Post by ADudeFromCLE on Jan 22, 2017 18:13:50 GMT
"Story time."
We hear JFK's voice first before the camera opens up in sunny Downtown Orlando Florida. We know this because it's written on the bottom of the screen. JFK is walking along the path next to Lake Eola. He's wearing a green and gray button down plaid shirt open wide with a white skin tight tank top under it (I mean come on, let’s be honest here, he's in the best shape of his life you'd be showing off his body also.) a pair of jeans and some black chucks. The slight breeze moves his free flowing hair off his face as he continues to talk.
"I originally met Jayson Matthews over 10 years ago in the locker room of the promotion a lot of us on the IWF roster broke into. He was a green horn kid who was just trying to get his foot in the door. I was also green as shit as it was my first few months in the business also but I already had established a locker room presences due to who my brother was and the respect I was already quickly earning for my work ethic.
So here I am sitting with my mentor Price and our buddy Shiyen, we just finished throwing down some wings from catering and in walks Steve Awesome, now Steve and Price go way back, they had some of the best feuds in that federation but behind the curtain they were very close, traveled up and down the road together Steve was one of the guy's Price took under his wing because he saw that Steve was the future of this business. So anyways, in walks Steve, and this kid toeing the line behind him.
I mean, he was a kid. Barely 18, if he was even telling the truth about his age. But a kid none the less, carrying Steve's bags. He takes Steve's bags to his locker room and then goes and gets him food from catering. So here we are the three of us giving Steve the business for basically having a slave boy at his disposal. Man we gave him so much shit about Jayson. That he was his fluffer, that he was his personal sex doll, that Jayson used to bath him because he was too vain to do it himself, all kinds of shit. But mostly aimed at Steve because well, Steve was an easy target.
I love Steve, he's like a brother to me, yeah we've had our issues in the past, even recently but at the end of the day, that's my brother and it was all in good fun. But man the shit we used to give him. But I have to give credit where credit is due.
Jayson Matthews took every joke, every insult, every rib and prank in stride. He understood he had to take a ton of shit to get where he wanted to be, and looking at where he started and where he is now, he's earned everything he has. Everything. Earned. Not given. EARNED. And I respect the shit out of him for that.
I had it easy. My brother MGK was one of the biggest stars in the world, and when they found out that I was his brother and had interest in getting into the business well...to say my way was paved for me would be an understatement. Don't get me wrong, I still had to work, I still had to go out there and prove myself, night in and night out that I belonged there not just because of who my brother Is but because of who I WAS.
But it was nothing, NOTHING compared to the shit Jayson Matthews had to deal with to get where he is."
He runs his hand up over his head moving his hair off his face with a smile.
"Say what you will about Jayson Matthews, you could call him an air headed, dim witted, class clown fuck up and you wouldn't be wrong, but you'd also only be describing a small part of who he is.
Jayson is a dumbass, he'll tell you that himself. But that's not the first thing I think of when I think of Jayson Matthews. No, the first thing that comes to mind, is heart.
Jayson Matthews has the biggest heart in this business. Hands down. I know that idiot with one eye likes to say dare to dream, but Jayson Matthews didn't only dare to dream, he made his dreams reality. 10 years of clawing, scraping, crying, and bleeding for this business and he's never once showed an ounce of quit in him. Even when the odds are stacked against him in a handicap match with two of the most dangerous men we have on this roster he could have easily just laid down took the L and moved on, but he didn't. He fought, tooth and nail, and sure he got his ass kicked, but it didn't stop him from showing up the next week to do it all over again.
Heart. Jayson Matthews is the heart of the IWF and anyone that says otherwise can get a swift knee to the chin.
And now I hear he's working on adding some skill to that heart that he has. He's finally taken up some training from one of the best I've ever been in that ring with. The Nighthawk."
JFK winks at the camera knowing damn well that Nighthawk is not a fan of the "The" part added to his name by Dev.
