Post by JFK on Jul 14, 2008 14:07:54 GMT -6
~~The referee raises Angel’s hand as Prophet just glares at a smirking Kole, backing up the ramp. Prophet then walks up to his partner, grabbing him by the throat, staring back at Kole, before planting him with a Chokeslam From Hell too…the referee tries to restrain Prophet but Prophet just lets out a primal scream before grabbing the referee by the throat too, Prophet screams ‘Kill Kaos!’ before hitting the third and final chokeslam on the terrified referee as his music hits and he glares at Kole…
Hardy: My god, Dark Prophet has been enraged by the actions of Kole and took his frustrations out on his tag partner and the official too…
Carter: I wouldn’t want to be Kole this Sunday…
Suddenly Prophet’s music cuts and is replaced by ‘One Girl Revolution’ and the crowd wolf whistle as Kelly Fox makes her way out, with a microphone in hand…
Hardy: I wonder what Kelly’s doing out here…
Carter: I think she’s out here to put an end to Dark Prophet’s rampage…
The music fades as Kelly raises the microphone.
Kelly: Prophet, I can’t have you assaulting officials, so as much as I hate to give someone of the Corporate Empire something they don’t deserve, you leave me no choice…I’m out here to reverse the referee’s decision…Kole Kaos and Xavier Williams win.~~
With that the screen flickers as if your tv was just turned off, the camera then zooms out and the view of a large screen projection TV was airing the footage.
"There's a thousand you's, there's only one of me"
The camera pans around and we see Kole Kaos sitting in a leather recliner, in the middle of a theater type room you only see on Cribs or lifestyles of the rich and famous, this isn’t a room you would own, because well lets face it, compared to Kole, you’re poor. But don’t feel bad, 98% of the world is poor compared to the CEO of Kaos INC. He's relaxing in a pair of Nike warm up pants and a matching Team Jordan tank top. He sits up in the chair releasing the foot rest to fold back into it.
"Way to keep my undefeated record here in the nCw intact Prophet. I should thank you for that; if it wasn’t something I didn’t actually calculate and plan. Oh...didn’t think about that did you? No..see that's why I am where I am in life DP, and you...well your life is falling apart. You’re like a child’s video game DP, easy to play. I knew if I walked away from you, from that match, that you would flip out and take everyone in the ring out, you’re as predictable as a two o'clock Florida shower. Now did I know Kelly would come out and reverse the decision, no...but it did add a nice touch to the situation now didn’t it?."
Kole pauses as he looks down and grins a bit before looking back up at the camera.
"Prophet Prophet Prophet, have you realized what you've gotten your self into yet? I'm not Spike Kane Prophet. I don’t have to run around back stage attacking you from behind, costing you matches, or kidnap a family member to get into your head, I don’t have to stoop to such...petty means. I'm the smartest man on this roster DP. Every step I take is a cold calculated move. I am always....ALWAYS...in complete and utter control. But not you Prophet, you're losing control, losing your grip on reality. And come this Sunday, it will be YOUR Last...Stand.
You just don’t get it do you Prophet? You want to try and make this personal between us, to fill the void of not having Spike Kane in the Asylum Match with you, so because of this, you now want to...what was the words you used..."Kill Kaos" but Prophet, let me ask you something, how are you going to kill a man, you cant even… beat."
Kole gives yet another grin before looking at the camera, his eyebrows raise and his head nods to the side a bit as if he's waiting for an answer.
"You wont.You CANT. I picked you for a reason Prophet. Like I said before, every single step I've taken here in the nCw has been a cold, calculated step, I knew calling you out would get peoples attention, and it has. And I know when I BEAT you this Sunday at Last Stand, that will shoot me up to the top of the roster, title shots, main event's, headliner, that's what I am Prophet, I am a world class wrestler and athlete, you...you’re just a disgrace, a disgrace to this business, a disgrace to this company, a disgrace to the fine state of Minnesota, and a disgrace to your family. You’re a wash up Prophet, not even a has been, you're a never was. You're a one trick pony who's been exposed for the fraud you are. All you are, is a garbage wrestler, how you even got HIRED into the nCw in the first place is beyond me. But I'll rectify that this Sunday Prophet. I will beat you at your own game, proving once and for all that you do not belong, and that WE...the Corporate Empire, are the true power to be reckoned with here in the nCw."
Kole leans back in the chair a bit relaxing.
"I'll give you one ounce of credit though Prophet. This match you've created, The Asylum Match, it is an impressive work of art. The chain link fences, the barbwire, it's not like any other match I've ever been in before. But don’t for one second Prophet take my admiration for your match as a sign of weakness, if anything Prophet I am looking FOWARD to this match, I get to step into a match, a war, with a man who could...COULD..kill me. He won’t, but never say never. And I get to prove to the world, that anything you can do, I can do better, that no matter WHAT type of match you place me in, I will over come, and succeed. I've never failed in my life Prophet, not once. I've built my grandfathers company from a mom and pop steel mill to a global power. And now I've set my sites on doing the same for the Corporate Empire. You Prophet, you're on your way out, me...I am on my way up. And when it's all said and done Prophet, you will come to the conclusion that I am what I say I am...completely, and utterly...Perfect."
