Early Morning Roast by Alexi Jaymz Yaroslav.
Jul 1, 2019 10:55:24 GMT -5
𝓓𝓾𝓴𝓮 𝓚𝓸𝓼𝓵𝓸𝓯𝓯, AIW, and 1 more like this
Post by Jaymz on Jul 1, 2019 10:55:24 GMT -5
The sun rose over the horizon glimmering off the ocean that surrounded Asylum Island, casting beautiful shades of oranges and pinks across the sky as Jaymz stepped from his room in the Asylum castle onto the balcony. He wore his usual white sleeveless shirt that had blood splattered on the right side from God knows what - or who. He squeezed down on the cigar between his teeth as the smoke drifted around his scar-filled face on the cool, windless morning. The golden streets below were filled with people peddling their trinkets to the passerby's, some selling bootleg merchandise of AIW wrestlers - and the hot seller of the day was the Asylum Champion, Duke Kosloff.
Jaymz turned to the right and looked at the second biggest structure on the Island - the Asylum Champions mansion. Jaymz lowered his eyes and growled at the thought of Duke Kosloff. There was something about Duke that he didn't like. No, it wasn't the fact that Duke was over seven-feet-tall like himself, or the fact that Duke was also Russian - like himself. There was something that he couldn't put his large sausage-like finger on, and it bugged him.
These people.... They have it soo good, its almost like they don't remember how they lived before Zero Tolerance took over. Not only do we live like kings, but we have made sure that the people of Asylum are treated equally. That man down there on the corner? The one selling that T-shirt with Cleavers face on it.....He lives like a king too. That lady with the four kids? Shes never suffered since we arrived. Her life is full of the luxuries that she had only dreamed of before Zero Tolerance established its dominance here.
Jaymz settled into the oversized gold chair that was on the corner of the balcony in the shade. Jaymz placed the cigar into the ashtray and took a few sips of his morning coffee.
We don't let our people suffer. Were not the same as the old regimes who once ruled this place. No, I don't want to look down over my balcony everyday and see people living in poverty. If I wanted to see that, I would go live in that shithole of an island they call the Wastelands. If I wanted to see junkies and bums I would live on Zaslaw's dump that he calls Sin Island.
Jaymz shook his head and rolled his eyes as he put the cigar back between his teeth.
.....The world saw what happened last night. I don't think there's any doubt about who the best wrestler in the AIW is.....Her name is Tabitha Osbourne. She goes by Zolothatch. I tried to tell Erik and J that they had made crucial mistakes by not choosing her in their draft. Instead they chose losers like Duke.....Cleaver.....Bill Barnhart. I cant even stand up for the rest of my draft choices. Kidd Krazzy....who thinks hes Batman, but just flew around the ring like an annoying incest for thirty minutes until he he was pinned. What a disgusting waste of a draft pick. Gothicus Maximus was my number one pick, but I knew all along that Zolothatch was the sleeper - I knew she had the best chance to beat both of them....and she didn't disappoint. I know Gothicus will have his mask on today - so he can hide his face from the shame of not making it out of the first round. He can mope around his deserted wasteland feeling sorry for himself, feeling the shame of losing to a wrestler without a dick between their legs.
Cleaver....ppffttt....Eriks number one pick was nothing more than a flop. He really thought he was big time because he managed to beat the AIWs voice of reason - Bill Barnhart. You beat an old fat guy who spends his tome worrying about what people think about him. He spends more time worrying whether or not people think hes a racist - when he should be spending more time on a diet and working on his in-ring skills. Instead he'd rather flaunt his ugly little wife - one of the ugliest females of ANY Island on this chain. Bill lives a nice life on Celestial, where are the religious nuts and hypocrites live. But those people have their own dark secrets too, ...yet they like to cast everyone else to hell for not living a Holy life while they keep those skeletons buried deep in their closets. Bill has a secret too. I heard a rumor that involved his dick, some peanut butter and his gross dog......but thats none of my business.
And Cleaver, you act like you really accomplished something by taking out Bill and another seven-foot wannabe Me? There's only one giant on these islands that you have to worry about - and you're lookin at em..."homes." Not only are you an embarrassment to Erik, you were an embarrassment to the entire AIW. You stepped into the ring with a woman and a Champion and you could defeat neither. Go back to the Wastelands and play kiddie-daycare. You can tell them scary campfire stories or some shit while you barely survive by eating rabbits. Here, I'll feast on the finest foods from around the world. You? You can sulk in your own misery on the Wastelands and only dream of being the Asylum Champion. It seems soo long ago that you had managed to defeat Duke and appeared to be on your way to the top of the world......But we have found out since then that you're only above rabbits and rodents on the food chain.
Jaymz smashed the end of the cigar into the ashtray and finished off his coffee.
And Duke.....You really think you're something, don't ya? You walk around with your chin held high, soaking in the glory of living on our island and being treated like a King.
...Dont get used to it.....
A true Champion would have won that match last night. You call yourself the Asylum Champion yet you came out on the losing end of the match last night. What an embarrassment to our great federation, an embarrassment to Asylum Island.... You let a goddamn hillbilly from some cousin fuckin state back in the USA take you out of the match. How great of a Champion are you? ...You got taken out by a guy with a ...lasso? Duke, you may have Crazy J wrapped around your little finger - but I know better. I know who you really are and theres going to be a day when you look me square in the eyes as I lift you high in the air with my big left hand.....I'll look into your eyes as you pound away at my arm trying to loosen my grip. I'll squeeze your neck until you cant breathe....And when your eyes start to slowly roll into the back of your head, I'll slam your big ass down to the ground with the Silence.....with force like youve never felt. Dont EVER disgrace that Asylum Title like you did last night.....Or I will hunt you down and you'll never step into the ring ever again.
