Post by Price on Dec 10, 2022 0:37:21 GMT
We come back from a short commercial break paid for by The Icons. Layla looks like she has composed her self after yelling at Price to stop threatening his and possibly her future boss live on air.
"Welcome back to our special sit down interview with The Messiah of Hardcore Price. Before we had to go to break we were talking about the opening match for this Sunday's God Amongst Men the new Limitless Chamber match to determine the next contender for the IPW National Openweight Championship. A new match with a bunch of new faces to both you and IPW, how are you getting prepared for such a match?"
Price shrugs. "Same way I get ready for any match, I study who I am fighting, find their weaknesses and use those for my advantage. This is how I have always came out on top in all of these cluster fuck style matches. Because they allow me to do whatever the fuck I want to do, and that's where I thrive. I may not be the strongest in the match, I might not be the most technically sound, I'm sure as fuck not the fastest, but I am one thing that puts me a league above everyone else, I am the smartest man in that ring night in and night out."
"Speaking of strong, John Blade had some strong comments for you heading into this match."
Price laughs hysterically then quickly goes back to his stone faced killer mode, then he looks slightly confused.
"Did he? Did he really? This rube signs his contract that he was lucky to get in the first place, and first thing out of his mouth is he wants a title match, not a chance at a title match but one right the fuck out the gate. Yeah we see you John, with your wack ass cookie cutter bars, you wouldn't bust a grape in a food fight my dawg. I've been in the booth with some trash before but you take the cake my dude. You look like a rejected PROTOTYPE of what someone thinks a wrestler should look like...in the fucking early 2000's. Imma enjoy making you scream John, hell I might even make you cry, because I can assure you son, you aint NEVER been in a ring with someone like me before, and once I'm done with you ya might never been in a ring ever again." Price waves his hand to dismiss this topic.
"He's not the only one gunning for this title shot however, you also have 3 new upstarts in Pandora Rivers, Roxie Gearheart and my new favorite alien, Flux."
Price grins while he shakes his head a bit. "Three ladies who remind me a LOT of my daughter...now mind you that isn't a good thing as my kid is a bi-polar, pyromaniac schizophrenic, with a high threshold to pain. Honestly I don't know where she get's it from."
We cut to Spike Kane standing off camera motioning 'You! she get's it from you!'
"I blame her mother she's always had that Mexican fire to her." Spike facepalms.
"Especially that Pandora Rivers, she is cut from the same cloth as my kid just with a religious cult screwing up her brain. But that's ok, nothing a swift DDT onto a chair can't fix." Price gives an evil grin.
"Roxie Gearheart seems to be a little unhinged also if you ask me."
"Is she? Some people would say the same about me, and maybe they are right, OR... maybe they are fucking marks that got worked into thinking our type of crazy is not fully under our control. Same with Flux, I think they both know exactly what they are doing at any given time even if it looks like to the rest of us that they are out of control, but the both seem to take bites bigger than they can chew, and I am that bite. Roxie is someone I'll be keeping my eye on down the road, as I think she is the type to fit the mold to be part of the Chaos Theory movement...I'll test her this Sunday to see if that is the case or not. And trust me, even when I defeat her, I will be able to tell if she's cut from the same cloth or not. I hope she doesn't disappoint." He looks dead at the camera as if he's personally challenging Roxie to bring it this Sunday.
"The only sane person in this match is everyone's new favorite masked super hero Rey Jaguar. A man who I personally think could win this match."
"That's fucked up Layla." She just shrugs back with a face that says it is what it is. "But naw if we are being honest, fuck yeah I like this kid Rey Jaguar. He's studied the right people, molded his game and move set to the right legends, has a good head on his shoulders seems to have no daddy issues unlike others in this match, the one thing I think the kid is lacking, and what will ultimately be his downfall in this match, is his lack of killer instinct. In a match like this it's kill or be killed and I don't think the kid has it in him to pull the trigger." He uses his hand to make a gun type motion dropping the hammer.
"He might steal away a few pin falls doing it the right way, the honorable way, but at the end of the night it's going to come down to who can do whatever it is they need to do to win, and I, well I have no limits as to what I am capable of and willing to do to win. I don't think Rey Jaguar can say the same, not yet anyways. Maybe this Sunday will be the lesson he needs to learn to get there. We'll see. And you know what, talking about fighting has gotten boring, I'm done I'm out, I have spoken."
He gets up rips the mic off his shirt and walks towards the camera knocking it over and leaving us out of frame as we can hear Layla yelling "God dammit Dave! You better not have screwed this up for me or I swear to god I'll fucking cut you!" She will, bet.
