Post by Deleted on May 20, 2016 16:20:36 GMT -6
It's six o'clock on a 55 degree Tuesday evening and the sweat is pouring off Chase Jackson's forehead as he continues to spar with Ryan Daniels inside an old wrestling ring. Daniels, an excellent midcard performer in his own right, began to slow down and couldn't keep up with the faster pace some of the new athletes were moving at 7 years ago. He decided to join a stable in some other wrestling companies that kept him relevant, if anything, employed. Talented enough to know the business and smart enough to know he wasn't the best, but he didn't need to be. He knew his place and worked hard to keep it. In that stable of course was Chris Avery. The pride and joy of Chicago. At one time he was in Pro Wrestling Illustrated's Top Five To Main Event Someday article. He never quite achieved that success on his own. This business moves fast and sometimes it's not about who you are.. but who you know.
Avery decided to join up with one of Pro Wrestling's best early on his career and he's never looked back. Being his right hand man for over a decade, learning the in's and out's of not only Professional Wrestling but the business he works for; Cool Wear Inc., Avery has grown and matured has a passionate and smart African-American businessman. While still working at Cool Wear Inc. just part of the time he's looking now to the future. Realizing his in ring career is as dead as Chris Christie's bodily organs, Avery has opened up his own pro wrestling gym in hopes of training a few superstars to the top of the mountain. Avery has owned and operated this gym for just under twenty four months in the heart of industrial district in downtown Chicago. With Daniels doing a lot of the in ring training and bumping, Avery has been pushing the kids to their very limits. Only one has succeeded every test so far. Enter: Chase Jackson.
This kid is phenomenal when it comes to athleticism. Standing at six foot two, two hundred and thirty pounds of muscle, tanning lotion and Axe body spray, there isn't much this kid can't do inside the wrestling ring now that he's been trained for almost 24 months inside Avery's Wrestlin' Gym. There's been some kids come and go, but Avery trains hard, strict and doesn't put up with bullshit. Probably because of the guy who had Avery under his wing. There were times when Jackson wanted to give up. Wanted to quit. But Jackson is stubborn and wants to see this through and he knows if he wants to be one of Chicago's best Professional Wrestlers he should probably follow closely behind his trainers. Jackson is a good kid to boot. Stood out in High School sports, made friends and enemies along the way but never shyed away from the fact that if he was going to be the best he also needed thick skin. To keep all the haters out of his head, his ego just the right size, and in keeping his heart pure (something he learned from Mom and Dad), he's always stuck by the side of his childhood friend; Seth Colt.
Colt is your generic story of youth. Loves music, cars, sports, but was never good at any of those things. He can't play guitar, can't fix a car, and swings a baseball bat like he's holding a ninja sword. Seriously. However, he's always been encouraged by his best friend Chase. Maybe it was because they lived across the street from each other. Maybe it was because the two are best friends since 1st grade. Either way, if you see Chase somewhere.. chances are you'll see Seth close by. What does Seth do, you ask? Well since he's not physically athletic. He's not mentally athletic. Fuck me, Seth isn't really good at a lot of stuff, but Chase always told him if he grew up to be a huge star that Seth would always be his manager. So Seth is that. He's Chase Jacksons manager. Not his ring side manager, no, Seth has and will always decline going to the ring for fear of being punched in the face. Never in his life has he been punched in the face, because who would mess with Chase Jackson's best friend? Almost nobody. So far Seth has been alright, if still new, to this whole managerial role. He recently applied and got accepted into UCI Wrestling. United Championship Infinite! That's right. Jackson has his first promotion company wanting to book him, and the first event is this Sunday.
Oh, so that's right, that brings us to where we are now. It's around six o'clock on a Tuesday evening inside Avery's Wrestling Gym and Jackson is sweating his skin off sparing with Daniels. Avery coachin' from the outside giving tips and tricks of the trade. Grab the thumbs for a wrist lock here. Ensure you have full rotation of the head when in lockup from here. Keep the feet pointing forward. The door bursts open as Seth Colt enters the scene.
Seth Colt: I did it! I mother-fucking did it!
Everyone stops what they're doing. They look toward Seth who is now bee-lining towards Avery with a UCI contract in hand.
Colt: I did it, Avery. I know you've been annoyed with me but I think you're going to be proud of this!
Chris Avery: What is it?
Colt: I'll let you read for yourself!
Seth hands Chris the UCI contract. Seth then jigs and moonwalks before just letting out the excitement.
Colt: I can't contain myself! Chase! I got you a World Heavyweight Championship title match in UCI!
Chase Jackson: You did?!
Ryan Daniels: You did?!
Colt: Yup! Am I the mother-fucking man or what! You guys are looking at the number one contender for UCI's World Heavyweight Champion! BLADOW!
Another jig with a 360 degree spin for Colt. Avery lifts his hand up to stop the commotion while continuing to read the contract.
Avery: Did you actually read any of this?
Colt: Well yeah, it says at the top you have a chance to be UCI's First World Heavyweight Champion. YOU DON'T NEED COLLEGE TO KNOW THAT CHASE JACKSON IS MOTHER-FUCKING TAKING WRESTLING BY STORM! BLADOW!
Avery: (SIGH). No. This doesn't say that.. well, it says that in the headline, but that's not what this is.
Jackson: Then what is it?
Avery: You've been selected to take part into a 26 man World Title tournament! It's not a World title shot per se, but it IS a match that could lead to the World Title! You... just have to win four matches and you could be the first ever UCI World Champion.
Jackson and Daniels high five in the ring. Seth jigs again.
