Post by jaysonviolence on Jul 12, 2020 20:08:32 GMT -5
Jayson WAR JOURNAL
Volume 7
Entry #1
Volume 7
Entry #1
It's been almost two weeks since HighWay2HeLL. Throughout Outlaw Pro Wrestlings entire journey through hell there were only two men that actually wound up getting burned.
As Jayson narrates the scene switches to the impromptu Flaming Tables Match between Myself and RedRum. They are wildly throwing punches at one another from the top rope as two tables behind each of them are engulfed by flames. ReDRuM hits a vicious headbutt causing Jayson to fall backwards but before he falls all the way down Jayson was able to kick the rope RedRum was balancing himself on and RedRuM falls backwards as both of them fall through a flaming table each at the exact same time. OPW agents immediatley doused them with fire extinguishers as the fans roar with thunderous approval as the ref immediatley calls for the bell rendering it a no contest.
The footage then fades to the shit you didn't see on camera at the Pay Pe View, which was various members of the OPW medical staff helping them to their feet and carrying them to the back to get further medical attention. Just like they went through the tables at the same time they were brought to their feet at the same time. Jayson and ReDRuM look straight at each other once they are on their feet. Jayson glares directly at RedRuM and gives him a nod. RedRuM looks right back at Violence and returns it. The fans watching all of this gave both competitors a standing ovation, as we then fade out to the speech Violence gave before his match with RedRuM started about the corruption that has started to pollute Outlaw Pro Wrestling and how it was in definite need of a cure.
Then there is nothing. You find yourself glaring at a black screen and it is silent as the grave as you stare into the darkness beginning to wonder if something maybe wrong with your monitor, television, tablet or whatever you are watching this on. But just before you decide to do something about the screen you hear a voice pierce the silence. It's the same voice of the man who was the first perosn to say something aloud about the corruption coursing through the veins of Outlaw Pro Wrestling. The voice of a man who's pro wrestling journey began on the very first episode of Monday Night SHOWCa$e. His name is Jayson Violence.
Spending practically my entire life apart of the United States Military, I am a former special ops operative who speaks eight different languages and has been trained and perfected over five different forms of the deadliest martial arts known to the human race. Classified by the United States Government as a living weapon, I have upwards of seventy five confirmed kills in his time served. I followed former associate Ophelia Pain into the realm of pro wrestling, and has remained despite the sudden and abrupt departure of Ophelia Pain shortly after helping her win the OPW XKoRe and PuREBLOOD Championships.
Since that time I have since struggled to find a path in OPW. I was defeated by Aleister Davison in the closing moments of the FATAL FATE match that crowned a new PuReBLOOD Champion after Ophelia Pain's departure. Then following my war with REDRUM it seems I have finally found my mission. It isn't clear whether I found the mission or the misson found me but at this point it doesn't matter, because the battle lines have been drawn and like it or not Outlaw Pro Wrestling is at war with itself!
Scene switches to FENWAY park in Boston where Monday Night ShowCa$e was filmed eariler this week. We see RedRuM's loosing effort against Necra Octavia Kane and Eoin O'Rourke. A look of sheer disgust and disapointment consumes RedRum's face as we watch him leave the ring and walk up the ramp while fans shout things at him that he is not accustomed to hearing in the realm of pro wrestling. Jayson Violence watches from behind a curtain and sees the toll it is taking on REDRUM. The scene then switches to RedRum changing out of his ring gear and almost destroying the entire locker room he was so consumed with frustration. He then grabs his towel and change of clothes and then herads for the shower
And so I am now preparing to fight the strangest WAR I have ever fought. No weapons and no actual killing (at least I don't think) but one where the stakes were just as high as any of the other conflicts I partook in during my days as a soilder. But the battle lines have been drawn and the first shots have been fired, yet one side of this conflict has yet to reveal itself which is where I was presently. Drastic times call for drastic measures and while I am not particularly proud of what happened next...I was left with no fricken choice. It was the only way he was going to hear me out.
Scene then switches to the parking liot after SHoW$e we see Jayson Violence openingthe trunk of a rental car. We see him put on a pair of black rubber gloves. He then unzips a duffle bag and removes a white cloth and a bottle of CHLOROFORM. He then looks at the car parked next to his. He sighs and shakes his head and then removes a long metal rod with a flat hook t the end of it. He then walks over to the passenger side door sticks the rod down into the window and manuevers it until he catches the lock n then lifts up unlocking the door. He then unlocks all four doors before opening the back passengerside door and the locking all the doors back as he gets in and ducks behind the driver seat and waits.
...HALF HOUR LATER
We see the same rental car pull up only Jayson Violence gets out of the driver side. He then opens up the doors to the back of the car and pulls out a body that has been tied by his ankles then again at his shins, then again at his knees. His hands are bound and he is also blind folded. Jayson struggles a bit to get the man onto his shoulders, but eventually he succedes and then starts lumbering toward an under ground struture. Once he reaches the bottom of th stairs and punches in a five digit code a door opens and we find ourselves enterting what looks like someone's DOOMS DAY BUNKER or at the very least was a BOMB SHELTER built during the COLD WAR. Either way it doesn't look like it's been used in years. But everything is still in imaculate codition. The sheets and blankets on the cots were folded to sheer perfection. Everything was clean and in it's own space. Jayson Violence doesn't stop to admire any of it, he just find a big black leather chair with wheels on the bottom to plop down his guest. After finally getting the deadweight of fhis his shoulders Violence turns around and kicks a steel folding chair out from the table behind him and sits down for a moment to catch his breathe. He reaches into his pockets and pulls out a soft pack of Newport menthol cigarettes. He pops it in his mouth and lights it with a silver ZIPPO. He takes a deep drag from the cigarette and exhales the smoke as he looks at the still blind folded and gagged figure in front of him.
Jayson then reaches into his back pocket and removes a knife. He presses a button and the blade swings up. He then cuts the man's bounds and removes the blindfold. We can't see who it is but obviously whomever it is is still very muh unconcious. Jayson removes the gag from his mouth but eides to rebound his hands and legs. He then heads into the kithen opens the fridge and reemoves a carton of eggs and some bacon and gets to cooking.
...a little while later.
Jayson Violence is washing his dishes as we see his epty plate next to another with eggs cooked over easy, bacon, and some toast with jelly. After he finishes washing the pa he cooked the bacon in, he leans over to check on his guest who is starting to stir. Jayson then gets an excited look on his face as he reaches into his pants behind hi and removes the glock .45 he had stashed there. He then walks over and pulls out the metal foldig chair again only places the back of it out front and he sits on the chair backwards leaning his arms across the back of the chair.
Suddenly the camera shifts to a POV style camra from the person sitting in the chair. We can tell its Jayson Violence sitting in the chair in front of us,, but the picture is really hazy. We can see him lifting his cigarette up to his lips ad taking a drag but we are unable to see the smoke rings he leans his head back and blows as he wals over and grabs the person by the cheek and leans his head over to the right as e hear him say...
Jayson Violence: Probably another fifteen to twenty minutes before all the lights are on. WHen you can speak say something. I've made you something to eat and then after that we have a lot to discuss you and me.
