Post by johnnyblaze on Sept 5, 2019 20:41:36 GMT -5
Leon Dread Vs. Johnny Blaze Vs. Defenestration Jones Vs. Jaice Wilds
Pinata scramble hardcore match
The sun beat down on him like the hot breath of the last whore he slept with. The sand crept into places it wasn't meant to go. He sat up and kept his eyes closed as he tried to calm the beast of a headache he knew he was getting. What the hell did he do last night? The last thing he remembered. Damn, it hurt too much to remember. What the fuck? Okay, time to man up and open his eyes. When he did so he almost closed them right back. Where the hell were his clothes and who was the brunette lying next to him? He checked his left hand to make sure he didn't do something stupid like get married. Nope, no ring there. He saw his clothes in a heap a few feet away from them. He crawled over without waking her and grabbed his jeans. He pulled them on with more effort than it should have taken. Then he grabbed his shirt and jacket. He would wait to put them on. Right now he just wanted to get the hell out of there. He didn't see his shoes anywhere so he said the hell with it and left without them.
When he made it up to the parking lot area he almost didn't see his Harley. Finally he found it under a tree in the distance. He walked over to it and fired it up. Thank God it started. He was just about to open the throttle when he saw the woman stirring on the beach. Now it was definitely time to go. He popped a wheelie and was gone in a loud scream of American muscle burning down the road. How the hell did he get so messed up he couldn't remember what the fuck happened? It just was not like him. He was out celebrating and made some new friends. Things went crazy from there. He knew he had a big match coming up at Jubeilation and wanted to be in top condition for it. Of course, it might not hurt to put on a couple extra pounds for the hardcore match. It wouldn't be like his regular matches. He would have to be more of a brawler to be able to handle the competition he would be going against.
He pulled his Harley into the parking area of a local hot dog stand. He was hungry and some Chili dogs sure sounded good. He walked up towards the window and stood in line to place his order. Suddenly Colonel Sanders walked over to him and nudged his shoulder.
Colonel Sanders
I tell ya son, y'all don't want none of that garbage on there. What y'all really be wanting is some good old fried chicken. Come on over to my place and get y'all some. It's finger licking good. You know you want some.
Ronald McDonald walks over and pushes the colonel aside.
Ronald McDonald
Don't listen to him. Why mess with some nasty fowl tasting crap when you can have some pure ground beef mouth watering burgers with your choice of toppings. You'll be so full you won't have to lick your fingers.
Colonel Sanders grabs Ronald McDonald by the arm and sends him flying into a nearby table. Ronald slowly gets up and ducks under a left hook by the Colonel. Ronald grabs a chair and hits the Colonel across the back with a chair. The Colonel pulls out a gun and shoots at Ronald. The bullet misses and hits a nearby tree. Ronald kicks the gun out of Colonel Sanders hands, slipping in the process and falling on his ass. Suddenly a huge bell falls down on top of both of them. On top of the bell a little Chihuahua sits with an evil little grin on it's face.
Can I take your order sir? Sir? Can I take your order?
Johnny shakes his head and turns to look at the teenager on the other side of the window. He takes one more look around him and sees nothing but the table and chairs all in place. He turns back around and just smiles.
Johnny Blaze
I'll have a dozen chili dogs and two large orders of cheese fries.
Cashier
Would you like anything to drink with that?
Johnny Blaze
No, that's all thank you. Here's my card.
Johnny pulls a credit card out of his wallet and hands it to her.
Cashier
Okay, that will be about ten minutes. Thank you.
Johnny walks over to the table he could have swore he just saw Ronald McDonald fly into and sat down in the chair. He pulled out his I phone and navigated to the APW website. He checked the full card for Jubeilation. He found out that he would be involved in a Pinata scramble hardcore match. Hell he loved Pinatas! Especially ones filled with weapons. He knew all about using weapons and how to disarm someone else with one. His training would serve him well in that respect. Plus, he was one bad mother fucker and about as hardcore as you can get.