Avery: But Seth, I really need you to read entire contracts because I'm just not sure if Jackson is completely prepared for this.
Colt: Oh, he's prepared! He's fine tuned dude. He's the best in the mid-west. He's the double quarter pounder meat in the most delicious tasting Big Mac you've ever had. He's the poop emoji + another poop emoji dude. He's the pied piper of the pipers who do nothing but pipe it!
Avery: I get it, I get it.
Colt: Chase is First Place of Da Race! You can't spell Championship without C H A S baby! He's the ultra rare gun that you can only reach at level one hundred in Borderlands bruh. He's the little packet they put in Beef Jerkey: INDESTRUCTIBLE.
Avery: Okay, I get it.
Colt: If they gave away people as trophies in Miss Universe competitions, they would choose Chase to be the person as the trophy because he'd make swweeettt sweeet oh swweet love to first place and treat her like a real mans' 'posed ta! He's the physical version of what music would look like if Lupe Fiasco and Kanye West were to do 15 tracks on one album. PURE. FUCKING. GOLD.
Avery: I GET IT. OK? STOP. I GET IT.
Colt: Alright, sheesh.
Avery: What do you think, Chase? Think your up for it?
Jackson: Yeah duder, I got this! When is it? Where is at?
Avery: Says here it's in Chicago. Hmm, let me see.. Oh ok. Cool. It's in a huge warehouse about ten blocks from here. This Sunday too. That also gives us an advantage.
Jackson: Yeah?
Avery: Well, wrestlers will be traveling. They'll be flying in Saturday or Sunday morning. Sleep schedules may be altered, food may be changed. Not us. We can train here all day Sunday and then jog over. This is good for us. I like our chances.
Jackson: Hell yeah duder.
Jackson and Daniel begin to tie up as Seth also tells Avery about the impromptu press conference he may have forgot to mention.
Avery: You what?!
Colt: Yeah, so, uh, a reporter from UCI is going to be here in like, 3, or 2 minutes and a wrestling podcaster. Or podcast guy. Or whatever they're called.
Avery: (SIGH). You have to tell me about these things. We need to communicate.
Colt: I know, I know, I'm sorry but this is good. Gets Chase in front of cameras, gets him some time to shine!
Avery: I don't think he needs that ness-
Jackson: Need what, Chris? What's up?
Avery: Uh..
Colt: BRO! I got two media bros coming right now to interview you for your World Title match this Sunday for UCI!
Jackson: Sweet!
Avery: It's not a World Title match.
Colt: Yeahwhateverwhocares, It's badass though. Hey Chase! They're gonna be here any minute, come on, let's get you prepped!
Jackson slides out of the ring and grabs a brand new CoolWear Inc endorsed Avery's Wrestling Gym shirt and puts it on just as a UCI reporter and a wrestling podcaster walk inside the gym. The two shake hands as Avery grits his teeth and puts on the fake smile and shakes hands. They're all introduced to Chicago's newest and youngest pro wrestler Chase Jackson. After some pleasantries, the UCI reporter sets up a camera on a tripod and shoots towards the empty wrestling ring. The podcaster turns on his device that records (Or whatever) and they set up a stool in front of the ring apron. All of this is going on while Avery, Jackson and Colt are in Avery's office.
Avery: Seth, do we even know who Jackson is facing?
Colt: Oh. Uhm. Oh wait! I do actually! I got a text yesterday morning.
Avery: Yesterday? And you're just now telling us today? It's Tuesday! We're less than a week before his first match! That's important information!
Colt: Okay, I'm sorry, but here it is. It looks like Jackson is facing off against Rai.
Avery: Alright. You know any information on him?
Colt: Oh wait. It says here it's a three way match, It's Jackson taking on Rai taking on the epitome of cool Aaron Miles.
Avery: Fuck.
Colt: What?
Jackson: What's up duder?
Avery: Well this just got interesting.
Colt: You know Miles?
Avery: No, I don't know Miles. He sounds cool and awesome but no I don't know who either of these boys. But I'm worried about this being a triple threat match.
Jackson: I can do this, duder.
Avery: Can you? Three way matches are difficult. You have to keep your head on a swivel, you have to know what's coming to you from the front and the back, you have to be aware of when you're pinning where the third guy is and that's not even taking into account that either Rai or Miles can win the match with you dazed and confused on the outside of the ring. This is a hard match and UCI's really going full force here. They're not making this easy. Kudos to them, but brother this is hard work. You sure you got this?
Jackson: Chris, you've been training me for two years. Ever since the day I graduated High School and I stalked you in the Cost Less parking lot I know I've wanted to do this my entire life. I've busted my ass here for ten hours a day spittin' puke and eatin' shit sandwiches so that I can break into this business and show you and everyone else what I'm capable of. I'm not just the best lookin' everything, I'm one of the hardest working kids this industry has ever seen. You've damn near broke my back, Daniels has damn near broke my neck and Seth is workin' hard on the streets to get me to where you guys want me to be and where I need to be. This is it. If I fail, then I know I need to work harder. If I succeed it's because of you guys. So Chris, don't worry so much. Let's go out there and smooze these media heads and get back to trainin' and on Sunday I'm gon' show UCI who their next World Champion is. Yeah?
Avery: Well then I guess I have one question.. Who the fuck are Rai and Aaron Miles?
Jackson and Avery smile, jump for joy and embrace. Colt loads up a tablet and quickly tells them about his opponents.
Colt: Alright. We have like five minutes before you go out there. So here's a pic of Rai. He's an English dude who is also a Japanese dude who's basically a Samurai.
