Post by Jason Ryan on May 29, 2020 20:39:52 GMT -5
We see The Scourge Jason Ryan standing in front of an open grave back to the camera. The day is overcast, windy, rainy. To his left and right are people wearing black suits and white Phantom of the opera masks. One by one each person places a black rose at the headstone and move out of frame until it's just Jason.
Then I stood on the sand of the sea. And I saw a beast rising up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and on his horns ten crowns, and on his heads a blasphemous name. Now the beast which I saw was like a leopard, his feet were like the feet of a bear, and his mouth like the mouth of a lion. The dragon gave him his power, his throne, and great authority. And I saw one of his heads as if it had been mortally wounded, and his deadly wound was healed. And all the world marveled and followed the beast. 4 So they worshiped the dragon who gave authority to the beast; and they worshiped the beast, saying, “Who is like the beast? Who is able to make war with him?” ( Revelation 13:1-4)
Jason turns around to face the camera
Who does this sound like? Who on the APW roster does this remind you of? Only one man fits this description. Damon Warrens. He is the APW World Heavyweight Champion but. And everyone marvels at him, they love him, everywhere he goes they chant his name. But the name Damon is blasphemous. For he is no devil, he is nothing but a angsty child you never outgrew his Hot Topic phase. Wearing leather pants and black lipstick doesn't make you the devil Damon. It makes you nothing but a pretender. You Damon sit on a throne you are unworthy to sit in, you wear a crown your head is unworthy to bear. You are no devil, you are Jason Ryan's bitch. Tell me, how has your little friend dealt with the psychological scars The Scourge delivered upon him? How have the night he wakes up, screaming in terror as he sees my eyes peer into his soul? How fruitless have the therapists been in talking to him? I'm so sorry to tell You Damn but your beloved died that night. The Jamie you knew and loved is dead, The Scourge took his soul, leaving a hollow shell. Thus I have already won our little war Damon. You want vengence for what I did, you want to make me pay but when you tried, I left you lying. My only regret is I didn't cut out your heart with your oh so cute little quill and feed it to you!
Jason sits down cross legged on the wet grass
You Damon have been a rather ineffective champion. You have been such a bore, no one will remember your pitiful reign. You and Smith Jones have made a total joke of that title, making it irrelevant. I mean, be honest with yourself. Of all your combined reigns, why is it that since I got here I have been at the center stage? Why have all the headlines and all the media attention been on me? I have overshadowed you ever since I got here. That's got to bother you Damon. I have ended careers, I have made people fade into obscurity. I dismembered APW's Guardian, Jaice Wilds. Ever since I got involved in his business, I made him irrelevant. Flop has lived up to his name and been a total flop because of me. I haven't needed petty victories to be the most talked about man in APW, everyone who has stepped to me has slowly succumbed to my superior intellect and my games and fallen. And now I shall get rid of you. But fear not, I am not going to destroy you. No no no, I have something else planned for you. I am going to take the only thing you have left, the World Heavyweight Championship and then I am going to destroy APW. You will be helpless to do anything but watch as I burn this shithole to the ground, as I personally destroy the entire roster, and make them bow before me. I can't wait to see your tears of anger and hopelessness as you watch APW cease to exist. Don't worry I am not unreasonable, I will leave you the carcass of Smith Jones to keep you company. How fitting is it that the Archichets will be the ones to ensure APW's destruction. Everything you have built will fall to me. All your hard work, your entire APW career will fade into obscurity! And I will enjoy watching APW burn and then I will piss in the ashes. But not to worry, for in place of APW shall rise New Babylon. The world heavyweight championship will make a fine crown for me. Damon, just know if you fall, you damn APW forever. You are fighting for everyone in APW and let's be honest, you are ill equipped to deal with that pressure. You have made a laughable effort carrying this company on your back as champion, even worse than Smith Jones and that is saying something. You really think you can be the hero to save APW? You can't even save yourself from the flames of Hell that threaten to consume you. APW needs a true champion to hold its hottest prize and who better than me? The Bloodline is APW, we get it the media attention, we are the reason anyone knows what it is. Without The Bloodline this company would have to close its doors. Meaning the rest of APW's pissants would have to look for jobs elsewhere and let's be honest, this is the only place most of them can work. And honestly that pisses me off.
Jason stands up slowly and climbs on top of a tombstone
APW is full of illiterate simple minded miscreants who cannot speak correctly. This company endorses idiots, the fact that guys like ZMAC Eli Breezy and Flop are permitted to wrestle is a crime. This company cannot progress while it is mio=red in disease and filth. This company is stuck in its Stone Ages and Damon that is the fault of yourself and your compatriots. Because of you, this company means nothing, because of you this company isn't worthy of being a footnote. You had a hand in ruining this company. Its very foundation is corrupted. Thus, until the foundation is replaced, this company will always be known as a laughing stock. Consider this match your penance for your multitude of failures. You failed the very thing you help build. And you are going to fail to retain your title, you are going to fail to avenge your love and you are going to fail yourself once more. Kingdom Come. Such a fitting name. My Kingdom is coming Damon. And yours is falling. It is time to bring APW out of the Stone Ages. Let's see if you adapt or perish.
