[i][u]Introduction:[/u] Lately, we haven’t seen much of Ken Kaze, besides his recent cameos on Saturday Showtime, Tuesday Mayhem, and at the figure skating, ice rink. What took place during Ken’s last promo cannot be described in words. After watching Ken viciously attack the infamous, figure skater Michelle Kwan, he ran from the “law,” you could say. After finally ditching the two, security guards, Ken met someone who also had a trashcan. The two conversed for a while, and even the trashcans, GEORGE~! and Barbara Ann, conversed as well. But, after being viciously beaten, also, by his new “friend,” Ken got off the hook easily as he watched the security guards haul off the obese man, thus framing him for attacking Michelle Kwan.
Now we all know what kind of man Ken really is -- a vicious man ready to attack at will. Although this incident was big, it may not seem like much to his opponents on Tuesday Mayhem and at this month’s New True Internet Championship Wrestling pay-per-view, Redemption.
All I can do is leave you with one question: What will Ken do next?[/i]
“GEORGE~!, the reason we are here is because you need some clothes! So let’s get you some clothes!” the familiar voice of Ken Kaze voices over.
Fade in.
All sorts of different shapes, sizes, and color cars carry on their little, merry way to, hopefully, arrive at their destination. The shot then changes to three, silhouette figures. Two of them are shaped as people and the other is shaped like a trashcan. Obviously, one is Ken Kaze, the other is Rich Cannon, and the one shaped like a trashcan is GEORGE~! The camera shot encloses in on the three to where you can actually make out who is who.
Rich sighs as he, along side of Ken and GEORGE~!, approach a set of glass, double doors. “You aren’t serious about that, are you?” he asks distastefully.
As they enclose on the double doors, Ken stops, and turns to Rich with a confused expression on his face. “What do you mean?” Ken asks bewildered.
Rich sighs once more. “Buying that,” mumbling under his breath, “stupid,” he returns to his normal tone of voice, “trashcan some clothes.”
“Rich.... how many times do I have to tell you?” Ken asks Rich, not really wanting nor expecting a response. “GEORGE~! is [b]not[/b] a trashcan. He is a [i]real[/i] person -- just like you and me! You don’t hear GEORGE~! call you a trashcan, do you?”
A baffled expression overwhelms Rich’s face. “What the hell are you rambling on about? How can an inanimate object, such as GEORGE~!, even talk?! Huh?!”
“Inanimate? What does that mean?” Ken asks puzzled.
Rich sighs again. “Never mind,” he replies, whilst entering the double doors.
Ken follows Rich inside. As Ken and Rich enter the double doors, the shot switches to the top of the building. In big, capital, bold letters, “BERKLEY MALL” expands along the building.
The shot then switches back to Methodical Disorder, where Ken is seen looking at little kids’ clothes and Rich stands behind Ken disgusted.
“GEORGE~!, do you like this?” Ken asks, while pointing to an extra, extra small t-shirt that reads “POKéMON” on it, with various amount of Pokémons surrounding the yellow, bold, capitalized letters. “Yeah, you’re right, too Brett Jackson. So.... let’s see here. Um... Rich?”
Rich is startled by the call of his name, and quickly responds, “huh?”
“What do you think would look right on GEORGE~!?”
“Um.... I don’t know. Anything, I guess. Let’s just get the hell out of here. It is stupid to dress up a,” mumbling under his breath, “stupid,” he returns to his normal tone of voice, “trashcan,” Rich demands.
Ken looks at him a annoyed. “GEORGE~! is not a trashcan, Rich! JEEZ! How many times do I have to tell you?!” he shouts, but not loud enough to attract any attention.
Rich rolls his eyes as he turns around, trying to ignore Ken. “(*BEEP*)ing idiot. I don’t know why the heck I chose to team with this dolt. I’m better off with just Xavier. But, if I can ever find that right formula, maybe, just maybe, Ken could [i]actually[/i] be useful for a change -- instead of some moron who talks to a trashcan,” he mumbles to his self.
A black male dressed in black, dress pants with matching church shoes, red, long-sleeved, turtle-necked sweatshirt, and a red vest that has a name tag on it which reads “Derrick,” approaches Ken. “Um, sir, I am going to have to ask you to dispose of that trashcan outside,” he orders Ken. Ken turns around startled by the man and addresses him improperly. “JESUS CHRIST! HOW MANY (*BEEP*)ING TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THAT GEORGE~! IS NOT A TRASHCAN?!?!?!” he screams at the top of his lungs, whilst an angered expression overcomes his face. “Sir, please,” Derrick pleads, “do not force me to call security on you. All I want you to do is dispose of that trash--”
“HE’S NOT A FREAKING TRASHCAN! HIS NAME IS GEORGE~!” Ken yells at him once more. “Fine,” Derrick agrees. “All I want you to do is dispose of [i]GEORGE~![/i] outside, and then you may reenter the store.”
“No. You have [b]no right[/b] to tell this hear man,” Ken continues while pointing to GEORGE~!, “that he needs to wait outside of this store while I buy him some clothes.”
