Post by jasonryan on Apr 4, 2021 18:29:45 GMT -5
We See Jason Ryan backstage after his victory and after getting beaten down by Dark Tiger. Standing next to him is a security team with stoic expressions. Jason is holding his jaw and grumbling. An OPW interviewer goes up to him
Jason. Jason can-
Jason's manager, Ira Stevenson cuts her off
Did you just refer to this man by his first name?! Listen to me closely, only select people are permitted to call this man by his first name and since you're nothing but a slum rat you are not one of the lucky few allowed to address this man by his first name. You refer to him as Mister Ryan. Try again.
The interview, clearly put off tries again
Mister Ryan, first off congrats on your victory tonight but I was wondering if I could get your thoughts on what happened out there with Dark Tiger.
Jason glares at the interviewer then smirks
Sure. But before I give my thoughts, my manager who happens to have a law degree from Harvard University has something to say about that pussy's cowardly assault. Go ahead Mister Stevenson.
Smugly Ira looks at the camera
Now Dark Tiger I'm sure you feel like you did the right thing but there's something you didn't account for during your cowardly unprovoked assault. And that's I'm a damn good lawyer. And after conversing with OPW officials we've both come to a resolution. You see you not only hurt the future of this company, you dared put your hands on Mister Stylez's good friend. Not only that but you dared put your hands on the hottest Hollywood prospect in the past twenty-five years, this man is about to be in a film with Dwayne Johnson, the current king of Hollywood and the Heir of Hollywood in the same film and you could have ruined it! Do you have any idea how many people are angry with you? Warner Brothers, Lifetime, HBO, Pixar, Dreamworks, even Disney now all hate you. How dare you sir! But worry not because I like you Dark Tiger because I've always had a thing for the losers in every story, I tend to feel sorry for them although I'd never represent them as I only represent winners. Champions such as my client Jason Ryan. But I'm able to cut you a deal. If you pay to my client $250,000 the assault charge will go away. However if you decide to not pay the fine then my client Jason Ryan will go ahead and files charges and you spend some time behind bars. We will give you up until after the match between you and Mister Ryan to decide. Oh and before I forget, those numbskulls who ruin the product with their unbearable voices on commentary, you two did nothing but defile the good and holy name of Jason Ryan with your slanderous commentary! That is defamation of character! So you two can either pay $50,000 to my client and agree that from now on you will only praise my client or I will be forced to fire an injunction against you both and we both know you two are incapable of finding jobs elsewhere because you are the worst commentary team to ever exist.
Smugly Jason winks at the camera
Hey Dick Sucker, I now see why you've failed at every step since you got here, my eight year old nephew hits harder than you do. I feel sorry for you five cent hooker, your cousin slash sister girlfriend, bride to be, wife, whatever she is to you. I mean imagine waking up next to you, imagine having so low of standards that you're who she settled with. I mean, I know you guys keeping it in the family makes her options limited but surely there was someone better. Because let's face it Dick Chugger, you are a total joke. enhancement talent, curtain jerker who takes the long snake under cover. Let me remind you who you're dealing with, I'm Jason Ryan! Multiple time world champion, the greatest thing to happen to the pro wrestling scene, God Incarnate, the undisputed future of this company. I'm the megastar, I am Mister Madison Square Garden, The Best at what I do, Mister Better Than You. The best in the woooooooorrrrrrrrrllllllllldddddddd! Whereas you're some geek playing wrestler because you're too old for your high school acting club. You think you have any business around my title, the Prestige Title? Boy you're as stupid as you are ugly! That is my title, Enforcer is just keeping it warm for me. Don't worry, when I take it from him it won't be hard. All I gotta do is ask him what is 2 plus 2 and he'll be so confused that his brain will shut down and I'll pin him like that.
