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Date Posted: 13:11:04 02/04/00 Fri
Author: Jake Blade
Subject: IcE, Hardcore Jay, White Devil, and Road Dogg READ!



[The scene opens up in a jam-packed HWF arena. The crowd is going nuts, holding up their signs and screaming various wrestlers names out. Some joined in with the chants, others just yelled at them to stop yelling those names. All of a sudden, the lights go dim and "Earache my Eye" by KoRn starts to play. The crowd pops as the blue strobe light comes on and stays in rythm with the music. Then, Jake Blade steps out from the back with Tanya Moore at his side. Jake is wearing his normal black shirt with black baggy cargos. Tanya has a blue tube top on and some tight jeans. Chants of 'Jake Blade! Jake Blade!' could be heard throughout the arena. Jake and Tanya pose on the enterance way and then start to walk down the aisle toward the ring. As they walked a blood-red spot light followed them. Jake and Tanya made their way up the steel steps and into the ring. Jake and Tanya went from turnbuckle to turnbuckle, posing. Each time the crowd popped. Jake called for a mic and got it right away. Tanya went from rope to rope, standing on the lower rope and blowing kisses to the crowd. The male portion of the crowd really got into it. Jake raised the mic to his lips and began to speak.]

Jake Blade:
How was the Hardcore Thursday last night? GOOD?!? *crowd pops* Excellent. All of my loyal fans saw me, with the New World DisOrder, dismantle Mankind. Even though he didn't think that it would be us, it was. We screwed Mankind over to give Jay Man the HWF Title. Congrats Jay Man, but don't forget! The NWD is the reason for your win! I bet if we wouldn't have come down that ramp and beat Mankind over the head with nightsticks there isn't a chance that you would have come out of that match as the victor! Mankind would have probably climbed those rungs and grabbed that belt. Much to the dismay of the crowd. Who of course would rather see Jake Blade reach up and get that title off that holder... thingy.

[The crowd pops. Tanya gets the crowd wriled up a little more as Jake keeps speaking.]

Jake Blade:
And speaking of Jays. It looks like I have a match against Hardcore Jay on Monday Night. Well, well well. It looks like it's Hell in a Cell! Well isn't that AMAZING! I have two Hell in a Cell matches in a row! The first one, of course being against IcE at Redemption 2000. And that's the one I'm going to talk about first! IcE, you may have seen that locker room spray painted up with the words "Don't F*CK with the NWD" well, I'm here to say that those words written on those walls are true, very, very true. And by accepting the challenge I laid upon the table quite a while ago you just took a step into "F*cking with NWD" territory. I've been watching HWF television for quite some time now, and I've seen you come to the ring, get your ass beat, and then leave. And that happened almost every event. And if you did defeat someone it was by some kind of miraculous stroke of luck that you did. And that's what's BOUND to happen come Redemption. At Redemption you have three things. You have IcE, Hell in a Cell *crowd pops*, and of course, THE MILLENNIUM MAN! *crowd POPS* Since you don't exactly know how damn good I am in Hell in a Cell matches I decided to bring a little tape of how good I am. It's not the whole match, just some major highlights of it. ROLL IT!

[Jake takes the mic away from his mouth and steps back. Tanya comes over and Jake wraps his arm around Tanya's shoulders. The lights dim and the crowd devotes their attention to the HWF Tron. The video starts. Up comes a little warning that says "Content might be unsuitable for minors." It doesn't really give the crowd a chance to read it when the sound of a bell sounds and the highlights start. It starts out with the ref raising a World Title in the air. The camera zooms in on each person's face. Jake Blade has a vicious, hellish look on his face. The camera zooms in on the champion. He has a hellish look on his face, also. Jake steps out of the Cell and starts to climb the side of it. The champion looks confused and starts climbing, too. Jake reaches the top and grabs a chair that was there waiting. Just as the champion gets up, Jake slams the chair right down onto his head. The champion is dazed. Then highlights of various moves performed on the top of the cell onto the chair are shown. Then of Jake throwing the champion onto THE CEMENT below. Jake stands at the top and gives out a vicious cry. Then he climbs down the other side of the Cell and pulls the champion into the ring. Then various footage of punishing moves performed inside the ring are shown. It zooms in on the champion, who is battered and bloody. Teeth are laying all over the inside of the ring. Jake decides to finish it as he locks on the Final Breath. The camera zooms in on the champion's face and it is a face of agony. Then the sound of a bell rings and the movie fades to black. The lights turn back on and Jake pulls the mic to his lips.]

Jake Blade:
Now, IcE. If your in the back right now and just saw that footage, I'd like to know what you thought of it. Are you... intimidated? Are you... scared? I bet you are. After seeing that footage I'm a little horrifyed myself. That was gruesome. Kind of like Mankind's Hell in a Cell match with the Undertaker. Only, I was crowned champion of some sh*tty indy fed. But, that guy had more talent and ambission than you do, IcE. Which tells me that you are really going to be no contest for me. I might want to play around with you a little. But, the main reasons I'm in this match is to win. Then I will recieve even MORE recognition in the HWF. I've gotten some recognition for being a great-talent newcomer, but I want more. I want enough where I am headlining HWF Magazines and television programs. I told you that I was going to lead the HWF into the next millennium, and that's what I'm going to do... if I have to DIE for it.

[The crowd pops. Jake goes over to a turnbuckle and hoists himself to the top of it. He sighs and starts to speak again.]

