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 Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 1:58 pm
ALLLLLLLLLLLLL HAAAAAAAAAAAAAIL KIIIIIIIIIIIING KAAAAAAAAARTWRIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!
King Kartwright makes his way to the ring to huge boos from the crowd. He is holding a mic and wearing his royal robes and crown. He shouts at the fans on the ramp who are hurling insults at him.
"So GBL, you finally jumped-off into the deep-end. You finally lost it. You sneak attack me from behind last show and then decide to sing me a song goodbye. I bet you fans loved all that, didn't you?" He says, looking out at the audience who cheer in unison.
"Well unlike you GBL, I still have my marbles. I guess you can't take the pressure, you can't admit, that you will never be anywhere near my league. Hence why you resorted to your cowardly attack last show.
"You keep bleating on about your six months as WWF Champion. Well, not to brag too much, but the very first UNDISPUTED WWFG Champion is standing in this ring right now." He blatantly brags, much to the displeasure of the fans.
"You want to talk about brutal, sadistic matches? I've had my fair share of brutal, sadistic matches myself. I'm no stranger to them, I don't fear them....in fact, in some ways, I enjoy them. Because they are the perfect place for this King to lay-down the law, giving you disobediant peasants the thrashings you deserve.
"GBL, you appear to care so much about the IC Title's legacy. You talk about the feeling of 'honor' from winning it. That's all I needed to know, all I wanted to hear...to want to take it off you.
"Make no mistake about it GBL, I don't like you. I never have. But what I HATE about you is what you did to me in the Battle Royal. Had you not eliminated me, I'd be the first TWO TIME Undisputed Champion. It's been bothering me ever since.
"So this is it, I am throwing down the challenge. You have offended my Kingdom for far too long. I am challenging YOU to a match at WRESTLEMANIA!" He announces to HUGE cheers.
"And I want to rip that IC Title away from you, just to make you suffer." He says coldly, menacingly to jeers.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:39 pm
Lights shut out around the arena at the end of Kart's speech. The lights remained cut as the crowd began to build up with anticipation. Unfortunately, no music played out and nothing appeared on the screen. It would seem like it was nothing more than either a trick or power outage. That thought would change with a sound of a voice playing out.
"Make me suffer? I can not suffer more than hearing a story that should be told for a child tucked away in bed. Especially when the star of this story is myself," spoke out GBL, "It is enough to just turn my world . . . upside down."
The lights came back on to reveal GBL on the entrance ramp, but he wasn't standing on it. Oh no, he was actually hanging upside down with his legs locked around the metal framing of the big screen. He had no hat on, but he had his original attire on to say that much. There was one thing about him that was off. He had a bandanna tied around his eyes. He also had a headset on with a mic attached. Obviously, someone didn't want to use a regular mic.
"Insanity is a gift as much as it is a curse. Yes, I did attack you from behind. At least I was man enough to do so without any aid from mindless 'guards'. You want to know something, though? I can see a lot about you with this blindfold of mine. I see nothing about you. With or without the blindfold, I see the same thing. Whether I am upside down or rightside-up, it all looks the same. It is something to be the first of something, but to become the first means you have to lose it first. If we want to brag about being firsts, then I have that won. My first is something that I never lost. How often can one say they are the first Royal Rumble winner?" GBL asked.
He tilted his head a bit as he folded his arms across his chest. "Wrestlemania, huh? You want to fight me at the main show. Am I suppose to be threatened? Am I suppose to be scared? I am confused, Karty-boy. How will you ever make me suffer anymore than what I am already doing? If I lose the IC Title, then I lose it. One less title to worry about as I climb even higher. You will be stuck with the IC Title. A title you've insulted and hold no respect for. Such meaningless things you do with only worthless intent in mind. Am I mad? Are you mad? Who is the mad one here?" GBL asked.
(( How often do you have a promo featuring an upside-down dude? ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 7:21 am
((True, true! Not often for me anyway! rofl ))
"You sure are mad, I assure you." The King replies calmly. "One minute you defend the IC titles legacy, the next you don't care. Get some consistency!"
The King leaves the ring and slowly walks up the ramp.
"Look at you, hanging there upside-down like some sort of weird, sick freak." Kartwright points at him, not that GBL would know!
"You look like Orlando Jordan in this set-up and that gear." He remarks to HUGE boos from the crows.
"See, unlike you I don't need to do silly stunts, to attack others from behind or to change my mind every five minutes. I didn't get to be The King by being like that. A King must be strong-willed, determined, intelligent and able to make decisions. All those things I can do.
"You're strengths, GBL? Acting like a circus act? Getting lucky? Maybe you were able to freak your way to that title. A title that you one minute cling for and the next....happy to lose.
He gets right into GBLs blindfolded face so he knew The King was near.
"You won't have to worry about that conflict much longer, as I'll just be taking it off you instead."
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:59 pm
A sly grin did come to GBL as he heard that he was mad. He couldn't argue with that, and he was proving a point of madness. "Now, I never said anything about not caring of my title. You should listen more carefully," GBL spoke. He listened to what else he had to say, and he had to admit he felt insulted in being compared to Orlando Jordon. Sure, he had the black nail polish and the eyeliner going for him, but it wasn't like he was overdoing it or anything. Still, he hung there with a smile on his face.
Hearing his voice ever so close told him of the positioning of the two. Biting down on the inside of his lip, GBL drew out a bit of blood from the new wound on him. He just hung there as he tilted his head as if he was confused or lost. With one gentle breath, he suddenly unleashed a blood mist from his mouth to catch the male off guard. One way to get someone out of his face, too.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 1:52 pm
"AAAAAAAH!" The King yells as he is blinded by the blood mist! He falls backwards as he lost balance on the entrance ramp!
He frantically wipes the blood off his face using his sleeve as the crowd cheered in approveal!
((You bleed awfully quick to make a mouthful of it from one bite! xd ))
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 4:11 pm
(( It is a combination of blood and spit.. XD Hence the blood.. then the mist.. Plus there was a slight pause to give some time for both to build. I should had posted better on that, but.. yeah... I am not thinking Green Mist or Triple H Mist.. Just a small little mist enough to really cause someone to spaz and flip out.. Which.. worked = D ))
Hearing his yell, he swung himself up and pulled him onto the metal frame. He removed the blindfold and turned himself around to just lay on the frame and stare down at the king. He rested his head on the palm of his hand, a bloody smile on his face.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 1:07 pm
((Heh, doesn't take much for me to spaz-out! rofl ))
The King's vision returns and he sees GBL smiling at him! This sets Kartwright off! He charges at GBL wildly, trying to knock him down!
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 2:41 pm
GBL saw the charge as he ended up leaping up from his place and landing on the ramp with a forward roll to avoid Kart on that exchange
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