Post by John Black on Sept 8, 2022 22:22:15 GMT -5
[Opens to a regular sunset strip somewhere at night, where people are dressed fancy with the expensive things on their person. As we see people coming around one another to different places, we see a Gorillaz inspired art of JB dressed in sweatpants, black shirt and a bandanna walking around the high life people, just wandering around. Then he gets around to a line where he sees all the rich people going into this unknown club, he stands in line and after an hour he finally gets into the club. As he was in it, he felt out of place there, until there was a woman who looked like FKA Twigs, in a CBS championship inspired dress with a blue wig who brought him onto the dance floor.]
“Why did you pick me to dance with you?”
“I don’t know, I just felt like taking you on the floor!”
“You know I can’t really dance!”
“Don’t worry about that… just grab my waist and gooo!”
[Then he does it, and they dance the night away. After about an hour later, she and JB come to a VIP table where she was at, and she pulls out a CBS title shaped Xanny pill out of her purse, and she downs one. She pulls out another pill and tries to hand one to JB, but he shakes his head no, and she dumps another one in her mouth this time with her liquor. As she was getting lifted, JB see’s a guy coming up to her, who was on his knees pleading for her.]
“Baby come back!... I need you back in my life!”
“No… I am not going back to you, you were just a fool thinking you can keep me!”
“I know that I had to give you up, I had to move on from you since I was threatened by you know who?”
“Who?”
[Then the guy who was on his knees ran off when they saw the guy, who looked like any big dude who could pass off as Odin’s twin, who’s decked out in a Gucci suit, loafers, and a few finger rings with his hair slicked back. He looked at JB, then at the girl as he caressed his hand on her arm, which she pulled back from him as she looked at him with disgust.]
“Hey baby, why are you with this bum? I think i’ve seen him somewhere in the past, but if I don’t then he’s not relevant.”
“Look L’din, I might be your property from the last guy you beat to death almost, but you don’t control who I talk and play with.”
“Playing with this wankster?... Come on Ceva Bill Sherev, you need to be dealing with me. No one else, and that’s how it’s going to be. For as long I hold you, you are going to stay by my side until I DIE!”
[Then L’din then forcibly grabs her arm to leave the seat, but JB stood up and pushed this man off her, then he fell on the floor and looked pissed off. Then he got up and he tries to punch JB, but he moves side to side, then he picks up a random purse from a table across from him and hits him over the head with it. It knocked him out, as he saw tweety birds flying around his head, then Ceva got up on her own seat very carefully and she cheered him on.]
“My Hero!”
“Nahh, I anit no hero… i’m just some guy who knocked out man who’s your own property.”
“I’m NOT anyone’s property!... I just happen to be of value due to my name..CBS.”
“I know, i’m aware of that name… plenty of people had wanted a shot with you, I think I was around you the first time you were getting your name out there.”
“I feel like that was the case as well…but its old news, do you wan–”
[Then L’din got up and he slaps C.B.S in the face, and JB then pulls out the glock out of his pants and aims for L’din, then everything freezes and his good and evil side come talk to him on his shoulders.]
“Hey man, don’t pull the trigger and take CBS home with you.”
“Man screw dat shit, he all up on your girl G, and you gonna let her be disrespected like that? Shoot the bastard in the chest!”
“No JB don’t let this escalate further and leave her alone, there’s many other broads that’s fishin in the championship sea!”
“This is your ONLY SHOT at her and this guy is gettin in your way… betta choose wisely!”
[Then the good and evil side of himself disappeared and everything was unfrozen. CBS was being beaten by L’din, and he put the glock away in his pocket. After L’din was done Michel'le this woman, he ended up leaving the club without her as she was struggling to get on her feet, JB wanted to help her but couldn’t do it. He then leaves the club, alone as he walks into the night by himself, with bright lights and high life passing by him. He then finds refuge in some abandoned apartment complex living room floor, and passes out.]
[The next day occurs, he wakes up next to CBS on the same floor. He got up quickly and was afraid of her for some reason. He tries to leave, but the door won’t budge, as she got up from the floor and hugged him.]
“I knew I find you in this place, this is where I come too in order to get away from L’din and the paparazzis.”
