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 Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:56 pm
And i'm steady but i'm starting to shake...
And I don't know how much more I can take!
Mid way through the show after a commercial, Mike's green lights and music start up out of no where to the ellation of the audience. Mike spins out of the door to meet his fans and slaps hands with them near the stage before making his Neo Hurricane pose signalling his warped green and blue fireworks to erupt behind him.
With a big goofy grin on his face he strolled down the ramp, slapping hands with as many fans as he could, taking his time before he finally made it to the ring and slid inside. He music fade and he grabbed a microphone from the ringside assistant, then waited for the crowd to die down.
"Wuzzuuuuuuuuup..." He said in a very low and silly voice, causing the audience the laugh and cheer once more, "Thats good! Hell thats great! I'll tell you what, I feel great too. See last week, I qualified for the Money in the Bank match at Proving Grounds after I...-Eazyilly- defeated my west siiyyyde challenger." He paused for his cheap joke.
"I'll tell you, I couldn't be happier right now. I'm back in my home, the FFA Twisted Flow, I'm closer to my FFA Championship than i've ever been since I last lost it, and i've got my favorite fans in the world, -my- amazing Twisted Flow fans right here in the good ol Raleigh North Carolina!"
He paused for the pop with a giant smile on his face before speaking again.
"So all of you, i'm counting on aaaaaaaaall of you fans, i'm asking you to give me your support as I go into my first Money in the Bank Match, because with you amazing fans on my side there is nothing stopping The Innovator from taking back his championship!"
((Only interrupt if you know who you are...Oh yeah, some of you don't))
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:57 pm
Careful What You Wish...
Careful What You Say.
Careful What You Wish You May Regret It
Careful What You Wish You Just Might Get It!
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person from heaven and he
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:59 pm
Mike turned his head slowly to the stage area where the all too familier music of that certain someone began to play. He leaned against the ropes, staring at the stage and waited for him, bewildered as to why he would interrupt him...aside the fact that he was and forever will be a d**k.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:03 pm
 Then It All Crashes Down!
And You Break Your Crown!
And You Point Your Finger But Theres No One Around!
Just Want One Thing.
Just to Be The King!
But The Castles Crumbled
And You're Left With Just A Name.
Wheres Your Crown King Nothing!
Kelly King 2.0 walked out onto the stage, wearing a black shirt and black slacks, along with his regular shades. His sleeves were pulled up past the elbow and his teeth were bared. He looked as though he had heard just about all he could stand to hear. He looked like he was about to blow a gasket. He looked like he wanted to hit someone really ******** hard in the face. It would become much more apparent as he made his way down to the ring to join Landry, cracking his neck while climbing the steel steps and entering the ring. Stepping right up to Landry, he stretched his arms and then in one fluid motion stole the mic from Mike.
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person from heaven and he
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:04 pm
Mike raised and eyebrow as the microphone was snatched from his hand. He backed off and shrugged his shoulder, speaking without mic assitance, "there are more microphones..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:21 pm
----------The One True King---------- 
"And?" King asked, responding to Landry through grit teeth. "They're all MY microphones afterall... why shouldn't I have MY pick of them?!" 2.0 growled as he stepped back once to give Landry a little breathing room. "Thats right, Michael, I said my microphones. Or has everyone forgotten?"
