Post by jasonryan on May 23, 2021 22:52:35 GMT -5
Jason is on a exercise bike in the basement of his house, setting his phone at the perfect angle to film himself. He clearly has been at it for a while as a thing later of sweat covers his forehead.
Just got home, already putting the work in. And boy do I have a lot to talk about. Let’s get started. First off, this Left Hand business. Cerise, whatever your name is, I see you. I know what you’re doing. And I can respect it. Trust me, I can’t stand anyone there either, I fully support the attempted coup you have going on. That being said, hear me now. I’m not interested in raising my left hand and pledging my allegiance to anyone, the only one who I am loyal to is me. However I’m sure we can still do business. Ultimately we want the same thing, I don’t know your reasons nor your history with the people at Revolution, nor do I care. Although I have no plans in joining you, I have a business proposition. You want to take all of them down, meaning eventually I’ll find myself on your hit list. Before you target me, hear me out. Here’s what I propose. I stay out of your way, I don’t interfere with you whatsoever. I don’t get involved in your coming conflict in any way. And you don’t get involved in my business. I don’t fuck with you, you don’t fuck with me. And don’t get confused, this isn’t me offering a truce or alliance. I don’t make friends, I don’t make allies. I don’t need them. But surely you can see the wisdom in what I say. You’re gonna have your hands for with everyone else and I really don’t feel like having to deal with your organization. So, if you feel like doing business, get at me. We’ll do business.
Jason sniffs and coughs
Sorry, I’m overcoming a cold. But moving on, Angelo. I told you man. I told you, you just can’t hang. You couldn’t do it then, can’t do it now. I mean no disrespect, truly, I’m coming from a good place but it’s time someone tell you the truth. And because a small part of me doesn’t want to see a once great wrestler to carry one pointlessly, I will tell you what you need to hear. Once more you dropped the ball man. What you always do, you dropped the ball. And no only did you let your boy down, embarrass yourself, and ensure your kids are gonna get picked on at school, but I just killed your dream. All you want in life is to become world champion, but try as you might, you still can’t pull it off. Face it, you will never realize your dreams. Dreams don’t come true, and I made you realize that. You can piss and moan, cry foul all you want. Because we both know you’re not man enough to acknowledge when you fail. It’s not your fault, it’s never your fault. See the difference between us is when I fail, I accept it. I acknowledge it and I use it to grow. You, you cry, you piss, you moan, and you refuse to acknowledge your failure. You are the reason you never won the big one, and you never will. And to think I once looked up to you. When I was first breaking in, I looked up to you. I even considered seeking your tutelage. But your endless lust to be champion has changed you my friend. You’re not half the wrestler you used to be, and even lesser man. You’re just a old, bitter old man, whose Hall of Fame ring, is nothing but a sham. A participation trophy. We both know, you don’t deserve that but it’s the only thing you have left. You are left with no pride, no dignity, nothing that a man is supposed to have. All you have left in this business is that ring, and I pity you for it. So go ahead Angelo, keep abusing your body, keep chasing that high you will never get. End up in a wheelchair because your body can’t take it anymore, be the reason you can’t play an active role in the lives of your children. I’m sure they’ll forgive you for being so selfish, I’m sure they’ll understand you chasing some fantasy we both know will never become reality. Just know, when you can no longer move because your body just gave up, and you have nothing to show your countless efforts, just know, you have no one to blame but yourself. And you will have no choice but to admit the fact, you just weren’t good enough.
Jason wipes his face with a towel and keeps going
And now, let’s talk about this tournament. Let’s start by my first opponent, Aphrodite. I know nothing about this one, never so much as said a single word in greeting. But you’re in my way, that makes you an enemy. Just by standing across from me, you’ve sealed your fate. I am going to break you down, I will make you regret the day you entered the ring for the first time. Those that oppose me will pay with their hopes and dreams. I will be the one that ensures you never get your hands on the crown you desire. While you dream of glory and honor, I will be your abrupt awakening, and you will awake to a reality of the bitter feeling of failure. But I’m not unfair. So I will offer you some advice. There are no friends in this business. It’s everyone for themselves. Know what having allies, having a team gets you? Betrayed and or hurt. Only one of you can ever achieve greatness. You can make friends or you can make money. Your little stable, only one of you can win this tournament, only one can become champion. Only one of you can breakout. Everyone else, is just fodder. Think about it, what do you really get out of your little arrangement? My guess is little. Friendship isn’t something one should treasure. You want to be great? Kick your buddies to the curb, focus on yourself, care only for yourself. But I know you’re not going to listen to words alone so I’m gonna pound that lesson into your brain. And as you stare up at the lights, as the realization that your friends got you nowhere, I hope you learn that lesson. Because once you learn that lesson, that’s when you’ll go places.
