MNM 5/10/10 Aaron Williams vs AJ Cash
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[[Scene comes into view in the backstage parking lot where suddenly a black Chevy Camaro is seen pulling in and then parks towards the back of the parking lot. The camera moves in on the car as no one is seen getting out of the car. As the camera gets closer, the car shuts off. After a few speculating moments, the door opens and out steps a man never seen before in IWF. The man is dressed in designer jeans and a pale green button down dress shirt. He shuts the car door then pops the trunk and grabs a bag out of it. He closes the trunk door and starts walking toward the arena. The camera follows the man until he reaches a security guard.]]
Guard: Sir, name please?
Man: Cash, AJ Cash.
[[The guard looks down at a sheet of paper he has in his hands.]]
Guard: Ok, Mr. Cash you’ll be in public locker room B.
AJ Cash: Public? Did you say public, whoa you may have made a mistake.
[[Guard looks down at his paper again.]]
Guard: No sir, that’s where you’re listed.
AJ Cash: You better….actually, you know what? I’ll just take care of this myself.
[[AJ Cash walks off from the security guard and enters the building. He walks down the hallways looking around. He walks by the public locker room B and stops. He laughs as he then continues to walk on by. He turns the corner in the hallway and is met by IWF interviewer, Hayley Davis.]]
AJ Cash: Well then, hello.
Hayley: Hello? Have we met?
AJ Cash: I don’t think you’ve had the honor or pleasure yet. The name is AJ Cash.
Hayley: Oh, you’re the new guy?
AJ Cash: New guy? Well I wouldn’t quite say that. If you referring to the biggest and newest signee of this company, then yes I am the “new guy.†You work here? I need to see someone about this locker room thing.
Hayley: Yes, I work here. I do the backstage interviews.
AJ Cash: Interviews? We may be having a lot of time spent together then. So who can I see around here about this locker room mistake?
Hayley: That would be our General Manager, Vito.
AJ Cash: Vito? I guess that’s who I’m going to find then.
Hayley: Well if I don’t see you again until Mayhem, good luck in your first match.
AJ Cash: Match? They’ve already signed me a match?
Hayley: Yes it was announced just the other day.
AJ Cash: Who is the unfortunate fellow?
Hayley: Aaron Williams, in a dark match before Mayhem.
AJ Cash: Dark match, a dark match?! Who the hell they think I am? I am the best damn wrestler there is, period. I don’t wrestle dark matches. I wrestle main event matches. I am the main event. Shit…
[[With that last word, AJ Cash storms off down the hallway as Hayley is left standing there. The scene fades as Hayley watches AJ walking off.]]
Guard: Sir, name please?
Man: Cash, AJ Cash.
[[The guard looks down at a sheet of paper he has in his hands.]]
Guard: Ok, Mr. Cash you’ll be in public locker room B.
AJ Cash: Public? Did you say public, whoa you may have made a mistake.
[[Guard looks down at his paper again.]]
Guard: No sir, that’s where you’re listed.
AJ Cash: You better….actually, you know what? I’ll just take care of this myself.
[[AJ Cash walks off from the security guard and enters the building. He walks down the hallways looking around. He walks by the public locker room B and stops. He laughs as he then continues to walk on by. He turns the corner in the hallway and is met by IWF interviewer, Hayley Davis.]]
AJ Cash: Well then, hello.
Hayley: Hello? Have we met?
AJ Cash: I don’t think you’ve had the honor or pleasure yet. The name is AJ Cash.
Hayley: Oh, you’re the new guy?
AJ Cash: New guy? Well I wouldn’t quite say that. If you referring to the biggest and newest signee of this company, then yes I am the “new guy.†You work here? I need to see someone about this locker room thing.
Hayley: Yes, I work here. I do the backstage interviews.
AJ Cash: Interviews? We may be having a lot of time spent together then. So who can I see around here about this locker room mistake?
Hayley: That would be our General Manager, Vito.
AJ Cash: Vito? I guess that’s who I’m going to find then.
Hayley: Well if I don’t see you again until Mayhem, good luck in your first match.
AJ Cash: Match? They’ve already signed me a match?
Hayley: Yes it was announced just the other day.
AJ Cash: Who is the unfortunate fellow?
Hayley: Aaron Williams, in a dark match before Mayhem.
AJ Cash: Dark match, a dark match?! Who the hell they think I am? I am the best damn wrestler there is, period. I don’t wrestle dark matches. I wrestle main event matches. I am the main event. Shit…
[[With that last word, AJ Cash storms off down the hallway as Hayley is left standing there. The scene fades as Hayley watches AJ walking off.]]
Aaron Williams is pacing back and forth while listening to an MP3 player. He is dressed in black and white pants, with a black hoody on. He has a rasta colored bandana covering most of his face. Aaron waits behind the curtains for his music to hit. Prepare for War by Young Buck plays over the PA system and Aaron Williams strolls out.
