Post by Jay Impact on Oct 17, 2020 9:04:56 GMT -5
The scene opens in Chicago, Illinois where SFT's own Jay Impact walks into a 3 star hotel at 1 O'clock in the morning. Jay is wearing a sweat grey shirt with blue jeans on and a bragging luggage of his own. He missed his flight to Tokyo, Japan for Titans 95 so he has to reschedule another, but before that he needs to take one night rest.
Jay Impact: Holy father! Buddy Impact, you are in a serious trouble. Hope you'll make it to Japan ASAP.
Jay babbling to himself and reaches to the front desk of the hotel but nobody's there on the desk, just a little bell and a sign that said, "Ring for the Service."
"DING!!"
Nobody responds.
"DING DING!!"
Still no response after a few good seconds.
"DING DING DING DING DING!!
DING DING!!.. DING DING DING!!"
Jay keeps hitting the bell by his hand, he starts pushing the button with his elbow. Then holds the bell in his hand and starts hitting the button on his forehead as the bell keeps ringing. All of a sudden a female voice comes out from behind.
Lady: I hear the bell.
A typical brunette Chicagoan lady comes out, wearing high heels, taking steps in a cat-walking style, dragging a cigarette.
Lady: Are you the one ringing that damn bell?
Jay nods his head with his eyes wide open and says nothing else.
Lady: What the hell you want?
Jay Impact: Um, I'm checking in.
Lady: You know what time is it? Its tomorrow.
Jay Impact: I know, I just missed my flight.
Lady: Mm-hmm, whatever you say.
She drags her cigarette right on Jay's face.
Lady: So we got this blonde-ass showing up late as hell. I wish I could surcharge you on that.
She starts doing the registration on the computer.
Lady: What's your name?
Jay Impact: The reservation is going under the name of Jay Impact.
Lady: IMPACT?
Jay Impact: Yes, Impact!
Lady: Okay.. E..M.. P.A.C..
Jay Impact: No, no, no, no, its Impact with an I, not E.
Lady: With an I? But didn't you just said Eee...mpact? You didn't say I..M..PACT.. You said EEM..PACT..!
Jay Impact: Its Impact with an I. That's it!
Lady: Whatever you say, its your damn name, okay.
The lady does another drag of her cigarette which irritates Impact.
Jay Impact: You know, that's bad for you.
Lady: Oh this cigarette right here? My grandma lived to be 100 years old.
Jay Impact: Smoking?!!!
Lady: No, minding her own damn business. Okay? Mr. Eeempact with an I!
Jay nods his head, done the booking and paid for the hotel check-in with his credit card. Jay hands over his luggage to the hotel porter who goes to drop it in his room as Jay puts his hand inside the pocket, taking a pack of cigarette out and starts smoking outside the hotel. He is suddenly stopped by an old homeless man at some nearby park.
Old Man: Hey you, right there! Mind sharing you cigarette with this old fella?
Jay Impact: Sure! Here's the last one. It was written in your damn fate.
Jay hands over the whole pack to the old man as he takes out the lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette. After taking a few good drags he looks at Jay.
Old Man: I think I know you. You're the guy from the TV, right?
Jay Impact: Yes, I am! But you seem like a homeless man, how come you have seen me on the Television?
The old man slightly slaps Jay on the back of his head.
Old Man: You damn fool! The house is expensive to buy and the TV is NOT.
Jay Impact: Whoa! I never thought about that. Looks like my brain is slipping away. I have been in Chicago all week, hanging out, having fun and now I'm dull and dizzy.
Old Man: So how did you find the city?
Jay Impact: For me? This is cool, man, because I've been coming here for so long, its nice to walk into places and have people freak out. It does something for me, you know? I'm walking into McDonald's and they're loosing it.
Old Man: Look buddy, I didn't loose after seeing you but I'm definitely going to take a selfie with you.
Jay Impact: Sorry but I've forgot my phone in the.....