Suddenly the POV camera blinks...As the eye are starting to get heavy again and then they close and we are once again stairng at darkness.
...15-20 MiNuTeS LATER.
Suddenly the pov camera turns back on and we see Jayson Violence on the far end of the table over with a stack of manilla folders and one open in front of him. There are several pictures of the man he will be facing on SHOWCASE this week The ENforcer one third of the Outlaw Pro Wrestling IMMORTAL World Tag Team CHampions. As a matter of fact the photgraph on top is one of the members of INSURGENCE posing in the ring together after winning the Immortal Tag Team Championship match last week on SHOWCa$e. Jayson has a bunch of files on The Enforcer including dental records, police records, health records. A match by match analysis of his career in Outlaw Pro Wrestling.
Jayson looks up and notices the person in the chair starting to stir. Jayson removes his reading glasses and stands up. He reaches into his back pocket and pull out a knife. He then bends over and looks the person dead in the eye which given we are watching this on a POV camera Jayson Violence is looking dead into the camera as he says...
Jayson Violence: OK so before I cut you loose we need to get a few things straight and then maybe set some ground rules? But first and foremost...I know it may not seem like it, but I didn't go through all of this trouble to hurt you. If that's what I wanted you'd be in absolute pain right now! I do very much apologise for the elaborate meeting arrangement, but I cannot stress how important this issue is nor how cruicial it is for yours and my careers inside of the squared circle to not only continue but thrive! Now having said that...I am going to cut you loose, but before I do I need you to assure me that this isn't going to turn into some sort of brawl. Because you must be starving I fixed you somthing to eat it's waiting for you right behind me. But irregardless of what happens after I cut your bonds is you will hear me out and you will give me a straight answer before I leave. Now we can do this the easy and polite way, or the hard and the rude way...I'll leave that up to....NOD if you understand.
THe camera then moves up and down signaling they do undersstand Jayson Violence. So he takes his knife and cuts the bonds on the person's hands and then moves aroud to bonds on their boots. We then see a figure shoot up and damn near shove Jayson aside as he starts shoveling the good down his throat hardly tasting any of it. Jayson Violence then walks over to the fridge removes a bottle of FIJI water and two bottles of Heiniken. He pops both tops and knocks back a swig of his before setting the water and the beer next to the person who remains in front of him as he walks over to his folders and puts his reading glasses back on as he closes the file he was looking at and starts rumaigng through them looking for something specifically.
Jayson Violence: Whether or not you have notied Outlaw Pro Wrestling is at war. With whom you may ask? Not Action Wrestling, nor Anything Goes Wrestling, at least not anymore. No the war being fought on the grouds of OPW these days is a war against itself. I will admit I am very new to this business but even I can recgonize that the first six to eight months of a wrestling promotion are critical to its success. Presenting a product that helps define who and what you are and then being able to maintain that image so that the fan knows that this company is worth the time they invest into it moving forward. But the image originally promised to all of us by the blue haired self serving dickhead is so far lost I am willing to wager any and every dollar I ever make in this business after this week that he does't recall a single thing about the original vision he had for this place. But instead his vision, his resources, and all of our time is being sunk into a pointless never ceasing war that has been waged for over two decades, and while the fans seem to like them very much The Pack is no different from The SyNDiCaTe...just different versions of the same people on opposite sides of a conflict...And it is destroyig this company from the inside out and if some of us don't ban together and act fast then the work that has been done to restablish the real reputation of this place will all be for nothing as this war will consume the entire company and it will then be just a steady decline there until nothing remains, and I don't know about you but I've come too far to statt over somewhere new!
Jayson smashes the butt of his NEWPORT into the ash trey and then reaches for the pack again and fires up another one, not missing a single beat or stride.
Jayson Violence: And besides you didn't come all the way back and climb back in the ring for nothing did you? You decided to restart your career inbetween those ropes because you felt the urge to compete same as the rest of us here to one degree or another. But for some reason it hasn't been clicking for you the way it used to and I can tell if it continues it is going to destroy you. The fans and the management have high expectations for you...Big shoes to fill and then there is the matter of the expectations you have in yourself to perform at a high elite level, but so far haven't exactly seen those results have you? Now I don't say any of this to insult you... I say it because it is the truth those are the facts, and you can never hope to change the outcomes or behaviors without accepting the facts first. And believe me when I tell you that the best path to success in this business once again is for you to join up with me and you help me and a few other dedicated soilders of justice fight for our future, our dignity, and for our place in this company and help us eradicate the two cancerous tumors presently sucking the life force out of what is one of the most competitve, innovative, and creative pro wrestling promotions to ever exist.
Jayson pauses as he looks down at his file and on the tab written in purple sharpie it says REDRUM. Jayson tosses the file across the table and for the first time we see that this entire time Jayson Violence was having this conversation with REDRUM. REDRUM had finished eating and was suprisingly behaing himself sippin on his beer and listening to Jayson Violene's proposal.
Jayson VIolence: SO you are probably wondering why me? Why would I try and recruit you for this after you jumped me two weeks ago and sought to cut my career short by throwing me through a flaming table same as I made sure you fell through one as well. Ad the answer is simple...I was told to go out and find good reliable people and after going through stacks of these manilla folders I still firmly believe no one and I mean no one fits that descrption better than you. I have been watching your old PCW matches and if you could find some way to tap into being that guy again then I am telling you right now there isn't another force on this planet that could stop the two of us. You are a veteran and I am a still very green rokie who needs to learn some more of this business odds and ends, but more importantly our styles are based on ULTRA VIOLENCE...and just eariler this year I had to fight a way with a man trying to rid pro wrestling...OPW specifically of ultra violence altogether. If the style we love...our fans love is to survive then it is going to need two of it's bet making sure it sees its way into the future!
Redrum doesn't say a word. He looks across the table where Violence tossed his pack of NEWPORTS and motioned for Jayson to let him have one. Jayson then slides the pack and his zippo across the table as RedRum removes one of the cigarettes from the pack puts it in his mouth and flips the top of the zippo off and lights it. He exhales his first drag through his nostrils as he looks across the table at Jayson Violence as if he was still sizing him up or trying to make sense of the situation. But then his attention shoots down to this manilla folder with his name on it. He opens it up and glares at this collection of facts about his perosnal life and career in pro wrestling. There are even some pictures of what Rummy was doing after he left PCW the last time it was open which was also the last time RedRum competed inside of a pro wrestling ring. But once Rummy sees the pictures of his life after PCW he shoots a look of confusion at Jayson Violence who finished the rest of his beer and tossed it in a garbage can a few feet away. He then stands up and walks over to the fridge and takes out two more bottles and pops the top on his and offers the other to RedRum who just guzzled down what was left of his. Jayson pops the top and walks over and sets the bottle down beside RedRum as he sneaks a peek at what picture was causing RedRum's mental strain.
