Post by Dr Jonas Potter on Jun 23, 2011 12:23:29 GMT -6
..::PROLOGUE::..
I had a rather eventful week off in London this past week. My hometown treated me very well. Very well, indeed! I saw old faces, and some new faces. Phillip and I have been visiting our old stomping grounds we used to hit up when we were just young chaps. And of course, I have been training and studying. This week is NCW's Reborn! Live on Pay Per View! One of the biggest shows of my career, and I am on the preshow to get these people riled up and rowdy before the Pay Per View begins! And who do I face? A man with more sexually transmitted diseases than Steve Awesome and Roxxxie combined..
JASON EVANS!
This bloke has had more trips to the doctor than that Evil Kinevil fellow! The only difference is, Evil Kinevil went because he broke a bunch of bones. Jason Evans went because he boned a bunch! Not that I have a problem with a fellow shagging anyone he wants, but at least learn to wrap that thing up and protect yourself! There is no such thing as "free love" anymore. It's going to end up costing you one way or another. But I digress. This week, we square off in what is sure to be a matchup that the blokes that run this place will wish they had on the main show. But I like where we are. We are the last match before the Pay Per View begins. We are the last thing standing between a great open to the show, and a flop. It's our jobs to get this thing started off, Jason, and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen.
You are a curious fellow, Jason. You spend a lot of time admiring your physique as well as working out to keep your body looking "sexy". I can admire that, however, it's not your physical prowess that will be your undoing this week, Jason. It is your lack of mental toughness. Your lack of psychological power. Or, in words simple enough for even you to understand, you just aren't smart enough to beat me. Yes, I went to Harvard, Jason. Thank You for pointing out the extremely obvious. At least you got that part right. The rest was sketchy details with your own insanely inaccurate account of where I have been and what I have done. Normally I would be extremely befuddled, however, due to your horribly unintelligible synopsis of my career and how I got here, let me straigten a few things out for you.
My career choice had absolutely nothing to do with not being able to save a lot of lives, Jason. I suffered an extremely traumatic experience that eventually led to a psychotic break and left me nearly comatose for quite sometime before I was able to snap back into reality. The events of that day are historic and known the world over as the day the world stopped turning. All eyes were fixed on New York and the United States and anyone who was alive and old enough to witness what happened that day will forever remember where they were when it all went down. I know where I was because I was at the heart of that tragedy.
Unfortunate Timing?
Wrong place, wrong time?
Or is it.....Right Place, Right Time?
It's all a matter of perspective, Jason. I strive to view it was a life changing and career altering occurance that led me to one of the most challenging careers on earth. That career has led me down an incredible path, and has now led me here to this night.
This moment.
This match.
This company.
And ultimately, Jason, it will lead me to a victory. A victory over you, and all your muscles, and tanning lotions, and even that large stack of picture of yourself you carry around in your gym bag. I have seen you carrying them around. Trying to make sure people see you. Hoping and praying that someone..
Anyone..
Ask for an autograph. And if they do, you are ready! Pen in hand, and a bag full of pictures at your side to sign for your flock of raving, loyal, obsessive fans! Well, had you actually had fans, I suppose it would be possible for them to number enough to be considered a flock.
Or Loyal.
Or even obsessive.
Or, hell, while I am at it. Even Fans.
The truth of the matter, Jason, is that you wouldn't know a fan if he walked up to you in public wearing a shirt with your picture on the front, a smile on their face, holding a picture of you, while listening to your entrance music on their iphone and asking you for an autograph. "Sexy Jason" fans are a myth. Much like Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and Military Intelligence.
Now, run along, hit the weight room, the whore house, and the tanning bed (Not Specifically in that order) and get ready for this match. Because in the end, it will be me who will be standing tall, not you.
..::SETTING::..
(The scene opens and we see Phillip Claxton, Dr Potter's closest friend, and Dr Potter walking through the croweded market of Camden Town. They slowly stroll from shop to shop as they chat away.)
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
So, this new career of yours is quite intriguing, Jonas.
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Incredibly intriguing, isn't it?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
I am sure you are well aware of the dangers that lurk behind every corner in this sort of thing! You could be injured or even paralyzed in a moments time.
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Oh yes, I am well aware. But I think that is part of the reason I do it. The thrill of the hunt! The ability to overcome the fear! The adrenaline rush! And all other such sayings.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Well, I can certainly understand the adrenaline rush behind it. You have always been a bit of a daredevil of sorts anyway.
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
That is absolutely preposterous!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Have you gone mad?
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Pressing on.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Oh no you don't! You were always the little bugger getting yourself into trouble over the most daring thing you could think of! And I was usually right there with you trying to talk you out of it, but ending up in trouble right along with you!
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
(avoiding the conversation) I have no earthly idea what you are talking about.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Liar!
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
What?!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You heard me! Do you forget who you are talking to? We have been mates since grade school and you want to pretend these things never happened?
