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 Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 10:00 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!A pyro started as the music began, and the crowd erupted. The commentator's would be heard on the television broadcast talking about how King was supposed to be in the hospital tonight and no one had heard from him or seen him backstage today, but when the shadow appeared behind the golden rain that King had trademarked over the years, there was almost no denying that The King had come to Saturday Nights. Rather than stepping through the fires tonight, 2.0 waited for them to cease completely, as it was shown that he was missing a few vital parts of his new attire. Without his mask, he forsaked his hat and cloak, instead just wearing his fancy new suit. And, of course, holding a microphone. Kelly King walked out onto the stage and lifted his mic into the air as the fans cheered, slowly walking down to the ring.
2.0 adjusted his tie with his free hand, talking inaudible garbage to the fans with a smile on his face. They continued to cheer him though, because the garbage he was talking wasn't about them, but about another t**t-weasel that he was about to deal with right here tonight. King walked up the steel steps and across the apron, wiping his feet on the apron itself, before stepping between the ropes and walking over to one of the corners. He was careful, holding a microphone in one hand afterall, as he climbed up to the middle rope and hit his contemporary poses, listening to the crowd cheer for him over the beatings of the Metallica song he'd been entering to for years with few breaks in between. Finally, Kelly King 2.0 leapt down into the center of the ring again and just walked in a circle around the squared-circle until his music died down and the fans stopped cheering enough for him to speak. This took quite some time. 2.0 wiped his thumb across his nose and smirked, appraising the out-of-control crowd with mirth, and lifting the mic up to his lips. "Okay. Now it's my turn."
Without waiting for the crowd to die down, 2.0 started to speak. "Okay. Listen. Guys. I've been doing this thing for a long time. I mean I've seen rookies come, become something, leave as legends. I've seen legends return just to disappear, sometimes stronger sometimes weaker, I've seen federations live, breathe, thrive, sputter, hack, and die. Trust me when I say that I've seen almost everything there is to see." 2.0 paused for a moment, standing in the ring with a purpose, almost as if he was about to hit some kind of silly catchphrase or something, but as most people knew, 2.0 had few catchphrases and they all usually came at the end of his speeches. And King looked geared to talk for a long time. "So that's why I was just as surprised as you guys were when I came out on the pay-per-view, which you can still catch the replay of, call your local cable provider or stream it on WWE:E.com..." He plugged, staring straight into the camera with a very serious face, until smiling and looking back at the fans, "surprised when I came out on the show, was interrupted, attacked, and did nothing to stop it. Like... I had to have seen where that was going, right?" He asked with ridiculous inflection.
"How could I, one of the most prolific, talented, and I'll say it before anyone else has to, most intelligent wrestlers on the planet NOT see that one coming? It's damned befuddling. It was obvious from step one that Hiro and I just weren't going to get along very well, and even more obvious that he was going to turn the nozzle on his 'How-Big-Of-A-t**t-I-Am' Gauge up to eleven by the end of our little disagreement. So. I will just come out and admit it. I did see it coming. And I was punished for my hubris, I apologize to you fans. I goaded Hiro into attacking me, pretty sure I would get the upper-hand, and I was wrong. It won't happen again. And that's the 2.0 guarantee." King said and held up two fingers to the sky. "Scout's honor." Kelly King 2.0 was never a boy scout. His word is worthless reader. Don't hold him to this.
