Post by Jesse Jamester on Sept 24, 2021 0:15:09 GMT -5
The Nightmares of the Rumble in chronological order.
[*]Limbo
[*]Heart of the Nightmare
[*]Lust and Hersey
[*]Greed and Gluttony
[*]Anger
[*]Violence[/ul]
In Dante’s Inferno, Hell was composed of nine levels for all the sinners to be sorted upon death. It was Dante’s belief that hell was carved out to remind those poor souls what tragedies they were in life. Much the same can be said for the way a wrestler rises to their name sake in the business. What webs they weave to wander amongst the stars and into the limelight.
Jesse Jamester has been a driving narrative of the reflection of the XHF and it’s similarities to Dante’s Inferno. His declaration as the Nightmare of the Rumble is witnessed by the chaos that follows in his wake. Before this event was announced, his biggest shine was that of the XHF Tag Team Tiles match with Scott Steel against Anthony Caffrey and Subject #42.
On that night something changed. What we knew of this Canadian Nightmare from Northern Pro Wrestling was that he had a chip on his shoulder, or a mountain, take your pick. Jesse Jamester had been the henchmen of the Syndicate, and one half of the NPW Imperial Crown Tag Team Champions with his partner, Scott Steel a.k.a. The Colossus.
Following Fuel for the Fire in FIRESIDE, Jesse became unhinged with his current rank in the world of wrestling. Much to the dismay of the entrants of the XHF Rumble, he made his entry loud and clear.
As Star Wars fans quote Kreia, “A disturbance in the Force”, the same could be said of Jesse Jamester. One grounding factor of this reality versus the one he was narrating, was that Jesse’s son Julius was balancing Jesse. Was his father working the gimmick? As method as the man was, what he had shared with his son told a hold different side of Jesse. He was either a great actor, or on his way to needing a shrink.
A demonic lizard mask represented the Canadian Nightmares persona. Dawning a black scaly look, with a green cut through the eye, and a red X carved into the forehead; halloween stores were already pre-ordering the Rob Zombie inspired dinosaur of death look that Jesse Jamester was portraying.
All of this imagery factors into his mind games.The psychological warfare was his specialty. Jesse believed winning was done before you ever stepped in the ring. A master manipulator at removing the psyche up the opponent was preparing to do, and bruise the ego. It also showed him who would not be intimidated when they didn’t bite. These were two types of opponents he would see in the Rumble, and Jesse was above all else certain - the second type of men were far and few between.
Standing on a balcony overlooking The Missouri Botanical Garden, in St. Louis, Missouri, Jesse Jamester opened up on the journey this far.
Jesse Jamester: “Limbo, a place many find themselves in the midcard. Adrien Cochran’s lucky day in the lights against Dylan Black afforded him a chance out. That moment however was going to be brief. I’ve made my points on Adrien and his time away from his home of limbo is soon approaching its end.
Adrien was the mark the XHF used to look like it was legit. This blue collared baby face would shine bright under the spotlight as they pushed towards the Rumble. The narrative though, was Dylan Black’s return to X*Crown glory. That story was interrupted by yours truly.
You see, as I have demonstrated with the sinners of all the companies in XHF, I still see the same old slander coming off the bottom carders. The same people who would get down an polish my boots, just to say they got to touch greatness.
It’s no secret I’m comfortable with who I am, and I give zero fuckerys when it comes to explaining my actions. Caffrey found that out first hand. It’s not a matter of how, but a matter of when. The XHF Rumble offers that chance, an encounter of the real Double J, going mono y mono with your favorite star. As luck would have it, that opportunity is coming for nearly 50 other men who are entered in this event. It’s a pity they thought they stood a shot to go to the finish line, that is, until the nightmare showed up.
