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Post by Osh Vaughan on Mar 22, 2021 14:43:25 GMT
2 New additions to the IIW Roster square off against each other
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2021 19:39:51 GMT
JT Maverick vs. Jason Hunter
Prodigy- a person, especially a young one, endowed with exceptional qualities or abilities
As the segment begins, Brian Shaw sits behind his desk wearing a black t-shirt that says lights out. His desk is filled with scattered papers and pens, little sticky notes placed everywhere around his office his iPhone XR begins to ring, and as he picks it up, he answers.
Shaw- Yes, this is Brian Shaw.... What can I do for you? Yes, JT is still a free agent. We have not decided yet on who he will sign with at this time.
He listens to what the other person has to say. As he looks at his fax, a couple of copies of papers get sent over through a fax machine. He walks over to his fax and collects the documents and stacks them in order, and he continues to talk on the phone.
Shaw- Yes, I’m looking over it now; give us sometime will provide you with a callback when he’s made his decision; this isn’t any other free agent on the market; this is JT Maverick we are talking about here. The kid is a living prodigy.
Shaw hangs up his phone and exits his office as he steps into a massive room where JT Maverick sits on a stylish golden-white couch. As he wears a Nike jumpsuit with Nike slides on. Shaw walks towards JT Maverick and begins to speak to him.
Shaw: Yo JT here (he hands him the documents) This is the best contract I think we will get. Osh Vaughan of IIW offers you a huge salary and signing bonus if you can compete right away on the upcoming Mahem Card.
Maverick looks over the contract as he flips through the pages and stops when he gets to the match card.
JT- So who's Jason Hunter, and why would I care about money, Shaw? I have enough of that already. I told you I'm looking to compete against the very best the world has to offer. Please explain to me how you think it is IIW and why I should give Hunter my time?
Shaw- You’ll find IIW to have a deep roster full of solid and talented opponents. JT, It wasn't just the money that made me bring this to you. It was the talent I saw displayed at KKnD. This is what you've been asking for. You wanted the real deal competition well; here it is; JT and Jason Hunter come from money as well, and he's being called a big singing himself; a win against him would put people on notice.
JT- Hunter, huh? (JT rubs his beard as he thinks) When you say it like that, I guess I have no choice but to sign with IIW; you know I like the big fights, and if Jason Hunter is anything you said he is, this should be exciting!
Maverick takes a pen he has in his pocket and signs the contract as Brian takes a the picture with his iPhone then uploads it to all social media sites.
Shaw- Excellent. I'll contact the Jet pilot and tell him to get The Jet ready for takeoff ill get my bags packed and get this faxed back over to IIW then we can head out. It would help if you got your bags ready too.
JT holds a bag in the air for Shaw to see.
JT- I'm a professional Shaw, don't ever forget that I'm always prepared. You get yourself ready why I let my followers know what decision I've made.
JT sets his iPhone upon its kickstand and positions himself in the camera as he wants; when he's finally ready, he presses the live button and begins to speak JT- Good evening to my fans; I am The Best in the World, The Main Eent, The Prodigy himself, JT Maverick, and I got the news that's going to break the Internet. You see, I just not long ago signed an exclusive deal with IIW that my manager and friend Brian Shaw worked out for me. Soon, the people of Manchester will get the privilege and opportunity to see a first-class athlete in action.
Oh, and yes, I say this knowing how stacked the IIW roster is. I'm no foo lwho talks without knowing. Still, in the end, I'm the best ill prove like I always do when I step in that ring, hell any ring for that matter, as long as it has four corners and rope, I'll always be at an advantage. I'll start by displaying this against Jason Hunter, a man that comes from great wealth, which is good because he's going to need to buy him something nice after I get done bouncing his head off the mat.
I look forward to looking horns with a man of his stature and being able to be the one that puts him in his place, so he understands the pecking order around here. I'm not cocky; it's called confidence, and I bathe in it every day. I got more giant balls then have those boys in that damn locker, and come Monday on Mayhem. I'm going to show everyone why I am The Prodigy and why wrestling is my art. And why I don't worry about those who don't get it; I only care about satisfying those who do. So come Monday, Jason, prepare to step in the ring with a Prodigy and ready to be bested and in the words of the great Paul Heyman. That's not a prediction; that's a spoiler.
