Post by Mr. Kennedy on Apr 24, 2009 13:04:08 GMT -5
The fans are all on the edges of the seats, waiting for the first ever episode of Friday Night Anarchy to begin.
Jim Ross – Hello everyone we welcome you all to the first ever edition of Friday Night Anarchy!!
Tazz – What a night this will be, and this is just the first show!
Jim Ross – We have some huge matches in store for you all! John Cena vs. Christian Cage, Triple H taking on the brash newcomer, Jimmy Gimmick, and the return of Chris Jericho taking on Jason Evans!
Tazz – Not to mention Edge vs. Wizz Kidd, CM Punk vs. Randy Orton, and Batista vs. the Undertaker….
Just as Tazz is finishing up he is cut off by the familiar entrance theme of the Anarchy General Manager.
The fans begin to come alive, cheering as Mr. Kennedy steps out from behind the curtain. He is wearing a nice jacket with, as usual, a shirt prominently featuring himself. He is carrying a microphone in his right hand.
Jim Ross – Well it looks like we’re gunna have Mr. Kennedy, our boss, introduce to the first ever Anarchy.
Kennedy is now at the corner of the ring, where he straightens his jacket before walking up the steps and into the ring. He once again straightens his jacket, making sure it is just right before he begins to speak.
“First of all, I just want to welcome everyone to the first EVER Friday Night Anarchy!”
The fans go crazy as Kennedy lets out a smirk. He then rolls his neck around before continuing to speak.
“Now, onto business; I could come out and talk about each and every person on this show and for every reason I list for them being qualified to fight for the title I could list five reasons why they aren’t. But I’m not gunna do that. Because I know it’ll ‘hurt people’s feelings’. Now that’s a problem I have to address right now. I look around; I see a lot of talent. No Mr. Kennedy caliber talent, but some may be getting…near there.”
Kennedy laughs, as do the fans. He looks side to side at the sea of fans before speaking once again.
“I don’t run this show to baby-sit a bunch of arrogant punks who feel they deserve a title shot. From here on out, every time someone comes on air and addresses the public talking about how they deserve the world title, they’re gunna be another step away from earning their shot. And for a lot of you people, that means the end of the road for you. I want to see you people show some discipline, I wanna see some good ol’ fashioned wrestling. I don’t wanna see people gunnin’ for just the title; I wanna see people gunnin’ for each other.”
The fans cheer Kennedy once again as he begins pacing around the ring.
“Back when I was wrestling, I didn’t get to many title shots, I got shots. Shots at taking out some of the big names, I beat guys that are being inducted into the hall of fame. I beat everybody. I think that’s better than a twenty minute title reign. You see, ever since FCW came back, there’s been stuff going on. More and more big names are jumping ship and coming to FCW, and every last one of them thinks they can bring their glory from their old brands here. Well let me tell you something, FCW is not like the other places out there, FCW is uncensored, unrated, and uncut!”
The fans begin going crazy as Kennedy smiles. He looks from side to side once again, his smile gone.
“There are some other things I need to talk about here. I’m sorry, I know you’re all anxious for the night to start, but these things must be said. Those of you from the old FCW, I watched your crap once before, I’m not gunna watch it again. I know the tricks your gunna pull out, I know what you’re gunna say before the propaganda even comes out of your mouth.”
A lot of the fans begin to cheer, whilst Kennedy stands with a serious expression on his face.
“There is one other group of people I need to address now. The ‘good guys’. You see your struggles are not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the people who you take your orders from, you all feel the need to be ‘nice’ if this wasn’t 14A I’d have some very choice words to use right now. But since it is I’ll put it this way, grow a pair, and take the fight to the other guy.”
The fans cheer a little more, and Kennedy’s serious face begins to fade away.
“Now I just want to talk about one more person: myself. I’ve been on the sidelines for a while, watching others compete, and I gotta tell you, it is kinda saddening. But there’s only one other thing more saddening; watching the people who have been doing this for as long as anyone can remember. Guys like John Cena who pull out the same moves over and over. I watch these guys from behind my desk just thinking, knowing, that I could beat them in an instant. But I don’t want to insult these people to bad, so I’ll just say one more thing: let the Anarchy… begin!!”
The fans go crazy as Kennedy’s music once again blats over the speakers. He drops the mic in the middle of the ring as he turns to exit. The screen slowly fades to commercials as we see Kennedy walking to the back.