Pinata scramble hardcore match
The sun beat down on him like the hot breath of the last whore he slept with. The sand crept into places it wasn't meant to go. He sat up and kept his eyes closed as he tried to calm the beast of a headache he knew he was getting. What the hell did he do last night? The last thing he remembered. Damn, it hurt too much to remember. What the fuck? Okay, time to man up and open his eyes. When he did so he almost closed them right back. Where the hell were his clothes and who was the brunette lying next to him? He checked his left hand to make sure he didn't do something stupid like get married. Nope, no ring there. He saw his clothes in a heap a few feet away from them. He crawled over without waking her and grabbed his jeans. He pulled them on with more effort than it should have taken. Then he grabbed his shirt and jacket. He would wait to put them on. Right now he just wanted to get the hell out of there. He didn't see his shoes anywhere so he said the hell with it and left without them.
When he made it up to the parking lot area he almost didn't see his Harley. Finally he found it under a tree in the distance. He walked over to it and fired it up. Thank God it started. He was just about to open the throttle when he saw the woman stirring on the beach. Now it was definitely time to go. He popped a wheelie and was gone in a loud scream of American muscle burning down the road. How the hell did he get so messed up he couldn't remember what the fuck happened? It just was not like him. He was out celebrating and made some new friends. Things went crazy from there. He knew he had a big match coming up at Jubeilation and wanted to be in top condition for it. Of course, it might not hurt to put on a couple extra pounds for the hardcore match. It wouldn't be like his regular matches. He would have to be more of a brawler to be able to handle the competition he would be going against.
He pulled his Harley into the parking area of a local hot dog stand. He was hungry and some Chili dogs sure sounded good. He walked up towards the window and stood in line to place his order. Suddenly Colonel Sanders walked over to him and nudged his shoulder.
Colonel Sanders
I tell ya son, y'all don't want none of that garbage on there. What y'all really be wanting is some good old fried chicken. Come on over to my place and get y'all some. It's finger licking good. You know you want some.
Ronald McDonald walks over and pushes the colonel aside.
Ronald McDonald
Don't listen to him. Why mess with some nasty fowl tasting crap when you can have some pure ground beef mouth watering burgers with your choice of toppings. You'll be so full you won't have to lick your fingers.
Colonel Sanders grabs Ronald McDonald by the arm and sends him flying into a nearby table. Ronald slowly gets up and ducks under a left hook by the Colonel. Ronald grabs a chair and hits the Colonel across the back with a chair. The Colonel pulls out a gun and shoots at Ronald. The bullet misses and hits a nearby tree. Ronald kicks the gun out of Colonel Sanders hands, slipping in the process and falling on his ass. Suddenly a huge bell falls down on top of both of them. On top of the bell a little Chihuahua sits with an evil little grin on it's face.
Can I take your order sir? Sir? Can I take your order?
Johnny shakes his head and turns to look at the teenager on the other side of the window. He takes one more look around him and sees nothing but the table and chairs all in place. He turns back around and just smiles.
Johnny Blaze
I'll have a dozen chili dogs and two large orders of cheese fries.
Cashier
Would you like anything to drink with that?
Johnny Blaze
No, that's all thank you. Here's my card.
Johnny pulls a credit card out of his wallet and hands it to her.
Cashier
Okay, that will be about ten minutes. Thank you.
Johnny walks over to the table he could have swore he just saw Ronald McDonald fly into and sat down in the chair. He pulled out his I phone and navigated to the APW website. He checked the full card for Jubeilation. He found out that he would be involved in a Pinata scramble hardcore match. Hell he loved Pinatas! Especially ones filled with weapons. He knew all about using weapons and how to disarm someone else with one. His training would serve him well in that respect. Plus, he was one bad mother fucker and about as hardcore as you can get.
Leon Dread, Defenestration Jones, and Jaice Wilds had all better look the fuck out because he was about to light some mother fuckers up! None of them had what it takes to defeat him inside that ring. Not Leon Dread, not Jaice Wilds, and surely not Defenestration Jones. It was going to be one hell of a wild party that was for sure.
