ricky Stanton’s locker room and walked out with you. I could have just as easily stayed and continue the glory but I had felt that the blood we spilled together as brothers was worth more to me than some hunk of tin around my waist.
You’ve done a lot in APW Kash, where I’ve done next to nothing and I’m very proud of you. Finally you became the champion you deserved to be but with a high price. When I went to clear my head and handle the things I needed to handle, you changed. You had forgotten what it meant to be Dangertainment and doing the one thing we swore we would never do, and that’s listen to the fans. You had lost your way somewhere and decided that you cared what people thought. Did you forget what made us great in the first place? All off a sudden you became this “HERO” to the people and they loved you for it, but it was then that you lost the very title you had worked so hard for. The fans who cheer you caused you to take your eyes off the prize and that’s when Havok took it all way. That’s what you get for trying to play the good guy. Being good to people does nothing but fuck you over in the end Jason, haven’t you learned that yet?
When we stopped giving a shit about what the people wanted, that’s when we shined best. Now look at you, you’re nothing more than some whiney bitch complaining about how you “deserve” a rematch. Go out there and fucking take it you pussy!! Did you turn into Rico Casteel all of a sudden? Do I need to buy you a pair of diapers too? You’re pathetic “HERO”. You can’t even hold down an energy drink anymore. It’s no wonder you can’t since you’ve been drinking the bong water all these years. And I’M THE STUPID ONE?
After all these years you still haven’t figured out that I’m a lot smarter than I let on? The way I train, the way I act, it’s all bullshit and you know it. I get into people’s heads throwing them off their game, the one thing I learned from you. When their focus is off, that’s when I strike. People learned to take me too lightly and that’s when I push forward. People look at me like I’m some dumb guinnea muscle; only to later find out I was a DON.
Knuckles walks over to his window and hangs half out of it to get some fresh air. He feel so tense that the bitter cold air helps loosen the grip he has on himself.
Knuckles: We both come from the streets Jason. We both know that perception is everything in order to survive. Survive being the key word here. The one thing I could do that was always better than you. Look at last year’s Survive and Conquer tournament. You barely lasted 20 minutes where I finished in the top seven. No I didn’t win but for a debut from a nobody, I think it was a decent start. This year? This year is different. The first second I heard the sign-up’s for it were back, I jumped on it faster than a hobo on a ham sandwich. Look at the sheet again Kash, I was among the first to sign up where as Jackson was among the last. Oh, you can talk about how bad I want him but right now he is just second on my list of things to beat with a blunt object. You, however, will always be first. I didn’t sign up for glory, I didn’t sign up for fame, I did it so I can get another piece of you. I know you better than you know yourself and the second you get another shot at Havok, you’re gonna’ take back what is rightfully yours and I wanna’ be the guy who knocks that pipe dream right from under you. Cheater’s never prosper but they sure as hell get the job done. Which is exactly what is gonna’ happen. This isn’t about title’s, or money, or fame. This is about putting you in your smug place. This isn’t high school where the popular jock wins because he is loved. This is reality where the forgotten weird guy takes what is his by force.
Knuckles walks over to his fridge to get something to drink. He is starting to get cotton mouthed because of all the anger he has building up.
Knuckles: Jason, I could really care less about titles. I could care less about win/loss records. I could care less about what anybody anywhere thinks of me. I did exactly what I said I was gonna’ do on Asylum last week and that’s hurt two of the best stars APW has. I wanna’ piece of Jason Kash because I am so sick of hearing about how YOU were the reason for anything this and that and blah blah blah. You need to be knocked the fuck off this perch you’ve been standing so high in and I will do ANYTHING to make that happen. Whether I have to beat you here and now, whether I have to go through 70 superstars including Stanton, Aligheri, and Jackson, whether I have to go find that kid of yours you left back in Texas and beat him to a bloody pulp to get ahold of you I will do it. I have no guilt remember “HERO”? I’ll fuck your dead grandmother in the ass if I have to just to smoke you out. Then what happens after? What happens to you and the World Heavyweight Championship after I finally make you wake up from this pipe dream? I’m gonna’ take it to the center of the ring, pour gasoline on it and set that bitch on fire on national television. You can pretend to be the people’s choice all day long Jason but as far as I’m concerned…..
The fans can all suck it!!
He slams his refrigerator door shut as the scene fades.
