Post by jasonx on Jun 27, 2012 6:29:33 GMT -5
(Las Vegas. Where people find heartbreak or their heart's desire. Fame. Fortune. Its all here for those who really, really want it. The streets, like always, are busier than ever. Taxi cabs trying to earn a decent fare, nobodies pretending to be some bodies and the occasional professional superstar. And wouldn't you know it, up the empty sidewalk comes "The STAR" Jason X, an amazing professional wrestler signed with the New York City Championship Wrestling. Unlike everyone else around him, he was special. He was the greatest athlete and entertainer that the business had ever had the honor to bear witness too. And to make things better, Jason Xavier was well aware of it. He strolls down the walk way toward the running camera and strikes a little pose. Why not have fun? When you’re the best at what you do, you don't have to worry about what people think of you.)
("The STAR". A name he didn't earn by being a nobody. Talent, charisma, he had everything one needs to be the best. People walking by stop to snap a picture or two, and why not? How often was it that one got to witness the public appearance of a wrestling phenomenon? He brushes his scruffy short hair from his face and cracks a smirk into the camera. Its time for his close-up.)
Jason X: You see this place? This is home. This is where the classiest of the high-class come to settle down. That's why "The STAR" is here. Now you all must be aware of my astounding abilities within the ring, so I'll be honest with you.NYCCW. Those boys are mighty lucky to have a gent like me to keep the asses in the seats. Do you know what I am? I'm a human GOLD MINE. You put my name on the marquee and I put C-Notes in your wallet. People travel far and wide just to take my picture and chant my name. I AM a star. No, no, no! I AM...THE STAR. Jason Xavier, a name none will soon forget! I have plans. And those plans are to take this wonderful company, toss it into gear, rip-roar it up the Las Vegas Strip and put it back in park! Oh yes, I am just that good, people. You want proof? YOU DON'T NEED PROOF! I am the most dominating, entertaining, rip-roaring, half-phenomenal & half-amazing individual you will EVER lay eyes on! Doubt it? Well then bite it, biotch.
(What is this? A by-passer, curious to what's going on with the camera, stops right behind Jason and gazes at the camera. Xavier feels the man's presence and slowly turns around, just staring at them with a very annoyed look.)
Jason X: What? You just feel like stepping onto my scene here? What? You don't see the cameras here all focused on this face? WHAT? How 'bout you troll your chunky ass down that street and into a bus's path before I plant my foot so far down your throat that every time I wiggle my toes, you'll have to take a tinkle! MOVE IT!
(The man by-passer's jaw just drops, stunned by these words. What did you expect? How can you walk into someone's shot and not expect to ruffle a few feathers. Was it a little overboard? There is no such thing. Jason continues to eye them until they walk off further and further into the distance. He turns back to the camera, fixing his ruffled hair a little bit.)
Jason X: You see that? Bitch done walked into my shot! Speaking of which, I wanna direct my attention to my first match in NYCCW, more importantly to my opponents. I’m told I’m in a triple threat match against Chase Grimes and Big Jack Grizzly. I have been unfortunate to draw your names out of a hat filled with losers but what the pair of you two have against the other losers on the roster, is that you’ll have the privilege of stepping in the ring and getting beat by me. Now regardless of you’re take on me I’ll advise the pair of you and don’t underestimate me, that is when I’ll take my boot and shove it up you’re asses. I am bound by contract to show up at Saturday Bright Lights and kick you’re damn heads in. So I’ll be there. The Hardcore fans of New York City will be there to watch this amazing talent kick some ass…So why don’t we give them a good old’ extravaganza of a match.
(Another couple individuals walk by, but instead of stopping, just rubberneck. Jason turns and watches as these people walk by, just staring. He looks around at everyone staring and just holds up a middle finger. Why not? He is a STAR after all. No, no, no! THE STAR.)
Jason X: What? You got something over here you wanna look at? What? How 'bout you look at this! WHAT? Get outta here before I kick you in the sprouts so hard their gonna hop up into your throat and replace your tonsils! Stupid people! I'm working here! Get outta here! I don't come on down to Burger King and watch you work, do I?!? Then get the hell outta here!
(The people, some pissed with others stunned, eventually continue on down the walkway. Still annoyed for being interrupted again, "The STAR" turns back, brushing his hair out of his face once again. After a few more moments of heavy breathing, the red pigment in his face goes away again. People are just too nosy. You'd think people in Las Vegas would be use to cameras by now)
Jason X: What the hell is going on here? If these guys are here watching me, then who's keeping an eye on the burgers making sure they don't burn? Damn nobodies! You see my opponents have something in common with the rest of the civilians of New York City that there simply losers! There worthless. The single greatest moment of their careers is gonna be this Saturday when the pair of you have the privilege of stepping into the ring with me. But too bad for Grimes and Big Grizzly, your worst moments in your careers is also gonna be the same night when I mop the floor with your face!You two chumps bring everything you got because when I beat you without breaking a sweat I don’t want two bitching that you weren’t at you’re best. I’m pumped, I’ve worked my ass off night and day what are you two doing?
