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Climax Control Archives / When Tei-Mea goes wrong...

« on: August 23, 2012, 09:07:08 PM »

 
The scene opens up at the Hansar Hotel in Bangkok. For those of you that have never heard of it, which I’m sure is everyone except JHH... It’s the top of the line as far as hotels go in Bangkok. It holds so many awards for its services and facility, that it would be too much to name them all. So I will spare you on all the fancy accolades.

As the camera comes into focus; we are brought into a very luxurious suite occupied by DJ Williams and Ashton Gibbs. Actually…I don’t even think the word luxurious does this room justice. Because this place is off the chain…It’s sick…It’s dope…Or any other word you care to use to express this location. I could sit here and try to describe the room in great detail, but once again I don’t think even my remarkable words of imagery could paint an accurate picture. Besides I don’t have the time and I would much rather get into the heart of this promo. So peep the photo below so you have some understanding of what I’m talking about.



My Bad…Wrong photo…Actually I think this is a picture of the rooms most of the other SCW superstars are staying at. I think Mr. Ward and Mr. Underwood wanted to watch their expenses. I mean after they shelled out all that money for the cruise at SummerXXX; they had to make some sacrifices for this Asian tour. So some of the unfortunate souls, that are low on the SCW pecking order, were put up in these rooms I believe.

However this is not our location and I don’t feel like looking for another photo. So let’s just do this. Imagine to yourself the perfect hotel room… All the bells and whistles that you would love to have in your dream suite…Ok…Do you have an image in your head?... Good…Now that’s exactly what this place looks like.
At first glance there doesn’t appear to be anyone here, but after a few moments we are greeted to the sound of an angel…Ok not really an Angel…but we hear Ashton, who appears to be singing. The camera moves in the direction of this beautiful sound, which is coming from the bathroom area. As we get closer we hear the sound of water running in the shower, and we are able to make out the words. Let’s listen in as the camera continues walking towards the bathroom.

Ashton Gibbs:

“The fancy cars, the women and the caviar, you know who we are, cause we pimpin all over the world…And I'm like… Heyy girl how ya doin, you are the woman that I'm really pursuin… I would like to get To know ya…can you gimme ya name… if you jot down ya number you'll get mine in exchange… Heyy
See I'm the man of this town, and I hope you would'nt mind if I showed you around, so when you Go to certain places you'll be thinkin of me, we got people to meet and many places to see… Heyy I'm really diggin ya lips,but be careful where you walkin when you swingin them hips, I'm kinda concerned that you'll be causin a crash wit ya traffc jam booty, heads pausin so fast…”

Finally the camera gets to the doorway of the bathroom. As we poke inside we see Ashton standing there in a clear glass shower…Now I know what you’re thinking…but don’t worry…the glass is steamed up from the hot water…so we are being blocked from a naked Ashton. All we are able to see is his head and feet. Ashton continues serenading us with this classic Ludacris song. However even the great ones get a little pitchy from time to time

Ashton Gibbs:

“OOOOHHHHH…The fancccyyy cars…the womeennnn and the cavierrr, you know who I ammmm…cause I’m pimpin all over the wooorrlld”

Now don’t make fun of him for his singing talents. Every one of us thinks we’re the next American Idol when we’re in the shower…Ashton is no different….So just keep the comments to yourself. In fact…let’s give this man his privacy…He doesn’t need us watching him while he’s doing his thing. The camera backs out of the bathroom and closes the door. This muffles the sound of Ashton has the camera gets further away.

Ten Minutes Later

Ashton comes walking out looking fresh to death. He is wearing the complimentary Hansar white bathrobe and matching slippers. He has a big smile on his face and appears to be in a delightful mood. He walks over to the big bay window in the room and looks out at the city of Bangkok. Let’s just pause for a moment and take in the sight with him… Once again for those of you smart enough…try to imagine your perfect setting…This is exactly what Ashton sees…However his attention turns elsewhere as the hotel phone begins to ring. He walks over and quickly answers it.

Ashton Gibbs:

HEEELLLLOOOO?

There’s a pause while someone is talking on the other end. Now I could give you the dialog of the other side of this phone call…so you know who it is and what they’re saying…but come on…that’s not realistic…You can’t actually hear the other person if you’re just standing in the room…unless it’s on speaker of course…but this call is not. So let’s just do our best to guess what the other person is saying. Besides Ashton is about to help fill us in on who it is.

Ashton Gibbs:

J. Hawkes…What’s happenin’ white chocolate?

There’s a pause, but I’m pretty sure it’s JHH III on the phone. He’s probably going to say how his day is going great and ask Ashton what he’s doing.

Ashton Gibbs:

Just chillin’ in the room right now man. These are some pretty sweet digs here.

Another pause. By the way for those of you who didn’t catch on…Sweet digs = awesome room…Thought I would help you out for those that were lost…Anyway back to the call. I’m sure JHH is agreeing that it is indeed a “sick” room.

Ashton Gibbs:

Ya…good looking out man…You’re right….DC does deserve the finest.

Pause. So it appears the resident rich kid has paid for Ashton and DJ to be staying in this room. Right now JHH is probably explaining that now that he’s a part of the Dream Chaserz, that it’s nothing but the finest for everyone in the group. I’m sure he is throwing out some other comments about how rich he is and how awesome it is to have money. He might even be talking about Simpson…Too be honest I’m not totally sure what he’s saying….It’s actually a long ass pause and Ashton hasn’t talked for a while.

Ashton Gibbs:

Nah…DJ ain’t around right now…Think his ass is still in the gym downstairs…He saw that state of the art fitness room and I haven’t seen him much since.

So I think it’s safe to assume JHH asked if DJ was around.

Ashton Gibbs:

I’ll let him know you called though.

JHH probably told Ashton he was looking to talk to him. Team meeting or something along those lines.

Ashton Gibbs:

Sounds good…Aight…We’ll hit you up a little later

There’s a few more moments of talking on the other end before Ashton hangs up the phone, but I’m sure it wasn’t important. JHH probably just said his farewell and ended with how awesome this all is now that DC has come together.

Ashton walks over to one of the tables in the room and sits down. He begins looking over a few papers and brochures that are there. What is it, you ask? Well that’s none of your damn business…Maybe you guys and girls will find out later, but it’s not important for now. What is important is that just then DJ comes walking through the door. He is wearing a pair of black athletic shorts and a white D-Block shirt (which is on sale now). He looks to be sweating quite heavily as he walks over to Ashton.

Ashton Gibbs:

What’s up playa? You coming from the gym?

DJ Williams:

You know it…

Ashton Gibbs:

Figures…Don’t matter what country we in…You always at the gym…

DJ Williams:

You say it like it’s a bad thing. Maybe you should get your ass in there from
time to time…

Ashton Gibbs:

Please…I look damn good already…I ain’t got time for all that!

DJ looks over Ashton who is just sitting there looking nice and relaxed in his robe and slippers. No time my ass he thinks.

DJ Williams:

Clearly…So what’s the good word man?

Ashton Gibbs:

Not a lot…You’re boy just called.

DJ Williams:

Who?

Ashton Gibbs:

J. Hawkes.

DJ Williams:

Oh yea? White Chocolate? What he have to say?

Ashton Gibbs:

Not a lot. Just wanted to see how we liked the crib (Pauses)…At least there’s one positive to him being a part of DC…Our asses are going to be living in style while he’s around!

DJ gets a serious look on his face like he doesn’t agree with what was said.

DJ Williams:

There’s more to that kid than just the money he flashes. That dude has some serious talent. Everyone will see soon enough.

Ashton Gibbs:

I’m just playin’…You know I think highly of him too…Anyway he wants us to hit him up later…Talk some shop about plans for Climax Control and what not…

DJ Williams:

Shit…I’ll just hit him up right now!

Without hesitation DJ begins walking over to the phone, but Ashton calls out to him to get him to stop.

Ashton Gibbs:

Just hold up on all that for awhile. That shit can wait…

DJ gets a confused look on his face and walks back over to the table and Ashton.

DJ Williams:

Why? What’s up?

Ashton Gibbs:

I’m just saying…this whole week you’ve been running around like a man on a mission. We haven’t taken the time to just stop and enjoy this fucking city. This SCW tour is kind of like a vacation my man…We need to live it up a little here in Bangkok if you ask me.

DJ Williams:

I hear ya, but there will be a time for that later….Right now though…it’s time to press on with our DC plans…We made our impact last week on Climax Control and it ain’t time to stop now…That’s why I’ve been busting my ass so much lately. I’m in that gym making sure I’m as prepared as possible. And it’s crucial we talk with the boys to make sure DC is all on the same page for this week.

Ashton Gibbs:

I know my man…But let’s not get ourselves all burnt out right away either. As your manager, why don’t you actually listen to what I’m saying for once…Let’s go out and see what Bangkok has to offer for awhile. Get your mind off SCW for a bit and clear your head.

It appears that what Ashton has said sunk in with DJ. A look of calm settles over his face and he takes a seat in one of the chairs at the table.

DJ Williams:

Ok…so what you got in mind boss?

Ashton Gibbs:

Well as you can see I’ve been doing my research here on Bangkok.

Ashton starts shuffling through the previously mentioned brochures and paperwork. He shows them and puts them in front of DJ.

Ashton Gibbs:

I have a little Thai dictionary here….So I can pick up on some of the words of the natives. Also I have these brochures and I think I found the perfect thing to clear your head.

DJ Williams:

What’s that?

Ashton Gibbs:

Trust me…I got this…You just go shower up and get ready.

DJ gives his manager a look like “what  the hell do you have planned for us.” He pauses for a few moments then quietly gets up and heads to the shower. Ashton sits there with a big smile on his face as the scene ends.