JT turns of the camera as the screen comes to an end and the screen for dark.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2021 21:44:05 GMT
The scene opens backstage with a shot of Larry Fisburg, standing there smiling at the camera. Mayhem was still a few days away and while others had already begun an easy transition into this week’s show, Fisburg was hitting the pavement in the hallways in order to grab a crucial interview wherever he could before the show. He wasn't the only one working hard. Standing next to him were two people. Both were new to the IIW cameras in Savannah Hunter, and the other is newly signed Jason Hunter, dressed in his ring gear with a pretentious smirk on his face. And little did Fisburg know, he'd feel the full weight of their presence soon enough.
Larry Fisburg: Hi everybody, this is Larry Fisburg! I'm standing backstage at the Madison Square Garden right now.
Fisburg is motioned by a cameraman and leans in to find out something before continuing.
Larry Fisburg: So wait, you're telling me that we aren't in the Garden and the NWO are retired and in the Hall of Fame? That's a lie. Anyway, I'm being joined by two folks who will be making their presence known on the upcoming Mayhem care! Isn't that like, totally awesome?! I bet President Bush would love to throw out the ceremonial first pitch of this card if it was baseball.
The two Hunters shoot each other a witty look.
Larry Fisburg: So right now, I'd like to introduce my two guests. Please welcome to the IIW Locker Room, Jason Hu-
At that moment, Savannah placed her hand over the mic, preventing him from finishing her sentence. Fisburg looked at her curiously while Savannah took the microphone from him, then shooed him away while Jason shot him a look of disgust. Fisburg took a couple steps back but that apparently wasn't enough as Savannah motioned for him to move back even further. Once he had complied, Savannah turned to face the camera directly.
@~~~ Savannah Hunter ~~~@ Before we go any further, I'd like to point out to you Larry, this is my husband. We all know that every bitch and swinging dick in this place always had wandering eyes on him since the day he entered this company. So, keep your eyes fixed on the cameras, along with your interviews and not on my god damn husband, you twit.
She flipped her hair then continued, her husband standing in front of her and slightly to the left with a smirk still on his face.
@~~~ Savannah Hunter ~~~@ So allow me to first introduce myself. I am Savannah Hunter. My role in this company is not to step in between the ropes and trade holds with the various vagrant bitches who tend to frequent this locker room, some of which - quite frankly - are downright belligerent to every sense imaginable. [ she scowled slightly, then continued ] But the focus here? It belongs to my husband, the very, flawless man standing here in front of me. He's the man who has come back to the wrestling business with the singular goal of dragging this place right out of the gutter it has become since he left and introducing a degree of pure wrestling ability the likes of which have probably never been seen within the walls of this [ glances around ] ...this "institution"...
She placed a hand on her husband’s shoulder, a pleased expression beginning to spread across her face.
@~~~ Savannah Hunter ~~~@ Without further ado, allow me to introduce my husband and the FUTURE IIW World Champion. Jason Hunter.
She stepped to the side a little while the camera pulled in tighter on Hunter's face. He stared straight ahead, that smug looking smirk still sitting comfortably across his face. Savannah held the microphone up while Hunter took a few more reps on the bands, looking directly into the camera.
<~~~ Jason Hunter ~~~> For weeks I addressed this moment, on Twitter, Instagram and anywhere you people watch your wrestling news in your mom's basement. I addressed the so-called wrestling universe and I gave told them a few truths about a few companies and everything they stood for. From the lack of legitimately talented wrestlers in the locker room to the flip-flop nature of the fans that cheer these organizations on week after week basis. And instead of a thankful response, instead of standing up on their feet and applauding me, for the fact that I was willing to speak so candidly on the state of said companies...they booed me, they sent me DM's talking about how I was washed up. [ he pulled a face ] Can you believe that? They actually booed me, Jason Hunter! Me, the one man willing to stand up and spoon-feed these morons the truth a little at a time so they could properly take it all in. This way their tiny little skulls don't explode like a fan boy when they look at my smoking wife Savannah. But unfortunately, I didn't expect much from them to begin with. I came back to the wrestling business to prove that I was the best in the world. To prove to everyone that I was the smartest, most talented individual this business has ever seen whether it was inside of the ring or out! So, if those morons want to boo me? That's fine, because ignorance is something that's in no short supply around here in this business. Thankfully, I came back when I did, so that I might help to BRIGHTEN the truth one person at a time. And that task starts with me signing with IIW, and Mayhem with a man not remotely fit to stand in my presence...
