Post by Jack Tillman on Mar 26, 2017 17:18:46 GMT -5
-Three matches in three different Feds in three different days. I've been mentally and physically getting ready for this weekend now for two weeks. I've thought each match in my head and replayed it. I've gotten myself prepared and ready to fight my wars with people that either deserve their future punishment or deserve every second of torture I will rain on them.
I breathe fire through my lungs as the hours tick by till my match. My anger, it keeps me warm and at edge as I watch he seconds tick by on a nearby clock on a wall. Tick, tick, tick tick it goes and the sound of it is just torture. Because it isn't the sound of my music playing. It's not the sound of fans either cheering me or booing me. It's not the sounds of screams from my opponents as I break their bones and their spirits. It's the god damn sound of a fucking clock ticking.
-Chris is talking to the camera crew as we're about ready for a promo for Redemption. This weeks victim, Spike. This match is three months to late, but there is still hatred for me from the BLD. Good. I need some new competition. Chris insists he does the promo for this match because he doesn't want me to tick off Spike and the rest of the BLD off to where we start a war with them. Chris says I have enough on my plate with Trixie and Moore on my heels. I don't need a bunch of hardcore wrestlers in the mix.
-Right now I don't care who's on my heels or who's on my radar. I just want to beat the shit out of someone as I sit anxiously in my chair. Tick tick, tick tick, tick tick goes the clock as Chris stands in front of the camera crew as he's about ready to do his promo. I should just sit and listen to what Chris has to say. I should get myself ready for my match with Spike. Maybe watch another tap on him. Maybe I should run, burn off some of this energy.........but I'm not going to. Standing up, I make my over to Chris as he begins the promo with one of his fake smiles.
Chris Constantine: "Ladies and gentlemen of Redemption, my name is Chris Constantine and I am the manager of one Jack Ti........"
-Before Chris can say another word, I walk into the scene and place my right index finger on Chris's mouth and tell him to be quiet.
Jack Tillman: "Ssssssssshhhhh."
-Chris doesn't take this to kindly as he stares a hole into my head, but he quickly gets the point and steps back and out of the cameras view. I wanted to get some of my anger out.....well this is how I'm going to let some of it out as I turn my head towards the camera. With a slight grin on my face, I begin to talk.
Jack Tillman: "My first match of 2017 was with GOL when I faced off against Jessica Downs in a one on one match. Jessica was so confident walking into her match with me. She though she was going to walk into this match a winner. But she was proven wrong. Jessica didn't step in a ring with your average sports entertainer or gimmick wrestler who doesn't know what the hell they're doing in that ring. She went into a match against a professional wrestler who is like a surgeon in that ring. And that's exactly what I did. I took poor little Jessica Down and made an example of her and showed what is to come when you face me. She was my first of 2017......and since that match, where has she been? Where has she gone too?"
-I shrug my shoulders as I'm not concerned with what happen.
Jack Tillman: "Who knows.....and who cares. Just another victim who dreamed of being a wrestler, only to have that dream crushed from under my foot. But you Spike and the rest of BLD promised everyone that you were going to get payback for what I did to Jessica. That you were going to teach me a lesson and make me suffer. 3 months have passed Spike and you never did get your revenge. And it wasn't like I wasn't hard to find.
3 months later though and you finally have your chance against me Spike. So now that you got me......what are you going to do to with me? Hit me with a steel chair like the coward that you are? If you were such a bad ass like you say that you are, you'd use your fist to beat the living shit out of me. But you can't.....and you won't because you Spike......you're just an old broken man who's past his prime and only in the wrestling business just to buy weed.
Spike, do you honestly believe you stand a chance against me? With those bad knees of yours. Or how about that back of yours? How's that holding up? That neck of yours still bother you in the morning? How many pills do you have to down just to function like a normal human being? How fucked up is your head from all the concussions you've sustained. Spike......just like Jessica Downs......your career in wrestling is only on borrowed time and after I'm done with you Spike......retirement will soon be around the corner because Spike......after having watches with me.....I take years out of your career because I know what I'm doing in that ring.
-Leaning towards the camera, I take my right index finger and tap the camera lens.
Jack Tillman: "Spike.......you think you know what pain is? You think a steel chair to the head is painful? Or barbed wire against the skin? Or thumb tacts piercing your skin?"
