These Lines are written with a Golden Pen:
August 5, 2009
Dear Diary:
Ken's match is tomorrow night! He's really excited about it, it's amazing just how when he's pumped up he acts like there is no stopping him, I wonder if he truly feels that way, or if he attempts to exaggerate to mess with our heads. Truth be told, he has hit the gym four hours per day ever since the match was announced, he has been on a strict diet, he has also been sleeping well... but what impresses me the most is that he has been doing stuff recklessly and just for the sake of feeling a thrill and having fun! I really hope he can win this upcoming match, between you and me dear diary, his loss at Sacrifice almost drove him mad! It was a spectacular match, and he didn't deserve to lose, but sadly in a triple threat match there can only be one winner, he has trained so hard... and maybe it is because I'm his manager, but I really want him to win, I can't stand when a friend hits the mat and 1...2...3! I feel slammed, and pinned just as my buddy on the mat.
August 9, 2009
Dear Diary:
I am Worried about my friend Ken. After his match at Aggression he stormed out of the building! He didn't even change his attire! I haven't heard from him ever since. Where he might be? He was devastated after losing to CM Punk! Specially as he tried so hard throughout the week to stay focused for the match. I remember his words after he lost the number one contendorship... Maybe he's not meant to be the intercontinental champion! Maybe he's in for something more. I bet he has been trying to find the answer... there is one slight problem though, we have a Tag Team Match at Warfare and he's nowhere to be found! I called the cops but, cops would be cops right?
We're Facing R-Truth and MVP, one of the most fominant tag team partnerships ever seen in the EBWF, they're huge! MVP is the no Limits Champion for example! Ken is not big in Tag Team matches but I learnead a couple of things back then when I was Booket T's Partner, also Back in the WCW! Heck! MVP is a no Limits Champion, but I am a nine time Hardcore Champion! And Ken, when he's focused is almost unbeatable! I don't know why I'm acting all positively if Ken hasn't appeared. I will need to get in contact with Mr. Ikeda and see if he will make this a one on tag Handicap match! The Show must go on!
.:: Meanwhile, laying in the bench of a bus stop in cleveland, Ken Kennedy took a sip of Vodka he had bought last night. Without the slightest idea of where he's been and what has he done he stands up, he's been drinking so much he has probably been drunk for days! Rubbing his head, his hair all messed up and dirty Ken sits on the bench. He's wearing a Black coat, completely buttoned up, his beard grown as he hadn't shaven for days. Ken begins walking (more like stumbling) and finds himself a motel. Once in his room he filled the hot tub and sank there. ::.
Mr. Kennedy: Okay... enough of this! Enough of Losing, enough of failing to accomplish my goals! I'm going to put and end to this! I'm going to call EBWF and tell them I quit! I can't take this anymore!
.:: Rubbing up his face with the water he relaxes for a while, he was defeated last week, and his body still felt sore and wounded by CM Punk, his fists, his grapples, all of it was nothing but an insult to Mr. Kennedy, which slid inside that ring at aggression with one thing in his mind, Victory! How much it would've meant for him to beat the Intercontinental Champion!. He has lost most of his posessions during the past few days where he just walked, drank, and got on his twitter once through his blackberry, which got stolen. A few bucks, his credit card, his License, that was all he had. Cleaning his body from defeat, he took the local phone directory on his lap. His eyes widened as he noticed It said "Cleveland, Ohio!". He has traveled a lot under de influence of Alcohol, it seemed. Completely in Shock he decided to relieve some stress by watching Television. Popping his last quarter inside the machine attached to the Black and White Television he began channeling with the handle of the television, which was probably older than him. He stopped after seeing some in ring action in the blurry black and white screen. It was Rainy but MVP and R-truth showed on one half of the screen, and Him and Goldust on the other half of the screen, then the words Quicken Loans Arena, Monday Night flashed through the screen, finally the TV was turned of, apparently the time was up and if he wanted to watch anymore television he'd had to pop another quarter. He sat on the edge of the bed, with the rainy images on his head and the Words "Cleveland Phone Directory" written on the old book. ::.
Mr. Kennedy: You've got to be Kidding me!I'm obsessed with EBWF apparently, eventhough iIve been knocked out by Vodka for God knows how long, I still had my mind set on Warfare, on my upcoming match! I can't let Goldust face those two all by Himself!
.:: Ken headed into the bathroom and shaved his cast-away style beard, aiming to be in the arena as soon as possible to meet with his tag team partner. That night Goldust had written something on a piece of paper and was sitting on Ken's locker room holding it on his hands. ::.
Jerry Lawrer: Goldust!
Jim Ross: They're going on tonight against MVP and R-truth, one of the most dominant tag team partnerships in the EBWF
Jerry Lawrer: What is he doing? and Where is Mr. Kennedy?
Jim Ross: I'm afraid Kennedy hasn't been seen since Thursday night, King.
