Post by jamo on Jul 11, 2020 15:55:44 GMT -5
*Jamo is sitting in a darkened empty locker room with no one with to talk to, inside the SFT arena, thinking about Bad Abundance, remembering what he felt when watching the ICW team that he represented, lose. Jamo, remembers being backstage watching the match unfold after he was eliminated by Louis Cypher early in the five man skirmish. As he hung his head in shame and started screaming in anger, something dawned on him. SFT was pushing him to be more than a cookie cutter wrestler like many in ICW have been thriving off of being, while ICW has been rewarding him title shots for something he shouldn’t earned. He recalls the dedication that most of the undercard in SFT had and how he seen these men bled SFT so many times in the past.. Jamo finally understands that SFT was making him a lot stronger than ICW could have.*
*Jamo remembers the match that he lost at lethal lottery, teaming with Louis Cypher the man that he tried hard to work with to get advanced to next round be his team lost, he headed back to his locker room with head hang in shame, Jamo sits down on the chair with his hand on his head knowing that the hard work still continues in SFT.*
*While staying in a old hotel room sleeping, he hears a noise in his phone that he got a text from SFT management saying that I’m facing a man who I fought war in a bar brawl match from the past and that man name is Rumpke, Jamo gets up to get ready to head down to the SFT arena at New Orleans, Louisiana. While arrived at the arena, all SFT staffs and wrestlers looked at Jamo, showing no love or anything towards the man, Jamo just walked past them to get to his locker room trying to avoid any bump ins but few wrestlers bumped into him showing the man with disrespect towards him, Jamo stumbles back then looks back to every single SFT wrestlers with restraint by not showing any anger or violence towards them, he ignores it to continue walking towards his locker room where is empty, dark with few lights in and dirty.*
*While getting ready, Jamo was lacing his wrestling boots on then he stops, look towards the camera.*
Jamo: For years that I’ve competed in SFT, I know that it’s all about the hard work and to earn respect from fellow wrestlers, I’ve worked hard match after match then winning titles to be the best in SFT.
*Jamo hangs his head in shame after what he said*
Jamo: The laziness started to begin while I was champion, I was showing no interest to keep on working hard to be the same, should I blame myself for that and I do, if my grandfather was here with me, he would’ve kicked my arse for being a lazy son of a bitch! Now it’s the time to get back on to the hardest work of my life, right now I’m inside a room with no life around me cause it’s empty, back to the beginning right now like a nobody, a jobber. A jobber who is willing to put back into the hard work to get back up again! He’ll last week losing to the intercontinental champion who thinks he’s superior was a joke to me but don’t worry I’ll get back at him but first let’s focus on the real match that I’m facing.
*Jamo is done lacing his wrestling boots on, gets up to put on his jacket before he leaves.*
Jamo: Tonight I face a similar man, a man who I fought war before while I was the intercontinental champion which I put my title on the line in a bar brawl match, that man name is Rumpke, the man who is a tough son of a bitch and most importantly a man who I damn well respect him. Well Rumpke, here we go again for a another battle on that very ring, hope you still got it while you faced me tonight. Let’s give these fans a fucking show eh, like we always do.
*Jamo sits back down and continues to hang his head in shame but looks back at the camera showing serious expression on his face*
Jamo: Your turn you good old son of a bitch, trust me it’s good to fight you again.
*Jamo remembers the match that he lost at lethal lottery, teaming with Louis Cypher the man that he tried hard to work with to get advanced to next round be his team lost, he headed back to his locker room with head hang in shame, Jamo sits down on the chair with his hand on his head knowing that the hard work still continues in SFT.*
*While staying in a old hotel room sleeping, he hears a noise in his phone that he got a text from SFT management saying that I’m facing a man who I fought war in a bar brawl match from the past and that man name is Rumpke, Jamo gets up to get ready to head down to the SFT arena at New Orleans, Louisiana. While arrived at the arena, all SFT staffs and wrestlers looked at Jamo, showing no love or anything towards the man, Jamo just walked past them to get to his locker room trying to avoid any bump ins but few wrestlers bumped into him showing the man with disrespect towards him, Jamo stumbles back then looks back to every single SFT wrestlers with restraint by not showing any anger or violence towards them, he ignores it to continue walking towards his locker room where is empty, dark with few lights in and dirty.*
*While getting ready, Jamo was lacing his wrestling boots on then he stops, look towards the camera.*
Jamo: For years that I’ve competed in SFT, I know that it’s all about the hard work and to earn respect from fellow wrestlers, I’ve worked hard match after match then winning titles to be the best in SFT.
*Jamo hangs his head in shame after what he said*
Jamo: The laziness started to begin while I was champion, I was showing no interest to keep on working hard to be the same, should I blame myself for that and I do, if my grandfather was here with me, he would’ve kicked my arse for being a lazy son of a bitch! Now it’s the time to get back on to the hardest work of my life, right now I’m inside a room with no life around me cause it’s empty, back to the beginning right now like a nobody, a jobber. A jobber who is willing to put back into the hard work to get back up again! He’ll last week losing to the intercontinental champion who thinks he’s superior was a joke to me but don’t worry I’ll get back at him but first let’s focus on the real match that I’m facing.
*Jamo is done lacing his wrestling boots on, gets up to put on his jacket before he leaves.*
Jamo: Tonight I face a similar man, a man who I fought war before while I was the intercontinental champion which I put my title on the line in a bar brawl match, that man name is Rumpke, the man who is a tough son of a bitch and most importantly a man who I damn well respect him. Well Rumpke, here we go again for a another battle on that very ring, hope you still got it while you faced me tonight. Let’s give these fans a fucking show eh, like we always do.
*Jamo sits back down and continues to hang his head in shame but looks back at the camera showing serious expression on his face*
Jamo: Your turn you good old son of a bitch, trust me it’s good to fight you again.
