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 Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 2:44 am
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!
 Then It All Crashes Down!
And You Break Your Crown!
And You Point Your Finger But There's No One Around!
Just Want One Thing!
Just to Be The King!
But The Castle's Crumbled
And You're Left With Just A Name...
Where's Your Crown King Nothing!There were something that were just getting too rare in wrestling these days, and one of them was the telling echo of James Hetfield's voice getting progressively louder, followed up by that strike of electric guitar, along with the long and oft accompanied golden rain of pyro droplets that fell from the roof. No matter where he managed to travel, King bought his own pyro. The fans stood up on their feet, as did the some of the viewers at home who had been constantly reminded of the Twitter tease that the mysterious and nearly forgotten One True King had put out on the internets previously that day. Lights flashed in multiple colors that King had been known for over the years, including gray, black, red, purple, and gold. The shadow behind the golden rain was a tale as old as time, however the figure that walked through the rain was protected not by a hooded cloak, but by a dapper hat. True enough, he had a cape trailing off his shoulders, but more peculiarly, he was wearing a mask that only extremely attentive fans would recognize as the same mask he'd worn in EWA as Golden Mask, but painted silver and black. In fact, with the rather expensive looking clothing, and the mask, the only thing that really made anyone sure it was Kelly King 2.0, was the fact that he was carrying Scepter, the golden plated Sledgehammer.
For the very first time, King stayed standing under the pyro, and dared to look up at it. Baptizing himself in his own rain, face protected by the mask, he stepped forward and stood on the top of the stage for a very long time, long enough to let the pyro stop and fade. He shouldered Scepter while he waited, before he gently tossed it off to the side of the stage. He lifted up his hands, one grasped his fidora, the other palmed his mask, as he slowly took them both off and revealed... Kelly King 2.0 indeed! The music and the sledgehammer told the truth, it was indeed The One True King. 2.0 bowed down on the map, his arms extended with both the mask and the hat. He flipped the hat into the crowd like a frisbee, while the more unique and irreplaceable mask found it's way to join Scepter the Sledgehammer on the arena floor for pick-up later. King reached into his cloak to retrieve the most dangerous weapon in his arsenal. A microphone.
2.0 walked down to ring with a smirk on his face. His friend Evan Landry had often described it as a s**t-eating one, before he turned and walked up the steel steps, his cape falling off as he scaled, quickly hustling between the ropes and into the ring with the fans standing on their feet for better or for worse. The legend had earned most of the cheers he was receiving, but even the King had his detractors booing him. Kelly King 2.0 walked around the ring, letting his music play for a long time, only letting the song fading from the arena be drowned out by the fans that had paid to see Showdown live. He looked around and nodded, rather impressed by the company's draw, and then he looked at the microphone with an eyebrow raised. The fans were ready, and so was he, to hear the King's Speech.
"What if I had taken off the mask and it was Matt Stone? How disappointed would you all have been?" He asked quietly, getting a laugh from the crowd, before they all started a chant, without his help, for Two Point Oh! Two Point Oh! Two Point Oh! King waved his hand, asking them to settle down, without actually asking. "Yes. I know. I am great. Thank you. Greatness at it's Greatest stands here in the center of this WWE:E ring. And he's happy to be here. I hope you all like my new clothing, I have always been a big fan of reinvention and resurrection, and I'll be damned if I don't feel good wearing this suit or that cape and mask. Don't worry though, you've not seen the last of the silver and black. You know, It's been a long time since I've gotten my hand on a microphone and I intend to use it. I'm not one to talk a lot..." He paused, as the fans all laughed again, because they knew exactly how big a pile of bullshit that previous sentence was, "But I'll try to make this quick, there are a lot of good matches to be seen tonight."
