[color=orange](OOC Note: Major props to The End’s and Jay Sylo’s handlers for giving me some ideas; to which I expanded into something even better!!)
[i] Riot picks up Knoxvill and nails the Chaosplex on him. Riot then grabs Kaze and throws him across Riot. Kaze doesn’t even realize what happened as Riot stirs the ref to get him up. Riot does and then slides out of the ring ducking down near the apron so he isn't seen.
Malloy: Someone stop this!
Diamond: Too late. Three Fingered Jack is counting!
The ref begins the count . . 1 . . 2 . . 3![/i]
That is how the Kaze/Knoxvill match ended on Saturday Showtime. Despite the fact that it was wrong, it is indeed how it ended. Some people wonder if Riot and Ken are forming an alliance; others think maybe Riot just has a “bone to pick with Brad.” Whether or not these accusations are true, the fact remains that Ken defeated Brad. But, before that Ken had gotten into, what some might say, trouble. Just incase you are unaware of what I am talking about, let me refresh your memory.
[i]Ken starts walking off down the hall and trips over a broom. Ken, being Ken, picks up the broom, snaps it in half, and throws the two pieces in through an open doorway, before he carries on his way. As Ken walks off, a figure emerges from the door wearing blue, baggy jeans and a white, tank top. His bleached blonde hair made up in spikes.
Epic: Oi! Who the hell threw that?
Epic stands out in the corridor with two pieces of broken broom in his hand, and spots Kaze walking away.
Epic: YOU! KAZE!
Ken turns around and faces Epic. Epic walks towards him, and as he reaches striking distance, crashes one of the halves over Kaze’s head, driving him to the mat.[/i]
Yes, that trouble was none other than . . EPIC! But, not only did Ken get into trouble, he tried to weasel his way out of it.
[i]Epic: You want to get hardcore then? Well, you’ve been graced with the presence of the Most Extreme Extremist of the Extreme, The Flying Fury, The Immortal Icon, EPIC!
Ken looks up at Epic as Epic waits for a response. After a brief pause, Epic grabs hold of Ken Kaze’s hand and shakes it.
Epic: Yes, the pleasure is all yours.
Ken Kaze: No. I don’t wrestle extreme. I like one on one.
Kaze stands up, still looking at Epic, while Epic stands in shock, and bursts into laughter.
Epic: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let me get this straight. You don’t wrestle Extreme?[/i]
But, somehow, someway, Epic talked Ken into accepting the extreme match. And that is how the Epic vs. SPAZ vs. Ken Kaze match on Tuesday Mayhem came to be. But, not only does Ken have a match this Tuesday, he must also fight Frankie Bones in the second round of the NTICW World championship and participate in an 18-man battle royal to see who will be in the Extreme Title, Trick or Treat match at Halloween Bash 2001; this month’s NTICW pay-per view. Ken is used to be double-booked in the past, but facing 18 men in one night, 19 men in one week seems to be a lot. Although the odds are against Ken, he is known to have prevailed in the past. Lets just wait and see what Ken makes of himself in these next days, shall we?
[color=black]The scene opens up in front of a man sitting down in a huge, golden throne. The man is none other than Ken Kaze. Oddly enough, he is wearing a red robe, which seems to be two sizes too big, decorated with gold at each of the seams and hems. The huge, red robe confiscates his feet, making them not visible. On his head is a gold crown which stands up at least 6 inches high and 4 1/2 inches in diameter. Next to Ken Kaze is another golden throne, but looks to be only three-fourths of the size of Ken’s. A beautiful, young woman is seen sitting down in a perfect-sized, purple dress. She, too, has a crown, except hers is only three-fourths the size of Ken’s. This beautiful, young woman is none other than Ken’s girlfriend, Krystal. Standing next to Ken is his tag partner, who makes up the other half of Methodical Disorder; Rich Cannon. He is dressed up as if he is Ken’s servant, but he is Ken’s Royal Advisor.
The camera pans around in a 180 degree turn and focuses on two, humungous, gold doors that have different symbols engraved into them. The two, gigantic doors swing open. Coming through the two, massive, golden, engraved doors are 17 people. They are all wearing white dresses with nothing underneath. One by one, they are chained up; forming a long, human wall. Leading this pack of men is a massive monster. He is about 6’7” in height and looks to be around 285 pounds. This man is none other than “The Sylencer” Jay Sylo. Jay is wearing a whole, “executioner’s” outfit, only without the helmet. Palmed in his right hand is whip that can reach out to 20 feet. In order of the slaves, from front to back, there are: “Totally Tubular” Tom, Epic, Marcus “Fang” Krowell, Mark Estep, The Rush, Asa Fountain, Ritchie Syxx, The Josh, The Josh’s alter-ego; SPAZ, Hessian, Brad Knoxvill, D-Kay Calyx, Riot, Frankie Bones, Sexual Harassment Panda, Jonathan, and Teddy Silk.