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Unless you have photographic evidence to suggest otherwise, I have no idea what you are speaking of!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Oh! It's photographic evidence you want? I have plenty of photographs tucked away for just such an occasion as this! Shall I plaster them all over the internet for all the world to see?
..::SETTING::..
(Jonas stops dead in his tracks and turns around whispering sternly to Phillip.)
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
You shall do no such thing, Phillip! There are parts of my life that I wish to remain in the past unless I just have to address them. Now, pressing on!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
(laughing) Alright then, Jonas. But if you address them now, before they are brought up by someone else, it makes them a non story for someone else.
..::SETTING::..
(The scene fades as a straight faced Dr Potter walks on past the camera and a smiling, nearly laughing, Phillip Claxton follows behind him.)
..::EPILOGUE::..
I suppose Phillip is right. Just uttering those words makes my skin crawl. Oh, it's not admitting Phillip is right, it would be that way for anyone. At least I can admit it! I do not like to give other people credit. I do not like to give other people the benefit of the doubt, and I certainly do not like giving people the acknowledgment that they were somehow correct in a conversation regarding me, or my past. But I will say it now..
Phillip is correct.
I need to address my past before someone else can bring it up and make it a big deal down the line. I was more than a risk taker in my youth. I was a certified wild man. I would do anything and everything I could to get that rush. That feeling in your gut that almost makes you want to vomit but let's you know you are alive all at the same time. As I got older, I lost that feeling with death defying actions and received it in my studies in college and even in post college work. The events of September 11, 2001 were a wake up call to millions of people, myself included, to live life to the fullest in every second of every day because you may not know when it's your turn to leave this world.
That is what I get from professional wrestling. That is what I get when I step in the ring with a worthy opponent and go toe to toe like the barbarians of old. That is what New Championship Wrestling has given me, and I shall give to it an incredible athlete that has the ability to make that impact that they will need at the very moment they need it. That is why I am here. My dedication to my previous profession can never be questioned. Nor can my dedication to life and my new profession. It is that passion that I bring to the ring with me this week. It is that fire, deep down inside, that I will let burn inside me like the Phoenix that symbolizes this weeks Pay Per view Event.
Jason, you are but a mere stepping stone on what is sure to be a meteoric rise in New Championship Wrestling for myself. You cannot and will not defeat me. You can only hope to escape this match in well enough shape to compete again next week. At the end of this match, your body may be in tact, but your mind, confidence and psychological well being will be shaken to their core. You will eventually recover, but by then, you won't even be a blip on my radar.
Trust me! I'm a Doctor!
I had a rather eventful week off in London this past week. My hometown treated me very well. Very well, indeed! I saw old faces, and some new faces. Phillip and I have been visiting our old stomping grounds we used to hit up when we were just young chaps. And of course, I have been training and studying. This week is NCW's Reborn! Live on Pay Per View! One of the biggest shows of my career, and I am on the preshow to get these people riled up and rowdy before the Pay Per View begins! And who do I face? A man with more sexually transmitted diseases than Steve Awesome and Roxxxie combined..
JASON EVANS!
This bloke has had more trips to the doctor than that Evil Kinevil fellow! The only difference is, Evil Kinevil went because he broke a bunch of bones. Jason Evans went because he boned a bunch! Not that I have a problem with a fellow shagging anyone he wants, but at least learn to wrap that thing up and protect yourself! There is no such thing as "free love" anymore. It's going to end up costing you one way or another. But I digress. This week, we square off in what is sure to be a matchup that the blokes that run this place will wish they had on the main show. But I like where we are. We are the last match before the Pay Per View begins. We are the last thing standing between a great open to the show, and a flop. It's our jobs to get this thing started off, Jason, and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen.
You are a curious fellow, Jason. You spend a lot of time admiring your physique as well as working out to keep your body looking "sexy". I can admire that, however, it's not your physical prowess that will be your undoing this week, Jason. It is your lack of mental toughness. Your lack of psychological power. Or, in words simple enough for even you to understand, you just aren't smart enough to beat me. Yes, I went to Harvard, Jason. Thank You for pointing out the extremely obvious. At least you got that part right. The rest was sketchy details with your own insanely inaccurate account of where I have been and what I have done. Normally I would be extremely befuddled, however, due to your horribly unintelligible synopsis of my career and how I got here, let me straigten a few things out for you.
My career choice had absolutely nothing to do with not being able to save a lot of lives, Jason. I suffered an extremely traumatic experience that eventually led to a psychotic break and left me nearly comatose for quite sometime before I was able to snap back into reality. The events of that day are historic and known the world over as the day the world stopped turning. All eyes were fixed on New York and the United States and anyone who was alive and old enough to witness what happened that day will forever remember where they were when it all went down. I know where I was because I was at the heart of that tragedy.
Unfortunate Timing?
Wrong place, wrong time?
Or is it.....Right Place, Right Time?
It's all a matter of perspective, Jason. I strive to view it was a life changing and career altering occurance that led me to one of the most challenging careers on earth. That career has led me down an incredible path, and has now led me here to this night.