Before Jay finishes his sentence, the homeless man takes out an iPhone X from his pocket and opens the front camera for a selfie.
Jay Impact: Holy heaven! You've got a phone too? An iPhone X? Even I don't have an iPhone X, bro. What's going on here? Are you some kind of undercover agent spying on me? Because I suspect you might have got all those cool James Bond style gadgets so you can do ransom kidnapping on me.
Old man clicks the phone and takes the selfie without Jay even noticing.
Old Man: Ransom kidnapping? I can't wait to tell my daughter that I took a picture with the guy that repossesses cars and yet he thinks that I will kidnap him for ransom.
Jay Impact: How do you know about my repossessing cars story?
Old Man: Well, I just took a wild guess and see, you raised your hands. What makes you think that someone is gonna kidnap you let alone doing a ransom kidnapping?
Jay Impact: Nevermind! You know I happened to be in this whole World Title match last week in United Kingdom..
Old Man: United Arab Emirates!
Jay Impact: Yeah! United Arabic Emirates, I freaked out the whole arena by my performance, and the knew that Jay Impact is about to become their new SFT Champion until that guy Santonicas Cmolluskan..
Old Man: Lucas Balkan!
Jay Impact: Yeah him! Lucas Balkan, that guy smelled that his World Title was about to slithering away from his hands and will fall into the most prestigious and reputable hands of the guy of sports entertainment business. So he played his cheap shot and ended the match with a countout. He created this whole setup because he knew he by hook or by crook gonna lose the match against me. So he chose the option where he loses the match but not the belt. But you know there's something marvelous happened, when Cuckold came out..
Jay takes the last drags of his cigarette before squeezing it underneath his boot.
Old Man: Cuckold? You mean Harold?
Jay Impact: Yeah him! When Harold came out and announced that Logan Askan (Lucas Balkan) will be receiving a penalty for ending the match in such a way which angered the fans and they demanded a refund for the tickets. Because they knew Jay could have stolen the show if he won the match by the in-ring rules. They are gonna see the new champion, shifting of the World Title and then they will tell their kids to that you got to take this Canadian Superhero as their ideal and send them to our country to be trained in performance center under my supervisor. But it all those dreams shattered and who is to blame? Crimson Soft-cunt.
Old Man: Lucas Balkan!
Jay Impact: Yeah him! But Japanese people got damn lucky in a three different ways. No, wait! FOUR! Number one: They are gonna have witness a Hell in a Cell in their capital. Number two: They are gonna see me live, beating Quelatykan's (Balkan's) right from the top of his head till the bottom of his feet, bloodbath may happen, but I don't care and that's the third.
Old Man: And the fourth?
Jay Impact: The forth is when they will see me being crowned the SFT World Champion and remain undefeated, unstoppable, unbeatable son of a gun. Once that happens, you will see that Japanese people will go against their tradition and name their sons after my name.
Old Man: What about their daughters?
Jay Impact: Well they can name them .. Jay Impact-ESS?
Old Man: That's too inconvenient.
Jay Impact: Not as much as they watch Lucas Balkan leaving with the World Title and their eyes might get expired out of cancer. So here I'm. The Messiah! The Savior of SFT! Locking my horns with the reigning champion and the bad news is... He can't end the match via count out this time. Now, if you excuse as I have got a whole lot of planning to do for my match this upcoming Tuesday. Damn! I'm the guy who is sure as hell gonna take a beast outta me like wolverine and suck up on Mohegan's (Lucas') blood.
Old Man: Like a batman?
Jay Impact: Batman doesn't suck blood. Does he?
Old Man: He doesn't, but the Bats do.
Jay Impact: DAMN! That's informative. Well now you understood the whole theory behind someone kidnapping me? Because Crooked-face (Lucas) want it to happen otherwise he fears that if Jay made it to Tokyo then his titile slithering away is... as Candace would say.. written in the heaven of the scrolls.
Old Man: Scrolls of the heaven!