Jim Ross – Hello everyone we welcome you all to the first ever edition of Friday Night Anarchy!!
Tazz – What a night this will be, and this is just the first show!
Jim Ross – We have some huge matches in store for you all! John Cena vs. Christian Cage, Triple H taking on the brash newcomer, Jimmy Gimmick, and the return of Chris Jericho taking on Jason Evans!
Tazz – Not to mention Edge vs. Wizz Kidd, CM Punk vs. Randy Orton, and Batista vs. the Undertaker….
Just as Tazz is finishing up he is cut off by the familiar entrance theme of the Anarchy General Manager.
*KENNEDY!!!*
The fans begin to come alive, cheering as Mr. Kennedy steps out from behind the curtain. He is wearing a nice jacket with, as usual, a shirt prominently featuring himself. He is carrying a microphone in his right hand.
Jim Ross – Well it looks like we’re gunna have Mr. Kennedy, our boss, introduce to the first ever Anarchy.
Kennedy is now at the corner of the ring, where he straightens his jacket before walking up the steps and into the ring. He once again straightens his jacket, making sure it is just right before he begins to speak.
“First of all, I just want to welcome everyone to the first EVER Friday Night Anarchy!”
The fans go crazy as Kennedy lets out a smirk. He then rolls his neck around before continuing to speak.
“Now, onto business; I could come out and talk about each and every person on this show and for every reason I list for them being qualified to fight for the title I could list five reasons why they aren’t. But I’m not gunna do that. Because I know it’ll ‘hurt people’s feelings’. Now that’s a problem I have to address right now. I look around; I see a lot of talent. No Mr. Kennedy caliber talent, but some may be getting…near there.”
Kennedy laughs, as do the fans. He looks side to side at the sea of fans before speaking once again.
“I don’t run this show to baby-sit a bunch of arrogant punks who feel they deserve a title shot. From here on out, every time someone comes on air and addresses the public talking about how they deserve the world title, they’re gunna be another step away from earning their shot. And for a lot of you people, that means the end of the road for you. I want to see you people show some discipline, I wanna see some good ol’ fashioned wrestling. I don’t wanna see people gunnin’ for just the title; I wanna see people gunnin’ for each other.”
The fans cheer Kennedy once again as he begins pacing around the ring.
“Back when I was wrestling, I didn’t get to many title shots, I got shots. Shots at taking out some of the big names, I beat guys that are being inducted into the hall of fame. I beat everybody. I think that’s better than a twenty minute title reign. You see, ever since FCW came back, there’s been stuff going on. More and more big names are jumping ship and coming to FCW, and every last one of them thinks they can bring their glory from their old brands here. Well let me tell you something, FCW is not like the other places out there, FCW is uncensored, unrated, and uncut!”
The fans begin going crazy as Kennedy smiles. He looks from side to side once again, his smile gone.
“There are some other things I need to talk about here. I’m sorry, I know you’re all anxious for the night to start, but these things must be said. Those of you from the old FCW, I watched your crap once before, I’m not gunna watch it again. I know the tricks your gunna pull out, I know what you’re gunna say before the propaganda even comes out of your mouth.”
A lot of the fans begin to cheer, whilst Kennedy stands with a serious expression on his face.
“There is one other group of people I need to address now. The ‘good guys’. You see your struggles are not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the people who you take your orders from, you all feel the need to be ‘nice’ if this wasn’t 14A I’d have some very choice words to use right now. But since it is I’ll put it this way, grow a pair, and take the fight to the other guy.”
The fans cheer a little more, and Kennedy’s serious face begins to fade away.
“Now I just want to talk about one more person: myself. I’ve been on the sidelines for a while, watching others compete, and I gotta tell you, it is kinda saddening. But there’s only one other thing more saddening; watching the people who have been doing this for as long as anyone can remember. Guys like John Cena who pull out the same moves over and over. I watch these guys from behind my desk just thinking, knowing, that I could beat them in an instant. But I don’t want to insult these people to bad, so I’ll just say one more thing: let the Anarchy… begin!!”
The fans go crazy as Kennedy’s music once again blats over the speakers. He drops the mic in the middle of the ring as he turns to exit. The screen slowly fades to commercials as we see Kennedy walking to the back.
