Post by Jack Lockhart on Jun 7, 2013 9:11:26 GMT
The camera comes in on JackHammer in a suit in front of the restaurant, his tie loose inducating it's after the dinner.
JackHammer: This coming Monday night is the debut of the Naturals as we face off against the James Gang. It will put us one step closer to becoming IWF World tag team champs. But this is the reason I came to IWF, to be the top motherfu*ker. Because someone needs to represent the IWF in the tag team scene. Some will pretend to make friends so that they'll be placed in prime positions in this business. I can't do that, it should be my body of work that should speak for itself. The fact that I will do what others will not, which is to say I would put in the extra work that you yourselves can't bring yourselves to do. Hate or Love me all you fu*kin' want, either way I really don't care. Am just here to rule the tag team scene with Duke Winchester. We will roll over the James Gang come this Sunday and then before you know it, the Naturals will be IWF World tag team champs.
JackHammer: Is it that you think I care, is it that I need to be your friend to get ahead, apparently not. The James gang, This is what I want, I want ants like you to step up so I can crush your fu*kin' dreams, so I can send you packing. That's my job, to weed out people like you, people who drag their feet trying to get to where they have to go. You are weak, and you are tiresome. Duke and I plan on taking you two to the limit and see if you guys can truly can hang with the big dogs. Cause so far you have yet to be able to since you guys have yet to win one fu*king match.
JackHammer gives a big smirk.
JackHammer: This will be a prelude to what is to come out of us, and because Lucas or Roman, both of you motherfu*kers are going down. I am JackHammer, and this is what I do, I've told the world that this place is my home and I will show you two that you both are nothig but a couple of jokes.
JackHammer: This is a tag match that has piqued my interest slightly, surprisingly enough. Normally I'd be irritated at the thought of someone of my caliber being forced to yet again face off with those who are not worth the effort to roll out of bed and put on a pair of stretchy underwear and dance around like a jack a*s for 15 minutes in front of a national audience. But, unlike The Ace, the persons who are opposing me actually have something I'm sure everyone is interested in seeing. They have this magical little think called "potiental." I team up with my friend Duke Winchester. It's almost an honor really. You're both in one of the most important positions in your careers right now. The James Gang try to get their first win here in the IWF against the Naturals. You two have to go out there Monday night and prove you're worthy of standing with the best of the best. Normally, I don't invest this much into my opponents. Half the time I don't even bother to see what their names are until right before they shove this camera infront of my face. But, I feel this weird sense of kinship toward the both of you. Maybe, it's because, not long ago, I was in your exact same position. Fresh face, coming into a company, eyes full of hope, and a heart full of...blood. Knowing it was do or die time as I simultaneously debut against some other scrub whom I said in my first promo wouldn't last. Now that no name is long gone, and I'm sitting here being in the business for many years and have held many titles incudling serveral tag titles. It's moments like those, and these that can make you or break you.
JackHammer: Now, i was even interested in you two to actually do a bit of research. Seriously, consider yourselves lucky, any other day, I wouldn't have a spare fu*k to give. But, we got Lucas James, the indy bum who, with the power of the internet behind him, is convinced he's destined for stardom. Because, as we all know, what works in a high school gym infront of 50 people once a month is bound to be as successful on a weekly basis in front of a global audience. I use to be that same way. Just an indy bum who was lucky enough to get scooped up. Word to the wise, though, junior, don't expected to try and "Fighting Spirit" it up every week, you'll find it's not quite as effective on people who are used to taking a lot more punishment than whatever finisher you use. But, I'm sure you're here to prove all us big bad main stream wrestlers wrong, and that the internet wrestling community does indeed know what it's talking about. Right, anyways, then we have his brother Roman James, looking for redemption after a failed start at a professional wrestling career. I'd hope you're willing to fight tooth and nail to prevent that from happening again. I just want you two to keep in mind that, even in defeat, you can impress. Don't let this one set back send you back into obscurity with your tails between your legs.
