Post by Jay Impact on Oct 1, 2023 18:57:24 GMT -5
The scene opens with Jay Impact lounging in his dressing room, donned in his signature wrestling attire, complete with the SFT World Title slung over his shoulder. The door creaks open, and Josh, Jay's enthusiastic friend and partner in crime, bounces in with an energy that matches Jay's own.
Jay Impact: BUD! Can you feel this moment? A moment filled with the scent of success and the aura of a champion. Feast your eyes on the holy trinity of championships!
Impact smiles with his eyes closed and takes a deep breath.
Josh: Jay, my dude! The word on the street is that tonight, you're stepping into Hell in a Cell with Travis Deacon Hall. I've got one question. Do you have a strategy?
Jay Impact: You bet, BUDDY! Picture this: I unleash the Rubber Chicken Fury, flap my wings of glory, and dance around the Cell like it's a giant coop.
Jay mimics a chicken dance, prompting Josh to burst into laughter.
Jay Impact: He's my trusty sidekick. Many have tried to understand its power, but only a select few get to feel your mighty cluck of doom. Cluck!! cluck!!
Josh: Brilliant strategy, Jay. I'm sure Travis won't know what hit him. But hey, what if he brings out some secret weapon?
Jay Impact: For example? Travis' Dick Will Fall...
Josh: Travis' Deacon Hall!
Jay Impact: Yeah him... he's secret weapon is probably a coupon for a discount at a chicken joint. Besides, I've got the ultimate secret weapon—the Rubber Chicken of Doom. Travis is Licking Balls (Travis Deacon Hall) is a kind of guy who goes to a psychic to find out if he'll ever win a match. Spoiler alert: The psychic just laughs. But seriously, I hope he's been practicing his acceptance speech for being the "His Biggest Lose in ICW History", When he realize that was Jay "FREAKING" Impact waltzed away with this shiny Intercontinental Championship from him. He'll discover that facing Impact isn't just a contest this time; it's an journey into uncharted territory.
Jay Impact stares at the camera with sort of a serious, yet confident look over his face.
Jay Impact: So, Travis The Tiny Balls (Travis Deacon Hall), prepare yourself for the whimsical antics of the rubber chicken, the grandeur of the Jay Impact spectacle, and a schooling in humility. Tonight, you're not just confronting a man; you're confronting an icon. People are gonna forget the iconic fall Undertaker gave to Mankind. Because I won't be minding you throwing you from bad to worse and breaking not just American but also Spanish announce table simultaneously by throwing you off of the cage to settle the dust. And when the dust settles, I'll be the one standing tall, belts proudly draped over my shoulder, poised for whatever comes next.
Jay turns his attention back to Josh and takes out a paper from his pocket and read out something from paper.
Jay Impact: Hey Jagrati (Josh), listen to this!
He clears his throat and reads out the thing written on that paper.
"In the Cell tonight, where the drama's intense,
I'll whip out my chicken, his last line of defense.
Travis, big talker, but it's just a breeze,
I'll rap him silly, bring him to his knees.
Rubber Chicken swingin', Travis starts to wobble,
In the rhyming arena, I'll make him gobble.
His boasts and his threats, just a bunch of fluff,
I'll turn his smack talk into a lyrical rebuff.
So, Travis, O loser, get ready for the show,
In the Cell, I'll make your bravado go low.
Your words, like your chances, thinning in the air,
I'll rap you down, with the Rubber Chicken flair."
Josh claps, thoroughly entertained, and the duo shares a hearty laugh as Jay prepares to face Travis Deacon Hall in the Hell in a Cell match, armed with humor, confidence, and, of course, the legendary Rubber Chicken of Doom.
Jay Impact: BUD! Can you feel this moment? A moment filled with the scent of success and the aura of a champion. Feast your eyes on the holy trinity of championships!
Impact smiles with his eyes closed and takes a deep breath.
Josh: Jay, my dude! The word on the street is that tonight, you're stepping into Hell in a Cell with Travis Deacon Hall. I've got one question. Do you have a strategy?
Jay Impact: You bet, BUDDY! Picture this: I unleash the Rubber Chicken Fury, flap my wings of glory, and dance around the Cell like it's a giant coop.
Jay mimics a chicken dance, prompting Josh to burst into laughter.
Jay Impact: He's my trusty sidekick. Many have tried to understand its power, but only a select few get to feel your mighty cluck of doom. Cluck!! cluck!!
Josh: Brilliant strategy, Jay. I'm sure Travis won't know what hit him. But hey, what if he brings out some secret weapon?
Jay Impact: For example? Travis' Dick Will Fall...
Josh: Travis' Deacon Hall!
Jay Impact: Yeah him... he's secret weapon is probably a coupon for a discount at a chicken joint. Besides, I've got the ultimate secret weapon—the Rubber Chicken of Doom. Travis is Licking Balls (Travis Deacon Hall) is a kind of guy who goes to a psychic to find out if he'll ever win a match. Spoiler alert: The psychic just laughs. But seriously, I hope he's been practicing his acceptance speech for being the "His Biggest Lose in ICW History", When he realize that was Jay "FREAKING" Impact waltzed away with this shiny Intercontinental Championship from him. He'll discover that facing Impact isn't just a contest this time; it's an journey into uncharted territory.
Jay Impact stares at the camera with sort of a serious, yet confident look over his face.
Jay Impact: So, Travis The Tiny Balls (Travis Deacon Hall), prepare yourself for the whimsical antics of the rubber chicken, the grandeur of the Jay Impact spectacle, and a schooling in humility. Tonight, you're not just confronting a man; you're confronting an icon. People are gonna forget the iconic fall Undertaker gave to Mankind. Because I won't be minding you throwing you from bad to worse and breaking not just American but also Spanish announce table simultaneously by throwing you off of the cage to settle the dust. And when the dust settles, I'll be the one standing tall, belts proudly draped over my shoulder, poised for whatever comes next.
Jay turns his attention back to Josh and takes out a paper from his pocket and read out something from paper.
Jay Impact: Hey Jagrati (Josh), listen to this!
He clears his throat and reads out the thing written on that paper.
"In the Cell tonight, where the drama's intense,
I'll whip out my chicken, his last line of defense.
Travis, big talker, but it's just a breeze,
I'll rap him silly, bring him to his knees.
Rubber Chicken swingin', Travis starts to wobble,
In the rhyming arena, I'll make him gobble.
His boasts and his threats, just a bunch of fluff,
I'll turn his smack talk into a lyrical rebuff.
So, Travis, O loser, get ready for the show,
In the Cell, I'll make your bravado go low.
Your words, like your chances, thinning in the air,
I'll rap you down, with the Rubber Chicken flair."
Josh claps, thoroughly entertained, and the duo shares a hearty laugh as Jay prepares to face Travis Deacon Hall in the Hell in a Cell match, armed with humor, confidence, and, of course, the legendary Rubber Chicken of Doom.
