THOUGHTS OF AN ARTIST
This is what I'm about. My time is now, at Warfare I will prove everybody that I'm a diamond in the brute in this business, I will prove the EBWF Fans that after seven years of religiously following the shows, watching Bret Hart, Chris Jericho, the Mighty Raven, CM Punk and Jeff Hardy.
The were great entertainers back then, but now it's time to pass the Torch on to a new generation of superstars with the talent, intelligence, looks and vision to take the business to a whole new level.
The Kennedy Administration starts at Warfare. The objective is to cause a massive impact, with the fans, the board of directors and fellow superstars backstage, making sure they never forget the name of Ken Kennedy! It doesn't matter if it's a positive or negative impact, after all as Oscar Wilde said:
SCENE 1: Rod Grisham Interviews the diamond in the Brute!
.::The EBWF Cameras shoot at the outside of a Local Milwaukee GYM, the cameraman walks closer to the building's door just in time to catch Ken Kennedy walking out. Standing over six feet tall, the blonde man was wearing his Aviator shades, a leather jacket with the zipped halfway open, a V-neck clean white T-shirt under the jacket, blue jeans, and white adidas sneakers. With his gymbag on his hands he eyes the cameraman and drops his bag on the floor next to him. Todd Grisham stands in front of the Camera Man looking at Ken. ::.
Ken Kennedy: Listen, if you don't want to start off with the wrong foot you better hand that microphone to me before I finish this sentenc...
.::Todd Gulps, looking at the camera man to ask if they were rolling already. Handing the Microphone over to the EBWF's newest superstar, who smiled and lifted it up, placing the microphone inverted, making a 45 Degree angle with his lips, his polarized shades reflecting the camera man as he looked straight at the lens. ::.
Ken Kennedy: Misteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer Keeeeeeeeeeennedy is on the EBWF!!!!!!
.:: Once done with his Trademark introduction he tossed the Microphone at Grisham just as if were a piece of trash. Grisham, unaware at the moment of the toss was barely able to grip the Mic. He glared at Mr. Kennedy but decided not to say anything, his words "If you don't want to start off with the wrong foot" probably echoed in his mind. ::.
Todd Grisham: Okay, first of all in behalf of the Extreme Best Wrestlers Federation I welcome you to this industry.
Ken Kennedy: Thanks Rod.
Todd Grisham: It's Todd.
Ken Kennedy: Whatever. You see what really matters is that the EBWF just acquired the jewel for the top of their crown, the icing on their cake, you know what I mean?
Because when you want to beat the rest, you have to count with the best, and who is best than MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDY...
...Kennedy.
Todd Grisham: Yeah, of course! *To his Insides: If I could count the times I've heard that!* Okay, so you're going to debut at Warfare against none other than Ted DiBiase...
Ken Kennedy: Thoughts? You see Rod... This Kennedy doesn't talk about what he thinks, you'll find what this Kennedy is on about when he Acts. But if you insist, I must confess I thought Ted Dibiase was on a retirement home, sitting comfortable on a wheelchair, with a blanket over his knees, I feel sorry for the poor man, as he will not be able to buy his way out of the demostration of talent I'm going to give at Warfare. I won't hold myself because the guy is past his prime! Wait, was he ever at his prime? or did he purchased his way throughout his career? Well, you get the point.
Todd Grisham: Actually Ken, you might need to get your facts straight. You are Indeed Facing Ted DiBiase at warfare, but not the Million Dollar Man, you're facing his son, Ted DiBiase Junior!
.::Ken takes the Microphone from Todd Grisham and look directly at the camera, the cameraman zooms in so only Mr. Kennedy is on scene::.
Ken Kennedy: Even Better! Amateur or post-retired, a Loser is a Loser! What has he won, who has he beaten? You see Rod, this would be just a warm up for me. I must show that I'm the biggest superstar in the company, I must show that I am Championship material, I must show that I am MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
...Kennedy
.:: With that said, Ken tosses the microphone over his shoulder, Todd Grisham rushes to grab it. However, the cracking sound of the mic smashing the floor is heard as the scene fades away ::.
SCENE 2: At the hotel, Enter Freakman.
