Post by JackHammer on May 19, 2013 3:50:00 GMT -6
The scene opened up to a gym out in Chicago. JackHammer was seen working out and sweating. He was perhaps training for his last NCW match. JackHammer was preparing for the last match in NCW he had ever had, ever. He had been training for this for a while but he honestly never thought it’d come. From being a body builder to a wrestler, the thought never crossed his mind. Several of his friends surrounded him, placing their hands on his back while he sat up. One of them decided to speak a little while after.
James Mack
“Are you ready for this man? You have to be focused by beating this kid’s a*s yo. For real, from what I hear he has much more experience than you could even imagine of having. I just hope you know what you’re getting into. Are you prepared for what may come your way? I just want to know if you’ve had second thoughts about what you’re getting into Jack’. I know you’ve worked out for body building contests and stuff like that but this is way different than anything you could even possibly imagine.”
JackHammer had to think when his friend set that realization on him like that. He took the time, placing his thumb under his chin as he stroked it. He took a deep breath, finally breaking his silence at that very moment.
JackHammer
“James… You’re worrying just a little bit too much, aren’t you? I mean sh*t, it isn’t like it’s rocket science. I’ve trained for this very match. I’m prepared for what anyone has to bring me. As far as I am concerned I’m the most dangerous specimen in the company. I’m also the strongest, so there goes that oo. I mean who do know can dead life over almost 1000 pounds, James? Seriously, who do you know can do that, and not break a sweat, or even remotely think about it? I’ve worked out my pecs, my triceps, my biceps, my delts.. . You tell me who the fu*k is stronger than JackHammer, James?”
Fear started to strike James as JackHammer looked him dead in his eye. He took a deep breath as he attempted to continue that stare but it wasn’t working out too good. James cleared his throat as he prepared to respond properly to JackHammer.
James Mack
“No one, Jack… I was just saying that maybe you don’t quite know what you’re getting into. I would never insult your brute strength and your ability to dominate at will but you need to know exactly what you’re getting into. You’ll have to deal with the politics, you have to deal with the drama and possibly you could get screwed. I’ve seen it happen before and you have to be really intelligent to prevent that. You’re my best friend bro. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you while you’re getting into wrestling this late in your career. I’m just saying man.”
JackHammer
“James, don’t worry about it. I’m a man on a mission. This company will see something they have never imagine seeing before. They will see the strongest man they’ve ever laid their human eyes on. Sunday night, I’m in the ring with a guy by the name of Andrew Jacobsen. And from what I hear he’s a pretty good wrestler. But my main objective is to prove that I’m stronger than he is. I’m going to prove that I can outmatch him in just about everything. I know for a fact that I’m better in every single way possible. All of his fans will realize that as well.”
James nodded slightly, listening to what he had said. He crossed his arms and he paced for a good minute. James proceeded to speak as he looked at JackHammer.
James Mack
“Well, on behalf of myself and all of the others. We wish you good luck and you are always welcomed to use this gym as much as you’d like. We’ll be rooting for you and of course, cheering you on. Beat the guy’s a*s for us. Teach him who’s the strongest person is. We know you’re tough and we realize that you’re better. Sunday night, we want you to dominate as if you’re not new to the game but as if you’re true to it. We’ll tell you what we think as soon as possible.”
JackHammer and James shook hands, and then hugged. JackHammer then continued to work out, still training for the match at hand. The scene faded to black a little while after.
“For those of you who do not know, my name is JackHammer. I will be your dominating tour guide throughout this journey. I haven't won a title in awhile and yes this is the last card in NCW as it closes it's doors. I always envisioned and imagined myself wrestling. I mean I’ve trained in mixed marital arts. I’ve been prepared for this for a while, and I know that it’s going to be tough. The reality of the matter is, I’m ready for it. I’m the strongest, and the most powerful being imaginable. I know it’s too soon or early to say that but you have to watch me work, only then will you see show my true power and brute strength. I know I’m going to be a nightmare to every single one of my opponents. I am going to destroy them and show them no remorse. They won’t be walking under their own limb I know that for sure. JackHammer is a name that will soon be known for being the strongest wrestler ever in NCW Here’s what gets me. I know people are going to judge me because I’m too cocky and I think I’m too good. But look, I’ve deadlifted more than 2,000 pounds before. No one can say they’ve done that before. It’s unheard of but you have to be really strong to do that. As a bodybuilder I’ve heard tricks that you couldn’t even fathom. But I know for a fact, my strength will become a huge factor as long as I’m apart of this company and wrestling in general.