Jay then addresses Ken.
[color=red]Jay Sylo: King Kaze. Here are the 17 men you requested, sire.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Thank you, young lad.
Now, to all those who oppose me, I must forewarn you. You will all die four, painful deaths. Why? Well, it is simple. It is either because I must destroy you in a couple of days, I don’t like you, or you are just crap out of luck. Now, I will go down my list and name each of you one by one. Then, after naming each of you and giving a little description about you, I will ask my Royal Advisor here on how I should send you to [b]Eternal Damnation[/b]!!
Sorry about that, Hessian. It just went good with the saying.
But anyway, my Royal Advisor, please hand thy thou list!
[color=black]Rich Cannon, the Royal Advisor, hands the rolled up paper in his hand to King Kaze. Ken unravels it and begins to scroll down the list. He looks up at the slaves and concentrates on the one in the front, while calling out his name.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Ah, so we have “Totally Tubular” Tom. Also a PWA graduate, like me. But why art thou up here?
[color=black]King Kaze scans the list.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Ah! So I see. Thy are up here because I shall defeat his this Saturday at Showtime to go onto the Extreme Title, Trick or Treat match at Halloween Bash 2001. That’s a good enough reason for the death of thy.
Next. Ahh, lets see. Ep-eek.
[color=black]King Kaze mispronounces Epic’s name while scrolling down the paper to find out why Epic shall die.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Ah ha! Ep-eek is the very man who slammed half of a broom over my head, wanting to have an extreme match with me; which I did accept by the way. Also, thou is also in the 18-man battle roy-al. Well, that is three strikes against you, you shall definitely die!!
[color=black]King Kaze, Jay, Rich, and Krystal all chuckle together. Finally, when King Kaze stops laughing, all of the others silence their selves as well. King Kaze skims down the paper once more to find out who the next person is and why they shall die.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Marcus “Fang” Krowell. My son, I am sorry, but I have never, ever even heard of you. Where thy come from?
[color=black]King Kaze stares at Marcus, awaiting a response.
[color=green]Marcus Krowell: I graduated from the PWA, sire; just like you. I, too, went to the NTICW.
[color=blue]King Kaze: SILENCE! YOU IMBECILE! You dare not disgrace the name of King Kaze ever again! That is a strike against you right there! That makes your second strike; your first strike being in the 18-man battle roy-al this Saturday. You shall die a slow, painful DEATH [i](!!)[/i] my son!
[color=black]Marcus then falls to his knees, heaving Epic forward, while weeping. King Kaze just shakes his head in disgust. He continues to skim down the list. As he skims, he whispers the names and the reasons for their deaths to himself.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Bah . . lets see here. Mark Estep; for being in thy battle roy-al. The Rush; same reason. Ass Fountain; same reason. Ritchie Syxx; same reason. The Josh; same reason. The Josh’s alter-ego; SPAZ; same reason and is involved in thy triple threat match on Tuesday Mayhem. Hessian; being in thy battle roy-al. Brad Knoxvill, now there goes a familiar name.
[color=black]King Kaze looks up from the piece of paper and looks at the long, line of slaves. He sees a familiar face toward the middle; that face being Brad Knoxvill.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Well, well, well. Sir Knoxvill. The very man who I defeated on Showtime. I have to defeat you once more? BAH! Come on. The NTICW needs to give me some [b]REAL[/b] competition. Not some chump that I easily defeated a couple of nights ago.
[color=black]King Kaze looks back down at the list. He continues to read off the names and the reason of their deaths in a whisper to himself.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Brad Knoxvill; being in the battle roy-al and for not giving me a challenge. Rich Cannon. Well, his life has been spared due to him being my tag partner and for helping me think of the death sentences. D-Kay Calyx; for being in thy battle roy-al. Riot; for being in thy battle roy-al and for helping me out when I didn’t need it against Sir Knoxvill. Jay Sylo. His life, too, has been spared; due to him helping me out with these sack of craps known as slaves. Sex-u-al Har-ass-ment Pan-da? A pan-da? What thy heck? Why is an animal in this match? Boy, these NTICW staff members have some weird ideas for matches. Moving along here. Jonathan; for being in thy battle roy-al. And last, but least; Teddy Silk; same reason.
[color=black]King Kaze throws the piece of paper to the side and stands up. He overviews the 17 slaves while laughing to himself. He then snaps his fingers as he speaks out loud.
[color=blue]King Kaze: As for all of y’all’s deaths . . the first one shall be here soon.