.:: Ken Kennedy is seen on the Hotel Lobby, he is still wearing the same attire as back on the GYM entrance. Walking over towards the counter, lifting his shades and smiling at the woman in the counter. ::.
Mindy: Hello, Can I help you?
Ken Kennedy: Yes... *Reading the nametag of the girl behind the counter* Mandy. I am staying at the Presidential Suite? Someone checked in for me today.
Mindy: What is your name?
Ken Kennedy: MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDYYYYYYYYY
Mindy: I would appreciate it if you kept your voice level low while on the Lobby sir.
Ken Kennedy: ...Kennedy
Mindy: I'm sorry sir, but the Presidential Suite has been taken.
Ken Kennedy: Oh, do you have anymore suites?
Mindy: No Sir, we're full right now, I can offer your a Regular room.
Ken Kennedy: I'll take it Mandy... Next time I guess I'll make a reservation.
Mindy: Good sir. I know you guys are on the road all the time, I don't blame you on wanting to rest on the very best rooms. Sir, someone has already checked in a regular room with your name, your name is Mr.
Ken Kennedy: MIIIIIIIIIIIIISTEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mindy: Keep it low sir!
Ken Kennedy: ...Kennedy. Anyway, I wonder who might have done that. Do you know Sting? This Goldust guy is like a transvestite version of Sting! With a wig and all!
Mindy: Oh yeah! Yeah... He was the one! He's upstairs, room 3014.
Ken Kennedy: The Kennedy administration will take in consideration the help you provide Mandy, thanks for being a good citizen. Can I ask you one last question? Who took the last suite?
Mindy: The last suite was taken by Mr. Ted DiBiase Junior. Room 1201.
Ken Kennedy: Charming. Thank you very much, My luggage was taken by that freak right?
Mindy: I'm afraid so. Do you want us to Call Security?
Ken Kennedy: I'll Call you.
.:: Flashing a polite smile at Mindy he walked away and over to the elevator. Stepping inside, hitting the '3' button and seeing the door close. Few seconds later he was in front of the Door of his room, which was halfway open. Muttering something he looked upsted and walked into the room. A Regular room for a Superstar like Mr. Kennedy was worst than a slap across the face. There were a few things that were eye-catching: First of all there was a Pizza Hut box on top of the bed with a ribbon tied around it. Second, there were Boxes on the floor. a Wii Box, a Playstation 3 Box and a Xbox 360 Box. Third and perhaps the most disturbing of them all, the sound of water running coming from the bathroom, and steam fuming from the lower part of the door. Ken Kennedy walked over towards the door and gave it a firm knock ::.
Ken Kennedy: Freak! Is that You Inside?
Goldust: One Secoooond!!!!!
Ken Kennedy: Just do me a Favour and don't walk out naked.
.:: He headed over towards the phone and picked it up, taking the Telephone directory on his hand. Sitting down in a Chair he places the phone on a table nearby and opens the phone directory on his lap. Dialing a Number he Smiles to himself ::.
Ken Kennedy: Yes... Hello, I'd like to order 35 anchovies X-large Pizzas, I'm staying at the InterContinental Milwaukee Hotel, Room 7001, my name? Ted DiBiase.
.:: He hangs up and bursts out in laughter, before picking the phone up yet again ::.
Ken Kennedy: Yes... Room Service? I'm needing a massage, do you guys offer that service? Beautiful, Beautiful! I'd be interested in a Male performing the massage... would there be a problem with that? Great! Thanks, one last thing, I'm on my way out, so schedule the massage for 1:00 AM. Thanks! Ted DiBiase, room 7001
.:: Hanging up and chuckling slightly he dials the same number ::.
Ken Kennedy: Hello! Do you guys offer an Alarm Clock Service? I must take some medication every two hours, so would you mind calling to my room every two hours? Room 7001, Thank you Very much!
.:: As he hangs up, Goldust walks out of the bathroom. He's wearing his trademark gold and black attire, with a towel wrapped around his torso and lower body, another towel wrapped around his hair.::.
Goldust: Honey! How was your day? How do you like the room?
Ken Kennedy: What are you on? You better address to me as MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENEDYYYYYYYYYY
.:: Suddenly a knock is heard on the wall and a scream from the room nearby "KNOCK IT OFF ALREADY!!!!" ::.
