Post by J.C. Keeton on Nov 14, 2021 14:38:22 GMT -5
This image appears on the screen.
Then the voice of the new two time Action Wrestling Cruiserweight Champion JC Keeton speaks while the image remains on the screen.
“This ladies and gentlemen is my pinky toe. Contained within this tiny little toe is more talent than the entire AW Cruiserweight division in its current form combined and that includes former champions like Terra Walker, Raven Voorhees, Teo Blaze and Addy Ainsworth. These individuals all had title reigns when a division built on the backs of men like QDT and myself was at a low point and the cornerstones were out of the picture. The glory days of the Cruiserweight Division in Action Wrestling that took place during the first six months of 2020 will never be recaptured but I’ve returned and reclaimed the championship in order to do my best to restore at least a little dignity to the once prestigious honor of being called AW Cruiserweight Champion.”
A sudden burst of laughter can be heard and the picture moves to show JC sitting on the couch in his apartment while his friend Max Beckett stands in the kitchen laughing his ass off, drinking orange juice straight from the carton.
“What’s so funny?”
Max wipes the orange juice from his face with the back of his hand.
“You dawg. Sounding all serious and shit while you talk to a picture of your fuckin’ toe.”
“I thought it was a unique concept for a promo.”
JC shrugs and Max shakes his head.
“It’s trash, and especially not for you. I mean yeah you a little cocky sure but that sounded forced. You can’t come back in and start dogging all the people who been putting work in while you ain’t even been there.”
JC looks confused.
“Wait a minute, since when did you become an authority on anything to do with pro wrestling much less how to cut a promo? And why are you still here?”
"I spent three days on a boat surrounded by people that eat, sleep, and breathe wrestling ya kinda pick some shit up without trying."
JC looks satisfied with the answer as he tosses the picture of his toe on the couch and walks over to the short bar that separates the living room and kitchen. He leans over resting his elbows on the bar.
"How bout that other question?"
"I'm leaving, just had some business to wrap up before I head back to Vegas. Why you in such a hurry to get rid of me bruh?"
"You're loud, you're a slob, you piss with the door open! I love you man but you've worn out your welcome."
Max fakes being hurt.
"Damn dawg tell me how you really feel. Nah for real though, I'm leaving probably tomorrow if you'll let me crash one more night."
He pauses to change the subject.
"So where was you going with that piss poor promo? Gonna compare your opponent to some nasty ass toe jam? Who you facing off with anyway champ?"
"I'm teaming with Terra Walker against Roddy Zalez and Kitsumi. Got a stip that says if me and Walker get physical we lose but I don't have any reason to get physical, I already beat her in a matter of minutes. I just wanna win and if she stays out of my way we should have no problem."
"Oh no doubt. What's Rod and Kitty bring to the table?"
JC appears to think for a second before responding.
"They actually like each other? I mean they're number one contenders for the Cruiserweight Tag Titles so they got more experience teaming since me and Walker have never teamed but they're not on our level. Terra has skills I just caught her off guard and I'm sure our next encounter won't be as easy but if we can co-exist this should be a walk in the park."
Max walks over and sits down on the couch and JC turns to face him, leaning back against the bar. Max picks up the picture of JCs toe and chuckles.
"You got some ugly ass toes."
Fade.
Then the voice of the new two time Action Wrestling Cruiserweight Champion JC Keeton speaks while the image remains on the screen.
“This ladies and gentlemen is my pinky toe. Contained within this tiny little toe is more talent than the entire AW Cruiserweight division in its current form combined and that includes former champions like Terra Walker, Raven Voorhees, Teo Blaze and Addy Ainsworth. These individuals all had title reigns when a division built on the backs of men like QDT and myself was at a low point and the cornerstones were out of the picture. The glory days of the Cruiserweight Division in Action Wrestling that took place during the first six months of 2020 will never be recaptured but I’ve returned and reclaimed the championship in order to do my best to restore at least a little dignity to the once prestigious honor of being called AW Cruiserweight Champion.”
A sudden burst of laughter can be heard and the picture moves to show JC sitting on the couch in his apartment while his friend Max Beckett stands in the kitchen laughing his ass off, drinking orange juice straight from the carton.
“What’s so funny?”
Max wipes the orange juice from his face with the back of his hand.
“You dawg. Sounding all serious and shit while you talk to a picture of your fuckin’ toe.”
“I thought it was a unique concept for a promo.”
JC shrugs and Max shakes his head.
“It’s trash, and especially not for you. I mean yeah you a little cocky sure but that sounded forced. You can’t come back in and start dogging all the people who been putting work in while you ain’t even been there.”
JC looks confused.
“Wait a minute, since when did you become an authority on anything to do with pro wrestling much less how to cut a promo? And why are you still here?”
"I spent three days on a boat surrounded by people that eat, sleep, and breathe wrestling ya kinda pick some shit up without trying."
JC looks satisfied with the answer as he tosses the picture of his toe on the couch and walks over to the short bar that separates the living room and kitchen. He leans over resting his elbows on the bar.
"How bout that other question?"
"I'm leaving, just had some business to wrap up before I head back to Vegas. Why you in such a hurry to get rid of me bruh?"
"You're loud, you're a slob, you piss with the door open! I love you man but you've worn out your welcome."
Max fakes being hurt.
"Damn dawg tell me how you really feel. Nah for real though, I'm leaving probably tomorrow if you'll let me crash one more night."
He pauses to change the subject.
"So where was you going with that piss poor promo? Gonna compare your opponent to some nasty ass toe jam? Who you facing off with anyway champ?"
"I'm teaming with Terra Walker against Roddy Zalez and Kitsumi. Got a stip that says if me and Walker get physical we lose but I don't have any reason to get physical, I already beat her in a matter of minutes. I just wanna win and if she stays out of my way we should have no problem."
"Oh no doubt. What's Rod and Kitty bring to the table?"
JC appears to think for a second before responding.
"They actually like each other? I mean they're number one contenders for the Cruiserweight Tag Titles so they got more experience teaming since me and Walker have never teamed but they're not on our level. Terra has skills I just caught her off guard and I'm sure our next encounter won't be as easy but if we can co-exist this should be a walk in the park."
Max walks over and sits down on the couch and JC turns to face him, leaning back against the bar. Max picks up the picture of JCs toe and chuckles.
"You got some ugly ass toes."
Fade.