Goldust: Mr. Ikeda. Given the circumstances of Ken Kennedy's disappearance I'm afraid I will have to face MVP and R-truth by Myself tonight, eventhough I am worried about my partner's whereabouts, I can't let this interfere with business right? I write this letter to apologize for Ken not showing up, he has been having serious issues managing defeats as of late! I'm pretty sure he will show up and clear things for you, asume the fine for no showing and of course, apologize to our opponents and why not to the EBWF Fans for...
Mr. Kennedy: For losing in such a shameful way at Aggression against CM Punk? I take a week vacation and what do I find! You! Sitting on my locker room! On My couch! Reading... what is it that you're reading? Did you write that?
Jerry Lawrer: There he is, Miiiiiiiiiiisteeeeeeeer Kennedyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jim Ross: It's great to see him alive.
Goldust: Ken! Good to see you man! Where have you been? Are you okay? you're not hurt or anything?
Mr. Kennedy: The only pain I'm feeling will ease when we defeat MVP and R-truth tonight!
Goldust: So you knew about our match!
Mr. Kennedy: It costed me a Quarter, but I learnt about our match this morning!
Goldust: I brought your stuff just in case you'd show up, you can't go out there in a coat!
Mr. Kennedy: I could use those, I've been wearing this since Thursday and I don't even know where I got it!
Goldust: How did you get Here?
Mr. Kennedy: That's none of your business!!!! You wanted me to no show so you could have all the spotlight to yourself right?
Goldust: Well I was already planning on... I Come From Hollywood California! I weight two hundreth and SEEE-SEE-SEEE-SEVENTYYYYYYY PO-PO-POUNDS!!!!!! MI-I-I-MIIIIIIS-TE-TE-TEEEEER sssssssssssssss...... Goldust!
Mr. Kennedy: Do me a favour and never do that again!
Goldust: I'm glad you're here man! Let's kick some ass!
Jim Ross: I have a good feeling about this Partnership! They are both hardworking superstars! May the best come to them tonight!
Jerry Lawrer: Oh god JR! I can't wait! This is gonna be great!
.:: Goldust had stood up and walked over towards Ken, he smiled and extended his hand to His tag team partner. Ken took it and they shook hands. Goldust then pinched his nosetrills closed due to the foul smell of Ken's clothes, he had taken a bath, but his attire hasn't been cleaned for a few days. He took him by the hand roughly and pushed him into the bathroom, inside the shower. Goldust turned the water on and left the bathroom as the scene faded. ::.
August 5, 2009
Dear Diary:
Ken's match is tomorrow night! He's really excited about it, it's amazing just how when he's pumped up he acts like there is no stopping him, I wonder if he truly feels that way, or if he attempts to exaggerate to mess with our heads. Truth be told, he has hit the gym four hours per day ever since the match was announced, he has been on a strict diet, he has also been sleeping well... but what impresses me the most is that he has been doing stuff recklessly and just for the sake of feeling a thrill and having fun! I really hope he can win this upcoming match, between you and me dear diary, his loss at Sacrifice almost drove him mad! It was a spectacular match, and he didn't deserve to lose, but sadly in a triple threat match there can only be one winner, he has trained so hard... and maybe it is because I'm his manager, but I really want him to win, I can't stand when a friend hits the mat and 1...2...3! I feel slammed, and pinned just as my buddy on the mat.
August 9, 2009
Dear Diary:
I am Worried about my friend Ken. After his match at Aggression he stormed out of the building! He didn't even change his attire! I haven't heard from him ever since. Where he might be? He was devastated after losing to CM Punk! Specially as he tried so hard throughout the week to stay focused for the match. I remember his words after he lost the number one contendorship... Maybe he's not meant to be the intercontinental champion! Maybe he's in for something more. I bet he has been trying to find the answer... there is one slight problem though, we have a Tag Team Match at Warfare and he's nowhere to be found! I called the cops but, cops would be cops right?
We're Facing R-Truth and MVP, one of the most fominant tag team partnerships ever seen in the EBWF, they're huge! MVP is the no Limits Champion for example! Ken is not big in Tag Team matches but I learnead a couple of things back then when I was Booket T's Partner, also Back in the WCW! Heck! MVP is a no Limits Champion, but I am a nine time Hardcore Champion! And Ken, when he's focused is almost unbeatable! I don't know why I'm acting all positively if Ken hasn't appeared. I will need to get in contact with Mr. Ikeda and see if he will make this a one on tag Handicap match! The Show must go on!
.:: Meanwhile, laying in the bench of a bus stop in cleveland, Ken Kennedy took a sip of Vodka he had bought last night. Without the slightest idea of where he's been and what has he done he stands up, he's been drinking so much he has probably been drunk for days! Rubbing his head, his hair all messed up and dirty Ken sits on the bench. He's wearing a Black coat, completely buttoned up, his beard grown as he hadn't shaven for days. Ken begins walking (more like stumbling) and finds himself a motel. Once in his room he filled the hot tub and sank there. ::.