A slightly disgusted look began to spread across his face.
<~~~ Jason Hunter ~~~> I saw Maverick make some comments about me. For ten minutes, I saw him struggle in a losing effort to berate me and question who I am. Open a fucking the History tab on Wikipedia. Let me know what you see when you look up Jason Hunter. You know what? Screw that, I’ll give you a break down you stupid son of a bitch.
Savannah Hunter started to chuckle to herself. Meanwhile, Jason continued onward without missing a beat.
<~~~ Jason Hunter ~~~> Former three-time X-Core champion, which broke the record for most title reigns. Former XHW World Heavyweight Champion. This also in the process will place me one foot inside the Hall of Fame doors while as an active wrestler. [ he scoffed ] Former member of three of the most dominate factions in XHW history in The Establishment, The Prestige and The Insiders. The man who has taken one of the most gifted wrestlers in that company’s history Alex Andrews to the limit on multiple occasions. So, what have you done man? What have you done to make a impact in this business?
A nod of agreement from his wife as Hunter continued to place himself up on that proverbial pedestal and talk about his upcoming opponent Maverick.
<~~~ Jason Hunter ~~~> You’ve done nothing but waste my time and people’s time [ he smirked ] You sat there and talked about how you are some wrestling prodigy. Well news flash, you aren’t even worth shining my boots, you have promise or else you wouldn’t have faced some of the top this business has to be on the IIW radar. Though, to be honest, let’s go through and list how those have gone for you so far. Should I expect the top of his game Maverick or the scrub who can’t win a match if his career was based on it? I hope you bring you’re A game, because if not, you will suffer the same fate as those who came before you. Where I will put you out of this business for good.
He shook his head in disgust before continuing.
<~~~ Jason Hunter ~~~> You are one of main reasons why this business has become a shit show since I left. You come in, think you’re a top guy, get to the pinnacle of grabbing the bag and then shitting the bed. I’m tired of watching mediocrity like you come into MY BUSINESS week in week out, cash in for a check then make this place look like a dumpster fire. This week you face the man, the myth, the legend. This week you either kill, or you will be killed. I’m a man on a mission to X-Fest and my title destiny and you’re the tune up I needed to make sure that everyone knows at the end of the day, it’s not just my destiny…it’s pure….Perfect10n.
He smirked at the camera while Savannah turned toward Larry and handed him the microphone back. Hunter simply walked away with his wife in tow right behind him, leaving Larry with an odd look on his face while the scene gradually faded to black.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2021 1:03:43 GMT
JT Maverick vs. Jason Hunter
Prodigy- a person, especially a young one, endowed with exceptional qualities or abilities
The segment opens up to JT Maverick and Brian Shaw seated on JT’s private jet. The inside, the color of rose gold, and the outside painted champagne white as they soar through the bright sunny skies. JT is looking at his iPhone. As Brian sleeps, JT is scrolling through social media sites when he gets an ESPN alert about Jason Hunter's interview with Larry Fishburg.
He watches the video and takes in everything Hunter and his wife, Savannah, say. As he continues to listen, a smirk comes over his face, and he starts laughing loudly as he wakes Brian up from his nap.
Shaw- What's so damn funny, JT? I tried to catch some sleep before we land and head to IIW to do your press conference with Osh and the media members.
JT- What's so damn funny? This guy Hunter that's who look at this(he tosses Brian his iPhone)
Brian looks at the video as he listens closely to what they say after he gets done, he tosses the iPhone back to Maverick.
Shaw- I see his wife doesn't know how to stay out of men's business, but this is good, JT we can use this and address it at the press conference.
JT- I don't want to wait to address him at the press conference; I want to let him and his luscious wife know what I think about their little video right now.
Shaw- Have patience, JT; why respond on your iPhone when you have cameras and Media reporters all at your disposal as we land in Manchester. The exposure is greater and more eyes on you as you address the so-called legend.
JT- Fine, I guess this is why I pay you that six-figure salary. Since your up now, you can wake me when we land.
Shaw- Well, you won't have to wait much longer; we are descending into Manchester AirPort.