One Hour Later

The scene opens to a shot of DJ and Ashton standing on the sidewalk staring at something. The camera zooms in as DJ has a look of disgust and Ashton has a very giddy look on his face.

DJ Williams:

Of course this is what you had in mind.

The camera turns away from the two and focuses in on a sign that they are looking at.



Ashton Gibbs:

What? What’s wrong with getting a little massage?

DJ Williams:

Not a damn thing…But we have a world famous spa right in our hotel. We could have had them bring a table right up to our room. Why would we come to this place? This place looks like a dump!

Ashton Gibbs:

Just trust me man. I read that this was the place to be for a traditional Thai massage!

DJ Williams:

What’s so great about this place?

Ashton Gibbs:

Two words my man….Happy….Ending….I read that this place has a happy ending like no other!

And there it is…The kicker…Ashton brought DJ off the beaten path of Bangkok to experience the ultimate happy ending. Ashton continues holding the smile on his face as he walks into the building. DJ stands there shaking his head at his manager, but follows shortly after.

The scene opens back up inside of the massage parlor. As soon as DJ and Ashton walk in there is an older Thai lady standing there staring at them. As you look around the room you see a bunch of older Thai paintings and furniture. You definitely get the feeling that this place has been around for a long time. After a few moments the older women approaches them.

Older Thai Woman:

You want massage?

Ashton Gibbs:

Yes we do

The older woman stares at them both for a few minutes. Then out of nowhere starts yelling and clapping.

Older Thai Woman:
>[Insert loud, angry, fast talking Thai words here]

Without hesitation a bunch of sexy Thai women come running out from the back. They begin to line up in a row by one of the walls. They all have on robes and doesn’t appear to be much underneath. Ashton stands there and has a tough time restraining himself. He has the biggest grin on his face and he is rubbing his hands together. DJ is standing there with a look of amazement. I think he is shocked to see all these beautiful women working at a place like this. He thought the girls would be as bad as the building they were in, but he had to give his manager credit on this one. He found a good place. The older women breaks the silence.

Older Thai Women:

You choose!!

Ashton Gibbs:

Oh shit...We get to have anyone we want, huh?

DJ and Ashton both look over all the smiling women to determine which one they like best. It’s harder than you might think….Because even though I hate to say it…The majority of them look alike. Ashton nudges DJ.

Ashton Gibbs:

I’ll let you go ahead and have the first choice my man!

Without hesitation DJ points to the second one on the left. She is the tallest one of the bunch. She gets a big smile on her face and begins walking towards them. DJ leaves Ashton’s side and goes to meet her in the middle. Ashton yells out to his boy.

Ashton Gibbs:

Hold up man. I was reading you need to ask for the special ending. You need to say the correct Thai word.

DJ Williams:

I’m sure I can figure it out..

Ashton Gibbs:

I don’t know man… I read you…

DJ Williams:

Listen I know the language is different. But I’m pretty sure there’s a universal
language when it comes to that sort of thing. If nothing else I can just use hand signals to tell her.

And with that DJ quickly walks away from his manager. The girl grabs him by the hand and takes him to one of the private backrooms. The camera focuses back on Ashton, who is still standing there staring at the remaining women. He has a look like he doesn’t know which one to pick. Just then the older Thai woman starts yelling at Ashton.

Older Thai Woman:

[Insert bunch of angry Thai words here]

Ashton Gibbs:

Whoa…Easy….

Older Thai Woman:

You chose now!

Ashton Gibbs:

Damn… give me a second. You don’t interrupt a black man when he’s staring at a buffet of Thai women! Jeez

The older woman has no idea what he just said and continues to give him an impatient look. Finally Ashton points to the one right in the middle. She comes walking over and grabs him by the hand and takes him to the back.

Fifteen Minutes go by.

The camera then opens to DJ’s room. He is lying on his stomach, with only a towel covering his waist, while the women his massaging his shoulders. He has a look of relaxation on his face. Then the camera switches to a different room, where Ashton is in the same position. Both massages appear to be going great, but time is ticking and both men decide to make a move for their happy ending. However, only one of them goes according to plan. Let’s find out who messes this up, shall we?

First DJ is up. We go back to his room and see the shoulders still getting rubbed. After few more moments DJ lifts his upper body and slowly rotates so he can see the girl. He gives her a hand signal for a hand job (If you don’t know what signal I am describing…then you have a lot of problems…and should probably stop reading this). A smile comes to her face and in a very cute, sexy, broken English voice says:

Thai Massager #1:

You want happy massage?

DJ Williams:

Ya...

Thai Massager #1:

Ok…You turn over now…

DJ does as she says, and the Happy Massage begins. Now I can’t describe to you or show you anymore. Things will get a little to rated R for all that, but I just wanted to show you how easy it was. DJ didn’t need a special code word. Just a simple hand gesture is all it took. So now that we saw that…Let’s take a look at how Ashton fares.

We start off in the same situation as before. Ashton is very happy to be getting his shoulders rubbed. However he is ready for his special ending. So he sits there and racks his brain trying to remember the code word he needed to use. When he finally figures it out he turns to her and says.

Ashton Gibbs:

Tei-Mea!!!

The girl looks at Ashton as if she was surprised he said that. She pauses for a moment then responds.

Thai Massager #2:

You want Tei-Mea?

Ashton Gibbs:

Hell ya baby…Tei-Mea me!!!

She nods her head in approval as Ashton spins around onto his back. The girl bows to him and walks out of the room. Ashton’s smile he had slowly turns to confusion.

Ashton Gibbs:

Whoa…Where you going baby? What? You just going to get some more oils and lube or what?

After few moments a different Thai massage lady comes walking into the room. The look of confusion on Ashton’s face lifts.

Ashton Gibbs:

Oh…so you’re the one who does the happy endings…Good…well let’s get started. How about you lose that robe for this?

Thai Massager #3:

Ok.

And with that the Thai women removes her robe she was wearing. Underneath is nothing but her bare breasts and panties. Don’t worry SCW censor team. Her boobs are blacked out on the camera. Ashton stares and gets a very excited look on his face.

Ashton Gibbs:

Why stop there? How about those too?

He points to her panties. The woman nods her approval and begins to remove them. The camera turns completely aware from her because that’s too much to black out. We need to be sure this promo will have an appropriate rating so it can air. The camera just focuses on Ashton’s face. He watches as she must still be removing her panties. However something clearly changes as a look of terror comes across Ashton’s face. He starts speaking incoherent words.

Ashton Gibbs:

Wha….No…You have…NNOOOO…No Tei-Mea!!! I don’t like…Bang…..COCK!!!!!

Yes that’s right boys and girls. Tei-Mea means tranny! (Actually I’m pretty sure I just made that word up, because I don’t know how to speak Thai…and I’m too lazy to look it up…but for the purpose of this promo anyway Tei-mea=tranny). Now I know what you’re thinking… How lame and stereotypical is this joke? Bang-Cock?…. Tranny? Really? You’re thinking everyone with a childish mind can come up with this same lame joke….Well… sorry I’m not above all of that….I think Bangkok is a funny word…And also given a recent twitter war…where someone called someone else a tranny…I thought… why not include one in my promo…So back off me… Sorry I digress…Let’s get back to the scene.

Ashton quickly jumps off the table, faster than Usain Bolt in the 100 meters. He backs up to the furthest wall and knocks things all over the place in the process. The Tei-Mea pays no attention to this and starts walking closer to him (camera only shows her from neck above). Ashton throws his arms over his face and yells out

Ashton Gibbs:

NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

And with that the camera leaves the scene of this room. Now don’t go drawing any conclusions. No sexual acts were performed. And there was no physical violence from Ashton towards the Tei-Mea…Truth is I just don’t want to show a grown man cry…And yes… Ashton was reduced to tears in that room. I mean come on…I’m sure you would all too if you just saw what he had to see. He thought he was going to get the ultimate happy ending…instead he got Bang-COCKED…Sorry I had to throw that word in there one last time.

So let’s switch scenes back to DJ’s room. All the acts are now done in this room as we see the women left and he is there by himself putting his clothes back on. After he is done he walks out of the room and past the room Ashton is in. He can hear that banging and screaming that we just described earlier. He walks by and with a smile on his face just shakes his head. He doesn’t bother finding out what is going on in there. He has been around Ashton for too many years to expect anything but craziness going down in there. So he just walks back to main lobby, pays the lady at the counter, walks out of the building, and waits outside.

Fifteen Minutes Later

The camera shows DJ standing on the sidewalk; just then the door of the building opens, and out comes Ashton. He has a look of defeat on his face. Meanwhile DJ is standing there with a big satisfied look on his. Ashton walks up to DJ like a pouting puppy.

DJ Williams:

I have to give it to you man. Finally you came up with a great idea. That’s just what I needed to relax….But why the hell do you look so sorry right now?

Ashton Gibbs:

(Softly whispers) Tei-Mea.

DJ Williams:

Tei-Mea?

Ashton Gibbs:

(Even softer) Tei-Mea.

DJ Williams:

Look I don’t know what the hell language you speaking now, but let’s get out of here. Now that my mind is right… it’s time to get back to work.

And with that they begin to walk away from this special massage parlor. DJ glowing like he just blew his….I’ll stop right there…and Ashton walking slowly behind repeating that same sad word.

This scene end….But it’s not the end…Continue below to hear DJ’s take on everything SCW.




Welcome To D-Block

I’ve been trying to tell you!!! I’ve been trying to tell all of you!!! The last month I’m been saying…now that I’m back in SCW…things are going to change in a big way around here!!! And as you all saw last Sunday on Climax Control…I wasn’t playing!!

