Post by "The Real Deal" Jason O'Neal on Aug 16, 2020 9:37:47 GMT -5
*** The following except was filmed live on Clash 8/10. Due to time restrictions and tape delay censorship the footage was pulled for the literal smashing of a skull like a pumpkin and domestic violence. This clip shows what happened between Jason O'Neal and Sanchez after Sanchez showed the footage he showed. ***
:: Jason O'Neal has calmed to a methodical walk through the back stage area. He knows his destination. He knows the parking lot is where Sanchez will be. His baseball bat needed to feel flesh and bones tonight. With the unraveling of his life furthered by Sanchez revealing the source of the evidence that systematically did him in, Jason has spiraled even further. Random piece of equipment are smashed to pieces along the way. He is leaving a trail of destruction from the locker rooms to the parking lot.
"THE REAL DEAL" JASON O'NEAL: There you are Sanchez!! You fucking rat...
:: A random stadium staffer happens to be walking out of a rest room. Jason's intensity frightens him and his utter lack of any basis in reality confused the shit out of him...
RANDOM STAFFER: I'm not Sanchez, Mr. O'Neal, I am Scott Reynolds. I am the guy who...
:: Anyone with half a brain could determine what is next. Two-handed overhead swing to the top of the head cracked poor Scott's skull into a couple hundred little fragments. He was probably dead before he hit the ground. Jason simply steps over him, continuing his stroll to the parking lot...
"THE REAL DEAL" JASON O'NEAL: Everyone one is Sanchez.
:: In the parking lot he spots Sanchez scurrying to load and pack his belongings into his car. Jason walks similar Jason Voorhees with the baseball bat dragging the ground. It is in this moment Sanchez notices the deranged O'Neal about forty paces away and decides to twist the screw in a bit further.
DAVID SANCHEZ: You dumbass... I tried to keep you from the truth. You kept pushing and pushing you could not leave well enough alone. Now you know the truth. Yeah, I turned you in, but with evidence from little Miss Stephanie. (Jason stopped advancing at the sound of his wife's name) She was just trying to protect you, her, and little Gabriel.
:: The mention of his son's name sent Jason O'Neal to another level of hell. He charges after Sanchez. Sanchez calmly gets into his new BMW and starts the ignition and begins to drive away. As he finishes his reverse and shifts into drive, Jason's baseball bat crashes into the back window of the freshly minted BMW. Sanchez drives off leaving Jason O'Neal in a rage. His baseball bat caught the windows and headlights of surrounding cars indiscriminately. His rage is only broken by a familiar voice.
STEPHANIE O'NEAL: JASON!! STOP!!
:: Her pleas triggered Jason like a dog seeing a squirrel. Jason immediately stopped smashing cars.
"THE REAL DEAL" JASON O'NEAL: YOU BITCH!! YOU HELPED THE FUCKING RAT!!
:: He closed the distance between he and Stephanie who had just gotten wind that he was in the parking lot in a rampage. Stephanie shuddered in fear and was backed into a wall as Jason advanced.
STEPHANIE O'NEAL: I can explai...
:: Stephanie was struggling to breathe. Jason's left hand held her body pressed against the cinder-blocked wall by her throat. The bat, in the right hand, pressed against Stephanie's temple. Jason was like a great white who had a taste of blood. The frenzy was on and all he could see was red. Killing her in this moment might be better than Sanchez. It would be such a cathartic release. SMACK!! Jason stumbled backward. Greg Johnson caught him off guard with a clubbing right hand.
GREG JOHNSON: BOY, THAT'S MY DAUGHTER.
:: As Jason shakes out the cob webs, Greg Johnson continues.
GREG JOHNSON: No matter how mad you get and you have every right to get mad, YOU DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER!!
:: Jason smiles as a trickle of blood rolls from his lip. Jason walks calmly forward leading Greg to believe the touch of insanity had warn off. CRACK!! Jason hit Greg Johnson in the femur. When Greg Johnson went down Jason proceeded to swing and violently connected at least three times to the torso area of his father-in-law. A swarm of security guards rounded the corner and Jason cracked the ribs of the first few with the bat as they came in hot. Eventually, the numbers game caught up to O'Neal and he was subdued. The camera faded away from the scene and went into a replay of Jason O'Neal's path of destruction...