As the Jet lands and comes to a complete stop, the door comes open as the stairs roll out. Brian Shaw and JT make their exit as a gold color limousine pulls up and comes to a stop. The driver gets out and gets the door for them; as they get the car, the driver shuts the door and gets back in the driver's seat and drives off towards the IIW arena. The segment ends
Two hours later, the Limousine arrives at the IIW arena, and the driver pulls up to the front of the doors as IIW lead security officer Sergio waits for them as he and his team hold back fans that have shown up to try to see JT Maverick. The driver gets out and gets the door as Brian Shaw exits first wearing a black blazer; as JT gets out behind, he's wearing his custom-made rose gold tailor Calvin Klein suit. They follow Sergio inside as they passed by fans that try to take his picture on his way in.
Once they get inside the media area, Osh Vaughan is on stage, seated at a long table where microphones are placed in front of each seat. Michael Morrison, Larry Fishburg, Ste Davies, and Amelia Granger are sitting in the media area with a few fans that sit in attendance as they wait for JT Maverick to take the stage so they can begin the press conference. Brian Shaw makes his way on stage first and takes his seat beside Osh Vaughan, and JT takes his by Brian. As everyone gets seated, the press conference begins.
Osh- Welcome everyone, and thank you for being here today; as you all know, I have the privilege to introduce one of our premier signings since opening back these IIW doors, and with him on the roster, I have confidence will stay open for a long time so with that said I give you The Main Event, The Best in the World, The Prodigy JT Maverick!!!
JT Stands up and waves to the media and the few fans that are in attendance. Brian Shaw taps his microphone to check the volume level then begins to speak.
Shaw- Thank you for that introduction, Osh; we are happy to be here in Manchester now to the media members. I'll tell you how this will go; you may ask any questions you may like I will answer the majority of your questions, then JT will give you a few words now first question (He points to Michael Morrison)
Michael- Yes, can you tell us why JT choose to come to IIW instead of the many other wrestling companies bidding for his services?
Shaw- Well, you see, JT isn't about the money he cones from that, so why the other companies offered great money. They didn't stack up to the insane amount of talent in IIW right now, and that attracts JT. He lives to fight the best, and right now, the best are in IIW waiting to be conquered. Now next question. ( he points to Amelia)
Amelia- Yes, Amelia Granger from the Granger Report. Can you highlight JT’s outside accomplishments? Because his opponent Jason Hunter says he hasn't done anything worth mentioning.
Shaw- I'm glad you brought that up because I heard that comment. Mr. Hunter should be careful to speak without knowing that my client is a former two-time NJCAA All-American, the NJCAA Heavyweight Champion, two-time NCAA All-American, two-time Big Ten Conference Champion, and the NCAA Heavyweight Champion, with a record of 69-0overall in two years of college. How's that's for accomplishments? Next question? He points to (Larry Fishburg)
Larry- Ummm... Yes, I'm sorry I'm still not used to the new times, but what do you say to Hunter saying you should've known. Who he was, and if you didn't, all you had to do in his own words was “Open a fucking History tab on Wikipedia. Let me know what you see when you look up”?
As Brian gets ready to respond, JT puts his hand over his microphone and whispers to him. Shaw listens and nods his head as JT stands up and picks up his microphone, and begins to talk.
JT- You know what I say to that, Larry?... I find that amusing because if you are who you say you are, I wouldn't have to google Jason Hunter. I would've recognized your name when I read it off the damn contract. Still, you damn sure should know my name. I've only been training to be the best since eight years old multiple articles have been written about me maybe you missed the headlines, or maybe your head was too far up your ass, but none the less I'm going to give you an authentic introduction to who I am.
Let's face it; your happy Osh put us on the card together because any other average joe on the roster would've had you on the dark show where nobody cares but facing me gets you the big fight feel. let's face it anytime you get in the ring with me your in the main event. That's how I respond to that. ( He points to Ste)
Ste- Yes, what did you think of these comments by Hunter and his wife? “You are one of the main reasons why this business has become a shit show since I left. You come in, think you’re a top guy, get to the pinnacle of grabbing the bag, and then shitting the bed. I’m tired of watching mediocrity as you come into MY BUSINESS week in week out, cash in for a check, then make this place look like a dumpster fire.”