Now maybe you didn’t take my initial acts seriously enough…When I made my return by attacking Matt Barnes and Jamie Staggs… Maybe that didn’t register high enough on the impact scale for ya’ll. And I’m guessing me backing up that attack, by dismantling Jamie at SummerXXtreme, still didn’t do the trick either….No…Because you see…I still wasn’t receiving the attention I thought I
deserved…Not even close.

So I guess you could say I was feeling a little disrespected. Here I was making my return and showing to everyone in those appearances that people needed to take me for real…And I felt nothing…My name wasn’t ringing out the way I thought it should be. So that’s when I decided I needed to make an even bigger statement. And that’s just what I did by joining the Dream Chaserz!!!!

Now why did I join DC? Well I saw pros and cons from both sides of it. So believe me it’s a decision I thought about long and hard, but in the end it was just too good of a match!!!

You see I could have remained solo. Continue making my mark by singling out people one at a time...Whooping their ass and moving on to the next one….Sure I could have kept up with that same tired routine, but it just didn’t seem appealing to me. It would have taken too damn much time to get to where I wanted to go, and I’m not a patient guy by nature. No…I enjoy my rewards much sooner…So why not roll with a group that would get me to where I wanted to go much quicker!!!

Now I know what ya’ll are thinking…how does DJ Williams fit with the others of DC? You all see Sean Williams. A dude that has a totally different private lifestyle than me, and you can’t grasp how I would be able to vibe with him. Or you see JHH, aka White Chocolate, and wonder how I could relate to a “spoiled rich kid.” Or even someone like Brooklyn, that girl just seems to bring on drama wherever she goes. So why would I want to be a part of all that? What do I have in common with them?

The answer is greed…We are all some greedy ass bitches…Now don’t get it twisted…Greed is a good thing. So many people look at that word and immediately think the worst, but that’s far from the truth. Regardless of what you’re out there chasin’…Whether it’s money…Whether it’s titles…Or whether it’s simply just power and respect…It don’t matter. You need to have that greed to achieve these things. And that rings even more true in this wrestling world. If you don’t have that trait in this game, then you better just be content with the undercard and little success.  

But no one in this group is lacking greed. We all hungry and want greatness now! That’s what I see when I look at my new powerful group. That’s what makes me look past all that little petty shit. Sure I don’t agree with Sean’s lifestyle completely, but that’s his personal business. As long as the dude comes to ball in the ring, that’s what matters to me. And with JHH, that dude might be hungrier than all of us. Everyone around here in SCW looks at him as a joke. They see him as a walking punch line and don’t take him seriously. Well they are about to find out how wrong they are. That dude has talent that no one is even aware of yet. And he’s more than ready to make it known. And for Brooklyn, I love that her fine ass is out there causing drama. She wants to be known as the baddest bitch in SCW, and I have no doubt, she has the drive to not stop until she proves it.

Now a lot of folks around here have been talking quite a bit about DC this past week. A lot of talk about how we are a joke…A group of mid-card talent…And that we shouldn’t be taken seriously….You know what I think of all that? Fuck off… Because you are all talking shit that makes no damn sense. You say that you have nothing to fear with us…Yet you can’t help but continuously mention our names? How does that work? I would think if I thought someone is truly beneath me, that I wouldn’t even give them the time of day. That’s how I would handle that situation.

But truthfully all of you come off like fucking idiots. It’s quite obvious that you don’t even believe your own words at this point. You are all standing there with one foot in your mouth and the other one in your own ass…Which would be impressive…if it wasn’t so damn pathetic…Listen it’s clear that you fear us... Shit I would too if I was ya’ll… If I saw a new group of young talent coming together that was about to take over the game…I would have fear too…But I wouldn’t act like a bunch of bitches like you...You guys all sit back and aren’t sure how to handle the situation. So you just talk in a bunch of circles and resort to kiddy games like making fun of our group name. You call our Dream Chaserz name the worst stable name in history…Good one…It’s clear you’re all reading the same “Insults for Dummies” books, because ya’ll keep saying the same lame shit…So come on…make this a little fun and try to step up your games a little bit.

Because truth is…you can sit there and make all the jokes you want…you can make your little cracks about our group name if that makes you feel better…But at the end of the day you’re going to realize that DC ain’t going anywhere… We’re fo’ real…And you’re going to need to take us seriously.

Besides I don’t think either of the stables here in SCW is in position to look down on us…I mean come on…NXT…Really…I have never seen a sorrier group in my life…they act all big and bad but that’s just because they have like a thousand members…Spike will take any fool that wants to join…Just because you have all those members don’t make you tough…Shit it takes three of your guys to equal anyone in DC…I don’t even think I have to continue with the fact that I whipped up on Jamie Staggs…So let’s just let that be…Then you have the Sin…Shit most of them don’t even wrestle anymore. Synn… Boswell… Fanasia…I never see any of them in that ring…Now I know what you will say…They are legends in this game…They have done more before my time than I will even know…Well that’s all good and great…But what have you done lately…Really all I see is a tag team that has had no real competition to this point…A joke of a Heavyweight Champion…or is he even a champ anymore…I don’t even know…And they have the Bombshell Roulette champion, who can’t hold a flame to Brooklyn…Pretty much I just see a bunch of trash mixed in with wash ups…Not a good look…Besides how much worth can you give to a group that doesn’t even come and save a member when he is being attacked…am I right Gabriel?

Listen Gabby…I have seen you on twitter complaining about how we ambushed you…Well boo fucking hoo. Get over it…Truth is…DC was looking to make it’s mark…and seeing as how Sean had beef with you…that means DC has beef with you…which made you the target of choice.

Not don’t play yourself guy…We didn’t need all of us to beat you. Either one of us could have done the job one on one…You’re not that fucking special…But believe me…We got a lot of enjoyment out of all of us kicking your ass!!! And you know what I’m getting even more enjoyment out of?

The backlash…You see I love that I have this “target” on my back that you say I have now. I’m not running and hiding from it…Hell no…I love that shit…I can’t wait for people to try and retaliate. I will be right here waiting…Jamie Staggs said I had a “target” on my back when I jumped him….He wanted some revenge too…And look how that turned out!!

Now that I think back on it Gabby…you were the perfect mark for our attack. For some reason people look at you like a made guy here in SCW. They see you as the first Heavyweight Champion and as the current tag champ…and everyone thinks you’re untouchable…But boy did we prove them wrong… Anyone can get got…And I think we let that be known….No one is safe…And everyone is on our radar…So Gabby…You say you and everyone is going to be coming at us now…Well I say that’s just fine by me…But just remember …we still coming after ya’ll too!!

I can’t wait for this match on Sunday…It’s going to be huge…You have all the elements in this match to make it a classic. Revenge….Actual wrestlers with talent in myself and Sean…Two bombshells ready to tear each other apart for the Title…And…And…What am I forgetting here…Oh yeah the retarded-grown-ass-man-child that seems to get lost in all of this. All I have to say about you little guy is…just stay the hell out of my way…Go back and play with that damn little stuffed teddy bear of yours…and leave this match to the real men…Okay sport…..

Damn this is going to be a fun one!!!

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Supercard Archives / Guys hide your wives....Ashton's here

« on: August 10, 2012, 10:29:15 PM »

  Setting: The Royal Monarch Cruise Liner
Exact Location: Tiki Bar on upper deck
Time: Friday. Late Morning

As the scene opens we see Ashton Gibbs standing next to an empty Tiki Bar. He is wearing a pair of black board shorts, white tank top, blade shades, and a white visor tilted to the side. As we watch him he appears to be losing his patience. He is looking in many different directions and appears to be searching for something.

Ashton Gibbs:

Yo…Little help here!

Ashton’s demand goes unheard, as there is still no one else in the picture. He stops looking around for a moment and leans over the bar. As the camera zooms in on his face we see a look of exhaustion and defeat. He really doesn’t look like the normal lively and chipper person we are used to seeing. There’s showing from his face and he just looks drained. He remains leaning there staring down at the bar.

Ashton Gibbs:

Damn…what does a brotha gotta do to get a drink around here?

And as if god answered his prayer; a younger male cruise line employee emerges from the back. He is wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a white button down shirt. He walks right up to Ashton, who doesn’t realize that the bartender as appeared.

Bartender:

Can I help you sir?

Ashton Gibbs:

Wha….

Ashton jumps up and appears spooked. Actually we see a half-cocked fist pop up when he hears the voice.

Bartender:

Sorry sir… I didn’t mean to startle you.

Ashton lowers his hand and relaxes after this overreaction. He doesn’t respond right away. Instead he slowly takes a seat on one of the bar stools. The way he is moving he appears like he is really out of it. Ashton raises his head up to the bartender.

Ashton Gibbs:

I need a strong drink my man…

Bartender:

Oh…ok…well usually we don’t open up this bar until 11:00. I’m actually just getting here to get stuff set up and ready to go. If you come back in a little bit I should be ready to go.

Ashton gets a look of disgust on his face. He looks down at the watch on his wrist.

Ashton Gibbs:

Fifteen minutes…you’re going to make me wait fifteen minutes….I don’t think so…Listen…this is what we’re going to do. My ass is going to stay sitting right here, you’re going to put a drink in my hand, and then you can go on with your setup bullshit.

The kid stands there looking stunned at the orders Ashton just gave him. I’m sure on the inside he wants to tell this customer off. However you can see in his face that he realizes that wouldn’t be his best move to turn down this angry black guy. A smile comes across his face as he says..

Bartender:

Sure…I don’t see why I can’t make that happen for you…So what can I get ya?

Ashton Gibbs:

Jack and Coke.