“Hey hey, I don’t want anyone to find out we slept together CBS!”
“Boy you trippin hard, we didn’t do nuffin… until you beat him at some point… and we can finally be together!... can’t you imagine us being a team?... I can be free from L’din. You can be my savior.”
“Whoa whoa, this is a huge task you put me up against…. I gotta think on this. I’ll see you around…”
[JB then walks outside of the door and it shifts to non animated JB walking down the complex in the hot sun, as he relays his own thoughts to the world.]
“What I saw last night, it was crazy but not as crazy being in the line for a shot at the CBS title, and I know for certain that it’s fate on my side, since I am taking on the same guy who I knocked out at the club, L’din… or Odin himself, I know already that I have this deep feeling that I will not be able to win that strap off him, and I won’t be able to be with CBS at all. She can handle herself with that abusive joker, while Odin himself can be walking around AW as if he’s higher than a god, which doesn’t make a huge difference to me.
I know for a fact, that Odin and I have shared a past that would make most people think “wait, they really shackle this never ending saga between Odin and JB?” and would want to turn the channel, well before they do that, I will agree with them and question why they got me going against a personification of an old soul who thinks he’s above all. Maybe his reign might not come to an end, because in the logic of the higher power, they wouldn’t want their old soul to lose what he just got not too long ago. This is my reason why I am not too stressed about this match, because we already have it signed in blood on what’s going to occur.
Odin, you don’t fuck with me, and I dont fuck with you… not like we ever shared a bar tap with one another in the hotel bars, something that you looked like you’ve done since the eighties before you been locked in the jail cell somewhere. Oh, I hit a nerve? I know it doesn’t mean much what I say to you, because you are a olaf of a braindead man who just need to go back to where you left off in, maybe check in retirement home since you could pass off as 65+ year old man due to this so called hard life you lived in.
At this point, I could just lay on my back and have you pin me, and you retain that same belt that has seen better champions who aren’t in your caliber. I’ve checked the list, and you aren’t even damn near close to the previous champions who held that same belt as you, I bet if I wasn’t in this spot, Kano would have a field day with you getting that belt off you, period. You do deserve to hold that belt, that’s for certain, but you don’t nor will have the chance to hold that belt for long anyways, because if it’s me or someone else, then you will end up going to the back empty handed and questioning your own abilities within that ring, you will want to consider to figure out an alternative course of action in your career, if you don’t come out in this alive and fully functional person by the end of our match.
This will not be a plain ass match, a match that will be just viewed as a piss break (save for a couple of Jessie Lee matches, this is a joke), or even a one note match since I hear that they consider me a one note wrestler. This a chance to let out my frustrations on not getting to pin Dionysus last PPV, or a chance at taking Teijin out of reign as Hardcore Champeen, or even as far back in not being able to steal a Pure Cup home to drink out of. These are what motivates me to fuck up the program, and let the people know I am not the one to mess which, and yeah it’s a cliche to say shit like that but I truly mean it. I don’t need to clarify that, since it’s my own opinion.
Odin’s reign might not last long, or it might… but I don’t know or care on that front, he could walk away with the title and I can be relegated into the shadow realm before they call me out to fight. Before that will happen, I will make an effort to break Odin down, and break his soul since he isn’t in Beyonce’s league. Odin, I want you to remember how many times we have crossed paths, and it's you who is the one getting that juice and not me, well this time shit is going to chance around here, and you will be the one who will be tossed off the ledge of irrelevant mindsets.
I don’t need a gun when my fists are the loaded ones I want to put up on your dome, and make you feel that barrel of my boots all up in your ass until you have to feel it in the morning. I might have a record shorter than yours, but I know what the streets are after. They are after the raw underdog who will stop at nothing to get what he wants, even if he has to hurt a few bodies along the way. You’re one of them Odin, and I promise to myself that I will take what is yours as you ponder off in your diner with a torn quad too match.
Odin, you're going to feel the pain once again from me.”
[Then we simply see the animated JB walking down to the park area, as the scene cuts into a CBS title pill shaped Xanny’s in a water glass with it dispersing gold into it then faded into black abruptly.]