Jason takes a drink from his water bottle.
I offer that advice to you as well Sora. And deep down, I think you know it. I think you know that eventually one of you is gonna turn on the others. One of you has a dagger waiting, and is just waiting. Those other people, they aren’t your friends. They’re using you, and you’re using them. Might as well get them before they get you. And speaking of getting you, should our paths cross in this tournament, I’m going use you to make my statement. Get in my way and I promise you, whatever you had planned for this company will die. Your dreams will be kill right in front of you, and I will have no remorse for my actions. I will rob you if everything if you get in my way. I would split my own mother’s skull open if she was in the way of something I wanted. And then I’d split open the skull of your mother just to see the look on your face. So, you best pray to whatever God you believe in that we don’t get matched up. Because if we do, you will know a torment you never knew existed. And at the end of it all, you will be forced to kiss my ring, and acknowledge me.
Jason shows off the Diamond ring on his finger.
Now, moving on to you Jalen. I’ll be honest, you piss me off. Everything about you pisses me off. The fact you exist is enough to ruin my day. I’m sick of seeing you around, so I’m going to make sure you go away for good. Whether it’s in the ring or backstage, I’m going to make sure you go away for good. When the time is right, I’m ending you. For no other reason than I just don’t like you. I don’t even want your acknowledgment, you are not a person to me. You’re a rodent, something to dispose of and forget about. And should we face off, I’ll do just that.
As for you Maggie, I couldn’t care less about you. Much like everyone else, I do not care about you whatsoever. I don’t even know what you’re doing here. You don’t belong here, you don’t belong anywhere. No one has ever wanted you around, so I am going to do us all a favor should we face off and make sure you get the message. You are not welcome. You will never be welcome. If you stand across the ring from me, I will punish your insolence for daring to think otherwise and I won’t stop until you cry and beg me to stop, how you’re sorry for forgetting your place and swear to never show your face in my kingdom again. You are nothing but a mongrel pup and I will make sure you realize it.
Jason drinks more water and pours some on his head
Sierra, it’s time you come face to face with the devil. I’m not like everyone else, I’m not gonna tiptoe around you. I see right through you. No matter how hard you try, you can’t hide it. You’re nothing but a scared little bitch. You may have everyone else fooled but I see the real you, and honestly I hope we get to fight. Cause I’ll show you true evil. I’ve ended careers, ruined families, destroyed lives, and loved every single second of it. I kill dreams for no other reason than I love it. I love seeming people realize the dreams they’d do anything to make reality, will never be realized. Whereas you, are nothing but a pretender watching shitty anime. Should we face off, I’ll show you true evil, I’ll make you realize what that means. You will come face to face with the devil and you will reduced to tears, begging for mercy from the merciless. I will take great delight in breaking you. Because we both know, once someone breaks you, there’s no putting yourself back together.
A grown crosses Jason’s face
Last and least Jessie and Jin. One of you will have your dreams killed by me. If it’s you Jessie, I’m going to make you realize that your quest to uplift Legacy is a waste of time. Legacy isn’t shit; Sin isn’t shit, both brands aren’t worth the shits I take. So, if we face off I am going to be end your dreams of making Legacy the top brand, I will trample it to death, and I will take your title, and throw it in the trash where it belongs. And just because I don’t like you, I’ll kick every single one of your teeth down your throat. As for you Jin, I’ve had enough of you. So I’ll take your lifeless corpse, show it to your family, and make you realize the truth. That I am better than you, simple. Of all the dreams I will kill, I look forward to killing yours the most. I am sick of you of your sickening idealism, your sucking up you to everyone hoping they’ll tolerate you, I’m sick of you period.
