Post by Jesse Jamester on May 9, 2021 22:20:41 GMT -5
Walking out behind Jesse Jamester after he kicked the podium at the reporters, is a lady in a bright purple dress with corgi faces all over it and bright red hair. Obviously a fan of Lord Dominicus, the Double Crown and Cruiserweight Champion, Jesse didn’t pay her much mine as he side glanced her approaching him.
Reporter: Is that it Jesse Jamester? Is that all the storied career of a Canadian veteran can offer anymore, catch lines and false promises?
What did she just say?!
Jamester: Excuse me?
Reporter: You heard me loud and clear Mr. Jamester, the Canadian Nightmare. I’ve heard you run the same 10 lines off for months now, and I’m not surprised you haven’t come up with anything new.
Jamester: New? If it aint broke don’t fix it hun. Now why don’t you go get a vaccine or something and sit with the rest of the good sheep in the room over there.
Reporter: Don’t you think Lord Dominicus will come after you for all the stuff Eric Dane did to him? All the stuff the Syndicate did to the NPW Roster? You made a hell of a lot of enemies Mr. Jamester, and I don’t think you understand the gravity of your situation. Every man in this company has a bone to pick with you.
Jamester: They can come at me one-on-one, or they can all line the ring down there next week and take their shot. Either way, I’m not afraid a damn soul in this business! If I’m getting jumped, you best put me down, because I aint leaving until I finish what was started, ya hear me aye!
Reporter: I’m just warning you. You played with fire. It’s only a matter of time before you’re burnt.
Jamester: Oh… you’re one of Caffrey’s bitches. I thought you were a fan of LD's.
Reporter: Excuse me!
Jamester: One of those women not sure she wants a man, or a woman, so she settles on some soft skinned guy who wears suits but has a butch hair cut. Yeaaa, you’re his type. Well dear, I think that settles it - you have yourself a pleasant nice, and go get fucked. I have a match to go win.
Turning on a heel Jesse walks off and ignores the woman’s final words as he cuts around the corner.
Reporter: Is that it Jesse Jamester? Is that all the storied career of a Canadian veteran can offer anymore, catch lines and false promises?
What did she just say?!
Jamester: Excuse me?
Reporter: You heard me loud and clear Mr. Jamester, the Canadian Nightmare. I’ve heard you run the same 10 lines off for months now, and I’m not surprised you haven’t come up with anything new.
Jamester: New? If it aint broke don’t fix it hun. Now why don’t you go get a vaccine or something and sit with the rest of the good sheep in the room over there.
Reporter: Don’t you think Lord Dominicus will come after you for all the stuff Eric Dane did to him? All the stuff the Syndicate did to the NPW Roster? You made a hell of a lot of enemies Mr. Jamester, and I don’t think you understand the gravity of your situation. Every man in this company has a bone to pick with you.
Jamester: They can come at me one-on-one, or they can all line the ring down there next week and take their shot. Either way, I’m not afraid a damn soul in this business! If I’m getting jumped, you best put me down, because I aint leaving until I finish what was started, ya hear me aye!
Reporter: I’m just warning you. You played with fire. It’s only a matter of time before you’re burnt.
Jamester: Oh… you’re one of Caffrey’s bitches. I thought you were a fan of LD's.
Reporter: Excuse me!
Jamester: One of those women not sure she wants a man, or a woman, so she settles on some soft skinned guy who wears suits but has a butch hair cut. Yeaaa, you’re his type. Well dear, I think that settles it - you have yourself a pleasant nice, and go get fucked. I have a match to go win.
Turning on a heel Jesse walks off and ignores the woman’s final words as he cuts around the corner.
