Post by Nathaniel Havok on Jan 27, 2012 22:02:14 GMT -4
The scene opens up in New York City, where Nathaniel Havok is visiting the office of Chaz Dillinger. Nathaniel has decided to take precious moments out of his day, to send one final message to APW before the Survive and Conquer pay per view. After working with DeSean for less than five minutes, he’s already ready to kill the poor bastard. Yet, he remains focused, ready to send in some final thoughts before defending his World Heavyweight Championship against Jason Kash in a Dog Collar Match.
DeSean: You ready, my nigga?
Havok: …I’ve been sitting here waiting on you for fifteen minutes now. How long does it take to turn a God damn camera on?
DeSean: I…
Nathaniel puts his hand up, and DeSean understands immediately what the champion means.
DeSean: Aight’, let’s do dis in 5…
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Havok: Here we sit… Just a few short days before our final epic encounter. I don’t know about you Jason Kash, but I know that I’m ready! I’ve taken time to listen to your every word. I’ve literally digested it all multiple times, and I still am not able to understand a fucking word that comes out of your mouth. Forgive me, it’s just that I don’t speak bullshit.
DeSean: Haha, dat was dope!
An irritated Nathaniel looks around the camera, glaring at DeSean.
Havok: Shut the fuck up, and run the God damn camera! Do your damn job and do it well, before I throw you out the God damn window!
After rolling his eyes, Nathaniel is able to regain his composure, and continue…
Havok: I don’t understand how a man such as yourself, could ever think that you measure up to a man like Nathaniel Havok. I am everything that you’re not! In my eyes, I believe that you just want to BE me. I’m sure that you’d deny it, I know that I would! But the fact still remains that Jason Kash wishes that he was Nathaniel Havok. I bet that you lie awake at night, praying to god that your bald spot goes away. That way, you could grow some luscious locks like mine. Hell, you’d probably color your hair a dirty blond, start speaking about yourself in the third person, and end every promo with “Kash has spoken”, wouldn’t you?
Nathaniel chuckles.
Havok: I could have waited until Overdrive, you know? Hell, I could have even waited until Survive and Conquer! But I didn’t, and do you know why? I didn’t, because I knew what it would do to you. I knew that it would eat you alive knowing that you worked so God damn hard to keep the belt, only to lose it to the man you only wish that you could be! I love knowing that I’m the man who ruined your Christmas! I love knowing that I’m the man that silenced the Kash family household during the holiday season. It really does bring me great joy. What I did was spontaneous, but gave me more joy than you could ever imagine! It did everything that I hoped that it would. It elevated Nathaniel Havok to an untouchable position, made history, AND made a statement! One small move on my part, changed the entire landscape of Asylum! Changing Asylum, in-turn changed Action Packed Wrestling altogether!
You’ve never done anything close to that, Jason Kash. So what makes you think in that little pea-brained head of yours, that you’re the favorite in this match? Who are you listening to, the fat kids on the internet? People who sit at home and criticize us for our wrestling styles, knowing damn well that they couldn’t get in here and hang with people like us? Be honest, Kash! Are you listening to all of those “fans” of yours? The same people that you said you didn’t need, just a few months ago? I don’t know who’s feeding you your information, but they obviously speak bullshit as well! Saying that you’re the favorite in this match made you look like a fucking idiot! There are people all around the world laughing at you right now! If they weren’t laughing already, I’m sure they started after hearing that!
What you need to do… Is stop focusing on winning back the World Title, and start focusing on fixing your life. Face it Kash, you’re a train wreck. What I did, was made you realize that you’re playing way out of your league! Where I am the Chicago White Sox, you’re just the Indianapolis Indians. You’re a damn good wrestler on the Indy Circuit, also known as the minor leagues. But when it comes to the major leagues, you’re at the bottom of a very big barrel. Unlike me, you’ll never truly be able to break through to the top. You’re destined to be “good enough”, your fate is to remain mediocre at best! But me? I’m the cream that rose all the way to the God damn top, because it was bound to happen one way or another! All I did, was accelerate my rise to the top of APW. You were just my launching pad!
I used you, Kash! I used you in your moment of vulnerability, so that I could escalate my career! I beat the President of this God-forsaken company, and then spit in his face by becoming his World Heavyweight Champion! Truth is, it didn’t matter who came out on top! I probably would have done it anyhow! But you winning the match… That was just an added bonus! You see, I believe that God is a professional wrestling fan. Furthermore, I believe that he’s a big fan of Action Packed Wrestling. He knew what I was thinking, and he knew how it should go down. God played a part in directing you to yet another fluke victory. He then insured that Nathaniel Havok would become the World Champion! Because let’s face it, who else would you ever want holding your top title? No one, right?
You want to compare my victory over you at Christmas Chaos to a small bag of bones, Kash? First of all, let’s get one thing straight right from the start… Small bones are what you give to Adora Bailey when the two of you play “let’s find the winky”! Well, that’s what she told me… In actuality Kash, what I found was a HUGE bag a bones! Huge! Like what I give Adora.