Let’s face it there’s no one in this company that’s as strong as me. I know there are a few who may think that they’re as strong as an ox but I know they can’t do what I do. I did what I did on a regular basis. They could only dream of lifting up as much as I’ve done. But you know what, Sunday I’m only focused on destruction. I’m focused on making a name for myself and I’m focused on beating the holy hell out of my opponent for Sunday. I don’t care who he might think he is, or what type of experience he thinks he has… but even the most experienced person is of no match for brute determination and strength. You either have to be a fool or an idiot to even think otherwise. Sunday, I will feast on someone who probably can’t do what I do. They can’t obtain a beast… They can’t contain someone who’s a monster. By the end of the night, he’s going to have dreams that’s going to make him piss himself. Yes, I’ve made a grown man pee his pants before. I have no problem doing it again. That’s fear and humiliation… I do both of them very well, and tonight I assure you will not be any different. Trust me, I know what I’m capable of. By the end of the night, my opponent will realize first hand what an a*s beating feels like.
I’m facing someone by the name of Andrew Jacobsen. tonight… He weighs in at about 235, and he’snot to tall… I’m 7 foot and 360 pounds, there’s no way I can lift him right…? Wrong. If he knows what’s good for him he wouldn’t dare show up in our match Sunday. You see… I don’t need to hide behind anything to strike fear in people. My strength, and my scare tactics does all of that for me. So he can take his not so tall a*s on somewhere with that. Sunday, I will beat him like he stole something. I’ll make him my b*tch because at the end of it all, that’s what he will be. I will show no remorse. He will show me respect and he will fear me. Even those who don’t believe in fear, fear me… so if he’s one of those people… trust me… He won’t know what to expect. I’m unpredictable, which means I can decide to pick him apart slowly… or I can decide to get it over with quickly. To be honest, it’s just that easy. All I know is, Sunday… Someone isn’t walking out of A Night to Remember as a winner, let alone, walking straight. When I hit people, I make sure they don’t get up for a good while… I’m hoping Andrew is prepared for that because I’m prepared to beat the hell out of him. I’m prepared to show him what’s up. I’m prepared to show him why I’m the Chi-Town Terror.
Andrew Jacobsen., I don’t know you and you don’t know me… And that’s fine by me… If you did know me, that means that I wouldn’t hurt you more than I’m already planning to, I don’t care that this is a match and I don’t care if there’s victory involved… I get the victory by hurting people… And I will hurt you. I don’t care if you think you’re stronger than me… Or I don’t care if you think you’re better then me…It won't mean a thing. All it takes is one move for me to destroy you. And that’s exactly WHAT I will do. I will put the fear in you by dominating this match. You won’t even see it coming because that’s how it’s going to be. You think you can scare me because you come from the darkness… Ha, I don’t fear anything. But if I were you, I would start being afraid, being very afraid. You have no idea how violent I can be, and how painful I can make your insides hurt. I can tear your internal organs, and just eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner… I will completely make you wish you never got in the ring with me. Sunday, I will make sure you don’t walk out as a winner. But then again… I could make sure that you don’t walk out at all.. As far as I know… You'll be just another victim..”
The scene ends as JackHammer heads for the locker room of the gym.
Fade to black..........................................
James Mack
“Are you ready for this man? You have to be focused by beating this kid’s a*s yo. For real, from what I hear he has much more experience than you could even imagine of having. I just hope you know what you’re getting into. Are you prepared for what may come your way? I just want to know if you’ve had second thoughts about what you’re getting into Jack’. I know you’ve worked out for body building contests and stuff like that but this is way different than anything you could even possibly imagine.”
JackHammer had to think when his friend set that realization on him like that. He took the time, placing his thumb under his chin as he stroked it. He took a deep breath, finally breaking his silence at that very moment.
JackHammer
“James… You’re worrying just a little bit too much, aren’t you? I mean sh*t, it isn’t like it’s rocket science. I’ve trained for this very match. I’m prepared for what anyone has to bring me. As far as I am concerned I’m the most dangerous specimen in the company. I’m also the strongest, so there goes that oo. I mean who do know can dead life over almost 1000 pounds, James? Seriously, who do you know can do that, and not break a sweat, or even remotely think about it? I’ve worked out my pecs, my triceps, my biceps, my delts.. . You tell me who the fu*k is stronger than JackHammer, James?”
Fear started to strike James as JackHammer looked him dead in his eye. He took a deep breath as he attempted to continue that stare but it wasn’t working out too good. James cleared his throat as he prepared to respond properly to JackHammer.
James Mack
“No one, Jack… I was just saying that maybe you don’t quite know what you’re getting into. I would never insult your brute strength and your ability to dominate at will but you need to know exactly what you’re getting into. You’ll have to deal with the politics, you have to deal with the drama and possibly you could get screwed. I’ve seen it happen before and you have to be really intelligent to prevent that. You’re my best friend bro. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you while you’re getting into wrestling this late in your career. I’m just saying man.”
JackHammer
“James, don’t worry about it. I’m a man on a mission. This company will see something they have never imagine seeing before. They will see the strongest man they’ve ever laid their human eyes on. Sunday night, I’m in the ring with a guy by the name of Andrew Jacobsen. And from what I hear he’s a pretty good wrestler. But my main objective is to prove that I’m stronger than he is. I’m going to prove that I can outmatch him in just about everything. I know for a fact that I’m better in every single way possible. All of his fans will realize that as well.”
