-Continued...-
[i]The last time we have seen the NTICW’s Resident Moron, Ken Kaze, was at the RDU International Airport where he had just bought his airplane ticket to fly to Leeds Castle in England. Things were definitely looking up for Ken; just finished an epic battle between seventeen other men and came out victorious, was set to head over to England, and had all of his belongings packed. What could be any better than this? Ken is on a roll in the NTICW and was ready to go explore a new country; whilst preparing to enter the Extreme Title, Trick or Treat and Tower of Doom matches.
But, as things were looking up, everything went bad. Ken had made a total klutz out of himself once more - as always. He tripped over his own feet and lost his briefcase. As he climbed back up onto his feet, he noticed a man dressed in all black running away with [b]HIS[/b] briefcase. Dubbed ‘the most dangerous man in NTICW’ by many other NTICW employees, Ken surely was not going to let this man run away with his briefcase. He had everything in it - his wrestling attire, his clothes for the nights in England, and other personal belongings.
So, after chasing him down for quite a while, he finally stopped the thief. One of the security guards reported to Ken that the thief was none other than a man they have been looking for, for a while now; Ricardo Rodriguez. Ken, not knowing that what he had done was something unbelievable, grabbed his briefcase and was ready to board his airplane.[/i]
[color=black]The scene opens up back onto Ken Kaze once again. He is still wearing the same attire; a blue t-shirt that has a circle on the front with a baseball, baseball bat, and baseball glove in the circle and the word “STARTER” going across it, dark-blue, semi-baggy, jean, Lee Pipe pants, lime, blue, and white New Balance shoes. Around his neck is a diamond, crystal necklace. He clutches onto his briefcase like it were a baby, not wanting to lose it again. As he still ponders desperately on what the voice on the intercom had said, he begins to inch his way toward the entrance ways of the planes. He then shouts out something to himself.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: I know it!
[color=black]Ken says very excitedly, while looking up at the different signs for each airplanes and flights.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: She said 5-0-1!
[color=black]Ken then begins to bypass entry ways to different airplane flights searching for a sign that reads ‘Flight 501’ on it. He then comes to a halt when he sees a sign that says ‘Flight 105.’ He then looks back down at his ticket which reads ‘Flight 501.’ He glances back up at the sign, and then back toward his airplane ticket. He begins to turn his ticket in all different ways of directions trying to get the numbers to match-up.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: COME ON YOU PIECE OF....
[color=black]Ken then rips his ticket in half while he was fiddling around with it, trying to match the numbers on the ticket with the sign. He then gasps, which mixed feelings - confusion and frightened.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Oooooh... shiiiit!!!
[color=black]Ken places the other half on top of the other half and a blissful smile widens across his face.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: AH-HA!! Man, I am a GENIUS!! Wait until I tell Rich about this ingenious discovery of mine. But... what shall I call it? I know! The... paper-put-it-together-in-seconds! SA-WEEEEEEET!! I... AM A GEEEEEEENIUS!! I... AM A GEEEEEEEEENIUS!!
[color=black]Ken begins to dance excitedly about his ‘ingenious discovery.’ All of a sudden, a booming voice comes onto the intercom, nearly scaring the ‘living daylights’ out of Ken.
[color=green]Voice on Intercom: Flight 1-0-5 is ready to board it’s last passengers. Please, if you will be boarding Flight 1-0-5, do so quickly. The plane will take off shortly - promptly in FIVE minutes.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Aaaaaaaah crap! Wait!! Heh, I am already there.
[color=black]Ken looks up above his head and sees ‘Flight 105’ on a sign with an arrow pointing down the tunnel. A man - standing next to a door that enters into a tunnel, which leads to the airplane - is seen standing about 5’9” in a red cloak, red hat, and red pants. Ken hands the two halves of the ticket to the man and scurries off into the tunnel, not wanting to get in trouble for having a rip-upped ticket. The scene then fades to black.
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The scene opens back up inside of the actual airplane. Even though Ken has boarded the wrong airplane, he does not know what adventure shall lay ahead of him - he is on a trip to Mexico, and [b]NOT[/b] to England.
The camera fixates on Ken who is seen sitting down in a seat with his head propped up against a clear, glass window. His breathe leaves a thick, heavy fog on the window; but slowly disintegrates soon after. Then, all of a sudden, a kid runs up and jumps into a seat next to Ken. The little boy, who is Hispanic, startles Ken, and Ken turns around promptly to see who or what it is. Ken looks at him quite oddly.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Why you sitting here kid?