"However. Something I did not anticipate also happened. Now I'm sure you've all been paying attention to current events, but apparently Hiro seems to have gone just a smidge off the deep end this time. APPARENTLY beating me up give ANYONE AND THEIR MOTHER a reason to call themselves King. Now, anyone who knows me can tell you... calling yourself King in this business can ruffle a few feathers. And to me it's like blood in the water. Tunnel vision. Hiro. You officially have my attention." King said with a flat face, obviously not amused. He pulled up his gloves, adjusting them to fit on his hands, "You're not a King. First of all how can you be King if you're being followed around by a toadie that is ALSO calling himself King? Second of all, you took my mask when I wasn't watching, and that makes you little more than a common thief. Now as I've said, I've been around the block. I have been beaten up by everyone and their mother trying to make a name off of me." King stated and a list actually appeared on the titantron, if only for a few moments, that actually listed a large group of wrestlers that had assaulted King in the past 10 years including the likes of;
-Chrono
-Matt Shanahan
-Jay Lightning
-AJ Warner
-Vulture
-Xw
-Nuke Fusion
-All of their mothers
-Kelly Kelly (But This One Was Good)
-Evan/Michael Landry/Graham
-Wes King
-Some a*****e as I was entering the arena today
And many more. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, so I'm going to give you a chance next week to apologize to me and not yet incur the same beatings that those people, with the exception of one of them, faced when they stepped on my cloak. I assaulted Landry in his home and threw him off his roof. I beat my Expansion Pack within an inch of his life. I destroyed my best friend's most coveted championship title, and I ended my brother's career. Tell me... what do you think I'm going to do to two people I don't even like?" King said with an oddly serious and dangerous voice, the previous pieces of the speech considered, but then he returned to great form by lightening up for the crowd with his little ditty; "And I'm afraid that if you don't surrender your titles and lands before I come to repossess my new mask, I'm going to have to expose you and King Kartwright's sordid love affair live on national television."((planned))
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 1:31 pm
It used to be that I could fight it when I felt the guilt....
But now can I only hide it from the life I built....
There's not a night that passes by that I don't see your face....
And an eye for an eye seems more like a lie every day.....
But I ride head high like a ton of s**t....
Arms reaching out for the gold like I been hunting it....
Or wanting it ignoring my conscience what's been haunting it...
I'm constantly waiting around the corner for my common sense...
(and you)
Our promises of better days and being free....
When I took a high road thought that you would wait for me....
But instead of wait for me you started breeding hate for me....
And then I saw you break good god where you taking me......
The lights flashed my life passed then all black.....
If you asked could I let you take it all back.....
Ask... "ANTICHRIST3" by Shining Wizadoo hits the PA as the fans instantly begin booing. Suddenly, The King of Villains and Hatred, Hiro Shin-Mozas, steps out from the back! The boos pick up quickly, especially as King Kartwright joins him out on stage. King Hiro removes the mask that actually belongs to Kelly King 2.0, and he stick a finger through an eye hole, twirling it around a little. King Kartwright, who was carrying microphones for both men, hands one to King Hiro. The King begins to speak, or so it seemed, but Kartwright had other plans. He was the one to step up to speak out against the lies and injustice of 2.0.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 4:22 pm
Kartwright is dressed in the most regal of robes one has ever before laid eyes upon. It is so totally over-the-top. It sparkles. It glitters. It lights-up. It even has his name plastered all over it. K2. Luckily it doesn't have a misspelling and read K3. That would be mighty unfortunate. Kartwright lifts his diamond encrusted shades on to the top of his head and looks horrified as he looks at Kelly King 2.0. He brings his left hand to his mouth for a moment, pauses and raises his right hand to his mouth which is holding the microphone. A totally over-the-top microphone that is encrusted with gold. Because why not?! A King needs his bling because otherwise he just looks like everyone else. He is not like everyone else. He is a very special man.
Kartwright: "Damn, you are one ugly father ******** Two Point Zee-row. Hiro, give him that mask back to cover that.....face?! I think I'm going to be sick. Is that a case of plastic surgery gone wrong or have you always looked like that?! Did you grow up wearing a mask to hide your hideousness?! Did little Princess King Two Point Zee-row go to nursery with a My Little Pony mask on his face?! Did you start wearing a Kane mask at secondary, or in your weak-a** country, high school when you discovered pro wrestling?! Seriously, what's your story bro?! I'm like, totally interested. I want to see photographic evidence of all this from your family photo album ASAP."
The crowd boos Kartwright for some reason. The truth hurts by the sound of it. Some crazy individuals even begin a 'UGLY KARTY' chant. Clearly they are blind as well as stupid! Kartwright ignores the smelly, unwashed masses in the arena and puts on a cheesy smile as he brings his microphone back to his mouth.
Kartwright: "Isn't it nice to see me again Queen Kelly?! You never wrote to me while you were away. That wasn't very nice. I'm pretty sure that maybe I gave you a fake address for you to send letters to me at some point. We all missed you. I missed your impersonation of me. You were always a wonderful tribute act to the real deal. The real King. ME! But I don't need you here for that job any more because I am busy bringing a new King to greatness.....KING HIRO!"
Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! How dare you, you rude fellow. BOOOOOOOO!"