Nathaniel smirks, and then winks into the camera.
Havok: I found a gigantic bag of bones, and that’s what lead me all the way to the World Heavyweight Championship! My bones led me to the gold, while your bag and bones stayed limp and without the proper blood flow to rise to the occasion! We both know why you said it was a small bag of bones, though. It’s because you know that you’re not the best in APW. You knew that the entire time you were holding that World Championship, that you were living a lie! Wearing that title means that you’re the best in the business, something that you knew damn-well you weren’t! So maybe comparing it to a small bag of bones was correct all alone. I mean let’s face it… It really didn’t take me too long to beat you for the belt. And please, don’t blame it on your match. Don’t say that the triple threat match played a factor!
You know what I did! I beat the hell out of Pence Weatherlight in an Xtreme Championship match! Immediately after, I beat the owner of APW! Then, I beat Jason Kash. That’s right, I beat you! A man who had only been in one match previously, and I beat him with minimal effort! After everything that I went through, I was still able to pull out the victory over you! I had been to hell and back, while you hadn’t even been to hell yet that night! But at the pay per view, you’re going to get your chance to crawl back out from the depths of hell. You’re going to get a chance, be it a long one, but you’re going to get a chance nonetheless. But do yourself a favor… Don’t spend all your time scouting some pipsqueak at a house show. I mean, you might think he has a nice set of buns, but is it worth losing your title match over?
You need to come completely prepared, otherwise I rip you apart limb from limb! You want to blame Adora for sucking this guys dick, that’s fine with me. Just make sure that you come ready to face the best in the business! But after-all, it wouldn’t be too much of a shocker would it? Adora, sucking some other guy off? I mean, I know a few guys in the back who have slipped their tube steak in her mouth a time or two. Hell, I might even have done it once or twice myself!
Nathaniel strokes his chin, chuckling under his breath.
Havok: I’m just hoping that you come prepared. Come ready for the beating of a lifetime, and come ready to bow at my feet! I’m not giving that title up anytime soon, and there’s nothing that you… OR JEFF… can do about it! The era of Havok… Has only just begun!
Nathaniel stares into the camera with a smirk on his face for about twenty seconds. He then looks over at DeSean who still stands behind the camera.
Havok: You fade it out, yet?
DeSean: Fade it out? We done, my nigga?
Nathaniel rolls his eyes and jumps up from his chair.
Havok: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!
Nathaniel walks over to the camera and presses a button. The screen goes black, but we can still hear him.
Havok: What the fuck is wrong with you? Have you smoked yourself retarded like Jason Ka…
The sound finally cuts out, and we hear a very long “beep” sound, as the scene finally ends.
DeSean: You ready, my nigga?
Havok: …I’ve been sitting here waiting on you for fifteen minutes now. How long does it take to turn a God damn camera on?
DeSean: I…
Nathaniel puts his hand up, and DeSean understands immediately what the champion means.
DeSean: Aight’, let’s do dis in 5…
4...
3...
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Havok: Here we sit… Just a few short days before our final epic encounter. I don’t know about you Jason Kash, but I know that I’m ready! I’ve taken time to listen to your every word. I’ve literally digested it all multiple times, and I still am not able to understand a fucking word that comes out of your mouth. Forgive me, it’s just that I don’t speak bullshit.
DeSean: Haha, dat was dope!
An irritated Nathaniel looks around the camera, glaring at DeSean.
Havok: Shut the fuck up, and run the God damn camera! Do your damn job and do it well, before I throw you out the God damn window!
After rolling his eyes, Nathaniel is able to regain his composure, and continue…
Havok: I don’t understand how a man such as yourself, could ever think that you measure up to a man like Nathaniel Havok. I am everything that you’re not! In my eyes, I believe that you just want to BE me. I’m sure that you’d deny it, I know that I would! But the fact still remains that Jason Kash wishes that he was Nathaniel Havok. I bet that you lie awake at night, praying to god that your bald spot goes away. That way, you could grow some luscious locks like mine. Hell, you’d probably color your hair a dirty blond, start speaking about yourself in the third person, and end every promo with “Kash has spoken”, wouldn’t you?
Nathaniel chuckles.
Havok: I could have waited until Overdrive, you know? Hell, I could have even waited until Survive and Conquer! But I didn’t, and do you know why? I didn’t, because I knew what it would do to you. I knew that it would eat you alive knowing that you worked so God damn hard to keep the belt, only to lose it to the man you only wish that you could be! I love knowing that I’m the man who ruined your Christmas! I love knowing that I’m the man that silenced the Kash family household during the holiday season. It really does bring me great joy. What I did was spontaneous, but gave me more joy than you could ever imagine! It did everything that I hoped that it would. It elevated Nathaniel Havok to an untouchable position, made history, AND made a statement! One small move on my part, changed the entire landscape of Asylum! Changing Asylum, in-turn changed Action Packed Wrestling altogether!
