Post by ADudeFromCLE on Sept 25, 2016 18:25:49 GMT
Zoo Miami in South Miami Heights.
It's good to get out and away from everything once and a while. The Karn clan has taken the day off from cell phones, e-mail and other outside distractions to take a nice family outing to Zoo Miami. JFK can be seen walking with his beautiful wife Christina and their toddler child Anna Molly. JFK is pulling behind him a Stage 2 pink wagon with canopy for his little one to ride in when she gets tired, he himself is in a throwback Miami Heat "Gary Payton" jersey and jean shorts (it's Miami at the end of summer you go ahead and tell him "jorts" are not in fashion I dare you.) Christina in a white and yellow sundress their little one in a swim suit and shorts.
Anna: MONKEY!
Anna goes running up to the fence to check out the monkey's running around in the trees, the weather is a bit overcast today so it's not as hot as it normally would be so the animals are bit more active than normal. Anna grabs a bucket on a rope is handed a banana from a zoo keeper and flings the bucket towards a monkey, the animal catches it, not liking how fast it came at him he gets pissed and throws the bucket back at Anna, the little one must have inherited her father’s reflexes because she is able to move out of the way just in time.
Anna: BAD MONKEY!
The parents laugh.
JFK: Just be lucky he didn't throw something else at you sweet pea. These primates are known for flinging their poo poo.
Anna: EWWW STINKY!
JFK: Stinky indeed.
Bet you think this first part is going to be about Dre Cutler dontcha?
Racist fucks. That's your hang up not mine.
No first and foremost I want to address the real monkey in the room.
Bob Pooler.
Now Bob, don't take that the wrong way please, I do mean it with the utmost respect.
People love monkey's, they are always one of the top attractions at the Zoo. Kids adore them for their playfulness, adults like them because they are silly and entertaining. And they will always have longevity as a main attraction, maybe not always being THE main show but always popular.
Not that much different than you right Bob?
Expect you don't throw your poop at people, well...as far as I know anyways, you've always behaved yourself at the KIWA catering table so I'm going to assume you don't.
A couple of weeks ago I made you an offer Bob. An offer that you shouldn’t refuse. An offer to join a group of likeminded individuals that can not only watch your back, but help you get back to the heights you were once at.
An offer to join the Kaos INC Wrestlers Alliance. We can help you get out of these bullshit treatments they are forcing you to go to, we can help you get into more matches to showcase your god given talents, we can help you achieve the greatness that you once were.
All you have to do Bob, is pay your dues.
Make sure I walk out of Extreme Endurance "And Still" and your dues will be paid.
Simple Bob.
But be warned Pooler, if for some reason you decided to go against your own best interests and NOT take me up on my offer, but instead try to oppose me and try to take MY title away from me?
There will be hell to pay Pooler.
And the Devil always collects.
Make an enemy of me Pooler and I will single handily end your little come back tour by placing the final nail in the coffin that is known as your career.
Simply put Pooler, I. Will. End. You.
That's not a threat, that’s a promises.
And this is the type of match I can get away with it in Bob.
Extreme Endurance, no holds barred cage match. Where I have carte blanche, the freedom to act and do as one wishes or thinks best, and if for a second Bob I feel like you are not on the same page as me, if you do not have KIWA's best interest in mind, hell if you don’t have IWF's best interest in mind, I will put you down like a rabid dog.
I'm what's best for business Bob, you have to know this. Look at what I've brought to the IWF in just a few short months.
Revenue is up, buy rates are up, advertising dollars are up, your paycheck has increased, merchandise sales have sky rocketed. This is what I do Bob, this is why I am champion, and this is why I need to stay as champion, not just for my own pride and ego, but because that is what is best for this company, and what is best for the company, is what is best for the boys and girls in the locker-room.
Look what I've done for the Redneck Renegades Pooler, they now have more access to eyes watching them week in and week out than they ever had touring the world. They like you have been EVERYWHERE Pooler, and they have NEVER had the type of success like they are seeing now. We can do the same for you Bob.
Do what's right for the company, what's right for you, and your family.
Make the right decision Bob.
Let KIWA work for you.
Giant River Otter aquarium.
Anna is pressed up against the glass as a Giant River Otter is swimming by and slapping the glass near her face as he does so, she's giggling away running back and forth as the Otter does the same in the tank, swimming back and forth almost as if it's teasing the young child. We can hear the chirping of the other Otters in the tank that are hanging out above water and near the water falls. A very vocal and playful creature.
JFK: I heard Ron Magill on the radio the other day talking about these guy's. Said they are very rare and one of the few animals that they won't trade between zoo's due to some kind of conservation agreement with South America.
Anna: OTTER FUNNY!
Christina: Well I for one am glad they have them here, they sure seem to be wearing her out.
JFK: Good maybe she'll actually sleep through the night tonight.
Christina: Yeah right HAHA this child has your motor, all go no breaks.
