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John_Black · (07-20-2024)

[It Opens to JB, Reggie and Tommy simply hanging out on a yacht in the waters of Baltimore. It seems like it was a little party before he goes to Rome, Italy for his major shot at the Rev title. While Reggie and Tommy are partying on the main deck, JB was alone in a room where he was FaceTime a woman whom he had been talking too for some time now. This chick he's been talking to looked like a dead Ann Thraxx whom he met at a bar, and her name was Reily.]

Reily: where are you now John?

JB: Anit you heard I rented a yatch for a party as a going away present.

Reily: You didn't tell me that, how come you didn't invite me?

JB: I knew you'd be working a double at the hospital so I didn't want to bother you know?

Reily: man you know that it's very rare for that to be a thing, yeah I'm a cna but that don't mean I have a life outside the surcb uniform. You know how much I wanted to wear the sun bathing suit you got me awhile ago.

JB: Look, I didn't know you wanted to join us but hey… you don't have to worry about T tryin to look at your toes on the boat.

[Reily then laughs at his joke at the expense of T. Then she turns her camera to the back of her phone and shows him a sexy red bikini that left nothing to the imagination.]

Reily: this is what you got me…now, I can't show it to her in person.

JB: Even though that sucks, but there's always next time when I can plan for us to go to ocean city beach. Maybe when things settle down, we can head down there for the day.

Reily: Ocean City?.... I haven't been there since I was 10 years old… those boardwalks are amazing… look, when you get back from the ppv thing, I'm expecting a trip down there. Also if you include Tommy and Reggie, then I got to bring my girls too.

JB: Deal, look I'm about to head out this room to get into some fuck shit. I'll hit you up later, Riri.

Reily: oh okay, JJ, have fun in that water, and make sure you have the time of your life. Latterrr alligator!

[After the call was disconnected, JB put on his shades and head out to the deck where he sees the party people doing shit. While Reg was singing in Spanish to a girl with his gutair he brought, he sees T sitting alone in the corner just people watching. He decides to sit besides him to talk to him.]

T: Hey JB

JB: Hey man, what you doing not mingling with the hoes?

T: ehh, most of them are way to sexy for my scrubby looking ass to deal with. Reg got them girls shocked like he's rico suave over there.

JB: don't tell me you getting jealous now… are you?

T: even if I was, I'm just not on my quagmire mode right now, even I can't even bother to deal with the chicks.

JB: Are you still hung up on Jonee overdosing on herion?.... It happend so long ago.

[T then just doesn’t respond to that question, just staring at his magazine. JB then leaves T alone to read his magazine. Then he see’s Reggie finishing his song, and he comes up to him to talk to him.]

JB: Well, you got the voice i’d say. How did you know how to play the guitar?

Reg: I’ve been playing it for some time now on my down time, I wanted to pick up a hobby outside of being in my house playing video games. I guess, my creative outlet has its perks id say, since I manage to gather the broads with my voice.

JB: That’s true to say, so did you manage to talk to T about Jonee in the past few weeks? I think he’s still sad about Jonee passing away.

Reg: Nah, I didn’t want him to know… but E Dogg had called me in the middle of the night to tell me after last time when I was in the hotel with T after our Tag match.

JB: Wait how did he get your number?....

[Then T comes up to the guys with a drink in his hand. He noticed that there was tension between them, and he manages to break the silence as he made a toast to JB. After everyone was toasting towards his victory for the Rev title, we see all three men sitting at a lounge inside the fancy boat, as they were drinking champagne in red solo cups to pass the time.]

T: So JB, how you feel about your chances to get the rev belt back from oz?

JB: I don’t know, i know for a fact that he’s a threat to say the least. Do i feel like i have a chance to get it back?.... Maybe or maybe not.

Reg: Why doubt yourself man?.... You need to have faith in yourself that you gonna bring that belt to us man.