Jaymz stood up from the oversized gold chair, stretched, and walked back inside the castle closing the door behind him.
Jaymz turned to the right and looked at the second biggest structure on the Island - the Asylum Champions mansion. Jaymz lowered his eyes and growled at the thought of Duke Kosloff. There was something about Duke that he didn't like. No, it wasn't the fact that Duke was over seven-feet-tall like himself, or the fact that Duke was also Russian - like himself. There was something that he couldn't put his large sausage-like finger on, and it bugged him.
These people.... They have it soo good, its almost like they don't remember how they lived before Zero Tolerance took over. Not only do we live like kings, but we have made sure that the people of Asylum are treated equally. That man down there on the corner? The one selling that T-shirt with Cleavers face on it.....He lives like a king too. That lady with the four kids? Shes never suffered since we arrived. Her life is full of the luxuries that she had only dreamed of before Zero Tolerance established its dominance here.
Jaymz settled into the oversized gold chair that was on the corner of the balcony in the shade. Jaymz placed the cigar into the ashtray and took a few sips of his morning coffee.
We don't let our people suffer. Were not the same as the old regimes who once ruled this place. No, I don't want to look down over my balcony everyday and see people living in poverty. If I wanted to see that, I would go live in that shithole of an island they call the Wastelands. If I wanted to see junkies and bums I would live on Zaslaw's dump that he calls Sin Island.
Jaymz shook his head and rolled his eyes as he put the cigar back between his teeth.
.....The world saw what happened last night. I don't think there's any doubt about who the best wrestler in the AIW is.....Her name is Tabitha Osbourne. She goes by Zolothatch. I tried to tell Erik and J that they had made crucial mistakes by not choosing her in their draft. Instead they chose losers like Duke.....Cleaver.....Bill Barnhart. I cant even stand up for the rest of my draft choices. Kidd Krazzy....who thinks hes Batman, but just flew around the ring like an annoying incest for thirty minutes until he he was pinned. What a disgusting waste of a draft pick. Gothicus Maximus was my number one pick, but I knew all along that Zolothatch was the sleeper - I knew she had the best chance to beat both of them....and she didn't disappoint. I know Gothicus will have his mask on today - so he can hide his face from the shame of not making it out of the first round. He can mope around his deserted wasteland feeling sorry for himself, feeling the shame of losing to a wrestler without a dick between their legs.
Cleaver....ppffttt....Eriks number one pick was nothing more than a flop. He really thought he was big time because he managed to beat the AIWs voice of reason - Bill Barnhart. You beat an old fat guy who spends his tome worrying about what people think about him. He spends more time worrying whether or not people think hes a racist - when he should be spending more time on a diet and working on his in-ring skills. Instead he'd rather flaunt his ugly little wife - one of the ugliest females of ANY Island on this chain. Bill lives a nice life on Celestial, where are the religious nuts and hypocrites live. But those people have their own dark secrets too, ...yet they like to cast everyone else to hell for not living a Holy life while they keep those skeletons buried deep in their closets. Bill has a secret too. I heard a rumor that involved his dick, some peanut butter and his gross dog......but thats none of my business.
And Cleaver, you act like you really accomplished something by taking out Bill and another seven-foot wannabe Me? There's only one giant on these islands that you have to worry about - and you're lookin at em..."homes." Not only are you an embarrassment to Erik, you were an embarrassment to the entire AIW. You stepped into the ring with a woman and a Champion and you could defeat neither. Go back to the Wastelands and play kiddie-daycare. You can tell them scary campfire stories or some shit while you barely survive by eating rabbits. Here, I'll feast on the finest foods from around the world. You? You can sulk in your own misery on the Wastelands and only dream of being the Asylum Champion. It seems soo long ago that you had managed to defeat Duke and appeared to be on your way to the top of the world......But we have found out since then that you're only above rabbits and rodents on the food chain.
Jaymz smashed the end of the cigar into the ashtray and finished off his coffee.
And Duke.....You really think you're something, don't ya? You walk around with your chin held high, soaking in the glory of living on our island and being treated like a King.
...Dont get used to it.....
A true Champion would have won that match last night. You call yourself the Asylum Champion yet you came out on the losing end of the match last night. What an embarrassment to our great federation, an embarrassment to Asylum Island.... You let a goddamn hillbilly from some cousin fuckin state back in the USA take you out of the match. How great of a Champion are you? ...You got taken out by a guy with a ...lasso? Duke, you may have Crazy J wrapped around your little finger - but I know better. I know who you really are and theres going to be a day when you look me square in the eyes as I lift you high in the air with my big left hand.....I'll look into your eyes as you pound away at my arm trying to loosen my grip. I'll squeeze your neck until you cant breathe....And when your eyes start to slowly roll into the back of your head, I'll slam your big ass down to the ground with the Silence.....with force like youve never felt. Dont EVER disgrace that Asylum Title like you did last night.....Or I will hunt you down and you'll never step into the ring ever again.
Jaymz stood up from the oversized gold chair, stretched, and walked back inside the castle closing the door behind him.