Post by JFK on May 8, 2008 16:55:43 GMT -6
We open up in the same office that Collision opened too this past week, Kelly Kaos is sitting behind the desk once more this time she is ready for the camera and looking directly at it. Her hair is tied up on the back of her head in a professional bun, her power suit top firmly pressed, high class as always.
Kelly Kaos: This past week on Collision I gave the nCw management an ultimatum, but I don’t think management was listening, or paying attention, and what I have to say needs your full, undivided attention so...
She stands and walks to the front of the desk, we can see she's wearing a skirt that comes to her mid thigh, showing off her perfect legs, she undoes her hair and lets it flow down to her shoulders before sitting on the desk crossing her right leg up over her left, loosening her shoe so it hangs from her right toe, she bounces it a tad with her foot as she undoes the top button of her shirt.
Kelly Kaos: Do I have your attention now Neanderthals? I thought so. See you simpletons are easily distracted by sex drugs and rock and roll and considering I don’t have a fondness for the latter two id use what I was born with to get your attention. You made the wrong decision Management, you didn’t listen to the warnings I issued, Joe Nobody didn’t head the words I spoke, so this time I will say it slowly...calmly...clearly.
She takes her glass's off and leans forward a bit.
Kelly Kaos: Joe Everyman, John Anthony, you two...will get hurt this Sunday. You two will suffer the most devastating, humiliating, beat down in your short careers, you will be steeping in the ring with a man who has fire burning inside him that neither one of you have the power to control. You will both feel a world of pain and suffering that no two men should ever feel, and it's all managements fault. All management had to do was give JFK his deserving one on one title shot, but no, they couldn’t even handle that simple task. Instead they decided to make it a 3 way dance, once again. They know, that if JFK had a one on one shot that he would decimate Joe Nobody, that the buy rates wouldn’t be as good, because all the fans know this also, that a one on one match would be a break in the show, the ending would be inevitable, that JFK would destroy him and leave him for dead, taking, what is his. The nCw National Championship, so make the match more interesting they included John Anybody into the match. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but that was a huge mistake. Now management will have the blood of two superstars on their hands. We warned you, I warned you, to do the right thing, and you failed to do that, so now I have no option but to allow JFK to do what ever he think's it will take to not only win the match, but to send a message to upper management, don’t mess with the Empire boys, because we are...better...then you.
She flicks her hair up and back and gives a cocky smug grin, before we fade out.
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We open at JFK's beach side house in South Beach Miami, it's evening, as the only lights we can see are the tiki torches burning on the patio, JFK sits on a patio chair relaxed, calm, he sits and stairs out to the ocean with a brew in hand, a shirt undo and his board shorts and sandals.
"Hey you, out there in the cold. Getting lonely, getting old. Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles. With itchy feet and fading smiles, Can you feel me? Can you John, can you feel the anger, the rages, the hate for this match I have with you and Joe Nobody this weekend, another...ANOTHER 3 way match...I'll be quite honest with you, I'm tired of these 3 ways, if I really wanted a 3 way, all I'd have to do is call up Layla and pancake nipples, but that's not the type of guy I am you see. But no, I'm forced into a 3 way dance once again, a rematch from last paid per view, a match that I got distracted, and lost."
He takes a sip of the brew.
"John Anybody, that's your name from now on boy, because the reality is that you could be ANYBODY in this match, it doesn’t matter, they wanted a body in there to stack the odd's against me, that's all, nothing more...nothing less, you John Anybody, are noting more then a distraction, a distraction John, that I will not fall the fool for again, John, no matter who they put in this match, no matter how much they stack the deck against me, the end result is going to be the same, I will walk out of Reborn as the new nCw National Champion, I will give that title life, and prestige that it deserves, I will change the face o f the nCw, the Empire will dominate all."
He takes another long hard swig from the bottle.