Avery: This some sort of joke?
Colt: No. Not at all. This guy is legit.
Avery: Wow, UCI has some really good talent. We have some work to do.
Colt: As for Miles, he's from Tampa. Originally from Ohama, Miles is basically a sex fiend.
Avery: I know one of those.
Jackson: Hey, Tank's a cool guy.
Avery: Travel with him one Summer and you'll change your mind. Go on, Seth.
Colt: He's been in some feds before but he's coming to UCI to spread his message, he says, of the cool. No one likes him. He doesn't get along with anybody in the locker room from what I heard, and the fans hate him.
Avery: So he's a mix of Tank .. and Torture?
Colt: I've never met Tort, yet, but if you think so..
Avery: Okay, well that's some good information, Colt. I hate saying this.. but good job.
Colt: Yesssss!
Avery: Alright, Chase. Go out there and let's see what you got. Knock em' dead.
Jackson gives both a thumbs up and is excited to do his first interview as a professional wrestler. He wipes some more sweat from his head and fixes his shirt before sitting down on the stool in front of the camera. The UCI reporter and the podcaster have both agreed to take turns asking questions. Colt takes out his iPhone6.4 and begins taking photos for the official Instagram page which now boasts 348 likes! Avery stands outside his office as Daniels walk up next to him drinking out of his purified water bottle.
Daniels: It's good to be nervous, but man, relax. I think we have a winner here.
Avery: I hope so.
Jackson sits comfortably on the stool and smiles. With his wet semi-curly hair slicked back he begins to answer questions like any pro wrestler would.
Podcaster: With UCI opening it's doors to an array of talent, some old and some young and new like you, is it intimidating going into your first match and it being a match with such importance for the World Title?
Jackson: Of course I'm intimidated! I'm nervous but here in Avery's Wrestling Gym we take fear and we take nerves and turn it into a challenge. And I can overcome any challenge. I've been in some indie wrestling matches but they've all been one on one encounters with some local guys. They weren't the best but I took care of them with ease. I'm looking forward to the challenge that UCI has put in front of me. They're saying 'Chase, you have to knock down not one, but two duders in front of you if you want to continue down this path and become World Champion'. UCI is going to be the top of the top, the best of the best and so this World Title tournament is throwing a lot of us to the wolves to see who can rise up and eat the rest of the pack. So it's a triple threat match but I'm not complaining. They're testing me. You know what I say to that? Challenged accepted, UCI. Challenge accepted.
Reporter: Your first match on the opening episode of UCI's Overload is against Aaron Miles and Rai. How do you plan to prepare for this triple threat match?
Jackson: I'm going to train much harder this week. Ten hour days are no longer what it takes to become UCI Champion. If I'm going to be taken serious, and I'm given a great opportunity from UCI, but if I'm wanting to be the face of UCI I need to train around the clock. Twelve, sixteen, twenty hour days if it's needed. I need to be completely aware inside the ring as if it's second nature. If it's an extra sense. I need to know when Miles is comin' and when Rai is goin'. Listen. I'm gettin' Jacked Up just thinkin' of droppin' both of them with my Jacked Up finisher.
I don't know either of them personally, but I know on Sunday at Overload they'll be gettin' their face smashed and speared in the UCI ring and I'll be movin' on in the World Championship tournament. I'm here for gold. I'm here for success. I'm not here for STD's and sexual games. I'm not here to fight ninjas. I'm here to pin my opponents in the ring and move on. Andre Miles is a grade A douchebag. I've seen plenty of people like him in Chi-town. Walkin' around tryin' to hit on the cuties comin' out of The Gage downtown, runnin' game soundin' like a huge douche. Just checkin' out his profile on the UCI page I can tell the smartest thing to ever come from Miles mouth was probably a dick. Can I say that? Oh well. Miles, with his oversized shades and his dick probably falling off has a lot more to worry about than just me pinning his shoulders down to the mat. The Lone Samurai is probably going to rip his dick off and his heart out and throw it to the screaming crowd. I'll finish the match from there.
Rai is a Lone Samurai, so I don't even know what I can do in the ring to slow down or even stop this guy but like I said, I love challenges and I'm trained to defeat challenges. Rai is going to hurt me. I'm going to get slapped, punched, kicked, and thrown all over the ring. His hands look fast as hell and he looks rough around the edges. Throw in the fact that he's trained to kill people, I have no doubt that he's going to hurt me, but on that same coin I have no problems trying to find ways to put him down for the three count. I'm trained to take down guys who are over seven feet tall and four hundred pounds, so whether it's a big fat dude the size of a boulder, a crazy assassin, or it's a Samurai looking for vengeance from another continent, I'm going to find a way to win in that ring. UCI is quite possibly lookin' at their new World Champion and I'm going to show it this Sunday at Overload.
Podcaster: I'll finish this up just asking about your expectations in UCI. What are you looking to achieve in UCI as a new professional wrestler?
Jackson: I want to achieve the highest of high success. I don't see why anyone would want to come to UCI as a part timer. I'm going to be here full time. I have a nice contract with them but I want to be there long term. I want UCI to grow and I want to grow along side carrying Overload into the future. UCI and I are a lot alike. We're both starting in Chicago. We're both home grown and produced in a warehouse. UCI and the 'best lookin' everything' Chase Jackson are going to do big things in professional wrestling just you wait and see. Right now only a few hundred eyes will be watching but in a few weeks there's going to be thousands upon thousands taking a gaze at this baby face rollin' through every major city in America. I'm going to win every damn piece of gold UCI has to offer. They want me to find a tag team partner and win some Tag Team Championships, I'll do it! I'm a team player, duders. Rising Stars? Television? World Champion? There's no limits and chains that can stop me from taking all the gold from anyone I want. Rai isn't going to stop me. Aaron Miles isn't going to stop. No one will stop me from being the best damn part of UCI's Overload every Sunday Night!