Ken Kennedy: ...Kennedy.
Goldust: Sorry. I'll call you MI-MI-MI-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIST-T-TTTTERRRRRRRR...
.:: The knock is heard on the wall again, followed by the same voice from the room nearby "I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ::.
Ken Kennedy: Shhhh!! Now, from your actions I assume you want to be part of the Kennedy Administration, right? Well Goldfruit, you must learn a few things. Number one! I always stay on Presidential Suites from now on, Numer two! I order, you Perform! That is all for now!
.:: Goldust slowly laid on his back on top of the bed, sliding his index inside his mouth and sucking softly, giggling and lifting one of his legs. ::.
Goldust: We'll play by your rules... Do you want to see what I have under this towel?
Ken Kennedy: Okay number three, no sexual harrassment against me!!!!!!
Goldust: They're called mind games, and we're going to need them if you want to be big in the EBWF.
Ken Kennedy: Whatever, Whatever!!!!! Don't Do it!!!!
Goldust: Okay, god you look so cute when you get angry at me!
.:: Ken Rolls his eyes and looks at Goldust, who giggles innocently. ::.
Ken Kennedy: Listen, I need you to go fetch something for me, I have something planned for my Match at Warfare!
Goldust: What is it?
Ken Kennedy: Do you remember Ted DiBiase, the million dollar man? I need his Million Dollar Belt...
.:: Goldust jumps from the bed and stands straight in front of Mr. Kennedy, removing his towels "YES SIR!!!" He yelled and walked out Marching through the door leaving it open, he returns a second later and looks at Ken ::.
Goldust: Are we sleeping together tonight?
.:: Ken stands up and walks over towards the door, slamming it in front of Goldust. He then walks towards the phone and picks it up ::.
Ken Kennedy: Security? I'm having an unwanted visitor, he might be in the lobby as we speak, over 6 Feet tall, wearing gold and black facial paint and an ugly suit, all gold and black... He will come back, so please hold him if he attempts to walk upstairs... Thanks!
.:: Ken Hangs out and Chuckles, walking over towards the bed and Laying back as the Scene Fades ::.
This is what I'm about. My time is now, at Warfare I will prove everybody that I'm a diamond in the brute in this business, I will prove the EBWF Fans that after seven years of religiously following the shows, watching Bret Hart, Chris Jericho, the Mighty Raven, CM Punk and Jeff Hardy.
The were great entertainers back then, but now it's time to pass the Torch on to a new generation of superstars with the talent, intelligence, looks and vision to take the business to a whole new level.
The Kennedy Administration starts at Warfare. The objective is to cause a massive impact, with the fans, the board of directors and fellow superstars backstage, making sure they never forget the name of Ken Kennedy! It doesn't matter if it's a positive or negative impact, after all as Oscar Wilde said:
"The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about."
SCENE 1: Rod Grisham Interviews the diamond in the Brute!
.::The EBWF Cameras shoot at the outside of a Local Milwaukee GYM, the cameraman walks closer to the building's door just in time to catch Ken Kennedy walking out. Standing over six feet tall, the blonde man was wearing his Aviator shades, a leather jacket with the zipped halfway open, a V-neck clean white T-shirt under the jacket, blue jeans, and white adidas sneakers. With his gymbag on his hands he eyes the cameraman and drops his bag on the floor next to him. Todd Grisham stands in front of the Camera Man looking at Ken. ::.
Ken Kennedy: Listen, if you don't want to start off with the wrong foot you better hand that microphone to me before I finish this sentenc...
.::Todd Gulps, looking at the camera man to ask if they were rolling already. Handing the Microphone over to the EBWF's newest superstar, who smiled and lifted it up, placing the microphone inverted, making a 45 Degree angle with his lips, his polarized shades reflecting the camera man as he looked straight at the lens. ::.
Ken Kennedy: Misteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer Keeeeeeeeeeennedy is on the EBWF!!!!!!
.:: Once done with his Trademark introduction he tossed the Microphone at Grisham just as if were a piece of trash. Grisham, unaware at the moment of the toss was barely able to grip the Mic. He glared at Mr. Kennedy but decided not to say anything, his words "If you don't want to start off with the wrong foot" probably echoed in his mind. ::.
