Jake Voss WAR Promo

[Jake Voss]

The SEF World Champion sits on the rail of his hotel room balcony looking out at the morning sky of Detroit. A light blue silk dress shirt covering his upper torso buttoned to cover his stomach leaving his tanned chest to be shown. A pair of designer blue jeans a little loose and faded and Jake's knees bent up  with his arms up around them hooking his fingers together. The World Champ balanced perfectly on the small rail just keeps looking out at the grey sky lit up by the sun trying to peek into the world.

I couldn't help but but notice as I was researching you that you told Mack to throw you a bone, send someone else from his good squad in reference to management giving you a new challenge!? Irrelevant I know, but I found it funny you don't know who's in charge around here. As for you go Phoenix, I am in charge, after all, I did book my own match. And now you have more than you bargained for only because I want to face someone I know I can make an example of and I do just that this Wednesday night.

A cocky grin forming across his face as Jake keeps staring at the sky. His eyes reflecting the grey looking lighter than usual.

I earned the nickname Defiant God years ago when I rose to the top of DOGG kicking the shit out of better wrestlers than you. Then I rose to the top of SEF defying that group who tried destroying the company. Some fun times, but now is my time to get serious and truly dominate SEF, so that is where you come in Phoenix!

Jake twisting around drops his feet to the floor leaning back against the rail. His arms up over his chest crossed loosely and a grin still across his face.

I saw what you did to Bill Roberts, but not very many others did, not as much as they saw me continue to reign as SEF World Heavyweight Champion. More people saw me dominate the beast Frank Hussar than they saw you get a petty win over some has been jobber who I have been tossing around for years. And I have no care if you waste opportunity, seize it, grab it, great, good for you, but all you get from me is Victimized!

A slick smirk across his face and Jake chuckling a bit sadist like.

If the bitch is the one laying on their back at the end of our match, well Phoenix, that honor goes to you, but no matter how bad I kick your ass, you still get the most from facing me. You get to say you shared a ring with the SEF World Champion, with the Defiant God of WAR, Jake Voss!

The arrogance shining bright from Jake who lowers his arms to place his hands on the rail.

You may be willing, for once to do your job, but that is all you will do is be willing. There is no win for you, not after the screwjob I got last week on WAR. And then last night on Sacrifice I lose because that douchebag Jay had to tap?! Come WAR I make up for these two matches by putting a rookie in his place. Phoenix Winterborn, I got your license plate and it reads YOU LOSE!

Jake smiling big and arrogantly just walks inside the room sliding the glass door shut.