Derrick looks at him befuddled. “I’m sorry sir, but you have brought this upon yourself.”
Ken looks at him bemused as Derrick reaches for his walkie-talkie. He lifts it up to his mouth and begins to speak in it. “I need security, at the front doors, now. We have a man who refuses to abide my order.”
Rich is seen inching away, swiftly, into the different clothes that confiscates nearly three-fourths of his body -- only his head and shoulders can be seen.
Two, well-built, security guards approach Derrick and Ken. “Thanks for coming so quickly,” Derrick greets them. “No problem, sir. Now, who is the man that is causing all the ruckus around here?” one of the bulk, security guards asks Derrick in a deep, manly voice. “Right here,” Derrick replies. “This little man is causing all [i]this[/i] commotion?” the other security guard asks sarcastically. “Ha! We shall rid you of this annoyance,” he tells Derrick as both security guards grab each arm of Ken and drag him toward the doors. “Thanks guys,” Derrick credits them, with a broad smile across his face.
Rich is seen snickering at the fact his tag partner was just thrown out of the store.
“Now stay out!” the two, bulk, security guards yell simultaneously as they throw Ken to the ground and one of them kicks GEORGE~! up against a wall. As they both turn around, they both try to scramble through the doors. Ken springs up to his feet hastily, enraged, picks GEORGE~! up and...
[i]WHAM! WHAM![/i]
Ken nails both of them right atop of their heads with GEORGE~! as they both collapse to the ground. “That’ll teach you two big (*BEEP*)es,” he declares as he spits on both of them. He steps on both of them, utilizing them as stepping stones through the doors. As he reenters back inside, he looks at Derrick, who is behind the counter ringing-up a customer, and yells, “Ta-Da!” Derrick looks up from the cash-register and stares at Ken aghast, whilst handing the customer her change.
Rich then saunters toward Ken, reappearing to the scene from behind the clothes. “Hey man. Where did you go?” he asks Ken, trying his best to hold in a laugh. “Oh, just outside a moment. I had to discuss a few things with those two jackasses outside. They said they wanted to meet GEORGE~!, so they met GEORGE~!,” Ken replies enthusiastically, with a wide smile across his face.
Derrick then approaches Ken. “What the heck are you doing in here? Didn’t those security gua--,” Derrick trails off as he notices the two, security guards lying out cold on the concrete. “What the.... you did that?”
“Yup. Sure did,” Ken replies blissfully.
“Bu-- but how? I mean.... oooooooh. I know now,” Derrick says as a smile overwhelms his face. “You used that stupid trashcan, now didn’t you? Well, that’ll be taken care of for when I call even [b]more[/b] security.”
Ken begins to shake as his face turns dark red. As the anger bottles up inside of him, Derrick lifts his walkie-talkie up to his mouth and begins to speak. “I need mo--” Derrick is cut off as Ken slams GEORGE~! across his head. He stands over top of him and spits on him as well. “DON’T CALL GEORGE~! A STUPID TRASHCAN!!!”
Rich walks up to Ken and rests his hand on Ken’s left shoulder. “Calm down, buddy. You have hurt enough people for the day. You should just keep your mind on your match with Mark Estep on Tuesday. And, after you annihilate Mark, you will have to face the winner of that battle royal before yours and Mark’s match-up at the pay-per-view,” he says, motivating Ken for his match on Tuesday.
“You’re right,” Ken agrees. “I should worry about Mark Estep meeting GEORGE~! Just like his butt-buddy Epic has many times in the past!” Ken begins to snicker at his own joke whilst Rich stands there like a knot on a log, not too amused by the joke one bit. “Heck, I’m not even worried about Mark Estep. I am just going to [i]step[/i] all over him -- if you know what I mean!” he yells out in excitement, laughing at his own joke once more. Rich still stands there, not amused at all. “And then I have to face some loser who has to win some loser battle royal. Heh, didn’t I have to do that to enter the Trick or Treat match at Halloween Bash two thousand one?” he asks Rich, unsure.
Rich lets out a sigh. “Yes,” mumbling under his breath, “you moron.”
“Oh, okay,” Ken pauses. “Thanks.”
“Whatever,” Rich replies, unenthusiastically.
“Well, the battle royal is just full with a bunch of losers! That’s why I will kick their boo-tay at Revenge.”
“It’s Redemption,” Rich corrects him. “Idiot,” he mumbles under his breath.
“Oh, well... whatever. All I know is I have to face with Ken Tucky to become Tag Team Champion.”
“But, you won’t becoming Tag Team Champion that night -- me and Spade are. But after I win, I’ll dump Spade and give you the other belt,” he says as he begins to exit the store.
“Rich,” Ken pauses. “Trust me. Me and Ken are going to win. Just like I will win against the winner of the battle royal earlier that night. Heck, for all I know, I may even have to face my tag partner -- Ken Tucky,” he informs Rich, while pushing his way through the double doors dragging GEORGE~! behind him.
The scene fades to black with Rich and Ken heading to Ken’s yellow Ferrari F50.