Todd Grisham: Okay, first of all in behalf of the Extreme Best Wrestlers Federation I welcome you to this industry.
Ken Kennedy: Thanks Rod.
Todd Grisham: It's Todd.
Ken Kennedy: Whatever. You see what really matters is that the EBWF just acquired the jewel for the top of their crown, the icing on their cake, you know what I mean?
Because when you want to beat the rest, you have to count with the best, and who is best than MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDY...
...Kennedy.
Todd Grisham: Yeah, of course! *To his Insides: If I could count the times I've heard that!* Okay, so you're going to debut at Warfare against none other than Ted DiBiase...
Ken Kennedy: Thoughts? You see Rod... This Kennedy doesn't talk about what he thinks, you'll find what this Kennedy is on about when he Acts. But if you insist, I must confess I thought Ted Dibiase was on a retirement home, sitting comfortable on a wheelchair, with a blanket over his knees, I feel sorry for the poor man, as he will not be able to buy his way out of the demostration of talent I'm going to give at Warfare. I won't hold myself because the guy is past his prime! Wait, was he ever at his prime? or did he purchased his way throughout his career? Well, you get the point.
Todd Grisham: Actually Ken, you might need to get your facts straight. You are Indeed Facing Ted DiBiase at warfare, but not the Million Dollar Man, you're facing his son, Ted DiBiase Junior!
.::Ken takes the Microphone from Todd Grisham and look directly at the camera, the cameraman zooms in so only Mr. Kennedy is on scene::.
Ken Kennedy: Even Better! Amateur or post-retired, a Loser is a Loser! What has he won, who has he beaten? You see Rod, this would be just a warm up for me. I must show that I'm the biggest superstar in the company, I must show that I am Championship material, I must show that I am MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
...Kennedy
.:: With that said, Ken tosses the microphone over his shoulder, Todd Grisham rushes to grab it. However, the cracking sound of the mic smashing the floor is heard as the scene fades away ::.
SCENE 2: At the hotel, Enter Freakman.
.:: Ken Kennedy is seen on the Hotel Lobby, he is still wearing the same attire as back on the GYM entrance. Walking over towards the counter, lifting his shades and smiling at the woman in the counter. ::.
Mindy: Hello, Can I help you?
Ken Kennedy: Yes... *Reading the nametag of the girl behind the counter* Mandy. I am staying at the Presidential Suite? Someone checked in for me today.
Mindy: What is your name?
Ken Kennedy: MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDYYYYYYYYY
Mindy: I would appreciate it if you kept your voice level low while on the Lobby sir.
Ken Kennedy: ...Kennedy
Mindy: I'm sorry sir, but the Presidential Suite has been taken.
Ken Kennedy: Oh, do you have anymore suites?
Mindy: No Sir, we're full right now, I can offer your a Regular room.
Ken Kennedy: I'll take it Mandy... Next time I guess I'll make a reservation.
Mindy: Good sir. I know you guys are on the road all the time, I don't blame you on wanting to rest on the very best rooms. Sir, someone has already checked in a regular room with your name, your name is Mr.
Ken Kennedy: MIIIIIIIIIIIIISTEEEEER KENNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mindy: Keep it low sir!
Ken Kennedy: ...Kennedy. Anyway, I wonder who might have done that. Do you know Sting? This Goldust guy is like a transvestite version of Sting! With a wig and all!
Mindy: Oh yeah! Yeah... He was the one! He's upstairs, room 3014.
Ken Kennedy: The Kennedy administration will take in consideration the help you provide Mandy, thanks for being a good citizen. Can I ask you one last question? Who took the last suite?
Mindy: The last suite was taken by Mr. Ted DiBiase Junior. Room 1201.
Ken Kennedy: Charming. Thank you very much, My luggage was taken by that freak right?
Mindy: I'm afraid so. Do you want us to Call Security?
Ken Kennedy: I'll Call you.