JB: I don’t fellas… i have this doubt i won’t get the belt at all. It feels like a hopeless endevour before I would even step in Rome. I guess I have too much on my mind, and feel like I am not exactly focused on the goal.

T: John, listen don’t be afraid that you will or will not get the belt back..consider this as a moment for your time in the fed to be something special. Consider how much hate you have in your heart against that former Meathooked Oz. Think about he costed you your reign, use that as fuel to bring something to him.

Reg: Yeah what T said… what he’s sayin is true.

JB: I understand what you both are saying. I really do, but honestly I am conflicted about how it will go this Sunday comin’ I know full well that I have to deal with Oz and his bullshit, oh i need something to think about. But you know what, lets just forget about all our troubles and have some fun. I’ll think about Oz some other time.

[Then all three men agree to let go of the past, and the bullshit and head outside to party with the girls, and from that point it fades into the XWF logo.]

Look, when I was on that yacht with my boys, I knew something as going on, what it was I have no idea. I was just so fixed on being a negative nancy over how I feel about taking on OZ for the belt that I barely or maybe technically lost at all. Now, that sounds like some heelish thing to say, but hey Im just saying that as a figure of speech, and my figures are going to be in the high probability of me getting to end the reign of a paper champion like OZ. Unlike Oz, I worked hard to get myself onto the Rev title scene, and didn’t have to tourcher Jett to be pushed to the Rev title scene.

Since he a wannabe Dexter whyte boy, he got his way. If I did that shit, I’d be in jail waiting to be on death row since I put my hands of a man who has a “fairer” complexion. But this isn’t some race bait shit, this is playin field shit, I am pointing out how Oz done cheated himself to get what he wanted for so long, that it’s going to catch up to him in some type of forum where I think he will end up coming undone by me.

That’s why I had to interfere in that cage match last time, did I wanted to do it for my own benefit?.... No, I wanted to have the right man to win. I had a better chance of having a fair match with Spencer than Oz, since we can size one another to see’s who’s the real people’s Rev champion of Anarcy… but now, I have to deal with Oz.

Oz, don’t think I am not going to forget how much you fucked my time as a Rev champion, just for you get that belt just for you to lose it to me. I want you to understand that, it might have been a fluke win, it might have been just a way to boost the Anarchy ratings for all the fuck shit to be a thing to deal with, but now that is going to stop soon. Oz, you are the reason why when people see that belt on you, you are pretty much the Magnus of Anarchy who gets shit handed to you, but Jett anit no Dixie Carter with a backing of a corporation of her dad’s stocks to protect his ass if shit don’t get straight with the money.

But this anit no Dixie Land… this is Anarchy Land…. The land of the dead who shall meek what they are owed. This is my way of saying that I will get back what I am owed…by blood or by broken bones. Either option sounds viable to someone like you Oz, since I am aware you are into the macabre nature of life itself. You probably be dreaming of fucking dead corpses, while I dream of wanting to turn you into one of them myself.

You see Oz, this isn’t just me wanting to kill you, this is me wanting to kill your chances of being a paper champion. This is me wanting you to know, that you never deserved to be the Rev champion, since you cheated and manipulated your way into having that belt you hold near and dear to your pathietc soul of yours. I am going to make you wish you never had to encounter me, you will want to leave Anarchy to go stink up the Warfare shows… i heard Jason has a good deal with his tv belt being on the line every show, maybe you can fake a ref match of his and cost him his belt… and see how wrong that shit is on every level.

So, here what I will say at this point Oz, you know that me and you aren’t on the level of being a champion, a people’s champion… you are no more than a thief no worse than me. I am going to make sure that you will understand that i am not the man you want to mess with, and I want you to see the erros of your ways come hell or high water, I will make sure you bleed and have you end up worse for wear in this X-Treme rules match, terrordome or not, your judgement will come in hard upon my hands.

Consider this as a reawakening of JB and the THUG mental on me, this will be my own Leap Of Faith I will bring on Sunday. Win or Lose, Oz your COMING UNDONE from me.

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