This moment.
This match.
This company.
And ultimately, Jason, it will lead me to a victory. A victory over you, and all your muscles, and tanning lotions, and even that large stack of picture of yourself you carry around in your gym bag. I have seen you carrying them around. Trying to make sure people see you. Hoping and praying that someone..
Anyone..
Ask for an autograph. And if they do, you are ready! Pen in hand, and a bag full of pictures at your side to sign for your flock of raving, loyal, obsessive fans! Well, had you actually had fans, I suppose it would be possible for them to number enough to be considered a flock.
Or Loyal.
Or even obsessive.
Or, hell, while I am at it. Even Fans.
The truth of the matter, Jason, is that you wouldn't know a fan if he walked up to you in public wearing a shirt with your picture on the front, a smile on their face, holding a picture of you, while listening to your entrance music on their iphone and asking you for an autograph. "Sexy Jason" fans are a myth. Much like Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and Military Intelligence.
Now, run along, hit the weight room, the whore house, and the tanning bed (Not Specifically in that order) and get ready for this match. Because in the end, it will be me who will be standing tall, not you.
..::SETTING::..
(The scene opens and we see Phillip Claxton, Dr Potter's closest friend, and Dr Potter walking through the croweded market of Camden Town. They slowly stroll from shop to shop as they chat away.)
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
So, this new career of yours is quite intriguing, Jonas.
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Incredibly intriguing, isn't it?
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
I am sure you are well aware of the dangers that lurk behind every corner in this sort of thing! You could be injured or even paralyzed in a moments time.
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Oh yes, I am well aware. But I think that is part of the reason I do it. The thrill of the hunt! The ability to overcome the fear! The adrenaline rush! And all other such sayings.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Well, I can certainly understand the adrenaline rush behind it. You have always been a bit of a daredevil of sorts anyway.
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
That is absolutely preposterous!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Have you gone mad?
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Pressing on.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Oh no you don't! You were always the little bugger getting yourself into trouble over the most daring thing you could think of! And I was usually right there with you trying to talk you out of it, but ending up in trouble right along with you!
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
(avoiding the conversation) I have no earthly idea what you are talking about.
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Liar!
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
What?!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
You heard me! Do you forget who you are talking to? We have been mates since grade school and you want to pretend these things never happened?
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
Unless you have photographic evidence to suggest otherwise, I have no idea what you are speaking of!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
Oh! It's photographic evidence you want? I have plenty of photographs tucked away for just such an occasion as this! Shall I plaster them all over the internet for all the world to see?
..::SETTING::..
(Jonas stops dead in his tracks and turns around whispering sternly to Phillip.)
..::DR JONAS POTTER::..
You shall do no such thing, Phillip! There are parts of my life that I wish to remain in the past unless I just have to address them. Now, pressing on!
..::PHILLIP CLAXTON::..
(laughing) Alright then, Jonas. But if you address them now, before they are brought up by someone else, it makes them a non story for someone else.
..::SETTING::..
(The scene fades as a straight faced Dr Potter walks on past the camera and a smiling, nearly laughing, Phillip Claxton follows behind him.)
..::EPILOGUE::..
I suppose Phillip is right. Just uttering those words makes my skin crawl. Oh, it's not admitting Phillip is right, it would be that way for anyone. At least I can admit it! I do not like to give other people credit. I do not like to give other people the benefit of the doubt, and I certainly do not like giving people the acknowledgment that they were somehow correct in a conversation regarding me, or my past. But I will say it now..
Phillip is correct.
I need to address my past before someone else can bring it up and make it a big deal down the line. I was more than a risk taker in my youth. I was a certified wild man. I would do anything and everything I could to get that rush. That feeling in your gut that almost makes you want to vomit but let's you know you are alive all at the same time. As I got older, I lost that feeling with death defying actions and received it in my studies in college and even in post college work. The events of September 11, 2001 were a wake up call to millions of people, myself included, to live life to the fullest in every second of every day because you may not know when it's your turn to leave this world.
That is what I get from professional wrestling. That is what I get when I step in the ring with a worthy opponent and go toe to toe like the barbarians of old. That is what New Championship Wrestling has given me, and I shall give to it an incredible athlete that has the ability to make that impact that they will need at the very moment they need it. That is why I am here. My dedication to my previous profession can never be questioned. Nor can my dedication to life and my new profession. It is that passion that I bring to the ring with me this week. It is that fire, deep down inside, that I will let burn inside me like the Phoenix that symbolizes this weeks Pay Per view Event.
Jason, you are but a mere stepping stone on what is sure to be a meteoric rise in New Championship Wrestling for myself. You cannot and will not defeat me. You can only hope to escape this match in well enough shape to compete again next week. At the end of this match, your body may be in tact, but your mind, confidence and psychological well being will be shaken to their core. You will eventually recover, but by then, you won't even be a blip on my radar.
Trust me! I'm a Doctor!