Jason motions for the security around him to step forward
Allow me to thank you Douche Canoe. Because you dared to put your hands on me, OPW agreed you're too much of a lunatic to be trusted. So I have been given my own personal security team. Meaning you so much as come five feet of me, these boys here will beat your bitch ass and send you back to the rat infested slum you belong in. And then I'll buy said slum and evict your bitch ass and run you over in one of my, twenty top of the line, custom made hot rods. Because I have decided you no longer get to exist in MY world. So I'm gonna take you out. Now, what will happen to your bitch I wonder? Since she's about to come work for me for six months.
Jason tilts his head and pretends to think
First thing's first, she will not be paid for service's rendered. If I want a hooker, I'll fly my ass to Columbia for the good shit so you don't have to worry about that. A man of my distinction would never lie with such trash. So you can rest easy there. But when she is my valet, how she is treated is up to you. Because I offer you two choices. Number 1, lie down for me. That's all. You lie down and I'll treat her well. Maybe send her home with a check with more money than the two of you have ever seen. Get your out of your rodent infested trailer, and the best part is you'd be able to quit your side gig of selling meth Dick Waffle. However, you resist and I'll force her to work like a dog as my valet. No matter what you do, she's becoming my valet because we both know OPW's Brooklyn Brawler can't stop me. How her tenure goes is up to you. Think wisely.
Jason seems to get an idea as he slowly grins
On second thought... while my offer to you Dark Pussy still stands, I'd like to make another offer to the OPW... I'd say talent but there's not a lot...I'll say staff. Anyone who injures my future opponent so he'll have to forfeit the match will be awarded $175,000 and a future title match when I regain MY Prestige Championship. It's not that I'm scared of Dark House Cat, I just don't enjoy fighting jobbers who make kids wrestling on a trampoline in their backyard look entertaining. And one last thing. I am currently taking applications for a Chief of Staff. If interested contact Miser Stevenson. This offer does not extend to Dick Hugger, because I don't like his face. It's a stupid face and I'm going to break it then piss in his mouth. Because he likes it, his mom told me last night. Just remember Duck Fucker, I am the new Gold Standard, #Standards, of OPW because I'm fucking Gorgeous.
Jason puts on a pair of sunglasses and looks at his entourage
Alright boys. We got to get going. We have a flight for Malibuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Jason rudely shoves past the interviewer as his security lead him away, barking at everyone to keep back.
Jason. Jason can-
Jason's manager, Ira Stevenson cuts her off
Did you just refer to this man by his first name?! Listen to me closely, only select people are permitted to call this man by his first name and since you're nothing but a slum rat you are not one of the lucky few allowed to address this man by his first name. You refer to him as Mister Ryan. Try again.
The interview, clearly put off tries again
Mister Ryan, first off congrats on your victory tonight but I was wondering if I could get your thoughts on what happened out there with Dark Tiger.
Jason glares at the interviewer then smirks
Sure. But before I give my thoughts, my manager who happens to have a law degree from Harvard University has something to say about that pussy's cowardly assault. Go ahead Mister Stevenson.
Smugly Ira looks at the camera
Now Dark Tiger I'm sure you feel like you did the right thing but there's something you didn't account for during your cowardly unprovoked assault. And that's I'm a damn good lawyer. And after conversing with OPW officials we've both come to a resolution. You see you not only hurt the future of this company, you dared put your hands on Mister Stylez's good friend. Not only that but you dared put your hands on the hottest Hollywood prospect in the past twenty-five years, this man is about to be in a film with Dwayne Johnson, the current king of Hollywood and the Heir of Hollywood in the same film and you could have ruined it! Do you have any idea how many people are angry with you? Warner Brothers, Lifetime, HBO, Pixar, Dreamworks, even Disney now all hate you. How dare you sir! But worry not because I like you Dark Tiger because I've always had a thing for the losers in every story, I tend to feel sorry for them although I'd never represent them as I only represent winners. Champions such as my client Jason Ryan. But I'm able to cut you a deal. If you pay to my client $250,000 the assault charge will go away. However if you decide to not pay the fine then my client Jason Ryan will go ahead and files charges and you spend some time behind bars. We will give you up until after the match between you and Mister Ryan to decide. Oh and before I forget, those numbskulls who ruin the product with their unbearable voices on commentary, you two did nothing but defile the good and holy name of Jason Ryan with your slanderous commentary! That is defamation of character! So you two can either pay $50,000 to my client and agree that from now on you will only praise my client or I will be forced to fire an injunction against you both and we both know you two are incapable of finding jobs elsewhere because you are the worst commentary team to ever exist.