JackHammer smirks.
JackHammer: Now, saying that, I may seem to be a bit full of myself... If that surprises you, I'm sad to hear you're still living underneith that rock. But, lets give the rookies the benefit of the doubt. Let's assume they haven't done their homework, and they don't exactly know what they're up against this week. Because, I'll be more than happy to inform you.You have the distinct pleasure of facing the tag team of Duke Winchster and Chicago's Favorite Son, JackHammer...I am in that ring as a general, and have only one thought in my head, and that's put you in the worst pain of your life. I will be in that ring to beat the living sh*t out of the James Gang, because that's what it means to be a true wrestler. You all want to look down on me for accepting what is rightfully mine, well I'll play the game, I don't have to prove sh*t to you but I'll be the rat in the maze, just so you realize that I am the greatest thing to ever happen to the wrestling business. I'm better than what ever was before me, and everyone after me will be some watered down copy of me. I'm that damn great. I should be in the hall of fame now, not tomorrow, now, the IWF should realize what they have and have a thrown made for me. Because it's me who is looking down on all of you. I carry myself with a strut, because I have the confidence no man before me has ever had. I break bones, I break faces and I pay no consequence, and I will loads of fun doing it against The James Gang come Monday night.
JackHammer seemed to let out something of a forced chuckle as he bit onto his lower lip, shaking his head slightly as he even began to murmur under his breath before continuing.
JackHammer: Both of you have made it clear where you stand. I excel in absolutely everything I touch and this match will be watchable because of Duke and I and what the f*ck we can accomplish in that ring. We are amazing, and that's just something you're going to have to admit. You can lie in your beds tonight, and let everything thought flow in your head, because this match is going to show you just how small you both are. You both stand in the way of Duke and I becoming the first ever IWF World tag team champs, and we're going to chop you down at the knees until you are nothing, and We're going to step on whatever's left.
JackHammer extends his arms out to the sides and starts laughing as the camera fades to..
Fade to black..............................
JackHammer: This coming Monday night is the debut of the Naturals as we face off against the James Gang. It will put us one step closer to becoming IWF World tag team champs. But this is the reason I came to IWF, to be the top motherfu*ker. Because someone needs to represent the IWF in the tag team scene. Some will pretend to make friends so that they'll be placed in prime positions in this business. I can't do that, it should be my body of work that should speak for itself. The fact that I will do what others will not, which is to say I would put in the extra work that you yourselves can't bring yourselves to do. Hate or Love me all you fu*kin' want, either way I really don't care. Am just here to rule the tag team scene with Duke Winchester. We will roll over the James Gang come this Sunday and then before you know it, the Naturals will be IWF World tag team champs.
JackHammer: Is it that you think I care, is it that I need to be your friend to get ahead, apparently not. The James gang, This is what I want, I want ants like you to step up so I can crush your fu*kin' dreams, so I can send you packing. That's my job, to weed out people like you, people who drag their feet trying to get to where they have to go. You are weak, and you are tiresome. Duke and I plan on taking you two to the limit and see if you guys can truly can hang with the big dogs. Cause so far you have yet to be able to since you guys have yet to win one fu*king match.
JackHammer gives a big smirk.
JackHammer: This will be a prelude to what is to come out of us, and because Lucas or Roman, both of you motherfu*kers are going down. I am JackHammer, and this is what I do, I've told the world that this place is my home and I will show you two that you both are nothig but a couple of jokes.