"John Anybody, you are a mistaken fool, a twit who let's his manager give him disillusioned thoughts of granger, you are a no body John, a nothing, you haven’t beaten the champion one on one, you didn’t have him pinned, then humiliated him more by making him tap out in the middle of the ring, to be honest with you boy, you haven’t done ANYTHING since the last paid per view, so why your in this match, is a riddle to me. But like I said, you could be anyone, Falcon, Holland, Ryan, it doesn’t matter, as I said before, you will not change the out come of this match, you wont even be a factor. You say John, that I have to admit that you were a force last time around. This is where you are mistaken; I don’t have to admit ANYTHING. And sure as hell to you of all people. You were a distraction John, that's all, I took my eyes off of Joe for two seconds to be rid of you, I dropped my guard, and it was over, that's the only part you played, so if you consider that a force to be reckoned with then well, congratulations, you're noting more then a pair of tits, a distraction, at best."
He finishes off his beer and places it down on a side table, he grabs a pack of smokes from the same table.
"Upset of the year is right John, if you were actually able to pull it off, but the only way, the only way you are going to walk out of Reborn as the National Champion, is over my...dead...body. You cant beat me John, not one on one, and not in this 3 way, nothing, no one, is going to stop me this time around, I'm walking in Reborn as an up and comer, as a man who has plenty of potential, I leave, Reborn, as a champion, a true force to be reckoned with, a true force to be...feared."
He sparks the smoke up.
"I don’t have much to say to you Joe, that hasn’t been said before, we both know what happens when you get into that ring with me, you look across that ring, you look into my eyes, and you know....you cant beat me. Not one on one, and after this Sunday, not even two on one. The Empire is strong Joe, we will take over this federation, hostile if we have to, you will be the first, of many, to fall before us. I will expose you as the false champion you are, and give life to the National Title it so deserves, after this Sunday Joe Nobody, the National Title, too...will be Reborn, Reborn into greatness, finally defended by a man deserving to hold it, a man people will fear, a man people will respect, a man people will KNOW...is better...then them. Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all. Together we stand, divided we fall."
JFK stands and heads towards the sliding glass door.
"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started. Isn’t it unsafe to travel at night? It’ll be a lot less safe to stay here. you’re fathers gunna pick up our trail before long. Can loca ride? Yeah, I can ride... magaret, time to go! maigret, thank you for everything Goodbye chenga Goodbye miss ...Ill be back....as nCw's new, and most dominate National Champion. And there is nothing, nothing that John Anybody, or Joe Nobody, can do...about it."
JFK enters the house and closes the sliding glass door behind him as we fade to.
Black.
Kelly Kaos: This past week on Collision I gave the nCw management an ultimatum, but I don’t think management was listening, or paying attention, and what I have to say needs your full, undivided attention so...
She stands and walks to the front of the desk, we can see she's wearing a skirt that comes to her mid thigh, showing off her perfect legs, she undoes her hair and lets it flow down to her shoulders before sitting on the desk crossing her right leg up over her left, loosening her shoe so it hangs from her right toe, she bounces it a tad with her foot as she undoes the top button of her shirt.
Kelly Kaos: Do I have your attention now Neanderthals? I thought so. See you simpletons are easily distracted by sex drugs and rock and roll and considering I don’t have a fondness for the latter two id use what I was born with to get your attention. You made the wrong decision Management, you didn’t listen to the warnings I issued, Joe Nobody didn’t head the words I spoke, so this time I will say it slowly...calmly...clearly.
She takes her glass's off and leans forward a bit.
Kelly Kaos: Joe Everyman, John Anthony, you two...will get hurt this Sunday. You two will suffer the most devastating, humiliating, beat down in your short careers, you will be steeping in the ring with a man who has fire burning inside him that neither one of you have the power to control. You will both feel a world of pain and suffering that no two men should ever feel, and it's all managements fault. All management had to do was give JFK his deserving one on one title shot, but no, they couldn’t even handle that simple task. Instead they decided to make it a 3 way dance, once again. They know, that if JFK had a one on one shot that he would decimate Joe Nobody, that the buy rates wouldn’t be as good, because all the fans know this also, that a one on one match would be a break in the show, the ending would be inevitable, that JFK would destroy him and leave him for dead, taking, what is his. The nCw National Championship, so make the match more interesting they included John Anybody into the match. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but that was a huge mistake. Now management will have the blood of two superstars on their hands. We warned you, I warned you, to do the right thing, and you failed to do that, so now I have no option but to allow JFK to do what ever he think's it will take to not only win the match, but to send a message to upper management, don’t mess with the Empire boys, because we are...better...then you.
