United States Champion(1x)
Underground Champion (1x)
24/7 Hardcore Champion (x4)
Tag Team Champion(1x)
1. You’re a pretty decent looking guy.
Now, don’t go and get all teenager on me and say that I am gay and that I am trying to hit on you. Trust me sir, that is not the case. I love the vaginal crease. OK, moving on.
2. You can put on a mediocre wrestling match. Hey, that stands for something. Why do you think Chris Lawler and Justin Davis have jobs? Hell, the same with Rachel Foxx…
Yeah, you see, you can put on a show and it’s a show that not too many people stick around to watch, but hey, it’s a show nonetheless. And speaking of Davis, Lawler and the former sperm bank…errr…I mean, Rachel, you should probably take tips from them, because they had to wrestle their hearts out when they stepped into the ring with me. You see, Blake, that alone elevates my opponents. I’m a hot commodity, a very important name in the SCW, even if the SCW enjoys shoving Jake Starr and James Exeter down the throats of thousands and millions, week in and week out.
And lastly…
3. You can put together sentences and manage to compose a somewhat decently mediocre promo.
You see, you have your little catchphrase and you have your arrogance and you have a goal. That’s all well and good, but in the end, Blake, you need to know what the hell you are talking about. I mean, for one instance, you said that I am nothing more than a cliché. Hmm…haven’t you heard that so many times before? Doesn’t that mean that calling someone a cliché is in fact a cliché?
Let that sink in Blake.
Now, you also said that I haven’t done anything with the United States Championship. MY United States Championship. You said that I haven’t elevated it to main event status. I get so sick of hearing that. I heard it from the Liberation when they were talking about my reign as SCW Tag Team Champion. There was no competition in the tag team division and that is the truth. There is no tag team division. It’s just that Mexican with an afro and that always serious, always monotone robot, holding those straps and that’s about it.
As for MY United States Championship…Blake, do I look like I book matches? If I had my way, I would defend this title like a real champion. I would defend it every other week, picking out winners, picking out those who looked hungry and that could give me the challenge that you haven’t. But you see, Blake, I can’t do that. Booking matches and title defenses is out of my control. I know the only time I defended MY title was against Jake Starr and that’s because the SCW booking team have been getting the proverbial oral lesson from Mr. Starr…he really knows how to SUCK up to the man.
So Blake, you’re a cliché, if I am a cliché.
And something else. You said that this has nothing to do with the fact that I only got one world title shot, but it really does, Blake. It really does. You just don’t see it, because you are not looking at the overall bigger picture. The SCW has mainly focused on Jake Starr, James Exeter and Katie Steward since June, roughly. Sure, right now they are drawing ratings, but the SCW is overexposing them and sooner or later, attendance will drop and ratings will plummet into oblivion and then what will the SCW do?
The SCW will scratch their heads and wonder what to do next? And then they will come knocking on my door. I am Asher Hayes. I am the most innovative wrestler in the world today. I equal ratings. My t shirts, wrist bands, hats and the little Asher Hayes action figures have been flying off of the shelves for over a year now, selling more merchandise than any other SCW name. I mean, sure you would think it would Jake Starr instead of me, but people don’t buy his toys because they are afraid the action figure will talk them to death…
They will come to me, because I am exciting. I am fresh. I am young, charismatic and not too mention, great looking. You can sit there and say that I am full of myself, but you’ll hear crickets, because Blake, nobody gives a FUCK about what you think. I know they will and that is why I am doing what I am doing. In a way, I am trying to save the SCW from going under, by bringing new and fresh faces as close to the top as I can get them, just like I am doing with you, and the SCW will see that the world wants to see new faces on a weekly basis getting the title matches, not the same old Starr-Exeter-Steward love/hate homo/heterosexual trifecta.
In a way, this is an experiment, a science project if you will and sooner or later, if the SCW wants to stay afloat, alive and well, we will see some positive results before the year is out.