Jason wipes his forehead
Soon, I will be acknowledged as The Dreamkiller, as the King, as the world champion. Despite all your best efforts, your arms are just too short to box with God.
Just got home, already putting the work in. And boy do I have a lot to talk about. Let’s get started. First off, this Left Hand business. Cerise, whatever your name is, I see you. I know what you’re doing. And I can respect it. Trust me, I can’t stand anyone there either, I fully support the attempted coup you have going on. That being said, hear me now. I’m not interested in raising my left hand and pledging my allegiance to anyone, the only one who I am loyal to is me. However I’m sure we can still do business. Ultimately we want the same thing, I don’t know your reasons nor your history with the people at Revolution, nor do I care. Although I have no plans in joining you, I have a business proposition. You want to take all of them down, meaning eventually I’ll find myself on your hit list. Before you target me, hear me out. Here’s what I propose. I stay out of your way, I don’t interfere with you whatsoever. I don’t get involved in your coming conflict in any way. And you don’t get involved in my business. I don’t fuck with you, you don’t fuck with me. And don’t get confused, this isn’t me offering a truce or alliance. I don’t make friends, I don’t make allies. I don’t need them. But surely you can see the wisdom in what I say. You’re gonna have your hands for with everyone else and I really don’t feel like having to deal with your organization. So, if you feel like doing business, get at me. We’ll do business.
Jason sniffs and coughs
Sorry, I’m overcoming a cold. But moving on, Angelo. I told you man. I told you, you just can’t hang. You couldn’t do it then, can’t do it now. I mean no disrespect, truly, I’m coming from a good place but it’s time someone tell you the truth. And because a small part of me doesn’t want to see a once great wrestler to carry one pointlessly, I will tell you what you need to hear. Once more you dropped the ball man. What you always do, you dropped the ball. And no only did you let your boy down, embarrass yourself, and ensure your kids are gonna get picked on at school, but I just killed your dream. All you want in life is to become world champion, but try as you might, you still can’t pull it off. Face it, you will never realize your dreams. Dreams don’t come true, and I made you realize that. You can piss and moan, cry foul all you want. Because we both know you’re not man enough to acknowledge when you fail. It’s not your fault, it’s never your fault. See the difference between us is when I fail, I accept it. I acknowledge it and I use it to grow. You, you cry, you piss, you moan, and you refuse to acknowledge your failure. You are the reason you never won the big one, and you never will. And to think I once looked up to you. When I was first breaking in, I looked up to you. I even considered seeking your tutelage. But your endless lust to be champion has changed you my friend. You’re not half the wrestler you used to be, and even lesser man. You’re just a old, bitter old man, whose Hall of Fame ring, is nothing but a sham. A participation trophy. We both know, you don’t deserve that but it’s the only thing you have left. You are left with no pride, no dignity, nothing that a man is supposed to have. All you have left in this business is that ring, and I pity you for it. So go ahead Angelo, keep abusing your body, keep chasing that high you will never get. End up in a wheelchair because your body can’t take it anymore, be the reason you can’t play an active role in the lives of your children. I’m sure they’ll forgive you for being so selfish, I’m sure they’ll understand you chasing some fantasy we both know will never become reality. Just know, when you can no longer move because your body just gave up, and you have nothing to show your countless efforts, just know, you have no one to blame but yourself. And you will have no choice but to admit the fact, you just weren’t good enough.
Jason wipes his face with a towel and keeps going
And now, let’s talk about this tournament. Let’s start by my first opponent, Aphrodite. I know nothing about this one, never so much as said a single word in greeting. But you’re in my way, that makes you an enemy. Just by standing across from me, you’ve sealed your fate. I am going to break you down, I will make you regret the day you entered the ring for the first time. Those that oppose me will pay with their hopes and dreams. I will be the one that ensures you never get your hands on the crown you desire. While you dream of glory and honor, I will be your abrupt awakening, and you will awake to a reality of the bitter feeling of failure. But I’m not unfair. So I will offer you some advice. There are no friends in this business. It’s everyone for themselves. Know what having allies, having a team gets you? Betrayed and or hurt. Only one of you can ever achieve greatness. You can make friends or you can make money. Your little stable, only one of you can win this tournament, only one can become champion. Only one of you can breakout. Everyone else, is just fodder. Think about it, what do you really get out of your little arrangement? My guess is little. Friendship isn’t something one should treasure. You want to be great? Kick your buddies to the curb, focus on yourself, care only for yourself. But I know you’re not going to listen to words alone so I’m gonna pound that lesson into your brain. And as you stare up at the lights, as the realization that your friends got you nowhere, I hope you learn that lesson. Because once you learn that lesson, that’s when you’ll go places.