You want the real deal? You want the best from the midwest? You want the baby face who can run the place? You're lookin' at him. Chase Jackson. Chitowns baby boy 'bout to do some big things in UCI! Come on Rai, come on Miles, what you got? I'll see you both on Sunday at Overload! I'll be the one pinnin' your asses to the mat and movin' on in the World Championship tournament! Hashtag Embrace The Babyface!
Jackson steps off the stool and poses as the reporter and podcaster come in to shake his hand. They power down recording devices and grab their stuff to leave as Seth claps his hands and comes in for a bro hug. Seth decides to walk the media men out the front door as Jackson walks over to Avery and Daniels who are whispering to each other.
Jackson: So? What ya think? Did I do alright?
Avery: You cussed. Do you even know Miles and Rai?
Jackson: Hah! No, I just made that stuff up. But it sounded cool right?
Avery: Hmm..
Daniels leans towards Chris and mumbles something to him.
Daniels: Don't be so hard on him man.
Seth comes over to Jackson who are both awaiting approval from Chris Avery.
Avery: Ahhh okay, okay, you did great!
Jackson and Seth jump for joy and hug Chris who fights his smile and pushes them off. Daniels walks towards the ring as Avery has one last word of advice for the day.
Avery: Get your ass back in the ring and bump. We have a UCI World Championship to fight for!
Jackson flashes his white pearly teeth and jogs back to the ring and slides in. Him and Daniels begin to work on bumps as Seth holds out a fist.
Avery: ??
Colt: Cuh-mon. Cuh-mon brudda.
Avery: (SIGH)
Avery gives in and decides to fist bump Colt.
Colt: Our future is looking real bright.
The scene fades as Avery and Colt watch Jackson and Daniels bumping around in the ring and taking clotheslines.
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It's late on a Thursday night. It's 11:48pm to be exact. It's damn near pitch black and we're inside the bedroom of Chase Jackson and Seth Colt. It's not what you think.
Jackson: When do you think we can make enough money to move out of a 1 bedroom apartment above a Chinese restaurant so we don't have to share a bunk bed?
Colt: You just need to focus on winning my brotha. Our UCI contract is simple, CJ. You win, you make some money. You lose, well, you don't make that much. I say the way you've been training we should be out of here in no time. Why you ask though?
Jackson: For one, duder, my feet hang off the bed and you snore too much.
Jackson is on the lower bunk. His feet do hang off the bed. His weekly income for cleaning Avery's Wrestling Gym and doing daily maintenance is enough to afford two pillows and a WalMart comforter. The bunk bed was designed for 10 year olds, probably. It's wooden and barely carries the weight of Seth who is 140 pounds dripping wet. Seth makes 25% of anything wrestling related from Chase Jackson, which means Seth has made zero dollars in two years for being his manager. Seth tried getting a job at Avery's Wrestling Gym but Chris wouldn't allow it. He does have a job downstairs sweeping up and washing dishes in Ka Pow Pow Ling's Chinese Cuisine. They hardly speak English so Seth can only work one or two nights a week for about four hours before they try as hard as they can to say in (broken) English "you go home. You do things wrong." Their small apartment is the generic run of the mill story of two poor bros kickin' all they can while trying to hustle. They don't have a couch. They don't have a television. They hardly have food in their small, smelly, old fridge. They have enough money for the electricity and the water. It's not like Jackson's training schedule leaves him much time at home, as he wakes up at 5am for breakfast and a quick shower then jogs the mile down to the gym and begins either cleaning the gym up or working in the ring. Seth wakes up shortly after and hangs out on a tablet, a laptop or a cell phone all day. Seth tries really hard at being a manager but he may not be the very best at it. Never the less, like I explained, Chase won't fire Seth and the two are nearly inseparable.
Colt: Psh, I don't snore. You play too much.
Jackson: Did you ever look into Rai and Miles?
The bed is slowly rocking back and forth making a creaking noise.
Jackson: Seth, stop it! No ham shank in the bunk bed we both agreed to this!
Colt: Huh? What? I'm not! I was uh.. sleepin', I was uh sleepin' and rollin' around my bad.
Jackson: Ahuh, yeah sure. We said no Toss the Boss while both of us are in here.
Colt: I'm not and no, I didn't find much more information on either of them. I showed you that video of what Miles said earlier. That's it so far. Don't worry about it man, just relaaaaaxxxx.
The bed starts to move and creak again.
Jackson: That's enough duder! Stop it!
Colt: I'm not shiftin' gears bro, I'm just trying to get comfortable... just relax and go to sleep.
Jackson: You keep telling me to relax, I'm pretty sure you're spreadin' the mayo and I'm not into that. So knock that shit off.
Colt: I'm not snappin the whip, calm down. What is your deal anyway? You gettin nervous, brudda?
Jackson: I'm not nervous I just don't want people thinkin' I'm a little bitch or something. This bro telling people about pamphlets and trying to purify me. What the hell is he talking about? How is he even trained to wrestle, he's homeless, oh what the hell, I'm not a bitch and I'm not nervous. I'm going to destroy him on Sunday. Check that. I'm gonna get paid, you gonna get paid, and we don't have to share a room anymore.
Colt: Mmhhhmmm..
Jackson: Duder! We said no do the dew man!