The kid goes back and makes the drink for Ashton. He wastes no time bringing it to him, and Ashton waits even less time slamming back a big drink. Seeing Ashton in this aggressive state is pretty new to us. He’s usually one that stays pretty loose and joke around, but clearly there is something bothering him. The bartender tries to make small talk while he sets up behind the bar.

Bartender:

So looks like you really needed that drink. Biting the hair of the dog, huh?

Ashton Gibbs:

(Confused look) What you saying to me?

Bartender:

You know…just an expression for curing your hangover with more booze..

Ashton Gibbs:

Please…I can handle a hangover…It’s this damn devil boat that has been getting the best of me.

Bartender:

Oh I see….Feeling sea sick, huh?

Ashton Gibbs:

Well…I’ve been on this fucking boat for five days now…or however long it’s been…and I have been puking my guts out over half that time…Plus I haven’t been able to eat…And haven’t been able to sleep…So yeah I think it’s fair to say I’m feeling sea sick.

Bartender:

Damn…sounds rough…I can see why you needed that drink so bad.

And with that the camera fades out…..

1 Hour Later…

The scene opens back up to the same Tiki Bar location. We still see Ashton sitting there, but now there are a few other customers there as well. Also his mood as appeared to change completely, as he is now seen talking to everyone around him. He has a big smile on his face and looks like he is cracking jokes with the bartender. Just then a sexy blonde comes walking up in a pink swimsuit and sits at the end of the bar. She requests (insert girly drink here). The bartender obliges and makes it for here. As he drops it off for her; Ashton yells out.

Ashton Gibbs:

Yo my man…Put that drink on my tab.

The woman accepts as she smiles and cheers her drink in the air towards Ashton. He takes that as a sign that she must want him to come over and talk to her. He approaches with a big smile on his face and takes a seat right next to her.

Ashton Gibbs:

So how are you doing today beautiful?

Women:

Can’t complain. Look at where we are.

She looks around this luxurious ship. As she does Ashton can’t help himself, as he sneaks a peak at her great body in that pink swimsuit.

Ashton Gibbs:

Damn…so what are you doing here by yourself shorty?

Women:

Thought I would come grab a drink while my husband runs around chasing after the wrestlers looking for autographs.

Ashton Gibbs:

Oh…so you’re married huh?

The woman flashes the ring in front of Ashton’s face that he never noticed earlier. She flashes a fake smile while she shows him

Women:

Yup…in fact…we on our honeymoon right now.

Ashton Gibbs:

You’re honeymoon?

She nods as Ashton gets a shocked look on his face. It sounds like her husband is the ultimate douchebag. He takes this as his opportunity to make a move on the married girl.

Ashton Gibbs:

Damn…sounds like you found yourself a winner girl. Instead of taking your ass on a romantic cruise for just the two of you…Like your fine ass deserves…He brings you here so he can chase after all his wrestling heroes…and leaves you all alone? Wow… hubby of the year…He even makes Bobby Brown look great right about now!

Women:

Yeah…but I’m used to it. This is how it was before marriage too. He never makes time for me…But oh well…I could think of worse places to be right now…So I’m just going to enjoy it and make the most of it.

Ashton Gibbs:

But your fine ass shouldn’t have to make the most of it…You need a real man that knows how to treat you just right!

Women:

Think so? Maybe someone like yourself?

Ashton Gibbs:

I’m saying baby…I’m the ultimate gentlemen…I know how to take care of my women..

Women:

Yeah…Yeah…that’s what they all say…

Just then the cruise liner starts to sway a little in the open sea. This causes Ashton to feel some of that sea sickness coming back on. A little gag reflex hits him. He turns away to shield himself from the smoking hot women. He fights off this feeling and turns back to her, but she catches on quick that something is off.

Women:

Looks like someone isn’t made for this cruise. Are you getting a little sea sick on me?

Ashton chooses not to snap at her like he did earlier with the bartender. One; because she is hot and he is trying to get some. And two; he’s in better spirits then before.

Ashton Gibbs:

Nah…I’m good…You know how it goes…sometimes the motion of the ocean tends not to agree with me. Plus just the thought of me possibly falling in the water with all the creatures…doesn’t vibe well with me.

Women:

Creatures?

Ashton Gibbs:

You know…sharks…whales…dolphins

Women:

Dolphins? Don’t tell me you’re afraid of dolphins. They’re so friendly!

Ashton Gibbs:

HAHA…Friendly my ass…A damn dolphin attacked me one time.

Women:

Now you’re just having fun with me…There’s no way a dolphin attacked you..

Ashton Gibbs:

I’m telling you…I was attacked by a dolphin…Here check it out for yourself

Ashton takes out the phone from his pocket of his board shorts. He flips through his pictures quick and then he shows this picture to the women.

Ashton Gibbs:

See…..



Women:

Oh…that’s so cute!

Ashton Gibbs:

Cute…that damn beast tried to bite my face off…I don’t see anything cute
about it! I was scared for my life girl!

The women starts laughing hard hearing him say that. She thinks he is just messing around with her…but is he? Ashton remains sitting there with a serious look on his face. She cuts back on the laughing as she sees this.

Women:

Looks to me like he was trying to give you kisses. They are so friendly and cute.

Ashton Gibbs:

Well not this damn one…The other dolphins were giving all the other people
rides as they were holding onto their fins…but nnnnooooo….not my dolphin…that damn thing just kept spitting water in my face and then as you can see tried to bite me…I was scared for my life girl…

She decides to start playing into this act rather than laugh at him. She comes with a serious tone.

Women:

Did you do anything to provoke it?

Ashton Gibbs:

Not a damn thing….I might of just had a racist dolphin…who the hell knows…

The women kept help but laugh…and that’s how the conversation goes for a few more minutes. Back and forth with Ashton cutting jokes and her laughing at him. No need to air the rest of the conversation, as this is a promo for DJ Williams. Remember? So let’s skip to the good part.

Out of the blue, a bigger guy, wearing nothing but a small ass speedo, comes walking up to them. The guy is holding some sort of magazine in his hands. The guy stands there and just stares at Ashton.

Guy:

You enjoy hitting on my wife boy!

Ashton takes a look at the guy for a moment and sits there in silence. He then leans forward and looks at the magazine the man is carrying.

Ashton Gibbs:

In fact…I did…And I’m pretty sure she enjoyed it too…Plus I see you got some nice freshly signed autographs on that SCW magazine…So I’m sure you’re in heaven too…Seems like we’re all having a great fucking day!

This obviously infuriates the man. He doesn’t say anything. Rather he just starts to slowly get closer to Ashton. He has the look like he is about to punch him any minute. You can tell he is getting a little too close for Ashton’s comfort level. And answers with a mocking tone.

Ashton Gibbs:

Um…ok…how about you just back up a little bit…I don’t need you all in my personal space…thank you

The guy moves in even closer and it looks like there is about to be a fight, but out of nowhere comes DJ Williams. (About time he makes an appearance in his own promo.) He comes walking up in just a pair of Jordan shorts, a silver necklace, and black shades. He approaches and immediately the guy takes his attention off of Ashton and looks at DJ.

DJ Williams:

And what is going on here

Guy:

Oh my god! It’s D-Block! I’ve been trying to track you down for the last few days. Your return was huge a couple weeks ago. Man it’s great to have you back in SCW. You’re one of my favorites!

DJ doesn’t even acknowledge what the guy says and quietly talks to Ashton

DJ Williams:

Dude…what the hell is happening here…And why is this grown ass man drooling over me?

Ashton Gibbs:

Well…I was just sitting here and having a delightful conversation with his wife…And he didn’t appreciate it…But now that you’re here…He seems like he’s too excited to still be mad at me!

The guy doesn’t even seem like he hears Ashton. He continues staring at DJ like he’s a kid in the candy store.

Guy:

Man I’m so stoked to see you fight Jamie Staggs. That match is going to be awesome! Do you think I could get your autograph?

DJ Williams:

Wow…ok…will it make you leave and never talk to me again!

Guy:

If that’s what it takes

The guy hands Ashton the magazine and the pen with much anticipation. It’s quite sad how this grown ass man looks at the moment. You can tell the wife is not very impressed with her new husband, as she looks away and finishes her drink. When DJ finishes he hands the magazine back to the guy. We look down at what was written. “Get a fucking life” –D-Block” . Then just like a well behaved dog. The guy does what he was told and leaves once he gets his autograph. As the guy is leaving DJ yells out.

DJ Williams:

Yo..hold up man!

The guys turns around with a big smile on his face. Thinking maybe DJ wants to have a drink with him. However the guy is about to look like even more of a retard.

DJ Williams:

You forgot your wife!

He goes back and helps her off the stool and they both leave together. You can tell she isn’t so happy about having to go. But the boys have business to discuss and there’s no place for her right now. DJ sits down next to Ashton.

Ashton Gibbs:

Damn dude…you did a good job of getting rid of that loser, but you could have at least kept the girl here.

DJ Williams:

Come on bro…there’s plenty of shorties on this boat…you don’t need to be creepin on the married ones.

Ashton Gibbs:

Creepin? Shit…you saw how big of a tool that guy was…I was doing her a favor and she was into me.

DJ Williams:

Whatever…I thought your ass was still sick anyway.

Ashton Gibbs:

I am...This devil boat ain’t getting any better…Believe me…But I thought it might help to come have a few drinks to take my mind of it…And I couldn’t help but find myself talking to her!

DJ Williams:

Guess you found one plus side to being on this boat…There’s nowhere for these girls to run to when you starting hitting on em!

Ashton Gibbs:

Please…stop playing…women love me…Anyways…where has your ass been this
morning? I tried stopping in your room before I came out here.

