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On Sunday, the world will be turned upside down, as Supreme Championship Wrestling unleashes not one, but TWO matches that will take place inside a demonic Chamber. This Chamber, will determine two vital aspects of the SCW landscape. In one match, the Chamber will determine the man or woman who will exit as the UNDISPUTED World Champion of the organization. The other match will determine the number one contender for said World Championship. The two matches pit many of Supreme Championship Wrestling's top superstars against one another for two of the biggest prizes out there, and only two of those superstars will leave with the right to say they won.
The one that matters most to Jake Starr is the contender's Chamber match, as he walks in as one of those who is vying for the prestigious opportunity. Alongside him with be several familiar faces, most of which he has a history with. You have those he has seemingly had the number of his entire SCW career, like Katie Steward and William Mason, those he has no history with, namely Kelcey Wallace, and lastly, you have those who have, at least in recent times, been able to pull off the upset against Jake, in Devon Kayl and Shaun Cruze. These competitors have all garnered enough attention for themselves to be given the "ultimate opportunity" to be considered "next in line." Since this match was announced, Jake hasn't made any qualms about voicing his disdain for the decisions. In his mind, he deserves to be in the more high profile match, for the World Title itself. In his mind, this is another example of being passed over for no excuse, and it has sent him on an even louder verbal warpath. It is publicity that SCW probably wants to avoid. SCW has never been a fan of Jake "tearing down the fourth wall" on them. In their mind, this doesn't give the dichotomy of fantasy and reality that they wish to portray. It blurs the lines of what is and is not part of the show, and pulls back the curtain on some events backstage they wish to not be brought to the public eye. But that's Jake Starr. That's where the Social Misfit mentality and the "business savvy" wrestler part ways. In Jake's mind, he's played the "games" that most play, and they have failed him. The system has failed him. In his mind it's time to go out and take what he feels is rightfully his, and quit relying on the powers that be to recognize who is truly "worthy." This has been the cornerstone of what the Social Misfits have come to be known for. They have rarely played by the rules and even more rarely been known to respect the decisions of upper management... So it seems that it was simply a matter of time before that mentality fully grabbed hold of Jake Starr in SCW as well. Since he has gone down that path of possible destruction, he has been adamant and vocal about taking what he feels is rightfully his. He has been adamant about his demands. And he has been adamant about saying if those aren't met, all hell WILL break loose. It's these threats that have begun to make people turn a more direct ear in his direction. People are curious as to what he will say next, and what bombshells he could be ready to drop at a moment's notice. Today is no different as the world is waiting on pins and needles to hear what Jake has to say, directly referencing his upcoming match at Under Attack. The collective knowledge that he's NOT happy with his placement makes this promo have the potential to be another brutal explosion, and allow Jake to not mince words. The opposition he faces knows Jake, right now, is a loose cannon, as well, and are definitely looking to see what he might say next. As the camera slowly fades in, Jake stands there with a very determined and annoyed look on his face. The rage that has been flowing through his veins can be easily seen in his eyes. As he clinches his jaw, waiting for the cue to begin, his jaw muscles can be seen tightening up, and the veins on his temple pulsate. In his mind he knows this is his first chance to address the world regarding the match at Under Attack, and he knows he cannot be "sweet" or "kind" with his statement. The world expects emotion and anger, and he knows he has to deliver. The way he does it is simple... He relies on his brutal honesty. As the camera operator gets the word that they're ready to record/broadcast, he motions toward Jake, and his sarcasm and honesty waste no time in flowing from his mouth. Jake Starr: It is now official. My attention can now shift from the nonsense that I have been asked to deal with, to the important matters at hand. Those matters are obvious, they are simple, and they aren't ones that need any extra build up or hype because, let's be honest here folks, everyone's already talking about the pay-per view, and nobody gives two shits about anything else. So folks, let's talk Chamber Matches! There is a cheesy sound effect of applause played, and then unnaturally stopped.
That's right. At Under Attack, SCW is putting on an UNBELIEVABLE MOMENT in SCW history... TWO CHAMBER MATCHES... Jake's faux excitement immediately shifts back to an unimpressed look.