Kartwright: "King Hiro is twice the man, maybe even triple, the man that you are! The commoners and peasant wrestlers you listed earlier all pale in comparison to the power, the man, the King that is King Hiro! King Hiro is so good, he could defeat all of the losers you mentioned at once, while blindfolded, with both arms tied behind his back AND while playing Beethoven classics with his feet! I hope he plays Moonlight Sonata when that day comes. It's so good. Surrender now Queen Kelly before it is too late for you! Surrender yourself to us and follow my leadership and I can help guide you back to greatness too as I am with Hiro here!"
Kartwright keeps a straight face during his tirade of delusion. Or is it delusion? Maybe everything he said is true! One has to wonder. 2.0 is so gonna consider joining Kartwright. He's got such a good feeling about it. 2.0 will surely see that it is the only true path to success!
Kartwright: "You talk about seeing people come and go. That's a cool story. So have I. I would hate to see you become one of those legends that is destroyed due to be the beating that King Hiro will unleash upon you, never to be seen again. Go out with some dignity right now I say! Save yourself from the beating of your career! Kiss King Hiro's arse and get the hell out of my ring while you still can!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 11:28 am
"Okay. Okay guys. I've thought about it a little." King said as the duo approached the ring with him still in it. Hostile people as they were known to be, and King having recently had his s**t handed to him on a platter by Hiro, Kelly should have been a little wiser about the situation. "First of all, I love how I went from Princess to Queen in your eyes in two seconds flat, Kartwright. Thank you for that. I love moving up in the world. Second of all, I didn't have much of a bone to pick with you until about 30 seconds ago when you reminded me that you've been calling yourself a King for years now, completely unchecked by myself. Thank you for reminding me that I need to completely ruin your life before everything is said and done for your crimes against nature."
King then turned to Hiro. "As for you, Hiro--"
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 12:22 pm
"King Hiro! That's King Hiro to you, peasant! How dare you speak my name incorrectly! As a matter of fact, how dare you even show up here tonight! How can you even move? I made you crumble at Showdown. I guess that's something I can give you, Kelly. You're one helluva resilient, stupid man. I mean, I don't blame you, this mask is one helluva trophy. I love it, personally. I'm not shocked you'd want it back so badly...whoops!" Intentionally, and with a smirk, King Hiro drops the mask, and it hits the ground hard. He picks it up, and there shown to be a mark on it from hitting the ground. "Oops! My bad! Ah, well, it still gets the job done. Anyway, Kelly, I have been meaning to ask you this, but didn't get the chance to since you were being stormed by medical personal after I kicked the crap out of you. Knowing you, you must have actually thought those were fans! My question, is how does it feel? How does it feel to know that you returned to the WWE:E, and It all crashed down? One could say you broke your crown. You pointed the finger at me, but when it came to people giving a ******** about you, there was no one around. You just want one thing, right? The chance for the last time to play the roll of king...But...You know, your castle...your legacy...it's crumbled. All you have been left with is just a name...Kelly. How does that feel? You're now King Nothing. Where is your mask, King Nothing? Where is your crown, your scepter? How can you even try to continue to refer to yourself as a king? You're nothing more than Kelly. Kelly. You're nothing more than a woman. Madam, I ask that you leave my ring now. Your time here, your time in my company, my KINGDOM...is done. Please, leave before we must remove you."
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 4:09 pm
Kartwright has an amused look on his face. It's always good fun to mock and annoy someone based on their first name. Playground humour at its finest, and Kartwright is very mature, he'll have you know. No six year old could contain the sheer amount of swagger in their body that Kartwright does. Kartwright has so much swagger that even Justin Bieber is jealous of him, and Justin Bieber has a pet monkey.
Kartwright: "Kelly, you think that you can just appear in my ring and tell me whether or not I can be a King or not?! That ain't how it works sister! I'm perfectly entitled to call myself a King and I'll tell you why right now.....because I won one King of the Ring tournament about four years ago. THAT'S TOTALLY LEGIT YO!"
The crowd boos Kartwright, who can't believe the gall of these people. Why can't they just appreciate him for being the best looking King that they ever had?! The peasants must be jealous. Especially the poor suckers in the cheap seats. They must be thinking, damn, I can't see his face from up here but that Kartwright just oozes sex appeal, you know?! All the ladies must be utterly soaking wet. That must be why the arena stinks so bad.
