Post by Jason Youngblood on May 31, 2011 5:19:50 GMT
Towards the end of the 1st Brash show in Japan, the sounds of Bullet For My Valentine's "Your Betrayal" slams through the arena, and instantly the Japan TNB fans knew who was about to make an appearance. The ring announcer confirmed it with his words ripping through the arena almost.
There was a small pause, and then out of nowhere, a sudden blast of pyro as the ring announcers voice could be heard again.
Jason steps out onto the stage, amped as if he was competing tonight, which, mind you he won't be
, dressed in casual gear, an old NEW ERA: TNB T-shirt, blue jeans, a pair of Jordan sneakers and dark sunglasses. The smile on his face was magnetic as he raised his hand eye level as if feigning the brightness of the lights around the arena.
*OOC: says fuck it and uses Scott's ideas because they're good*
Jorge: Well there you have it ladies and germs. The man who basically stole the title right from under MoneyMakerInc's noses. JOKEr was supposed to walk away with that title, and Jason, Youngblood, screwed it up!
Yoshiro: Oh please, Jason deserved that title more than anyone else in that match.
Jorge: What??
Yoshiro: You just have the tendency to side with gi-normous sized A-holes on a regular basis. Your logic is flawed.
Jorge: Yeah well, we'll see when Jason kills the title before his first defense. Watch. Just watch.
Seconds later Generra found her way out as well, smiling from ear to ear as she applauded Jason once again, on their way to the ring to address the TNB Universe, and most importantly, the TNB fans.
Jorge: Look at him. Basking in what he lucked up and won. Pathetic.
Finding his way into the ring, after holding the ropes open for Gen of course, he receives a microphone before standing center ring, extending his arms Raven-style, with 2 thumbs up, and the title draped over his shoulder. The fans go ballistic as he finds his way to each turnbuckle letting them get a taste of his celebratory nature tonight, and when the music finally dies down, he finds himself back to the center of the ring, Generra standing by as he started in..
"My good god!... It feels good to be back!... Here in the beautiful, the always culturally diverse, the always technologically ground breaking, the always ahead of us Americans, as much as I hate to say it... Wonderful... Nation, of Japan!!"
A cheesy of course, but instant pop sounded through the arena, as Jason partially paced back and forth in the center of the ring.
Jorge: Sheesh this guy. How original.
Yoshiro: Will you just let the man have his moment? My god.
"I gotta tell ya Japan, I gotta tell ya... I knew, that one day I was gonna come back to Japan to all of you wonderful fans who stay loyal to TNB like you have for so many years."
"I love this country, it's been good to me and I plan on always being good to it right back.."
Another pop was heard before Jason went on.
"But the only difference this time is this... I brought a nice, very nice piece of jewelry with me this time folks.. heh heh.."
He raises the title, holding it at the end of one of the straps as he glares at it sideways almost, still holding the microphone to his lips..
"The TNB... Undisputed... Championship. The richest prize in this business!... The top fo the mountain... The apex... The Pinnacle... I mean, come on let's be honest people. In today's wrestling world, how many major titles can you say, measure up to this piece of jewelry right here? I thought and thought and thought on that into the late hours of the night and I couldn't come up with one... The TNB Undisputed Championship... The one thing that symbolizes alllllllllllllllll the marbles in the game people..."
He pauses, lowering the title, pulling it into his chest almost as he looks into the camera from behind the sunglasses.
"And it's in... My.... Possession...."
The crowd applauded this time slightly, knowing that Jason wasn't done, just yet.
"You see, this right here what I hold in my hand? Is my destiny. It was always my dream. It was always deep inside of me, and I just had to find something... some reason.... some...one..."
A quick pause and glance in Generra's direction before continuing..
"To help me, bring it out into the open. And my lovely, lovely manager Generra, did, just, that. Of course, I'm a modest guy, but I'll even give myself a small pat on the back. Only a small one because I understand, better than anybody, that the work has only just begun. But that's, not why I'm out here tonight people. No, that's not why..."
