Post by Jason Cashe on Apr 4, 2016 10:55:04 GMT
"Let's be honest. This wasn't just about winning Tag Team Championships. It was about proving something to not only everyone else competing but the ourselves. I've known Tommy Knox for a very long time. I could have asked another member of Unstable to partner with me but something about this just felt different. I probably should have picked someone NOT retired though huh? Knox is good at picking up the pieces when called upon. He'll be ready, of that I have no doubt. If he's not? I'll kill him.."
"Kill me!? What the fuck man?"
The two old friends sitting on a couch in Cashe's basement in Houston, TX. Playstation 4 Controllers in their hands, they are playing something. The cameras turn to show that they were playing the upcoming 4CW 2016 Video Game. It appeared they were in a Tag Match, probably thinking this was part of their training. On the table in front of them where Knox has one foot propped up on was the lid of a shoe box. Inside was shredded marijuana and some rolling papers.
"Quit getting in the ring, you're gonna catch that 5 count! You lose this and I'm stomping you to the throat!" Cashe wasn't very friendly with one of his oldest friends. It seemed normal and the usual to Knox who barely skipped a beat before replying.
"Tag me then! I wanna fight too, shit!"
"You were just in the damn match! You act like because you're "retired" you need to be in the match more to make up for lost time. Chill out Knox, this is just a video game!"
"Shit this is about where it ends for any real game planning! You know how we do Cashe, Wing It and Bring It!"
"You didn't get Xavier Husleman's hair right either! You suck at making CAWs.."
"It's fine! Like you said it's a video game, it doesn't have to be perfect!"
"Just shut up, this is my time... Here, I'll tag you in. Finish the match." Evening giving him what he wanted, Knox always had something to say.
"Great now I will carry us to victory like usual!"
He got punched to the arm for his comment. Cashe sparked up the dead end of a joint and takes a few puffs. He hadn't kicked back like this in a while.
"Tag Team Tropolis! Nippon Budokan..."
"Haha sounds like you said Nipple, heh!"
"ANNNYWAYS!" Giving his Partner for this tournament a glare, Cashe continues with what he has to say.
"First round, names pulled from a hat and landing in our plate is "Worlds Most Dangerous Team"... I wonder how long it took to come up with that name boys? From what I can find, Xavier seems like a bright guy. How his athletic self ended up in a shit can... I'm sorry, the unknown like his current employer. I mean you seem to be wanting a career in the spotlight and yet... Velimir is your partner? You represent a small pond and as far as I'm concern, you are a small fish. One that has no real growth because the experiences you have where you are cannot give you a real challenge. This tournament holds many names well known in this business. Some known me, some don't but I assure you that you both in this first match will come to know me well.
Able to dedicate time directly to just you, that's a bad thing for you but not very good for us either...
I mean why waste precious time on you two clowns when you name is as plain, as basic and generic as a random name generator on the internet would give you. See our name? "KashVille" represents us, who we were when the name held value. Once upon a time I spelt my name K.A.S.H. but have in the last few years went to my legal spelling because it is who I am after all. Knox here just cut the "Ville" off Knox so he could look cooler no doubt."
Reaching over, Tommy Knox jabs Cashe to the side with a quick punch. Having a brief laugh, Knox starts taunting as he pushes the buttons to climb the turnbuckle in the game.
"AMERICAN HIGHLIFE BITCHES!!"
"And that's that this will be..."
Cashe playing the game again, enters the ring as Velimir CAW groggily stands up. Knox on the top ropes waiting. "Cashe" rushes up from behind, leaps up and connects with the "UTI" and instantly as Velimir's body lays on the canvas, Knox flies off the top with his "American Highlife" Frogsplash! "Cashe" crashes a knee into Xavier's face as he ducks through the ropes.
"Influenced By Highlife! That's what you boys will see right before the count of three eliminates you from this Tournament. Removes any HOPE you might have had to not only stand out but secure a victory. You won't do your promotion well, you won't advance, you will turn your bitch asses around and head back home. Make sure you get in sight seeing early because you probably won't be invited back. Nobody likes the weak and you two will come off looking VERY much weak when we've put our hands on you. This won't be a fight, it won't be a competition. It will be a sparring session and NJFC provided the trainees. Game... Over..."
The cutscene post match on the game plays as Cashe passes Knox the joint. "Let's play another, lets make Sativa and Williams! Ohh ohh no, let's make Riddle and Hawk! Yeah yeah! We're gonna soooo kick their asses!!"