You see, as a showman, I’ve done it all! Every man I have had the pleasure of wrestling has come out the other side looking like gold - or a goose egg, but that wasn’t for a lack of trying! No, the fact is, I’m a once in a generation star, and that generation I come from is fading off. We ran the independents back in the day, and we garnered the cult following that is still out there amongst the fans. Roll all that up with being able to hang in that squared twenty-by-twenty and you got electricity in a bottle!
Fact of the matter is, I am a man, I am beatable, and I have shown my weaknesses to allow for someone to step up and take their shot. This isn’t about being a monster, or putting someone on the shelf, no - at the end of the day, I have the same goals as everyone else, and that’s to take the X*Crown Championship home to Canada, and cement the legacy that the Canadian people deserve in a star!
Anything short of that, and I have failed myself. It’s basic math. One plus one, and I’m two steps closer to immortality. In the eyes of my peers, that’s a level of respect I have always scratched and clawed and dug down to the pit of my stomach to come out showing! The theatrics help the story from top to bottom, but it’s undeniable, it drives asses to seats, and thats what this business is all about!
So when I say-”
You bitching on me now? This, this is how you leave them before the big show! Pathetic.
Jesse: I’m doing just fine, mind your own business and--
Fuck it, I’m taking over!
Head cocked to the side, it’s like a light switch went off, and that is when Jesse Jamester’s cold eyes no longer showed the same man behind the mask. No, in some visceral human condition of survival, he was being possessed by something deep inside. The Canadian Nightmare who had been so random and off the wall these past two weeks, was back.
Jesse Jamester: “This is how I see it, the XHF has plagued the fans of the world with their show of Adrien Cochrane the boy-hood-wonder. They offered up Anthony Caffrey hoping I would ignore the Rumble. Then Dylan Black was called upon, to keep the status quo of the Rumble in check. Nobody had planned on me! That’s right, you forgot to check the entrants list and check the boxes twice when running down the names!
I have been slept on, I have been steered to believe ‘this is my spot’ and to do as I am told. It’s not you it’s the company you keep! Well I’m sick and tired of the bullshit excuses, so I’ve stripped them down to the fabricated lies they were built on and am ripping the curtain down to unveil the Wizard of Oz! In this case it’s that fat fuck Mongo, but I digress.
From the sinners to the saints and all between; from the front row guests to the peanut gallery seats way up in the rafters! I’ve put it all out there, my life, my goals, my word as a man, and what I can tell is it hasn’t changed a thing. The XHF is still the same it was the day I warned them of the Nightmare coming; the same egos, the same angry lil’ men, the same sorry sacks of shit throwing my name out there to get a reaction. You all have disappointed me on the journey to this Rumble. A selfish classless group of men, who call themselves wrestlers, and arguably could be the garbage man on any given Wednesday.
I didn’t expect my words would find the ears they were targeted at. The men that I spoke of have long since been the hersey folk of this network, running rumors and hot takes of dog shit as far as the dollar bill will allow. I didn’t expect a revolution, I knew I would have to bring that in the ring with each fist taped.
When the last bell rings, and the referee raises my arm, I’ll take that X*Crown Championship, climb the turnbuckle and smile with a shit eating grin! I’ll have marked my momentum not only as a triumph, but as the change the XHF deserves!
Every entrant can say, the day they walked down to the XHF Rumble and stood across from Jesse Jamester -- will be the day your kids remember history was made! A star not only fell from the cosmos, but it seeked it’s target, marked it on the map, and damn well hit that son-bitch with all it had!
When the smoke clears and the audience sees what is going on; they will see the dinosaur freak before you, taking the hairy braids of Primal and wrapping them around his neck! Putting a boot in his back and controlling that wookie like a Jedi master! Only then will the people believe my message, my reign as the Nightmare of XHF, and respect what Jesse Jamester has done for them.
What was once just business, has become very personal. The world we live in is not the same as it was when I started in this business. The snowflakes and the Caffrey’s, they have muddied the waters of what a star is considered to be. I’m here to remind everyone. April 25th, Rumble, ready or not, your Nightmare becomes a reality!”