James nodded slightly, listening to what he had said. He crossed his arms and he paced for a good minute. James proceeded to speak as he looked at JackHammer.
James Mack
“Well, on behalf of myself and all of the others. We wish you good luck and you are always welcomed to use this gym as much as you’d like. We’ll be rooting for you and of course, cheering you on. Beat the guy’s a*s for us. Teach him who’s the strongest person is. We know you’re tough and we realize that you’re better. Sunday night, we want you to dominate as if you’re not new to the game but as if you’re true to it. We’ll tell you what we think as soon as possible.”
JackHammer and James shook hands, and then hugged. JackHammer then continued to work out, still training for the match at hand. The scene faded to black a little while after.
“For those of you who do not know, my name is JackHammer. I will be your dominating tour guide throughout this journey. I haven't won a title in awhile and yes this is the last card in NCW as it closes it's doors. I always envisioned and imagined myself wrestling. I mean I’ve trained in mixed marital arts. I’ve been prepared for this for a while, and I know that it’s going to be tough. The reality of the matter is, I’m ready for it. I’m the strongest, and the most powerful being imaginable. I know it’s too soon or early to say that but you have to watch me work, only then will you see show my true power and brute strength. I know I’m going to be a nightmare to every single one of my opponents. I am going to destroy them and show them no remorse. They won’t be walking under their own limb I know that for sure. JackHammer is a name that will soon be known for being the strongest wrestler ever in NCW Here’s what gets me. I know people are going to judge me because I’m too cocky and I think I’m too good. But look, I’ve deadlifted more than 2,000 pounds before. No one can say they’ve done that before. It’s unheard of but you have to be really strong to do that. As a bodybuilder I’ve heard tricks that you couldn’t even fathom. But I know for a fact, my strength will become a huge factor as long as I’m apart of this company and wrestling in general.
Let’s face it there’s no one in this company that’s as strong as me. I know there are a few who may think that they’re as strong as an ox but I know they can’t do what I do. I did what I did on a regular basis. They could only dream of lifting up as much as I’ve done. But you know what, Sunday I’m only focused on destruction. I’m focused on making a name for myself and I’m focused on beating the holy hell out of my opponent for Sunday. I don’t care who he might think he is, or what type of experience he thinks he has… but even the most experienced person is of no match for brute determination and strength. You either have to be a fool or an idiot to even think otherwise. Sunday, I will feast on someone who probably can’t do what I do. They can’t obtain a beast… They can’t contain someone who’s a monster. By the end of the night, he’s going to have dreams that’s going to make him piss himself. Yes, I’ve made a grown man pee his pants before. I have no problem doing it again. That’s fear and humiliation… I do both of them very well, and tonight I assure you will not be any different. Trust me, I know what I’m capable of. By the end of the night, my opponent will realize first hand what an a*s beating feels like.
I’m facing someone by the name of Andrew Jacobsen. tonight… He weighs in at about 235, and he’snot to tall… I’m 7 foot and 360 pounds, there’s no way I can lift him right…? Wrong. If he knows what’s good for him he wouldn’t dare show up in our match Sunday. You see… I don’t need to hide behind anything to strike fear in people. My strength, and my scare tactics does all of that for me. So he can take his not so tall a*s on somewhere with that. Sunday, I will beat him like he stole something. I’ll make him my b*tch because at the end of it all, that’s what he will be. I will show no remorse. He will show me respect and he will fear me. Even those who don’t believe in fear, fear me… so if he’s one of those people… trust me… He won’t know what to expect. I’m unpredictable, which means I can decide to pick him apart slowly… or I can decide to get it over with quickly. To be honest, it’s just that easy. All I know is, Sunday… Someone isn’t walking out of A Night to Remember as a winner, let alone, walking straight. When I hit people, I make sure they don’t get up for a good while… I’m hoping Andrew is prepared for that because I’m prepared to beat the hell out of him. I’m prepared to show him what’s up. I’m prepared to show him why I’m the Chi-Town Terror.
Andrew Jacobsen., I don’t know you and you don’t know me… And that’s fine by me… If you did know me, that means that I wouldn’t hurt you more than I’m already planning to, I don’t care that this is a match and I don’t care if there’s victory involved… I get the victory by hurting people… And I will hurt you. I don’t care if you think you’re stronger than me… Or I don’t care if you think you’re better then me…It won't mean a thing. All it takes is one move for me to destroy you. And that’s exactly WHAT I will do. I will put the fear in you by dominating this match. You won’t even see it coming because that’s how it’s going to be. You think you can scare me because you come from the darkness… Ha, I don’t fear anything. But if I were you, I would start being afraid, being very afraid. You have no idea how violent I can be, and how painful I can make your insides hurt. I can tear your internal organs, and just eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner… I will completely make you wish you never got in the ring with me. Sunday, I will make sure you don’t walk out as a winner. But then again… I could make sure that you don’t walk out at all.. As far as I know… You'll be just another victim..”
The scene ends as JackHammer heads for the locker room of the gym.
Fade to black..........................................