I mean, they are already booking me to defend MY title on house shows, but that’s house shows. Why not Breakdown? Why not pay per view? To me, and this is just my personal opinion, the SCW is afraid of change. They will give nobodies like you Blake and Justin Davis a chance to shine, but the matches won’t be televised. You lucked up this week, Mason Jar.
Hey, there’s another nickname for you, Blake. Maybe you can run with it, after I elevate you this week on Breakdown. Stepping into the ring, you will wrestle what a main event match should really be like. You are a preliminary wrestler more of less Blake, and that will all change thanks to me, because I can make this match seem fit for only Rise to Greatness.
Yeah, I know. That was a bold statement, but I figured since you’ve made so many, I should do the same. The only difference is that I can back mine up and you…you let your mouth overload your ass.
Ashes to Ashes…
Dust to Dust…
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Greg Brooks didn’t want to be in this situation again, but there he was, with yet another wrestler in his office, looking for representation. Before him sat none other than SCW commodity, the current reigning SCW United States Champion, Asher Hayes. Hayes had called to arrangement a meeting earlier in the morning and Greg was reluctant to take him up on yet, seeing how he failed with Mitch Sanders. But Asher told him that there was nothing to worry about, that he had been with the SCW for quite some time, and he was already a huge name and a champion to boot, which intrigued Greg.
So Greg agreed.
Greg-So you’re sure you can deliver?
Asher looked at Greg and cracked a smile. He had been asked that several times before in his career and it made him smile, because it was as if he was offended just a bit by such a question. But Asher didn’t let it bother him, because he knew the answer to it, because he knew that he always delivered and he also knew that it wasn’t going to change anytime soon. Asher even brought along his best friend Felix just in case Greg needed reassurance.
Asher-I always and I mean always deliver. I am not Mitch Sanders, I’ve told you that. Mitch couldn’t even lace up my wrestling boots. He didn’t have what it takes to get the job done in this business. I, on the other hand, do.
Greg-How do I know that?
Asher-Mr. Brooks, I believe my career resume speaks for itself. I am a former tag team champion, the longest reigning tag team champion in the SCW’s history. I am a former Underground Champion, and my reign was so dominant, that I held that strap for five months. And I am the current SCW United States Champion, all of that has been done within a year and a half.
Greg-Asher, that is all well and good, but what does it mean long term? I know your contract is up at the end of this year. Do you plan on sticking around after that, or are you going to bail out? That is what I am concerned with. If I am going to invest in you and represent you, I want to make sure that it isn’t a total waste of time.
Asher looked up at Felix, who was standing beside Asher. Asher looked up at him and smirked a little bit, before looking back at Greg and replying.
Asher-Listen Greg, I am Asher Hayes, the most innovative wrestler in the world today…
Felix broke Asher’s concentration, by whispering in his ear.
Felix-I thought you said you were going to drop that.
Asher bit his bottom lip, cursing himself a little bit, as he remembered he did indeed say something along those lines. But here he was, trying to get representation by one of sports top agents, and he was trying to sell himself to Greg Brooks, more or less.
Asher-I know that Felix and I’ve changed my mind. I am keeping it.
Greg-Well…
Asher-OK, I am Asher Hayes, the most innovative wrestler in the world today. I am the reigning SCW United States Champion. I’ve held it for almost four months. And even if I were to leave the SCW, if you were to sign me, I’d still be doing business with you. I am talking venturing out, looking at other venues.
Greg-Such as?
Asher ran his fingers through his hair, telling himself that Greg was sold, he was interested, so Asher continued.
Asher-Hollywood. I am talking movies. I am talking Asher Hayes, the next breakout action star. I can do my own stunts. I can handle the action genre. I can even do drama, seeing how I went to Hell and back with Rachel Foxx, which could also spill into horror, because most of the time, dating that bitch was an absolute nightmare. And seeing how I’ve been held back by the SCW booking team and management teams, which is nothing but a complete joke, I can dabble into comedy if need be.