Like I have said in the past, this moment is one where, I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt, it was done this way to hopefully shut people up, like me. Now is the time I elaborate. See, in this business there has been this long-standing, sometimes unwritten, code where if the World Champion was defeated, he or she would be given the opportunity to have a rematch to try and rectify the situation. If they failed, usually that sent them to the back of the line. If they succeeded, it could lead to some of the most epic back and forth battles in the history of the sport. It is, in a sense, how true and long-standing rivalries are built in this industry. They're not manufactured out of thin air, like SCW has attempted to do in the past with the likes of myself and Greaternity, but they're done because two people have a common goal, and have to usurp one another to achieve it. More importantly, it shows a sense of respect because a champion should be allowed to fight to reclaim his or her throne, should they be deposed. It's how this business grows... It's how this business evolves... It's how new and REAL champions are born and bred... But it seems that, surprisingly enough, when it comes to Jake Starr, SCW doesn't really subscribe to that method. Don't get me wrong, they subscribe, but when it's me, somehow it is magically forgotten, or someone else has just shown "they deserve it more." It's something that, if you want to know the truth, has been one of the MAJOR catalysts of my return to the "old ways." See, let's go back to Riding the Lightning. Let's go back to the first night of the two night extravaganza. Let's look at the main event of that night, which really killed the whole idea of the Trios Contract as well, but I digress... Anyway, it was a match between, then SCW World Champion, yours truly, and consumate Twitter whore, Regan Street. Regan had won a battle royal and POOF was in a World Title match for the first time in her career. That night, yes, she won... Jake holds a hand up, with his fingers stretched, and palm facing the camera, basically saying "stop."
Now let's pause the story for a bit. Let's think about this from a "business" perspective. By Regan winning, I became the FORMER World Champion. I lost to someone who won a gifted battle royal, and now she was the champion... But remember that little "code" I mentioned earlier? Yeah... Keep that one fresh in your mind for me, okie-doke? Good! Now... Let's continue... The next night Regan goes out as the World Champion to face off against Syren, who, let's all remember, wanted to face ME inside a cage with her Trios Contract. I won't go down that path, but we all know what she wanted, and it was basically thrown in the trash, and subsequently a nice way of saying, "No Syren, fuck you." Anyway, Syren wins, and now she's the World Champion... Jake's utter disdain for Syren shows through his next word, caked in sarcasm.
Hooray! Jake throws confetti into the air, and throws two cheesy thumbs up toward the camera. After the confetti finally all falls out of frame, Jake lowers his thumbs, and continues.
So let's review what that, now, means. It means I am a former World Champion, and now Regan is a former World Champion as well. I was an 83-day World Champion, and Regan was barely 83 minutes of airtime. So naturally, I should be up first in that lineage of "Former World Champions who get their rematch," right? HA! NO! This is SCW remember? This is the Jake Starr-hating SCW, remember? Their logic, all along, has been to keep me out of that position. Hell, Regan was the "number one contender," until she miraculously had to take a "well-deserved" vacation to recover from injuries. So, with Regan out, I get my spot back in line, that's what I'm getting at, right? NO STUPID! HAVE YOU NOT LEARNED ANYTHING? See what happened was she vanished, the made this miraculous recovery and return, only to be put DIRECTLY into the World Title Match at Under Attack, right along side Rachel Foxx, Shilo Valiant, Blitzkreig, Syren, and Tatum McGraw... Jake pauses and looks confused.
Wait... What? Tatum McGraw is in the main event at Under Attack because.....Why? I'm not in that slot because why? Jake chuckles.
Oh yeah, I'm not liked, I remember now... Sorry about that. See, SCW has never thought highly of me because I wasn't that corporate line-toting douchebag that they crave the attention from. I wasn't the guy who went out there and interacted in the way that got me the breaks I have rightfully deserved, so I have been held back time after time. I have been pushed to the back of the line so many times, it's almost comical and expected... Oh wait... It is expected! So this time wasn't any different, and everyone who doesn't deserve a chance, or has had their fair share AHEM Syren AHEM, is in the big attraction. Now having said that, let's talk about how they realized this would upset me, and cause me to rant. They knew that if they didn't do something, for one, they wouldn't hear the end of it, and rest assured, they won't, so they figured they would conjure up this out of the blue, second Chamber Match for the Number One Contender's spot, all with the hopes it might keep me less aggravated than had I been omitted all together. Well no... See when I am simply placated, and not down-right appeased, shit continues to fly, and anger continues to soar. If SCW had done the RIGHT thing, they would have omitted Tater Tot McGilicutty, and put her in the match for the Number One Contendership. I don't care what she's accomplished or done in the past, if you're going to make a match with those who are deserving, guess-fucking-what? Jake flat-out yells into the camera lens.
