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 Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 8:53 pm
Don't you wanna go for a ride
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
Now won't you do what I told you!?
"Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome the former WWE:U Heavyweight Champion, The Heartbreaker Mike Landry!"
The fans chose to welcome The Heartbreaker with a chorus of boos as has become custom over his long career. Landry had an evil scowl on his face and a feeling of violent intent emminated from his body.
I remember when you used to be shy
Hey once we were so fine you and I
Now why you gotta make it so hard on me!?
Yeah it's hard on me...
And i'm sorry but it's not a mistake
And i'm running but you're getting away!
Landry strode out from behind the curtain and onto center stage where the spotlight shone on him directly. He once again had the mysterious wooden box that seemed to be controlling Kelly King 2.0. He bypassed his normal entrance with the pyros and what not and simply strode down the long ramp holding his tiny wooden box out infront of him as if he was Paul Berrer holding The Undertaker's Urn. However this time he had another item, an item also very familier and personal to Kelly King 2.0. His infamous sledgehammer, Scepter.
Landry strode up the steps with purpose and stepped between the ropes, taking his position right in the center of the ring where a microphone was waiting for him. He set the small wooden box down next to the microphone and then picked up the mic, ready to speak his mind on the happenings of last Sunday.
"Last night...at Bash at the Beach..."
Landry could barely get those words out without being drowned out by the audience's boos.
"LISTEN YOU WORTHLESS PEONS! YOU MAY HAVE PAID FOR A SEAT BUT THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TALK! SO SIT DOWN, SHUT UP, AND LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY!"
This only prompted louder boos and jeers that went on for several moments. Landry waited with a disgusted look on his face for another chance to speak.
"Last night at Bash at the Beach, I laid out an offer to Kelly King 2.0. I told him that if he assisted me in my victory that night and helped me regain the title he quite literally stole from me in my very own home, that I would return this...insiginificant little box to him with no ill will, no strings attached, and he would be free and clear from my servitude forever. I gave him the opportunity for redemption, the chance to repent for the wrongful deeds he committed against me, the chance to have this box back in his possession...and he squandered it."
Landry paused as the audience cheered, remembering how King took it to Landry last night in that brutal fist fight, as well as King costing Landry the victory outright after being eliminated by him.
"Now...i'm sure that after all the months i've come out tormenting King with this box, you people must be curious as to what the contents might be? I bet the thoughts and rumors running through your feeble little minds have been keeping you up at night, and forcing you to daydream about it at every hour of the day."
For the first time this night Landry allowed an evil smirk grow over his face as he teased the audience.
"Well...tonight is your lucky night, because as much as I would love to tease and taunt you foolish sheep night in and night out, what I plan on doing tonight is a fate that is much...much worse."
Landry gestured to the box as the spotlight shone and a slow melodic tone began to play on the P.A. system.
"You see when King was growing up, he had a loyal...lovable...adorable and all around wonderful yellow labradore dog. Her name was Jasmine. For more than 10 long years that dog was Kelly King's best friend. You see I knew him back then, I watched them interract, and I saw the love in his eyes as he played with that dog every single day, and the fun never grew old."
Landry paused as the melody grew slightly louder. The camera focused directly on the box as Landry stepped back into the darkness, forcing everyone to focus on what was shining in the spotlight.
"However...Jasmine did grow old. And with age came deafness, artheritis, senility, but nothing stopped that dog from being as loyal and loving as ever. Until one fateful day, King got the call from his parents...and the news did what I seemingly have failed to do to him my entire career...it Broke His Heart. When that dog died King was never the same again. I saw a little part of him die that day, and it was until recently that I discovered what made the King so powerful...so dedicated. The memory...of Jasmine."
Landry had to pause once again so that he could let out a dark and maniacle laugh away from the microphone. It appeared that his plan has been brought to fruition.
"To maintain her memory, King cremated her and kept her...in a small...wooden...box...The very same box i've been holding over his head for the past few months. I offered King a chance to get his box back, get back his loving dog, but he refused. And now..."
Landry paused and shifted the sledgehammer over his shoulder to tease what he was about to do to the audiences' chagrin. They all began shouting, "NOO! NOOOO!" Almost all of them begging him to not do what he was about to do.
"I fear that King will never...ever...hold his sweet little dog again. So Says The Heartbreaker...So Shall It Be..."
Landry dropped the microphone and raised Scepter high above his head, ready to strike the box with all his might...
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 11:13 pm
The lights went out, and a small guitar note started to screech across the P.A. system. Soon another guitar chimed in with a familiar bass tone, as lights flashed in time with it. About 30 seconds into the song, a very familar guitar riff scratched in a new techno remix, and the gold, red, and silver lights that were normal for a very particular superstar lit up the arena. The spotlight lit up the entrance in anticipation, as Kelly King 2.0 parted the curtain and walked out onto the stage. 2.0 stared down at the ring with an icy glare, the fans errupting at the sight of him and standing on their feet. 2.0 was wearing nothing but a dress shirt and his usual camouflage pants. With the riff spurring him in on, he slowly started to stalk down the ramp to the ring.
As 2.0 started to get to around the halfway point, and the music started to kick in, King started to walk faster, and faster, until he was running at the ring full bore! He had to protect the box in the ring, so he slid in under the ropes and went right after Landry, going for a double legged take down before he could follow through with his swing with Scepter!
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 11:41 pm
Landry turned his head slowly to the stage as Kelly King 2.0 made his presence known. Instead of swinging the hammer down on the box he tried redirecting his blow at 2.0's head, but his timing was off and he was taken down by the enraged king.
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:05 pm
2.0 went for a whirlwind of lefts and rights directed at Landry's face, trying to keep him from really understanding what was going on!
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 5:23 pm
Landry had to cover up from the shots, but in doing so he lost track of Scepter and dropeed it on the mat.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 9:56 am
((Going to auto the rest of this because of King's schedule))
Landry and 2.0 brawl all over the ring, then both tumble to the ringside area. The renew the fight they began at last Sunday's Championship match. Eventually the security team comes in to break it up and Landry is able to snatch the box away once again, as well as a microphone.
"YOU WANT THIS SO BAD!? YOU WANT THIS BOX!? FINE! YOU HAVE ONE MORE CHANCE! SURVIVOR SERIES! MIKE LANDRY! KELLY KING! WATCH YOUR STEP MATCH!"
The King has no access to a microphone but he shouts to him "Oh yeah! It's on!" and nods his head earnestly. The two are still trying to get free and beat the snot out of eachother, but the security teams don't allow it and break up the fight.
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