JackHammer: This is a tag match that has piqued my interest slightly, surprisingly enough. Normally I'd be irritated at the thought of someone of my caliber being forced to yet again face off with those who are not worth the effort to roll out of bed and put on a pair of stretchy underwear and dance around like a jack a*s for 15 minutes in front of a national audience. But, unlike The Ace, the persons who are opposing me actually have something I'm sure everyone is interested in seeing. They have this magical little think called "potiental." I team up with my friend Duke Winchester. It's almost an honor really. You're both in one of the most important positions in your careers right now. The James Gang try to get their first win here in the IWF against the Naturals. You two have to go out there Monday night and prove you're worthy of standing with the best of the best. Normally, I don't invest this much into my opponents. Half the time I don't even bother to see what their names are until right before they shove this camera infront of my face. But, I feel this weird sense of kinship toward the both of you. Maybe, it's because, not long ago, I was in your exact same position. Fresh face, coming into a company, eyes full of hope, and a heart full of...blood. Knowing it was do or die time as I simultaneously debut against some other scrub whom I said in my first promo wouldn't last. Now that no name is long gone, and I'm sitting here being in the business for many years and have held many titles incudling serveral tag titles. It's moments like those, and these that can make you or break you.
JackHammer: Now, i was even interested in you two to actually do a bit of research. Seriously, consider yourselves lucky, any other day, I wouldn't have a spare fu*k to give. But, we got Lucas James, the indy bum who, with the power of the internet behind him, is convinced he's destined for stardom. Because, as we all know, what works in a high school gym infront of 50 people once a month is bound to be as successful on a weekly basis in front of a global audience. I use to be that same way. Just an indy bum who was lucky enough to get scooped up. Word to the wise, though, junior, don't expected to try and "Fighting Spirit" it up every week, you'll find it's not quite as effective on people who are used to taking a lot more punishment than whatever finisher you use. But, I'm sure you're here to prove all us big bad main stream wrestlers wrong, and that the internet wrestling community does indeed know what it's talking about. Right, anyways, then we have his brother Roman James, looking for redemption after a failed start at a professional wrestling career. I'd hope you're willing to fight tooth and nail to prevent that from happening again. I just want you two to keep in mind that, even in defeat, you can impress. Don't let this one set back send you back into obscurity with your tails between your legs.
JackHammer smirks.
JackHammer: Now, saying that, I may seem to be a bit full of myself... If that surprises you, I'm sad to hear you're still living underneith that rock. But, lets give the rookies the benefit of the doubt. Let's assume they haven't done their homework, and they don't exactly know what they're up against this week. Because, I'll be more than happy to inform you.You have the distinct pleasure of facing the tag team of Duke Winchster and Chicago's Favorite Son, JackHammer...I am in that ring as a general, and have only one thought in my head, and that's put you in the worst pain of your life. I will be in that ring to beat the living sh*t out of the James Gang, because that's what it means to be a true wrestler. You all want to look down on me for accepting what is rightfully mine, well I'll play the game, I don't have to prove sh*t to you but I'll be the rat in the maze, just so you realize that I am the greatest thing to ever happen to the wrestling business. I'm better than what ever was before me, and everyone after me will be some watered down copy of me. I'm that damn great. I should be in the hall of fame now, not tomorrow, now, the IWF should realize what they have and have a thrown made for me. Because it's me who is looking down on all of you. I carry myself with a strut, because I have the confidence no man before me has ever had. I break bones, I break faces and I pay no consequence, and I will loads of fun doing it against The James Gang come Monday night.
JackHammer seemed to let out something of a forced chuckle as he bit onto his lower lip, shaking his head slightly as he even began to murmur under his breath before continuing.
JackHammer: Both of you have made it clear where you stand. I excel in absolutely everything I touch and this match will be watchable because of Duke and I and what the f*ck we can accomplish in that ring. We are amazing, and that's just something you're going to have to admit. You can lie in your beds tonight, and let everything thought flow in your head, because this match is going to show you just how small you both are. You both stand in the way of Duke and I becoming the first ever IWF World tag team champs, and we're going to chop you down at the knees until you are nothing, and We're going to step on whatever's left.
JackHammer extends his arms out to the sides and starts laughing as the camera fades to..
Fade to black..............................
Well howdy there pardner.