Kartwright: "Did you hear that King Hiro?! Kelly here loves being a Queen! I bet that would have made him hot under the mask, if he had one! You already have that piece of crap mask as a trophy, how about making Kelly your trophy wife as well?! That's what's gonna happen if you don't get your arse out of here Kelly. Get out of our ring, you don't belong in it any more. ROFL."
Kartwright shields his eyes with his hand around the side of his face to avoid the chance of glancing at Kelly's ugly mug. Kelly looks like how The Elephant Man would look if he had to continually smell his own farts 24 hours a day. Either The Elephant Man or Nicki Minaj anyway.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 11:13 am
King pinches the bridge of his nose as the insanity that has begotten him in WWE:E has slowly started to drive him insane. In an attempt to collect his thoughts, he grumbles into the microphone. "Hrnngh... this is going to be harder than I thought. Okay. Gentlemen. Let me put it this way for you, since you clearly need to be told in a slower... moreeee... deeeliiiiibeeeeeraaate... maaaaaaannnnneeeerrrr...." King said, elongating his words as he pointed at the love-birds, the fans getting a light chuckle from his mannerisms. "Neither of you are Kings. You're both retarded. And by the end of our business together, I will strip you of the work King forever, because there is only ONE true king." King explained.
"I'm impressed by your lyrical repertoire, though Hiro, I must say. But to bring back to your point, what gives me a right to be King. Well. That will be how swiftly I ruin your life if you don't give me my mask back."
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 2:08 pm
Kartwright looks furious as this slow-talking moron accuses HIM of being the retard! Now that really is crazy talk. Crazier talk than a bag full of crazy, ribititing frogs jumping around in said bag and moving all over the place in a mental asylum.
Kartwright: "Oiiiiiiiiii! Liiiiiiiisteeeeeeeeeeeen uuuuuuuuuuuup diiiiiiiiiiiiim-wiiiiiiiiiiiit! IIIIIIIIIIIII AAAAAAAM NOOOOOOOOOOT REEEEEEEEEEETAAAAAAAAAARDEEEEEEEEEEEED! IIIIIIIII guuuuuuuuuessssssssssss allllllllll theeeeeeeeee biiiiiiiiig faaaaaaaaaaancyyyyyyyyyy wooooooooords IIIIIIII knooooooooow waaaaaaaaaas toooooooooo muuuuuuuuuuuuch fooooooooor yoooooooooou toooooooooo uuuuuuundeeeeeeeeerstaaaaaaaaaaand!"
The crowd laughs and starts to chant 'KING RETARDS' at him and Hiro. Kartwright motions for them to sush, putting his finger to his lips with his right hand and using his left hand to motion for them to calm down, looking cool and collected in the process.
Kartwright: "IIIIIIIIII wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill haaaaaaaaaaaaaaave yoooooooooou knoooooooooow thaaaaaaaat IIIIIIIIIIIIII caaaaaaaaaan nooooooooooot beeeeeeeeeeee reeeeeeeeetaaaaaaaaaaardeeeeeeeeeeeed beeeeeeeeeecauuuuuuuuuse IIIIIIIIII waaaaaaaaaaaaaas oooooooooonllllllllly droooooooooopped ooooooooooooon myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy heeeeeeeeeaaaaaad fiiiiiiiiiifteeeeeeeeeeen tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimesssssssssss assssssssssss aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"
Hopefully that was slow enough for Kelly and the idiots in the arena to understand, who boo him loudly for dragging-out his witty response. Kartwright smirks as he does what he loves to do, antagonise.
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 3:22 pm
Hiro stood there, absorbing the retardation that spilled out of both KK to the fourth power's mouths. Finally something hit him like a ton of bricks. "You want your mask back? Next week. Kelly 1.0 vs. King Hiro Shin-Mozas. Winner gets this here mask! I'm a fair king, Kelly. I give the people a chance to fight. You get one chance to try and take back your beloved mask. Will you take it, or continue to be nothing more than you always have been....King Nothing."
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Posted: Fri May 03, 2013 9:18 am
"Me, versus you, next week? Well that sounds just ******** fine and dandy to me Hiro. I don't think you can beat me in a legitimately fair fight, without a cheap shot opener or a really really slow talking idiot at your side." King said simply as he paced around the ring, gesturing between the two dumb-asses at ring side. "You're not the first person to attempt to take me down a peg, and you won't be the last. But I am going to hit you so hard that alternate versions of you in other universes are gonna get black eyes."
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