Post by Jason Ryan on Apr 11, 2020 12:47:48 GMT -5
Jason is seen in an old abandoned farmhouse, instead of his usual suit he wears a pair of blue wranglers with no shirt. He is sitting in front of a full length mirror examining his tattooed and scarred torso. His multiple wounds tell of the many battles he has been apart of, the deathmatches he's been in with various opponents, his Hell in a Cell match he had with Buddy Ace in BPZ. Evil Ways plays in the background as Jason continues to inspect himself. He takes a deep breath and drinks champagne straight from the bottle.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Let me in
A voice, like a blade scraping against stone sounds in the background. Jason shakes his head
No Legion. You will not be in this match.
A loud angry demonic hisses responds
You need me more than ever Jason!
I never needed you Legion.
You honestly think you are the same man without me? You're a shell of your former self.
Jason shakes his head, growing upset
Your tactics are far too barbaric Legion. Were I to turn you loose-
I'd flay those two redneck STD ridden harlots and roast their organs!
This is why I will not let you take part in this match. You are too dangerous, too heartless. You don't wrestle for sport as I do. You wrestle to dominate. You see others as toys for your own amusement.
Cruel mocking laughter echoes throughout the room
You've gotten soft Jason Heinsmerc Ryan. You, the last son of my beloved Babylon have disgraced your heritage by sending me away. Now look at you. So weak, so pathetic, can't win a match without someone holding your hand!
Jason closes his eyes and grits his teeth
Shut up shut up shut up.
The voice continues to mock Jason
Went to Hollywood to escape me but just couldn't resist coming back only to find out on your own you just cannot get it done. You lost to that insufferable inbred hick Red Riot. You lost to that mentally deficient moron you cannot talk properly and doesn't even know how to apply a simple headlock in ZMAC. You lost to the worst thing to happen to the human race Flop, a man we both know I would have loved to snap his neck. Everyone spits on you. They mock you. A jobber they call you. An insult to you is an insult to me, The Demon King of Depravity! I'll not stand for inferior parasites disrespecting my name! I'm taking over this vessel now.
No
Let me in
Jason opens his eyes and looks in the mirror. Looking back at him are The Scourge's eyes in place of his own
Let me in
No
Jason's reflection begins to morph into The Scourge
This is the true you. Open your eyes, become one with me. Let me in.
No!
Jason Ryan headbutts the mirror as hard as he can, causing it to crack. The Scourge vanishes, a wail of anger and frustration can be heard in the background. Jason breathes in and out heavily, blood trickling down his forehead. He glares at his reflection and pushes the mirror down and stomps on it, frantically stomping on the mirror. After a few minutes he stops, breathing in and out rapidly. He puts his head in his hands and sits down on the mirror he just destroyed. After a few moments he looks up at the camera.
I have been treated like dog shit ever since I have come here. Told to lay down for inferior talent, not allowed to realize any sort of potential. There is a conspiracy against me and my Bloodline. Because we don't respect anyone on the roster, we are held down and exploited for personal gain. You may not like us, and that's fine because wed nate each and every single one of you. The fact we have to work in such close proximity with you people makes The Bloodline all question our life choices. I am embarrassed to even associate with you people. I am so sick and tired of having you to listen to you people bitching and bitching and moaning of you fucking people. I have reached the end of my patience with you fuckers.
Jason leans against the wall
I am a very evil man, and on Monday night, while The Scourge will not be making an appearance in the match, The Scourge is too evil, too heartless, too evil. Were I to unleash him on my opponents, there would be nothing left. Pray that nat I win this internal war, pray The Scourge never breaks free. Cause if he does, there will be no APW left. The Scourge will devour APW and as much as I hate you people, coming face to face with The Scourge is a fate none shall meet. On Metal, the Scourge will continue to be imprisoned but my opponents will still experience my evil ways. I never needed The Scourge and I will prove that on Metal when I defeat whoever the crap I’m facing. I don’t get paid to give a shit about other people. But I will prove I do not need The Scourge. You hear that?! I DON’T NEED YOU!!!
The camera fades to black