You’ve never done anything close to that, Jason Kash. So what makes you think in that little pea-brained head of yours, that you’re the favorite in this match? Who are you listening to, the fat kids on the internet? People who sit at home and criticize us for our wrestling styles, knowing damn well that they couldn’t get in here and hang with people like us? Be honest, Kash! Are you listening to all of those “fans” of yours? The same people that you said you didn’t need, just a few months ago? I don’t know who’s feeding you your information, but they obviously speak bullshit as well! Saying that you’re the favorite in this match made you look like a fucking idiot! There are people all around the world laughing at you right now! If they weren’t laughing already, I’m sure they started after hearing that!
What you need to do… Is stop focusing on winning back the World Title, and start focusing on fixing your life. Face it Kash, you’re a train wreck. What I did, was made you realize that you’re playing way out of your league! Where I am the Chicago White Sox, you’re just the Indianapolis Indians. You’re a damn good wrestler on the Indy Circuit, also known as the minor leagues. But when it comes to the major leagues, you’re at the bottom of a very big barrel. Unlike me, you’ll never truly be able to break through to the top. You’re destined to be “good enough”, your fate is to remain mediocre at best! But me? I’m the cream that rose all the way to the God damn top, because it was bound to happen one way or another! All I did, was accelerate my rise to the top of APW. You were just my launching pad!
I used you, Kash! I used you in your moment of vulnerability, so that I could escalate my career! I beat the President of this God-forsaken company, and then spit in his face by becoming his World Heavyweight Champion! Truth is, it didn’t matter who came out on top! I probably would have done it anyhow! But you winning the match… That was just an added bonus! You see, I believe that God is a professional wrestling fan. Furthermore, I believe that he’s a big fan of Action Packed Wrestling. He knew what I was thinking, and he knew how it should go down. God played a part in directing you to yet another fluke victory. He then insured that Nathaniel Havok would become the World Champion! Because let’s face it, who else would you ever want holding your top title? No one, right?
You want to compare my victory over you at Christmas Chaos to a small bag of bones, Kash? First of all, let’s get one thing straight right from the start… Small bones are what you give to Adora Bailey when the two of you play “let’s find the winky”! Well, that’s what she told me… In actuality Kash, what I found was a HUGE bag a bones! Huge! Like what I give Adora.
Nathaniel smirks, and then winks into the camera.
Havok: I found a gigantic bag of bones, and that’s what lead me all the way to the World Heavyweight Championship! My bones led me to the gold, while your bag and bones stayed limp and without the proper blood flow to rise to the occasion! We both know why you said it was a small bag of bones, though. It’s because you know that you’re not the best in APW. You knew that the entire time you were holding that World Championship, that you were living a lie! Wearing that title means that you’re the best in the business, something that you knew damn-well you weren’t! So maybe comparing it to a small bag of bones was correct all alone. I mean let’s face it… It really didn’t take me too long to beat you for the belt. And please, don’t blame it on your match. Don’t say that the triple threat match played a factor!
You know what I did! I beat the hell out of Pence Weatherlight in an Xtreme Championship match! Immediately after, I beat the owner of APW! Then, I beat Jason Kash. That’s right, I beat you! A man who had only been in one match previously, and I beat him with minimal effort! After everything that I went through, I was still able to pull out the victory over you! I had been to hell and back, while you hadn’t even been to hell yet that night! But at the pay per view, you’re going to get your chance to crawl back out from the depths of hell. You’re going to get a chance, be it a long one, but you’re going to get a chance nonetheless. But do yourself a favor… Don’t spend all your time scouting some pipsqueak at a house show. I mean, you might think he has a nice set of buns, but is it worth losing your title match over?
You need to come completely prepared, otherwise I rip you apart limb from limb! You want to blame Adora for sucking this guys dick, that’s fine with me. Just make sure that you come ready to face the best in the business! But after-all, it wouldn’t be too much of a shocker would it? Adora, sucking some other guy off? I mean, I know a few guys in the back who have slipped their tube steak in her mouth a time or two. Hell, I might even have done it once or twice myself!
Nathaniel strokes his chin, chuckling under his breath.
Havok: I’m just hoping that you come prepared. Come ready for the beating of a lifetime, and come ready to bow at my feet! I’m not giving that title up anytime soon, and there’s nothing that you… OR JEFF… can do about it! The era of Havok… Has only just begun!
Nathaniel stares into the camera with a smirk on his face for about twenty seconds. He then looks over at DeSean who still stands behind the camera.
Havok: You fade it out, yet?
DeSean: Fade it out? We done, my nigga?
Nathaniel rolls his eyes and jumps up from his chair.
Havok: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!
Nathaniel walks over to the camera and presses a button. The screen goes black, but we can still hear him.
Havok: What the fuck is wrong with you? Have you smoked yourself retarded like Jason Ka…
The sound finally cuts out, and we hear a very long “beep” sound, as the scene finally ends.
