Post by Jason Ryan on Jan 18, 2020 1:08:37 GMT -5
The camera shows a dirty bathroom in obvious disrepair. The only light in the bathroom is from the streetlight from outside the bathroom. A figure is crouched over one of the sinks, a man not yet seen here on APW programming. He wears an Edo style Japanese robe, a Kasa, and a Menpo. The man takes off his Kasa and Menpo and faces the camera revealing a face covered in white and black paint.
You do not yet know of me but I know of you. I have been watching for a very long time. And I like what I see. Not talent-wise, nothing like that. I like what I see because I see an opportunity to conquer another federation. Again, you people may not know of me, but rest assured you will. Allow me to introduce myself. You may call me Jason Ryan. And I have targetted this federation.
Jason lights a cigar and inhales
I am not what you would call your average wrestler. I am not here to be one of the boys. That’s never been my goal. In all the federations I have been in, I have had only a few goals in mind. Kick ass, dominate and send fans away unhappy. To you people, wrestling is your livelihood. It’s how you feed your families, how you earn a living. But me, wrestling is nothing but a massive plaything for me. It’s all one big game to me. I come with a sword and I will show no mercy to any man, woman or child. And no, this isn’t what every greenhorn says when they arrive at a new company. This isn’t me promising to “ revolutionize” the company. Because the people that say things like that are as full of shit, a bunch of talentless clogs. A pug barking thinking if it barks loud enough it’ll make them a Great Dane. No, this isn’t that generic, uncreative bullshit. Allow me to show you the future.
Jason takes a canister of gasoline and covers the bathroom floor in it. He looks at the camera again and holds up the match.
Others wish to preserve the business. I wish to raze it. Be prepared for The Scourge of Professional Wrestling is coming to steal, kill and destroy.
Jason leaves the bathroom and drops the match on the floor. As the bathroom goes up in flames, Jason looks hard at the camera as it fades to black.
You do not yet know of me but I know of you. I have been watching for a very long time. And I like what I see. Not talent-wise, nothing like that. I like what I see because I see an opportunity to conquer another federation. Again, you people may not know of me, but rest assured you will. Allow me to introduce myself. You may call me Jason Ryan. And I have targetted this federation.
Jason lights a cigar and inhales
I am not what you would call your average wrestler. I am not here to be one of the boys. That’s never been my goal. In all the federations I have been in, I have had only a few goals in mind. Kick ass, dominate and send fans away unhappy. To you people, wrestling is your livelihood. It’s how you feed your families, how you earn a living. But me, wrestling is nothing but a massive plaything for me. It’s all one big game to me. I come with a sword and I will show no mercy to any man, woman or child. And no, this isn’t what every greenhorn says when they arrive at a new company. This isn’t me promising to “ revolutionize” the company. Because the people that say things like that are as full of shit, a bunch of talentless clogs. A pug barking thinking if it barks loud enough it’ll make them a Great Dane. No, this isn’t that generic, uncreative bullshit. Allow me to show you the future.
Jason takes a canister of gasoline and covers the bathroom floor in it. He looks at the camera again and holds up the match.
Others wish to preserve the business. I wish to raze it. Be prepared for The Scourge of Professional Wrestling is coming to steal, kill and destroy.
Jason leaves the bathroom and drops the match on the floor. As the bathroom goes up in flames, Jason looks hard at the camera as it fades to black.
