Post by Kendrick Kross on Feb 17, 2018 20:05:18 GMT
February 16, 2018
Kendricks Gym
Kendrick has been waiting for this moment, finally a shot at a title. Not just any title, a World Title. He couldn’t believe it, he must have impressed enough to be able to get the shot. Then again, he hadn’t lost in this company yet. A perfect 4-0 is nothing to scoff at, it shows you actually have skill. A four way for the title, it wasn’t going to be easy for Kendrick. Especially with Shadowlove in it, a guy who has seemed to become increasingly annoying for Kendrick. It figures that he would have to beat him to get a shot at his friend, Corey Bull.
The scene opens up to Kendrick throwing punches at his heavy bag, getting his training in for the upcoming match. It’s one of the more important matches he’ll be in and if there’s one thing he can’t be is unprepared. It’s not like he ever is, but it’s a Number One Contenders match. He had to be at peak shape, especially if he wins and takes on Bull. Kendrick grabs the bag as it starts to come back from one of the punches to stop it from swinging. He grabs a bottle of gatorade that is setting on a table next to him twists the cap open and takes a drink. He swallows the liquid and looks over noticing the camera.
Camera Operator: “Hey, Kendrick. Got a few minutes?”
Kendrick takes a breath and walks over towards the steps of the ring that he has in the middle of his gym. He sets on the top one and takes another drink of his gatorade before setting it down on the apron of the ring.
“I guess I got some time. What’s up?”
“We wanted to see what your thoughts were about your upcoming match?”
Kendrick rolls his eyes and shakes his head at the question. Wondering who came up with that.
“What kind of question is that? My thoughts are that I need to win this match. It’s a fatal four way with Shadowlove who I’m becoming to despise. Then we got two other people, Hung Gary and whoever a frown face is.”
“Do you think you will win? And if you do how do you feel about Corey Bull?”
Kendrick takes another breath. Scratching his head he pauses to catch himself and stop from grabbing the guy for asking another dumb question.
“Really? Do I think I will win? What kind of fucking dumbass question is that?! Who comes up with these? Of course I believe I’m going to win. I wouldn’t be much of a wrestler or champion material if I didn’t believe that now would I? You idiot. Now leave. Oh, by the way. Corey Bull. Don't get too comfy with that title. It will be mine sooner than you think.”
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February 17th, 2018
Back in Kendricks Gym
The scene opens to Kendrick sitting inside the ring, leaning up against the far turnbuckle. His legs are stretched out with his eyes closed. He’s breathing calmly and looks like he’s sleeping. A smile comes across his face as the thoughts of him being a perfect 4-0 in New Blood and a chance at becoming the Number One Contender for the World Title. Kendrick opens his eyes and sees the camera operator as sat down in the opposite turnbuckle and is aimed directly at Kendrick.
“Welcome back to my gym. This is one of my favorite places to think, to focus on my next match. I prepare here every week. Make sure I get my cardio and weightlifting in. This week however, I’ve been training extra hard. It’s obvious why as well, the big match I have coming up against Shadowlove and the two other people or things. Whatever. Those last two don’t matter right now. What matters now is focusing on Shadowlove. The same guy who thinks he’s all hot shit and that he’s perfect. He runs though, he ran from me when we he was supposed to be an opponent of mine. He says it’s because I am new, no, it’s because he is afraid that I would expose him. Not just him, but the little charade he’s playing. The stupid facade that he’s perfect and handsome. That’s simply a mask for the truth, he’s an ugly, no breed.
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Kendrick pushes himself up to where he is sitting straight up instead of leaning against the corner. He takes a breath and takes a moment to gather himself. Kendrick lets a smile out before continuing.
“I’ve seen people like you before, Shadowlove. Think you’re the best thing since sliced bread. You’re the face of a company or that you feel that you are the best person in it. You keep telling yourself that you are the best person in this company. That you are this company. I’m calling bullshit on that as well, Shadow. Mr. NBW? Mr. NBW doesn’t run. Mr. NBW doesn’t bitch out. That’s exactly what you have done. You’ve ran from me since I first got here and there was no reason for you to. You can talk shit about me but you can’t face me man to man. That ends this week, Shadow. I can’t wait to get my hands on your greasy self. You know something that is sad, Shadow? That your girlfriend, or whatever the hell she is, has more balls than you do."
Kendrick lets out a small chuckle at the last statement. It is true though, at least it seemed like it to Kendrick. Kendrick stands up and hops up onto the top of the turnbuckle, resting each foot on the the ropes.
“Speaking of balls, like I said, she has more than you, only because you have none. You have to run and join a faction? A faction mind you that HAS the World Champion in it. What’s up with that Shadow? You don’t want to beat me by yourself so you have to have a faction behind you? Especially one that has the World Champion in it so you can make it a harder road for me? Not only do I have to beat you and the other two in that ring with us, but I have to keep an eye on Bull since he’ll be ringside. I’d say smart move but I’m guessing that decision was on Bull simply so he could keep his championship would you beat me. Bull, I swear if you lay one foot on that ring, I’m going to kick you so hard that you’ll be needing that mask. Shadow. No person, place, or thing is going to stop me from making sure I kick your ass. You’ve done enough running.”