.:: Flashing a polite smile at Mindy he walked away and over to the elevator. Stepping inside, hitting the '3' button and seeing the door close. Few seconds later he was in front of the Door of his room, which was halfway open. Muttering something he looked upsted and walked into the room. A Regular room for a Superstar like Mr. Kennedy was worst than a slap across the face. There were a few things that were eye-catching: First of all there was a Pizza Hut box on top of the bed with a ribbon tied around it. Second, there were Boxes on the floor. a Wii Box, a Playstation 3 Box and a Xbox 360 Box. Third and perhaps the most disturbing of them all, the sound of water running coming from the bathroom, and steam fuming from the lower part of the door. Ken Kennedy walked over towards the door and gave it a firm knock ::.
Ken Kennedy: Freak! Is that You Inside?
Goldust: One Secoooond!!!!!
Ken Kennedy: Just do me a Favour and don't walk out naked.
.:: He headed over towards the phone and picked it up, taking the Telephone directory on his hand. Sitting down in a Chair he places the phone on a table nearby and opens the phone directory on his lap. Dialing a Number he Smiles to himself ::.
Ken Kennedy: Yes... Hello, I'd like to order 35 anchovies X-large Pizzas, I'm staying at the InterContinental Milwaukee Hotel, Room 7001, my name? Ted DiBiase.
.:: He hangs up and bursts out in laughter, before picking the phone up yet again ::.
Ken Kennedy: Yes... Room Service? I'm needing a massage, do you guys offer that service? Beautiful, Beautiful! I'd be interested in a Male performing the massage... would there be a problem with that? Great! Thanks, one last thing, I'm on my way out, so schedule the massage for 1:00 AM. Thanks! Ted DiBiase, room 7001
.:: Hanging up and chuckling slightly he dials the same number ::.
Ken Kennedy: Hello! Do you guys offer an Alarm Clock Service? I must take some medication every two hours, so would you mind calling to my room every two hours? Room 7001, Thank you Very much!
.:: As he hangs up, Goldust walks out of the bathroom. He's wearing his trademark gold and black attire, with a towel wrapped around his torso and lower body, another towel wrapped around his hair.::.
Goldust: Honey! How was your day? How do you like the room?
Ken Kennedy: What are you on? You better address to me as MISTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENEDYYYYYYYYYY
.:: Suddenly a knock is heard on the wall and a scream from the room nearby "KNOCK IT OFF ALREADY!!!!" ::.
Ken Kennedy: ...Kennedy.
Goldust: Sorry. I'll call you MI-MI-MI-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIST-T-TTTTERRRRRRRR...
.:: The knock is heard on the wall again, followed by the same voice from the room nearby "I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ::.
Ken Kennedy: Shhhh!! Now, from your actions I assume you want to be part of the Kennedy Administration, right? Well Goldfruit, you must learn a few things. Number one! I always stay on Presidential Suites from now on, Numer two! I order, you Perform! That is all for now!
.:: Goldust slowly laid on his back on top of the bed, sliding his index inside his mouth and sucking softly, giggling and lifting one of his legs. ::.
Goldust: We'll play by your rules... Do you want to see what I have under this towel?
Ken Kennedy: Okay number three, no sexual harrassment against me!!!!!!
Goldust: They're called mind games, and we're going to need them if you want to be big in the EBWF.
Ken Kennedy: Whatever, Whatever!!!!! Don't Do it!!!!
Goldust: Okay, god you look so cute when you get angry at me!
.:: Ken Rolls his eyes and looks at Goldust, who giggles innocently. ::.
Ken Kennedy: Listen, I need you to go fetch something for me, I have something planned for my Match at Warfare!
Goldust: What is it?
Ken Kennedy: Do you remember Ted DiBiase, the million dollar man? I need his Million Dollar Belt...
.:: Goldust jumps from the bed and stands straight in front of Mr. Kennedy, removing his towels "YES SIR!!!" He yelled and walked out Marching through the door leaving it open, he returns a second later and looks at Ken ::.
Goldust: Are we sleeping together tonight?
.:: Ken stands up and walks over towards the door, slamming it in front of Goldust. He then walks towards the phone and picks it up ::.
Ken Kennedy: Security? I'm having an unwanted visitor, he might be in the lobby as we speak, over 6 Feet tall, wearing gold and black facial paint and an ugly suit, all gold and black... He will come back, so please hold him if he attempts to walk upstairs... Thanks!
.:: Ken Hangs out and Chuckles, walking over towards the bed and Laying back as the Scene Fades ::.