Post by Ricky Johnson on Jan 30, 2010 16:42:20 GMT -6
Location:Johnson Mansion's private gym
Time: 11:20am
{Ricky's personal gym, equipped with a full size wrestling ring. Ricky stands at the edge of the ring, hands in his jeans pockets. A long sleeve black shirt adorns his as well. His back is to us, but we can still hear him speak}
Ricky - The time is drawing close Jason. You and I, doing battle."I quit" match. I am throughly looking forward to the encounter. I am counting the hours. And while you continue to shill the most absurd workout system this side of the Flex Belt, I have been planning your destruction. It seems to me that you aren't even taking this match seriously Jason. You think I'm a joke, right? Good. Keep thinking that, it will only add to your humiliation.
{Ricky climbs up on to the apron}
Ricky - Jason, I don't really think you totally understand what I said last time. I once considered you a friend, and now, I have to eliminate you. But whereas you may see it as a minor threat or Ricky trying to be intimiadating, I have had serious thoughts of ending your life. You and you smug attitude continue to mock as you say without hesitation that you would end my career in a second.
{Ricky's head turns toward the camera}
Ricky - I don't believe that for a second. And neither do you.
{And his he returns facing the inside of the ring}
Ricky - You know nothing about what I'm talking about doing to you Jason. It's either ignorance or stupidity, but you don't get it. I am going to hurt you this Sunday, Jason. Quitting will be the easy part, as far as you go. You may not act worried, but you should be, and thats not an idle threat. The violence that I will bring to bare This Sunday, is no joke. I am 100% serious when I say I'm emploring you to seriously consider the Sexy System, as a ways to make ends meet after this match, or rather, this fight.
{Ricky slowly enters the ring, backs himself into a corner and continues.}
Ricky - Jason, I know you're not the brighest crayon in the box, as proof by that suttle yet inaccurate history reference about Japan. I know those pesky facts are so hard to get right, but as a history buff, I'm offended, so let me correct you. "Little Boy" was dropped on Hiroshima, and "Fat Man", not "Fat Boy", was dropped on Nagasaki. Nice try, Jason. I get the reference. But to use your little analogy correctly, I am going to be the equivilent of the United States in the month of August. And much like them, I'm giving you a warning, like the Potsdam ultimatum. And like Japan, you aren't heading it. You're calling my bluff on this one Jason? That's fine. Because like what those two atomic bombs did to Japan, When this fight is over, There will be very little left of you.
{Ricky then peraches himself and sits on the top turnbuckle}
Ricky - While we're on the subject of history, I could bring up ours, as you seem to do. But as I said, our past is not an issue. the Ricky Johnson/Sexy Jason story has ups and downs, but come Sunday, it will be over. No one will remember what happend before this match in our history Jason. They will just remember at the end, what they witnessed happen to Sexy Jason's anatomy that night. But, since you want to bring up my history of leaving here, or in your mind "quitting". Yes, I, at one point needed time off, because I was hurt, and mentally and physically drained. And when I came back, I wasn't ready to, I was still hurt. but none of that matters to you. As you've proven you don't need facts to form an opinion or make a historical statement. But there's one part of my history that you should have read, if nothing else, at least glaced over. In signing for this match, you should know I have never submitted here in nCw. And in this very type of match, I'm undefeated. And, the last time I was in this match, I retired a man. I put him out of this business. And he was a man I considered a good friend. I acutally like him, Jason. Can you imagine what I will do to you?
{Ricky slides down off the ropes, and begins walking in the ring}
Ricky - I know I can imagine Jason. I've been having dreams about all this week. Roxi has kept her distance from me all this week, she's afraid of me, Jason. Because she know exactly what I'm capable of when it comes down to this. These could very well be, your final hours, Sexy Jason. I would avise you to have the little fun you can right now. Because when he step in the ring this Sunday, The fun and games, the laughing, the jokes, the idle threats, it's all over. There going to be nothing but suffering and anguish.