[color=purple]Little Boy: Because my mommy said I could.
[color=black]The little boy, who looks to be roughly around nine years old, sticks his tongue out while spitting at the same time. Ken wipes his hand across his face to remove the saliva which exited the kid’s mouth onto his face. Ken then begins to mumble something.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: You retarded little jackass...
[color=black]The little boy then replies with a yell.
[color=purple]Little Boy: I’M NOT A JACKASS!!!
[color=black]Ken then tries to impersonate Gary Coleman.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: What’chu talkin’ ‘bout kid?!
[color=purple]Little Boy: Huh?!?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: I take it you don’t watch Diff’rent Strokes...
[color=black]Ken sighs.
[color=purple]Little Boy: What’s that?
[color=black]Ken sighs again.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Never mind.. squirt.
[color=black]Ken snickers. Then, all of a sudden, a loud...
*OUCH~!*
Is heard as the little, Hispanic boy stomps on Ken’s right foot. Ken’s face turns dark-red - furious at the kid’s action. He looks at the boy and begins to shout at him.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!?!?
[color=purple]Little Boy: ‘Cause I wanted to, Ken Klumsy.
[color=black]The little boy giggles. Ken forgets all about the pain in his foot and looks at the kid insanely. His hands begin to outstretch towards the little boy’s neck - Ken ready to wring it. The little boy inches away from Ken, sliding across the surface of the seat.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: What... did... you... call me?!?!
[color=black]The little boy gulps as Ken’s hands get closer and closer to the boy’s neck. Then, all of a sudden, the boy falls out of his seat.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: AH, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[color=black]Ken laughs hysterically at the boy as he begins to cry. The mob of people surrounding him look at Ken as if he had no heart - which he probably doesn’t, because from what we can tell, HE HAS NO BRAIN!! Ken then mumbles something under his breathe.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Asses...
[color=black]Ken the props his head back up against the window once more and continues to place a thick fog over it. The scene, once again, fades out.
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The scene, once again, opens back up. This time, Ken’s head is no longer propped up against the window; but staring straight at the seat placed in front of him. The expression on his face tells everything - he is bored out of his mind... which he doesn’t have. Ken then inserts his right hand into his right pocket and pulls out a little, Nokia, cellular phone. He dials a couple of numbers and then places it up to his head. But, being Ken, he places the microphone-part up to his ear and the other end near his mouth.
But somehow, the camera man manages to pick up the voice on the other end of the phone.
[color=red]Voice on Phone: Hello?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Hello?
[color=red]Voice on Phone: Hello?!?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Hello?!?
[color=red]Voice on Phone: Who the hell is this?!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Heeeeeeellllllllllloooooooooo?!?!
[color=black]We then hear a voice shout all the way through the phone which can be heard clear as day.
[color=red]Voice on Phone: KEN, YOU FREAKING IDIOT!! TURN THE PHONE AROUND!!!!!!!!!!
[color=black]A confused expression comes on Ken’s face; but he does as he is told.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Uh... okay?
[color=black]The voice on the phone begins to mumble something under their breathe.
[color=red]Voice on Phone: You f*cking moron!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Ooooooh, okay. I got it now. Sorry about that Rich. I didn’t know I had the phone the wrong way.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: It’s quite alright. Now, is there a reason you called?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Yeah, there is a reason I called. I just found out that I am going to... MEXICO!!!
[color=black]Rich sounds sort of startled from the comment made by Ken.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: WHAT?!?!?!?!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: What do you mean by ‘what?!?!’? I just told you man, I’m going to Mexico.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: How do you know?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: How do [i]I[/i] know? Oh, that’s easy. By the sign on the front of the plane. It spells... ‘M-E-X-I-C-O.’
[color=red]Rich Cannon: WHAT?!?! ARE YOU [I]THAT[/I] F*CKING MUCH OF AN UTTER, AND COMPLETE IDIOT?!?!?!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: No, Rich, I’m not [i]THAT[/i] much of an idiot... WAIT! I’M NOT AN IDIOT AT ALL!!
[color=black]Rich begins to mumble something under his breathe.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Yes you are.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: What?
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Nothing.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Okay. So anyway, let me get this straight... I’m an idiot for going to Mexico?
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Yes...
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: And why is that?