Jayson Violence: Listen Rum, you and I both know how they have these pictures...We both know why they have these pictures. ANd that right there is the main reason why I honestly believe WE HAVE TO FIGHT! They want nothing more than to use those of us that aren't on either side of this "GREAT FACTION CONFLICT" they are having and use us as pawns to play one off the other or to use in service of padding their own stats, doing their dirty work, or establishing their glory...And I don't know about you but I fucking REFUSE to let that happen. I don't even come close to having the same value or weight your name carries in this business and I never will if I stand by and do nothing. And if you think I'm full of shit, then consider this my friend when you arrived back in the OPW locker room, was it your idea to come jump on me? Or was it someone elses? Someone else who even offered to put you in a position to allow you the mental high ground? And then there was a snap of her fingers and there you were unwittingly and unknowingly doing their bidding by trying to make sure I was otherwise occupied while also knowing what types of wrestlers you and I happen to be...Which created an ultimate win-win scenario for them. Because if we are fighting each other not only are we not using our skills and talents to pose any threat to them, but they know neithr of us would be willing to give the other a single inch even if it cost us evrything...So if one of us were to take the other out then that is also a win for them because that's one less ultra violent sick son of a bitch they have to worry about in the long run! ANd if there was anything you should have learned from your last run in PCW, and seeing what happened to your former mentor Ryan Pugh you should know good and got damn well that trusting a got damn snake like LA Johnny Stylez is at the very least a career altering or even destroying mistake. But I don't blame you, you needed to make an immediate impact especially after the way your first brief run with the company went, but don't sit there and think that them suggesting you do so at my expense was done at random. It was designed and it was designed to hurt you not help you. And they have the audacity to sit there and say you and I are the sick and twisted ones!...Well let me put this to you as plainly and politely as I can
"FUCK THAT AND FUCK THEM"
Outlaw Pro Wrestling needs leaders! If the rest of the OPW roster is to have a hope then some of us are going to have to roll up our sleeves and get our hands dirty and fight them for it tooth and nail in the trenches. Make it to where they nor the fans can overlook us and what we are doing. We have to create our own luck. We have to fight for our own fate...We have to make them EARN what they have been taking from everyone else from fucking JUMP STREET! Now look I also know that after Ryan Pugh turned on you back in PCW...The man who gave you one of the biggest breaks you have ever had in your career turned his back on you at the worst moment and robbed you of regaining the PCW World Heavyweight Championship you had never lost in favor of LA Johnny Stylez it became difficult if not impossible to trust. ANd I know you don't know me from any of those other dickheads...But I am here and now offering you the best chance you are going to get to fight this and maybe even with a little luck ultimately defeat this. Because I know the unstoppable savage beast that once upon a time struck real life fear into the hearts of the men who one stood across the ring from you. Especially during your days as the PCW World Heavyweight Champion. There they were standing across the ring with th richest prize in the game and the biggest opportunity of their entire professional careers and the only thing they can see in their heads is the possible pain and torture you were going to inflict upon them in the name of PCW and it's top prize. I believe that man still lives. Actually I believe a version of you that is far and away siperior to that man exists. You just need to put in the work to find him. And right now like I said the battle lines are being drawn and if there is anyone who thinks they can take both factions on alone and have any hope of coming out victorious let alone still in one piece is a fucking fool, and I don't think you are that at all, but Ive been wrong before! SO I'll tell you what Rum...You take all the time you need and you think it over. But make sure you think long and hard about what it is you came back to the ring to accomplish my friend...And then you look me in the eye and tell me you honestly believe you can achieve any of it without someone watching your back. Now I will say this...Should you make the right decision and join our little resistance then our first mission would be to pursue and eventually take ownership of the OPW IMMORTAL WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS, presently held by the members of INSURGENCE. In pro wrestling the GOLDEN RULE has always stood at the top of the list because naturally
"WHO EVER HAS THE GOLD MAKES THE RULES!"
And it will also make it easier on us because if we are the owners of those titles then luring in prey becomes much easier. Having them come to us instead of the other way around is precisley the strategy we hope to imploy. We want the high ground, and the best way we can do that is to remove the burden of the OPW IMMORTAL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS from the unworhy hands of their present owners, and I will lay the ground work for that as I take on The Enforcer this week live on SHOWCA$E. Although I recently was told that after weeks the challenge I put in before Ophelia Pain left has finally been answered and next week I will be challenging Blair Buchannan-Stylez for the OPW Southern Heavyweight Championship, because the only way for our cause to get over for them to take notice is for us to bring the fight directly to them...And if we can defeat them, humiliate them, then maybe just maybe we will be able to break them! And I'd feel much more comfortable competing for that Southern Championship if I knew I had a ruthless savage son of a bitch like you down there watching my six! Think it over Rum...THey wanted us to destroy one another. What they don't want...What they truly feared is us combining our efforts. BEcause you take Mr. Homicide and The HUMAN DEATHMACHINE and that's too much crazy for them to handle. And after careful planning and plotting this is where we believe is the best way to make our pressence felt. SO again think it over....Take all the time you need ReDRuM, but just remember we work in a wrestling promotion owned by LA Johnny Stylez...So the normal rules, values, and traditions have been thrown out the window....If those are to ever exist in a place like this then we are going to have to force it on them...And this is not something any of us can do alone. But united...TOGETHER...We may be too much for the mighty factions that allegedly shit greatness!
Suddenly we hear the sound of a cell phone ringing. Jayson Violence checks his phone and apparently RedRum's phone that is sitting on the table right next to his. But once Jayson realises it is neither of these lines, his facial expression immediatley changes as he runs over to the corner of the room right by the door where the computer is and he opens the desk drawer and picks up a small government issued phone and he answers is.
Jayson Violence: This is VIOLENCE. Yes sir....Yes sir he is here now. No no answer yet we literally just finished talking I was about to show him....Wait what? He did? And they are ready right now? How long do I have?....Well FUCK that's not as much time as I was hoping for, but I can make it work. OK I can be ready to go live in two minutes. Uh-huh...Yeah...I will...OK. Thank you...we will talk soon, and don't worry I won't let you down! Violence OUT!.
Jayson then hangs up his phone and then shoots back over to the table where he was sitting and starting rumaging through the files and papers looking for a sheet he had some notes written on. Once he locates that he walks back over to the dek drawer and removes a mask like the ones most of the AMERICAN population is encouraged to wear while in public. This one is all black and it was the word "CURE" written in white bold letters across it. He then picks up a pair of sunglasses and puts them on. He then goes towards the door but before he exits and shuts the door behind him he turns back around and looks at RedRum and says.
Jayson Violence: Forgive me but we had a computer hacker able to get us into the OPW main frame and a line directly to The Enforcer's streaming appliances, but I'm actually working against the clock. So sit here there is more beet in the fridge help yourelf...But I'll be back in once this is over and I can see to it that we get you back to whereever you need to go.
RedRum: Who is we?
Jayson Violence: Join and you'll find out Rum...But really I gotta bounce, sit tight...I won't be long.