Colt: I'm not, I'm not!
Jackson: This is hand to gland combat and I don't want to be a part of this shit. Stop it.
Colt: Fine, fine, but when you leave in the morning it's on.
Jackson: That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard.
Colt: Yeahyeahyeah, whatever. Goodnight sweet prince.
Jackson: Don't talk to me, you're gross.
The scene fades out as Jackson puts a second pillow over his face while Seth smiles to the heavens above.
Avery decided to join up with one of Pro Wrestling's best early on his career and he's never looked back. Being his right hand man for over a decade, learning the in's and out's of not only Professional Wrestling but the business he works for; Cool Wear Inc., Avery has grown and matured has a passionate and smart African-American businessman. While still working at Cool Wear Inc. just part of the time he's looking now to the future. Realizing his in ring career is as dead as Chris Christie's bodily organs, Avery has opened up his own pro wrestling gym in hopes of training a few superstars to the top of the mountain. Avery has owned and operated this gym for just under twenty four months in the heart of industrial district in downtown Chicago. With Daniels doing a lot of the in ring training and bumping, Avery has been pushing the kids to their very limits. Only one has succeeded every test so far. Enter: Chase Jackson.
This kid is phenomenal when it comes to athleticism. Standing at six foot two, two hundred and thirty pounds of muscle, tanning lotion and Axe body spray, there isn't much this kid can't do inside the wrestling ring now that he's been trained for almost 24 months inside Avery's Wrestlin' Gym. There's been some kids come and go, but Avery trains hard, strict and doesn't put up with bullshit. Probably because of the guy who had Avery under his wing. There were times when Jackson wanted to give up. Wanted to quit. But Jackson is stubborn and wants to see this through and he knows if he wants to be one of Chicago's best Professional Wrestlers he should probably follow closely behind his trainers. Jackson is a good kid to boot. Stood out in High School sports, made friends and enemies along the way but never shyed away from the fact that if he was going to be the best he also needed thick skin. To keep all the haters out of his head, his ego just the right size, and in keeping his heart pure (something he learned from Mom and Dad), he's always stuck by the side of his childhood friend; Seth Colt.
Colt is your generic story of youth. Loves music, cars, sports, but was never good at any of those things. He can't play guitar, can't fix a car, and swings a baseball bat like he's holding a ninja sword. Seriously. However, he's always been encouraged by his best friend Chase. Maybe it was because they lived across the street from each other. Maybe it was because the two are best friends since 1st grade. Either way, if you see Chase somewhere.. chances are you'll see Seth close by. What does Seth do, you ask? Well since he's not physically athletic. He's not mentally athletic. Fuck me, Seth isn't really good at a lot of stuff, but Chase always told him if he grew up to be a huge star that Seth would always be his manager. So Seth is that. He's Chase Jacksons manager. Not his ring side manager, no, Seth has and will always decline going to the ring for fear of being punched in the face. Never in his life has he been punched in the face, because who would mess with Chase Jackson's best friend? Almost nobody. So far Seth has been alright, if still new, to this whole managerial role. He recently applied and got accepted into UCI Wrestling. United Championship Infinite! That's right. Jackson has his first promotion company wanting to book him, and the first event is this Sunday.
Oh, so that's right, that brings us to where we are now. It's around six o'clock on a Tuesday evening inside Avery's Wrestling Gym and Jackson is sweating his skin off sparing with Daniels. Avery coachin' from the outside giving tips and tricks of the trade. Grab the thumbs for a wrist lock here. Ensure you have full rotation of the head when in lockup from here. Keep the feet pointing forward. The door bursts open as Seth Colt enters the scene.
Seth Colt: I did it! I mother-fucking did it!
Everyone stops what they're doing. They look toward Seth who is now bee-lining towards Avery with a UCI contract in hand.
Colt: I did it, Avery. I know you've been annoyed with me but I think you're going to be proud of this!
Chris Avery: What is it?
Colt: I'll let you read for yourself!
Seth hands Chris the UCI contract. Seth then jigs and moonwalks before just letting out the excitement.
Colt: I can't contain myself! Chase! I got you a World Heavyweight Championship title match in UCI!
Chase Jackson: You did?!
Ryan Daniels: You did?!
Colt: Yup! Am I the mother-fucking man or what! You guys are looking at the number one contender for UCI's World Heavyweight Champion! BLADOW!
Another jig with a 360 degree spin for Colt. Avery lifts his hand up to stop the commotion while continuing to read the contract.
Avery: Did you actually read any of this?
Colt: Well yeah, it says at the top you have a chance to be UCI's First World Heavyweight Champion. YOU DON'T NEED COLLEGE TO KNOW THAT CHASE JACKSON IS MOTHER-FUCKING TAKING WRESTLING BY STORM! BLADOW!
Avery: (SIGH). No. This doesn't say that.. well, it says that in the headline, but that's not what this is.
Jackson: Then what is it?
Avery: You've been selected to take part into a 26 man World Title tournament! It's not a World title shot per se, but it IS a match that could lead to the World Title! You... just have to win four matches and you could be the first ever UCI World Champion.
Jackson and Daniels high five in the ring. Seth jigs again.
Avery: But Seth, I really need you to read entire contracts because I'm just not sure if Jackson is completely prepared for this.
Colt: Oh, he's prepared! He's fine tuned dude. He's the best in the mid-west. He's the double quarter pounder meat in the most delicious tasting Big Mac you've ever had. He's the poop emoji + another poop emoji dude. He's the pied piper of the pipers who do nothing but pipe it!
Avery: I get it, I get it.
