Post by J-TV on Mar 17, 2024 8:12:13 GMT
The following is a special presentation of
The views and opinions expressed therein do not represent those of the IWF or its staff.
The camera swoops in from a high angle, displaying a wide shot of a large desk with a pair of men sitting on either side. Sporty, upbeat music blares through the studio as a deep and booming voice echoes through the room.
"You trust them to give you the latest news on all of your favorite sports, from hockey to basketball, football to badminton, and sometimes they even cover curling. It's Jason Hathaway, and Cameraman Hall of Famer Robbie. This is JSPN."
The backdrop consists of a dozen screens, all playing different matches from the latest editions of both Odyssey and Sacrifice, as well as promo packages from the IWF roster. Jason Hathaway waves to the camera as it settles in front of the desk, his hair tied back into a professional ponytail and a pair of glasses, seemingly without any lenses, resting on his nose. Robbie is wearing the brand-new J-TV official T-Shirt, available now at IWF's Shop! (Buy today and save 50% on TJ Alexander merch with promo code JASONWINSLOL)
Throughout this presentation, a ticker runs across the bottom of the screen displaying various messages. These include:
MASAO AKIYAMA DEFEATS EL GRANDE MALO: "WHOOP DE DOO" SAYS CROWD
WHO THE HELL WALKS OUT TO STAN BUSH?
J-TV STILL THINKS THE NAME "DIXIE WRECKS" IS HILARIOUS
ROBERTO VERONA'S VOICE CONFIRMED CURE FOR INSOMNIA
YOU'D THINK ATTEMPTED MURDER WOULD GET YOU FIRED
WOMEN BATTLING TO ENTER IRON MAIDEN. "WHAT THE FUCK" SAYS MEDIEVAL WOMEN
SERENITY HOLMES SHOULD TOTALLY CALL ROBBIE THE CAMERAGUY, HIS NUMBER IS(this one is cut off)
WARREN HARPER APPEARS ON ODYSSEY, EMERGES FROM A PORTAL TO SONS OF ANARCHY.
"Hello and welcome to JSPN WrestleCenter! I'm Jason Hathaway, and this is my co-host Robbie Cameraguy." Jason spins in his seat to face his co-host with a bright and gleaming smile. "How are you doing, Robbie? Enjoy your trip? I see you brought some merch back with you."
Robbie nods and lifts this shirt up to display the J-TV logo emblazoned on it. "I did! For those of you at home, I was in the front row at the last edition of IWF Sacrifice. I have to say, the energy in that building was absolutely through the roof! I can see why the IWF is on top of the ratings lately. I'll be going to Odyssey in a couple days too, actually. Hoping I can get a hat to match my new shirt!"
Jason shakes his head with a chuckle, tapping the tip of his pen on the desk. "Well, I'm sure if any outfit can finally land you a date, it'll be that one. I've never seen you looking so dapper." He turns his head back to the camera and winks. "Speaking of Sacrifice, today we'll be showing some highlights of the big show, and adding a bit of our expert commentary, before we take a small sneak preview at the upcoming episode of Odyssey."
Behind Jason and Robbie, all of the television screens shift to the match between J-TV and TJ Alexander
"Oh yeah." Robbie nods as he turns back to look at the screens. "Match of the night, by far. The only thing that even came close was that outfit Serenity Holmes was wearing. Yeowza, what a--"
"J-TV is certainly becoming one of the most talked about newcomers in the IWF's history, isn't he?" Hathaway swiftly cuts off his co-host's wayward thoughts. On the screen, Alexander lands a springboard hurricanrana for a two-count. "Even against a talented, albeit washed-up, veteran like Alexander, I think the crowd really had the feeling he would come out on top from the get-go, don't you?"
Robbie gets the hint and nods, crossing a leg over his knee and pulling out a Dune 2 Popcorn bucket from underneath the desk. "Oh absolutely, they were throwing babies in the air for him. I think a couple gals next to me were going to jump the rail and propose." TJ hits a moonsault for another two-count, and Robbie winces, sending a handful of popcorn into the air. "Ooh, that one looked like it hurt!"
"It looked like it, but J-TV is built differently! Look at him go; he doesn't even feel it!" TJ's clothesline is reversed into J-TV's signature Hammerlock German Suplex for a near fall, and TJ looks absolutely rocked. Just as Alexander begins to fight back, there is a noticeable edit as the match jumps to TJ taking the Famebreaker and being pinned, omitting the part of the match where TJ was distracted by theme music playing through the sound system. "There's just no two ways about it, folks. A dominant, clean win for J-TV. I think it's safe to say that's your future IWF World Champion right there."