And with that Jayson Violence turns and opens the door to the bomb shelter and exits closing the door behind him. We then see him pauses for a moment as if he wanted to go back in and say something else, but he decide against it shrugging his shoulders and heading towards the back drop. He walks over to a back drop set up under a covered portion of the back porch of this home that is deep in the woods in the middle of no where. Jayson immediately walks over and flips open the laptop that is on a desk facing the back drop with a bunch of audio and computer equipment. He turns aeveryting on and then goes and stands in front of the back drop that we see is a bunch of circles with the SyNDiCaTe and WOLFPACK logos with circles drawn around them and slashes drawn diagonally through them. Jayson Violence then puts the sunglasses on and stands in front of the backdrop as we see a countdown on the laptop as it starts with
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LIVE
Suddenly the camera shoots to where The Enforcer is sitting. He is looking at his phone sitting in front of a television and there is a laptop in the corner of the room. Suddenly all three of them glitch until suddenly the word CURE appears on evry screen of every single device The Enforcer owns that picks up the internet. Then after a few brief moments the words slowly fade into Jayson Violence standing front and center with his sunglasses and COVID mask on looking like a terrorist or bank robber. The Enforer looks around tries changing the channel on his TV only to fnd that each channel is showing the same thing.
Jayson Violence: Ohhh Mr. Enforcer, stop trying to change the channel...Stop trying to do anything other than keeping your mouth closed and pay very close attention. We paid someone a lot of money to ensure that you recieved this message and recieve it you shall. As you very well know you and I are scheduled to meet as opponents tomorrow night live on MonDay Night SHoWCa$e and before we step insie the ring as foes there are some things I would like to make sure you are aware of before we try and inflict as much pain and punishment on one another as we can. You see I shouldn't have to tell you that we are at WAR. Not you and I specifically, but all of Outlaw Pro Wrestling. And I would very much like to congratulate you on your tremendous and decisive victory over the SyNDiCaTe this passed week because it is victories like that that shall inspire hope and the rest of the OPW roster to continue to fight and push on beyond the oppression of the dominant two factions that would have the world believe they we are their inferiors. But I shouldn't have to tell you what that's like. You know how that feels better than most of if not every single one of us, being treated like that by them since the start of your career!
Well I don't know about you but I have had more than enough of the disrespect, the neglegence, and the oversight...And I am broadcasting this message directly to you to show you that we have gotten organized and are looking to take our fight directly to the two super factions that are polluting and destroying this elite wrestling promotion. SO bearing this in mind let me ask you your tremendous CHampionship victory aside are you really in right place? Are you really on the right team? What are you fighting for ENforcer? Who are you fighting for? A man of your experience and skill should be much further along than you are now, yet you insist on standing by that flock of nitwits you presently stand next to and think you are getting somewhere? Are you really into servicing their dark lord or are their ends really worth the expenditure of your means? Are the things they fight for what you truly believe in?
I am askig you these questions because while I can't speak to any of it personally not ever having an actual conversation with you, but still from where I sit it seems as what INSURGENE has turned into isn't exactly your style or your scene. AndI would hate to think this is the first time you hear anyone say anything like this to you, but if that's the case if your aspirations, wants, and desires are no longer shared by those you have pledged your service to then it is only a matter of time before your enemies exploit that and use it to destroy and defeat you again and again and again until you either break or your name carries so little value you are the opening match on any and every bingo hall promotion you work for after you leave all of this behind.
Loyalty is indeed very hard to come by these days but the war we are fighting now is too big and too important to have those that could help us turn th tide and perhaps even win this damn thing sitting on the sidelines playing Lights as a Feather Stiff as a Board with a knock off way less sexy version of THE CRAFT meets PRO WRESTLING. And therefore Enforcer you may consider this your offical call to arms, because as I have cleary stated the WAR has already begun and we have more than a lot of ground to cover if we are to have any hopes of turning the tide in our favor, and we need good soilders to fight along side us just as they do..And I believe your talents are best used on our side helping us fight back those that would use what they have at our disposal to keep from us what we rightfully deserve so tht they can feel important for a few more minutes after their originally alotted 15 have already run out.
You don't have to answer me today you don't even have to answer me this week, because as I have already stated you and I are scheduled to face each other this week in the ring, and I would like for you to take this opportinity to look me in my eyes and see that what I am fighting for is something I believe in so much I would give my life for it if such a situation presented itself. That fighting for our future is better than fighting to envoke and provoke dark spirits to enhance the talents of someone who isn't all that talented to begin with. You are the company you keep Enforcer and should you elect to remain with them, then know good and got damn well no one from any side of this conflict will have any problem what so ever burying you along side your foolish frineds, but when its all said and done and the smoke clears history will look back on you as the biggest fool of them all!
Because another thing I wanted to inform you is that very soon Myself and a partner will be pressing and making a claim for the OPW Immortal World Tag Team Championships you and the rest of INSURGENCE presently hold in your posession, but know your days with those titles are numbered. And your celebration will likly end just as quickly as it began, because we NEED those titles to accomplish our mission and bring our cause to the next phase...And a demonstration on how far we are willing to go in order to achieve that very end will be seen live on Monday when I climb in that ring and give the live audience an the fans watching at home on HBO such a display or VIOLENCE that they will never be able to unsee no matter how much they want to. SO know this Enforcer I am coming to SHOWCASE to pound you into the ground! An example needs to be made and a message sent! It is time for someone to stand up for the Outlaw Pro Wrestling roster...It is time to put aside petty squabbles and focus our efforts on ridding Outlaw Pro Wrestling of its true enemy...Cut the real dead weight. And the only way I can procure a shot at the OPW IMMORTAL TAG TEAM TITLES is with a victory over you. The only way I can make sure Blair Buchannan-Stylez and the OPW Championship committe recgonizes me as a worthy opponent and challenger for Blair Buchannan-Stylez next wee3k is by climbing in that ring and hading the man who was recently given an award for most imporved wrestlr in all of Outlaw Pro.
COngratulations Eforcer I do honetly believe you deserve every bit of that award. But it will be in these next coming weeks where you have to fucking EARN IT! Because every challenge you face people will be looking to knock you off so that they may take a piece of your success tear a piece of it off for themelves and then toss whatever is left back down into your lap while you sit there and try desperatley trying to regain conciousness! Enforcer we don't know much about each other. But know this. I am former United States special forces...And they teach us th MISSION ABOVE ANY AND EVERYTHING ELSE. And that is precisley what I am on now. I am on a mission to see OPW's cancers eviscerated, and I am on a mission to see OPW flourish and become the true greatest wrestling promotion in th entire world...And my mission cannot face any set backs or delays and a loss to you is precisley what that will cause. There is no length I won't go to to see my mission, THE CURE's AGENDA pushed forward. Even if I have to beat you within an inch of your life so be it...Hopefully your with doctor friends can conjure you up some help and get someone to hold your hand because Eforcer your career here in OPW while seemingly on th upswing latley hasn't seen a great deal of success. I have studied the tapes I know how to hit you I know where to hit you. I know you are worried about proving your worth nd value more so now than ever especially with more and more of your old peers showing their faces daily.
But you semingly to them haven't gotten better if anything you have gotten worse. I know hiw dangerous a hungry and desperate man can be, and just know I am prepared to endure your worst. Because your worst Enforcer is a fucking picnic compared to some othr people's worst I have seen aroud the globe face down in the sand while I watch my platoon brother's faces melt off after be exposed to chemical weapons. And while just like those unorganized terror cells and militas are capable of delievering a devastating blow here and there...It is damn near impossible to see their goals all the way across the finish line because they simply lack the means, the will, and the firepower. It is time you realize you have been wasting your time fighting for the losing side, because what has being a member of their faction really brought you besides failure and defeat? Perhaps the best way to prove this point to you Eforcer is by handing you yet another humiliating defeat to send you back questioning yourself and your place in this business!