“I got Uzi’s and AK’s of plentyâ€
Aaron comes out of the curtains rocking his head back and forth. He heads down the ramp slapping a few hands on the way. At ringside, he walks over to a corner of the guard rail where a chair is set up. He steps up on the chair and puts a foot on top of the guard rail. Aaron Williams begins to wave his arms from right to left over his head. Some of the fans begin to do the same. Aaron Williams hops off the chair and slides into the ring. He lies on the mat for a few seconds before getting up and grabbing a microphone from the ring announcer.
Aaron Williams: Cut the music…Alright look, I’m expecting there to be at least a dozen so marks here. So for you unintelligent few that don’t know who I am, I am Aaron Williams, A-Dub. I’ve been busting hoes for the last seven years, and now I’m here to bring the fire. I’m basically the mash up of Tony Montana and Samuel L. Jackson. I don’t take shit from no one. Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn.
Some of the fans cheer.
Aaron Williams: Shut the fuck up.
More fans cheer at that remark.
Aaron Williams: Look, I am not looking for any sympathy. I am damn sure not here for any of you fans. Do you people want to know why I’m here?
Some fans cheer.
Aaron Williams: Well, lately I’ve been contemplating on whether or not my career is over. I could easily go back to Brooklyn, and make some bank hustling, like back in the day. But no, I want everybody to know that I am the hardest mother fucker here. It isn’t a thing of me proving to myself, because I already know that I am a bad motherfucker. I sincerely want to mess up anyone and everyone. And it doesn’t matter who I am put in the ring with. I’m going to hurt them. I remember times in hood; you had to crack a brother in the skull because he dissed you.
Aaron William posts up against the ropes facing the camera in the crowd.
Aaron Williams: But enough with reminiscing, the first victim in the A-Dub Killin’ Tour, AJ Cash. Now, I usually don’t fuck with these types of jabroni’s, but when the 10th rolls around, I’m going to murder this kid. When you’re new somewhere, you need to make a good first impression. So when it comes to the match, I am going to hold back nothing. I am going to rip this fool. Summer is just now starting, and the way it looks, you fans are going to see some killing in this ring. I don’t care; I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want. AJ Cash, a few words of advice, Prepare for War.
Aaron Williams drops the microphone and steps up on the ropes hold his arms out to his sides and facing the camera. Some of the fans begin to wave their arms around the ring as Aaron Williams rolls out of the ring. As Aaron Williams is walking up the ramp he grabs a beer from one of the fans, the show goes to a commercial break as Aaron Williams begins to drink the beer.
“I got Uzi’s and AK’s of plentyâ€
Aaron comes out of the curtains rocking his head back and forth. He heads down the ramp slapping a few hands on the way. At ringside, he walks over to a corner of the guard rail where a chair is set up. He steps up on the chair and puts a foot on top of the guard rail. Aaron Williams begins to wave his arms from right to left over his head. Some of the fans begin to do the same. Aaron Williams hops off the chair and slides into the ring. He lies on the mat for a few seconds before getting up and grabbing a microphone from the ring announcer.
Aaron Williams: Cut the music…Alright look, I’m expecting there to be at least a dozen so marks here. So for you unintelligent few that don’t know who I am, I am Aaron Williams, A-Dub. I’ve been busting hoes for the last seven years, and now I’m here to bring the fire. I’m basically the mash up of Tony Montana and Samuel L. Jackson. I don’t take shit from no one. Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn.
Some of the fans cheer.
Aaron Williams: Shut the fuck up.
More fans cheer at that remark.
Aaron Williams: Look, I am not looking for any sympathy. I am damn sure not here for any of you fans. Do you people want to know why I’m here?
Some fans cheer.
Aaron Williams: Well, lately I’ve been contemplating on whether or not my career is over. I could easily go back to Brooklyn, and make some bank hustling, like back in the day. But no, I want everybody to know that I am the hardest mother fucker here. It isn’t a thing of me proving to myself, because I already know that I am a bad motherfucker. I sincerely want to mess up anyone and everyone. And it doesn’t matter who I am put in the ring with. I’m going to hurt them. I remember times in hood; you had to crack a brother in the skull because he dissed you.
Aaron William posts up against the ropes facing the camera in the crowd.
Aaron Williams: But enough with reminiscing, the first victim in the A-Dub Killin’ Tour, AJ Cash. Now, I usually don’t fuck with these types of jabroni’s, but when the 10th rolls around, I’m going to murder this kid. When you’re new somewhere, you need to make a good first impression. So when it comes to the match, I am going to hold back nothing. I am going to rip this fool. Summer is just now starting, and the way it looks, you fans are going to see some killing in this ring. I don’t care; I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want. AJ Cash, a few words of advice, Prepare for War.
Aaron Williams drops the microphone and steps up on the ropes hold his arms out to his sides and facing the camera. Some of the fans begin to wave their arms around the ring as Aaron Williams rolls out of the ring. As Aaron Williams is walking up the ramp he grabs a beer from one of the fans, the show goes to a commercial break as Aaron Williams begins to drink the beer.
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