"Welcome back to our special sit down interview with The Messiah of Hardcore Price. Before we had to go to break we were talking about the opening match for this Sunday's God Amongst Men the new Limitless Chamber match to determine the next contender for the IPW National Openweight Championship. A new match with a bunch of new faces to both you and IPW, how are you getting prepared for such a match?"
Price shrugs. "Same way I get ready for any match, I study who I am fighting, find their weaknesses and use those for my advantage. This is how I have always came out on top in all of these cluster fuck style matches. Because they allow me to do whatever the fuck I want to do, and that's where I thrive. I may not be the strongest in the match, I might not be the most technically sound, I'm sure as fuck not the fastest, but I am one thing that puts me a league above everyone else, I am the smartest man in that ring night in and night out."
"Speaking of strong, John Blade had some strong comments for you heading into this match."
Price laughs hysterically then quickly goes back to his stone faced killer mode, then he looks slightly confused.
"Did he? Did he really? This rube signs his contract that he was lucky to get in the first place, and first thing out of his mouth is he wants a title match, not a chance at a title match but one right the fuck out the gate. Yeah we see you John, with your wack ass cookie cutter bars, you wouldn't bust a grape in a food fight my dawg. I've been in the booth with some trash before but you take the cake my dude. You look like a rejected PROTOTYPE of what someone thinks a wrestler should look like...in the fucking early 2000's. Imma enjoy making you scream John, hell I might even make you cry, because I can assure you son, you aint NEVER been in a ring with someone like me before, and once I'm done with you ya might never been in a ring ever again." Price waves his hand to dismiss this topic.
"He's not the only one gunning for this title shot however, you also have 3 new upstarts in Pandora Rivers, Roxie Gearheart and my new favorite alien, Flux."
Price grins while he shakes his head a bit. "Three ladies who remind me a LOT of my daughter...now mind you that isn't a good thing as my kid is a bi-polar, pyromaniac schizophrenic, with a high threshold to pain. Honestly I don't know where she get's it from."
We cut to Spike Kane standing off camera motioning 'You! she get's it from you!'
"I blame her mother she's always had that Mexican fire to her." Spike facepalms.
"Especially that Pandora Rivers, she is cut from the same cloth as my kid just with a religious cult screwing up her brain. But that's ok, nothing a swift DDT onto a chair can't fix." Price gives an evil grin.
"Roxie Gearheart seems to be a little unhinged also if you ask me."
"Is she? Some people would say the same about me, and maybe they are right, OR... maybe they are fucking marks that got worked into thinking our type of crazy is not fully under our control. Same with Flux, I think they both know exactly what they are doing at any given time even if it looks like to the rest of us that they are out of control, but the both seem to take bites bigger than they can chew, and I am that bite. Roxie is someone I'll be keeping my eye on down the road, as I think she is the type to fit the mold to be part of the Chaos Theory movement...I'll test her this Sunday to see if that is the case or not. And trust me, even when I defeat her, I will be able to tell if she's cut from the same cloth or not. I hope she doesn't disappoint." He looks dead at the camera as if he's personally challenging Roxie to bring it this Sunday.
"The only sane person in this match is everyone's new favorite masked super hero Rey Jaguar. A man who I personally think could win this match."
"That's fucked up Layla." She just shrugs back with a face that says it is what it is. "But naw if we are being honest, fuck yeah I like this kid Rey Jaguar. He's studied the right people, molded his game and move set to the right legends, has a good head on his shoulders seems to have no daddy issues unlike others in this match, the one thing I think the kid is lacking, and what will ultimately be his downfall in this match, is his lack of killer instinct. In a match like this it's kill or be killed and I don't think the kid has it in him to pull the trigger." He uses his hand to make a gun type motion dropping the hammer.
"He might steal away a few pin falls doing it the right way, the honorable way, but at the end of the night it's going to come down to who can do whatever it is they need to do to win, and I, well I have no limits as to what I am capable of and willing to do to win. I don't think Rey Jaguar can say the same, not yet anyways. Maybe this Sunday will be the lesson he needs to learn to get there. We'll see. And you know what, talking about fighting has gotten boring, I'm done I'm out, I have spoken."
He gets up rips the mic off his shirt and walks towards the camera knocking it over and leaving us out of frame as we can hear Layla yelling "God dammit Dave! You better not have screwed this up for me or I swear to god I'll fucking cut you!" She will, bet.