DJ Williams:

Gym.

Ashton Gibbs:

Figures…You been living in there all week!

DJ Williams:

What you expect….I’m here to do work…I’m not on this boat for a vacation and to play games like everyone else here in SCW…This shit is all business for me…So you can be damn sure I’m going to have my ass ready for Sunday.

Ashton Gibbs:

I hear ya…I’m just saying…Maybe you hitting it too hard?

DJ Williams:

No such thing my man! I’m getting ready to knock some bitches out come Sunday. I got myself in beast mode!

Ashton Gibbs:

I like where your heads at playa…But care to take a break from all of that for a few minutes and have a drink with your manager?

DJ grants that request and orders a Budweiser from the bartender. The scene fades as the two sit there drinking and talking shop. We pick up one more time with DJ in his room talking one on one with the camera.

Welcome to D-Block




Oh…I hope you’re ready Jamie Staggs. You have a world of hurt coming for you on Sunday my man. I’m not even sure how I’m going to contain myself until our match… I am that amped up for this…. And to be honest, like I said before, it really doesn’t have anything to do with you. Sure there’s a lot about you that rubs me the wrong way...Your childish pranks…You’re frat style partying ways…Even the fact that you think you mean something just because you have the last name “Staggs”….sure I find all of that fucking annoying…But…None of it makes me have a personal vendetta against you….Shit…I have more against others here in SCW than you…So honestly Jamie…This shit ain’t personal…
Truth is…I’m this fired up for this match…because I want to show people just how serious I am about changing the scene of SCW. I made the initial impact a couple weeks ago on Climax Control…And I’m going to bring this shit to an even higher level Sunday night…

And there’s going to be no stopping it going forward either…This match with Jamie is just the beginning. After I get done tearing him apart limb from limb…I’m going to move onto even bigger things here in SCW…I have a lot in store for ya’ll…Just stay tuned…

So Jamie…have all your fun now…Get all of that “dicking” people out of your system, because after our match…I don’t think you’re going to be in the mood to be pulling those antics any longer…In fact…I think the only thing that will be on your mind…is getting yourself better so you can eat solid foods again! Cuz I’m going to bring the fucking pain right to ya…There’s going to be nothing fancy about it either. I’m going to turn this into an all-out brawl…Throwing these fists until your ass is laid Out Cold…Just like I left you a few weeks ago….

And it’s too bad Jamie… Because I know how bad you want to win this match. You want to use this Super Card platform as a way to prove you’re just as good as your brother…That he ain’t better than you like everyone always says. That you ain’t the weaker of the two…I know it would mean a lot to you prove this…But there’s only one problem…Me…Reality is… you know…and I know…that you don’t have what it takes to beat me…So you will have to wait for another time to prove all of that horseshit…Because I’m not going to give you that fairy tale ending to your night…I’ll see you soon Jamie…

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Supercard Archives / Shamu, the killer whale...

« on: August 02, 2012, 04:47:02 PM »

  Location:
Hotel Bar at the Dream Inn Santa Cruz, CA.
Time:
Monday Night. July 30th.

Let me set the scene for you. We open up to the restaurant/bar of this 3.5-star hotel. As we scan the area the first thing we notice is the oval-shaped island bar in the middle of the room, with stools lined all around the outside. In the middle of the bar is a long fancy stand, which is where they display all their varieties of liquor, wine, and tap beers. Above all that a glass frame is positioned, with the lettering “Dream Inn” displayed on it. The way it’s all set up you can easily see through it to the other side of the bar. On the outer edges of the room there are many tables positioned for dining. The place doesn’t appear too fancy, but it’s a nice relaxing atmosphere none the less. There aren’t a whole lot of people in there on this weeknight. As it’s about 9 o’clock and most of the dinner crowd as already left. All that remains is one couple sitting at one of the tables, and a couple of different groups spread out at the bar. The camera starts to focus on one side where we see DJ Williams sitting alone.

In front of him is an empty plate of food and a tall empty glass. Also beside him, in front of an empty stool, sits another empty plate and glass. Giving us the illusion that he did have someone with him at one point. The camera zooms in closer to DJ. He is just sitting there watching the TV screen in front of him showing the Olympics. Every now and then he takes his eyes off that and starts messing around on his I-phone. After a few moments the bartender appears.

Bartender:
I can take these plates out of your way, if you guys are done. And can I get you anything else?

DJ looks up from his phone for a moment and checks out both of the empty glasses. Then he looks back down and starts texting on his phone as he says.

DJ Williams:
You can set us up with two more Budweisers.

The bartender nods his head, grabs the empty glasses, and walks over and fills them up. He quickly returns and places them in front of DJ and the empty stool and walks away. DJ takes a sip and begins checking out more of the swimming event that’s currently showing. Just then DJ’s short statured manager, Ashton Gibbs, comes walking into the screen. He comes up and puts his phone on the bar and sits down next to DJ.

DJ Williams:
Shit man…You went to the bathroom like fifteen minutes ago. What kind of work were you doing in there?

Ashton Gibbs:
What you clockin’ me now?

DJ Williams:
I’m just saying…Fifteen minutes…Must have torn that shit up.

Ashton Gibbs:
Nah…actually for your information playboy…When I was in there I got a call from the SCW offices.

DJ looks away from the TV and at Ashton. You can tell he looks very interested in what that call was about. He hides this excitement and plays it cool.

DJ Williams:
Yeah….What’s the word?

Ashton Gibbs:
Well…it appears your name has been ringing out the last twenty four hours. You’re return last night has people talking.

DJ Williams:
As if there was any doubt?

Ashton Gibbs:
Of course not man…But I think it came off even bigger than we imagined. I told ya your names been trending huge on my twitter feed. And SCW just said they phones have been blown up.  Seems like it was a big shock to a lot of people that you were the returning superstar.

DJ Williams:
Good stuff…Was a good plan to keep it under wraps…I'm sure it was a big shock too lots of people when I came out there. Wonder who else people had in mind?

Ashton Gibbs:
I heard Blade Alexander’s name was thrown out there.

That name quickly catches DJ’s attention. DJ shifts his focus back onto the Olympics as they are now summarizing the last race. DJ takes a swig of his beer as you can tell he is in deep thought. He sets the beer back down slowly and looks back to Ashton.

DJ Williams:
Fucking Blade Alexander….

Ashton Gibbs:
I figured that name would bring some emotion to ya. Shit…the way you guys were beefing during your first go around

DJ once again pauses and ponders on that name.

DJ Williams:
Oh ya…we definitely had some history all right…Would have been cool to see that through. Seeing as how he beat me in the company’s first ever main-event.

DJ once again quickly ponders the his floating thoughts. He begins to softly shake his head and a smile comes to his face. You can tell the thoughts leave him and he is more relaxed.

DJ Williams:
Ah well…the dude ain’t here no more. Guess I will have to settle for busting some other heads around here instead.

Ashton Gibbs:
And we know there’s plenty other bitches who could use a reality check.

DJ Williams:
Indeed…Now what else was that phone call about? I’m sure it wasn’t just calling to say how great my return was for the company. I imagine there has to be some kind of blowback from my statement I made last night.

Ashton Gibbs:
Yup…They decided to set up…

Just then Ashton loses his train of thought, as something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye. A big smile comes across his face as he turns around in his chair. Then he subtly shouts out

Ashton Gibbs:
Damn baby…you got a pretty face like me!!!

DJ turns to Ashton with a weird ass look. Clearly he knows Ashton is no longer discussing SCW business with him, and that he must have spotted some girl that he liked. So DJ decides to turn around and take a look at her. His unimpressed facial expression tells it all. Into the shot comes a black woman in a blue dress. She has herself done up nice, and I suppose you could say she does have a nice face. However the rest of the body is not what a lot of people go for. As she is a pretty big lady. She comes walking over behind the stools with a one part smile, and one part confused look on her face.

Pretty face/Big Girl:
I’m sorry…were you talking to me?

Ashton Gibbs:
Yeah baby…I said you have a pretty face like me!

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Well aren’t you sweet.

Ashton Gibbs:
Yeah and you look sweet baby.

DJ can’t hide his unenthused looks anymore. He rolls his eyes and turns around and takes a drink of his beer. Meanwhile Ashton sits there will a really cheesy smile on his face.

Ashton Gibbs:
So what’s your story?

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Well me and my friend over there…

She points out her friend across the bar. As we look over we basically see her double mint twin. She is basically the same girl. A decent face, bigger, and even a similar blue dress. DJ continues to show his disinterest and watches TV, while Ashton still has that big grin and he gives her a wave

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
We’re staying at the hotel for a work convention in town….But now that it’s over we thought we would go out and have some fun!

Ashton Gibbs:
Sounds like trouble!

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Oh it always is with us two...HEHEHE…

Ashton Gibbs:
Maybe I should tag along…I’m sure I could find some trouble for us to get into.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
I don’t know… you’re a pretty small guy…You think you can handle two big beautiful women!

Ashton Gibbs:
Oh in deed baby…I’m a grown ass little man... I maybe small, but I’m big at the same time if you know what I mean!

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Oh…you’re funny!!!

DJ gets a look on his face like he’s ready to puke. Seeing his manager hit on this girl is too much. He sits there quietly now texting on his phone again with his back turned to them.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
So what about you guys? What you doing here?

Ashton Gibbs:
Well my man here is a professional wrestler and I’m his manager. We had an event here in town last night!

She gets a big excited look on her face. And starts semi shouting at DJ.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
OMG!!! That’s so awesome…I don’t know much about wrestling, but I think that’s really cool and hot! Wrestlers always have such nice bodies…Maybe I should start watching more!!!