I STILL HAVEN'T GOTTEN THE REMATCH THAT I FUCKING DESERVE! This is why I have forged this war against the suits. THIS RIGHT FUCKING HERE! This BULLSHIT move they keep pulling on me pisses me the FUCK off. Why is everyone else getting to fucking jump me in line for these chances? Why isn't it the obvious choice to put me in? Why am I relegated to another match where I have to "prove" myself, when some people in this match have either passed up their chance to go nurse a boo-boo, lost their chance, or simply been thrown in ahead of me? Why am I the guy they feel they can fucking dick around like a group of jackoffs? Is it because they know I won't run away on them? Is it because they feel they have to suck up to keep some people from leaving? I'll put it nicely... Fuck their excuses, they're wrong! The truth is, they just don't like me being in the spotlight. They don't like me being the guy who carries their banner, and I can't fathom why. I'm the guy who helped SCW finally reign SUPREME over the IWC, and guess what? No thank yous for me on that one either. I'm the guy who was dominant and running roughshod over everyone. I was the guy everyone WANTED to face and WANTED to beat. They don't have that anymore. They have a bunch of guys who trade off the responsibility of being that temporary "top dog." They know I don't play that temporary game, nor will I fucking ever. I don't lower myself to that level of mediocrity, and because of their actions, I am going to enjoy what is going to happen on Sunday so much more than they would like. See, I am pissed off. I am not happy. I am not jovial. I am livid at the treatment I am receiving, which makes me a very dangerous man. It makes me willing to do whatever it takes to shove it down the throats of Mr. D and his band of merry fuckwads, just so they cannot screw me over, this time around. This time around, they will be forced to go out there and say, "Jake Starr is up next for the World Championship." And I'll be honest... Looking at the group of those in the other Chamber Match, I could give a rats ass who wins. I mean, I won't lie, seeing Rachel win would be a moment I wouldn't ever forget, but if she wins, she becomes my prey... Which I know she doesn't mind, but that's another story! Regardless, I am not concerned with that match in the least. Whoever comes out of it with the gold will be who I take down for my next reign. My focus is on one group of individuals... One group of scrubs... One group of speed bumps... On Sunday I step into a Chamber with guys like William Mason, Devon Kayl, Katie Steward, who let's face it, is arguably RuPaul here, Kelcey Wallace, an actual female folks, and Shaun Cruze. Out of all of these names, I see ONE that belongs in the talks of the "Number One Contender" for the World Championship, and let's just say, his name is last. The others, yeah, well, no. They are what you call "filler." Katie Steward is the one who is ALWAYS involved, and I haven't figured out whose penis she has down her throat, or in her posterior region, in order to make it happen, but she's the Syren of the mid-card level, here... Nevertheless, all of these people enter the Chamber with ME. They walk in, and let's just be honest folks, they're all gunning for me. They know I'm going to lambaste them, and make a mockery of them, so why wouldn't they come after the guy who continually peed in the Cheerios? The issue with that strategy is simple, though... See, what a lot of people don't seem to remember is that the Chamber and I have quite the past together. Let's start in 2009, when I walked into Under Attack gunning for this very same opportunity. It was Jake Starr versus a myriad of mammoth names. I was out there with the likes of Chad Evans, the Artist Formerly Known As Stephen Strange, and Tommy Valentine. I took over that Chamber, and I won. I went on to take out James Exeter with that opportunity as well. So see... This type of match, it kind of fits with something I've faced in the past... Jake leans in, and "cups" his ear, as if hearing something from the viewer.
What? What was that? 2009 is too far back for me to reference as a time I dominated inside the Chamber? Jake pulls back with a feign look of shock in his eye.
Well shit... That means I'm fresh out of... Jake pauses, and sees an imaginary light go off above him, showing he has an idea.
... No wait! Let's talk 2012. You know... Last fucking year? Going into Under Attack in 2012, I was trying to scratch and claw my way back to relevancy. I was out there night-in and night-out, trying to get back into title contention, and I finally got my chance at this EXACT same pay-per view. I walked in with my first title opportunity in over a year, and it wasn't just an Adrenaline Championship match... No... It was an Adrenaline Championship match INSIDE THE SAME FUCKING CHAMBER! It was a night where I walked in and I proved, yet again, I can conquer this beast. It was a night where everyone figured the odds were against me. They figured everyone else was more hungry than I was. Then, when I proved everyone wrong, I showed things weren't as "over" for me as everyone had suspected... More importantly I proved that inside that Chamber... I OWN EVERYONE! That's why this match will be no different. That is why regardless of what yokels they decided to put in there with me, regardless of what has happened in the past, they will be entering into a world which they have no power in. They will be walking into the true lion's den with the king of the jungle himself. I don't lose inside the Chamber, and I won't be starting now. Much to the chagrin of the asshat suits, I am taking this Contendership away from whatever anointed soul they have secretly chosen as their hopeful victor. It's not JUST because I'm better, that this inevitable truth shall pass, but also because I know what to expect. I know what that Chamber requires out of the human body, and most of all, I KNOW WHAT IT FUCKING TAKES TO WIN! Did you hear that Shawn? Did you hear that Devon? Katie, did you pull your head out of your own ass long enough to take in what I just said? The fact of the matter is, I am going out there, and planning on doing what I have done each time