"WWE:E is one of my favorite places to be, and one of the most prominant wrestling companies in the world. It seemed no better a place could be found to announce my return to wrestling. Full time. The System is back on, ladies and gentlemen. My loyal subjects, my knights, my lords and ladies. The final hour has come. Like like a phoenix rising from it's own ashes, now stands before you Kelly "The One True" King. And of course, top of the line, the State of the Art. Version 2.0." He holds out two fingers as some of the fans try to chant One True King and others try to continue Two Point Oh. He smirks, "Because there are still some scores to be settled. There are things that I have to do. People I have to wrestle. Championships..." He slowly pondered, "That I have to win. The WWE:E Championship... as a matter of fact, is on my long laundry list of titles to yet be claimed. All in good time. Of course, there are some who have said that I may be past my prime... that ugly word 'retirement' has come across my mind more times than not..."
The fans boo'd at that sentiment, but there was only yet one wrestler who could control chronology and get away with it. Time progressed for everyone else. "Now now, the matter at hand is a matter of time, but I can assure you... that until I have done everything... I will still be here."
"That of course... brings me to the matter of why I have come to WWE:E in the first place... And I will tell all of you right now; The WWE:E World Champio--"
[Planned Interruption]
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 4:10 pm
Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR transmissions will resume,
They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down,
And hope that we will never see the truth around
(So come on)
Another promise, another scene,
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed,
And all the green belts wrapped around our minds,
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on)
They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
We will be victorious
(So come on)
Interchanging mind control,
Come let the revolution take it's toll,
If you could flick a switch and open your third eye,
You'd see that
We should never be afraid to die
(So come on)
Rise up and take the power back,
It's time the fat cats had a heart attack,
You know that their time's coming to an end,
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
We will be victorious
So come on
They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
WE. WILL. BE. VICTORIOUS. The Hated's theme song, "Uprising" by Muse, hits the PA system to the normal accompanying boos and jeers. Moments later, an elated Hiro Shin-Mozas stepped out from the back. Microphone in hand, he studied the crowd who were somewhat cheering Kelly King 2.0. Well, not somewhat, they really were. Hiro didn't take too kindly to the the admiration and cheers that Kelly King was receiving, so he started screaming at the fans to boo 2.0. All this yelling had only accomplished one thing, however. Hate for Hiro! Not like he wasn't used to it, being the "Most Hated Man in G-Fedding History", but he didn't appreciate the blatant disrespect being shown to the greatest "Bad Guy" in the history of Professional Wrestling, Kelly King 2.0. As Hiro worked his way down the ramp and to the steel steps which led into the ring, he pulled a cigar seemingly out of no where, as well as a lighter. He let the cigar, and stuck the lighter into his tights as he climbed the steel steps and joined the King in the ring. Hiro had a smile on his face that wouldn't go away. He considered himself quite lucky to be sharing the ring with Kelly King, and he was glad that the boos were starting to get louder, believing that the fans are finally going back to booing 2.0. His music fading out, Hiro finally found this to be a good time to break his silence. "Well hey now! There are the boos I was wating for! Go ahead! Boo the two greatest villains in the history of professional wrestling!" Hiro stepped forward, taking a puff from his signature Cuban cigar as he threw his arms straight up into the air, smiling at the camera while the fans booed him as vigorously as ever. The boos however soon turned into loud "Two Point Oh" chants, which infuriates Hiro. He takes another puff from his cigar, and then throws into the crowd, it hitting a fan right in the front row. Security ran to the man and restrained him as it appeared as though he was going to try and hop the barricade and most likely unsuccessfully attempt to attack Hiro. The fans chants for Kelly King turned back into boos for Hiro, which he gladly took from them in stride. Hiro then turned his attention back to Kelly King. "Kelly King 2.0! I have to say sorry for something! I didn't mean to interrupt your talking, but from the moment I knew you were in the building, I have been planning to have a conversation with you! See, contrary to popular belief, I do respect some people in this business! I respect Cyrus Darke, Guy Cancer, Sarah Skye, and Cartwright, just to name a few. However, there are others I respect just as much as them...and you're one of those other people! You! The King, the greatest bad guy in professional wrestling history! These people, they hate you! They really do! They hate you so much, they disrespected you by CHEERING you! These fools! Do they not understand that people like us feed off of hate? Haha! Anyway, 2.0, I am a huge fan of you, and always have been. I want to welcome you back to WWE:E, and let you know one thing...You wont be getting near that WWE:E Championship before I do, but that's just fine! I am sure the likes of Boxer Anarchy, Salem Croft, and the Honor Guard will LOVE to deal with you!" The fans booed at Hiro's claim, and this led to a big goofy smile finding it's place on Hiro's face. He held out his hand, hoping to get a shake from Kelly King 2.0.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 4:22 pm
Kelly King 2.0 was a little flabberghasted by the situation. Interrupted. And by a man he'd heard so much about but never really interacted with. He ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back, as Muse raged on and on with Hiro's arrival. He waited very patiently, smiling pleasantly while Hiro could be heard trying to turn the crowd against the legend. He chuckled at that, and respected it.