He paces the ring for a split second before going on, the fans hanging on every word.
"I'm out here to let it be known, that without a shadow of a doubt... I know... What every man... In that TNB locker room is thinking. They're thinking, this is my chance. Jason isn't up for holding onto that title. Look at how long it took him to even get ahold of it, it'll be like... Well.... It'll be like, taking candy from a baby... It'll be a piece of cake.."
"Fellas... Boys... Let me tell you something, and let me be as clear as I am dead, ass serious..."
"I've heard the rumors. I've heard the names, the plots, the conspiracies, Everything, already. In just 2 days time, I've already gotten so much heads up about who wants to come after this title, that I'm already damn near in the future already, waiting for the 1st challenger to come get knocked down about 30 notches, just because I've become that good of a student."
"I have no intention of relinquishing this title... Anytime... Soon..."
"So, whether it's... MG Cage..."
Loud pop ensues.
"Whether it's... MoneyMakerInc's, resident killer clown in JOKEr..."
Mixed reaction throughout the arena.
"Whether it's... Genesis... Or Shia Storm...."
Mixed reactions again.
"Or whether it's the old man.... The Avenger... Coming back for it because he feels it's his..."
A massive pop from the crowd as Jason paused, but already on the way to finishing his talk for the night.
"... No matter who it is.. No matter how hard they come. No matter how hard they press, No matter how bad they wish they could pry this from my cold dead hands, Guess, what?!"
He finally pulls the sunglasses from his face as the camera zooms in tight.
"That's exactly... The only way... You'll ever.... Take it... From... Me.... Quote it..."
The next sound heard was Jason's entrance music, as the microphone was playfully flipped over his left shoulder, taking the title and raising it into the air once again, as the fans adulation boomed through the arena once more. He & Generra shortly exited the ring, determined not to conduct any "business" matters tonight, and to continue enjoying the recent success until the following week, when then they'd begin preparing the "retain process".
Until then kiddies.
_END
"Making his way to the ring, accompanied by his managerial representative, the lovely and talented Ms. Generra... He is the newly crowned, TNB, Undisputed, Champion of the Woooorrrrlllllllld!"
There was a small pause, and then out of nowhere, a sudden blast of pyro as the ring announcers voice could be heard again.
"Jason!... The Sin-Sation.... Youngbloooooooood!!!!!!!"
Jason steps out onto the stage, amped as if he was competing tonight, which, mind you he won't be
, dressed in casual gear, an old NEW ERA: TNB T-shirt, blue jeans, a pair of Jordan sneakers and dark sunglasses. The smile on his face was magnetic as he raised his hand eye level as if feigning the brightness of the lights around the arena. *OOC: says fuck it and uses Scott's ideas because they're good*
Jorge: Well there you have it ladies and germs. The man who basically stole the title right from under MoneyMakerInc's noses. JOKEr was supposed to walk away with that title, and Jason, Youngblood, screwed it up!
Yoshiro: Oh please, Jason deserved that title more than anyone else in that match.
Jorge: What??
Yoshiro: You just have the tendency to side with gi-normous sized A-holes on a regular basis. Your logic is flawed.
Jorge: Yeah well, we'll see when Jason kills the title before his first defense. Watch. Just watch.
Seconds later Generra found her way out as well, smiling from ear to ear as she applauded Jason once again, on their way to the ring to address the TNB Universe, and most importantly, the TNB fans.
Jorge: Look at him. Basking in what he lucked up and won. Pathetic.
Finding his way into the ring, after holding the ropes open for Gen of course, he receives a microphone before standing center ring, extending his arms Raven-style, with 2 thumbs up, and the title draped over his shoulder. The fans go ballistic as he finds his way to each turnbuckle letting them get a taste of his celebratory nature tonight, and when the music finally dies down, he finds himself back to the center of the ring, Generra standing by as he started in..