I have set foot inside that structure. I plan on winning, and winning decisively. I want everyone who has ever casted a shadow of FUCKING doubt on me, to realize that whenever they write me off, that's when I take over. THAT is when I ruin their plans. See, I don't necessarily like ruining the hopes and dreams of others, but when they fuck with mine, they're bound to be brought to the ground. These suits have decided to keep forcing me to jump through UNNECESSARY hoops for opportunities, and it's under the GUISE of, "Jake, you have had so many." They are hypocritical in letting some others take time off, only to return and MAGICALLY get a World Title shot... AHEM Shilo AHEM... Me, I actually have to try for it... And people call me selfish for wanting my opportunities... See, that mentality is what drives me, especially at Under Attack. SCW is officially Under Attack from within, and it's by yours fucking truly. I will not stop my attack until I expose these fallacies, and I get what I want, and more importantly, WHAT I FUCKING DESERVE! Inside that Chamber, I'm ruining the lives of five other people who all have these fantasies about being me. Well... That night they won't have the option of being me. Not right now. If they want to play dress up, and have their chance to be that "flavor of the week" champion like SCW has grown to love, then by all means, find a time and pounce. Until then, make way for someone who actually knows how to REIGN as a champion. Move your asses for someone who doesn't just win and subsequently lose like, oh I don't know, "World Title Contender," Regan Street. I am not going to allow this place to continue down its path of mediocrity, and if it chooses otherwise, then guess what... Mr. D will see his world crumble as I wreak havoc on this place, and put it out of its misery. Do I want to do it? Is it something I yearn for? The answer is simple... I don't. I don't like being the guy who feels the need to destroy everything, but I'm going to be honest, I don't mind being the guy who puts the bullet in Old Yeller's head. So it's simply a matter of asking what path SCW will be going down. Will it continue to move down the path to greatness it was known for, or will it opt down the path it's slowly been turning toward in recent times? I tell you this, once Under Attack ends, and the unnecessary pyro is blasting for "Insert Winner Here," we will know. Because that day will tell us who Jake Starr will embarrass. Everyone will see the matchup, and they will be able to formulate their opinion of it. They will then see if the SCW suits decide to let it FINALLY be a match where Jake Starr gets his one on one ONLY match with the World Champion, or if they'll feel this ridiculous need to gimmick that shit up. If they do, their decision will be obvious. If they decide to include half of the fucking world, in some other unnecessarily overhyped match of 42 people, they'll show they don't want to be taken seriously, like I want to be. They'll show that they don't care what happened to their organization. Most importantly, they'll show they don't care about the people who pay their fucking salaries. Jake begins to snarl, feeling the emotion continue to boil inside of him.
That's why this means so fucking much to me. I want to stop this downward spiral SCW is plummeting into, and I want to show everyone what a REAL CHAMPION who does REAL CHAMPION THINGS is all about. I want Mr. D to RUE the day he decided to EVER pass me over. I want him to look me in the eye and fucking apologize, and it will happen. He will apologize to me, and he will admit what he did. If he doesn't, he'll end up a crippled mess. Nobody will stop me... Nobody will keep me from continuing my dominance inside the Chamber... I don't care if people have beaten me in the past, or I've beaten them every time, the fact is, inside there, they are all fucking equally irrelevant. They will each be made a victim, and watch as I laugh at them all when I win. I'm not out to win their approval, their respect, or any other fucking popularity contest because that doesn't do SHIT for my fucking career. I'm out to win matches. I'm out to win accolades. I'm out to win CHAMPIONSHIPS. The Chamber is the key to my next championship, and nobody will take it away from the Social Misfit... Not this time... Not EVER! With those final words, Jake's jaw tenses up, and the muscles echo the tension visibly to the viewer. Jake stares deeply into the camera, as the camera man begins to slowly zoom in on his eyes. As it gets so close that the entire frame is occupied by Jake's eyes, the emotion inside Jake can be seen even more, and the shaking from the anger can be seen. Instead of a slow fade to black, the screen simply cuts off to static and "snow."
People now realize that Jake isn't worried about anything that may have happened in the past, who has momentum, or anything of the sorts. He simply is relying on his experiences inside that demonic structure, and his unparalleled success in showing a mastery at winning Chamber matches. Could this experience, having traversed multiple Chamber matches, and encompassing the first Chamber match that happened in his tenure, and subsequently the last Chamber match SCW had at the same pay-per view in 2012, really come into play? Could Jake be right in knowing his opponents may not be as well-versed in what to expect, or even if they have competed, they haven't had the success he has? More importantly, Jake admitted that he will pull out all of the stops to win. What does that mean? How far will he go? Who will he enlist to aide him? With every pay-per view, the more anyone talks, the more questions that arise. This time is no different. Jake Starr has come out of the gate with a fury, and he is making no bones about his intentions and his goals. It's been about one thing, since he came into SCW, and it is STILL about that one thing. He called out Shawn Winters on day one, and said he'd be gunning for the World Championship. That was 2009, this is 2013. Jake's focus is still on the biggest prize in the industry, and he plans on putting everyone through hell until he gets it back. Fin |
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