-I can't help but crack a grin as I slowly lean away from the camera.
Jack Tillman: "Spike......I'll show you a new world of pain.....with my bare hands."
-End Scene
I breathe fire through my lungs as the hours tick by till my match. My anger, it keeps me warm and at edge as I watch he seconds tick by on a nearby clock on a wall. Tick, tick, tick tick it goes and the sound of it is just torture. Because it isn't the sound of my music playing. It's not the sound of fans either cheering me or booing me. It's not the sounds of screams from my opponents as I break their bones and their spirits. It's the god damn sound of a fucking clock ticking.
-Chris is talking to the camera crew as we're about ready for a promo for Redemption. This weeks victim, Spike. This match is three months to late, but there is still hatred for me from the BLD. Good. I need some new competition. Chris insists he does the promo for this match because he doesn't want me to tick off Spike and the rest of the BLD off to where we start a war with them. Chris says I have enough on my plate with Trixie and Moore on my heels. I don't need a bunch of hardcore wrestlers in the mix.
-Right now I don't care who's on my heels or who's on my radar. I just want to beat the shit out of someone as I sit anxiously in my chair. Tick tick, tick tick, tick tick goes the clock as Chris stands in front of the camera crew as he's about ready to do his promo. I should just sit and listen to what Chris has to say. I should get myself ready for my match with Spike. Maybe watch another tap on him. Maybe I should run, burn off some of this energy.........but I'm not going to. Standing up, I make my over to Chris as he begins the promo with one of his fake smiles.
Chris Constantine: "Ladies and gentlemen of Redemption, my name is Chris Constantine and I am the manager of one Jack Ti........"
-Before Chris can say another word, I walk into the scene and place my right index finger on Chris's mouth and tell him to be quiet.
Jack Tillman: "Ssssssssshhhhh."
-Chris doesn't take this to kindly as he stares a hole into my head, but he quickly gets the point and steps back and out of the cameras view. I wanted to get some of my anger out.....well this is how I'm going to let some of it out as I turn my head towards the camera. With a slight grin on my face, I begin to talk.
Jack Tillman: "My first match of 2017 was with GOL when I faced off against Jessica Downs in a one on one match. Jessica was so confident walking into her match with me. She though she was going to walk into this match a winner. But she was proven wrong. Jessica didn't step in a ring with your average sports entertainer or gimmick wrestler who doesn't know what the hell they're doing in that ring. She went into a match against a professional wrestler who is like a surgeon in that ring. And that's exactly what I did. I took poor little Jessica Down and made an example of her and showed what is to come when you face me. She was my first of 2017......and since that match, where has she been? Where has she gone too?"
-I shrug my shoulders as I'm not concerned with what happen.
Jack Tillman: "Who knows.....and who cares. Just another victim who dreamed of being a wrestler, only to have that dream crushed from under my foot. But you Spike and the rest of BLD promised everyone that you were going to get payback for what I did to Jessica. That you were going to teach me a lesson and make me suffer. 3 months have passed Spike and you never did get your revenge. And it wasn't like I wasn't hard to find.
3 months later though and you finally have your chance against me Spike. So now that you got me......what are you going to do to with me? Hit me with a steel chair like the coward that you are? If you were such a bad ass like you say that you are, you'd use your fist to beat the living shit out of me. But you can't.....and you won't because you Spike......you're just an old broken man who's past his prime and only in the wrestling business just to buy weed.
Spike, do you honestly believe you stand a chance against me? With those bad knees of yours. Or how about that back of yours? How's that holding up? That neck of yours still bother you in the morning? How many pills do you have to down just to function like a normal human being? How fucked up is your head from all the concussions you've sustained. Spike......just like Jessica Downs......your career in wrestling is only on borrowed time and after I'm done with you Spike......retirement will soon be around the corner because Spike......after having watches with me.....I take years out of your career because I know what I'm doing in that ring.
-Leaning towards the camera, I take my right index finger and tap the camera lens.
Jack Tillman: "Spike.......you think you know what pain is? You think a steel chair to the head is painful? Or barbed wire against the skin? Or thumb tacts piercing your skin?"
-I can't help but crack a grin as I slowly lean away from the camera.
Jack Tillman: "Spike......I'll show you a new world of pain.....with my bare hands."
-End Scene
