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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Apr 8, 2015 19:08:14 GMT
JAMES SILKK vs JACK OWYNS
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Post by Jack Owyns on Apr 12, 2015 18:14:18 GMT
GIVE IT TO ME!
NO, I’m the camera man. |
The footage was shaky; incredibly shaky. This wasn’t a case of Parkinson’s disease, either, but, instead, two men fighting for control over who held the camera. In the background, off screen, there was the sound of a table breaking, and the moan of a man in agony could be heard quite distinctively. The camera spun in a rapid fashion, and the face of Jack Owyns came into view.
SILKKK! So you, YOU, have become the unluckiest man fuckin’ alive huh? Did you know that? Were you aware of this tidbit of fuckin’ information? NO!? You did not know, nobody told you about this? HA! Well, let me tell you, let me point it out to you. Let me draw you a fuckin’ mental picture, alright.
April 18th, 2015, inside the 2CW arena in front of an unpacked crowd—HA—located in the windy city, Chicago fuckin’ Illinois, stood two men, one the Villain—yes, yes my fuckin’ nickname is the Villain, which I must state, NO, I never chose the nickname, but the nickname was given to me by people that I left behind in my path of destruction. A long list that I just don’t feel like or have the time to go through from start to finish. Just take my word for it, I guess or wait for the 18th and experience if first hand.
And then on the other side of the ring, the abstract – the abstract eh? So what, you supposed to be some fuckin’ piece of art are you? Hmm… Well, you know what, I’m going to bring that nickname alive for you on the 18th; damn right I will. By the time the last bell rings – DING FUCKIN’ DING’ – You SILKK will lay as an art piece by my two fuckin’ hands.
The ring will be painted in your blood; your nose will be shifted to the right after it meets my ‘Villainous knee’. Your front teeth and bottom teeth will be scattered around the ring after you meet – Yep, that’s fuckin’ right --another ‘Villainous Knee’. Your chest will be caved in after I back you into the turnbuckle and unleash with ‘Jack Unleashed’. Then to top it all off, I'll knock you the fuck out with ‘The Villain Connection.”
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Then James Silkk, you will indeed live up to your nickname ‘The Abstract’ James Silkk, courtesy, of course, to me, JACK ‘The Villain’ OWYNS.
Listen, I don’t care who you are, I don’t care what the fuck you have accomplished. Championships you’ve won and lost, or how many years of experience you have. It all means shits to me, boy. Do you get that? All that matters is this; you lose; I win, and that is that.
Game fuckin’ over, Mr. James Silkk. |
Jack Owyns smirked and then the footage went black.
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Post by abstractsilkk on Apr 14, 2015 2:41:45 GMT
[The is backstage at a rock concert. The crowd can be heard cheering as the front man closes the show, and the band heads backstage-past the camera. The last person to leave the stage is James Silkk who smiles and takes the camera]
"So, I know. I know what you're asking. Jack Owyns, who the hell is Jack Owyns? The Villain? The Villain? Oh my friend, you don't know the things I've done. No, no sir I don't think you do. Ask Pariah about the coma he was in for over a month after he faced me. Kerry Windsor? Ask him where he's been since I beat him. Hell, Hanson had to start sucking a lot of dick after we ran him out of PWX-that's the only way Lee would employ him."
[James pauses, setting the camera on a ledge.]
"I must apologize. Name dropping all these times and events me places-things etched in a hallway long since closed off. A different chapter, a different book. Today I stand before you a man reborn. A man ready to atone for his sins....a man-whose not quite ready to be a hero."
[He smirks again, looking around the green room.]
"Is that what this is Jack? You're the villain-that must make me the hero right? You're the Joker and I'm Batman. The Dr. No to my James Bond. Ultron to my Tony Stark. Is that what you think of this Jack? I've taken beating after beating in my life. Have you taken one of Ryan Kidds super kicks? Or one of Pariahs elbows? Your "villains knees" doesn't mean a fucking thing to me Jack. You can list all the tag lines and moves you want to-and it doesn't scare me. Jack-it's like a soldier going back onto the battlefield. I've seen death, and I've kicked his fucking teeth in. I've met God, and I've met the devil. Both of them have had their Dreams Killed. On April 18th-in front of the fans, in the house that THEY built. Not only will I be your Dream Killer, but for you, we'll play the Dead Mans Ballet one last time. After you? I'm sighting my sights on Troy Stone, and the 2CW Championship...."
[he smiles as we fade to black]
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