JT- I say who gives a fuck about Justin Hunter and what he thinks? As far as I'm concerned, he's a little puss. You know what, somebody enlighten me where this guy has been for the last couple of years. I'll tell you where he's been hiding between his wife's legs from guys like me because he knows if he ever met me, he would've just been another guy on the roster. Also (he points at the camera)
I want you, Hunter, to tell your wife Savannah I said this (he presses his lips together in the form of a kiss at the camera then sticks out his tongue) Maybe she wants to see what a real man is like after I get done putting you in a retirement home where you'll have to have nurses help you wipe your ass. Because let's be honest, Savannah doesn't seem like the type of girl to stay for the rough times. That's why I only want her for a one-night stand. Tell her to wear the red panties.
(he chuckles to himself and pats Shaw on the shoulder as he walks across the stage)
JT- Now let's end this the right way. I respect Jason Hunter; he's an excellent competitor with an impressive background, but he's not better than me in that ring because, in that square circle, there is nobody that can do what I can do I don't talk out the side of my neck. I speak what I know to be true. And the truth is I am The Best in the World, The Main Event I'm the living Prodigy JT Maverick, and on Mayhem, you'll find that out better than anyone.
He drops the mic on the stage as he walks off with Brian Shaw beside the segment ends and goes dark.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2021 14:40:28 GMT
The scene opened up on the countryside hills somewhere not very far from where IIW landed for this week's edition of Monday Night Mayhem. Here in the countryside, livestock roamed as freely as they could, as far as we could see at least. As the cows graze the fields, the ever too familiar and now so much least popular man these days, steps into view. Jason wears black tattered jeans with a plain white tee. It was hot today and the sweat glistening off the long dark hair of the wrestling veteran showed this like light off the water. Wearing no shades, Hunter squinted his cold eyes while being blasted in the face by the bright rays of the sun. He sat silently for a brief moment, watching over the cows as they ate.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ Look at these things, living their life with no knowledge at all for what comes next. These animals roam all around this land with no sense of direction whatsoever. They eat, shit, sleep, and repeat the process, and for what? All so they can be a slab of meat smashed between two buns, a couple sauces, tomatoes, and some lettuce to make nearly two-thousand burgers. They have no idea what their purpose even is, yet here they are.. eating.. shitting.. and sleeping.
Hunter shook his head with a look of pity back toward the camera, still keeping his body facing the heard just ahead of him.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ You might have PETA and Vegans crying out to anyone that'll listen, crying for their lives and proclaim to the world that they’re so much more than just food for the next fat ass in line at his or her favorite fast food drive-thru. That these animals are wondrous creatures, similar to a pet animal, even capable of loving its owner. They'll have you feel like such a piece of shit for ever thinking of picking up a hamburger, for ever going without a thought that the slab of meat you're eating had once lived off the land and was never fully loved. [ scoff with a shake of the head ] But you go up and ask one of these creatures just what the hell they think, and they’ll do next to nothing in response. They know no better. Sure, I have pity for these animals but only so much.
He lifts the palm of his right hand up and leveled.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ On one hand, they are living creatures that are completely vulnerable with their fate in our hands. They do deserve our respect. However..
He lowers his right hand, only to raise his left hand in similar fashion.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ On the other hand, they're pretty damn tasty if you cook them just right.
Hunter smirks as he lowers his hand while turning his attention back to the cow herd.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ It's pretty impossible for me to feel one-hundred percent pity for these animals when I can simply go back to my hotel and devour a quarter pound cheeseburger with bacon to top it off. Sure, they deserve our respect and I give it to them in my own way. But no way in hell am I going to stop eating those damned things because it's capable of loving an owner.. because it looks pretty if it's not covered in its own shit and piss. And if you agree with me but hate me, I'm sure you're killing yourself over the fact that Jason Hunter just put a smile on your damn face but not so quick. I'll be erasing it soon enough, that won’t be a problem for me.
Hunter took in a breath of the fresh air there on the hillside before continuing on.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ Now.. I know some of you are probably wondering what the hell I’m doing out here in the middle of a field littered with cows, talking about PETA and Vegans, especially when I’ve got a Main Event quality match to focus on. Some of you, like Maverick, are probably just skimming over the transcripts to get an idea of just what the hell I’m talking about. [ Shrug ] I'll fill you in so even someone like a Maverick fan can follow along properly.