Kole's cell starts to ring and he pulls it out of his pocket as he waves the camera off and we fade out.
Hardy: My god, Dark Prophet has been enraged by the actions of Kole and took his frustrations out on his tag partner and the official too…
Carter: I wouldn’t want to be Kole this Sunday…
Suddenly Prophet’s music cuts and is replaced by ‘One Girl Revolution’ and the crowd wolf whistle as Kelly Fox makes her way out, with a microphone in hand…
Hardy: I wonder what Kelly’s doing out here…
Carter: I think she’s out here to put an end to Dark Prophet’s rampage…
The music fades as Kelly raises the microphone.
Kelly: Prophet, I can’t have you assaulting officials, so as much as I hate to give someone of the Corporate Empire something they don’t deserve, you leave me no choice…I’m out here to reverse the referee’s decision…Kole Kaos and Xavier Williams win.~~
With that the screen flickers as if your tv was just turned off, the camera then zooms out and the view of a large screen projection TV was airing the footage.
"There's a thousand you's, there's only one of me"
The camera pans around and we see Kole Kaos sitting in a leather recliner, in the middle of a theater type room you only see on Cribs or lifestyles of the rich and famous, this isn’t a room you would own, because well lets face it, compared to Kole, you’re poor. But don’t feel bad, 98% of the world is poor compared to the CEO of Kaos INC. He's relaxing in a pair of Nike warm up pants and a matching Team Jordan tank top. He sits up in the chair releasing the foot rest to fold back into it.
"Way to keep my undefeated record here in the nCw intact Prophet. I should thank you for that; if it wasn’t something I didn’t actually calculate and plan. Oh...didn’t think about that did you? No..see that's why I am where I am in life DP, and you...well your life is falling apart. You’re like a child’s video game DP, easy to play. I knew if I walked away from you, from that match, that you would flip out and take everyone in the ring out, you’re as predictable as a two o'clock Florida shower. Now did I know Kelly would come out and reverse the decision, no...but it did add a nice touch to the situation now didn’t it?."
Kole pauses as he looks down and grins a bit before looking back up at the camera.
"Prophet Prophet Prophet, have you realized what you've gotten your self into yet? I'm not Spike Kane Prophet. I don’t have to run around back stage attacking you from behind, costing you matches, or kidnap a family member to get into your head, I don’t have to stoop to such...petty means. I'm the smartest man on this roster DP. Every step I take is a cold calculated move. I am always....ALWAYS...in complete and utter control. But not you Prophet, you're losing control, losing your grip on reality. And come this Sunday, it will be YOUR Last...Stand.
You just don’t get it do you Prophet? You want to try and make this personal between us, to fill the void of not having Spike Kane in the Asylum Match with you, so because of this, you now want to...what was the words you used..."Kill Kaos" but Prophet, let me ask you something, how are you going to kill a man, you cant even… beat."
Kole gives yet another grin before looking at the camera, his eyebrows raise and his head nods to the side a bit as if he's waiting for an answer.
"You wont.You CANT. I picked you for a reason Prophet. Like I said before, every single step I've taken here in the nCw has been a cold, calculated step, I knew calling you out would get peoples attention, and it has. And I know when I BEAT you this Sunday at Last Stand, that will shoot me up to the top of the roster, title shots, main event's, headliner, that's what I am Prophet, I am a world class wrestler and athlete, you...you’re just a disgrace, a disgrace to this business, a disgrace to this company, a disgrace to the fine state of Minnesota, and a disgrace to your family. You’re a wash up Prophet, not even a has been, you're a never was. You're a one trick pony who's been exposed for the fraud you are. All you are, is a garbage wrestler, how you even got HIRED into the nCw in the first place is beyond me. But I'll rectify that this Sunday Prophet. I will beat you at your own game, proving once and for all that you do not belong, and that WE...the Corporate Empire, are the true power to be reckoned with here in the nCw."
Kole leans back in the chair a bit relaxing.
"I'll give you one ounce of credit though Prophet. This match you've created, The Asylum Match, it is an impressive work of art. The chain link fences, the barbwire, it's not like any other match I've ever been in before. But don’t for one second Prophet take my admiration for your match as a sign of weakness, if anything Prophet I am looking FOWARD to this match, I get to step into a match, a war, with a man who could...COULD..kill me. He won’t, but never say never. And I get to prove to the world, that anything you can do, I can do better, that no matter WHAT type of match you place me in, I will over come, and succeed. I've never failed in my life Prophet, not once. I've built my grandfathers company from a mom and pop steel mill to a global power. And now I've set my sites on doing the same for the Corporate Empire. You Prophet, you're on your way out, me...I am on my way up. And when it's all said and done Prophet, you will come to the conclusion that I am what I say I am...completely, and utterly...Perfect."
Kole's cell starts to ring and he pulls it out of his pocket as he waves the camera off and we fade out.