Post by Mav. on Apr 29, 2020 22:06:52 GMT -5
// Off Camera
"What you thinking of?" She asks Jason. "I know that look."
"Nothing... just came out for a smoke is all." He reluctantly replies. "Also heard back from that company I signed for, looks like I'm on the roster." Jason says as he smiles whilst unwrapping Hannah's arms from around his neck and then placing them back around his waist.
"Oh! When do you start?" She asks again.
"Next show, debut match. Chad Kennedy is the guy I'm facing, heard he can be... cocky... and maybe egotistical as well." He answers, pausing a few times as he described his opponent. He pulls out his vape pen and takes a drag from it, blowing the smoke out from his mouth as he looks around the street. Hannah lets go and looks as to where Jason is looking. Devin pulls out his own vape pen and does the same as Jason before looking back at him and asking "What's on your mind, mate?"
He looks at Devin, smiling and shaking his head. "I haven't been a new face in a company for almost a year. I forget how much excitement there is to it when stepping on a new turf to play on. There's just... chills... running through my body thinking about it." Jason answers before looking away from him again and continuing to think. "The last time I did that I became their World Champion within the space of six months. Although I cannot promise the same for this one, the old saying does come into play... God does love a trier, doesn't he?" Jason asks. Devin simply nods his head in agreement to what Jason said.
"I'm happy for you but let's hope this place isn't like that other company you were in," Devin says. "You know, she knows and even I know, they treated you like shit."
"You're right..." Jason responds with a smirk along his face. "But it made me a better man at the end of the day. I've learned from my past mistakes, we all do that at some point in our lives, nobody's going to just walk all over me like a carpet."
"Make that a promise, mate." Devin chuckles. He then walks back into Starbucks and leaves Hannah and Jason to themselves. Hannah looks back up at Jason and asks "Does this mean we might have to move back over to America? I mean, I don't mind it but if we have to, at least find somewhere better than Ohio. We could always move back to Los Angeles." Jason looks down at her, losing that smile and then looking away from her. "What's wrong?" She asks again.
"Nothing," Jason replies. "I came back here because I was enjoying my time here in Ireland, and sure it'll be handier to move over there with all these companies that send me all over the globe and shit." He shrugs his shoulders before walking over to the door of the Starbucks but Hannah grabs his arm before he could enter through its doors. "Jay, listen to me for a second." Jason looks back down at Hannah. "I just want what's best for you, and I don't mind staying here but I'm sure America is calling for us again." Hannah chuckles, thinking back to their past memories. "Heh, just like it did about three years ago, eh?"
"Just like old times, babe, but this time we can't afford to live in America. Between you going to Japan every month and me going to America every week, it's costing greatly. Anyway, I said that if we'd ever come back to Ireland, we wouldn't leave for anything again. Don't you remember that?" He asks Hannah and she replies with "I do."
Devin comes back out and taps Jason on the shoulder. "Are you coming in or what? I've been waiting for like the last five minutes for you two." Jason giggles and grabs Hannah's hand as Devin heads back into the Starbucks. Jason looks back at Hannah before they enter and says "I promise that everything will be fine. Just have a little bit of faith." She smiles upon hearing those words as they kiss and head inside and leaving the scene to fade out.
// On-Camera.
"And even with that, I can still achieve so much more. I will achieve so much more because that's who I am. I am a modern-day money printing machine. When you have my name on a card, you are going to fucking sell out. It's happened before, it sure can happen again." He chuckles to himself, that smirk on his face growing by the second. "You're probably wondering to yourself why I bring all these things up, what has any of this got to do with my match or why you should tune into Wrestleworld and watch me in my debut. As I said, not many who watch might know me but for those who do know who I am, what I've done and how good I actually am... They know the hype. And one of those people who doesn't know is my opponent, Chad Kennedy." Upon the mention of his name, he grins and once again chuckles silently. "Chad Kennedy is someone who, upon first glance, reeks of the typical 'I am better than you and you know it' persona. I mean, you walk into any promotion these days and there's always that one person who thinks they're too good for anyone on the roster. So I have prepared for something like this, Chad, I have come here today dressed in a four-digit outfit as a sign that you can be comfortable with me when you step up to me since you seem to only wear cheetah-printed trunks and scarfs because... you know, scarfs are back in fashion these days apparently. Because anyone that might have stepped up to you, you've probably beat them in one thing... The riches, but with me... I've got the money and more that would make even you that bit jealous. I used to own a hotel in Canton, Ohio. I've got millions in my bank account!" He nods his head.
"You've called yourself The Chad, The Poverty Maker, Chaddaddy... And now you've come across someone who is richer than you, better than you, faster than you, tougher than you, more successful than you. Chad, the list goes on and on and on, it never stops." Jason shakes his head from side to side. "And to prove I am far more successful than you, I have this with me." He reaches over to something out of shot and comes back in with a Championship belt in his hands. One of the many that he has won in time. "This exact championship is an Undisputed Championship, the equivalent to a World Championship. Tell me this, Chad, how many years have you been a professional in this sport? Or do I even call you a professional in Wrestling?" He asks to the camera. "You've probably been doing this way longer than me, I've been doing this for two years for the most part. But within those two years, I've won a World Championship. I've been to the top of a mountain before, I've been the fucking king before. What have you done with your career, Chad? From what I've heard about you, the only thing you've accomplished in this sport was giving someone a beating with a Baseball Bat in an Academy just so you win your lover's heart." Jason gives off a look of disgust as he thinks of what Chad has done.
"How sad do you have to be, Chad? How deranged do you have to be? Money didn't work your way so you went for the next best thing... Assault." He tuts as he shakes his head in disappointment. "I knew the money would fuck a man's head up but fucking hell, man."
"So, Chad, come Chapter Five and I've to step into the ring with you. Just remember that you're not stepping into the ring with someone who you could walk all over, you're entering with someone who's hellbent on being the man he once was. Hell fucking bent on coming back to form and that should have you shaking in your fucking boots, and that warning isn't just for you, Chad. It's for everyone on the roster." He points to the camera. "There are many hopefuls on this roster, but they don't compare to me. I am here in Wrestleworld to make sure I am known everywhere as the unstoppable machine that with run rough shot throughout this company and its roster because at Chapter Five, not only am I going to show you Chad... But I will show the roster, I will show those Architects, I will show your Director, I will show the world! I will show them the true future of Professional Wrestling, The Prince of Immortality. I will show them the new face of this company, I will show them Maverick. And I will welcome them all to the new world, the world that I will soon... conquer."
With that said, the scene fades to black.