Hunter looks back over his shoulder with a glare, clearly hating each and every single one of them and why wouldn't he? Maverick was already becoming fan favorite amongst the newer crop of talent based off his already boastful words, someone that not only did as he liked but the fans loved him for every bit of it. In some ways, Maverick was a lot like the man Hunter had once been, he had made it clear that he hated anyone similar to his former self in any way.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ I’m sure JT- that's 'The Prodigy' for you fans that aren't 'smart' enough- I'm sure he was sitting around at some wrestling school, trying to think up of some cool and flashy nickname to be known by because quite frankly, ‘JT’ is about the dumbest name anyone could go by and completely forgettable. I’m also sure that the only reason the name ‘Maverick’ even popped into his pea sized brain is because his father would watch Top Gun between giving out beatings to him and gambling their money away- not facts, but I could easily see that being a real possibility. That or one of his dimwitted trainers thought he was some kind of true maverick in the business and stuck the name on him. Either way? I fucking hate it.
He said with a shrug, feeling very much like his own opinion was valid but not dumb enough to not know his ass-backward fans would disagree. It was clear that Hunter was absolutely annoyed with the nickname Maverick had decided on and that wasn’t the most annoying thing about him either.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ Let me school you a bit, boy.. a maverick is one of these young and unbranded clueless animals. I’m sure you weren’t thinking of this when choosing your name but why the hell would you? Just like a young and unbranded calf, you are living a life without care of consequence or much thought process, and it's absolutely clear that you've got a sense of freedom to do whatever the hell you want and unlike these animals, you also say whatever the hell you want- brash would even be a word I’d use to describe you. That, pea-brained, unfamiliar, cocky, and too young to know just what the hell is around the corner. Am I wrong? Everyone knows I’m not, yourself Included- and when I say everyone, that includes all of your moronic fans that, to their credit, can at least understand that I am one-hundred percent right. It is what it is or to be more factual, you are who you are. For now at least. You see, a maverick thinks the world is a wonderful place, built just for them so they can do their necessities such as eating, shitting, and sleeping without pain and without worry. They suck on their mother’s tit for milk and run around to chase other ignorant calf’s with no care in the world. Shit, I’m willing to bet they too think they’re the best of its kind. Laughable. [ Disgusted shake of the head ] As if anyone drinking from the tit of someone else is even capable of being the absolute best. Please. And that's what you are, Maverick.. well, you're a maverick. A young idiot that hasn't been truly branded, running around with no idea for what comes next. Eating, shitting, and sleeping- the same cycle day in and day out, running from tit to tit, blade of glass to blade of grass, all just to shit it out and pass out for the day. I mean.. look at you on Mayhem- let's take that as an example..
He now turns to face the camera as he continues to talk directly to Maverick.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ From the looks of your "manager" or little fuck boy Brian Shaw, you've had your ass handed to you more times this year by him in the bedroom than anyone else I can think of being railed like that. And you're not just taking an 'L', no you've taken beatings from the entire community. Do you get up again? [ nod ] Do you go right back to the same group that beat the ever living shit out of you? [ nod ] Have you learned your lesson yet?? [ shake of the head ] And that's not because you're resilient, hell no. I mean.. maybe you are but that's not the reason. The reason you keep coming back for more is because you're too young and stupid to understand your role in life and not to keep people's wives names out of your fucking mouth. That and the fact that you haven't been branded yet, like the young and brash maverick that you are. You think that just because you've been selected to join IIW and face "The Apex on the Throne" Jason Hunter, that you are the crème of the crop and can beat any fucking person on this entire roster. Ignorant. Idiotic. Narcissistic. And somehow? For some ungodly reason? You have fans that cheer you on.
Hunter shook his head once more, becoming even more disgusted as the time went on.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ It's not envy, JT. It's nothing but hate. Pure and unfiltered hate. That's what I have for you. You're better than I ever was at your age, I won’t even try to lie about that. I've never held as many titles as you have at your age. Do I envy that? No. But do I hate you for it? Yes. But not just that, you see.. I hate you for soooo much more. So much fucking more. I hate the fact that you walk out to that ring like you have a ten incher swinging between your legs. I hate the fact that every time you get on the microphone or have some camera in your view point, you make it painfully clear that you do not believe anyone is better than you and shit all over them for it but more so than anything else? You make it absolutely clear that you're just dying for someone to come along and put a hot metal poker against your fresh, young skin..
From off camera, a hand reaches out to provide Hunter a faded single brown leather glove. He carefully takes it, then begins to put it on as he continued.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ It's almost as if that swift poke in the ass Shaw has given you time and time again, just isn't enough for you to grow up and pick a side to either be a cow that'll continue to eat, shit, and sleep.. OR a bull that'll do all of that plus run over anyone that dares get in his path..
