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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Jun 7, 2015 1:52:19 GMT
Non Title Match: Johnny Ajax vs Shawn Star
Last week, Shawn Star took offense to Johnny Ajax standing up for the Queen of Wrestling Lillith Morgan-so he cost him a pin fall loss to Jack Owyns in the tag team main event. This week, Ajax gets vengeance against Star-as they meet one on one.
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Post by Johnny Ajax on Jun 7, 2015 2:50:47 GMT
(Camera Opens to bulletSCARS collected in a locker room, backstage after reDEFINE. The group is celebrating Jason and Brock's new tag team championships. Ajax notices the camera and pulls away)
Do we need any more introduction? Look at this. LOOK AT ALL OF THIS TALENT IN ONE ROOM!Trinidad James is jealous of us, we're ALL GOLD EVERYTHING!
The King of the Second City: 2CW Heavyweight Champion, and Grayson Shaw's worst nightmare: Declan Black!
The man who is going to beat the holy shit out of that punk motherfucker
Katherine: Language.
...Shawn Star's new teacher, Me!
And the New 2CW Tag Team Champions: My brothers from different mothers: Jason Richards and everyone's favorite Aussie: Brock WHITWORTH!
(The Group cheers loudly as they all toast with their various drinks)
But speaking of that dickhead, Shawn Star, I'll admit, I screwed up. I underestimated you. I just assumed you were some dumb rookie who talked too much trash, I assumed you needed a wake up call.
But tonight, I learned that Shawn Star is nothing more than a dipshit who just started a war he can't win.
Jason Richards: But Johnny! What about all of those fucks who wonder why you're defending Lillith?!
Well, that's simple Jason! There's only two women in this world that I love more than Lillith Morgan: My dear Katherine, and my mother.
Normally, I let John KO any fucks who want to take a crack at Lillith, but since He's still hurt, I have no problem stepping in.
This is what I enjoy the most in wrestling, other than winning titles, and traveling the world with my brothers, and my lady. I enjoy nothing more than taking mouthy, little shits like you, Star, and putting you in your god damn place.
Katherine: "John!"
I'm sorry dear, but I'm getting angry. I at least have the courtesy to wait until your pathetic excuse of a match is over, to kick your fucking head off. But you.. you had to cost me my match, with your sneaky little ass.
This was at first a warning, to tell you that you were biting off more than you can chew. You want to pick a fight with bulletSCARS? We are a family. Family isn't always blood, but family always stick together. You've picked a fight with the best this business has to offer, and the guys and gals who will knock your ass down a peg or two.
Family isn't always Blood, Shawn. But family always sticks together.
bulletSCARS is just getting started. Star, Shaw, Owyns, Caliband, Ciserano. You'll all feel just how real we are..
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Post by Johnny Ajax on Jun 10, 2015 9:19:10 GMT
(Johnny Ajax is shown, sitting in his apartment that he shares with Katherine Kensington, although Katherine is notably absent at the time)
You know Shawn, for a loudmouth, rookie, you sure have been silent lately. Are you finally getting the message that I tried to kick into your skull? Do you finally realize that you don't belong? Do you think that if you stay silent, if you just don't speak, that we'll just go away? Think again, Shawn. You started this fight, now you better show up to finish it.
I don't need a ring to beat your ass anymore, Shawn. I usually have a certain respect for my opponents, a respect that says "Wait until you meet in the ring. Never challenge your opponents outside of the ring." But guess what, fucker: That courtesy doesnt extend to you.
All of this started with you talking shit about Lillith Morgan, calling her a...
(Ajax turns around and looks at his computer)
"A hideous Punk Rock freak."
(Johnny turns back around, facing camera)
But then you tried your smoothest lines on her? Sounds like a typical case of your head and your dick aren't on the same page.
I gave you the warning, don't fuck with bulletSCARS. You attacked me right back.Y You stood your ground.
You better not bitch out now, Shawn. You want to spit in my fucking face? Hold up my title? You're about to get the ass kicking you deserve.
I pray you show up on reDefine this week. I don't give a damn if it's in the ring, backstage, the bar after the show, when I see you, your ass is mine, Shawn.
That my friend, is the bulletSCARS way, and we are for real.
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Post by Shawn Star on Jun 10, 2015 17:33:22 GMT
Lights are flashing everywhere, strobes are going off and the pulsating sounds of techno music are vibrating off of every wall. A sea of women are dancing-all at varying stages of undress. The camera cuts through the noise and the crowd-into a secluded lounge-where the blaring bass is mere background noise. Plush leather couches line the walls, alcohol is flowing like water, and in the center of it-The Bastard himself, Shawn Star.
“My friends, my friends, come-sit, drink, enjoy.”
Shawn sits down on a chair, and smiles as women walk around wearing what could conservatively be called napkins. He leans back, and chuckles.
“Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. Do you think you scare me? Do you think you intimidate me? No Mr. Ajax, you don’t. My silence? Well its been due to other undertakings of mine-and none of your damn concern. But still, you insist on prying, so I’ll let you know. At REDEFINE, you will stand across the ring from me, and you will feel pain as I show you just how much of a bastard I am.”
He laughs, leaning back on the couch.
“Bullet SCARS. Bullet SCARS? Do you think I care about bulletSCARS? Do you think I really give a single fuck about Bullet SCARS? I showed you at the end of REDEFINE, that I don’t need a team to take you out Johnny. I don’t need friends or associates to end you and take your title. My debut ended with me standing above you and holding your Heritage Title above MY head. I am the future Johnny, you my friend-are the past.”
He chuckles.
“You gave me a warning, you gave me notice, and I told turned it around and stuck a middle finger in your fucking face Johnny. I don’t care about bullet SCARS, and I don’t care about you. I’m the star of the show Johnny, and at REDEFINE-you’ll find out just that.”
He smiles and laughs as the camera fades out
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Post by Johnny Ajax on Jun 10, 2015 22:34:08 GMT
(Camera Opens to Johnny Ajax laughing, in his office, Shawn Star's promo has just ended on the computer screen. Ajax turns around in his office chair and addresses the camera.)
Katherine Kensington: What is so funny John?
Johnny Ajax: This dude is serious? He thinks some shitty techno and a watered down drink makes him a star? He's fresh out of wrestling school. He's had one match! Shawn, let me make one thing perfectly clear, you are NOT a star in anyone's eyes, but your own.
Shawn, let me give you a few tips on how to become a star in THIS business.
First off, you will never get anywhere by hanging out in nightclubs and pissing all of your money on cheap booze and random "friends" to party with you. If you want to keep your image of such a "Cool guy" then maybe you should take your party out of the ring.
Second, learn what you can really handle before you pick fights with people whom are better than you. I jump you, you jump me right back. I'll admit that takes balls, Shawn. But yes, I do have a pretty damned good group of friends, bulletSCARS.
Why should you be worried about them? Because they'll be watching my back. Who gives a fuck about bulletSCARS? Well seeing as every champion within this company runs together, I'd say 99.9% of people do, Shawn. But the thing is, I don't need them to fight my battles.
I'll stand across the ring from you, look you dead in the eye and do everything I said I would: Beat you down, wear you out, kick your teeth in, and maybe dive on you a few times for good measure. I'm a nearly 10 year veteran of this sport. You've had one match. I've beaten men with more talent in their pinky toe, than you have in your whole body.
I don't need my brothers to fight my battles for me, but I know they will be there to watch my back. You want to stand toe to toe with me Shawn? Perfect. I'll take you and beat your ass to whatever shitty nightclub you hang out with. You've had your chance to heed my words, and admit defeat, but now, I will beat it out of you.
(Camera Fades to black.)
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