Post by John Black on Aug 11, 2022 11:51:22 GMT -5
[It opens up to JB and Hannibal in Hannibal’s green and black Porsche, driving down the high end streets of Baltimore, and they reach a red light and he stops and takes a hit of some Ash Blake strand of weed in his swisher sweets. After he takes a puff, he passes it to JB but he passes on it. Then the light goes green, and he hits the gas on the road.]
Hanny: Yo Bruh, why didn't you want to take a hit of this shit?
JB: Eh, I don’t smoke like that no more, tryin to be healthy n shit.
Hanny: Bullshit, I saw you eating like three cheeseburgers and sippin on some sizzurp in a cup last night man, so don’t give me that kinda talk.
JB: Well it’s a new fuckin day and shit, plus that strand you got kinda reminds me of someone whom i’ve beaten next monday, but i won’t say much on it for now.
Hanny: Good, the wrestling stuff can wait… it’s a humid ass day, and we need to go shoppin for some iceys chains and some new drip drip… you lookin busted in that black shirt and sweatpants bruh.
JB: Man fuck off, plus how can you afford this car let alone bling blings and shit?
Hanny: Man, i’ve been on TV and movies, and sold out shows in my stand up in my home town. I got money long, so you don’t need to worry about that, but let’s chop it up today here.
JB: Whateva mane, lets hit these streets.
[Then they drive near a Jacob & Co. Jewelry store, and he parks his car near the side of the street. Then they head inside the store, and they look around at all the jewelry stores. They see icy chains, wrists, and other various fly things in the store. Then JB sees this chain that looked like Alexandra Calaway’s iconic crimson mask that was on a display near the middle of the store. Before he could get up to it, he sees a middle aged arab man in his chopper suit and tie coming up to him.]
Jewelry Man: Hey hey, don’t touch the merchandise sir! Don’t be causing issues here!
JB: I wasn’t sir, I wanted to see it up close, I know that piece of the person who’s modeled after.
Jewelry Man: You do? This piece just got sent in like last week by a person who made it by hand. They told me it was an homage to some wrestler, i think.
[Then he pulls out his phone, and shows him the person who’s he referencing too, and the Jewelry man shook his head at the picture of her. Then Hannible was across the store looking at this buss down watch, and was eyeing it with one of the store associates. The he pulls out a mini magnifying glass to observe if it's real diamonds or not. After about fifteen minutes had past, he put the glass away and talked to the store associate who looked like PJ Washington’s baby mama, with her hair in a ponytail and a smile that would convince a person to buy what she's selling.]
Hanny: Yeah, how much for this buss down watch doe?
Lady Associate: Well, it’s about 2.1 million dollars for this watch, and it’s top of the line.
Hanny: A COOL MILLY?.... Nah nah, you got something under a mill i can cop, I don’t need that watch badly at all!
Lady Associate: Well, you can always get the limited edition gold plated G-Shocks on the rack right next to me. They are like at least 3K a piece, but don’t you want this buss down watch though?.. I think it will look good on your wrist. All the ballers get em.
Hanny: Well sadly I anit no baller at all, i’m just a plain old man with some chump change to a degree. Just give me the G-Shocks, and I'll be on my way lady.
Lady Associate: Whatever you want, I'll get what you need.
[Then she gets one of the doors open to the watches, and Hanny couldn’t help but to get a look at her cleavage with her tits hanging out of her blouse. Then he pulls out a wad of cash, and once she placed the watch in the box, she was shocked to see how much cash het got in his hand. Before he could count it, her blouse just randomly opens up with her girls hanging out in broad daylight, then JB looks at the fuckkery and laughs a bit as she tries to fix her blouse. He hands her the 3K in cash, and takes the box as she felt embarrassed over it, then the owner who was talking to JB earlier about the chain comes up to her to scold her for it, until he steps in to ease the tension.]
JB: Hey boss, take it easy on the woman, her shirt just popped off her immaculate chest of hers.
Jewelry Man: THIS IS NON OF YOUR CONCERN, YOU NEED TO STEP OFF!
JB: Hey, i’m tryin to be nice here, let her be. It might be her first day on the job and she's hella nervous, can’t you see that?