Jason's followers begin to throw pictures spamming Damon's entire career into the open grave. Everything he has ever done in the business, captured and thrown into the dirt. Then pictures of Damon's loved ones join the void. Jason hops off the grave and falls to his knees, arms wide open as gasoline is poured on the pictures. A match is thrown in the hole and a raging fire soon consumes the pictures. As the camera fades to black a song begins to play.
Who does this sound like? Who on the APW roster does this remind you of? Only one man fits this description. Damon Warrens. He is the APW World Heavyweight Champion but. And everyone marvels at him, they love him, everywhere he goes they chant his name. But the name Damon is blasphemous. For he is no devil, he is nothing but a angsty child you never outgrew his Hot Topic phase. Wearing leather pants and black lipstick doesn't make you the devil Damon. It makes you nothing but a pretender. You Damon sit on a throne you are unworthy to sit in, you wear a crown your head is unworthy to bear. You are no devil, you are Jason Ryan's bitch. Tell me, how has your little friend dealt with the psychological scars The Scourge delivered upon him? How have the night he wakes up, screaming in terror as he sees my eyes peer into his soul? How fruitless have the therapists been in talking to him? I'm so sorry to tell You Damn but your beloved died that night. The Jamie you knew and loved is dead, The Scourge took his soul, leaving a hollow shell. Thus I have already won our little war Damon. You want vengence for what I did, you want to make me pay but when you tried, I left you lying. My only regret is I didn't cut out your heart with your oh so cute little quill and feed it to you!
Jason sits down cross legged on the wet grass
You Damon have been a rather ineffective champion. You have been such a bore, no one will remember your pitiful reign. You and Smith Jones have made a total joke of that title, making it irrelevant. I mean, be honest with yourself. Of all your combined reigns, why is it that since I got here I have been at the center stage? Why have all the headlines and all the media attention been on me? I have overshadowed you ever since I got here. That's got to bother you Damon. I have ended careers, I have made people fade into obscurity. I dismembered APW's Guardian, Jaice Wilds. Ever since I got involved in his business, I made him irrelevant. Flop has lived up to his name and been a total flop because of me. I haven't needed petty victories to be the most talked about man in APW, everyone who has stepped to me has slowly succumbed to my superior intellect and my games and fallen. And now I shall get rid of you. But fear not, I am not going to destroy you. No no no, I have something else planned for you. I am going to take the only thing you have left, the World Heavyweight Championship and then I am going to destroy APW. You will be helpless to do anything but watch as I burn this shithole to the ground, as I personally destroy the entire roster, and make them bow before me. I can't wait to see your tears of anger and hopelessness as you watch APW cease to exist. Don't worry I am not unreasonable, I will leave you the carcass of Smith Jones to keep you company. How fitting is it that the Archichets will be the ones to ensure APW's destruction. Everything you have built will fall to me. All your hard work, your entire APW career will fade into obscurity! And I will enjoy watching APW burn and then I will piss in the ashes. But not to worry, for in place of APW shall rise New Babylon. The world heavyweight championship will make a fine crown for me. Damon, just know if you fall, you damn APW forever. You are fighting for everyone in APW and let's be honest, you are ill equipped to deal with that pressure. You have made a laughable effort carrying this company on your back as champion, even worse than Smith Jones and that is saying something. You really think you can be the hero to save APW? You can't even save yourself from the flames of Hell that threaten to consume you. APW needs a true champion to hold its hottest prize and who better than me? The Bloodline is APW, we get it the media attention, we are the reason anyone knows what it is. Without The Bloodline this company would have to close its doors. Meaning the rest of APW's pissants would have to look for jobs elsewhere and let's be honest, this is the only place most of them can work. And honestly that pisses me off.
Jason stands up slowly and climbs on top of a tombstone
APW is full of illiterate simple minded miscreants who cannot speak correctly. This company endorses idiots, the fact that guys like ZMAC Eli Breezy and Flop are permitted to wrestle is a crime. This company cannot progress while it is mio=red in disease and filth. This company is stuck in its Stone Ages and Damon that is the fault of yourself and your compatriots. Because of you, this company means nothing, because of you this company isn't worthy of being a footnote. You had a hand in ruining this company. Its very foundation is corrupted. Thus, until the foundation is replaced, this company will always be known as a laughing stock. Consider this match your penance for your multitude of failures. You failed the very thing you help build. And you are going to fail to retain your title, you are going to fail to avenge your love and you are going to fail yourself once more. Kingdom Come. Such a fitting name. My Kingdom is coming Damon. And yours is falling. It is time to bring APW out of the Stone Ages. Let's see if you adapt or perish.
Jason's followers begin to throw pictures spamming Damon's entire career into the open grave. Everything he has ever done in the business, captured and thrown into the dirt. Then pictures of Damon's loved ones join the void. Jason hops off the grave and falls to his knees, arms wide open as gasoline is poured on the pictures. A match is thrown in the hole and a raging fire soon consumes the pictures. As the camera fades to black a song begins to play.