But if you are ready to become something more. Then take this beating you have coming and then rise from the ashes of defeat a new man...and a new soilder ready to fight and make his place in a company that his blood, sweat, and tears contributed to building. The choice is on you...War has only two types of peopl Enforcer...Soilders and CASUALTIES...Which one will you be at the end of the day? Guess we will find out what kind of man you really are. Because I am coming to Showcase for VICTORY and the only way I am leaving without it is damn near over my dead BODY. So you had be more prepared then you ever have been. Don't think because you finally have some gold around your waist that it's time to rest of the fruits of your efforts, because I am telling you again I am coming to SHOWCASe to also dispute you and the rest of INSURGENCE's CLAIM on thos CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS you won a week ago!
It's put up or shut up time Enforcer...And if you force my hand know I am fully capable and would even slightly enjoy SHUTTING YOU UP...PERMANETLY...Or you can make the decision to stand and fight the real war...and have your voice join ours and be the only one that is heard, because the floor will be ours...Even if he have to wipe it with you and your rag tag pack of bozos blood! Think it ovr FOrcer...There is only one right decision...and several wrong ones...But the decision as far as our match at SHOWCASE is concerned has already been decided...Now it's up to you if I merely defeat you or if I have to destroy you. ANd that is the world in which you live Enforcer..WAKE UP AND SMELL THE THORNZ BITCH VIOLENCE OUT!!
And with that the screen goes black and the word
C.U.R.E.
SAVE OUTLAW PRO...FUCK THE FACTIONZ!
Appears on the screen as we leave you to proccess and think about your next few steps. Either way things are fixing to get very interesting in Outlaw Pro Wrestling...Don't believe us? TUNE INTO SHOWCASE AND SEE FOR YOURSELF...
And so I am now preparing to fight the strangest WAR I have ever fought. No weapons and no actual killing (at least I don't think) but one where the stakes were just as high as any of the other conflicts I partook in during my days as a soilder. But the battle lines have been drawn and the first shots have been fired, yet one side of this conflict has yet to reveal itself which is where I was presently. Drastic times call for drastic measures and while I am not particularly proud of what happened next...I was left with no fricken choice. It was the only way he was going to hear me out.
Scene then switches to the parking liot after SHoW$e we see Jayson Violence openingthe trunk of a rental car. We see him put on a pair of black rubber gloves. He then unzips a duffle bag and removes a white cloth and a bottle of CHLOROFORM. He then looks at the car parked next to his. He sighs and shakes his head and then removes a long metal rod with a flat hook t the end of it. He then walks over to the passenger side door sticks the rod down into the window and manuevers it until he catches the lock n then lifts up unlocking the door. He then unlocks all four doors before opening the back passengerside door and the locking all the doors back as he gets in and ducks behind the driver seat and waits.
...HALF HOUR LATER
We see the same rental car pull up only Jayson Violence gets out of the driver side. He then opens up the doors to the back of the car and pulls out a body that has been tied by his ankles then again at his shins, then again at his knees. His hands are bound and he is also blind folded. Jayson struggles a bit to get the man onto his shoulders, but eventually he succedes and then starts lumbering toward an under ground struture. Once he reaches the bottom of th stairs and punches in a five digit code a door opens and we find ourselves enterting what looks like someone's DOOMS DAY BUNKER or at the very least was a BOMB SHELTER built during the COLD WAR. Either way it doesn't look like it's been used in years. But everything is still in imaculate codition. The sheets and blankets on the cots were folded to sheer perfection. Everything was clean and in it's own space. Jayson Violence doesn't stop to admire any of it, he just find a big black leather chair with wheels on the bottom to plop down his guest. After finally getting the deadweight of fhis his shoulders Violence turns around and kicks a steel folding chair out from the table behind him and sits down for a moment to catch his breathe. He reaches into his pockets and pulls out a soft pack of Newport menthol cigarettes. He pops it in his mouth and lights it with a silver ZIPPO. He takes a deep drag from the cigarette and exhales the smoke as he looks at the still blind folded and gagged figure in front of him.
Jayson then reaches into his back pocket and removes a knife. He presses a button and the blade swings up. He then cuts the man's bounds and removes the blindfold. We can't see who it is but obviously whomever it is is still very muh unconcious. Jayson removes the gag from his mouth but eides to rebound his hands and legs. He then heads into the kithen opens the fridge and reemoves a carton of eggs and some bacon and gets to cooking.
...a little while later.
Jayson Violence is washing his dishes as we see his epty plate next to another with eggs cooked over easy, bacon, and some toast with jelly. After he finishes washing the pa he cooked the bacon in, he leans over to check on his guest who is starting to stir. Jayson then gets an excited look on his face as he reaches into his pants behind hi and removes the glock .45 he had stashed there. He then walks over and pulls out the metal foldig chair again only places the back of it out front and he sits on the chair backwards leaning his arms across the back of the chair.
Suddenly the camera shifts to a POV style camra from the person sitting in the chair. We can tell its Jayson Violence sitting in the chair in front of us,, but the picture is really hazy. We can see him lifting his cigarette up to his lips ad taking a drag but we are unable to see the smoke rings he leans his head back and blows as he wals over and grabs the person by the cheek and leans his head over to the right as e hear him say...
Jayson Violence: Probably another fifteen to twenty minutes before all the lights are on. WHen you can speak say something. I've made you something to eat and then after that we have a lot to discuss you and me.
Suddenly the POV camera blinks...As the eye are starting to get heavy again and then they close and we are once again stairng at darkness.
...15-20 MiNuTeS LATER.
Suddenly the pov camera turns back on and we see Jayson Violence on the far end of the table over with a stack of manilla folders and one open in front of him. There are several pictures of the man he will be facing on SHOWCASE this week The ENforcer one third of the Outlaw Pro Wrestling IMMORTAL World Tag Team CHampions. As a matter of fact the photgraph on top is one of the members of INSURGENCE posing in the ring together after winning the Immortal Tag Team Championship match last week on SHOWCa$e. Jayson has a bunch of files on The Enforcer including dental records, police records, health records. A match by match analysis of his career in Outlaw Pro Wrestling.
Jayson looks up and notices the person in the chair starting to stir. Jayson removes his reading glasses and stands up. He reaches into his back pocket and pull out a knife. He then bends over and looks the person dead in the eye which given we are watching this on a POV camera Jayson Violence is looking dead into the camera as he says...
Jayson Violence: OK so before I cut you loose we need to get a few things straight and then maybe set some ground rules? But first and foremost...I know it may not seem like it, but I didn't go through all of this trouble to hurt you. If that's what I wanted you'd be in absolute pain right now! I do very much apologise for the elaborate meeting arrangement, but I cannot stress how important this issue is nor how cruicial it is for yours and my careers inside of the squared circle to not only continue but thrive! Now having said that...I am going to cut you loose, but before I do I need you to assure me that this isn't going to turn into some sort of brawl. Because you must be starving I fixed you somthing to eat it's waiting for you right behind me. But irregardless of what happens after I cut your bonds is you will hear me out and you will give me a straight answer before I leave. Now we can do this the easy and polite way, or the hard and the rude way...I'll leave that up to....NOD if you understand.