DJ doesn’t even respond to this excited woman. He remains sitting in the chair on his phone. Ashton jumps in too avoid the silence.

Ashton Gibbs:
Yup and you’re looking at one of the future great ones of this business. He just came back and he’s going to be huge!!

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
That’s so cool…So you’re like…kinda… famous? Can I get a picture with you?

She takes out a camera that she had in her purse she was carrying. DJ turns around and thinks on this situation. Did she just refer to him as kind of famous? Shit that’s an insult. Don’t ask to take a picture with me and ask a stupid ass question like that. You don’t deserve my picture if you don’t know who I am. Besides I wouldn’t take one with you anyway…Now of course these were just the thoughts in his head. He decided to respond with a different approach.

DJ Williams:
Sorry…I can’t. Sin City Wrestling doesn’t allow it’s wrestlers to partake in any photos or give autographs without consent.

Did she buy it? DJ looks at her as she puzzles what was just said. Ashton just shakes his head at DJ for coming up with such a ludicrous lie. She thinks it over a little more.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Damn…that seems a little aggressive. Company won’t let you take pictures on your own time. Jeez!

She bought it…Nice…Ashton stops shaking his head at DJ, who now has a smirk on his face. The girl stands there a little down about not getting the picture, but Ashton picks her up.

Ashton Gibbs:
Lucky for you baby. I’m not under contract! So I’ll be happy to take a picture with ya.

Ashton hops of the stool and stands next to this lady twice his size. Ashton grabs the camera from her and gives it to DJ. D-Blocks puts on a very fake performance like he’s excited to take the picture. With a big cheesy smile on his face he lines the two up.

DJ Williams:
Ok…One…two…say cheese

Click here to view the photo. Too Big to fit in my promo

DJ hands the camera back to the women and turns around to his beer and TV. The two remain standing behind him and quietly talk.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
I don’t think your friend likes me very much.

Ashton Gibbs:
Nah girl…He’s just shy and intimidated by pretty women.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Well he shouldn’t…he’s cute….

Ashton Gibbs:
Yeah that’s just how he is though, but listen can you give us a minute. We talking a little business at the moment. We can come over when we done.

Pretty Face/Big Girl:
Oh..Ok…come over when you’re done sugar!

And with that she walks away and Ashton sits back down. DJ just shakes his head at him.

DJ Williams:
You a dawg man…

Ashton Gibbs:
What?

DJ Williams:
You have no shame man. The fact that she would eat your ass as an appetizer doesn’t turn you off at all, huh?

Ashton Gibbs:
Hell no boy…You know I don’t mind me some curves…Shit I love all women…. Chubby…. Skinny… Black… White…Asian…I love em all…There’s no shame in my game!

DJ Williams:
Clearly…now snap out of your pussy trance and get back to what the phone call was all about. What did SCW set up?

Ashton Gibbs:
Ya…well apparently Jamie Staggs didn’t get too much enjoyment out of you knocking his ass out last night.

DJ Williams:
Shocker…So let me guess the little bitch is whining about it?

Ashton Gibbs:
Appears that way as SCW has set up a match for you and him at Summer XXXtreme!

DJ Williams:
Oh yeah? They want me on that boat, huh? Didn’t take them long to throw me in a match. I’ve only been back one day!

Ashton Gibbs:
As if there was any doubt. They are trying to push this Super Card has their biggest night of the history of the company! Of course they gonna take advantage of the press that was caused with your return. They would be damn fools not to book you!

DJ Williams:
Yeah I know. I’m just surprised they moved so damn quick to make it official. And I’m even more surprised to hear that it’s Jamie Staggs. Doesn’t that bitch know it’s just gonna be me laying his ass out again?

Ashton Gibbs:
Well embarrassment is a bitch! It plays tricks on ya. Makes you want revenge even when you don’t have the talent to back it up!

DJ Williams:
Well I hope he’s ready to look like a damn fool again. Because I’m not going to play around with the dude. I’m gonna lay his ass out again!

Ashton Gibbs:
Well make it happen. Because we need to carry forward this momentum we got from your return. So get your ass on that boat and take over that whole damn show. And when you get back we can talk where you go from there!

DJ Williams:
What do you mean when I get back? Why you talking like you won’t be on that bitch too?

Ashton Gibbs:
Come on bro…You know how I am with all that. I can’t swim…I get sea sick…And I’m sure you remember the story of me getting attacked by a dolphin that one time.

DJ Williams:
Dude… stop playing. I’m not trying to hear that whack ass dolphin story again…Besides…How can you tell me your scared of a small ass dolphin, but your’re not scared of Shamu over there (points to the women), that big blue whale?

Ashton looks over at the girl again. He can’t help but smirk at her resemblance to a whale in that big blue dress. He looks past the girl and continues his resistant with the boat

Ashton Gibbs:
I just can’t do it man…I’m just not built for that water…Last time I went on this dudes boat I puked the whole time…Shit wasn’t pretty…I don’t need to be showing that side to the SCW cameras.

DJ Williams:
You’re just going to have to deal with it my dude, because you’re getting your ass on that boat.

Ashton Gibbs:
I can’t I…

DJ Williams:
Maybe I’m not being clear enough. YOU WILL BE ON THAT BOAT! I need my manager there…We both set out to make a huge statement for my return. And this Super Card is coming at the perfect time. We would be damn fools to let it pass without a huge splash!

Ashton pauses for a moment and thinks on it. He must clearly have a huge water phobia as he is sweating just thinking about it. But DJ did make a strong point. This event is the perfect chance to make some more noise to follow up last night. He finally comes to a conclusion.

Ashton Gibbs:
I’m there man!

And that’s all DJ needed to hear. He nods his head and then picks up the rest of his beer and slams it. He digs in his pocket and throws out a couple of bills to cover the tab.

DJ Williams:
Good shit man. Now I’m going to head up to my room man. I’m beat and I want to get my ass to the gym early tomorrow.

Ashton Gibbs:
Wait..what…it’s early…What about those girls man? You’re not going to wing man me?

DJ looks over at the women again. Seeing their size one last time confirms his decision to leave. He looks back to Ashton.

DJ Williams:
Nah…that’s all you playa!

With that DJ leaves the bar to go up to this room and finish the rest of the promo. The camera stays on Ashton as he sits there and finishes his beer. He looks over at the women and sees them waving back at him. He shrugs his shoulders as if to say it’s time to do work. He then heads over to join them.



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HAHAHAHA…Jamie Staggs…Why so mad bro? You act like you never got your ass laid out in the ring before. I mean come on dude. That’s all part of the game ain’t it? There’s times when you may get challenged…There’s times when there ain’t no stopping an attack from happening…And yes…there are even times you get knocked the fuck out…but in those times you’re supposed to be a man. Not throw a tantrum…Not go online to your fans and explain the only reason it happened was cuz it was a cheap shot…No…that’s not what real men do. Because a real man would have simply gotten up, shook that shit off, and came back at me…But obviously you showed just what kind of bitch you truly are…Sure I ambushed you. I will give you that. Sure you were turned around when I came in and attacked you…but you know what…I don’t give a fuck how it looked! I set out to make a statement in my return, and that’s exactly what I did.

And you know something… I think you might be over thinking this whole situation a little too much. So do yourself a favor sport, get outta your own head, because that can’t be a cool place to be…Truth is…I didn’t single you out! I didn’t hand pick you as the one I wanted to attack to mark my return in SCW. And I certainly didn’t choose you because I thought you were high on the pecking order here and I wanted your spot. No…It wasn’t for any of that. And maybe if I didn’t bust yo head so hard you might remember that you ain’t the only one I knocked out. Oh no. Matt Barnes felt my wrath that night too… And you can be damn sure I wasn’t using his sorry has to make a statement. Not a fucking chance was that in my mindset.

Truth is Jamie; there was no rhyme or reason as to why I attacked you two. None at all. You just happened to be the two poor fools who were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The real reason is simple. Like I told everyone when I was in that ring at Climax Control…now that I’m back in SCW…things are about to change. Since I left; the product of this company has taken a nose dive. I walk in the back now and see so many soft ass bitches, that like to act like they are a big deal, but when it comes down to it they are about as talented as a bunch of midgets playing basketball. We have fake ass wannabe bad boys like Matt Barnes walking around pretending he’s the ultimate tough guy…A bunch of party boys running around, like they still in college, doing anything they can for a laugh and to stay relevant…The champs here are fucking jokes…Only reason I see most of them holding the title is because they don’t have any other true talent here to challenge em’… Koji...Casey Williams… Kennedy… Frost…Hart…that’s just a battle of the JV squad vying for the Roulette Title….Then you have Sinful Obsession walking around with a long standing title reign…but last I checked it ain’t because they got the talent that deserves the tenure. No…it’s because they are the only actual tag team here…Don’t even try to convince me teams like the Surf Boys are fo’real...I mean come on…the division is just dried up…Leaving S.O the titles by default…And finally the Heavyweight Title just comes down to the lucky six, who have managed to show that they are the big fish of the small talentless pond known as SCW…Shit has just gotten really fucking weak!!

That’s why I vowed that I was here to fuck up the landscape of this place. It’s time to take out the trash and resurrect the SCW my damn self. And it all began on Sunday night. I figured why the hell not start the show off with a bang. By having the “Original SCW Superstar” make an appearance in the opening match. You know…set the tone for the night early… So to me…it didn’t matter who was in that match. I was going in there to make my mark regardless of who stood in my way…So Jamie it’s nothing personal… Eventually everyone here in SCW will have to deal with D-Block first-hand. You were just the FIRST of many, my dude!!!

Just look at it on the plus side…You’ve become relevant again in SCW…Even if it is only for a couple of weeks!!!

