Post by erickennedy on Dec 27, 2006 6:16:35 GMT -5
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The scene opens up inside the locker room area of none other than Eric Kennedy, G.W.C.'s newest addition of superstars. Kennedy is laying back on a large leather sofa getting a massage from a very sexy lady. Kennedy is wearing black pants and a black shirt that says "Royalty Rules All" in white on his shirt. He opens one eye up and gazes over to the cameraman and a gimpy man at his side who appears to be some sort of interviewer. Kennedy sees the microphone in his hand and a huge smile comes over his face. He quickly shoves away the lady and orders her out of the locker room. As soon as she left, he motions over the two men to have a seat across from him. The two men do so immiediatly. Kennedy stretches out quickly and than leans forward a little bit, glancing at the camera and than the microphone.
Interviewer:
Hello Eric Kennedy, I'd just like to welcome you to one of the greatest sports-entertainment organizations in the world today, no doubt we are great, but with you here, everything I'm sure will get much better. So, um, I know you won't be in a match for a couple of weeks, but you are in the World Heavyweight Title Tournament, that must be really exciting for you! Right?
Kennedy:
Idiot! Who the hell do you think you are coming to the King like that, dressed in clothes not even suitable for an animal to wear! You disgust me! And yes, I am in the World Heavyweight Title Tournament, but excited? Psh, I don't really give a d**n about this tournament, same as I don't give a d**n about these stupid fans! Why put someone of my position, someone as rich and royal as ME, into a d**n Tournament?! I should just be handed the World Heavyweight Championship, not have to fight some sweaty, nasty, no good ingrates like these. I mean, how can I get this sort of treatment?! The King! How can the "owner" treat The King this way?! However, I'm not here to talk about these farm pigs that I will sadly have to face in this so called tournament, no, I am here to talk to the world about me, The King, Eric Kennedy!
Interviewer:
Man, I mean, you sure are high on yourself aren't you? You don't have to be so disrespectful to me and the thousands, no millions of G.W.C. fans! Ok, you call yourself the King, but I don't see that as very credible! Kings do n...
Kennedy:
I swear, I must be hearing things, I know that you did NOT just insult me! How dare you! I suggest you hand me that microphone right now and get your ass out of my locker room before I wipe this entire arena up with your face you ass clown! And I mean NOW! OUT!
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The interviewer gives a slight "hmph" and stands up slowly. He tosses the mic over to Kennedy and heads out of the locker room. After he leaves the Cameraman stands up, about to leave as well, but Kennedy grabs him by the shirt and points down at the chair he was just sitting at. The cameraman gets the hint and quickly sits down. Kennedy grabs the mic and looks at it quickly, a smile crosses over his face again.
Kennedy:
That's one less problem for me to deal with. I can not stand idiots like him, but everywhere I go, it seems that I am surrounded by idiots! Even the fans here, there nothing more than fat slobs who have nothing better to do than sit around, eat hot dogs, drink beer, and boo such superstars like... Well, I am the only true superstar, so yes, they boo me! Why? Don't ask me, I have no idea, really. Enough with the idiots anyways, it's time to talk about someone who isn't an idiot, ME! For those of you slobs, yes you, Im speaking to you, the audience out there! Who have followed my career through the years. You know my success, you know my talent! I was the youngest A.W.A. World Champion in history, as well as the first A.W.A. United States Champion. I had the longest U.S. Title reign in A.W.A. than any other superst.... wrestler there. I am only twenty-five years old, and a multiple time champion, I have held all the gold there is to hold, tag team gold, U.S. Championship gold, T.V. Championship gold, International Champion gold, and yes, World Champion gold. I have even held the Hardcore Championship title on 3 occasions. The only reason I haven't held the Cruiserweight or Light-Heavyweight Championship is because well, Im a heavyweight, I can't hold those. But I'm sure if I were able to, that I would have held both of those as well! Twenty-Five years old, I know many of you people can't count that high, but I have won all that before I was twenty-five, put one and one together there, and what do you get? You get Eric Kennedy, the greatest TRUE superstar in the world today. I hail from Newark, New Jersey, one of the true wrestling areas. I was trained by the best, yes, it costed a lot of money, and a lot of pain, but money, psh, that is no problem for me, and pain I laugh at. I am a third generation superstar, you see, I come from a wrestling family, thats all I did all my life, first Backyard Wrestling, than when I was older off to the wrestling schools. After that, Indy feds. I traveled through Japan, Mexico, Germany, and many other places learning what I have learned. Than came that day, A.W.A. requested my services to bring real wrestling back into the world. Enough with the stupid blabber, and on with the wrestling. A few years there, I finally figured it was useless for me to stay there, since the competition was far under my league. Heh, so a few days ago, I got a call from the owner here, asking me to jump aboard, that there would be something big in it for me! So I decided to give it a shot here, maybe here I will actually have somewhat of a competiton. By that I don't mean wrestlers who these slobs in the audience can beat, no, I mean people who actually have some knowledge of wrestling, and can bring it. Make no mistake about it people, yes, I find this tournament to be a bunch of horse crap, but I will show up, I will swallow my pride and compete in it for the sake of giving these people a true champion, a worthy champion. And who will that champion be? Who is that worthy champion?
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Eric Kennedy stands up and lets out a long sigh. He gives a snotty look at the cameraman and than looks directly into the camera and chuckles. He raises the mic slowly underneath his mouth and leans his slightly back.
Kennedy:
Errriiiiiccccc Kennneeeddddyyyyy... ... Kennedddyyy ... ...