THe camera then moves up and down signaling they do undersstand Jayson Violence. So he takes his knife and cuts the bonds on the person's hands and then moves aroud to bonds on their boots. We then see a figure shoot up and damn near shove Jayson aside as he starts shoveling the good down his throat hardly tasting any of it. Jayson Violence then walks over to the fridge removes a bottle of FIJI water and two bottles of Heiniken. He pops both tops and knocks back a swig of his before setting the water and the beer next to the person who remains in front of him as he walks over to his folders and puts his reading glasses back on as he closes the file he was looking at and starts rumaigng through them looking for something specifically.
Jayson Violence: Whether or not you have notied Outlaw Pro Wrestling is at war. With whom you may ask? Not Action Wrestling, nor Anything Goes Wrestling, at least not anymore. No the war being fought on the grouds of OPW these days is a war against itself. I will admit I am very new to this business but even I can recgonize that the first six to eight months of a wrestling promotion are critical to its success. Presenting a product that helps define who and what you are and then being able to maintain that image so that the fan knows that this company is worth the time they invest into it moving forward. But the image originally promised to all of us by the blue haired self serving dickhead is so far lost I am willing to wager any and every dollar I ever make in this business after this week that he does't recall a single thing about the original vision he had for this place. But instead his vision, his resources, and all of our time is being sunk into a pointless never ceasing war that has been waged for over two decades, and while the fans seem to like them very much The Pack is no different from The SyNDiCaTe...just different versions of the same people on opposite sides of a conflict...And it is destroyig this company from the inside out and if some of us don't ban together and act fast then the work that has been done to restablish the real reputation of this place will all be for nothing as this war will consume the entire company and it will then be just a steady decline there until nothing remains, and I don't know about you but I've come too far to statt over somewhere new!
Jayson smashes the butt of his NEWPORT into the ash trey and then reaches for the pack again and fires up another one, not missing a single beat or stride.
Jayson Violence: And besides you didn't come all the way back and climb back in the ring for nothing did you? You decided to restart your career inbetween those ropes because you felt the urge to compete same as the rest of us here to one degree or another. But for some reason it hasn't been clicking for you the way it used to and I can tell if it continues it is going to destroy you. The fans and the management have high expectations for you...Big shoes to fill and then there is the matter of the expectations you have in yourself to perform at a high elite level, but so far haven't exactly seen those results have you? Now I don't say any of this to insult you... I say it because it is the truth those are the facts, and you can never hope to change the outcomes or behaviors without accepting the facts first. And believe me when I tell you that the best path to success in this business once again is for you to join up with me and you help me and a few other dedicated soilders of justice fight for our future, our dignity, and for our place in this company and help us eradicate the two cancerous tumors presently sucking the life force out of what is one of the most competitve, innovative, and creative pro wrestling promotions to ever exist.
Jayson pauses as he looks down at his file and on the tab written in purple sharpie it says REDRUM. Jayson tosses the file across the table and for the first time we see that this entire time Jayson Violence was having this conversation with REDRUM. REDRUM had finished eating and was suprisingly behaing himself sippin on his beer and listening to Jayson Violene's proposal.
Jayson VIolence: SO you are probably wondering why me? Why would I try and recruit you for this after you jumped me two weeks ago and sought to cut my career short by throwing me through a flaming table same as I made sure you fell through one as well. Ad the answer is simple...I was told to go out and find good reliable people and after going through stacks of these manilla folders I still firmly believe no one and I mean no one fits that descrption better than you. I have been watching your old PCW matches and if you could find some way to tap into being that guy again then I am telling you right now there isn't another force on this planet that could stop the two of us. You are a veteran and I am a still very green rokie who needs to learn some more of this business odds and ends, but more importantly our styles are based on ULTRA VIOLENCE...and just eariler this year I had to fight a way with a man trying to rid pro wrestling...OPW specifically of ultra violence altogether. If the style we love...our fans love is to survive then it is going to need two of it's bet making sure it sees its way into the future!
Redrum doesn't say a word. He looks across the table where Violence tossed his pack of NEWPORTS and motioned for Jayson to let him have one. Jayson then slides the pack and his zippo across the table as RedRum removes one of the cigarettes from the pack puts it in his mouth and flips the top of the zippo off and lights it. He exhales his first drag through his nostrils as he looks across the table at Jayson Violence as if he was still sizing him up or trying to make sense of the situation. But then his attention shoots down to this manilla folder with his name on it. He opens it up and glares at this collection of facts about his perosnal life and career in pro wrestling. There are even some pictures of what Rummy was doing after he left PCW the last time it was open which was also the last time RedRum competed inside of a pro wrestling ring. But once Rummy sees the pictures of his life after PCW he shoots a look of confusion at Jayson Violence who finished the rest of his beer and tossed it in a garbage can a few feet away. He then stands up and walks over to the fridge and takes out two more bottles and pops the top on his and offers the other to RedRum who just guzzled down what was left of his. Jayson pops the top and walks over and sets the bottle down beside RedRum as he sneaks a peek at what picture was causing RedRum's mental strain.
Jayson Violence: Listen Rum, you and I both know how they have these pictures...We both know why they have these pictures. ANd that right there is the main reason why I honestly believe WE HAVE TO FIGHT! They want nothing more than to use those of us that aren't on either side of this "GREAT FACTION CONFLICT" they are having and use us as pawns to play one off the other or to use in service of padding their own stats, doing their dirty work, or establishing their glory...And I don't know about you but I fucking REFUSE to let that happen. I don't even come close to having the same value or weight your name carries in this business and I never will if I stand by and do nothing. And if you think I'm full of shit, then consider this my friend when you arrived back in the OPW locker room, was it your idea to come jump on me? Or was it someone elses? Someone else who even offered to put you in a position to allow you the mental high ground? And then there was a snap of her fingers and there you were unwittingly and unknowingly doing their bidding by trying to make sure I was otherwise occupied while also knowing what types of wrestlers you and I happen to be...Which created an ultimate win-win scenario for them. Because if we are fighting each other not only are we not using our skills and talents to pose any threat to them, but they know neithr of us would be willing to give the other a single inch even if it cost us evrything...So if one of us were to take the other out then that is also a win for them because that's one less ultra violent sick son of a bitch they have to worry about in the long run! ANd if there was anything you should have learned from your last run in PCW, and seeing what happened to your former mentor Ryan Pugh you should know good and got damn well that trusting a got damn snake like LA Johnny Stylez is at the very least a career altering or even destroying mistake. But I don't blame you, you needed to make an immediate impact especially after the way your first brief run with the company went, but don't sit there and think that them suggesting you do so at my expense was done at random. It was designed and it was designed to hurt you not help you. And they have the audacity to sit there and say you and I are the sick and twisted ones!...Well let me put this to you as plainly and politely as I can
"FUCK THAT AND FUCK THEM"
Outlaw Pro Wrestling needs leaders! If the rest of the OPW roster is to have a hope then some of us are going to have to roll up our sleeves and get our hands dirty and fight them for it tooth and nail in the trenches. Make it to where they nor the fans can overlook us and what we are doing. We have to create our own luck. We have to fight for our own fate...We have to make them EARN what they have been taking from everyone else from fucking JUMP STREET! Now look I also know that after Ryan Pugh turned on you back in PCW...The man who gave you one of the biggest breaks you have ever had in your career turned his back on you at the worst moment and robbed you of regaining the PCW World Heavyweight Championship you had never lost in favor of LA Johnny Stylez it became difficult if not impossible to trust. ANd I know you don't know me from any of those other dickheads...But I am here and now offering you the best chance you are going to get to fight this and maybe even with a little luck ultimately defeat this. Because I know the unstoppable savage beast that once upon a time struck real life fear into the hearts of the men who one stood across the ring from you. Especially during your days as the PCW World Heavyweight Champion. There they were standing across the ring with th richest prize in the game and the biggest opportunity of their entire professional careers and the only thing they can see in their heads is the possible pain and torture you were going to inflict upon them in the name of PCW and it's top prize. I believe that man still lives. Actually I believe a version of you that is far and away siperior to that man exists. You just need to put in the work to find him. And right now like I said the battle lines are being drawn and if there is anyone who thinks they can take both factions on alone and have any hope of coming out victorious let alone still in one piece is a fucking fool, and I don't think you are that at all, but Ive been wrong before! SO I'll tell you what Rum...You take all the time you need and you think it over. But make sure you think long and hard about what it is you came back to the ring to accomplish my friend...And then you look me in the eye and tell me you honestly believe you can achieve any of it without someone watching your back. Now I will say this...Should you make the right decision and join our little resistance then our first mission would be to pursue and eventually take ownership of the OPW IMMORTAL WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS, presently held by the members of INSURGENCE. In pro wrestling the GOLDEN RULE has always stood at the top of the list because naturally
"WHO EVER HAS THE GOLD MAKES THE RULES!"
