Post by Jody Madrox on Nov 11, 2023 21:54:31 GMT -5
Opens up to a montage of Jody failing in his time in AW. From certain matches, to even unaired segments that never saw the light of day, then we see Jody in some room somewhere there was a light shining over him, as he sat there looking at something. As he was fixated on something off screen, he then decides to speak.
Jody: Clearly, I have no clue where I am, or where I will be going too at some point in my own life. I might not be the man who could be the winner all the time, but I am simply a guy who has soo much on the mind that the mind wonders if it’s fact or fiction. I know that this Kimber Le person is simply an undead rocker wrestler, and somehow got themselves over in Action Wrestling like an overnight sensation. An overnight sensation seems to farcical, how about the hottest undead wrestler who is going places?
Then we hear a faint “true” somewhere in the room, then we see Jody eating a snicker that he unwrapped still fixated on something in his view.
Jody: Don’t mind this snickers i’m eating, i’m kinda hungry. You see, this Snickers has more of a chance at being a winner than I am! At least it didn’t need to be el KA-Bonged by a knock off slapnuts who didn’t bother to try out there last Clash, i mean yeah I got some splinters from my hair out from that shot, and too that I say, fuck him.
Then it shows a clip of that post match assault, and the aftermath where he wanted to legit beat him up but security, JB stopped him dead in his tract before he caught a case. Then it comes back to him still eating snickers, which was pretty much done. Then it shows a grainy and mirrored clip of his opponents post match interview last clash, with humorous sound effects in the mix. After that was done, we finally saw what Jody was eying this whole time…
…a huge mural of Kimber-Vesper-Le in all her glory. He then looks at it some more as he got off the chair and he touches it, he damn near almost kisses it until he stops himself from doing so.
Jody: Well excuse me for my inappropriate shit, I almost felt that she was there. Her bein an spirit n shit, i’m fuckin around I am really tryin to say who made this mural of her really made sure to heighten her look, and charm. I hear she claimed to be the weapon, a living weapon of some sort where I find that to be funny, I guess she could transform into a bass guitar on some Chainsaw man shit and wreak havoc with her strings. I’d like to play her bass guitar, and set on fire like Jimi would do. Rock n’ Roll shit… but fuck that, I got to be honest… she’s right, i’m not good enough…
Not good enough in having a lofty goal of wanting to win all the singles gold. That seems more of a far fetched thing that even someone like Odin would laugh at, and scoff away in the darkness. I might not ever be good enough as this Kimber Le entity, and only she can claim that her victory was over a guy that would make Iron Mike Sharpe be proud to be on the enhancement talent pool where they can be feed to the sharks who need some easy prey.
Not to downplay her success, she deserves all the praise… for now.
Jody pulls out a spray can that was red and he does a X mark over the mural over her body. Then as he sees the X on the mural, the X starts to have a blood-like substance over it. As it was dripping to the sides crossed away, he sat beside the crossed out mural of his opponent.
Jody: Kimber Le or Vespertine, or whatever you want to call yourself… I want you to know that I am not a man to be messed with. You might have jumped scared Jade, beaten Chase and fucked around in a graveyard… but that doesn’t entice me, that’s all just par of a course of a entity who’s better off in a shitty death metal band.
If you want my soul, then you are in the wrong view of that. My soul left my body since Jessie Lee took it, so now all you have is a hallow man who’s just a vessel of nothingness who just want to beat people’s asses. If you want my soul, then you better open your pandora’s box down below and I will show you that I have a soul… but until then, you aren’t goin to get shit from me.
You want to be all in the victories like it means a thing? Fine, I can’t blame you, oh no but you will not get that satisfaction of a quick win over me. You better work hard to find that fight to get me to lose to you, because while I am not good enough to you… i’m better than an average wrestler who’s in your caliber to be blunt.
While you are the superior and better, i’m the underdog and the deserving… that’s the main difference between us Le, and that will take this Clash to prove that fact alone as the truth. Whatever happens at the end, no souls will be taken… but someone will be sent to medical facilities (airqoute) by the end of night.
See you in hell, Kimber-Vesper Le!
