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Post by Austin Starr on Jun 8, 2010 10:34:23 GMT -8
Kenneth Walker [2/1/0 – 11 VP] vs. Sir Luscious Leftfoot [0/1/0 – 1 VP]
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Post by Sir Luscious Leftfoot on Jun 11, 2010 12:50:43 GMT -8
EVERYBODY GET FUNKY
I laugh at this old man Crutchin around really thinkin he has a chance Kens gonna be needin a walker by the time Im done with him Leftfoot gonna teach him what a hurtin really is.
I totally rocked that dancing dancing machine mane. When I walked back up the path and went to my dressing room I seen my mane in there Mr. Barack O-Drama. We smacked hands and did a little hug to show love, but then he started tellin me some ol-crazy bullnizzle that I still couldn’t believe; you know what Im sayin.
Barack O-Drama: Leftfoot my nigs, you know you lost right.
Was-up-wit-dat; I mean I totally had that psychedelic cat Mentally Ill where I wanted him, but then that big load of sexy chocolate Rashanda came out and brought me that dancing game. I had the highest score that night. What-chu-talkin-about Willis?
O-Drama: I showed you that WWWF Smackdown game son, you gotta smack em around a little bit, then pin em for a count of three ya dig.
Oh my, oh my , oh my. It looks like I made me a bit of a mistake. I thought the whole point of this wrestling bizness was to just come in and put on a good show you know what I mean. But I gotta win these little matches too, alright, alright, the Leftfooted Big Mac Daddy is truckin along now. I took a little look at the card for next weeks show—I see that I’ve been booked against one of the big homies in Kenneth Walker. Only reason why Ken is in, is cause he sign my paycheck. I been hearin a lot about him and that other guy; Starry Eyes, Austin Starr, whatever it is. All I gotta say about you Kenny boy is dis, take a look at dis; the newest and hottest dance on da scene mane. You gon be seeing dis in all da clubs, ya dig. Ill be doin it over your face on Monday Kenny.
I give you; the Kenneth Walker!!!
I then start dancing my new Kenny Walker dance, it be kinda lookin a bit like the dance that Michael guy invented combined with a few moves from my boy Hammer Time; but I combined the two and made it all my own. See you on Monday Kenny Walker; oh right; yeah!
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Post by Kenneth Walker on Jun 11, 2010 14:10:08 GMT -8
“Journey’s Like Artist are born and not made”Looking up at the Stars The black velvet studded with thousands of, diamond like, twinkling stars has evoked awe and wonder since ages. Nature can offer no more wonderful sight, than a just the simplicity of looking up at the night sky beaming with little white specks from the visible eye and tonight was the perfect night to star gaze. It was a little chilly, but the sky was so clear. And beautiful. I looked up in the sky and realized there is a whole world out there that I have never once thought about. A whole world full of things that I may never see. I was happy in that one moment. The stars made me glad for life. For Love. For Everything I took for granted. I used to look up at the stars throughout my life, but it was during college that it really took on more meaning. Whenever I’d get into a funk I’d walk onto campus from the dorms and go to the top of the student union building. They had an outdoor observation area and I could just lay in my back in the dark and look up at the stars. It was amazing what a sense of peace and hope looking out at the universe brought me. No matter what I was going through looking up at the stars reminded me of the miracle of life and the infinite possibilities of the future. They say if you see a shooting star you should make a wish and that. I remember that same chilly night out there in the observation area as I laid there in the darkness and I saw that shooting star glimmered in the night and I watched as I seen it pass By I closed my eye lids and I made my wish. To be something more the just normal, to be something that is above and beyond, to be something great. The voices of the past echoed in my head as I remembered back to looking up at those same stars so long ago, hearing those same thoughts, that same wish of the past echo throw my head once again as I looked outside and looked at those same very stars. My life had no meaning, no purpose, and no sense of direction. But now looking at where I’m at now, looking at where life has brought me. I get up from where I’m laying and go for the sliding glass door of my house and go inside my house and close the door behind me. Ken makes his way through the house and finds his way to his office. He lefts up his arm and opens turns the handles of the door, opening the door , and he turns on the light and steps inside closing the door behind him making his way over to the small wooden oak desk. Ken pulls out his chair and sits down on the chair contemplating about his standing point in SCW, what was to become of it or everyone that was in it. Ken sat there in his office