Colt: Chase is First Place of Da Race! You can't spell Championship without C H A S baby! He's the ultra rare gun that you can only reach at level one hundred in Borderlands bruh. He's the little packet they put in Beef Jerkey: INDESTRUCTIBLE.
Avery: Okay, I get it.
Colt: If they gave away people as trophies in Miss Universe competitions, they would choose Chase to be the person as the trophy because he'd make swweeettt sweeet oh swweet love to first place and treat her like a real mans' 'posed ta! He's the physical version of what music would look like if Lupe Fiasco and Kanye West were to do 15 tracks on one album. PURE. FUCKING. GOLD.
Avery: I GET IT. OK? STOP. I GET IT.
Colt: Alright, sheesh.
Avery: What do you think, Chase? Think your up for it?
Jackson: Yeah duder, I got this! When is it? Where is at?
Avery: Says here it's in Chicago. Hmm, let me see.. Oh ok. Cool. It's in a huge warehouse about ten blocks from here. This Sunday too. That also gives us an advantage.
Jackson: Yeah?
Avery: Well, wrestlers will be traveling. They'll be flying in Saturday or Sunday morning. Sleep schedules may be altered, food may be changed. Not us. We can train here all day Sunday and then jog over. This is good for us. I like our chances.
Jackson: Hell yeah duder.
Jackson and Daniel begin to tie up as Seth also tells Avery about the impromptu press conference he may have forgot to mention.
Avery: You what?!
Colt: Yeah, so, uh, a reporter from UCI is going to be here in like, 3, or 2 minutes and a wrestling podcaster. Or podcast guy. Or whatever they're called.
Avery: (SIGH). You have to tell me about these things. We need to communicate.
Colt: I know, I know, I'm sorry but this is good. Gets Chase in front of cameras, gets him some time to shine!
Avery: I don't think he needs that ness-
Jackson: Need what, Chris? What's up?
Avery: Uh..
Colt: BRO! I got two media bros coming right now to interview you for your World Title match this Sunday for UCI!
Jackson: Sweet!
Avery: It's not a World Title match.
Colt: Yeahwhateverwhocares, It's badass though. Hey Chase! They're gonna be here any minute, come on, let's get you prepped!
Jackson slides out of the ring and grabs a brand new CoolWear Inc endorsed Avery's Wrestling Gym shirt and puts it on just as a UCI reporter and a wrestling podcaster walk inside the gym. The two shake hands as Avery grits his teeth and puts on the fake smile and shakes hands. They're all introduced to Chicago's newest and youngest pro wrestler Chase Jackson. After some pleasantries, the UCI reporter sets up a camera on a tripod and shoots towards the empty wrestling ring. The podcaster turns on his device that records (Or whatever) and they set up a stool in front of the ring apron. All of this is going on while Avery, Jackson and Colt are in Avery's office.
Avery: Seth, do we even know who Jackson is facing?
Colt: Oh. Uhm. Oh wait! I do actually! I got a text yesterday morning.
Avery: Yesterday? And you're just now telling us today? It's Tuesday! We're less than a week before his first match! That's important information!
Colt: Okay, I'm sorry, but here it is. It looks like Jackson is facing off against Rai.
Avery: Alright. You know any information on him?
Colt: Oh wait. It says here it's a three way match, It's Jackson taking on Rai taking on the epitome of cool Aaron Miles.
Avery: Fuck.
Colt: What?
Jackson: What's up duder?
Avery: Well this just got interesting.
Colt: You know Miles?
Avery: No, I don't know Miles. He sounds cool and awesome but no I don't know who either of these boys. But I'm worried about this being a triple threat match.
Jackson: I can do this, duder.
Avery: Can you? Three way matches are difficult. You have to keep your head on a swivel, you have to know what's coming to you from the front and the back, you have to be aware of when you're pinning where the third guy is and that's not even taking into account that either Rai or Miles can win the match with you dazed and confused on the outside of the ring. This is a hard match and UCI's really going full force here. They're not making this easy. Kudos to them, but brother this is hard work. You sure you got this?
Jackson: Chris, you've been training me for two years. Ever since the day I graduated High School and I stalked you in the Cost Less parking lot I know I've wanted to do this my entire life. I've busted my ass here for ten hours a day spittin' puke and eatin' shit sandwiches so that I can break into this business and show you and everyone else what I'm capable of. I'm not just the best lookin' everything, I'm one of the hardest working kids this industry has ever seen. You've damn near broke my back, Daniels has damn near broke my neck and Seth is workin' hard on the streets to get me to where you guys want me to be and where I need to be. This is it. If I fail, then I know I need to work harder. If I succeed it's because of you guys. So Chris, don't worry so much. Let's go out there and smooze these media heads and get back to trainin' and on Sunday I'm gon' show UCI who their next World Champion is. Yeah?
Avery: Well then I guess I have one question.. Who the fuck are Rai and Aaron Miles?
Jackson and Avery smile, jump for joy and embrace. Colt loads up a tablet and quickly tells them about his opponents.
Colt: Alright. We have like five minutes before you go out there. So here's a pic of Rai. He's an English dude who is also a Japanese dude who's basically a Samurai.
Avery: This some sort of joke?
Colt: No. Not at all. This guy is legit.
Avery: Wow, UCI has some really good talent. We have some work to do.
Colt: As for Miles, he's from Tampa. Originally from Ohama, Miles is basically a sex fiend.
Avery: I know one of those.
Jackson: Hey, Tank's a cool guy.
Avery: Travel with him one Summer and you'll change your mind. Go on, Seth.
