Post by Jason Cashe on Jan 13, 2018 22:52:44 GMT
With his feet propped up sitting ever so comfortable, Jason Cashe is lounging in a first class seat. The flight he was on was taking him to Japan where along with Tommy Knox, collectively known as dPEEg and current GPC Tag Team Champions. They would defend the belts after a SUPER long layover. Some would argue they had defended them for 3 months straight but that was only rumor. He awakens as an announcement comes over the intercom system. Of course the translation was in Japanese and Cashe didn't hardly understand English enough to know a second language.
"He said we will be landing in Bunkyo within the hour.." Glancing to the side of him, he had almost forgotten she came. RJ or as he had come to call her, Chizzy. They had been "hanging out" as of late. Cashe wasn't trying to jump into another relationship but she was good company and he enjoyed the differences about her. Smiling at her, she knew that he was coming to Japan to compete. She wasn't trying to involve herself or make it about her as others have in his past. Pushing up from his seat, Cashe walks over to the small food platter they had been given by the Stewardess. Plucking a chunk of mango from the tray, he chews on it. Juice squirts from his mouth and rolls down over his bottom lip.
”Finally since winning these belts, Knox and myself will stand across from two names WORTH defending the titles against! Owen Gonsalves and Ace Watson! Better known as Shoot Camp! An established team that has seen success in Japan with their Tag Titles over in Kamikaze Pro but that’s where my questions begin to arise. You boys coming here and we KNOW what you’ll say. How we haven’t defended these titles in such and such time, how we have tainted them somehow. Yet we are the ones putting OUR Tag Titles on the line here while you two hold onto those Kamikaze titles. You made mention that Japan was more your environment so then why is it that YOU are coming to us? Shoot Camp has some success, this cannot be ignored but you come to NJFC because of the status WE have given this company and these tag titles."
Grabbing another piece, Cashe heads back to his seat. After plopping down he eats his fruit and wipes his mouth using the back of his hand and continues with what he was saying.
"Ask Evan Envi. Ask Chris Madison. They have known us for a long time! They know the things that against ALL odds we have accomplished either together or as individuals. You want that status, you want to at the very least have that achievement of being one of the few who can say they’ve beaten us but boooys! This isn’t scripted! This isn’t a known outcome before the match even begins and I don’t know how it’s done over in Kamikaze but here? We do battle. We fight, we claw, we bite if need fucking be! So have your claims that this is a win in advance for you. We aren’t here to destroy you or kill you because this is wrestling and WE ARE TAG TEAM Wrestling! Lemme ask you.. Weren’t you two fools in 4CW’s Bad Company tournament? A tournament that TWO years in a row, I have had a different partner. Neither of which was Tommy Knox but still I found myself in the finals both years. One with an enemy and if not for me turning on him? We’d have become Tag Team Champions. Last year’s tournament? I won. The biggest tournament 4CW had seen for Bad Company and with one of my closest friends and former foes, we walked in and walked OUT as Tag Team Champions. So I’m not saying it’s a promise, I’m not saying it’s written somewhere in concrete because it’s a fight and in ANY good fight.. The outcome is never certain.
What IS certain is that you’ll be punched to the mouth, kicked to the teeth. Bend over and FUCKED if we have our way! That’s nothing sexual boys, it’s just the pleasures of this business and when a window opens and an opportunity arises? MMmmmMMmm! You cannot begin to understand the LOVE I have for that moment when all has failed in my opponent’s eyes." You can see the chills he was having just thinking about those moments. Reliving all the times before when people gave doubt and the hearsay wasn't his business, he didn't care for what other people thought. Inside that ring was the only place that mattered. Actions speak louder than words.
"I hope ya’ll ready cause we been lacking competition in a very slim division. So ask yourselves if you are really the competition we seek? Can handle the loss that MAY occur if you're not? Ask yourselves if coming up short you can still claim to be one of the best teams out there because be it dPEEg with Knox or World$tar with Jair Hopkins, I am pretty confident that either team is better than Shoot Camp. I really hope you feel the same way about yourselves because any little doubt and that’s your asses! That’s OUR victory and your defeat. Maybe after the match, dPEEg will just TAKE your Kamikaze Tag Belts and claim them as our own as well."
It wasn't out of the question for him to do shady things. He was nicknamed Troubled after all and has been known to play Foul. To do the strangest, grossest things one man can do in order to get ahead. "I've done some research, watched some matches. You two have chemistry but this will be another dead end for you. Another Lion's Cup, another DDT Tournament. So when we beat you, you can at least tell people you came close. Add to your accomplishments list of ALMOST success cause when you Shoot on us? We shoot up your whole Camp."
At the floor near his feet was a duffle bag. He reaches inside and pulls out his half of the GPC Tag Team Titles and slaps it over his shoulder. "It ain't nothing but a dPEEg Thang! Get right with it cause that's ALL it's gonna remain!"
"Don't forget to smile!" He did because he enjoyed these times. The approach to a great match and he knew this would be just that. Tokyo Dome. Big names, big matches. It was time to showcase why dPEEg held the Titles once again.