and thought to himself some more. Thinking about SCW and all the things it has accomplished in its history. Many champions have come through this place fought and clawed. There were any epic battles here. But being the man that who I am today I wouldn’t know all those battles that took place, I wasn’t here for the time that it was epic and we had great matches with the like of one of our falling soldiers Johnny Freeman, God Bless his soul. Then we have Chris Savage, I give the man credit he has his own motives but he still stays true to this company, a dedicated man, don’t really know what else to say, then there’s Valerie only a select few have beaten me when I actually put on my best, a rematch with her one of these days would be an honor, Valerie is someone with heart, someone that you can not under estimate. Which brings me back Blade Lavingne, the guy I like to call Mr. Second chances, almost coming so close to what he wants but missing it by a hair, the man makes me shed a tear thinking of him finally achieving things, but we should all know I can’t just give him what he wants, what is wanted needs to be earned, I didn’t get where I was at today by not earning that position. The man lives and breathes the SCW, only time will tell if he can truly prove himself worthy not to just me, not to just the fans, especially to his very own loyal fans that still hope for one day for Blade to win it all, he owes to his family. Then we have a guy that runs around that calls himself Mentally ill. Well don’t know what much to say about that man except that he needs some of the proper help, and that the SCW will see to it that we get him some counseling whatever it take I will do to take care of all our brothers here in SCW. Kenneth Walker leans back in his chair, clearing his thoughts as he makes his way towards the exit of the rooms and reaches for the handle and opens the door, making his way to the fridge and opening it, grabbing a jug of water and putting it on the counter, he then opened the cabinet and got out a glass and put it on the counter and poured himself some water. He opened the fridge back up and put the water back into the refrigerator, and then opened the refrigerator and got out some ice cubes from the ice cube tray and put them in the class of water. Ken grabbed the cup of water and made his way towards the room again, reaching out and grabbing the door handle and opening the door once again just like before and stepping inside the room. Once he stepped inside the room he closed the door behind him and sat back down in the chair and drank his water, enjoying the cold refreshing liquid slide down his throat. Ken went back to his collecting thoughts. There was one more man I haven’t got off my chest, one more man I have yet to have mention, a man that did face Mentally ill last week in a match, and did however none the less impress me brought the fight to ill. Well I can’t help but chuckle that you made a dance for me. What was that called again the Kenneth Walker was it. Was that all for me? Well young man that was quit charitable for you to show me those moves of yours, and speaking of moves now, just like you showed some of those moves off when you faced off with ill, you’re going to have your show those moves again when you face off against me. Hopefully one won’t become distracted again. I want your all; I want you to give me everything you can Leftfoot, and speaking of me, speaking of none other than the man who you call Walker. We shall see after that bell has rung who will be the one this time Walking away. But my brothers, my fellow SCW family. We have a journey to make, a journey to travel, a journey that we need to take so that way we will have purpose, that way we will have meaning and I can not do it alone, we must band together and become one and travel this long road together and see what becomes of this organizations, see what kinds of leaps and bound that we may achieve perhaps. But that’s all up to us. And to achieve all of this we all need to achieve one thing. And that one thing is greatness and in order to achieve greatness in something is all about passion. Think about what you care most about or want the most no matter how unreal it seems. If you can work toward this thing without thinking of it as work but as a passion then you get better at it while feeling great about it. So basically do what you love and you will find yourself already giving it enough time to make a difference. Think the right thoughts about it to bring about more of the positivity. Always keep your eyes open to new methods of making your goal of greatness happen. Most importantly remember to never give up. No matter how hard it seems. Aim high my fellow SCW brothers. Aim High. Aim for the Stars. With that said I hope I inspired you all, and I hope I inspired you left foot to bring your all, I’ll see you in the ring my friend. Until we meet again, I am Kenneth Walker, and this is the SCW. We will prevail. *The Scene Fades to Black*
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