[*]Limbo
[*]Heart of the Nightmare
[*]Lust and Hersey
[*]Greed and Gluttony
[*]Anger
[*]Violence[/ul]
In Dante’s Inferno, Hell was composed of nine levels for all the sinners to be sorted upon death. It was Dante’s belief that hell was carved out to remind those poor souls what tragedies they were in life. Much the same can be said for the way a wrestler rises to their name sake in the business. What webs they weave to wander amongst the stars and into the limelight.
Jesse Jamester has been a driving narrative of the reflection of the XHF and it’s similarities to Dante’s Inferno. His declaration as the Nightmare of the Rumble is witnessed by the chaos that follows in his wake. Before this event was announced, his biggest shine was that of the XHF Tag Team Tiles match with Scott Steel against Anthony Caffrey and Subject #42.
On that night something changed. What we knew of this Canadian Nightmare from Northern Pro Wrestling was that he had a chip on his shoulder, or a mountain, take your pick. Jesse Jamester had been the henchmen of the Syndicate, and one half of the NPW Imperial Crown Tag Team Champions with his partner, Scott Steel a.k.a. The Colossus.
Following Fuel for the Fire in FIRESIDE, Jesse became unhinged with his current rank in the world of wrestling. Much to the dismay of the entrants of the XHF Rumble, he made his entry loud and clear.
As Star Wars fans quote Kreia, “A disturbance in the Force”, the same could be said of Jesse Jamester. One grounding factor of this reality versus the one he was narrating, was that Jesse’s son Julius was balancing Jesse. Was his father working the gimmick? As method as the man was, what he had shared with his son told a hold different side of Jesse. He was either a great actor, or on his way to needing a shrink.
A demonic lizard mask represented the Canadian Nightmares persona. Dawning a black scaly look, with a green cut through the eye, and a red X carved into the forehead; halloween stores were already pre-ordering the Rob Zombie inspired dinosaur of death look that Jesse Jamester was portraying.
All of this imagery factors into his mind games.The psychological warfare was his specialty. Jesse believed winning was done before you ever stepped in the ring. A master manipulator at removing the psyche up the opponent was preparing to do, and bruise the ego. It also showed him who would not be intimidated when they didn’t bite. These were two types of opponents he would see in the Rumble, and Jesse was above all else certain - the second type of men were far and few between.
Standing on a balcony overlooking The Missouri Botanical Garden, in St. Louis, Missouri, Jesse Jamester opened up on the journey this far.
Jesse Jamester: “Limbo, a place many find themselves in the midcard. Adrien Cochran’s lucky day in the lights against Dylan Black afforded him a chance out. That moment however was going to be brief. I’ve made my points on Adrien and his time away from his home of limbo is soon approaching its end.
Adrien was the mark the XHF used to look like it was legit. This blue collared baby face would shine bright under the spotlight as they pushed towards the Rumble. The narrative though, was Dylan Black’s return to X*Crown glory. That story was interrupted by yours truly.
You see, as I have demonstrated with the sinners of all the companies in XHF, I still see the same old slander coming off the bottom carders. The same people who would get down an polish my boots, just to say they got to touch greatness.
It’s no secret I’m comfortable with who I am, and I give zero fuckerys when it comes to explaining my actions. Caffrey found that out first hand. It’s not a matter of how, but a matter of when. The XHF Rumble offers that chance, an encounter of the real Double J, going mono y mono with your favorite star. As luck would have it, that opportunity is coming for nearly 50 other men who are entered in this event. It’s a pity they thought they stood a shot to go to the finish line, that is, until the nightmare showed up.
You see, as a showman, I’ve done it all! Every man I have had the pleasure of wrestling has come out the other side looking like gold - or a goose egg, but that wasn’t for a lack of trying! No, the fact is, I’m a once in a generation star, and that generation I come from is fading off. We ran the independents back in the day, and we garnered the cult following that is still out there amongst the fans. Roll all that up with being able to hang in that squared twenty-by-twenty and you got electricity in a bottle!