Now after I had to sit through listening to all your whining…I did finally hear that you wanted your revenge at Summer XXXtreme. That you were going to kick my ass and show me how the ‘Stagg boys fight!’ Well that’s all well and good my man. I can dig that you want some redemption. I would want it too if my ass got knocked out in front of everyone…but let’s get real…do you really think there’s going to be a different outcome? You really think I’m not just going to lay your ass out again? I mean come on bro. It doesn’t matter if you’re facing towards me or away from me…It really doesn’t. Either way…in the end…you’re going to be my bitch!

I must give you credit though Jamie...You finally did say something that had me cracking up…When you claimed that… since I lost to Blade Alexander in the company’s first ever main-event…and since you beat Blade at one point in your life…that I’m really a pansy and you’re better than me….HMMMMM…Do I even have to point out how ridiculous that jackass logic sounds? Sure… I could make some cracks about how dumb you are for thinking like that, but you are clearly getting sensitive as you must have heard that all before. So I will just leave that be… And respectfully say you have some flaws in your logic. I mean listen…just because this person beat that person…and that person once beat that older dude…and once a long time ago this person beat that one guy…none of that means shit! I don’t care who you beat. And at the moment I could careless that I lost to Blade awhile back. All that matters now is me and you. We are about to find out at Summer XXXtreme who the better man is. And I’ll be damned if I let it be you.

One last thing I want to touch on that you mentioned. You said that I couldn’t hack it here in SCW, so I decided to run away to football…Once again…Wow…You’re thought process is fucking magical…When exactly did professional football take a backseat to professional wrestling? Have you ever heard of anyone in the NFL say, “You know…I think I’m going to retire now and try and make it as a professional wrestler.” Hell no…You would never hear something like that….Because it’s some backwards ass logic… Now there have been a few before me that have started in professional wrestling, and then tried to play in the NFL…Things like that do happen... But that’s because the NFL is the pinnacle of the sports world. It’s a place where only the best athletes go to play…And if you consider yourself a prime athlete, like I do, then naturally you will do what you can to get to that level… So yeah…it’s safe to say I was mentally distracted when I originally signed here…SCW was a distant second on my priority list compared to the pigskin….But don’t get it twisted homie…I wasn’t running away from the ring because I couldn’t hack it…Oh no…I was simply still chasing my dream of playing pro ball!!!  

But that ain’t the case no more; because the NFL is no longer on my radar. I went to tryouts this past year and obviously I didn’t make it…And no…it ain’t because I lack the talent…That’s not the issue… I know Jamie said he knew I would come out and brag about my past athletic history…So I will tell you what…I will spare you all those details…I won’t tell you that I impressed the coaches and scouts…That I out played many others at the tryout…That I have already played a lot of NFL players during my college days and took them to school…No I will spare you all those details…Truth is….The scouts and coaches just couldn’t get past my “character issues.” I was too much of a liability given my track record…That’s the reason I didn’t make it…Whether anyone wants to believe it or not… It doesn’t matter… Either way football is in my past, as I have decided to let that dream go…That’s why I have come back to Sin City Wrestling!!!

And the way I see it...Being here still gets my ass in the spotlight… It still allows me to be the star and show my athletic talents in that ring… And when I think on it a little more…Maybe professional wrestling was my calling all along. Maybe everything that made me wrong for the gridiron…”The character issues”…”The extra baggage”…”the bad track record”…maybe all of that is what makes me a so perfect for SCW…this place has had their fair share of fake ass bad boys…maybe they finally got a real one!!! Welcome Back to D-Block, Bitches!!!!!!!!!!!

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Climax Control Archives / Ok now let's get started

« on: October 18, 2011, 09:35:05 PM »

 (The scene opens up at Gold’s Gym in the heart of Las Vegas. The camera pans over the large facility that’s filled to the brink with weights, exercise machines, trainers, and customers. The picture zooms in on a few ladies talking while casually riding on the elliptical. After a few moments we are taken over to another area where a trainer is demonstrating to a customer the proper form of the bench press. This panning continues over the whole gym showing all these customers going through there workout routine. Finally when the camera comes to a rest we see none other than D.J Williams come into scene. )

(D.J, who’s completely unbeknownst to everyone around him, is in the process of hammering out some arm curls. You can tell D.J has been working out very aggressive and hard for awhile now, as sweat is just dripping from his face. He continues to push on pumping out more reps, as it appears that whatever he has playing on his I-pod is fueling this intensity. Finally after he hits that wall of exhaustion he lets go of the weights and drops them to the ground. A loud thump is heard when they hit, which causes a few of the members close by to take notice. However D.J makes no acknowledgement of this and just continues with his workout. Rather than taking a break between his sets, he walks over to a bar that’s fastened on the wall and pulls himself up. He quickly and swiftly begins banging out some pull-ups. After about 20 or so he let’s himself down slowly and his feet back to the ground. Finally D.J has hit the point where he needs some rest. He quickly bows down and puts his hands on his knees to catch his breath. Just then another familiar face comes into the picture. It’s his manager Ashton Gibbs. Ashton isn’t in your typical workout attire. Instead he is in his usual high fashioned clothing. Donning a pair of black dress slacks, a purple silk button down shirt, and of course his jewelry. He begins to speak as D.J still has his head to the ground.)

Ashton Gibbs: Damn would you look at you…In beast mode here today huh?

(D.J pulls himself back up to a standing position and looks at Ashton. A smirk quickly comes across his face when he sees his manager in the outfit. Without saying a word D.J walks over to a nearby bench and picks up his bottle of water. He takes a swig then finally proceeds.)

D.J Williams: You could say that. And judging by your overdressed GQ attire, I’m guessing ya not joining me for a workout.

Ashton Gibbs: Now you know better than that. I get my beast mode on when it comes to business. When it comes down to negotiations and making money that's when I get motivated. These weights, treadmills, and this stanky ass aroma…isn’t really my scene.

(D.J rolls his eyes and sets his water bottle down. He walks over to the seated calf raise machine that already has weights on there. He begins the workout as he continues on with the conversation.)

D.J Williams: Aight…so what you doin’ here then?

Ashton Gibbs: Well…

(Just then a smoking hot blonde walks by Ashton. As she walks by, Ashton head follows her every movement. She notices his gaze on her and turns back around and acknowledges him with a smile. She then walks out of view and Ashton gets back to D.J)

Ashton Gibbs: Thought I’d come down and check on you man. You’ve seem to be a little distant the last week. What gives?

D.J Williams: Just a lot of shit’s been running through my head lately…

Ashton Gibbs: Speak your mind brother.

(D.J finally finishes off his reps of calf raises and lowers the bar down to the rack slowly. He sits there for another minute and composes himself.)

D.J Williams: All this shit with Sin City Wrestling man. It’s just not vibing with me.

Ashton Gibbs: What you mean by that man?

(Just then a man twice the size of D.J comes up and approaches him. When I say twice the size I don’t mean tall. This size difference is all horizontal. The man interrupts their conversation.)

Fat Man: Hey mind if I jump on this machine man?

D.J Williams: Yeah knock yourself out.

(The fat guy sits down on the machine. D.J and Ashton just watch him for a brief moment. The fat guy notices that they are still looking at him, and he decides he needs to look like a tough guy and put on a show. So instead of taking off some of the plates that D.J has on there, he decides to just go ahead and do the already racked weight. It quickly becomes apparent when he starts the lift that the weight is too much for him. His body shifts and contorts just trying to hammer out one rep. D.J and Ashton notice that the man’s face is beginning to turn beat red. The fat man finally gets the weight up and it quickly comes slamming back to the bar. D.J and Ashton laugh and walk away from the machine as the fat man looks like he’s about to die from his Hercules effort. The two walk over and grab a seat on a bench and finish their conversation.)

Ashton Gibbs: Now what’s your gripe with SCW?

D.J Williams: You kidding me…Do you even have to ask?

Ashton Gibbs: I mean…ya…I think things are all good.

D.J Williams: All good? How can you say things are all good? You were in the same arena watching last weekend when I lost that main-event.

Ashton Gibbs: Come on man…you’re hung up on that shit. First off, it was a triple threat match. It’s not like someone beat you one-on-one. Anyone can get lucky and win a triple threat match. And secondly, that was your first time ever stepping in a wrestling ring brah. I don’t think anyone had any expectations of you winning given the fact that you had no previous experience.

(You can tell D.J gets a little more fired up with that statement.)

D.J Williams: Man fuck that shit. I could care less what everyone expected out of me for my first fight. You know damn well I have my own outlooks on how I want to perform. Doesn’t matter what the situation is. Whether I’ve done it a million times or just once. I always expect to be the best one out there. Period. End of story. Not being the best is not an option for me.

Ashton Gibbs: I feel you on that. I really do. I know there’s that competitive fire in you man, that’s what makes you the best athlete out there. And believe me you may have lost that match, but there’s still no doubt in my mind you could run circles around both of those marks if you faced them again.

D.J Williams: Still...knowing that I let a chump like JT Underwood get the best of me just once is very debasing to me.... Then I have to sit back and listen to that boring nonsense that comes out of his mouth afterwards.... Shits just getting to me brah... And on top of all of that I also have to listen to the drivel of someone like Blade Alexander saying how great he is. That shit is just like nails on the chalkboard to me.

Ashton Gibbs: Just try to shake it off brah. Besides we talked about this. SCW is only supposed to be a temporary thing. It was just something to get you back over here to the states and out of the shitty and talentless CFL. You were just supposed to come here kick it in Sin City for awhile, stay in shape, wrestle in a few matches, and collect some paychecks. That way you keep your name in the spotlight while I go out and try to find you something bigger on the national level. Or maybe even just buy us some time until someone in the NFL finally forgets about your prior legal allegations and signs you…This SCW is just supposed to be a stop gap. A means to an end.