Jason takes a drink from his water bottle.
I offer that advice to you as well Sora. And deep down, I think you know it. I think you know that eventually one of you is gonna turn on the others. One of you has a dagger waiting, and is just waiting. Those other people, they aren’t your friends. They’re using you, and you’re using them. Might as well get them before they get you. And speaking of getting you, should our paths cross in this tournament, I’m going use you to make my statement. Get in my way and I promise you, whatever you had planned for this company will die. Your dreams will be kill right in front of you, and I will have no remorse for my actions. I will rob you if everything if you get in my way. I would split my own mother’s skull open if she was in the way of something I wanted. And then I’d split open the skull of your mother just to see the look on your face. So, you best pray to whatever God you believe in that we don’t get matched up. Because if we do, you will know a torment you never knew existed. And at the end of it all, you will be forced to kiss my ring, and acknowledge me.
Jason shows off the Diamond ring on his finger.
Now, moving on to you Jalen. I’ll be honest, you piss me off. Everything about you pisses me off. The fact you exist is enough to ruin my day. I’m sick of seeing you around, so I’m going to make sure you go away for good. Whether it’s in the ring or backstage, I’m going to make sure you go away for good. When the time is right, I’m ending you. For no other reason than I just don’t like you. I don’t even want your acknowledgment, you are not a person to me. You’re a rodent, something to dispose of and forget about. And should we face off, I’ll do just that.
As for you Maggie, I couldn’t care less about you. Much like everyone else, I do not care about you whatsoever. I don’t even know what you’re doing here. You don’t belong here, you don’t belong anywhere. No one has ever wanted you around, so I am going to do us all a favor should we face off and make sure you get the message. You are not welcome. You will never be welcome. If you stand across the ring from me, I will punish your insolence for daring to think otherwise and I won’t stop until you cry and beg me to stop, how you’re sorry for forgetting your place and swear to never show your face in my kingdom again. You are nothing but a mongrel pup and I will make sure you realize it.
Jason drinks more water and pours some on his head
Sierra, it’s time you come face to face with the devil. I’m not like everyone else, I’m not gonna tiptoe around you. I see right through you. No matter how hard you try, you can’t hide it. You’re nothing but a scared little bitch. You may have everyone else fooled but I see the real you, and honestly I hope we get to fight. Cause I’ll show you true evil. I’ve ended careers, ruined families, destroyed lives, and loved every single second of it. I kill dreams for no other reason than I love it. I love seeming people realize the dreams they’d do anything to make reality, will never be realized. Whereas you, are nothing but a pretender watching shitty anime. Should we face off, I’ll show you true evil, I’ll make you realize what that means. You will come face to face with the devil and you will reduced to tears, begging for mercy from the merciless. I will take great delight in breaking you. Because we both know, once someone breaks you, there’s no putting yourself back together.
A grown crosses Jason’s face
Last and least Jessie and Jin. One of you will have your dreams killed by me. If it’s you Jessie, I’m going to make you realize that your quest to uplift Legacy is a waste of time. Legacy isn’t shit; Sin isn’t shit, both brands aren’t worth the shits I take. So, if we face off I am going to be end your dreams of making Legacy the top brand, I will trample it to death, and I will take your title, and throw it in the trash where it belongs. And just because I don’t like you, I’ll kick every single one of your teeth down your throat. As for you Jin, I’ve had enough of you. So I’ll take your lifeless corpse, show it to your family, and make you realize the truth. That I am better than you, simple. Of all the dreams I will kill, I look forward to killing yours the most. I am sick of you of your sickening idealism, your sucking up you to everyone hoping they’ll tolerate you, I’m sick of you period.
Jason wipes his forehead
Soon, I will be acknowledged as The Dreamkiller, as the King, as the world champion. Despite all your best efforts, your arms are just too short to box with God.