Fact of the matter is, I am a man, I am beatable, and I have shown my weaknesses to allow for someone to step up and take their shot. This isn’t about being a monster, or putting someone on the shelf, no - at the end of the day, I have the same goals as everyone else, and that’s to take the X*Crown Championship home to Canada, and cement the legacy that the Canadian people deserve in a star!
Anything short of that, and I have failed myself. It’s basic math. One plus one, and I’m two steps closer to immortality. In the eyes of my peers, that’s a level of respect I have always scratched and clawed and dug down to the pit of my stomach to come out showing! The theatrics help the story from top to bottom, but it’s undeniable, it drives asses to seats, and thats what this business is all about!
So when I say-”
You bitching on me now? This, this is how you leave them before the big show! Pathetic.
Jesse: I’m doing just fine, mind your own business and--
Fuck it, I’m taking over!
Head cocked to the side, it’s like a light switch went off, and that is when Jesse Jamester’s cold eyes no longer showed the same man behind the mask. No, in some visceral human condition of survival, he was being possessed by something deep inside. The Canadian Nightmare who had been so random and off the wall these past two weeks, was back.
Jesse Jamester: “This is how I see it, the XHF has plagued the fans of the world with their show of Adrien Cochrane the boy-hood-wonder. They offered up Anthony Caffrey hoping I would ignore the Rumble. Then Dylan Black was called upon, to keep the status quo of the Rumble in check. Nobody had planned on me! That’s right, you forgot to check the entrants list and check the boxes twice when running down the names!
I have been slept on, I have been steered to believe ‘this is my spot’ and to do as I am told. It’s not you it’s the company you keep! Well I’m sick and tired of the bullshit excuses, so I’ve stripped them down to the fabricated lies they were built on and am ripping the curtain down to unveil the Wizard of Oz! In this case it’s that fat fuck Mongo, but I digress.
From the sinners to the saints and all between; from the front row guests to the peanut gallery seats way up in the rafters! I’ve put it all out there, my life, my goals, my word as a man, and what I can tell is it hasn’t changed a thing. The XHF is still the same it was the day I warned them of the Nightmare coming; the same egos, the same angry lil’ men, the same sorry sacks of shit throwing my name out there to get a reaction. You all have disappointed me on the journey to this Rumble. A selfish classless group of men, who call themselves wrestlers, and arguably could be the garbage man on any given Wednesday.
I didn’t expect my words would find the ears they were targeted at. The men that I spoke of have long since been the hersey folk of this network, running rumors and hot takes of dog shit as far as the dollar bill will allow. I didn’t expect a revolution, I knew I would have to bring that in the ring with each fist taped.
When the last bell rings, and the referee raises my arm, I’ll take that X*Crown Championship, climb the turnbuckle and smile with a shit eating grin! I’ll have marked my momentum not only as a triumph, but as the change the XHF deserves!
Every entrant can say, the day they walked down to the XHF Rumble and stood across from Jesse Jamester -- will be the day your kids remember history was made! A star not only fell from the cosmos, but it seeked it’s target, marked it on the map, and damn well hit that son-bitch with all it had!
When the smoke clears and the audience sees what is going on; they will see the dinosaur freak before you, taking the hairy braids of Primal and wrapping them around his neck! Putting a boot in his back and controlling that wookie like a Jedi master! Only then will the people believe my message, my reign as the Nightmare of XHF, and respect what Jesse Jamester has done for them.
What was once just business, has become very personal. The world we live in is not the same as it was when I started in this business. The snowflakes and the Caffrey’s, they have muddied the waters of what a star is considered to be. I’m here to remind everyone. April 25th, Rumble, ready or not, your Nightmare becomes a reality!”