"And if there is anyone, and I do mean anyone, on this roster that can actually shape and mold Jayson Matthews into a lean mean fighting machine, it's Hawkman. So with that being said Jayson, I wanted to give you a late Christmas present, from all of us here at KIWA to you and your family.
For as long as you are training with Nighthawk, and you are serious about becoming a better in ring wrestler, I James Franklin Karn, will personally pay for not only your schooling, but also your room, board, food, and travel. The only thing I want you to worry about Jayson, is training."
JFK holds up one finger.
"But...but let this be known also Jayson. This isn’t just a gift from me, this is also a life lesson. See, what I am doing here now, today, pronouncing that all your expenses are covered and all you have to worry about is your lessons, that's not just a gift Jayson, it’s an investment. I, JFK am making an investment in YOU Jayson Matthews. And come this Monday, right here in Orlando Florida, I expect to see some ROI."
JFK grins.
"That's Return on Investment Jayson, just so you know. I want to see some improvement this week, and then I want to continue to see improvement from here on out, and if I don't Jayson, if I don't get what I consider a satisfying return on my investment, I won't take you to court, I won’t sue you, I'll do what we've always done to you in the past when you done fucked up, I'll take it out of your ass.
Now, I don't WANT to hurt you Jayson, I really don't. Like I said before, I respect the shit out of you and I think you can get back to that level you once were when you have confidence and a win stream going on hell you might have even had a girlfriend, but please, leave the fedora at home this time, it wasn’t a good look.
I don't WANT to hurt you, but if I feel like you are not living up to Hawk and I’s expectations, then I'll be forced to Jayson. I'll be forced to teach you a lesson the hard way.
And you know I can. You've been in that ring with me before, you know the brutality I can unleash on someone when they piss me off.
So don't piss me off Jayson. Show me that my investment is a wise one, or otherwise you're going to have to get in that ring with a very sour, very pissed off, and very mean JFK. And I guarantee you Jayson Matthews, it'll suck to be you."
We fade out as JFK makes his way to his Telsla Model S parked on the side of the road next to the park.
We hear JFK's voice first before the camera opens up in sunny Downtown Orlando Florida. We know this because it's written on the bottom of the screen. JFK is walking along the path next to Lake Eola. He's wearing a green and gray button down plaid shirt open wide with a white skin tight tank top under it (I mean come on, let’s be honest here, he's in the best shape of his life you'd be showing off his body also.) a pair of jeans and some black chucks. The slight breeze moves his free flowing hair off his face as he continues to talk.
"I originally met Jayson Matthews over 10 years ago in the locker room of the promotion a lot of us on the IWF roster broke into. He was a green horn kid who was just trying to get his foot in the door. I was also green as shit as it was my first few months in the business also but I already had established a locker room presences due to who my brother was and the respect I was already quickly earning for my work ethic.
So here I am sitting with my mentor Price and our buddy Shiyen, we just finished throwing down some wings from catering and in walks Steve Awesome, now Steve and Price go way back, they had some of the best feuds in that federation but behind the curtain they were very close, traveled up and down the road together Steve was one of the guy's Price took under his wing because he saw that Steve was the future of this business. So anyways, in walks Steve, and this kid toeing the line behind him.
I mean, he was a kid. Barely 18, if he was even telling the truth about his age. But a kid none the less, carrying Steve's bags. He takes Steve's bags to his locker room and then goes and gets him food from catering. So here we are the three of us giving Steve the business for basically having a slave boy at his disposal. Man we gave him so much shit about Jayson. That he was his fluffer, that he was his personal sex doll, that Jayson used to bath him because he was too vain to do it himself, all kinds of shit. But mostly aimed at Steve because well, Steve was an easy target.
I love Steve, he's like a brother to me, yeah we've had our issues in the past, even recently but at the end of the day, that's my brother and it was all in good fun. But man the shit we used to give him. But I have to give credit where credit is due.