Robbie eagerly shoves another handful of buttery goodness into his mouth, nodding along with everything Jason says and speaking through full cheeks. "Ohh yeah! If he hadn't asked to NOT be a part of the upcoming Roulette match, he'd win that be challenging for the belt in no time, I bet!"
Briefly, the screen switches to a graphic of J-TV beside a Roulette, with a circle and cross over them. The headline "J-TV to MISS 2024 Roulette Match" appears beside the graphic.
"Well, it is a shame we won't see him such a stacked match, but my sources tell me there's a different title that he's interested in. One that is quite literally named and made for him. He might not be in the Roulette match, but if I were a certain Television Champion, I would keep my eyes peeled..."
"Either way, Jason, we should talk about Odyssey now. The big match that everybody is talking about is J-TV vs. Logan Sky." A graphic for the match appears behind the men, and Robbie sets aside his dope popcorn bucket to read over his notes. "Says here that Sky is an aging Indy-Lifer who nobody picked up in his prime, and now that he's finally made it to the big-leagues, everybody is realizing why nobody hired him in the first place."
Jason tsk's, shaking his head. "Always a groomsman, never a groom. It takes more than talent to make it in this industry, Robbie. You have to have pizazz; you have to have charisma. Logan might have that 'everyman' charm to him, something the dorks on 'X' can get behind, but he's not oozing star-power from every pore like the future Hall of Famer he's up against. I think this one is going to be a squash-and-a-half. What do you think, Robbie?"
"Well..." Robbie chews on the inside of his cheek and seems to think about it for a while, his side of the table still covered in delicious, kettle-cooked popcorn. "Logan Sky has the skills. I can't take that away from him. He did just lose to somebody calling themselves "The Comedian" though. I don't think I can vote for him, in good conscience. J-TV is undefeated, and the buzz around him is incredible. I agree with you, Jason. J-TV wins, no contest."
Turning to the camera, Jason flashes that award-winning smile.
"You heard it here first folks. If betting is legal in your state, put that money down on J-TV, and whatever you have leftover on a front row seat to Odyssey, when he messes Logan Sky's face so badly that he ends up looking marketable again!"
The camera begins to pan out, and the lights dim as the booming voice returns.
"Until next time, this has been another broadcast of..."
J. T. V.
The views and opinions expressed therein do not represent those of the IWF or its staff.
The camera swoops in from a high angle, displaying a wide shot of a large desk with a pair of men sitting on either side. Sporty, upbeat music blares through the studio as a deep and booming voice echoes through the room.
"You trust them to give you the latest news on all of your favorite sports, from hockey to basketball, football to badminton, and sometimes they even cover curling. It's Jason Hathaway, and Cameraman Hall of Famer Robbie. This is JSPN."
The backdrop consists of a dozen screens, all playing different matches from the latest editions of both Odyssey and Sacrifice, as well as promo packages from the IWF roster. Jason Hathaway waves to the camera as it settles in front of the desk, his hair tied back into a professional ponytail and a pair of glasses, seemingly without any lenses, resting on his nose. Robbie is wearing the brand-new J-TV official T-Shirt, available now at IWF's Shop! (Buy today and save 50% on TJ Alexander merch with promo code JASONWINSLOL)
Throughout this presentation, a ticker runs across the bottom of the screen displaying various messages. These include:
MASAO AKIYAMA DEFEATS EL GRANDE MALO: "WHOOP DE DOO" SAYS CROWD
WHO THE HELL WALKS OUT TO STAN BUSH?
J-TV STILL THINKS THE NAME "DIXIE WRECKS" IS HILARIOUS
ROBERTO VERONA'S VOICE CONFIRMED CURE FOR INSOMNIA
YOU'D THINK ATTEMPTED MURDER WOULD GET YOU FIRED
WOMEN BATTLING TO ENTER IRON MAIDEN. "WHAT THE FUCK" SAYS MEDIEVAL WOMEN
SERENITY HOLMES SHOULD TOTALLY CALL ROBBIE THE CAMERAGUY, HIS NUMBER IS(this one is cut off)
WARREN HARPER APPEARS ON ODYSSEY, EMERGES FROM A PORTAL TO SONS OF ANARCHY.
"Hello and welcome to JSPN WrestleCenter! I'm Jason Hathaway, and this is my co-host Robbie Cameraguy." Jason spins in his seat to face his co-host with a bright and gleaming smile. "How are you doing, Robbie? Enjoy your trip? I see you brought some merch back with you."