Mr. Kennedy: Okay... enough of this! Enough of Losing, enough of failing to accomplish my goals! I'm going to put and end to this! I'm going to call EBWF and tell them I quit! I can't take this anymore!
.:: Rubbing up his face with the water he relaxes for a while, he was defeated last week, and his body still felt sore and wounded by CM Punk, his fists, his grapples, all of it was nothing but an insult to Mr. Kennedy, which slid inside that ring at aggression with one thing in his mind, Victory! How much it would've meant for him to beat the Intercontinental Champion!. He has lost most of his posessions during the past few days where he just walked, drank, and got on his twitter once through his blackberry, which got stolen. A few bucks, his credit card, his License, that was all he had. Cleaning his body from defeat, he took the local phone directory on his lap. His eyes widened as he noticed It said "Cleveland, Ohio!". He has traveled a lot under de influence of Alcohol, it seemed. Completely in Shock he decided to relieve some stress by watching Television. Popping his last quarter inside the machine attached to the Black and White Television he began channeling with the handle of the television, which was probably older than him. He stopped after seeing some in ring action in the blurry black and white screen. It was Rainy but MVP and R-truth showed on one half of the screen, and Him and Goldust on the other half of the screen, then the words Quicken Loans Arena, Monday Night flashed through the screen, finally the TV was turned of, apparently the time was up and if he wanted to watch anymore television he'd had to pop another quarter. He sat on the edge of the bed, with the rainy images on his head and the Words "Cleveland Phone Directory" written on the old book. ::.
Mr. Kennedy: You've got to be Kidding me!I'm obsessed with EBWF apparently, eventhough iIve been knocked out by Vodka for God knows how long, I still had my mind set on Warfare, on my upcoming match! I can't let Goldust face those two all by Himself!
.:: Ken headed into the bathroom and shaved his cast-away style beard, aiming to be in the arena as soon as possible to meet with his tag team partner. That night Goldust had written something on a piece of paper and was sitting on Ken's locker room holding it on his hands. ::.
Jerry Lawrer: Goldust!
Jim Ross: They're going on tonight against MVP and R-truth, one of the most dominant tag team partnerships in the EBWF
Jerry Lawrer: What is he doing? and Where is Mr. Kennedy?
Jim Ross: I'm afraid Kennedy hasn't been seen since Thursday night, King.
Goldust: Mr. Ikeda. Given the circumstances of Ken Kennedy's disappearance I'm afraid I will have to face MVP and R-truth by Myself tonight, eventhough I am worried about my partner's whereabouts, I can't let this interfere with business right? I write this letter to apologize for Ken not showing up, he has been having serious issues managing defeats as of late! I'm pretty sure he will show up and clear things for you, asume the fine for no showing and of course, apologize to our opponents and why not to the EBWF Fans for...
Mr. Kennedy: For losing in such a shameful way at Aggression against CM Punk? I take a week vacation and what do I find! You! Sitting on my locker room! On My couch! Reading... what is it that you're reading? Did you write that?
Jerry Lawrer: There he is, Miiiiiiiiiiisteeeeeeeer Kennedyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jim Ross: It's great to see him alive.
Goldust: Ken! Good to see you man! Where have you been? Are you okay? you're not hurt or anything?
Mr. Kennedy: The only pain I'm feeling will ease when we defeat MVP and R-truth tonight!
Goldust: So you knew about our match!
Mr. Kennedy: It costed me a Quarter, but I learnt about our match this morning!
Goldust: I brought your stuff just in case you'd show up, you can't go out there in a coat!
Mr. Kennedy: I could use those, I've been wearing this since Thursday and I don't even know where I got it!
Goldust: How did you get Here?
Mr. Kennedy: That's none of your business!!!! You wanted me to no show so you could have all the spotlight to yourself right?
Goldust: Well I was already planning on... I Come From Hollywood California! I weight two hundreth and SEEE-SEE-SEEE-SEVENTYYYYYYY PO-PO-POUNDS!!!!!! MI-I-I-MIIIIIIS-TE-TE-TEEEEER sssssssssssssss...... Goldust!
Mr. Kennedy: Do me a favour and never do that again!
Goldust: I'm glad you're here man! Let's kick some ass!
Jim Ross: I have a good feeling about this Partnership! They are both hardworking superstars! May the best come to them tonight!
Jerry Lawrer: Oh god JR! I can't wait! This is gonna be great!
.:: Goldust had stood up and walked over towards Ken, he smiled and extended his hand to His tag team partner. Ken took it and they shook hands. Goldust then pinched his nosetrills closed due to the foul smell of Ken's clothes, he had taken a bath, but his attire hasn't been cleaned for a few days. He took him by the hand roughly and pushed him into the bathroom, inside the shower. Goldust turned the water on and left the bathroom as the scene faded. ::.