JFK: You love my motor.
Christina: That I do.
They give each other a light kiss as Anna runs up and gives them both a hug around their legs.
Anna: Awwww! kiss kiss kiss!
Giant River Otter?
Dre Cutler?
What are you getting at James?
See Dre you are not that much different that the Giant River Otter as in that you are both very very popular right now, maybe even at the height of your current popularity.
Both are highly entertaining and fun to watch, and when pushed, when threatened you can become very vicious.
I have nothing but respect for you and what you can do in that ring Mr. Cutler.
Hell, if I thought you'd say yes I'd even offer you the same deal I offered Mr. Pooler.
Pay your dues, make sure I walk out of Extreme Endurance "And Still, Man of Steel Champion" and you too could be a valued member of KIWA.
But I know you won’t Dre, you have a certain code you live by and I don't think at this current time you view us as something that could actually help your career.
You are wrong, but everyone is entitled to their opinions.
And that's fine Dre, if you don't want to join KIWA at this time I understand, unions are not for everyone.
I have no problem with you as an opponent Dre, hell if I had my pick you would have been the number one contender to get a ONE on ONE title match.
But the powers to be would rather reward two other people who haven’t actually done anything to EARN this title shot.
You have Dre, you've EARNED this shot, I will not deny you that.
This run you have been on, it's been nothing short of amazing, but it's going to come to an end this Sunday at the Barclay's Center in Brooklyn New York.
I have no doubt you are the future of this business, the future of this company even. But right now, this is our time, this is KIWA's time, this is MY time. I'm the Man of Steel champion for a reason Dre, and unless you plan on going beyond your limits, beyond your code, there is no way you are taking the title from me, you are going to have to pry it from my dead cold hands Dre.
And I don't think you have it in you to do so.
You will be the best of us one day Dre, but that day is not coming soon. You still need take your lumps and your losses like a man and learn from them. One day, but not Sunday.
It's the big one that hangs you up Dre, all the talent in the world and yet you came up short in your search for the Imperial Championship.
You couldn’t get it done against Cable Arcane.
What makes you think you can get it done against me?
I’m BETTER than Cable Arcane Dre, I’m the true face of the company, and you think you can go toe to toe with me in this cage?
You can't Dre.
It's that simple.
You can't, and you won't.
I'm the best in the world Dre, you might be good, you might even be great, but I am BETTER.
And this match? Where I can do anything and everything my mind desires? There is no limit to the punishment I can dish out Dre, and there is no limit to the punishment I can endure. This is a match of endurance and I've been doing that my whole life, surviving.
I, like you Dre, grew up poor in the south poor as dirt. I couldn’t stand it Dre, I always dreamed of something better, of being someone BETTER. It's no coincidence that I married rich. Don't get me wrong Dre, I love my wife very much, but her being filthy rich? Well that's just icing on the cake.
I've fought, scrapped, and clawed my way to where I am and I don't plan on letting some upstart take it all away from me. Someday Dre, just not this day.
Oasis Grill center of the Zoo.
The Karn clan is sitting around a table under the gazebo of the Oasis Grill in the center of the Zoo, they are all chowing down on some burgers and fries. Anna keeps dipping her fries into the ketchup and then licking it off, never actually taking a bite.
JFK: Stop playing with your food sweep pea and eat it.
Anna: EAT!
Christina: Yes eat...oh...James…be nice.
JFK looks up at his wife confused as a fan comes up from behind them.
Fan: Are...are you IWF's Man of Steel champion JFK?
JFK slowly turns with a fry in his mouth, he swallows the bite and nods his head.
JFK: The one and only.
Fan: Ohmanohman, I'm sorry to interrupt but, I'm a HUGE fan, can...can I get a picture please?
JFK: Yeah sure why not.
JFK poses with the fan as he takes a selfie.
Fan: Thank you so much this means the world to me, and...I...I don't want to take up more of your time but I just wanted to say please, oh please destroy that ass Spike Kane for all of us who lost loved ones to cancer.
JFK gives his signature devilish grin.
JFK: It will be my pleasure son.
Fan: Thank you so much, KIWA for LIFE!
The fan runs off. JFK sits back down with his family.
JFK: So what's next Anna? Want to go see if we can find the Elephants?
Anna: ELI!
No, you are not the elephant Spike.
You only wish you could be that majestic.
It's the food court that reminds me of you.
I’ve got to say first and foremost Spike.
What the fuck happened to you?
I mean, you were never the most athletically gifted individual but you at least kept your body in shape.
But now? Now you are just a fat slob of a man.
Did you know that KIWA had to start its own private catering for the boys in the back because they were afraid of going near the IWF catering table when Spike was at it? And he's ALWAYS at that table.
Do you know how much it costs just to keep chicken wings in stock?
Granted it's Will that tears throw most of it, but still.
See, Spike and I have known each other for the better part of a decade.
