((Win or lose))

Kelly King 2.0 grabs his EEW title and rushes up the ramp with it. But along the way, the One True King grabs his second most valuable possession. Not Scepter the Sledgehammer, but the EEW Microphone. His reaction is very mixed, as usual, bordering on boo's. The fans don't know how to receive the champ still. Kelly stalks up the ramp, holding the back of his head in anger and frustration. If his music was playing, he couldn't hear it. All he had in his head were words words words, and eventually they had to come out. He got to the top of the ramp and turned around to face the fans and Riker in the ring. He looked at the backstage area and started to leave, before turning right back around, lifting the microphone up.

"You know what? I've been waiting to say this for a long time. I am Kelly King 2.0 the E E W Champion. I have deserved this title more than anyone else in the company, in the business, has ever deserved ANYTHING." He shouts into the microphone. It is clear that he's not cutting a promo. No, really. Stop reading this as a promo. I'm not cutting a promo, this is for real, EEW. This is for real Gaia.

He looks at Riker. "You think I don't hear the things you people say about me? About my reliability? About my ambition? About my skill? How dare you question my skill. How dare you question my ability. I am Kelly King damnit. I have things I have to do, I have people I have to see. I am a divided man and have lived as such for years with little to no support! My family has relied on me for years, my mother sick and weary, my father weak willed and short sighted, my brother a walking hazard. And my friends? You think they care about my feelings while they're pouring their problems on my lap? I'm human damnit. I have responsbilities. And for the longest time, I thought YOU PEOPLE were one of them." He growls at the fans and then turns to look at the backstage area. "I was so concerned with making you people happy! So concerned that I was going to need your validation."

2.0 looks at his EEW Championship. He throws it down on the stage. "Before I won this, everyone was saying 'Oh. Kelly King 2.0. 2.0, he's gotta be the last EEW champion. He deserves that title. He's supposed to be champion.'" He nudges it with his foot. "And so when I finally won the belt, the belt that I never lost because of some egotistical a*****e's very terrible idea, I thought everyone would be elated. But just like you people, just like you to immediately turn coat and say 'That wasn't legitimate' 'That was dumb' 'That was confusing' 'King shouldn't have won the title.'" He spits on the stage. <******** all of you. I was here before ANY of you! I was working hard on my promos, on my in ring work, on storylines, on guilds before ANY of you! I am the reason half of this community even existed. I am the reason some of you are even popular. I don't politic, I come to everyone with ideas, and for YEARS I was active and literally the very best. So when I started to become weak and tired and hurt and damaged, I thought maybe this place, these people would reinvigorate me."

He snarls and shakes his head. "This place is just poison. I stopped having fun here a long long time ago. This place is just trash. You are all trash. I don't have to respond to any of you. I don't have to acknowledge any of you. Trevor, you want to know why I didn't show up to answer your beck and call? Because I am above you. Riker, want to know why this title isn't yours? Because it is above you. I deserve this title. I deserve everything I've never been given. I deserve to be recognized as the best, but all you people have ever done is talk behind my back about my reliability." He leans down and picks up the belt."

"Well here's something you can rely on. You can rely on me beating the s**t out of "Trevor" Kyle Dracious. I am the EEW Champion, and you're all on MY TIME now. No one elses. And I am the best at this thing we do, no matter what. RELY on THAT."

King takes his title. And goes home.