{Ricky does a squat in the ring's center}
Ricky - If you know anything about the human body, Jason, you know that bones break, ligament get damaged, tendons are torn and ripped. Joints dislocate. The human body, for all its wonderous ability, is a very fragile thing. And you're going to find that out through me this Sunday. You, Sexy Jason, are going to be my personal science experiment. And, believe it or not, it's actually going to benefit you. In my final act of kindness to you, As part of my medical precedure, I'm going to test just how good that Sexy System is. We're going to see just how durable you are when are tortured. Waterboarding aside, the pain you are going to feel, you will beg me, not only to stop, but to help you feel the sweet, sweet embrace of unconciousness.
{Ricky stands up fully}
Ricky - I no longer debate about what my job is. It's to get rid of you. And I am to do this by any means neccesary. But you, Jason, you continue to be confident, you've beaten me twice. What's there to worry about, right? You poor, poor soul. You really don't understand what's about to happen. I may cost nCw some money when I say this, but if you are a fan of Sexy Jason. Please do not order this pay-per-view. He may not think it's serious, but the sights and sounds you will see and hear from Sexy Jason, will make you cringe. they will make you cry, maybe even make you vomit. Your children will ask question like "Is he okay, daddy?" Wives will ask "Is his arm supposed to look like that?" And what will the fathers have to say except "no."
{Ricky exits the other side of the ring, he begins walking away from the ring. He turns to face the ring once more}
Ricky - Enclosing, as a small demostation of this Sunday, I will walk out of the ring like this, my hand raised in victory. And I will look back, at the pile of blood, and mangled flesh once known as Sexy Jason, knowing that he has surrendered, begged, and pleaded for it all to end. I will know that he was tortured, beaten, and possibly maimed. I will see the children crying, the parents worried. I will know I have Jason's spot. I will know I have his pride. I will know I most likely ended Jason's career. A man who I, at one time considered my friend.
{Ricky turns his body back to leave, his head facing the camera.}
Ricky - And I will smile.
{Ricky flashes a Cheshire cat grin. Fade to Black}
Time: 11:20am
{Ricky's personal gym, equipped with a full size wrestling ring. Ricky stands at the edge of the ring, hands in his jeans pockets. A long sleeve black shirt adorns his as well. His back is to us, but we can still hear him speak}
Ricky - The time is drawing close Jason. You and I, doing battle."I quit" match. I am throughly looking forward to the encounter. I am counting the hours. And while you continue to shill the most absurd workout system this side of the Flex Belt, I have been planning your destruction. It seems to me that you aren't even taking this match seriously Jason. You think I'm a joke, right? Good. Keep thinking that, it will only add to your humiliation.
{Ricky climbs up on to the apron}
Ricky - Jason, I don't really think you totally understand what I said last time. I once considered you a friend, and now, I have to eliminate you. But whereas you may see it as a minor threat or Ricky trying to be intimiadating, I have had serious thoughts of ending your life. You and you smug attitude continue to mock as you say without hesitation that you would end my career in a second.
{Ricky's head turns toward the camera}
Ricky - I don't believe that for a second. And neither do you.
{And his he returns facing the inside of the ring}
Ricky - You know nothing about what I'm talking about doing to you Jason. It's either ignorance or stupidity, but you don't get it. I am going to hurt you this Sunday, Jason. Quitting will be the easy part, as far as you go. You may not act worried, but you should be, and thats not an idle threat. The violence that I will bring to bare This Sunday, is no joke. I am 100% serious when I say I'm emploring you to seriously consider the Sexy System, as a ways to make ends meet after this match, or rather, this fight.