Jay Impact: Yeah, that's what I meant. Thank you! Later!
Old man nods his head with a smile and gives Jay a thumbs up. Jay responds back with a high five and leaves the area in order to walk back inside the hotel as the scene fades out.
Jay Impact: Holy father! Buddy Impact, you are in a serious trouble. Hope you'll make it to Japan ASAP.
Jay babbling to himself and reaches to the front desk of the hotel but nobody's there on the desk, just a little bell and a sign that said, "Ring for the Service."
"DING!!"
Nobody responds.
"DING DING!!"
Still no response after a few good seconds.
"DING DING DING DING DING!!
DING DING!!.. DING DING DING!!"
Jay keeps hitting the bell by his hand, he starts pushing the button with his elbow. Then holds the bell in his hand and starts hitting the button on his forehead as the bell keeps ringing. All of a sudden a female voice comes out from behind.
Lady: I hear the bell.
A typical brunette Chicagoan lady comes out, wearing high heels, taking steps in a cat-walking style, dragging a cigarette.
Lady: Are you the one ringing that damn bell?
Jay nods his head with his eyes wide open and says nothing else.
Lady: What the hell you want?
Jay Impact: Um, I'm checking in.
Lady: You know what time is it? Its tomorrow.
Jay Impact: I know, I just missed my flight.
Lady: Mm-hmm, whatever you say.
She drags her cigarette right on Jay's face.
Lady: So we got this blonde-ass showing up late as hell. I wish I could surcharge you on that.
She starts doing the registration on the computer.
Lady: What's your name?
Jay Impact: The reservation is going under the name of Jay Impact.
Lady: IMPACT?
Jay Impact: Yes, Impact!
Lady: Okay.. E..M.. P.A.C..
Jay Impact: No, no, no, no, its Impact with an I, not E.
Lady: With an I? But didn't you just said Eee...mpact? You didn't say I..M..PACT.. You said EEM..PACT..!
Jay Impact: Its Impact with an I. That's it!
Lady: Whatever you say, its your damn name, okay.
The lady does another drag of her cigarette which irritates Impact.
Jay Impact: You know, that's bad for you.
Lady: Oh this cigarette right here? My grandma lived to be 100 years old.
Jay Impact: Smoking?!!!
Lady: No, minding her own damn business. Okay? Mr. Eeempact with an I!
Jay nods his head, done the booking and paid for the hotel check-in with his credit card. Jay hands over his luggage to the hotel porter who goes to drop it in his room as Jay puts his hand inside the pocket, taking a pack of cigarette out and starts smoking outside the hotel. He is suddenly stopped by an old homeless man at some nearby park.
Old Man: Hey you, right there! Mind sharing you cigarette with this old fella?
Jay Impact: Sure! Here's the last one. It was written in your damn fate.
Jay hands over the whole pack to the old man as he takes out the lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette. After taking a few good drags he looks at Jay.
Old Man: I think I know you. You're the guy from the TV, right?
Jay Impact: Yes, I am! But you seem like a homeless man, how come you have seen me on the Television?
The old man slightly slaps Jay on the back of his head.
Old Man: You damn fool! The house is expensive to buy and the TV is NOT.
Jay Impact: Whoa! I never thought about that. Looks like my brain is slipping away. I have been in Chicago all week, hanging out, having fun and now I'm dull and dizzy.
Old Man: So how did you find the city?
Jay Impact: For me? This is cool, man, because I've been coming here for so long, its nice to walk into places and have people freak out. It does something for me, you know? I'm walking into McDonald's and they're loosing it.
Old Man: Look buddy, I didn't loose after seeing you but I'm definitely going to take a selfie with you.
Jay Impact: Sorry but I've forgot my phone in the.....
Before Jay finishes his sentence, the homeless man takes out an iPhone X from his pocket and opens the front camera for a selfie.