She flicks her hair up and back and gives a cocky smug grin, before we fade out.
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We open at JFK's beach side house in South Beach Miami, it's evening, as the only lights we can see are the tiki torches burning on the patio, JFK sits on a patio chair relaxed, calm, he sits and stairs out to the ocean with a brew in hand, a shirt undo and his board shorts and sandals.
"Hey you, out there in the cold. Getting lonely, getting old. Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles. With itchy feet and fading smiles, Can you feel me? Can you John, can you feel the anger, the rages, the hate for this match I have with you and Joe Nobody this weekend, another...ANOTHER 3 way match...I'll be quite honest with you, I'm tired of these 3 ways, if I really wanted a 3 way, all I'd have to do is call up Layla and pancake nipples, but that's not the type of guy I am you see. But no, I'm forced into a 3 way dance once again, a rematch from last paid per view, a match that I got distracted, and lost."
He takes a sip of the brew.
"John Anybody, that's your name from now on boy, because the reality is that you could be ANYBODY in this match, it doesn’t matter, they wanted a body in there to stack the odd's against me, that's all, nothing more...nothing less, you John Anybody, are noting more then a distraction, a distraction John, that I will not fall the fool for again, John, no matter who they put in this match, no matter how much they stack the deck against me, the end result is going to be the same, I will walk out of Reborn as the new nCw National Champion, I will give that title life, and prestige that it deserves, I will change the face o f the nCw, the Empire will dominate all."
He takes another long hard swig from the bottle.
"John Anybody, you are a mistaken fool, a twit who let's his manager give him disillusioned thoughts of granger, you are a no body John, a nothing, you haven’t beaten the champion one on one, you didn’t have him pinned, then humiliated him more by making him tap out in the middle of the ring, to be honest with you boy, you haven’t done ANYTHING since the last paid per view, so why your in this match, is a riddle to me. But like I said, you could be anyone, Falcon, Holland, Ryan, it doesn’t matter, as I said before, you will not change the out come of this match, you wont even be a factor. You say John, that I have to admit that you were a force last time around. This is where you are mistaken; I don’t have to admit ANYTHING. And sure as hell to you of all people. You were a distraction John, that's all, I took my eyes off of Joe for two seconds to be rid of you, I dropped my guard, and it was over, that's the only part you played, so if you consider that a force to be reckoned with then well, congratulations, you're noting more then a pair of tits, a distraction, at best."
He finishes off his beer and places it down on a side table, he grabs a pack of smokes from the same table.
"Upset of the year is right John, if you were actually able to pull it off, but the only way, the only way you are going to walk out of Reborn as the National Champion, is over my...dead...body. You cant beat me John, not one on one, and not in this 3 way, nothing, no one, is going to stop me this time around, I'm walking in Reborn as an up and comer, as a man who has plenty of potential, I leave, Reborn, as a champion, a true force to be reckoned with, a true force to be...feared."
He sparks the smoke up.
"I don’t have much to say to you Joe, that hasn’t been said before, we both know what happens when you get into that ring with me, you look across that ring, you look into my eyes, and you know....you cant beat me. Not one on one, and after this Sunday, not even two on one. The Empire is strong Joe, we will take over this federation, hostile if we have to, you will be the first, of many, to fall before us. I will expose you as the false champion you are, and give life to the National Title it so deserves, after this Sunday Joe Nobody, the National Title, too...will be Reborn, Reborn into greatness, finally defended by a man deserving to hold it, a man people will fear, a man people will respect, a man people will KNOW...is better...then them. Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all. Together we stand, divided we fall."
JFK stands and heads towards the sliding glass door.
"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started. Isn’t it unsafe to travel at night? It’ll be a lot less safe to stay here. you’re fathers gunna pick up our trail before long. Can loca ride? Yeah, I can ride... magaret, time to go! maigret, thank you for everything Goodbye chenga Goodbye miss ...Ill be back....as nCw's new, and most dominate National Champion. And there is nothing, nothing that John Anybody, or Joe Nobody, can do...about it."
JFK enters the house and closes the sliding glass door behind him as we fade to.
Black.