D.J Williams: You just don’t get it…

Ashton Gibbs: I guess I don’t…Help me understand man.

(D.J stops as he seems to be at a loss for words. Not sure exactly how to explain the jumbled up thoughts that are on his mind. He looks around the gym for a minute and his eyes stop on a chubby girl on a treadmill. She has the TV on in front of her, a magazine opened up, and is talking to everyone around her. D.J points his finger inthe direction of the women.)

D.J Williams: You see that women right there.

Ashton Gibbs: Oh yeah…Look at the donk on her... But she doesn’t seem to be like your type brah. I mean I’m a guy who enjoys some big ole curves from time to time, but that’s not really your style.

D.J Williams: Would you just contain yourself to two seconds and just look at her.

(Ashton takes another look at the chubby girl with the big juicy booty. He watches her ass bounce on the treadmill for a few more seconds, until finally D.J clues him in on what he’s talking about.)

D.J Williams: It’s shit like this that pisses me off and eats me to my core. Why is she even here? I mean really. What does she really think she is accomplishing? She’s walking on a treadmill at a snail’s pace. She’s watching TV. She’s running her mouth to everyone around her….And is that a diet coke in her cup holder?

(Ashton finally takes his eyes off the chubby ass and takes note of all the stuff D.J noted. Ashton can’t help but laugh when D.J points out all this. D.J looks like he's getting more fired up and the rant continues.)

D.J Williams: I mean come on brah. She can’t actually think she’s getting any kind of workout in. I mean she doesn’t even have one drop of sweat on her forehead. And she’s able to speak to everyone clearly without the shortness of breath you expect from someone on a treadmill. She’s basically just wasting her time and not getting any sort of workout that her body truly needs. And what pisses me off about all of it that is she is going to have this false sense of entitlement that she accomplished something today.

(Ashton finally starts putting two and two together with this chubby girl and D.J’s beef with SCW.)

D.J Williams: She’s going to be so happy with herself because she got out and “hit the gym.” She’s probably going to leave and call all her friends and say what a great workout she had. And of course they will all lie to her and say how great she looks now. Even though everyone knows she hasn’t dropped a pound. Even the staff and trainers here will lie to her and say how great she is doing.... I almost feel like I want to go over and shake her and be like look you’re just fooling yourself. You’re not doing anything great. You’re just wasting your time. If you came here and busted your ass like me and the others you are distracting with your talking, you wouldn’t be the size you are now. I just want to go over and put her in her place. It just drives me crazy known she is so oblivious to what it takes to be great and actually healthy. And it’s that short sightedness that’s going to give her this false sense of entitlement. It’s just so damn nauseating.

(Ashton finally takes his eyes off the chubby women and her “donk,” and turns towards D.J with a look of amazement on his face.)

Ashton Gibbs: Damn man you’re awfully irritable today. How can that woman over there, who you don’t even know, bother you that much?

D.J Williams: I can’t describe it. She just does... And it’s this same distaste I now have for the likes of JT Underwood and Blade Alexander... I already see both of them walking around with this same type of entitlement that really isn’t warranted. They think it’s a foregone conclusion that they will be the ones battling for the top spot. And that it will be one of them wrapping gold around their waists. They view me as a mere pawn in their game. They think I’m someone that they don’t have to take seriously anymore… But much like that chubby girl over there, they’re also oblivious to the truth… JT Underwood doesn’t know just how lucky he is to have pinned someone who is far superior athletically than he is. And Blade Alexander doesn’t know just how fortunate he is that I didn’t outclass and outshine him in that ring. He doesn’t realize that this "rookie" is far more talented than him or his father ever dreamed about being.

Ashton Gibbs: Damn aren’t you just a sensitive son of a bitch today. I’m starting to realize that this loss might have gotten to you more than I thought... And it’s apparent this gym isn’t getting rid of that stress for you, so I think we should hit the club tonight and get you laid.

D.J Williams: Well...(Pauses and thinks for a second) I’m down for that too, but believe me when I say that I'm far from finished with those two bitches. I'm going to make it my personal mission to check both of those fools and have them put in their proper places when it's all said and done.

Ashton Gibbs: If that’s how you feel, I have no doubts that you will. But in the meantime just chill on all that... I’m not sure why you’re even letting those two nobodies get under your skin so much anyways. I mean you faced men twice as talented as them on the gridiron. And you really shouldn’t be taking what they say in their promos too seriously. I mean come on, Blade Alexander; he comes off as retarded version of the Fonz.  

(Ashton begins a bad impersonation of the Fonz with his thumbs and voice.)

Ashton Gibbs: Heeeyyyy..this is MY city….This is MY fed…I’m the best…Everyone’s talking about me..I’m so cool…

(Finally stops clownin’ and starts talking normal again.)

Ashton Gibbs: I mean is that guy for real? Can’t he see how big of a tool he looks like? Saying how everyone is talking about him. How everyone keeps mentioning his name....Pssh... Please. I was in the same arena he was at and I didn’t hear anyone talking about him. Say the name Blade Alexander and all you can hear is crickets. That bitch acts like he's the one that won that damn match last week.

D.J Williams: Now you see what I mean about a false sense of entitlement.

Ashton Gibbs: Yeah maybe you’re on point with that. I mean the only reason anyone even says the name Blade Alexander is because they are referencing that hot chick on his arm. (Thinking about her) What's her name again?

D.J Williams: Mercedes?

Ashton Gibbs: Yeah Mercedes. Damn she's fine...I'll tell you what Blade better be-careful or he might lose her to a more sophisticated and rational man like myself.

(Ashton plays it up and adjusts his color and sways his head. D.J you can tell is calming down now as he laughs at his manager.)

Ashton Gibbs: And as for JT Underwood promos... well... I wouldn’t lose sleep about those either…(Pauses)…No, I literally mean I wouldn't lose sleep because hearing that dude talk is like taking a whole bottle of Nyquil. Bitch puts me to sleep every time.

(That comment brings a nice big laugh out of D.J. You can tell he has basically calmed down to an acceptable level now. Ashton nudges him on the shoulder.)

Ashton Gibbs: So you telling me you want to make this SCW stint more than a temporary thing?

D.J Williams: (Pauses) Yeah... there’s no way I could walk away knowing that I let those two bitches be the faces and headliners of this company. They're not made for that role. And just like that chubby bitch over there, it's time somebody steps up and puts their shit on blast.

Ashton Gibbs: Aight…well I better look into finding us a more permanent place to stay then. Because that hotel isn’t going to cut it anymore... Now you done with this workout and ready to get out of here?

D.J Williams: I’m going to stay and finish up. I will catch up with you later.

(Ashton shakes his friends hand and begins to walk away. After a few strides he turns back around and calls back to D.J)

Ashton Gibbs: Also I think I'm going to have a little pow wow with our friends in the SCW office this week. I think there's a few things that need to be addressed. Because now that we're making this place a little more permanent, it's time they start appeasing their true talent!... For starters this nonsense of you being booked in the opening match of the night...sorry but I can't let shit like that slide anymore...

(D.J looks up at his manager with a look of satisfaction. D.J can now tell that Ashton understands and gets his early frustrations.)

D.J Williams: Now that's you doing your job baby...

(And with that Ashton walks away and the scene fades.)

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Now this is the part of the promo that I really want to stop and focus strictly on my opponents for Climax Control. I want to be sure that they feel special and know that they have my full attention for the upcoming match. I want to take the time to fully put their ass on blast, and give them the proper bulletin board material to drive them to beat me. However this first installment is going to be a bit on the small side, as I don’t have a lot to say about my upcoming opponent. And to be honest it's not his fault. It's just that this match is just much bigger than him.

Mad Man Madis. You drew the short end of the stick by being the name opposite mine on the upcoming card….Now let’s be honest here Mad Man, I don’t know you and I’m sure your twisted little mind will pretend like you never heard of me. So let’s just call a spade a spade and get past that little fact... However you can be sure of one thing Madis... After this Sunday you will know exactly who the hell I am after I rip you apart limb for limp. You will know exactly who I am when you’re laying in a hospital bed feeding through tubes. This I can be sure of Mad Man. Because your every waking second when you’re trying to recover and get back to a form of your old self, you will be lying their knowing that D-Block was responsible for this….And you know something else…I will still have no idea who the hell you are or what you’re about. And believe me when I say I will have no remorse for the damage I cause. In fact, this will be the last time the name Mad Man Madis comes from my mouth.

Now I hope the future patient at Sunrise Hospital doesn’t take this threat personal, because believe me it’s not. Like I said I have no idea who this man is or what he’s about. He’s just in the unfortunate position of facing a pissed of D.J Williams. I’ve had two chew on a huge piece of humble pie, after losing in my triple threat match last week, and it doesn’t taste good. Losing is not something I’m used to. And add in the fact that I’m bumped by management from my main-event status to the opening match of the night, and you can understand my fiery. So in all honesty, it didn’t matter who was named my opponent for this upcoming Climax Control, because it would have been the same outcome either way. My hand raised and my opponent lying flat on his back motionless.

Now the only thing that I worry about is that my victory won't be enough to satisfy me this week. After all, I have such a big itch to get back into the ring and prove myself, that I'm not just not sure if my opening match of the night will be enough to scratch it. Maybe I will have to find some other way at Climax Control to make my mark. Maybe it's time to put my permanent stamp on SCW and get D.J Williams name to ring out. So for everyone that will be in the Cox Coliseum on Sunday night, considered yourself warned...One

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