Jewelry Man: I REPEAT THIS IS NON OF YOUR CONCERN, DON'T LET ME CALL SECURITY TO HAVE YOU LEAVE HERE, YOU PIECE OF TRASHY NI—
[Before the owner can finish what he says, JB then punches him in the jaw and stomps on him until two guards come in and escort JB out and forcibly Fresh Prince Jazz’ed him out of the store. Hannibal then helps him on his feet, and he starts to cuss out the store owner as the customers start recording this incident. Hannible then takes him back in his Porsche, and immediately drives away from the area.]
[About an hour later, they arrive back in JB’s townhouse where JB slammed the door hard as he could and stomps his feet on the couch in his living room. Then Hannible opened the door, and he brought along the girl who he met at the store earlier. They both whisper to another about JB, and then the lady comes up to an angry JB to console him.]
Lady Associate: Hey um, i am wanting to say thanks for defending me and.. And…
[JB just nodded his head in silence, as she came closer to him.]
Lady Associate: I brought along a G-Shock for you… Hannibal has a second box for you.
[Hannibal then brings the second box to him, and he doesn’t open it. He then looked at Hannible and the lady to give a small smile, and placed the box on the table. Then he turns on his Smart TV, and Hannible and the lady took it as a cue to leave him to cool down. As they leave his home, he opens it to see the G-Shock gold plated, and he wears it as the scene cuts.]
====Ashy On Da Beat====
“Man, I had a great day until that jeweler guy had to give me shit over defending someone I don’t know, but Hanny knows how to pick em for what it’s worth though. I guess I was too harsh on them both, it’s not them i am mad, it’s that older arab owner who kept on talkin shit and assumin i would steal some Calaway icey chain, man I would rather take the chain off Addy A or that stalker before I would even bother buying something that a mark would make out they own hands.
I don't even have that ability to do that, and I wouldn’t bother at all. I guess I am not that creative enough to put a bunch of diamonds in the sky like a Lucy Liu flick. Yeah, I don’t make no sense, but that how im feelin from within since last week. I knew from the jump, I wasn’t gonna get that belt again, and I didn’t even bother to bitch and moan about it. Unlike her, I don’t need no ghostly figure tellin me “they comin” onto her.
Sounds wrong as hell, but I don’t care…
You know what I also don’t care about, hitting that Ash Blake of weed in that whip earlier. If I had smoke it, I would have been seeing things that I shouldn’t be seeing, like for one thinking that Philiodor is a karma thing, or thinking that I am leagues above the rest just because I been rollin in deep with people who can bring me to the top of the mountain. Plus, I don’t have to worry about Glimour Girls type of diary entries, if you know what I mean about that.
BUT, if i had took a hit on that, then I guess I would be next in line for a title shot in the in the next six to eight months, having a deep inner connective crew in some financial institution, and overall having the best outcome of being the one who’s “Barely Alive” so to speak. That would be the dream, but it ins’t though.
Ash Blake, or Ass Blake you’d be referred to by me, you might be this big bad she wolf in the closet like that song goes. You can be all tough, and be all smart onto the dark side but that will not put a shock to my own system. It just mean I have to work a bit harder to prove I can hang with the best of the best that this place has to offer, and that alone is why I am glad to say that I am taking on you Ass Blake, because I want you to remind yourself that I am not the man who will take no shit from you or anyone.
You might have all the money in the world, and you might have the clout you need to boost your status in this company; hell I should be on my knees groveling at your feet, but I ain't into all that type of foolishness. If you want me down, you need to beat the shit out of me in order to prove what is what in the ring, and I know you will not back down from a fight either. We might as well put on a high stakes, low reward brawl where someone who placed their chips on either of us will end up going bust.
So Ash, I am letting you know that if you want to back down from this, you can walk away and hide in your little fancy loft and send in someone else to do the work for you, we can’t have little Ash Blake the princess getting hurt and ruining the fans perspective of a wannabe fighter, oh no. BUT, if you decide to show up in that ring next Clash, oh boy you gonna end up in a missing list by the time I am done with you, and have you end up somewhere you don’t want to be in. I can be calm, but if you piss me off I will end up tearin up your whole life in a matter of seconds out of pure spite.
All I will say is this… come fuck around and found out, Ash Blake.”
