Post by Jody Madrox on Jun 15, 2024 23:36:06 GMT -5
[After winning the Pure Cup last Clash, Jody and JB were riding high off the success of the thing. Fast forward to present day where we see Jody is in his hotel room alone, as he was sitting on the bed listening to My Life on loop off his phone, while it was pouring rain outside of his window. Then about an hour later, JB knocks on his door and he opens it to see him enter the pouring rain as he shook his soaked umbrella on the floor.]
JB: Jody, are you okay? You missed some of my calls earlier today, whats been up?
Jody: You know, same ol shit man, been through some sad shit this week.
JB: Oh you still caught up with the death of your neighbor Miss Jackson?
Jody: Man, when i got that call from Missy from last week… my whole world shocked me down. She was the one who raised me, and watched me to keep me from going a dark path as a yougin. First, i win the cup ... .then boom, someone close to me is gone…
[Jody then starts to shed a tear, and JB comes up to console him, but Jody tries to reject his closeness. He wipes his tears, and he looks at the window as the rain pours harder.]
JB: Jody, don’t start that tough nigga shit… your hurt… i feel your pain. We can overcome this.
Jody: …Man, don’t know if we can do it… I want to fuckin kill myself. I have these dark thoughts, and…and….
[Jody then pulls out a glock from his suitcase, and he shows it to JB. JB was shocked to see what Jody was showing him in front of him.]
JB: Whoa whoa whoa…
Jody: This isnt towards you…it’s towards me!
JB: NOOOOO PUT IT DOWN….. PLEASE!
[Jody then aim it to his temple, with tears flowing his face. He stands up from the bed with the gun to his head, and looks at himself at a mirror, behind his reflection is a concerned JB who tries to convince him to put it down.]
JB: JODY…. THINK ABOUT YOUR NIECE… YOUR GRANDSON…
[Jody throws the gun down on the floor, and looks at JB with a look of defeat.]
Jody: JB… man… im… just lost in my own dark place man. No matter how hard i try to be motivated to be happy, i just can’t seem to get out my own way. I just feel like a loser.
JB: Man, you anit a loser to me… you won a cup for god sakes and secured a spot for Evo as well, thats impressive to me. I known you’d be on your shit when I got in contact with you man times ago. You need to find ways to keep your lights on, and one of my ideas is going to a strip club with your Pure Cup in tow for the hoes to drink out of.
Jody: I don’t know if I want to carry that shit out there tonight, don’t want to misplace it or sumthin…
JB: Oh c’mon live a little man… I want you to get out of this hotel room to free the funk outchea self, look imma head back out to my hotel room, call me if you are down to clown in the club when the rain clears up.
Jody: Alright man, will do!
[Then after some time passed and the rain stopped, the two decided to head to the strip club with the Pure Cup in tow, from that point it was all a blur and a distant memory for the duo. Now, we see Jody in his room recording himself on his bed.]
Jody: So last night was a blur… the only thing i remember was getting a lap dance from a chick who looked like an off brand version of Jessie Lee… ahh, the dance was trash but she earned it for letting me touch her um, “stuff” and even offered to take me to cloud 9 after her shift was done, but i declined out of respect for the real Jessie Lee. Speaking of which, this is the second time we teamed up with one another, i know the first time failed but ehh… it was a means to an end.
Now this time, me and here are taking on Sicko and Niobe, two people who hold belts we want for ourselves. Yes, i once was in favor for a shot at the US title but nope, I wasn’t as clean cut as Jessie was…. Ehh, i'm glad I didn’t get far into it, or else i’d have to do sneak disses on Niobe’s page like many others on here. I get to put my hands on her, and Niobe and I have some history. Well, I know she got game but can she put herself safely against me and Jessie? Maybe not because one of us got bones to pick out of her, so she ain't safe by any means necessary.
Now to Sicko, her partner, well this clown is a clown. He makes Art The Clown look like ICP’s Violent J who may have slight wrestling abltiles, but not by much. Everytime i see him or hear about him, he makes himself this boogeyman who’s unstoppable. I’ve seen enough to know that bigger they are, the harder they fall, and Sicko is no exception to this narrative. I know he seems like a threat now, but to me he aint shit. Just like Niobe, he won’t be safe by any means necessary.
So Niobe and Sicko, watch your back because we comin hard at yall both. Jessie and I aren’t close to being tag material, but hey it doesn't matter because we just want to beat the shit out of two top champions before the night is done. Win or lose, I just want to beat some ass on Clash.
[From there it fades to the AW logo.]