Post by JackHammer on May 10, 2008 16:42:13 GMT -6
The scene opens up in the Chicago home of JackHammer. We find JackHammer downstairs working over a large punchnig bag suspended from the ceiling. It's obvious that JackHammer has been working out for quite some time. After a few more shots, JackHammer grabs a water bottle sitting near by, takes a long swig, and then goes back to the bag, while he talks to the camera.
JackHammer Well, it's no surprise to me to see that another wrestler has quit and left the NCW. I've been wrestling for many years now and have seen it before so it deosn't bother me. This match is for the NCW Xrteme title against Dark Prophet That is fine with me granted am looking to face off against Dark Prophet one on one and make a great match.
DP, you and I have had faced against each other many times. And belive me when I say, DP, am glad that we get to face off for the title. So, we find ourselves in this position.
And belive me DP, I'm ready for this match. Because you see, I can finally get my hands on you again. Darky I've been watching your stuff and think they ways things are going for you that when come this Sunday I am so beating your arse it's not funny. I think that is what you so need is a good dose of a* whopping to get your head back on straight. You think I'm your enemey, the only reason you might think that is cause you know I'm pissed off at you for leaving me high and dry in the NLCW, we where about to have the match to regain the tag titles and you up and quit on me. Come Sunday I'm going to show you just how pissed I am when I beat you and take the Xrteme title. There is just me, JackHammer, owning your ass in that ring Sunday night! When we step into the ring DP, you're going to finally have to step up to me. So what are you going to do Darky? Are you going to step up, and take your beating like a man, or are you going to do what you did in the NLCW, and run away, fading off into the distance, just like everything else from the eighties did? I guess we'll find out Sunday night.
JackHammer nails the bag with a spin kick, the takes a break. He walks over to a set of barbells and begins lifting.
And you know, one thing in your latest promo struck me as quite funny. That nice little comment you said about being "the best thing since sliced bread". The funny part of that is, I remember a man from the NWA that made that very same comment everytime he had a match. He really thought he was the greatest. He held the tag titles many times, and he remained undefeated for a very long time. Bu do you know who the man was that ENDED said undefeated streak? It was a man, fairly new to this business, but quickly on the rise. It was a rookie that went by the name of JackHammer! And the man I defeated was known as Sweet T. Look him up sometime, since I'm sure he was way before yout time. He thought of himself as the king of the NWA, and I dethroned him.
So you see Darky, I've been in the ring with many a man who made the exact same claims you have. And they all fell short. This monday night, you're going to do the very same thing. Just like you've done in everything else you've attempted in your life. Spare us the long drawn out dramas about all the psychotic women you've dated, and how they've all made you feel guilty about every little thing they've done. In fact, why don't you just shut up completely, and face facts that you have no chance of winning this match.
JackHammer drops the wights, takes another swig of water, then heads up the stairs.
JackHammer I so feel sorry for you Darky.
As JackHammer comes out at the top of the stairs, a beautiful blonde meets him. It's JackHammer's valet and wife Angel.
Angel: Done working out?
JackHammer Sure am. What's going on?
Angel: There was a phone call for you a bit ago. I didn't come down, because I know how you don't like to be interrupted.
JackHammer Who was it?
Angel: He called himself Goliath. He said he needed to talk to you.
JackHammer smiles.
JackHammer Good. I'll give him a call back, thanks dear.
Angel reaches up and gives JackHammer quick peck on the cheek. She turns and walks away as JackHammer walks into his den. JackHammer grabs the phone and dials in a number off a sheet of paper.
JackHammer Hello? Yeah, I was just told you called. I need to talk to you about Sunday, I think we should meet. Yeah, you know the place. See you there. *CLICK*
*Scene fades*
JackHammer Well, it's no surprise to me to see that another wrestler has quit and left the NCW. I've been wrestling for many years now and have seen it before so it deosn't bother me. This match is for the NCW Xrteme title against Dark Prophet That is fine with me granted am looking to face off against Dark Prophet one on one and make a great match.
DP, you and I have had faced against each other many times. And belive me when I say, DP, am glad that we get to face off for the title. So, we find ourselves in this position.
And belive me DP, I'm ready for this match. Because you see, I can finally get my hands on you again. Darky I've been watching your stuff and think they ways things are going for you that when come this Sunday I am so beating your arse it's not funny. I think that is what you so need is a good dose of a* whopping to get your head back on straight. You think I'm your enemey, the only reason you might think that is cause you know I'm pissed off at you for leaving me high and dry in the NLCW, we where about to have the match to regain the tag titles and you up and quit on me. Come Sunday I'm going to show you just how pissed I am when I beat you and take the Xrteme title. There is just me, JackHammer, owning your ass in that ring Sunday night! When we step into the ring DP, you're going to finally have to step up to me. So what are you going to do Darky? Are you going to step up, and take your beating like a man, or are you going to do what you did in the NLCW, and run away, fading off into the distance, just like everything else from the eighties did? I guess we'll find out Sunday night.
JackHammer nails the bag with a spin kick, the takes a break. He walks over to a set of barbells and begins lifting.
And you know, one thing in your latest promo struck me as quite funny. That nice little comment you said about being "the best thing since sliced bread". The funny part of that is, I remember a man from the NWA that made that very same comment everytime he had a match. He really thought he was the greatest. He held the tag titles many times, and he remained undefeated for a very long time. Bu do you know who the man was that ENDED said undefeated streak? It was a man, fairly new to this business, but quickly on the rise. It was a rookie that went by the name of JackHammer! And the man I defeated was known as Sweet T. Look him up sometime, since I'm sure he was way before yout time. He thought of himself as the king of the NWA, and I dethroned him.
So you see Darky, I've been in the ring with many a man who made the exact same claims you have. And they all fell short. This monday night, you're going to do the very same thing. Just like you've done in everything else you've attempted in your life. Spare us the long drawn out dramas about all the psychotic women you've dated, and how they've all made you feel guilty about every little thing they've done. In fact, why don't you just shut up completely, and face facts that you have no chance of winning this match.
JackHammer drops the wights, takes another swig of water, then heads up the stairs.
JackHammer I so feel sorry for you Darky.
As JackHammer comes out at the top of the stairs, a beautiful blonde meets him. It's JackHammer's valet and wife Angel.
Angel: Done working out?
JackHammer Sure am. What's going on?
Angel: There was a phone call for you a bit ago. I didn't come down, because I know how you don't like to be interrupted.
JackHammer Who was it?
Angel: He called himself Goliath. He said he needed to talk to you.
JackHammer smiles.
JackHammer Good. I'll give him a call back, thanks dear.
Angel reaches up and gives JackHammer quick peck on the cheek. She turns and walks away as JackHammer walks into his den. JackHammer grabs the phone and dials in a number off a sheet of paper.
JackHammer Hello? Yeah, I was just told you called. I need to talk to you about Sunday, I think we should meet. Yeah, you know the place. See you there. *CLICK*
*Scene fades*