And while we've traveled on the same road, our paths have been very very different.
And if you listen to this man who claims to be a snake, more like a parasite if you ask me, he will tell you that I am scared to face him.
Scared?
Please.
Look into these eyes Spike.
Rage.
Anger.
Hate.
Disgust.
You will see all of these emotions.
But fear, fear is not one of them.
It's YOU that has been avoiding ME Spike, it's YOU that has been staying out of my wake of destruction.
It was only once I got something you wanted, and that you thought you could get it with an easy way out that you poke your head into my business.
You have to be a special kind of stupid to think I was going to defend my newly won title after that grueling match I had with one of the, if not THE biggest and baddest asshole we have in that locker room, to you!?
For FREE?
After you've done nothing to EARN it?
Bitch please.
That's not fear Spike, that's intelligence. But hey, you've always claimed to be smarter than you really are so I'm not shocked you don't know the difference.
The Man of Steel championship, and the champion that holds this title has a finite amount of matches one can endure.
The most this belt has been defended is 4 times Spike, FOUR.
Man of Steel matches are grueling tests of endurance and survival. They break you down slowly, they take years off your career.
How many of these type of matches have you had Spike? How many years of abuse has your body taken, how much MORE can it take?
I don't think it's much more to be honest with you Spike.
You've been doing these matches for years Spike, the toll has to be wearing on you, where me? I don't have even half the mileage you do on my body, and unlike you, I've kept myself in shape, hell Spike, I'm in the best shape of my life!
Look at you.
"GOD OF XTREME!"
The only thing "Xtreme" about you these days are your farts Spike.
Devils don’t fear god’s, they destroy them.
You play 2nd fiddle to Rob Diamond and Cable Arcane yet you think you belong in the same match as ME?
IM the Main event Spike, this match is happening because I'M the man of Steel Champion, the only reason you are even in this match is because your master Howlett paid someone off.
At the end of the day Spike it's me that people are tuning into see, it's ME that people bought their ticket for, and it's ME that they'll be cheering when I drop you on your head and put the final nail into the coffin of your sad pathetic career.
You're washed up Spike, a shell of your former self. You are not on the same level as me, never were, never will be. You have to result to cheap tricks to be relevant, you ride the coattails of your former success, you live in the past when you were great, where in the present you can't get it done in that ring anymore. That's why you attacked Bob last month before the start of the match because you knew YOU KNEW he'd embarrass you.
And let's not even get into what you are doing to your son Spike, it's none of my business but I did do a little poking around and what you are doing to that kid, is not right. It’s not evil Spike, you are not evil, it's just pathetic, sad, and disgraceful.
Just.
Like.
You.
But hey, gp ahead and keep bringing up and living in the past, keep bringing up my brother, my brother who I BURIED, whom I buried ALIVE and who is now dead in some shit alleyway in that shithole of a city Cleveland...while you...
You were CARRIED by your brother for YEARS. He has always been, and always be, the better Kane.
I'm better than MGK ever was Spike, and this Sunday I prove that I am better than YOU.
Fat fuck, cancer faking, piece of shit.
Lion Den Asia Exibit.
The Karn clan make their way up to the fence in front of the Lion’s den where the lions are currently in the middle of eating. Anna goes running up to the fence.
Anna: KITTAAY! MEOW! MEOW! RAWR RAWR!
JFK crouches down next to his child.
JFK: That's the king of the jungle sweet pea. Just like your dad is the king of the wrestling ring. The lion is one of the most fierce and ferocious hunters in all of the land.
Christina: But don't let your father leave out the fact that it's the lioness, the QUEEN of the jungle who truly rules the pride.
Anna: RAWR! I'm a lion RAWR!
JFK: So fierce! Oh no!
JFK starts to slow run away from his child and she chases him around giggling and rawring at him the whole time.
There's some misconceptions that House of Howlett rules the roost here in IWF.
But whose HoH come to when they need something taken care of?
Who does HoH pay to clean up their dirt?
KIWA.
KIWA rules the IWF.
And I am it's head.
This Sunday at Extreme Endurance four men walk into a cage to wage war over this IWF Man of Steel championship.
MY Man of Steel championship.
And only one can exit that cage with his hand held up in victory, and the belt securely around his waist.
It won't be the spot monkey Bob Pooler.
It won't be that young upstart Otter Dre Cutler.
And it sure as shit won't be that parasite Spike Kane.
No, it will be the one true king of the jungle here in the IWF.
The REAL Man of Steel champion.
THE Main Event.
James. Franklin. Karn.
The three of you can think you have a chance at walking out of the Barclay's Center with this belt, but at the end of the night you will come to the ultimate conclusion, the only conclusion that is logical.
JFK is BETTER than YOU.
So you can think you’re a hot shit up and comer, a "living legend" or a returning hero to reclaim his place, but at the end of the night the only thing that will be true.
That it SUCKS to be you.
Well howdy there pardner.