When together, the two of them are the best of friends. They've been champions together, fought together in and out of the ring. They've even had the same chick though not at the same time. This was a real friendship, a chemistry tried time and time again. Nothing randomly put together here. This had been proven in the past. Fight One, WCF, TCW, this was time honored here and the "KashVille" name had once again returned to claim a spotlight.
"Kill me!? What the fuck man?"
The two old friends sitting on a couch in Cashe's basement in Houston, TX. Playstation 4 Controllers in their hands, they are playing something. The cameras turn to show that they were playing the upcoming 4CW 2016 Video Game. It appeared they were in a Tag Match, probably thinking this was part of their training. On the table in front of them where Knox has one foot propped up on was the lid of a shoe box. Inside was shredded marijuana and some rolling papers.
"Quit getting in the ring, you're gonna catch that 5 count! You lose this and I'm stomping you to the throat!" Cashe wasn't very friendly with one of his oldest friends. It seemed normal and the usual to Knox who barely skipped a beat before replying.
"Tag me then! I wanna fight too, shit!"
"You were just in the damn match! You act like because you're "retired" you need to be in the match more to make up for lost time. Chill out Knox, this is just a video game!"
"Shit this is about where it ends for any real game planning! You know how we do Cashe, Wing It and Bring It!"
"You didn't get Xavier Husleman's hair right either! You suck at making CAWs.."
"It's fine! Like you said it's a video game, it doesn't have to be perfect!"
"Just shut up, this is my time... Here, I'll tag you in. Finish the match." Evening giving him what he wanted, Knox always had something to say.
"Great now I will carry us to victory like usual!"
He got punched to the arm for his comment. Cashe sparked up the dead end of a joint and takes a few puffs. He hadn't kicked back like this in a while.
"Tag Team Tropolis! Nippon Budokan..."
"Haha sounds like you said Nipple, heh!"
"ANNNYWAYS!" Giving his Partner for this tournament a glare, Cashe continues with what he has to say.
"First round, names pulled from a hat and landing in our plate is "Worlds Most Dangerous Team"... I wonder how long it took to come up with that name boys? From what I can find, Xavier seems like a bright guy. How his athletic self ended up in a shit can... I'm sorry, the unknown like his current employer. I mean you seem to be wanting a career in the spotlight and yet... Velimir is your partner? You represent a small pond and as far as I'm concern, you are a small fish. One that has no real growth because the experiences you have where you are cannot give you a real challenge. This tournament holds many names well known in this business. Some known me, some don't but I assure you that you both in this first match will come to know me well.
Able to dedicate time directly to just you, that's a bad thing for you but not very good for us either...
I mean why waste precious time on you two clowns when you name is as plain, as basic and generic as a random name generator on the internet would give you. See our name? "KashVille" represents us, who we were when the name held value. Once upon a time I spelt my name K.A.S.H. but have in the last few years went to my legal spelling because it is who I am after all. Knox here just cut the "Ville" off Knox so he could look cooler no doubt."
Reaching over, Tommy Knox jabs Cashe to the side with a quick punch. Having a brief laugh, Knox starts taunting as he pushes the buttons to climb the turnbuckle in the game.
"AMERICAN HIGHLIFE BITCHES!!"
"And that's that this will be..."
Cashe playing the game again, enters the ring as Velimir CAW groggily stands up. Knox on the top ropes waiting. "Cashe" rushes up from behind, leaps up and connects with the "UTI" and instantly as Velimir's body lays on the canvas, Knox flies off the top with his "American Highlife" Frogsplash! "Cashe" crashes a knee into Xavier's face as he ducks through the ropes.
"Influenced By Highlife! That's what you boys will see right before the count of three eliminates you from this Tournament. Removes any HOPE you might have had to not only stand out but secure a victory. You won't do your promotion well, you won't advance, you will turn your bitch asses around and head back home. Make sure you get in sight seeing early because you probably won't be invited back. Nobody likes the weak and you two will come off looking VERY much weak when we've put our hands on you. This won't be a fight, it won't be a competition. It will be a sparring session and NJFC provided the trainees. Game... Over..."
The cutscene post match on the game plays as Cashe passes Knox the joint. "Let's play another, lets make Sativa and Williams! Ohh ohh no, let's make Riddle and Hawk! Yeah yeah! We're gonna soooo kick their asses!!"
When together, the two of them are the best of friends. They've been champions together, fought together in and out of the ring. They've even had the same chick though not at the same time. This was a real friendship, a chemistry tried time and time again. Nothing randomly put together here. This had been proven in the past. Fight One, WCF, TCW, this was time honored here and the "KashVille" name had once again returned to claim a spotlight.