Kendrick takes a deep breath and gathers his thoughts, calming himself down in the process.
“Mr. Ugly no breed. Wanna be Face of the Franchise. I want you to listen very, very closely. After Monday you’re going to finally admit that you aren’t who you say you are. You’re going to finally find out that running from me, like you have since day one, wasn’t a smart thing to do. Shadowlove. After Monday, I will take your self proclaimed titles. I’ll be The Whole F’N Show, The Face of the Franchise, Mr. NBW. Those titles? They’ll belong to me.”
Kendrick lets out a smile and takes another breath. Running thoughts through his head wondering what he can say about these two randoms.
“So I really have no idea who these other people are. One thing I do know is that Hung Gary runs around with a shopping cart. So, Gary. What exactly is it you like to put in that shopping cart? I’m sure I could give you something. Maybe, some food? Maybe, a couple drinks? Maybe you? Yeah. I think I could put you in there. You might fit.”
Kendrick scratches his head, running more through his head.
“I’ll throw you in there, your stupid wrestling attire and all. I’ll take you out to the corner of Madison Square Garden and find a nice person to buy you! I swear though, if you try to ram me with that Cart before all that happens I’m going to shove that cart so far up your ass that you’ll never have to walk again.”
Kendrick takes another breath. Running more thoughts through his head not really finding much on these people though.
“Mr. Frowny face. I actually have no idea who you are either. I do know that you can go ahead and try to come at me with that frown. It won’t affect me any, I almost always have a frown. So hey, we could be buds. You and me! We could even go to the world title match together! Well. Maybe not that far. I know what I’ll do. I’ll shove you up the ass of hung Gary with the shopping cart. You’ll be able to taste his breakfast that way! I’m sure you and Gary will like that!”
Kendrick lets out another chuckle. Hopping down from the turnbuckle and walking to his right and leans on the ropes, the camera following him with each step.
“It’s quite simple, Shadow, Gary, and Frowny Face. Don’t get in my way. This is what I’ve worked my whole life for. Shadow, coming after you is probably my main priority in this match. These other two, they won’t pose a threat. You? You might. Yet again, you might run, just like you did when we had a match before. You ran, then you had the nerve to talk shit about me, Shadow. That’s all you have done. You’ve talked shit, over and over and over. You’ve said the same thing about me in each promo since then. Hell, thinking about it, you are stale. Mr. NBW. You say the exact same shit in EVERY promo. That doesn’t make you Mr. NBW. That makes you Mr. Stale. Monday, I’ll prove it when your ass is on the mat after the 1...2...3.”
Kendricks Gym
Kendrick has been waiting for this moment, finally a shot at a title. Not just any title, a World Title. He couldn’t believe it, he must have impressed enough to be able to get the shot. Then again, he hadn’t lost in this company yet. A perfect 4-0 is nothing to scoff at, it shows you actually have skill. A four way for the title, it wasn’t going to be easy for Kendrick. Especially with Shadowlove in it, a guy who has seemed to become increasingly annoying for Kendrick. It figures that he would have to beat him to get a shot at his friend, Corey Bull.
The scene opens up to Kendrick throwing punches at his heavy bag, getting his training in for the upcoming match. It’s one of the more important matches he’ll be in and if there’s one thing he can’t be is unprepared. It’s not like he ever is, but it’s a Number One Contenders match. He had to be at peak shape, especially if he wins and takes on Bull. Kendrick grabs the bag as it starts to come back from one of the punches to stop it from swinging. He grabs a bottle of gatorade that is setting on a table next to him twists the cap open and takes a drink. He swallows the liquid and looks over noticing the camera.
Camera Operator: “Hey, Kendrick. Got a few minutes?”
Kendrick takes a breath and walks over towards the steps of the ring that he has in the middle of his gym. He sets on the top one and takes another drink of his gatorade before setting it down on the apron of the ring.
“I guess I got some time. What’s up?”
“We wanted to see what your thoughts were about your upcoming match?”
Kendrick rolls his eyes and shakes his head at the question. Wondering who came up with that.
“What kind of question is that? My thoughts are that I need to win this match. It’s a fatal four way with Shadowlove who I’m becoming to despise. Then we got two other people, Hung Gary and whoever a frown face is.”
“Do you think you will win? And if you do how do you feel about Corey Bull?”
Kendrick takes another breath. Scratching his head he pauses to catch himself and stop from grabbing the guy for asking another dumb question.
“Really? Do I think I will win? What kind of fucking dumbass question is that?! Who comes up with these? Of course I believe I’m going to win. I wouldn’t be much of a wrestler or champion material if I didn’t believe that now would I? You idiot. Now leave. Oh, by the way. Corey Bull. Don't get too comfy with that title. It will be mine sooner than you think.”
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February 17th, 2018
Back in Kendricks Gym
The scene opens to Kendrick sitting inside the ring, leaning up against the far turnbuckle. His legs are stretched out with his eyes closed. He’s breathing calmly and looks like he’s sleeping. A smile comes across his face as the thoughts of him being a perfect 4-0 in New Blood and a chance at becoming the Number One Contender for the World Title. Kendrick opens his eyes and sees the camera operator as sat down in the opposite turnbuckle and is aimed directly at Kendrick.