Then Jody gets up from the mural, and he lights a Molotov cocktail and he throws it on the mural of Kimber Lee as it randomly went into flames, as we see Jody walking away from it with a evil grin as it fades to black.
Jody: Clearly, I have no clue where I am, or where I will be going too at some point in my own life. I might not be the man who could be the winner all the time, but I am simply a guy who has soo much on the mind that the mind wonders if it’s fact or fiction. I know that this Kimber Le person is simply an undead rocker wrestler, and somehow got themselves over in Action Wrestling like an overnight sensation. An overnight sensation seems to farcical, how about the hottest undead wrestler who is going places?
Then we hear a faint “true” somewhere in the room, then we see Jody eating a snicker that he unwrapped still fixated on something in his view.
Jody: Don’t mind this snickers i’m eating, i’m kinda hungry. You see, this Snickers has more of a chance at being a winner than I am! At least it didn’t need to be el KA-Bonged by a knock off slapnuts who didn’t bother to try out there last Clash, i mean yeah I got some splinters from my hair out from that shot, and too that I say, fuck him.
Then it shows a clip of that post match assault, and the aftermath where he wanted to legit beat him up but security, JB stopped him dead in his tract before he caught a case. Then it comes back to him still eating snickers, which was pretty much done. Then it shows a grainy and mirrored clip of his opponents post match interview last clash, with humorous sound effects in the mix. After that was done, we finally saw what Jody was eying this whole time…
…a huge mural of Kimber-Vesper-Le in all her glory. He then looks at it some more as he got off the chair and he touches it, he damn near almost kisses it until he stops himself from doing so.
Jody: Well excuse me for my inappropriate shit, I almost felt that she was there. Her bein an spirit n shit, i’m fuckin around I am really tryin to say who made this mural of her really made sure to heighten her look, and charm. I hear she claimed to be the weapon, a living weapon of some sort where I find that to be funny, I guess she could transform into a bass guitar on some Chainsaw man shit and wreak havoc with her strings. I’d like to play her bass guitar, and set on fire like Jimi would do. Rock n’ Roll shit… but fuck that, I got to be honest… she’s right, i’m not good enough…
Not good enough in having a lofty goal of wanting to win all the singles gold. That seems more of a far fetched thing that even someone like Odin would laugh at, and scoff away in the darkness. I might not ever be good enough as this Kimber Le entity, and only she can claim that her victory was over a guy that would make Iron Mike Sharpe be proud to be on the enhancement talent pool where they can be feed to the sharks who need some easy prey.
Not to downplay her success, she deserves all the praise… for now.
Jody pulls out a spray can that was red and he does a X mark over the mural over her body. Then as he sees the X on the mural, the X starts to have a blood-like substance over it. As it was dripping to the sides crossed away, he sat beside the crossed out mural of his opponent.
Jody: Kimber Le or Vespertine, or whatever you want to call yourself… I want you to know that I am not a man to be messed with. You might have jumped scared Jade, beaten Chase and fucked around in a graveyard… but that doesn’t entice me, that’s all just par of a course of a entity who’s better off in a shitty death metal band.
If you want my soul, then you are in the wrong view of that. My soul left my body since Jessie Lee took it, so now all you have is a hallow man who’s just a vessel of nothingness who just want to beat people’s asses. If you want my soul, then you better open your pandora’s box down below and I will show you that I have a soul… but until then, you aren’t goin to get shit from me.
You want to be all in the victories like it means a thing? Fine, I can’t blame you, oh no but you will not get that satisfaction of a quick win over me. You better work hard to find that fight to get me to lose to you, because while I am not good enough to you… i’m better than an average wrestler who’s in your caliber to be blunt.
While you are the superior and better, i’m the underdog and the deserving… that’s the main difference between us Le, and that will take this Clash to prove that fact alone as the truth. Whatever happens at the end, no souls will be taken… but someone will be sent to medical facilities (airqoute) by the end of night.
See you in hell, Kimber-Vesper Le!
Then Jody gets up from the mural, and he lights a Molotov cocktail and he throws it on the mural of Kimber Lee as it randomly went into flames, as we see Jody walking away from it with a evil grin as it fades to black.