Colt: He's been in some feds before but he's coming to UCI to spread his message, he says, of the cool. No one likes him. He doesn't get along with anybody in the locker room from what I heard, and the fans hate him.
Avery: So he's a mix of Tank .. and Torture?
Colt: I've never met Tort, yet, but if you think so..
Avery: Okay, well that's some good information, Colt. I hate saying this.. but good job.
Colt: Yesssss!
Avery: Alright, Chase. Go out there and let's see what you got. Knock em' dead.
Jackson gives both a thumbs up and is excited to do his first interview as a professional wrestler. He wipes some more sweat from his head and fixes his shirt before sitting down on the stool in front of the camera. The UCI reporter and the podcaster have both agreed to take turns asking questions. Colt takes out his iPhone6.4 and begins taking photos for the official Instagram page which now boasts 348 likes! Avery stands outside his office as Daniels walk up next to him drinking out of his purified water bottle.
Daniels: It's good to be nervous, but man, relax. I think we have a winner here.
Avery: I hope so.
Jackson sits comfortably on the stool and smiles. With his wet semi-curly hair slicked back he begins to answer questions like any pro wrestler would.
Podcaster: With UCI opening it's doors to an array of talent, some old and some young and new like you, is it intimidating going into your first match and it being a match with such importance for the World Title?
Jackson: Of course I'm intimidated! I'm nervous but here in Avery's Wrestling Gym we take fear and we take nerves and turn it into a challenge. And I can overcome any challenge. I've been in some indie wrestling matches but they've all been one on one encounters with some local guys. They weren't the best but I took care of them with ease. I'm looking forward to the challenge that UCI has put in front of me. They're saying 'Chase, you have to knock down not one, but two duders in front of you if you want to continue down this path and become World Champion'. UCI is going to be the top of the top, the best of the best and so this World Title tournament is throwing a lot of us to the wolves to see who can rise up and eat the rest of the pack. So it's a triple threat match but I'm not complaining. They're testing me. You know what I say to that? Challenged accepted, UCI. Challenge accepted.
Reporter: Your first match on the opening episode of UCI's Overload is against Aaron Miles and Rai. How do you plan to prepare for this triple threat match?
Jackson: I'm going to train much harder this week. Ten hour days are no longer what it takes to become UCI Champion. If I'm going to be taken serious, and I'm given a great opportunity from UCI, but if I'm wanting to be the face of UCI I need to train around the clock. Twelve, sixteen, twenty hour days if it's needed. I need to be completely aware inside the ring as if it's second nature. If it's an extra sense. I need to know when Miles is comin' and when Rai is goin'. Listen. I'm gettin' Jacked Up just thinkin' of droppin' both of them with my Jacked Up finisher.
I don't know either of them personally, but I know on Sunday at Overload they'll be gettin' their face smashed and speared in the UCI ring and I'll be movin' on in the World Championship tournament. I'm here for gold. I'm here for success. I'm not here for STD's and sexual games. I'm not here to fight ninjas. I'm here to pin my opponents in the ring and move on. Andre Miles is a grade A douchebag. I've seen plenty of people like him in Chi-town. Walkin' around tryin' to hit on the cuties comin' out of The Gage downtown, runnin' game soundin' like a huge douche. Just checkin' out his profile on the UCI page I can tell the smartest thing to ever come from Miles mouth was probably a dick. Can I say that? Oh well. Miles, with his oversized shades and his dick probably falling off has a lot more to worry about than just me pinning his shoulders down to the mat. The Lone Samurai is probably going to rip his dick off and his heart out and throw it to the screaming crowd. I'll finish the match from there.
Rai is a Lone Samurai, so I don't even know what I can do in the ring to slow down or even stop this guy but like I said, I love challenges and I'm trained to defeat challenges. Rai is going to hurt me. I'm going to get slapped, punched, kicked, and thrown all over the ring. His hands look fast as hell and he looks rough around the edges. Throw in the fact that he's trained to kill people, I have no doubt that he's going to hurt me, but on that same coin I have no problems trying to find ways to put him down for the three count. I'm trained to take down guys who are over seven feet tall and four hundred pounds, so whether it's a big fat dude the size of a boulder, a crazy assassin, or it's a Samurai looking for vengeance from another continent, I'm going to find a way to win in that ring. UCI is quite possibly lookin' at their new World Champion and I'm going to show it this Sunday at Overload.
Podcaster: I'll finish this up just asking about your expectations in UCI. What are you looking to achieve in UCI as a new professional wrestler?
Jackson: I want to achieve the highest of high success. I don't see why anyone would want to come to UCI as a part timer. I'm going to be here full time. I have a nice contract with them but I want to be there long term. I want UCI to grow and I want to grow along side carrying Overload into the future. UCI and I are a lot alike. We're both starting in Chicago. We're both home grown and produced in a warehouse. UCI and the 'best lookin' everything' Chase Jackson are going to do big things in professional wrestling just you wait and see. Right now only a few hundred eyes will be watching but in a few weeks there's going to be thousands upon thousands taking a gaze at this baby face rollin' through every major city in America. I'm going to win every damn piece of gold UCI has to offer. They want me to find a tag team partner and win some Tag Team Championships, I'll do it! I'm a team player, duders. Rising Stars? Television? World Champion? There's no limits and chains that can stop me from taking all the gold from anyone I want. Rai isn't going to stop me. Aaron Miles isn't going to stop. No one will stop me from being the best damn part of UCI's Overload every Sunday Night!