Smugly Jason winks at the camera
Hey Dick Sucker, I now see why you've failed at every step since you got here, my eight year old nephew hits harder than you do. I feel sorry for you five cent hooker, your cousin slash sister girlfriend, bride to be, wife, whatever she is to you. I mean imagine waking up next to you, imagine having so low of standards that you're who she settled with. I mean, I know you guys keeping it in the family makes her options limited but surely there was someone better. Because let's face it Dick Chugger, you are a total joke. enhancement talent, curtain jerker who takes the long snake under cover. Let me remind you who you're dealing with, I'm Jason Ryan! Multiple time world champion, the greatest thing to happen to the pro wrestling scene, God Incarnate, the undisputed future of this company. I'm the megastar, I am Mister Madison Square Garden, The Best at what I do, Mister Better Than You. The best in the woooooooorrrrrrrrrllllllllldddddddd! Whereas you're some geek playing wrestler because you're too old for your high school acting club. You think you have any business around my title, the Prestige Title? Boy you're as stupid as you are ugly! That is my title, Enforcer is just keeping it warm for me. Don't worry, when I take it from him it won't be hard. All I gotta do is ask him what is 2 plus 2 and he'll be so confused that his brain will shut down and I'll pin him like that.
Jason motions for the security around him to step forward
Allow me to thank you Douche Canoe. Because you dared to put your hands on me, OPW agreed you're too much of a lunatic to be trusted. So I have been given my own personal security team. Meaning you so much as come five feet of me, these boys here will beat your bitch ass and send you back to the rat infested slum you belong in. And then I'll buy said slum and evict your bitch ass and run you over in one of my, twenty top of the line, custom made hot rods. Because I have decided you no longer get to exist in MY world. So I'm gonna take you out. Now, what will happen to your bitch I wonder? Since she's about to come work for me for six months.
Jason tilts his head and pretends to think
First thing's first, she will not be paid for service's rendered. If I want a hooker, I'll fly my ass to Columbia for the good shit so you don't have to worry about that. A man of my distinction would never lie with such trash. So you can rest easy there. But when she is my valet, how she is treated is up to you. Because I offer you two choices. Number 1, lie down for me. That's all. You lie down and I'll treat her well. Maybe send her home with a check with more money than the two of you have ever seen. Get your out of your rodent infested trailer, and the best part is you'd be able to quit your side gig of selling meth Dick Waffle. However, you resist and I'll force her to work like a dog as my valet. No matter what you do, she's becoming my valet because we both know OPW's Brooklyn Brawler can't stop me. How her tenure goes is up to you. Think wisely.
Jason seems to get an idea as he slowly grins
On second thought... while my offer to you Dark Pussy still stands, I'd like to make another offer to the OPW... I'd say talent but there's not a lot...I'll say staff. Anyone who injures my future opponent so he'll have to forfeit the match will be awarded $175,000 and a future title match when I regain MY Prestige Championship. It's not that I'm scared of Dark House Cat, I just don't enjoy fighting jobbers who make kids wrestling on a trampoline in their backyard look entertaining. And one last thing. I am currently taking applications for a Chief of Staff. If interested contact Miser Stevenson. This offer does not extend to Dick Hugger, because I don't like his face. It's a stupid face and I'm going to break it then piss in his mouth. Because he likes it, his mom told me last night. Just remember Duck Fucker, I am the new Gold Standard, #Standards, of OPW because I'm fucking Gorgeous.
Jason puts on a pair of sunglasses and looks at his entourage
Alright boys. We got to get going. We have a flight for Malibuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Jason rudely shoves past the interviewer as his security lead him away, barking at everyone to keep back.