"My good god!... It feels good to be back!... Here in the beautiful, the always culturally diverse, the always technologically ground breaking, the always ahead of us Americans, as much as I hate to say it... Wonderful... Nation, of Japan!!"
A cheesy of course, but instant pop sounded through the arena, as Jason partially paced back and forth in the center of the ring.
Jorge: Sheesh this guy. How original.
Yoshiro: Will you just let the man have his moment? My god.
"I gotta tell ya Japan, I gotta tell ya... I knew, that one day I was gonna come back to Japan to all of you wonderful fans who stay loyal to TNB like you have for so many years."
"I love this country, it's been good to me and I plan on always being good to it right back.."
Another pop was heard before Jason went on.
"But the only difference this time is this... I brought a nice, very nice piece of jewelry with me this time folks.. heh heh.."
He raises the title, holding it at the end of one of the straps as he glares at it sideways almost, still holding the microphone to his lips..
"The TNB... Undisputed... Championship. The richest prize in this business!... The top fo the mountain... The apex... The Pinnacle... I mean, come on let's be honest people. In today's wrestling world, how many major titles can you say, measure up to this piece of jewelry right here? I thought and thought and thought on that into the late hours of the night and I couldn't come up with one... The TNB Undisputed Championship... The one thing that symbolizes alllllllllllllllll the marbles in the game people..."
He pauses, lowering the title, pulling it into his chest almost as he looks into the camera from behind the sunglasses.
"And it's in... My.... Possession...."
The crowd applauded this time slightly, knowing that Jason wasn't done, just yet.
"You see, this right here what I hold in my hand? Is my destiny. It was always my dream. It was always deep inside of me, and I just had to find something... some reason.... some...one..."
A quick pause and glance in Generra's direction before continuing..
"To help me, bring it out into the open. And my lovely, lovely manager Generra, did, just, that. Of course, I'm a modest guy, but I'll even give myself a small pat on the back. Only a small one because I understand, better than anybody, that the work has only just begun. But that's, not why I'm out here tonight people. No, that's not why..."
He paces the ring for a split second before going on, the fans hanging on every word.
"I'm out here to let it be known, that without a shadow of a doubt... I know... What every man... In that TNB locker room is thinking. They're thinking, this is my chance. Jason isn't up for holding onto that title. Look at how long it took him to even get ahold of it, it'll be like... Well.... It'll be like, taking candy from a baby... It'll be a piece of cake.."
"Fellas... Boys... Let me tell you something, and let me be as clear as I am dead, ass serious..."
"I've heard the rumors. I've heard the names, the plots, the conspiracies, Everything, already. In just 2 days time, I've already gotten so much heads up about who wants to come after this title, that I'm already damn near in the future already, waiting for the 1st challenger to come get knocked down about 30 notches, just because I've become that good of a student."
"I have no intention of relinquishing this title... Anytime... Soon..."
"So, whether it's... MG Cage..."
Loud pop ensues.
"Whether it's... MoneyMakerInc's, resident killer clown in JOKEr..."
Mixed reaction throughout the arena.
"Whether it's... Genesis... Or Shia Storm...."
Mixed reactions again.
"Or whether it's the old man.... The Avenger... Coming back for it because he feels it's his..."
A massive pop from the crowd as Jason paused, but already on the way to finishing his talk for the night.
"... No matter who it is.. No matter how hard they come. No matter how hard they press, No matter how bad they wish they could pry this from my cold dead hands, Guess, what?!"
He finally pulls the sunglasses from his face as the camera zooms in tight.
"That's exactly... The only way... You'll ever.... Take it... From... Me.... Quote it..."
The next sound heard was Jason's entrance music, as the microphone was playfully flipped over his left shoulder, taking the title and raising it into the air once again, as the fans adulation boomed through the arena once more. He & Generra shortly exited the ring, determined not to conduct any "business" matters tonight, and to continue enjoying the recent success until the following week, when then they'd begin preparing the "retain process".
Until then kiddies.
_END