Robbie nods and lifts this shirt up to display the J-TV logo emblazoned on it. "I did! For those of you at home, I was in the front row at the last edition of IWF Sacrifice. I have to say, the energy in that building was absolutely through the roof! I can see why the IWF is on top of the ratings lately. I'll be going to Odyssey in a couple days too, actually. Hoping I can get a hat to match my new shirt!"
Jason shakes his head with a chuckle, tapping the tip of his pen on the desk. "Well, I'm sure if any outfit can finally land you a date, it'll be that one. I've never seen you looking so dapper." He turns his head back to the camera and winks. "Speaking of Sacrifice, today we'll be showing some highlights of the big show, and adding a bit of our expert commentary, before we take a small sneak preview at the upcoming episode of Odyssey."
Behind Jason and Robbie, all of the television screens shift to the match between J-TV and TJ Alexander
"Oh yeah." Robbie nods as he turns back to look at the screens. "Match of the night, by far. The only thing that even came close was that outfit Serenity Holmes was wearing. Yeowza, what a--"
"J-TV is certainly becoming one of the most talked about newcomers in the IWF's history, isn't he?" Hathaway swiftly cuts off his co-host's wayward thoughts. On the screen, Alexander lands a springboard hurricanrana for a two-count. "Even against a talented, albeit washed-up, veteran like Alexander, I think the crowd really had the feeling he would come out on top from the get-go, don't you?"
Robbie gets the hint and nods, crossing a leg over his knee and pulling out a Dune 2 Popcorn bucket from underneath the desk. "Oh absolutely, they were throwing babies in the air for him. I think a couple gals next to me were going to jump the rail and propose." TJ hits a moonsault for another two-count, and Robbie winces, sending a handful of popcorn into the air. "Ooh, that one looked like it hurt!"
"It looked like it, but J-TV is built differently! Look at him go; he doesn't even feel it!" TJ's clothesline is reversed into J-TV's signature Hammerlock German Suplex for a near fall, and TJ looks absolutely rocked. Just as Alexander begins to fight back, there is a noticeable edit as the match jumps to TJ taking the Famebreaker and being pinned, omitting the part of the match where TJ was distracted by theme music playing through the sound system. "There's just no two ways about it, folks. A dominant, clean win for J-TV. I think it's safe to say that's your future IWF World Champion right there."
Robbie eagerly shoves another handful of buttery goodness into his mouth, nodding along with everything Jason says and speaking through full cheeks. "Ohh yeah! If he hadn't asked to NOT be a part of the upcoming Roulette match, he'd win that be challenging for the belt in no time, I bet!"
Briefly, the screen switches to a graphic of J-TV beside a Roulette, with a circle and cross over them. The headline "J-TV to MISS 2024 Roulette Match" appears beside the graphic.
"Well, it is a shame we won't see him such a stacked match, but my sources tell me there's a different title that he's interested in. One that is quite literally named and made for him. He might not be in the Roulette match, but if I were a certain Television Champion, I would keep my eyes peeled..."
"Either way, Jason, we should talk about Odyssey now. The big match that everybody is talking about is J-TV vs. Logan Sky." A graphic for the match appears behind the men, and Robbie sets aside his dope popcorn bucket to read over his notes. "Says here that Sky is an aging Indy-Lifer who nobody picked up in his prime, and now that he's finally made it to the big-leagues, everybody is realizing why nobody hired him in the first place."
Jason tsk's, shaking his head. "Always a groomsman, never a groom. It takes more than talent to make it in this industry, Robbie. You have to have pizazz; you have to have charisma. Logan might have that 'everyman' charm to him, something the dorks on 'X' can get behind, but he's not oozing star-power from every pore like the future Hall of Famer he's up against. I think this one is going to be a squash-and-a-half. What do you think, Robbie?"
"Well..." Robbie chews on the inside of his cheek and seems to think about it for a while, his side of the table still covered in delicious, kettle-cooked popcorn. "Logan Sky has the skills. I can't take that away from him. He did just lose to somebody calling themselves "The Comedian" though. I don't think I can vote for him, in good conscience. J-TV is undefeated, and the buzz around him is incredible. I agree with you, Jason. J-TV wins, no contest."
Turning to the camera, Jason flashes that award-winning smile.
"You heard it here first folks. If betting is legal in your state, put that money down on J-TV, and whatever you have leftover on a front row seat to Odyssey, when he messes Logan Sky's face so badly that he ends up looking marketable again!"
The camera begins to pan out, and the lights dim as the booming voice returns.
"Until next time, this has been another broadcast of..."
J. T. V.
Well howdy there pardner.