Post by Kid Kaos on Jun 27, 2008 7:22:34 GMT -5
With a blast of pyro, Strikken blasts through the arena. Kid Kaos steps out on the ramp to a mixed reaction of boos and cheers. He smirks into the camera as he walks down to the ring. He leaps onto the ring apron and then flips over the ropes and into the ring. He raises his hand and a mic comes flying into the ring which he snatches up.
Kaos: "You know, I'm really wondering why the hell I'm even out here. Do I need to be here... not really."
The fans all glance around slightly confused at the superstars statements.
Ventura: "He is completely correct. He doesn't need to be here, he should just leave IWF right now."
Cross: "Somehow I don't believe that is in the cards, Jesse."
Kaos: "You see I have no need to be out here right now. It does not matter what I say or do because at the pay per view I will win the championship. Let me explain."
Ventura: "This is the part were Kaos gets cocky and shows his lack of respect for his opponents."
Cross: "I am sure he has some interesting comments about his opponents."
Kaos leans back against a turnbuckle as the camera pans back to his face.
Kaos: "So lets take a look at my opponents. Go ahead and pull up those pictures!"
The IWFtron comes to life with an image of Mikkey in drag. The fans laugh as Kid Kaos smirks into the camera.
Kaos: "So first of all, Mikkey shouldn't be anywhere near any championship ever. I mean seriously look at him. He can barely form coherent sentences. He is so roided up that all he can do is talk about how angry he is. Obviously being in the closest for many years has causes mental problems in that one."
Ventura: "This Kid Kaos is scum. All he does is insult his betters."
Cross: "I honestly don't think Kaos sees anyone as his better. He certainly has an ego but seems to have the skill to back it up."
The IWFtron changes to a picture of a big hairy sasquatch with a kilt on and a beer in its hands.
Kaos: "Aye now we 'ave fookin' Samus. That big hairy bastard hasn't done anything of note. All he does is ramble on about how great his fookin' eadbutt is and drink more than Steve Austin. I am not the least bit worried about him, he will probably die of liver disease on the way to the ring!"
Ventura: "Does this guy have any limits. He finds a new line to cross everytime he is out here."
Cross: "He is named Kid Kaos, obviously he likes to stir things up a bit."
The IWFtron changes one more time to a picture of a snowman with Frost's face.
Kaos: "Last but certainly least we have old Frosty. Who the fuck is this guy!? He has barely done anything in the last couple of weeks and he is somehow a contender for a title. I call bs on that one. Obviously he has his lips planted to someones back side. Does it matter though? Not one fucking bit, because in the end I will be the champion and everyone else will be left bleeding in the ring!"
The IWFtron changes to a picture of Kid Kaos, middle fingers in the air, with the TV championship around his waist. Strikken booms through the arena as Kaos drops the mic and starts to roll out of the ring.
Cross: "Will Kaos get a response from his opponents? Only time will tell!"
Kaos: "You know, I'm really wondering why the hell I'm even out here. Do I need to be here... not really."
The fans all glance around slightly confused at the superstars statements.
Ventura: "He is completely correct. He doesn't need to be here, he should just leave IWF right now."
Cross: "Somehow I don't believe that is in the cards, Jesse."
Kaos: "You see I have no need to be out here right now. It does not matter what I say or do because at the pay per view I will win the championship. Let me explain."
Ventura: "This is the part were Kaos gets cocky and shows his lack of respect for his opponents."
Cross: "I am sure he has some interesting comments about his opponents."
Kaos leans back against a turnbuckle as the camera pans back to his face.
Kaos: "So lets take a look at my opponents. Go ahead and pull up those pictures!"
The IWFtron comes to life with an image of Mikkey in drag. The fans laugh as Kid Kaos smirks into the camera.
Kaos: "So first of all, Mikkey shouldn't be anywhere near any championship ever. I mean seriously look at him. He can barely form coherent sentences. He is so roided up that all he can do is talk about how angry he is. Obviously being in the closest for many years has causes mental problems in that one."
Ventura: "This Kid Kaos is scum. All he does is insult his betters."
Cross: "I honestly don't think Kaos sees anyone as his better. He certainly has an ego but seems to have the skill to back it up."
The IWFtron changes to a picture of a big hairy sasquatch with a kilt on and a beer in its hands.
Kaos: "Aye now we 'ave fookin' Samus. That big hairy bastard hasn't done anything of note. All he does is ramble on about how great his fookin' eadbutt is and drink more than Steve Austin. I am not the least bit worried about him, he will probably die of liver disease on the way to the ring!"
Ventura: "Does this guy have any limits. He finds a new line to cross everytime he is out here."
Cross: "He is named Kid Kaos, obviously he likes to stir things up a bit."
The IWFtron changes one more time to a picture of a snowman with Frost's face.
Kaos: "Last but certainly least we have old Frosty. Who the fuck is this guy!? He has barely done anything in the last couple of weeks and he is somehow a contender for a title. I call bs on that one. Obviously he has his lips planted to someones back side. Does it matter though? Not one fucking bit, because in the end I will be the champion and everyone else will be left bleeding in the ring!"
The IWFtron changes to a picture of Kid Kaos, middle fingers in the air, with the TV championship around his waist. Strikken booms through the arena as Kaos drops the mic and starts to roll out of the ring.
Cross: "Will Kaos get a response from his opponents? Only time will tell!"