{Ricky slowly enters the ring, backs himself into a corner and continues.}
Ricky - Jason, I know you're not the brighest crayon in the box, as proof by that suttle yet inaccurate history reference about Japan. I know those pesky facts are so hard to get right, but as a history buff, I'm offended, so let me correct you. "Little Boy" was dropped on Hiroshima, and "Fat Man", not "Fat Boy", was dropped on Nagasaki. Nice try, Jason. I get the reference. But to use your little analogy correctly, I am going to be the equivilent of the United States in the month of August. And much like them, I'm giving you a warning, like the Potsdam ultimatum. And like Japan, you aren't heading it. You're calling my bluff on this one Jason? That's fine. Because like what those two atomic bombs did to Japan, When this fight is over, There will be very little left of you.
{Ricky then peraches himself and sits on the top turnbuckle}
Ricky - While we're on the subject of history, I could bring up ours, as you seem to do. But as I said, our past is not an issue. the Ricky Johnson/Sexy Jason story has ups and downs, but come Sunday, it will be over. No one will remember what happend before this match in our history Jason. They will just remember at the end, what they witnessed happen to Sexy Jason's anatomy that night. But, since you want to bring up my history of leaving here, or in your mind "quitting". Yes, I, at one point needed time off, because I was hurt, and mentally and physically drained. And when I came back, I wasn't ready to, I was still hurt. but none of that matters to you. As you've proven you don't need facts to form an opinion or make a historical statement. But there's one part of my history that you should have read, if nothing else, at least glaced over. In signing for this match, you should know I have never submitted here in nCw. And in this very type of match, I'm undefeated. And, the last time I was in this match, I retired a man. I put him out of this business. And he was a man I considered a good friend. I acutally like him, Jason. Can you imagine what I will do to you?
{Ricky slides down off the ropes, and begins walking in the ring}
Ricky - I know I can imagine Jason. I've been having dreams about all this week. Roxi has kept her distance from me all this week, she's afraid of me, Jason. Because she know exactly what I'm capable of when it comes down to this. These could very well be, your final hours, Sexy Jason. I would avise you to have the little fun you can right now. Because when he step in the ring this Sunday, The fun and games, the laughing, the jokes, the idle threats, it's all over. There going to be nothing but suffering and anguish.
{Ricky does a squat in the ring's center}
Ricky - If you know anything about the human body, Jason, you know that bones break, ligament get damaged, tendons are torn and ripped. Joints dislocate. The human body, for all its wonderous ability, is a very fragile thing. And you're going to find that out through me this Sunday. You, Sexy Jason, are going to be my personal science experiment. And, believe it or not, it's actually going to benefit you. In my final act of kindness to you, As part of my medical precedure, I'm going to test just how good that Sexy System is. We're going to see just how durable you are when are tortured. Waterboarding aside, the pain you are going to feel, you will beg me, not only to stop, but to help you feel the sweet, sweet embrace of unconciousness.
{Ricky stands up fully}
Ricky - I no longer debate about what my job is. It's to get rid of you. And I am to do this by any means neccesary. But you, Jason, you continue to be confident, you've beaten me twice. What's there to worry about, right? You poor, poor soul. You really don't understand what's about to happen. I may cost nCw some money when I say this, but if you are a fan of Sexy Jason. Please do not order this pay-per-view. He may not think it's serious, but the sights and sounds you will see and hear from Sexy Jason, will make you cringe. they will make you cry, maybe even make you vomit. Your children will ask question like "Is he okay, daddy?" Wives will ask "Is his arm supposed to look like that?" And what will the fathers have to say except "no."
{Ricky exits the other side of the ring, he begins walking away from the ring. He turns to face the ring once more}
Ricky - Enclosing, as a small demostation of this Sunday, I will walk out of the ring like this, my hand raised in victory. And I will look back, at the pile of blood, and mangled flesh once known as Sexy Jason, knowing that he has surrendered, begged, and pleaded for it all to end. I will know that he was tortured, beaten, and possibly maimed. I will see the children crying, the parents worried. I will know I have Jason's spot. I will know I have his pride. I will know I most likely ended Jason's career. A man who I, at one time considered my friend.
{Ricky turns his body back to leave, his head facing the camera.}
Ricky - And I will smile.
{Ricky flashes a Cheshire cat grin. Fade to Black}