You want the real deal? You want the best from the midwest? You want the baby face who can run the place? You're lookin' at him. Chase Jackson. Chitowns baby boy 'bout to do some big things in UCI! Come on Rai, come on Miles, what you got? I'll see you both on Sunday at Overload! I'll be the one pinnin' your asses to the mat and movin' on in the World Championship tournament! Hashtag Embrace The Babyface!
Jackson steps off the stool and poses as the reporter and podcaster come in to shake his hand. They power down recording devices and grab their stuff to leave as Seth claps his hands and comes in for a bro hug. Seth decides to walk the media men out the front door as Jackson walks over to Avery and Daniels who are whispering to each other.
Jackson: So? What ya think? Did I do alright?
Avery: You cussed. Do you even know Miles and Rai?
Jackson: Hah! No, I just made that stuff up. But it sounded cool right?
Avery: Hmm..
Daniels leans towards Chris and mumbles something to him.
Daniels: Don't be so hard on him man.
Seth comes over to Jackson who are both awaiting approval from Chris Avery.
Avery: Ahhh okay, okay, you did great!
Jackson and Seth jump for joy and hug Chris who fights his smile and pushes them off. Daniels walks towards the ring as Avery has one last word of advice for the day.
Avery: Get your ass back in the ring and bump. We have a UCI World Championship to fight for!
Jackson flashes his white pearly teeth and jogs back to the ring and slides in. Him and Daniels begin to work on bumps as Seth holds out a fist.
Avery: ??
Colt: Cuh-mon. Cuh-mon brudda.
Avery: (SIGH)
Avery gives in and decides to fist bump Colt.
Colt: Our future is looking real bright.
The scene fades as Avery and Colt watch Jackson and Daniels bumping around in the ring and taking clotheslines.
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It's late on a Thursday night. It's 11:48pm to be exact. It's damn near pitch black and we're inside the bedroom of Chase Jackson and Seth Colt. It's not what you think.
Jackson: When do you think we can make enough money to move out of a 1 bedroom apartment above a Chinese restaurant so we don't have to share a bunk bed?
Colt: You just need to focus on winning my brotha. Our UCI contract is simple, CJ. You win, you make some money. You lose, well, you don't make that much. I say the way you've been training we should be out of here in no time. Why you ask though?
Jackson: For one, duder, my feet hang off the bed and you snore too much.
Jackson is on the lower bunk. His feet do hang off the bed. His weekly income for cleaning Avery's Wrestling Gym and doing daily maintenance is enough to afford two pillows and a WalMart comforter. The bunk bed was designed for 10 year olds, probably. It's wooden and barely carries the weight of Seth who is 140 pounds dripping wet. Seth makes 25% of anything wrestling related from Chase Jackson, which means Seth has made zero dollars in two years for being his manager. Seth tried getting a job at Avery's Wrestling Gym but Chris wouldn't allow it. He does have a job downstairs sweeping up and washing dishes in Ka Pow Pow Ling's Chinese Cuisine. They hardly speak English so Seth can only work one or two nights a week for about four hours before they try as hard as they can to say in (broken) English "you go home. You do things wrong." Their small apartment is the generic run of the mill story of two poor bros kickin' all they can while trying to hustle. They don't have a couch. They don't have a television. They hardly have food in their small, smelly, old fridge. They have enough money for the electricity and the water. It's not like Jackson's training schedule leaves him much time at home, as he wakes up at 5am for breakfast and a quick shower then jogs the mile down to the gym and begins either cleaning the gym up or working in the ring. Seth wakes up shortly after and hangs out on a tablet, a laptop or a cell phone all day. Seth tries really hard at being a manager but he may not be the very best at it. Never the less, like I explained, Chase won't fire Seth and the two are nearly inseparable.
Colt: Psh, I don't snore. You play too much.
Jackson: Did you ever look into Rai and Miles?
The bed is slowly rocking back and forth making a creaking noise.
Jackson: Seth, stop it! No ham shank in the bunk bed we both agreed to this!
Colt: Huh? What? I'm not! I was uh.. sleepin', I was uh sleepin' and rollin' around my bad.
Jackson: Ahuh, yeah sure. We said no Toss the Boss while both of us are in here.
Colt: I'm not and no, I didn't find much more information on either of them. I showed you that video of what Miles said earlier. That's it so far. Don't worry about it man, just relaaaaaxxxx.
The bed starts to move and creak again.
Jackson: That's enough duder! Stop it!
Colt: I'm not shiftin' gears bro, I'm just trying to get comfortable... just relax and go to sleep.
Jackson: You keep telling me to relax, I'm pretty sure you're spreadin' the mayo and I'm not into that. So knock that shit off.
Colt: I'm not snappin the whip, calm down. What is your deal anyway? You gettin nervous, brudda?
Jackson: I'm not nervous I just don't want people thinkin' I'm a little bitch or something. This bro telling people about pamphlets and trying to purify me. What the hell is he talking about? How is he even trained to wrestle, he's homeless, oh what the hell, I'm not a bitch and I'm not nervous. I'm going to destroy him on Sunday. Check that. I'm gonna get paid, you gonna get paid, and we don't have to share a room anymore.
Colt: Mmhhhmmm..
Jackson: Duder! We said no do the dew man!
Colt: I'm not, I'm not!
Jackson: This is hand to gland combat and I don't want to be a part of this shit. Stop it.
Colt: Fine, fine, but when you leave in the morning it's on.
Jackson: That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard.
Colt: Yeahyeahyeah, whatever. Goodnight sweet prince.
Jackson: Don't talk to me, you're gross.
The scene fades out as Jackson puts a second pillow over his face while Seth smiles to the heavens above.