(What more needs to be said? Nothing, that’s what.Jason smiles into the camera, knowing full well that his words had been heard and understood. He was the dominating force of the NYCCW, no one would doubt that. And Chase Grimes and Big Jack Grizzly would only discover that the very, very hard way. Sucks to be them. No doubt.)
("The STAR". A name he didn't earn by being a nobody. Talent, charisma, he had everything one needs to be the best. People walking by stop to snap a picture or two, and why not? How often was it that one got to witness the public appearance of a wrestling phenomenon? He brushes his scruffy short hair from his face and cracks a smirk into the camera. Its time for his close-up.)
Jason X: You see this place? This is home. This is where the classiest of the high-class come to settle down. That's why "The STAR" is here. Now you all must be aware of my astounding abilities within the ring, so I'll be honest with you.NYCCW. Those boys are mighty lucky to have a gent like me to keep the asses in the seats. Do you know what I am? I'm a human GOLD MINE. You put my name on the marquee and I put C-Notes in your wallet. People travel far and wide just to take my picture and chant my name. I AM a star. No, no, no! I AM...THE STAR. Jason Xavier, a name none will soon forget! I have plans. And those plans are to take this wonderful company, toss it into gear, rip-roar it up the Las Vegas Strip and put it back in park! Oh yes, I am just that good, people. You want proof? YOU DON'T NEED PROOF! I am the most dominating, entertaining, rip-roaring, half-phenomenal & half-amazing individual you will EVER lay eyes on! Doubt it? Well then bite it, biotch.
(What is this? A by-passer, curious to what's going on with the camera, stops right behind Jason and gazes at the camera. Xavier feels the man's presence and slowly turns around, just staring at them with a very annoyed look.)
Jason X: What? You just feel like stepping onto my scene here? What? You don't see the cameras here all focused on this face? WHAT? How 'bout you troll your chunky ass down that street and into a bus's path before I plant my foot so far down your throat that every time I wiggle my toes, you'll have to take a tinkle! MOVE IT!
(The man by-passer's jaw just drops, stunned by these words. What did you expect? How can you walk into someone's shot and not expect to ruffle a few feathers. Was it a little overboard? There is no such thing. Jason continues to eye them until they walk off further and further into the distance. He turns back to the camera, fixing his ruffled hair a little bit.)
Jason X: You see that? Bitch done walked into my shot! Speaking of which, I wanna direct my attention to my first match in NYCCW, more importantly to my opponents. I’m told I’m in a triple threat match against Chase Grimes and Big Jack Grizzly. I have been unfortunate to draw your names out of a hat filled with losers but what the pair of you two have against the other losers on the roster, is that you’ll have the privilege of stepping in the ring and getting beat by me. Now regardless of you’re take on me I’ll advise the pair of you and don’t underestimate me, that is when I’ll take my boot and shove it up you’re asses. I am bound by contract to show up at Saturday Bright Lights and kick you’re damn heads in. So I’ll be there. The Hardcore fans of New York City will be there to watch this amazing talent kick some ass…So why don’t we give them a good old’ extravaganza of a match.
(Another couple individuals walk by, but instead of stopping, just rubberneck. Jason turns and watches as these people walk by, just staring. He looks around at everyone staring and just holds up a middle finger. Why not? He is a STAR after all. No, no, no! THE STAR.)
Jason X: What? You got something over here you wanna look at? What? How 'bout you look at this! WHAT? Get outta here before I kick you in the sprouts so hard their gonna hop up into your throat and replace your tonsils! Stupid people! I'm working here! Get outta here! I don't come on down to Burger King and watch you work, do I?!? Then get the hell outta here!
(The people, some pissed with others stunned, eventually continue on down the walkway. Still annoyed for being interrupted again, "The STAR" turns back, brushing his hair out of his face once again. After a few more moments of heavy breathing, the red pigment in his face goes away again. People are just too nosy. You'd think people in Las Vegas would be use to cameras by now)
Jason X: What the hell is going on here? If these guys are here watching me, then who's keeping an eye on the burgers making sure they don't burn? Damn nobodies! You see my opponents have something in common with the rest of the civilians of New York City that there simply losers! There worthless. The single greatest moment of their careers is gonna be this Saturday when the pair of you have the privilege of stepping into the ring with me. But too bad for Grimes and Big Grizzly, your worst moments in your careers is also gonna be the same night when I mop the floor with your face!You two chumps bring everything you got because when I beat you without breaking a sweat I don’t want two bitching that you weren’t at you’re best. I’m pumped, I’ve worked my ass off night and day what are you two doing?
(What more needs to be said? Nothing, that’s what.Jason smiles into the camera, knowing full well that his words had been heard and understood. He was the dominating force of the NYCCW, no one would doubt that. And Chase Grimes and Big Jack Grizzly would only discover that the very, very hard way. Sucks to be them. No doubt.)