Kelly looked over at hard-side, and then all around the ring at the fans surrounding them, awaiting an explination. "Your silence answers my question. You all have forgotten. You see," King points at Mike Landry, while glaring at the fans. "What my weak-link friend here has done is forgotten exactly where he is. What every boy in the back has done here is forgotten exactly what FFA means. You see when you think of FFA, you don't think of a title. You don't think of a match. You don't think of Mike Landry, or a short lived expiriment of management under his control, or a long past organization of excellence. No. What you SHOULD think of when you hear FFA is Kelly King 2 . 0." King turns to face Landry, looking him up and down and then spitting on his shoe. "You and everyone else has been coming out here for weeks now talking about FFA being your home." Switching hands to hold the mic, King clenches his free fist. "Your home. Your title. Your fans. You, you, You, YOU, YOU!" Kings voice escalates. "If Free For All is ANYONE'S home it is MY HOME! I made Free For All and I have ate, slept, breathed, bled, and loved Free For All ever since I created it, and people like you have the nerve to claim any rights over it? Some Faceless CEO and his blushing c**k-lover stake claim to this ring. Some washed up has beens like AJ Warner claim to be FFA Originals. And a man who I once said was a hurricane of talent, wants to take a title that I, Kelly King 2.0, brought into existance. Well it's not going to happen, Landry. You're nothing but a gust of wind compared to that hurricane I called you a long time ago."----------2.0----------
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person from heaven and he
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:35 pm
Mike literally couldn't beleive what he was hearing. He was dumbfounded. He went to the ringside assistant and asked politely for another microphone, then turned his attention back to the spazz in the middle of the ring.
"Thank you miss for the spare microphone, is it okay that I use this one? Or are you going to throw another hissy fit? I mean what is your problem? You are acting like a big baby b***h!" He paced the ring, getting frustrated himself.
"Are you freaking kidding me?! Kelly, who the hell has been right freaking next to you throughout FFA's history? Who helped you make FFA the success we all wanted it to be? Look King in case you forgot, your friends were there the entire time for you through the good times and the bad! I've earned my right to call the FFA my home because of all the hard work I put into it throughout my career. I made my debut here, I made my name here, and I will always hang my hat here no matter what you say!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:42 pm
----------The One True King----------
King continued to glare at Landry and lifted the mic to his lips, spitting a little as he growled out. "None of that gives you a right to call yourself FFA! None of that gives you the right to call this yours. Free For All is MINE and NO OTHERS. This is MY world, and I am GOD in my world! I make the rules, not that pussyfoot CEO. Not his personal d**k Jerker, Karen. ME. Nothing would be here if it wasn't for me and me alone!" King steps forwards, the mic bringing the most space between him and Landry. "Michael, if you can't understand and respect that... I'll be forced to remove you from Free For All's history permanently. If you can't respect me, then when I'm done with you, you'll only be a foot note that will read: Michael Landry Serves the One. True. King."----------2.0----------
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person from heaven and he
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:53 pm
Mike stood there impatiently. He wanted to snap back, but he knew he had the power to back up his words. He looked at the fans who were about as upset with 2.0's words as Mike was at this point. It gave him the courage to say this.
"You know what 2.0? You can do all that. You can go back through the archives and edit me out of all of it, take away my title reigns, take away my contribution to the company, make it so I never existed. On paper."
He took a deep breath and continued,
"But that won't make me dissapear 2.0. I'll still be here! I'll show up every damn week just like always, i'll continue to give everything i've got to entertain my fans, thats right my fans, and it is that reason that will make me live on forever in the future in their minds, no matter what you do to history. So go ahead, try to rub me out 2.0, then you can live alone in the place you created for so many to enjoy. Then you can tell me if you are happy."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:56 pm
----------The One True King----------
King's lips twitched, his glare still apparent, and his teeth still bared. Mike would be able to smell the hatred on his breath... but thats all that happened. King only twitched, grimaced, and backed away from the Innovator, dropping his live mic. He rolled out of the ring and turned his back on Landry, stalking up the ramp with his head low, but pointed forward. He gave Mike one last look at the top of the ramp before backing through the doors, and letting them close in front of him, finally cutting off his stare.----------2.0----------
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person from heaven and he
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 6:59 pm
Mike's eyes were locked 2.0 his entire trip back up the ramp. When he finally dissapeared he raised his arms to thank his fans for their support. He lowered them once more, a look of dissposition on his face. He definately didn't expect something like that to come out of no where like that. He rolled out of the ring and let the show go on.
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