Post by jasonryan on Jul 1, 2020 2:42:59 GMT -5
Jason arrives at the arena and gets out of his car, angrily slamming the door. On his shoulder is the OPW Prestige Championship. He should be happy but instead he is furious due to the fact he recently lost his APW World Heavyweight Championship. Jason walks in the arena, pushing past anyone. A brave (or stupid reporter) gets in his path.
Jason? Jason, can I just get a quick word? How do you feel about your tag match tonight?
Jason stops and glares at the reporter
Are those your teeth?
Excuse me?
Are those your teeth in your mouth?
Yes sir they are.
Would you prefer they still in your mouth?
Yes sir I would.
Then I am going to suggest you do not piss me off.
I'm sorry, I am just doing my job and just want your reaction to-
Jason grabs the reporter by the neck and shoves him against the wall
My reaction? My reaction to what?! Losing my APW World title, is that what you want to know? What business is it of yours? What's wrong, I sense fear. Do you fear me?
Y...Yes sir I do
Good. I like that. You know fear teaches weaker beings their place in life and the fact you fear me tells me you are beneath me. And now that you've learned this little lesson, let me go ahead and tell you how I'm feeling right now. I'm feeling like I want to kill someone. Legit kill someone. I am pissed off, I am livid! I was screwed out of my title, how the fuck do you think I feel?! And now I get told I have to compete in a tag team match when I fucking hate tag team matches, ooooohhhh the disrespect I get in this business... I am a former BPZ Global champion, a former BPZ Premium champion, a former BPZ Tag Team Champion, I am the future BPZ North American champion, I am the former APW World Heavyweight Champion and I am the current OPW Prestige champion, soon to be the OPW Immortal champion. I'm already going into the professional wrestling Hall of Fame with that resume alone and I haven't even reached my thirties yet. So how do you think it makes me feel when I get a pussy like you thinking you have the right to ask me questions? How do you think it makes me feel when I get disrespected? It pisses me off!
Please... Mister Ryan I can't... breath
Oh you can't? Gee let me help you out with that.
Jason backs up and hits the reporter with the Pink Eye. As the reporter falls to the floor, Jason sits beside him cross legged, title across his lap.
Let me tell you what I have planned for my match. I plan on hurting my opponents, I plan on making them suffer, making them beg me for mercy. I will relish in their screams, The Scourge will be appeased by my sacrifice of them and only when they beg for me to put them out of their misery will I oblige. And as for my partner, he better know his damn role. Cause I got no problem retiring his ass just like I've done to so many others before. He will stand in the corner, he will shut his mouth, and he will thank me for letting him walk away on his own power after we win. And from there I will retain this title until I decide to give it up and from there I will become the Immortal champion. Any more questions?
Silence is the clear answer. Jason nods and stands up.
That's what I thought.
Jason flips off the camera with both fingers before walking off
Jason? Jason, can I just get a quick word? How do you feel about your tag match tonight?
Jason stops and glares at the reporter
Are those your teeth?
Excuse me?
Are those your teeth in your mouth?
Yes sir they are.
Would you prefer they still in your mouth?
Yes sir I would.
Then I am going to suggest you do not piss me off.
I'm sorry, I am just doing my job and just want your reaction to-
Jason grabs the reporter by the neck and shoves him against the wall
My reaction? My reaction to what?! Losing my APW World title, is that what you want to know? What business is it of yours? What's wrong, I sense fear. Do you fear me?
Y...Yes sir I do
Good. I like that. You know fear teaches weaker beings their place in life and the fact you fear me tells me you are beneath me. And now that you've learned this little lesson, let me go ahead and tell you how I'm feeling right now. I'm feeling like I want to kill someone. Legit kill someone. I am pissed off, I am livid! I was screwed out of my title, how the fuck do you think I feel?! And now I get told I have to compete in a tag team match when I fucking hate tag team matches, ooooohhhh the disrespect I get in this business... I am a former BPZ Global champion, a former BPZ Premium champion, a former BPZ Tag Team Champion, I am the future BPZ North American champion, I am the former APW World Heavyweight Champion and I am the current OPW Prestige champion, soon to be the OPW Immortal champion. I'm already going into the professional wrestling Hall of Fame with that resume alone and I haven't even reached my thirties yet. So how do you think it makes me feel when I get a pussy like you thinking you have the right to ask me questions? How do you think it makes me feel when I get disrespected? It pisses me off!
Please... Mister Ryan I can't... breath
Oh you can't? Gee let me help you out with that.
Jason backs up and hits the reporter with the Pink Eye. As the reporter falls to the floor, Jason sits beside him cross legged, title across his lap.
Let me tell you what I have planned for my match. I plan on hurting my opponents, I plan on making them suffer, making them beg me for mercy. I will relish in their screams, The Scourge will be appeased by my sacrifice of them and only when they beg for me to put them out of their misery will I oblige. And as for my partner, he better know his damn role. Cause I got no problem retiring his ass just like I've done to so many others before. He will stand in the corner, he will shut his mouth, and he will thank me for letting him walk away on his own power after we win. And from there I will retain this title until I decide to give it up and from there I will become the Immortal champion. Any more questions?
Silence is the clear answer. Jason nods and stands up.
That's what I thought.
Jason flips off the camera with both fingers before walking off