Jay Impact: Holy heaven! You've got a phone too? An iPhone X? Even I don't have an iPhone X, bro. What's going on here? Are you some kind of undercover agent spying on me? Because I suspect you might have got all those cool James Bond style gadgets so you can do ransom kidnapping on me.
Old man clicks the phone and takes the selfie without Jay even noticing.
Old Man: Ransom kidnapping? I can't wait to tell my daughter that I took a picture with the guy that repossesses cars and yet he thinks that I will kidnap him for ransom.
Jay Impact: How do you know about my repossessing cars story?
Old Man: Well, I just took a wild guess and see, you raised your hands. What makes you think that someone is gonna kidnap you let alone doing a ransom kidnapping?
Jay Impact: Nevermind! You know I happened to be in this whole World Title match last week in United Kingdom..
Old Man: United Arab Emirates!
Jay Impact: Yeah! United Arabic Emirates, I freaked out the whole arena by my performance, and the knew that Jay Impact is about to become their new SFT Champion until that guy Santonicas Cmolluskan..
Old Man: Lucas Balkan!
Jay Impact: Yeah him! Lucas Balkan, that guy smelled that his World Title was about to slithering away from his hands and will fall into the most prestigious and reputable hands of the guy of sports entertainment business. So he played his cheap shot and ended the match with a countout. He created this whole setup because he knew he by hook or by crook gonna lose the match against me. So he chose the option where he loses the match but not the belt. But you know there's something marvelous happened, when Cuckold came out..
Jay takes the last drags of his cigarette before squeezing it underneath his boot.
Old Man: Cuckold? You mean Harold?
Jay Impact: Yeah him! When Harold came out and announced that Logan Askan (Lucas Balkan) will be receiving a penalty for ending the match in such a way which angered the fans and they demanded a refund for the tickets. Because they knew Jay could have stolen the show if he won the match by the in-ring rules. They are gonna see the new champion, shifting of the World Title and then they will tell their kids to that you got to take this Canadian Superhero as their ideal and send them to our country to be trained in performance center under my supervisor. But it all those dreams shattered and who is to blame? Crimson Soft-cunt.
Old Man: Lucas Balkan!
Jay Impact: Yeah him! But Japanese people got damn lucky in a three different ways. No, wait! FOUR! Number one: They are gonna have witness a Hell in a Cell in their capital. Number two: They are gonna see me live, beating Quelatykan's (Balkan's) right from the top of his head till the bottom of his feet, bloodbath may happen, but I don't care and that's the third.
Old Man: And the fourth?
Jay Impact: The forth is when they will see me being crowned the SFT World Champion and remain undefeated, unstoppable, unbeatable son of a gun. Once that happens, you will see that Japanese people will go against their tradition and name their sons after my name.
Old Man: What about their daughters?
Jay Impact: Well they can name them .. Jay Impact-ESS?
Old Man: That's too inconvenient.
Jay Impact: Not as much as they watch Lucas Balkan leaving with the World Title and their eyes might get expired out of cancer. So here I'm. The Messiah! The Savior of SFT! Locking my horns with the reigning champion and the bad news is... He can't end the match via count out this time. Now, if you excuse as I have got a whole lot of planning to do for my match this upcoming Tuesday. Damn! I'm the guy who is sure as hell gonna take a beast outta me like wolverine and suck up on Mohegan's (Lucas') blood.
Old Man: Like a batman?
Jay Impact: Batman doesn't suck blood. Does he?
Old Man: He doesn't, but the Bats do.
Jay Impact: DAMN! That's informative. Well now you understood the whole theory behind someone kidnapping me? Because Crooked-face (Lucas) want it to happen otherwise he fears that if Jay made it to Tokyo then his titile slithering away is... as Candace would say.. written in the heaven of the scrolls.
Old Man: Scrolls of the heaven!
Jay Impact: Yeah, that's what I meant. Thank you! Later!
Old man nods his head with a smile and gives Jay a thumbs up. Jay responds back with a high five and leaves the area in order to walk back inside the hotel as the scene fades out.