Jayson Matthews took every joke, every insult, every rib and prank in stride. He understood he had to take a ton of shit to get where he wanted to be, and looking at where he started and where he is now, he's earned everything he has. Everything. Earned. Not given. EARNED. And I respect the shit out of him for that.
I had it easy. My brother MGK was one of the biggest stars in the world, and when they found out that I was his brother and had interest in getting into the business well...to say my way was paved for me would be an understatement. Don't get me wrong, I still had to work, I still had to go out there and prove myself, night in and night out that I belonged there not just because of who my brother Is but because of who I WAS.
But it was nothing, NOTHING compared to the shit Jayson Matthews had to deal with to get where he is."
He runs his hand up over his head moving his hair off his face with a smile.
"Say what you will about Jayson Matthews, you could call him an air headed, dim witted, class clown fuck up and you wouldn't be wrong, but you'd also only be describing a small part of who he is.
Jayson is a dumbass, he'll tell you that himself. But that's not the first thing I think of when I think of Jayson Matthews. No, the first thing that comes to mind, is heart.
Jayson Matthews has the biggest heart in this business. Hands down. I know that idiot with one eye likes to say dare to dream, but Jayson Matthews didn't only dare to dream, he made his dreams reality. 10 years of clawing, scraping, crying, and bleeding for this business and he's never once showed an ounce of quit in him. Even when the odds are stacked against him in a handicap match with two of the most dangerous men we have on this roster he could have easily just laid down took the L and moved on, but he didn't. He fought, tooth and nail, and sure he got his ass kicked, but it didn't stop him from showing up the next week to do it all over again.
Heart. Jayson Matthews is the heart of the IWF and anyone that says otherwise can get a swift knee to the chin.
And now I hear he's working on adding some skill to that heart that he has. He's finally taken up some training from one of the best I've ever been in that ring with. The Nighthawk."
JFK winks at the camera knowing damn well that Nighthawk is not a fan of the "The" part added to his name by Dev.
"And if there is anyone, and I do mean anyone, on this roster that can actually shape and mold Jayson Matthews into a lean mean fighting machine, it's Hawkman. So with that being said Jayson, I wanted to give you a late Christmas present, from all of us here at KIWA to you and your family.
For as long as you are training with Nighthawk, and you are serious about becoming a better in ring wrestler, I James Franklin Karn, will personally pay for not only your schooling, but also your room, board, food, and travel. The only thing I want you to worry about Jayson, is training."
JFK holds up one finger.
"But...but let this be known also Jayson. This isn’t just a gift from me, this is also a life lesson. See, what I am doing here now, today, pronouncing that all your expenses are covered and all you have to worry about is your lessons, that's not just a gift Jayson, it’s an investment. I, JFK am making an investment in YOU Jayson Matthews. And come this Monday, right here in Orlando Florida, I expect to see some ROI."
JFK grins.
"That's Return on Investment Jayson, just so you know. I want to see some improvement this week, and then I want to continue to see improvement from here on out, and if I don't Jayson, if I don't get what I consider a satisfying return on my investment, I won't take you to court, I won’t sue you, I'll do what we've always done to you in the past when you done fucked up, I'll take it out of your ass.
Now, I don't WANT to hurt you Jayson, I really don't. Like I said before, I respect the shit out of you and I think you can get back to that level you once were when you have confidence and a win stream going on hell you might have even had a girlfriend, but please, leave the fedora at home this time, it wasn’t a good look.
I don't WANT to hurt you, but if I feel like you are not living up to Hawk and I’s expectations, then I'll be forced to Jayson. I'll be forced to teach you a lesson the hard way.
And you know I can. You've been in that ring with me before, you know the brutality I can unleash on someone when they piss me off.
So don't piss me off Jayson. Show me that my investment is a wise one, or otherwise you're going to have to get in that ring with a very sour, very pissed off, and very mean JFK. And I guarantee you Jayson Matthews, it'll suck to be you."
We fade out as JFK makes his way to his Telsla Model S parked on the side of the road next to the park.
Well howdy there pardner.