And it will also make it easier on us because if we are the owners of those titles then luring in prey becomes much easier. Having them come to us instead of the other way around is precisley the strategy we hope to imploy. We want the high ground, and the best way we can do that is to remove the burden of the OPW IMMORTAL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS from the unworhy hands of their present owners, and I will lay the ground work for that as I take on The Enforcer this week live on SHOWCA$E. Although I recently was told that after weeks the challenge I put in before Ophelia Pain left has finally been answered and next week I will be challenging Blair Buchannan-Stylez for the OPW Southern Heavyweight Championship, because the only way for our cause to get over for them to take notice is for us to bring the fight directly to them...And if we can defeat them, humiliate them, then maybe just maybe we will be able to break them! And I'd feel much more comfortable competing for that Southern Championship if I knew I had a ruthless savage son of a bitch like you down there watching my six! Think it over Rum...THey wanted us to destroy one another. What they don't want...What they truly feared is us combining our efforts. BEcause you take Mr. Homicide and The HUMAN DEATHMACHINE and that's too much crazy for them to handle. And after careful planning and plotting this is where we believe is the best way to make our pressence felt. SO again think it over....Take all the time you need ReDRuM, but just remember we work in a wrestling promotion owned by LA Johnny Stylez...So the normal rules, values, and traditions have been thrown out the window....If those are to ever exist in a place like this then we are going to have to force it on them...And this is not something any of us can do alone. But united...TOGETHER...We may be too much for the mighty factions that allegedly shit greatness!
Suddenly we hear the sound of a cell phone ringing. Jayson Violence checks his phone and apparently RedRum's phone that is sitting on the table right next to his. But once Jayson realises it is neither of these lines, his facial expression immediatley changes as he runs over to the corner of the room right by the door where the computer is and he opens the desk drawer and picks up a small government issued phone and he answers is.
Jayson Violence: This is VIOLENCE. Yes sir....Yes sir he is here now. No no answer yet we literally just finished talking I was about to show him....Wait what? He did? And they are ready right now? How long do I have?....Well FUCK that's not as much time as I was hoping for, but I can make it work. OK I can be ready to go live in two minutes. Uh-huh...Yeah...I will...OK. Thank you...we will talk soon, and don't worry I won't let you down! Violence OUT!.
Jayson then hangs up his phone and then shoots back over to the table where he was sitting and starting rumaging through the files and papers looking for a sheet he had some notes written on. Once he locates that he walks back over to the dek drawer and removes a mask like the ones most of the AMERICAN population is encouraged to wear while in public. This one is all black and it was the word "CURE" written in white bold letters across it. He then picks up a pair of sunglasses and puts them on. He then goes towards the door but before he exits and shuts the door behind him he turns back around and looks at RedRum and says.
Jayson Violence: Forgive me but we had a computer hacker able to get us into the OPW main frame and a line directly to The Enforcer's streaming appliances, but I'm actually working against the clock. So sit here there is more beet in the fridge help yourelf...But I'll be back in once this is over and I can see to it that we get you back to whereever you need to go.
RedRum: Who is we?
Jayson Violence: Join and you'll find out Rum...But really I gotta bounce, sit tight...I won't be long.
And with that Jayson Violence turns and opens the door to the bomb shelter and exits closing the door behind him. We then see him pauses for a moment as if he wanted to go back in and say something else, but he decide against it shrugging his shoulders and heading towards the back drop. He walks over to a back drop set up under a covered portion of the back porch of this home that is deep in the woods in the middle of no where. Jayson immediately walks over and flips open the laptop that is on a desk facing the back drop with a bunch of audio and computer equipment. He turns aeveryting on and then goes and stands in front of the back drop that we see is a bunch of circles with the SyNDiCaTe and WOLFPACK logos with circles drawn around them and slashes drawn diagonally through them. Jayson Violence then puts the sunglasses on and stands in front of the backdrop as we see a countdown on the laptop as it starts with
5
4
3
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LIVE
Suddenly the camera shoots to where The Enforcer is sitting. He is looking at his phone sitting in front of a television and there is a laptop in the corner of the room. Suddenly all three of them glitch until suddenly the word CURE appears on evry screen of every single device The Enforcer owns that picks up the internet. Then after a few brief moments the words slowly fade into Jayson Violence standing front and center with his sunglasses and COVID mask on looking like a terrorist or bank robber. The Enforer looks around tries changing the channel on his TV only to fnd that each channel is showing the same thing.
Jayson Violence: Ohhh Mr. Enforcer, stop trying to change the channel...Stop trying to do anything other than keeping your mouth closed and pay very close attention. We paid someone a lot of money to ensure that you recieved this message and recieve it you shall. As you very well know you and I are scheduled to meet as opponents tomorrow night live on MonDay Night SHoWCa$e and before we step insie the ring as foes there are some things I would like to make sure you are aware of before we try and inflict as much pain and punishment on one another as we can. You see I shouldn't have to tell you that we are at WAR. Not you and I specifically, but all of Outlaw Pro Wrestling. And I would very much like to congratulate you on your tremendous and decisive victory over the SyNDiCaTe this passed week because it is victories like that that shall inspire hope and the rest of the OPW roster to continue to fight and push on beyond the oppression of the dominant two factions that would have the world believe they we are their inferiors. But I shouldn't have to tell you what that's like. You know how that feels better than most of if not every single one of us, being treated like that by them since the start of your career!