When Hiro entered the ring with 2.0, he listened to the chants for his name and the boos for Hiro, licking his lips mirthfully. This guy had a real pair on him, and that, too, King could respect. "I've heard of you, my friend. Hiro. The Most Hated Man in G-Fed History." He said, bringing his mic up to his lips and talking slowly while Hiro stood there with his hand outstretched. "And it's good to know that someone has realllly paid attention to my historical career-- It's not uh... egotistical to say it was historical right? Ah who cares?" He chuckles. "People really don't like you. Do they? Hey. You know what? That's okay. That's just fine. You can prove them wrong. And hey, maybe you will make it to the WWE:E Championship before me. Thank you for the warm welcome back to WWE:E, Hiro." He said... but pointedly did not shake The Bad Guy's hand.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 5:19 pm
Hiro smiled the whole time Kelly King spoke, and even after he finished. However, that smile on Hiro's face quickly disappeared as Kelly King ignored his handshake. Though, through the bit of fanboy sadness that Hiro was feeling, he found the ability to speak once more. "Well hey, no problem, bad guy! You are so right! These people don't like me...but what they don't understand is that the Hate they show me, it only makes me stronger. See, we are really alike. You made a career...no...you made a kingdom based on these people hating you... despising you. Everything that you are now, you are because of these morons. They don't learn. People like us, 2.0, we live off of hate. We feed off of it. You know, Kelly King, we are quite a like. The world, they hate us. We both have had our run-ins with the Dreadnaught, Disciple. Well...I was able to beat him a little more than you, but that's alright! We still both knocked him off! Finally...you know, the big man in Green...He don't really like either of us all that much, does he?" The fans let out a collective "Oooohhh" when Hiro made that last comment. He smirked and put out his arms, shrugging.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 5:32 pm
2.0 walks around the ring, rubbing his chin with his free hand, thinking and smiling while Hiro talks. He looks down at his shiny new shoes and then turns around, fixing the cuff on his coat. Bringing the mic up to his lips. "To be completely fair... I was the big man in Gray a long time before the big man in Green even came to play. And as far as Disciple goes, be cautious, he's got a mean right hook, and he take a big a** beating. But you're right! You're absolutely right. We both do feed off of these people." He said, neglecting to mention the part Hiro had brought up about hate. "They hate you and you are stronger for it, just like I said. I remember when I would come down to this ring, castle's crashing, crowns breaking, with Scepter in my hand... and all I ever wanted was a little respect. And they hated me for what I did to get my respect. But here I stand, years later... respected. By you, by them, by the people in the back. So now, it's just time for me to figure out what I want next. If you catch my drift?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 6:32 pm
Hiro was growing slightly upset as he started to realize that Kelly King was not acknowledging that he was still a badass hated by thousands. Hiro began to pace around near the ropes closest to the ramp, and he held the top rope. Finally, he turned to Kelly King, though he seemed unsure of himself. He didn't speak right away, until the fans booing had become to potent. Hiro needed to say something, however, it was hard for him to say it. Finally, after a bit of time Hiro stepped up the plate, and spoke. "Kelly King! I know the truth! I know what you are doing out here, you sly dog you! Playing these fans, you haven't changed a bit! I can't believe I doubted you at all! You know what? You still got it, King! Hell, you're an updated version of the King. Ladies and Gentlemen, it's Kelly King 3.0! Haha! Listen here, 3.0, I have a proposition for you. I am the star member of a stable that popped up while you were gone...It is called The Hated! I think this group is made for someone like you! I want you to join us, and help us absorb the hate of these peasants! Lets expand your kingdom, 3.0!" The fans boo the loudest they had at any point in this segment. Hiro once again held out his hand for Kelly King to shake, almost positive he would do this!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 6:39 pm
King looked around for some time, scratching his stubbly cheek. He had always thought another number was an option. Perhaps this really was the upgrade he was looking for.