“Welcome back to my gym. This is one of my favorite places to think, to focus on my next match. I prepare here every week. Make sure I get my cardio and weightlifting in. This week however, I’ve been training extra hard. It’s obvious why as well, the big match I have coming up against Shadowlove and the two other people or things. Whatever. Those last two don’t matter right now. What matters now is focusing on Shadowlove. The same guy who thinks he’s all hot shit and that he’s perfect. He runs though, he ran from me when we he was supposed to be an opponent of mine. He says it’s because I am new, no, it’s because he is afraid that I would expose him. Not just him, but the little charade he’s playing. The stupid facade that he’s perfect and handsome. That’s simply a mask for the truth, he’s an ugly, no breed.
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Kendrick pushes himself up to where he is sitting straight up instead of leaning against the corner. He takes a breath and takes a moment to gather himself. Kendrick lets a smile out before continuing.
“I’ve seen people like you before, Shadowlove. Think you’re the best thing since sliced bread. You’re the face of a company or that you feel that you are the best person in it. You keep telling yourself that you are the best person in this company. That you are this company. I’m calling bullshit on that as well, Shadow. Mr. NBW? Mr. NBW doesn’t run. Mr. NBW doesn’t bitch out. That’s exactly what you have done. You’ve ran from me since I first got here and there was no reason for you to. You can talk shit about me but you can’t face me man to man. That ends this week, Shadow. I can’t wait to get my hands on your greasy self. You know something that is sad, Shadow? That your girlfriend, or whatever the hell she is, has more balls than you do."
Kendrick lets out a small chuckle at the last statement. It is true though, at least it seemed like it to Kendrick. Kendrick stands up and hops up onto the top of the turnbuckle, resting each foot on the the ropes.
“Speaking of balls, like I said, she has more than you, only because you have none. You have to run and join a faction? A faction mind you that HAS the World Champion in it. What’s up with that Shadow? You don’t want to beat me by yourself so you have to have a faction behind you? Especially one that has the World Champion in it so you can make it a harder road for me? Not only do I have to beat you and the other two in that ring with us, but I have to keep an eye on Bull since he’ll be ringside. I’d say smart move but I’m guessing that decision was on Bull simply so he could keep his championship would you beat me. Bull, I swear if you lay one foot on that ring, I’m going to kick you so hard that you’ll be needing that mask. Shadow. No person, place, or thing is going to stop me from making sure I kick your ass. You’ve done enough running.”
Kendrick takes a deep breath and gathers his thoughts, calming himself down in the process.
“Mr. Ugly no breed. Wanna be Face of the Franchise. I want you to listen very, very closely. After Monday you’re going to finally admit that you aren’t who you say you are. You’re going to finally find out that running from me, like you have since day one, wasn’t a smart thing to do. Shadowlove. After Monday, I will take your self proclaimed titles. I’ll be The Whole F’N Show, The Face of the Franchise, Mr. NBW. Those titles? They’ll belong to me.”
Kendrick lets out a smile and takes another breath. Running thoughts through his head wondering what he can say about these two randoms.
“So I really have no idea who these other people are. One thing I do know is that Hung Gary runs around with a shopping cart. So, Gary. What exactly is it you like to put in that shopping cart? I’m sure I could give you something. Maybe, some food? Maybe, a couple drinks? Maybe you? Yeah. I think I could put you in there. You might fit.”
Kendrick scratches his head, running more through his head.
“I’ll throw you in there, your stupid wrestling attire and all. I’ll take you out to the corner of Madison Square Garden and find a nice person to buy you! I swear though, if you try to ram me with that Cart before all that happens I’m going to shove that cart so far up your ass that you’ll never have to walk again.”
Kendrick takes another breath. Running more thoughts through his head not really finding much on these people though.
“Mr. Frowny face. I actually have no idea who you are either. I do know that you can go ahead and try to come at me with that frown. It won’t affect me any, I almost always have a frown. So hey, we could be buds. You and me! We could even go to the world title match together! Well. Maybe not that far. I know what I’ll do. I’ll shove you up the ass of hung Gary with the shopping cart. You’ll be able to taste his breakfast that way! I’m sure you and Gary will like that!”
Kendrick lets out another chuckle. Hopping down from the turnbuckle and walking to his right and leans on the ropes, the camera following him with each step.
“It’s quite simple, Shadow, Gary, and Frowny Face. Don’t get in my way. This is what I’ve worked my whole life for. Shadow, coming after you is probably my main priority in this match. These other two, they won’t pose a threat. You? You might. Yet again, you might run, just like you did when we had a match before. You ran, then you had the nerve to talk shit about me, Shadow. That’s all you have done. You’ve talked shit, over and over and over. You’ve said the same thing about me in each promo since then. Hell, thinking about it, you are stale. Mr. NBW. You say the exact same shit in EVERY promo. That doesn’t make you Mr. NBW. That makes you Mr. Stale. Monday, I’ll prove it when your ass is on the mat after the 1...2...3.”