Greg-Very interesting, Asher, very interesting indeed.
Asher-So…
Asher stood up and extended his hand, before continuing to speak.
Asher-Do we have a deal?
Greg stood up and locked eyes with Asher, before replying.
Greg-I’ll have my secretary send over all of the necessary paperwork and we will go from there.
Asher grabbed Greg’s hand and squeezed it tight, keeping his eyes locked with Greg’s.
Asher-That’s not going to be good enough for me. I am going to need an answer today. Now. If I am going to invest time and energy into working with you, I am going to need to know for sure that this isn’t going to be a total waste of time. You got paperwork? I can sign some forms today. I can sign them right now.
Greg jerked his hand away from Asher’s grip and fixed his tie, before clearing his throat and letting out a deep breath.
Greg-Fine, Asher, if that’s how it’s going to be, then we will get to work, but I just want you to know, that you’re not going to bully me. You may have been able to do shit like that before, but it won’t fly with me. I will drop you on your ass faster than you can fucking blink. You got that?
Asher cracked a smile, then replied.
Asher-That’s what I am talking about. I like that, Greg, standing up for yourself. I like that. I admire that. I respect that. I believe we a match made in Heaven, but not in a gay homosexual like Brian Kinney way or anything. I believe this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Greg. What do you think?
Greg-We’ll see…we’ll see…
Asher-Fair enough.
After that, Greg paged his secretary and told her to get the necessary forms for Asher to sign, which pleased Asher. He was ready to move on with his life and make big things happen, things he couldn’t have done with Rachel, Bad Company or Foxx Global, and that was to truly be himself. Asher then plopped back down in his seat and waited to the forms to be brought to him. He chuckled to himself, because deep down he knew that the world wasn’t ready for this new Asher Hayes, the real Asher Hayes…hell, Asher Hayes period.
He knew his name alone equaled ratings, big bucks…simply greatness and he felt that it was time that the rest of the world, including the SCW knew that and understood exactly what it meant.
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So this is it, Blake, the final days before our match up at Breakdown, the night where you get your chance in the sun. The moment of truth is at hand, Blake, and it is time to see if you can prove me wrong and back up your arrogant boasts and all the times you pointed at yourself, trying to get everyone else other than yourself to take you seriously. I am interested to see what you got, Blake. I know this will be like clubbing a baby seal, because I have already buried you promo wise. But I am interested to see if you can actually give me a run for my money.
I doubt you can, Blake. Like I said, you are afraid of your own shadow. Yeah, I gave you a history lesson during my first promo, but I did it to let you know where I was coming from. It had reason behind it. You see, Blake, when I talk, people listen. When you talk, people do what they do during a Jake Starr promo and fall asleep, or die of pure boredom. I speak the truth. I say what needs to be said. And what I have told you over this past week, was exactly what you needed to hear. I wasn’t being a hard ass, I was just being real with you, something you haven’t caught onto yet.
My choice of words more than likely will change everyone’s opinion of me, like the fans and my peers, but you see, I can’t be the way everyone wants me to be. I am tired of doing that. I am here to be me. Asher Hayes. Not some watered down version, because that is just me lying to myself and that is just plain depressing, kind of like listening to you talk. You try to come off like you’re important, but you are just lying to yourself. This match is more or less about yours truly and MY United States Championship and my crusade to become the SCW World Champion, before the SCW shuts down due to this overexposure technique they’ve been using, with names I’ve already mentioned. You know who they are.
So, Blake, when our match is called, and we both walk down to the ring, and we are standing in front of one another, I am going to lift MY title up to your eye level, so you can see MY title, so you can drink it in, and then I want you to take a big step back and allow realization to wash over you, and I want you to understand that as long as I am holding MY United States Championship, this Wednesday night will be the closest you get to wearing the ten pounds of gold.
I am Asher Hayes and you are…
Ashes fading away into dust.
Just accept it.
