Post by Jason Ryan on Mar 19, 2020 20:56:47 GMT -5
Jason is sitting on a chair wearing his usual suit. The camera is centered on him, thus his surroundings are unrecognizable. Jason drinks from a wine glass and gives a small smile. In his lap in a white mask broken in half.
Good evening APW. You may know me as Jason Ryan, a man you view as a jobber because I haven’t won in a while. As always your narrow minds can’t even begin to grasp the full picture. I originally didn’t want to hurt anyone. I didn’t want to cause any serious harm, why would I want to hurt my own kingdom? See at first we wanted the same thing. We wanted APW to grow, the only difference is that you people wanted a king who is unfit to a rule, a man who tried and failed already. People who you like because the higher ups say these are the people you like. All I tried was to set you free! Had you people just let yourselves be saved, things would be so much better. But you have fought me tooth and nail when all I tried to do was help. Because whether you know it or not, whether you like it or not you deserve better. You deserve people that don’t need help from APW’s inept management to get over. APW is in need of a savior and The Bloodline is that savior. But perhaps I’ve been going about this all wrong. Maybe I’ve been too patient. I let so much slide. But my patience is wearing thin. So I will open your eyes to what you refuse to see.
Jason holds up the mask in his lap and looks at it
I tried to go to war with Irina, to save you people from her tyrannical rule. I tried to save you people. But you people refuse help, you refuse to be saved. I am trying so hard to not be the man from my past. The man who ends careers, the man that goes out of his way to hurt people. I am so tired of trying to be merciful. You people had your chance to accept the change of the guard peacefully. I am known as the Scourge of Professional Wrestling for a damn good reason. I have broken every unspoken rule in this business. Trust me when I say, I am the embodiment of evil. I have been compared to Lucifer himself. And truth be told, I didn’t want to have to resort such underhanded tactics. But it seems that is the only way you people will learn. I’ve spared the rod as much as I could but I can see you won’t come quietly. Which is why I have aligned myself with two men who share my vision for APW. But in order to ensure compliance, it would seem I must revert to my most sinister incarnation. I must once more become The Scourge of Professional Wrestling. And trust me when I say, if I have to, I will drag you kicking and screaming into the future of APW.
Jason slowly puts his mask on and stands up. The camera zooms out to reveal Jason is in an 8x12 room with cinderblock walls. Jason sighs and shakes his head looking regretful
It really didn’t have to be this way, we could have gotten along. All you had to do was accept that things are changing. But I understand, humans tend to not like change. Perhaps you people are just too scared to accept change, maybe that’s why you keep resisting. I understand your fears but I assure you, once The Bloodline has taken over you will see that this had to happen. But first, I must purge those that continue to get in my way. Because it is time to draw the battle lines. You are either with me or against me. And if you are against me, you will be eliminated. Which is what will happen in my match at Metal. The purge will office again and I will rid APW of a guardian who for the most part can’t be bothered to show up. Jaice Wilds is not invited to join APW in this new era, I have already decided he has to go. But PKA, I give you this offer. Join me. Join me, stand by my side. If you do so, I will treat you well. I’m talking keys to any kind of car you want, you will make more working for me than APW can afford to pay you. I’m not just talking setting you up for life, I’m taking your children’s children will never have to work a day in their life. All you have to do PKA, is join me.
Soul Reaver and Aaron Blaze come into frame holding leather straps. Jason moves out of the way to reveal a fan wearing a Jaice Wilds T-shirt and a black hood over their head. Jason walls to the back of the captive and tears open the back of their shirt.
Gentlemen. Show this person what we do to heretics who reject our gospel.
Aaron and Soul Reaver take turns flogging this poor fan who cries out in anguish each time leather meets skin. The fan is flogged to the point blood is drawn. Meanwhile, Jason is sitting in the chair, facing the fan
Renounce him! Renounce your false messiah! Join me! Join me!
Eventually the fan’s head drops, presumably having passed out. Jason waves his comrades off and tears the shirt off the male fan. He looks at the t-shirt with a look of disgust and throws it to the floor.
Welcome to the era of The Bloodline
The camera fades with Jason, Aaron and Soul Reaver staring down the camera only for a video to begin playing. Once the video ends the camera cuts out