Well I don't know about you but I have had more than enough of the disrespect, the neglegence, and the oversight...And I am broadcasting this message directly to you to show you that we have gotten organized and are looking to take our fight directly to the two super factions that are polluting and destroying this elite wrestling promotion. SO bearing this in mind let me ask you your tremendous CHampionship victory aside are you really in right place? Are you really on the right team? What are you fighting for ENforcer? Who are you fighting for? A man of your experience and skill should be much further along than you are now, yet you insist on standing by that flock of nitwits you presently stand next to and think you are getting somewhere? Are you really into servicing their dark lord or are their ends really worth the expenditure of your means? Are the things they fight for what you truly believe in?
I am askig you these questions because while I can't speak to any of it personally not ever having an actual conversation with you, but still from where I sit it seems as what INSURGENE has turned into isn't exactly your style or your scene. AndI would hate to think this is the first time you hear anyone say anything like this to you, but if that's the case if your aspirations, wants, and desires are no longer shared by those you have pledged your service to then it is only a matter of time before your enemies exploit that and use it to destroy and defeat you again and again and again until you either break or your name carries so little value you are the opening match on any and every bingo hall promotion you work for after you leave all of this behind.
Loyalty is indeed very hard to come by these days but the war we are fighting now is too big and too important to have those that could help us turn th tide and perhaps even win this damn thing sitting on the sidelines playing Lights as a Feather Stiff as a Board with a knock off way less sexy version of THE CRAFT meets PRO WRESTLING. And therefore Enforcer you may consider this your offical call to arms, because as I have cleary stated the WAR has already begun and we have more than a lot of ground to cover if we are to have any hopes of turning the tide in our favor, and we need good soilders to fight along side us just as they do..And I believe your talents are best used on our side helping us fight back those that would use what they have at our disposal to keep from us what we rightfully deserve so tht they can feel important for a few more minutes after their originally alotted 15 have already run out.
You don't have to answer me today you don't even have to answer me this week, because as I have already stated you and I are scheduled to face each other this week in the ring, and I would like for you to take this opportinity to look me in my eyes and see that what I am fighting for is something I believe in so much I would give my life for it if such a situation presented itself. That fighting for our future is better than fighting to envoke and provoke dark spirits to enhance the talents of someone who isn't all that talented to begin with. You are the company you keep Enforcer and should you elect to remain with them, then know good and got damn well no one from any side of this conflict will have any problem what so ever burying you along side your foolish frineds, but when its all said and done and the smoke clears history will look back on you as the biggest fool of them all!
Because another thing I wanted to inform you is that very soon Myself and a partner will be pressing and making a claim for the OPW Immortal World Tag Team Championships you and the rest of INSURGENCE presently hold in your posession, but know your days with those titles are numbered. And your celebration will likly end just as quickly as it began, because we NEED those titles to accomplish our mission and bring our cause to the next phase...And a demonstration on how far we are willing to go in order to achieve that very end will be seen live on Monday when I climb in that ring and give the live audience an the fans watching at home on HBO such a display or VIOLENCE that they will never be able to unsee no matter how much they want to. SO know this Enforcer I am coming to SHOWCASE to pound you into the ground! An example needs to be made and a message sent! It is time for someone to stand up for the Outlaw Pro Wrestling roster...It is time to put aside petty squabbles and focus our efforts on ridding Outlaw Pro Wrestling of its true enemy...Cut the real dead weight. And the only way I can procure a shot at the OPW IMMORTAL TAG TEAM TITLES is with a victory over you. The only way I can make sure Blair Buchannan-Stylez and the OPW Championship committe recgonizes me as a worthy opponent and challenger for Blair Buchannan-Stylez next wee3k is by climbing in that ring and hading the man who was recently given an award for most imporved wrestlr in all of Outlaw Pro.
COngratulations Eforcer I do honetly believe you deserve every bit of that award. But it will be in these next coming weeks where you have to fucking EARN IT! Because every challenge you face people will be looking to knock you off so that they may take a piece of your success tear a piece of it off for themelves and then toss whatever is left back down into your lap while you sit there and try desperatley trying to regain conciousness! Enforcer we don't know much about each other. But know this. I am former United States special forces...And they teach us th MISSION ABOVE ANY AND EVERYTHING ELSE. And that is precisley what I am on now. I am on a mission to see OPW's cancers eviscerated, and I am on a mission to see OPW flourish and become the true greatest wrestling promotion in th entire world...And my mission cannot face any set backs or delays and a loss to you is precisley what that will cause. There is no length I won't go to to see my mission, THE CURE's AGENDA pushed forward. Even if I have to beat you within an inch of your life so be it...Hopefully your with doctor friends can conjure you up some help and get someone to hold your hand because Eforcer your career here in OPW while seemingly on th upswing latley hasn't seen a great deal of success. I have studied the tapes I know how to hit you I know where to hit you. I know you are worried about proving your worth nd value more so now than ever especially with more and more of your old peers showing their faces daily.
But you semingly to them haven't gotten better if anything you have gotten worse. I know hiw dangerous a hungry and desperate man can be, and just know I am prepared to endure your worst. Because your worst Enforcer is a fucking picnic compared to some othr people's worst I have seen aroud the globe face down in the sand while I watch my platoon brother's faces melt off after be exposed to chemical weapons. And while just like those unorganized terror cells and militas are capable of delievering a devastating blow here and there...It is damn near impossible to see their goals all the way across the finish line because they simply lack the means, the will, and the firepower. It is time you realize you have been wasting your time fighting for the losing side, because what has being a member of their faction really brought you besides failure and defeat? Perhaps the best way to prove this point to you Eforcer is by handing you yet another humiliating defeat to send you back questioning yourself and your place in this business!
But if you are ready to become something more. Then take this beating you have coming and then rise from the ashes of defeat a new man...and a new soilder ready to fight and make his place in a company that his blood, sweat, and tears contributed to building. The choice is on you...War has only two types of peopl Enforcer...Soilders and CASUALTIES...Which one will you be at the end of the day? Guess we will find out what kind of man you really are. Because I am coming to Showcase for VICTORY and the only way I am leaving without it is damn near over my dead BODY. So you had be more prepared then you ever have been. Don't think because you finally have some gold around your waist that it's time to rest of the fruits of your efforts, because I am telling you again I am coming to SHOWCASe to also dispute you and the rest of INSURGENCE's CLAIM on thos CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS you won a week ago!
It's put up or shut up time Enforcer...And if you force my hand know I am fully capable and would even slightly enjoy SHUTTING YOU UP...PERMANETLY...Or you can make the decision to stand and fight the real war...and have your voice join ours and be the only one that is heard, because the floor will be ours...Even if he have to wipe it with you and your rag tag pack of bozos blood! Think it ovr FOrcer...There is only one right decision...and several wrong ones...But the decision as far as our match at SHOWCASE is concerned has already been decided...Now it's up to you if I merely defeat you or if I have to destroy you. ANd that is the world in which you live Enforcer..WAKE UP AND SMELL THE THORNZ BITCH VIOLENCE OUT!!
And with that the screen goes black and the word
C.U.R.E.
SAVE OUTLAW PRO...FUCK THE FACTIONZ!
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