He knew that there would be some tough competitors going against him and he wasn't disappointed at all. Jaice Wilds was just coming out of a war with Allen Anderson and a loss at the hands of Noris Cranley at the last Metal.Leon Dread was coming off a loss to Charmaine after a tough loss in the fatal four way tag match and at the past Metal. With Johnny picking up his second victory he was starting to feel better about his chances going into his next match. Plus he was fresh. He hadn't been through quite the battles that his opponents had been through recently. He would need to take advantage of every opportunity when it is presented to him. Another thing he would have going for himself was the fact that not a single one of them think he stands a chance of winning. They will all be so worried about each other he can sneak right in and kick some ass!
He knew that there would be some tough competitors going against him and he wasn't disappointed at all. Jaice Wilds was just coming out of a war with Allen Anderson and a loss at the hands of Noris Cranley at the last Metal.Leon Dread was coming off a loss to Charmaine after a tough loss in the fatal four way tag match and at the past Metal. With Johnny picking up his second victory he was starting to feel better about his chances going into his next match. Plus he was fresh. He hadn't been through quite the battles that his opponents had been through recently. He would need to take advantage of every opportunity when it is presented to him. Another thing he would have going for himself was the fact that not a single one of them think he stands a chance of winning. They will all be so worried about each other he can sneak right in and kick some ass!
Cashier
Sir, Your order is ready.
Johnny walked over to the pick up window and grabbed his food. He walked over to his Harley and sat down on the seat to eat his food. He was hoping it would ease the throbbing headache residing behind his eyes. If that didn't work he would just have to head for a bar and take care of it that way. He still had no ideal what the hell happened the night before or how he got so messed up. Oh well, no big deal. He would just ask his new friends when he saw them again. He would give them a call later when he got back to the Hotel. He was almost done with his seventh chili dog when he heard someone calling his name. He turned his head and saw the woman he had just left on the beach walking his way.
Velvet Sky
Johnny, it's me Velvet. Did you forget about me already. Oh that looks good. I am starved.
She reaches inside the bag and grabs a chili dog. She has it half gone in a single bite and finishes it off with a second.
Johnny looks her over and had to admit that she looked pretty good. Her brown hair really accentuated her pretty blue eyes and lightly tanned skin. She wore a two piece swimsuit that left very little to the imagination. Her full bosom looked like it would burst out at any second. Her voluptuous ass filled the bottoms nicely from behind. He noticed as she turned so he could check her out. She smiled and leaned down to kiss him on the cheek.
Velvet Sky
Well? Do you still like what you see? Last night you said I looked good enough to eat, then you proved it. Damn you were good!
Johnny Blaze
You still look good enough to eat. But, what the hell happened last night because I can't remember a damn thing?
Velvet Sky
That's because I drugged you. You seemed like a sure thing but I had to be certain. Damn I wanted that big cock of yours. You aren't mad are you?
Johnny Blaze
Hell no, I would have done the same thing. We'll just make sure the next time it's in a bed at the hotel and we can both enjoy the memory. Damn you are so sexy!
Velvet Sky
Listen love, I hate to run but I have a meeting in one hour and I need to get ready. See you at the hotel later?
Johnny Blaze
Yeah, say around seven or so?
Velvet Sky
Sounds like a plan. I'll see you then.
She kissed him again and walked away. He would have given her a ride but then he noticed her walk over to a vehicle parked down the block and get in. At least she wasn't on foot. With his head feeling better he headed back to his hotel to get cleaned up. Afterwards he sat on the couch watching Naked and Afraid and was smoking a blunt. Hell, he could do what they were doing. You want to see survival take a look at the downtown streets after closing time when the real action begins. Or put a couple of them in the APW ring and see how long they survive. Especially with the level of competition here. The more he thought about it the more he wanted to do it. Imagine that, Johnny Blaze on Bare and Scared. He would have to check into that and see what he would have to do to get on. He had plenty of training in the wilderness when he was in the service. He knew how to start a fire and build a temporary shelter. He could adapt to just about any environment and survive. He bet his opponents wouldn't do that. You talk about hardcore. It doesn't get any more hardcore than that. Fuck Jaice Wilds, fuck Defenestration Jones, and fuck Leon Dread ! He couldn't wait to get his hands on them all!