[color=black]Suddenly, the two, massive doors swing open quickly as 34 gigantic penguins walk in. They all walk up to the 17 slaves. The 34 penguins pair up into 17 sets of 2. Each pair of penguins grab a slave, break the chains they are chained in, and begin to beat them brutally. One holds the arm’s of the slave as the other begins to punch away. Finally, after a huge puddle of blood is left on the floor and all of the 17 slaves are dead, King Kaze applauds.
[color=blue]King Kaze: MWA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!!!
[color=black]King Kaze’s left echoes throughout his huge castle as the 34 penguins storm out of the room through the two doors again. King Kaze then mutters something to himself.
[color=blue]King Kaze: That is one death. Now to get Sir Sylo to revive them.
[color=black]King Kaze looks at Jay as he continues to speak.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Sir Sylo.
[color=red]Jay Sylo: Yes, your sire?
[color=blue]King Kaze: Revive all of the slaves.
[color=red]Jay Sylo: Yes your sire.
[color=black]King Kaze sits back down, relaxed, awaiting Jay to revive the slaves. Jay just turns around, looking down at the bloodbath and dead bodies, and then all of a sudden, the 17 slaves rise to their feet once more.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Yes, YES! My Royal Advisor, do you have any suggestions of deaths?
[color=black]King Kaze turns his head to his Royal Advisor; Rich Cannon -- who is wondering how Jay revived the slaves -- awaiting a response.
[color=purple]Rich Cannon: Uh . . lets see, sir. How about . . .
[color=black]Rich Cannon trails off as he begins to whisper something into King Kaze’s ear. King Kaze’s face expression tells everything; that Rich’s idea is, indeed, good.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Sir Sylo! Use thy WHIP!
[color=black]A slight smirk comes across Jay’s face as he faces toward the 17 slaves. He rears his right hand back, then casts it forward, releasing his whip. His whip reaches all the way down and ties around everyone’s necks. The 17 slaves gasp for air as Jay tightens the hold. King Kaze has a face of relief.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Go on.
[color=black]With a slight tug from Jay, everyone of the 17 slaves’ heads fall off and roll a few feet away from the dead bodies -- which drape down to the floor. An evil laugh is heard from King Kaze, Rich, Jay, and Krystal once more.
[color=blue]King Kaze: That is two deaths. Now for the final two. Ahhh, lets see. My Royal Advisor; do you have any more ideas?
[color=black]Rich begins to stroke his chin thinking of another way to kill off the 17 subjects. At the same time, Jay, once again, revives the 17 dead bodies.
[color=purple]Rich Cannon: How about we . . .
[color=black]Rich trails off once more and begins to whisper it into King Kaze’s ear. King Kaze bursts out to laughter as Rich joins him. Krystal and Jay look at each other in confusion. King Kaze then snaps his fingers three times. About 30 seconds later, the massive doors swing open once more and 17 donkeys are seen being hauled, each by one of King Kaze’s many servants.
[color=blue]King Kaze: Now, apply thy penis into mouth.
[color=black]Jay and Krystal still exchange a look of confusion as King Kaze and Rich continue to burst out into laughter. The 17 servants shrug and do as they are told. Meanwhile, the 17 slaves begin to shout and holler out obscene and profane language. But, as soon as the donkeys’ penises are applied into their mouths, they can no longer speak. Then, after about 30 seconds, all 17 slaves, once again, die. This time, by being choked out.
[color=blue]King Kaze: CARRY THEM AWAY!!
[color=black]Krystal frowns at the acts of King Kaze and his Royal Advisor as the 17 servants carry the 17 donkeys away. Jay looks at the black and blue faces of the 17 dead slaves. Jay, once again, mysteriously revives the 17 slaves; preparing them for their fourth death.
[color=blue]King Kaze: This time, I need no help from my Royal Advisor, for I have thought of this one myself!
[color=black]King Kaze whistles. Then, after 15 seconds of waiting, the two, massive doors swing open ONCE more. On a little, rusted, push-cart, a TV showing the show “Sweating with Richard Simons” is wheeled in. The servant places it right in front of King Kaze; where the slaves are forced to watch it. King Kaze then stands up from his throne and walks down the three, massive steps. He walks over toward Jay and stands next to him; watching “Sweating with Richard Simons.” As the 17 slaves are about to die for their fourth time . . .
KEN KAZE WAKES UP FROM HIS DREAM!! Ken Kaze has beads of sweat rolling down his face as he looks into complete darkness. He then begins to talk to himself, thinking he had just woken up from a nightmare.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: What the hell was that Richard Simons crap about?! Man, I need to see a psychiatrist.
[color=black]Ken wipes the beads of sweat rolling down his face away and lays back down. He fells back to sleep, hoping he doesn’t have the same dream again.
