Post by Rastafari on Sept 20, 2008 17:02:27 GMT -5
(scene opens to JahMon smoking a blunt and leaning back on a half washed away pier out by Gavelston Bay. He stares out at the gulf of mexico, not seeming to notice or to care about the rebuilding and clean up effort going on behind him from the remains of Hurricane Ike. He just stares out towards sea.)
JahMon: Aint nothing like Jamaica, dumb Texas rednecks do NOT know what a beach looks like. Water is supposed to be blue, not brown, and this pier should go out further. Oh right mon, big bad Ike came blowing by here last week, hurricanes hit Jamaica many times a year but do we cry to our president? No Mon, we just smoke a blunt and say a prayer of thanks that the crop was not destroyed. Destruction is reserved for the TWD ring. So Tommy O'Malley thinks that he's going to have little to no problem defeating me in this boxing match because we all know Tommy's boxing history. He can think all he wants, he can whine all he wants, the fact of the matter is, I today, still remain as the best talent the Uprising had, Tommy may think he's better than me, but the reality is, Tommy has lost his edge, you know something Tommy, you performed much better when your lifeblood was on the line, now that you're not really competing for anything, you've become the disappointment you were afraid you would be. Sucks don't it mon? Sucks knowing that you've got only revenge to fight for now. I on the other hand, will be going on to bigger and better after this pathetic excuse of a contest. Its obvious to me, Mr. Martin is going to be my next hurdle to reach the main event. He don't like the way I do things, tough, its effective for me so why not?
(He smirks at the camera and continues to puff on his blunt, some clean up guy comes out and tells him that he shouldn't be on the pier and JahMon dismisses him with a wave and a look as if to say "Don't bug me if you value your health." The worker just shakes his head and walks away)
JahMon: You know what, I tired of these wrestlers whining and complaining about how they deserve to be in the main event, I on the other hand, KNOW I'm going to be in the main event, when you have a mentor like mine, you just have that confidence boost. The TWD has no idea whats in store for them, they just continue to believe that this place is the best thing since TWF closed down, cast outs from every indy fed imaginable have come here to prove that wherever they were, was better than wherever their opponent was from. Me? I ain't gotta worry none, I came from Jamaica, no former federation ties, no expectations to live up to from my former federation friends, all I got is a bunch of weed and the desire to be at the top. I'll go through Tommy O'Malley no problem, what was it that Katu said? Uprising or no Uprising, in that ring you're my opponent and I'll destroy you just the same. Truer words have never been spoken.
(Suddenly...cracking noise is heard, JahMon looks behind him and notices part of the pier starting to fall into the gulf, he casually walks off the pier as wood starts splintering and cracking and finally giving away behind him, he steps off the pier just as the last board starts to crack and give way, then behind him the entire pier falls into the gulf and sends a small wave towards shore. JahMon just shrugs and pulls out another blunt and lights up.)
JahMon: like this pier, Tommy O'Malley will crumble at my feet. Cheers mon!
(JahMon puffs on his blunt and heads down the beach into the gray horizon, clouds of smoke appear every few seconds and the scene fades)
JahMon: Aint nothing like Jamaica, dumb Texas rednecks do NOT know what a beach looks like. Water is supposed to be blue, not brown, and this pier should go out further. Oh right mon, big bad Ike came blowing by here last week, hurricanes hit Jamaica many times a year but do we cry to our president? No Mon, we just smoke a blunt and say a prayer of thanks that the crop was not destroyed. Destruction is reserved for the TWD ring. So Tommy O'Malley thinks that he's going to have little to no problem defeating me in this boxing match because we all know Tommy's boxing history. He can think all he wants, he can whine all he wants, the fact of the matter is, I today, still remain as the best talent the Uprising had, Tommy may think he's better than me, but the reality is, Tommy has lost his edge, you know something Tommy, you performed much better when your lifeblood was on the line, now that you're not really competing for anything, you've become the disappointment you were afraid you would be. Sucks don't it mon? Sucks knowing that you've got only revenge to fight for now. I on the other hand, will be going on to bigger and better after this pathetic excuse of a contest. Its obvious to me, Mr. Martin is going to be my next hurdle to reach the main event. He don't like the way I do things, tough, its effective for me so why not?
(He smirks at the camera and continues to puff on his blunt, some clean up guy comes out and tells him that he shouldn't be on the pier and JahMon dismisses him with a wave and a look as if to say "Don't bug me if you value your health." The worker just shakes his head and walks away)
JahMon: You know what, I tired of these wrestlers whining and complaining about how they deserve to be in the main event, I on the other hand, KNOW I'm going to be in the main event, when you have a mentor like mine, you just have that confidence boost. The TWD has no idea whats in store for them, they just continue to believe that this place is the best thing since TWF closed down, cast outs from every indy fed imaginable have come here to prove that wherever they were, was better than wherever their opponent was from. Me? I ain't gotta worry none, I came from Jamaica, no former federation ties, no expectations to live up to from my former federation friends, all I got is a bunch of weed and the desire to be at the top. I'll go through Tommy O'Malley no problem, what was it that Katu said? Uprising or no Uprising, in that ring you're my opponent and I'll destroy you just the same. Truer words have never been spoken.
(Suddenly...cracking noise is heard, JahMon looks behind him and notices part of the pier starting to fall into the gulf, he casually walks off the pier as wood starts splintering and cracking and finally giving away behind him, he steps off the pier just as the last board starts to crack and give way, then behind him the entire pier falls into the gulf and sends a small wave towards shore. JahMon just shrugs and pulls out another blunt and lights up.)
JahMon: like this pier, Tommy O'Malley will crumble at my feet. Cheers mon!
(JahMon puffs on his blunt and heads down the beach into the gray horizon, clouds of smoke appear every few seconds and the scene fades)