With the glove fully on, a Spanish farmer steps into view from the left side. He holds a young brown and white calf that sniffs around, completely unaware of what is about to transpire. From the right side, the same hand from before reaches in from off camera to hand Jason Hunter a red hot branding iron. Hunter twists the iron in his hand, surveying every inch of sizzling metal.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ JT....Maverick..The Prodigy, whatever you want to be known by, let me set the record straight, just in case you or anyone else questions it.. you are good. Truthfully. You're talented as hell as a professional wrestler and you haven't hidden that fact since starting in XHW. There’s no denying the fact that you are considered one of the top in this company. That's what Championships are for and as I already acknowledged, you've done your part in that department. And anyone that sits around with a thumb up their ass saying beating someone like Maverick is a cake walk that anyone can do, then they’re only admitting guilt to either being a dipshit liar or completely and blatantly ignorant. But don’t take my words and twist them or assume them to mean something else. Being one of the best doesn’t mean you’re intelligent or experienced enough to actually BE the best. Before you can even get there, you have to be either willing or forcibly made to accept the nagging truth and the truth, Maverick? It's plain and simple..
Hunter raises his cold eyes toward the camera, void of any other emotion aside from hate and anger.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ You have more growing up to do. But good news for you, if you see it the way I do at least.. I'm about to brand you with a theoretical branding iron that'll have my name on it, showing the world that I own you. But not only that but it's also to force you to grow up a bit more, to start acting more like a man and not some ignorant piss-ant child that thinks his life is full of gold, rainbows, and sunshine. It can be a way for you to finally move on from being a maverick and accept the reality of either being a cow or bull, whatever type of bovine you want to theoretically be. Me? I'm a bull. Clearly. But unlike you, it took me years until someone branded my ass and even then? I asked for it. I asked for North Starr to brand me, for Silus Ravenwood and Mike Hoss to brand me, to make me the bull I am today. But you see, it was still my choice. They could have kicked my ass from the get-go and I could have responded with my tail tucked between my legs. I could have went back to eating, shitting, and sleeping for the rest of my life like all of these cows out here waiting to be slaughtered. I made my decision. I made the choice that I wasn't going to take shit anymore and if anyone's going to slaughter me? They're gonna have to try to do so with my horns up their ass while I see nothing but red. So make a choice, Maverick.. boy.. What the hell are you gonna do once I brand your ass on world-wide television tonight in the Main Event? What the hell are you gonna be after the night ends and you walk your limp ass back to your hotel with the burn of defeat? Are you going to accept the facts and make a change? Or are you going to get back to the same cycle of every other idiot on the roster that panders to fans and make no attempt to grow the hell up?
Hunter scoffs with a nod, affirming that this was nothing but truth he was spitting out. However, he knew the answer already and thus he followed it up with a shake of his head.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ Don't bother responding, in fact.. I'll make sure you get this message last minute so the only response I'll get from you is in a physical form, inside that ring..
With his free hand, Hunter points off in the distance when referring the arena the two would square off for Mayhem.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ And trust me when I say this.. I am itching to get some of this animosity and hate out. Our match will make this all the more gratifying when I smell your burning flesh.. theoretically of course. And for the rest of you on the roster? All you drones piling into the locker rooms over the past week? To all of you moronic veterans that continue to kiss ass for ticket sales, but continue to get nowhere fast? Take a good hard look at the REAL Main Event on Mayhem, a match where I can finally show you all that I'm capable of, something I've tried to keep air tight. Take a good hard look and fully understand what I'm capable of and the fact that Maverick isn't the last victim, not by a long shot. There will be another one and you gotta be real with yourself for a moment after you see the slaughter in MY Main Event.. you have to be real with yourself and ask yourselves one thing and one thing only..
Hunter raises the branding iron up to his face, letting the heat sizzle away at a dangerously close distance. He looks over the iron again before looking back up toward the camera.
~~ Jason Hunter ~~ ...could you be the next one?...
A look of anger and hate washes over Hunter's face as he pushes the iron forward, just as the camera cut off to the right and bring the young calf out of view. However, even without the view itself, the sound of the hot iron pressing against its flesh was unpleasant enough to hear just before the video feed comes to an end.
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