Post by jasonryan on Apr 25, 2021 22:56:52 GMT -5
Jason is seen in an empty arena, wearing a New Orleans Saints hoodie, Saints ball cap, blue jeans and sneakers. He sits on the stage looking at all the empty seats.
Ya know, something I love to do before every match I have is to come out to the empty arena and think. Think about my past, what led me here. If you had told me when I started training at 15 that I would have the career I’ve had thus far I would’ve asked you what you were smoking. Once again I find myself in a championship match, something that’s commonplace for me at this point. But I can’t help but feel a little insulted. I mean no disrespect to the Hardcore championship of this brand, whatever the history is. But the fact I’ve just been thrown in this match to fill a spot.
Jason takes a minute to cough into his arm
Not to mention the name of the show, Dangerzone makes me feel like whoever it is that names shit around here is five years old. I’ve heard some stupid names for a show before but this is on a whole other level. And I’ll just be candid. Lately I’ve been struggling with my health and the idiot doctor here seems to think I should be pulled from the match. But I’m going ahead with it for one very reason.
Jason coughs some more before continuing
I can’t stop thinking about my debut. It haunts me, I lost to a lesser wrestler. And before the bleeding hearts on Twitter crucify me, I didn’t say that cause my opponent was a female. I said it because to be honest, she did not beat me. I beat me. I underestimated her. I did something I’m not really known for doing, it happens very rarely. But I fucked up. I fucked up and didn’t see her as a credible threat. And I paid the price. And I’ll be honest, that mental error has been tormenting me more than I care to admit. And add that in with the fact Jin Min-Jun has the talent of getting under my skin just by breathing air and yeah, this is a match I woodnotes miss for the world. I get the chance to redeem myself and kick the piss out of Jin, how could I miss it.
Jason coughs roughly and wipes his mouth
Let’s talk about my opponents in this match shall we? Starting with the male hooker Jalen Prince. I don’t get it, does professional wrestling attract wannabe whores? I’m honestly trying to understand why the hell he’s even here. The Brothel is down the street. It’s just like fighting Flop in APW all over again. And yet, this jackoff gets personally greeted by the GM. How’d that work out for you dipass? Jalen should be locked away in a cell far away from people where everyone forgets about him. Professional wrestling has enough social rejects in its fans, we don’t need one wrestling with us. So at Dangerzone, I’m gonna take that stripper pole he uses to make his living and use it to bear the piss out of him. It’s not even about making him bleed, I’m just going to make sure he knows, freaks like him don’t belong in the real world. And I won’t stop until he leaves and never comes back.
Jason coughs violently and spits. When he talks again his voice is a little raspy.
Now, let’s talk about Sora Weaver. I don’t really have much to say about him, other than this. You know that line in your music that says and I quote, “Am I God or am I shit?” I understand this is confusing for you, let me help you out. I’m God, you’re shit. We understand each other? Oh, and if you and Jin decide to try any teaming up BS since you’re part of a stable, I won’t hesitate to turn you, Jin and Aphrodite into a human centipede. Which should be the new name for your stable, you’re already good at ass kissing.
After another coughing spell Jason continues in a pained voice
The Narcoleptic Ninja. All I have to say about this one is this is why everyone should practice safe sex. I understand professional wrestling has a history of doing nice things for village idiots but this ain’t Make-a-Wish. I wanna talk to the rest of us in the match. I dunno about you. I'm a little insulted people like him get to challenge for a championship here. Can we all agree that dipshit doesn’t belong here? Here’s what I’m proposing. We all Ann together to get rid of him so our match doesn’t turn into a damn circus show.
Jason reaches into his pocket and after yet another coughing fit that echoes throughout the empty arena throws a cough drop into his mouth.
And now we’ve got Richard Dweck. Ya know I’ve been asking myself what’s worse, Richard’s comedy or Richard’s wrestling and the more I watch of each, the more my answer flip flops. But I will say he is funny in one way. His wrestling style is so soft it’s genuinely funny. If that’s an act, bravo. It’s actually funny to watch.
Jason sighs and looks up at the ceiling
And now for Arcana. Man do I have a lot to say about this one. I have to say, I’m pissed off. I lost to her. And I am NOT a loser! I am NOT a curtain jerker. And the fact that someone like Jalen… JALEN was able to win a match and I lost to someone like Arcana, it haunts me. So I am going to enjoy getting my payback. I’m the one who the legendary title runs! I’m the one who sells t-shirts! I’m the one that puts asses in chairs! I’m the one that carried APW alongside Damon Warrens! I’m the one that has become the focal point of every federation he’s been apart of! And the fact I lost to someone like her! Her-
Jason breaks into a coughing fit before continuing
Now Arcana, I congratulate you on your victory but hear me now. I am not taking you lightly again. I will not dismiss you again. I am going to be focused. And trust me when I say, if nothing else, I’m taking you to hell with me.
Jason drinks from a bottle of water and continues in a raspy voice.
And now, Jin Min-Jin. This fucking bedbug. I have never met someone so annoying, someone who never fails to give me a migraine then this pain in the ass. Two things about this guy pisses me off. Number one, his face. It just screams “ punch me punch me punch me.” Every time I see it, I just wanna bust his stupid skull open and I will make sure to do that at Dangerzone. And then I’m gonna piss in his mouth to accompany the shit that he speaks. Let me tell you how your night is gonna do. First I’m gonna beat the piss out of you. And then I’m gonna beat you. And lastly the Hardcore champion.
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Jason is on his feet now pacing
Look I mean no disrespect. Hell I actually kinda like you. But you have something I want. Hell you have something I need. That Hardcore title is the prize. That means a better future, a better life for my pregnant wife and my eight year old son! That’s why I wrestle! That’s why I do what I do! All for my family that count on me to provide. I would push a nun off a cliff if it meant it would benefit my family! Hell I’d push my own grandmother off a cliff for my family.
Jason takes off his shirt to reveal the name of his wife Vala and his son, Issac tattooed near his heart.
In every match I have, I carry my family with me. I NEED that hardcore title so I can use it to elevate myself to the world title. I need that so I can put my son through school. So my son never wants for anything like I did! So my son doesn’t have to go hungry a day in his life like I did! So my son never has to wear the same clothes for days on end like I did! So my wife can rest easy, knowing our children are taken care of. So my wife can one day retire from the police force and do what she loves to do, being a mother to our children without a care in the world.
Jason puts his short back on and heaves a sigh
It’s nothing personal. Just business. Just now at Dangerzone I walk out Hardcore Champion! At Dangerzone I make a statement! I am the one with the most to prove! At Dangerzone I become the next big thing! To be quite honest, once we get to Dangerzone, all y’all picked the right day to get fucked up!
Jason points to the ring
I am who I am. And I’m different from everybody else. I’m the Difference Maker Jason Ryan. And at Dangerzone you wil witness… Greatness!