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Because we have the pay-per view Wednesday.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: I know.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: You idiot, the pay-per view is in [b]ENGLAND[/B]!!!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: What? So.. you mean.. the pay-per view is in England then, right?
[color=red]Rich Cannon: [color=black]*Mumbling* [color=red]Man you are such a moron. [color=black]*In Normal Voice*[color=red]DUH!!! I think I just said that!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Oh, you did? Oh yeah! You did! You did. Anyway, that’s why I’m going to Mexico.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Why the hell are you going to Mexico when England is to the east and Mexico is to the south?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Huh? What do you mean? I thought Mexico was right next to England. Well, don’t worry, I’ll just buy another plane ticket down in Mexico and fly to England!!
[color=red]Rich Cannon: You better make it to England in time!!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Don’t worry Rich, I’ll be there!
[color=black]Rich hangs up the phone.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Good-b.....
[color=black]Ken, not knowing Rich had hung up already, continues to speak into the phone.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Rich? Cannon? Cannonater? Buddy? Good ole, buddy ole, pal? Bah~! He hung up. Oh well.
[color=black]Ken lets out another sigh as he hangs up the phone. He inserts his cellular phone back into his pocket. The scene fades out.
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The scene then opens up somewhere in Mexico. Ken is seen clutching onto his briefcase not wanting anyone to steal while looking around as lost as lost can be. It is quite obvious by the number of Mexicans that are seen bypassing Ken in all sorts of directions, Ken has arrived in Mexico. Ken reaches back into his pocket and pulls out his cellular phone once again. He dials some more numbers, and the camera man catches the conversation.
[color=red]Voice on Phone: Hello?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: I DID IT!! I DID IT RIGHT!!
[color=red]Rich Cannon: You did... what?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: I held the phone straight.
[color=black]Rich replies sarcastically.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Oh... wow.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Anyways, I just called to let you know that I arrived in Mexico.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Really?? We-
[color=black]Ken, not meaning to, interrupts Rich.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Yeah!
[color=red]Rich Cannon: DON’T EVER INTERRUPT ME AGAIN!! No-
[color=black]Ken interrupts Rich once more.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Sorry.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: STOP IT!!!!! DA-
[color=black]Ken, once again, interrupts Rich.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Sorry again.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: F*CKING STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!! DON’T SAY SORRY!! DON’T SAY ANYTHING!! DON’T EVEN FREAKING BREATHE!!!
Now.. as I was trying to say, hurry and buy that plane ticket and head over to England! That way, I know you’ll have to be SOMEWHERE in England on the day of Halloween Bash Two-Kay-One!
[color=black]A long pause comes over the phone.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Ken?
[color=black]Nothing.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Ken?!
[color=black]Nothing again.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: KEN?!?!?!
[color=black]Rich finally figures out the reason to why Ken is keeping silent. He sighs.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: You may speak now!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Oh, goody! I just didn’t want to interrupt you and piss you off even more than you were.
[color=black]Rich sighs.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Anyways, look. I’m going to go around here to find an airport.
[color=red]Rich Cannon: YOU DOLT! YOU JUST CAME FROM AN AIRPORT!!
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: I did? Ooooooh yeah. I did. Well, I’ll go and buy a ticket and head on over to England!!
[color=red]Rich Cannon: Good job. Call me when you get to England... and make sure you go to [b]ENGLAND[/B] and [b]NOT[/b] to Japan or Russia this time!! Got me?!?
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Got me. I mean got I. I mean-
[color=black]A click is heard - obviously Rich has hung up the phone on the other end. Ken just shrugs and turns around. Behind him is a counter that has a sign above it. The sign above it reads ‘Tickets Available Here’ in all types of different languages. Ken walks up to a Mexican woman and consults her.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Uhh... yes. I would like to buy a ticket to the U.S.... I mean England!
[color=black]The Mexican woman replies in Spanish, and Ken just looks at her confused. Although not too sure about what he is replying to, he indeed does reply.
[color=blue]Ken Kaze: Uhh.. yeah. Here, just keep the change!
[color=black]Ken pulls out a thousand dollar bill and throws it on the counter top. He snatches the ticket from the woman and rushes to the last door that’s open - which is about to shut. The sign above it reads ‘England.’ Finally, Ken does something right for a change. But, once he arrives in England, where will he go? He’s a moron. No moron would know how to get around a place as big as England... would they? The scene fades to black.
-To Be Continued...-