Jake Blade:
I'm not done with you IcE. No, no. Not by a longshot. You may think you've sidestepped me by not facing me until Redemption, but I guarantee that will be the last time you "sidestep" Jake Blade. Actually, doing that will just pour gas on the fire. I love wrestling at Pay Per Views. It gets me pumped up and psyched to go. And IcE, when I face someone as small and petty as you, I'm thinkin' that all of that contained energy is just going to screw you over. You're going to get beat in that Cell and you know it. You just don't want to come out here and tell that to the loyal Jake Blade fans out there. You don't want to see what they will do to you if you talk smack about their hero. Or maybe you don't want to come out because you know I'll just be even more pissed off coming into Redemption. And you just KNOW that you don't want that. You haven't seen me officially wrestle, but I've been hearing the talk around the back about me. How I'm really good and probably championship material. Well, IcE, I am all of those things. I am Jake Blade! I'm the man! I'm... a cut above the rest!!!

[The crowd pops loud. Jake hops off of the turnbuckle. He goes to the ropes and springboards off of them and does a backflip. He nails it with a perfect landing. Jake ruffles his long, black hair with a smile and keeps speaking.]

Jake Blade:
Now, I was talking before about Jay Man and how he won the HWF Title, thanks to the NWD. And speaking of Jays, it looks as if I am facing Hardcore Jay in a Hell in a Cell match on Monday! Man, I'm just having all the fun here aren't I? TWO Hell in a Cell matches in a row. One night after another. Just building onto my success in the HWF. But, back to Hardcore Jay. Hardcore... Jay, you have done nothing to offend me or make me mad. But I'm sure you will. I hope you took a loooong haaaard look at that video I showed before, because our match will be under the exact same conditions, except I'll have a different opponent inside that Cell. Maybe your worth it, maybe your not. Should I spend a good Hell in a Cell match on you? Or... not? Yes, yes I think I will. After I pound the crap out of IcE I'll have the momentum going my way. And that's exactly what I WANT and you don't NEED. If you were paying any attention at all to that video I showed, you would have seen my opponent bloody and beaten, but yet I was unharmed. Why? Because these are my specialty. I don't really think I need to dive deeper into that, so I won't do anything my fans don't want to see. What my fans want to see is Jake Blade in tons and tons of matches in the HWF, and they want to see Jake Blade hold a title. But that title stuff will come later, right now what I want is matches. I want matches that will be the most extreme thing a guy would ever see. I love being extreme and love dishing out extreme punishment. But back to Hardcore Jay. Jay, who do you think you are? You're just another Hardcore Holly rip-off. You think you can be as extreme as me, but don't want to have the same name as me so you stick the word "hardcore" at the front of your name. Why? Why don't you just call yourself Jay? That would be a lot better than what you are doing right now. You think you can beat me, the Millennium Man? Well, I'll have you know I've rolled over punks like you ever since I started the wrestling business. And I'm not about to stop now. Remember, your just a little person on my way to gigantic fame. Cuz I'm a cut above the rest!!!

[The crowd pops pretty loud. Jake starts to pace around in the middle of the ring as he speaks.]

Jake Blade:
Now, onto my new buddy White Devil. Whitey, you had no business stickin' your nose in NWD's business. You had no right to come out here and talk about us as if we were inferior to you. And then you didn't even MENTION my name. You called me a "poofter". I'm not quite sure what that is or what it means, and I guess I never will because I don't feel like thumbing through an Old English Dictionary to find out. All I care about is stepping in that ring with you someday and utterly pounding the crap out of you. You may think of me as second rate, but by no means am I. I'm the first rate wrestler, one of the elite. I am... Jake Blade, the Millennium Man. You are... White Devil. A "devil" that is white. You look more like some kind of face-painted freak who just got out of a Marilyn Manson concert. You come out here with that fruity face-paint on and you preceed to talk like a loser. *talks in a high pitched voice* "You pillocks! You poofters!" *stops talking in a high pitched voice* God, I'm getting sick of your third grade insults. You can come out and talk all you want, Whitey, but it still won't do you any good. You have to back it up in the ring. And I think the NWD proved that you couldn't fight back when we kicked your ass on Thursday!!!

[The crowd pops HUGE. The crowd starts to chant "JAKE BLADE! JAKE BLADE!" All throughout the arena. Jake looks at Tanya and she smiles. Jake brings the mic to his lips and continues to speak.]

Jake Blade:
And, like always, I have to finish up my promo by talking about Road Dogg Jesse James. That dread-locked "pillock" as White Devil might call him. Road Dogg, you talk like your from Jamaca, but yet you look like you came from the trailer park. *crowd pops* Just look at him! He's dirty, smelly, and wears cut-off sleeves when all he has is fat and flab under his arms!! Road Dogg, do everyone in the front row a favor and wear a long sleeve shirt to the ring next time. If you do, I'll give you five dollars. That'll be enough to pay your trailer park owner your rent! Whooppee! Or maybe, you'll just light that thing up and burn it. To make for heat, or light or something. I don't know! Maybe you'll just spend it on a bottle of Jack or whiskey. If you do, don't drink it all for dinner. Just save some for later. I'm sure your trailer park neighbors don't want you naked and drunk, layed out in the middle of your lawn at 9:30 at night. More like... 12:30. That way everyone will be asleep. I know I will be! Only it will be in a nice comfy waterbed. In my beautiful eight story house. Well, more like mansion. Or maybe I'll still be awake... with Tanya...

[The crowd POPS! Jake looks at Tanya, and while doing so flips the mic over his head into the crowd. Tanya comes to the middle of the ring with Jake and they pose together. Camera bulbs flash and the crowd pops. "Earache my Eye" starts up again as Jake and Tanya walk to the back hand in hand. The scene fades to black...]



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