RP#77

"That's how you send a message."

The scene opens up with Double J Joe Jones leaning up against a brick wall. In his right hand is a can of pepper spray.

"No need to put someone through a table. No need to run in your match and cost you a thing. There was no need to tip toe around and be a small nipping dog biting my ankles. I'll put my boot across your throat. I'll grab you by the balls and tell you exactly how it is going to be."

Joe looks at the can of pepper spray for a couple of seconds before tossing it away.

"I'm sure you were all proud of yourself last week Emma. I'm sure in the back of your mind you feel justified for screwing me out of the Heritage title. The weeks and weeks of you and Archer not getting this title match just kept building up for you two. I heard you two bitch and piss and moan about not getting this match like we were somehow dodging you two. If you two recall I signed the contract, I said make the match. Not my fault the UWL just didn't bother to book the match. Maybe you should spend sometime wondering why that is?"

Joe puts his head back up against the wall.

"Did the match in December have anything to do with it? The first tag match between us. When you two lost that match. Or how about in January in the Coronation Cup finals when you two...."

Joe slowly moves his index finger in a circle motion, thinking.

"What's the word I'm looking for. Oh yes. Lost to the UWL Tag Team Champions again. Or maybe Emma, it was our table match. I think you remember that match. You ended up going through a table. Other than Archer beating Billy twice, every time you two had a shot at us, you failed. Maybe that is the real reason why you two haven't gotten a shot at the tag straps until I pinned my boot across your throat and had you up against the toilet bowl and told you.....when the match was going to take place."

Joe pushes himself up off the wall and slowly starts to walk towards the camera moving from the shadows to the light.

"Karma can enjoy my title for now. Karma can spin the story all he wants on how he won, why he won. I hope he feels good about it just like how you must feel proud of what you did Emma in helping Karma win that title. By the end of the month, that belt will be mine once again. But first. It's time to settle this between us. The Tag Team Champions and the little jealous team of nothing in Bad Intentions. This match has been a long time coming and the more the UWL kept pushing it off the more and more jealous you two became. It must have killed you two when I won the Heritage title. I was the most decorated super star in the UWL holding onto half of the championship gold the UWL has to offer and you two couldn't even get a title match that even now you two still have not earned, even when Billy and I signed the contract saying to give you two the title match, they, the powers that be still wouldn't make the match."

Joe crosses his arms and glances down at the floor for a second.

"How must that make you feel? You are here for one reason and one reason only and that is to win the UWL tag team titles. You quote unquote work your way up the ladder and get the attention of the champs, only to have the federation ignore you two and not give you the match you so desire. Yeah sure you two worked with Karma and took away one of my titles, but. This week you two won't be walking out with the tag straps. That sort of thing, ain't happening. Don't kid yourself. It won't happen."

Joe looks up and looks into the camera.

"This is your last shot. This is due or die for you two. It's time to put up or shut up. After this, after we defeat you two yet again. I don't want to ever hear from you again. After this, it's time for you two to just face the facts that you can't beat us. It'll be time for you to pick up your ball and head on home. I will be ending this with you two this week, and then I will turn my focus back to what stolen from me, the Heritage title. Do I make myself clear?"

Joe walks past the camera and the scene fades to black.