"My Kingdom." He said and mused. He looked at Hiro's hand again and this time he wiggled his fingers. "Listen to these fans. Listen to them boo! God I remember that. I remember that. Fondly even. I can barely hear myself talk over how much these people do not want me to shake your hand, Hiro. That is awesome." He said and then he turned. He lifted his hand and then, against the will of everyone in the crowd, he shook Hiro's hand!
The fans started to boo loudly, as King's eyes shined happily, looking at Hiro. He lifted the microphone. "Listen to that! They really don't like you!" He said and then he squeezed Hiro's hand. "... And I don't like you either." He said with a completely straight face, the smile fading away, as he stared at the Bad Guy. "3.0 sounds really terrible." The boos slowly stopped and changed to cheers as the fans started to yell out for King, who was starting to look mighty threatening to Hiro's interruption all of a sudden.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 6:57 pm
Hiro was in a state of shock. He thought he had just gotten the great bad guy in the history of wrestling to join him, and he found out he was completely and utterly wrong. Kelly King 2.0 looked Hiro right in the face, a stern expression staring a hole in Hiro. It looked like he was getting emotional, and thats not something Hiro wanted the crowd, and even Kelly King, to see. Hiro pulled back a little, still holding King's hand...He looked to the crowd, then down at the mat...and immediately aimed a huge left handed hook to the King's temple!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:00 pm
King really should have expected it. He'd read the book, and written his own. Perhaps it was just old age. Even so, his plans to step on Hiro's toes and wail on him himself were cut short when Hiro slammed his fist into the side of his face, throwing the legend to the ground. He staggered, getting up on all fours while the fans boo'd!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:03 pm
Hiro looked to leap right down at the hindered King and aim a few left and right forearm shots! Hiro couldn't believe it! He was in the ring with his hero, his idol...and he was kicking the s**t out of him!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:06 pm
2.0 held his arms up across his head to cover up and block the punches and forearms for the most part, before, very suddenly, trying to thumb Hiro in the eye!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:10 pm
The thumb connected, and the fans blew up with excitement! Hiro quickly shot up to his feet, and stumbled back, rubbing his eyes and turning his back to the King.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:13 pm
King scrambled up to his feet, his brand new suit rather ruffled after the scuffle, as he ran up behind Hiro and tried to hit him with something a little more punctual than an elbow or a forearm, instead aiming for a single german suplex!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:16 pm
The fans roared as KK 2.0 wrapped his arms around Hiro's waist, and hoisted him up over his head and down to the ground! Hiro arched up his back and rubbed his neck as he laid in pain from the suplex!
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 7:18 pm
2.0 rose up to his feet and crossed his arms quickly in an 'I've had enough of this s**t' gesture as he cracked his neck and stalked over to the ropes. He held a corner and looked over his shoulder at Hiro, before turning around and sliiiiiding down to a crouch, running a hand through his hair and set up for the Downgrader!
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