Post by 'The Cyclone' JK on Sept 23, 2009 3:24:41 GMT -5
*The scene starts in the halls of the GIW arena. Owen Peterson is wondering around, evidently looking for Donovan Hastings. He wonders into the GIW cafeteria area where JK is talking to Jasmine and Paul about the match. JK looks up as Owen pushes the doors open*
JK: There’s the asshole. ‘Scuse me for a sec, I got some unfinished business to attend to.
*JK picks up a nearby plastic food tray and gets up to chase down Owen. Once he is within range, JK takes a swing with the tray to Owen’s back, which connects with a loud BANG!*
Owen: Ow! What the hell was that for?
JK: You should bloody well know, how the hell could you miss Dylan James holding my tights?
Owen: I didn’t see it!
*BANG!*
Owen: OW! Stop it!
*BANG!*
JK: Not until I get a real explanation. You were right in front when DJ had to cheat to get the win!
*BANG!*
Owen: OW! O.K. O.K.! I’ll tell you why, just...just put the tray down.
*JK reluctantly drops the food tray which falls to the ground with a loud clattering noise*
JK: The tray is down, now give me the explanation.
Owen: My mind was too pre-occupied by Donovan being taken back by Calypso; I don’t want to see him fall back into.....whatever it was that he’s been going through these past couple of months. I just wanted to get the match over so I could try and talk him out of being with her.
*Paul can be heard laughing loudly at this point*
Paul: That is the WORST excuse I have ever heard! Hit him with the tray again!
JK: You know; I have a mind to do that.
*JK picks up the tray, positions it for another swing, causing Owen to flinch*
Hastings: Niglet!
Owen: Oh thank God!
*Owen bolts out of the door towards where the voice had come from. JK still looks as if he could break something. JK shouts out to the retreating Peterson*
JK: SAVED BY THE MASTER PETERSON! THIS HAPPENS AGAIN YOU WON’T BE SO FUCKING LUCKY!
*JK once again drops the tray before hearing a chuckle that is only familiar to him*
Guy behind JK: Ha, ha, haven’t changed since TWA man.
*JK spins around to see the man face to face*
JK: Good to see ya Ethan. How’s life at Cork station going?
Ethan: Mate, I thought we discussed this; I left the Droving business to come here. Gonna join the GIW as a wrestler.
*Paul and Jasmine are still sitting at the table, in utter confusion as to who this ‘Ethan’ guy is. JK notices and proceeds to introduce him*
JK: Jasmine, Paul, this is my cousin from outback Queensland, Ethan. He was the one I went and saw two weeks ago. Ethan, this is my wife Jasmine, currently carrying my unborn daughter, and my best friend Paul.
*The three make their greetings*
Ethan: So, Jasmine, how far along are you?
Jasmine: Six months in.
Ethan: And you two have thought of a name for her?
*jasmine smiles a bit*
Jasmine: Well, Jordan wants to name her Nicola, but I was thinking Katrina.
Ethan: Well that’d make her popular in New Orleans.
*Ethan laughs*
Ethan: Yeah, I make a lot of those jokes.
Paul: Wait a sec....I remember you!
*Ethan gives an almost amused look*
Paul: Weren’t you a ref in TWA?
Ethan: Yes, I was.
Paul: You were the one who gave us our first tag title reign!
*Ethan gives a small laugh again*
Ethan: I was waiting to see how long it’d take you to remember that. Well, I’d better head off to find a hotel for this week.
JK: Right mate, see you later.
*the scene changes to JK on the computer, checking out his Facebook page*
Jordan King’s Profile
Jordan King: Can’t wait for next Sunday, ‘nother title match!
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Amelia Duffy: ZOMG JK! Good luck!
Ethan King: Ha-ha, mate, have a feeling you’ll do well.
Jordan King: Thanks guys! Hoping to bring the title back home!
Jordan King: Ha! Suck it biatch!
Jordan King has beaten Rhys Kelly’s score on Cube-field
Jordan scored 35,780pts on Cube-field, beating Rhys’ score of 30,890pts
Jacquelyn Montgomery: Hi JK, thanks for the add!
I can’t believe Owen missed DJ holding your tights!
I was soooo angry at that! Hope you win next week!
Jordan King: G’day Jacquelyn. Well you added me as a friend,
I’m not one to ignore a fans add.
Yeah it was kinda annoying, but the issue is
kinda smoothed out now. Thanks for the well wishes!
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Paul Cockatoo: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! They took away the nude news show!
Jordan King: Bound to happen man. I mean come on, as if some
Christian sensor group would have let that one go on unnoticed.
Paul Cockatoo: But still.....No more boobies on the news!
Jordan King: Unless Paris Hilton exposes herself on video again.
Paul Cockatoo: Urgh! Don’t remind me of that!
Jordan King: Hates Owen for that miss yesterday...
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Max Lewis: That was bloody annoying!
Zac Elliman: another attempt to get the damn twilight fans
in, give the win to the fucking vampire...
Jordan King: Zac, GIW isn’t pre-determined in that way, we
just make sure the moves aren’t overly dangerous.
*Soon Jasmine comes into the room*
Jasmine: Hey Jordan, what are you doing?
JK: Just checking my Facebook. I get a lot of comments from fans and stuff, heaps of well wishing for the title match this week, had to respond to em.
*Jasmine takes a quick glance at the computer screen before a quick smirk forms on her face as she points out the comment left on JK’s home page by Paul*
Jasmine: And discussing nude news with Paul I see....
*JK turns and stares at where Jasmine is pointing before laughing*
JK: That was something Paul left on my page, I can’t stop him from writing that stuff.
Jasmine: I guess that’s true.
JK: So how’re you holding up?
Jasmine: Well, I’m 6 months pregnant, my back is killing me, and I’m puking like crazy, but apart from that, I’m doing fine.
*both JK and Jasmine laugh at the joke*
Jasmine: Hey, are you done on the computer? I want to get on Twitter if that’s fine.
JK: Yeah, I’m done here.
*JK logs off Facebook and heads out into the lounge room to play Guitar Hero 5 on the Xbox 360 live. He scrolls down the list of friends of his online before coming onto Enigmas name, who had just logged on. JK clicks on his name before typing*
Cyclone: Hey man, give you a play off in GH5?
Enigma: What song?
Cyclone: Smells like teen spirit.
Enigma: Sure man
*JK and Enigma play the song, battling each other for four minutes and 45 seconds before JK launches a string of attacks causing Enigma to falter enough to bring his meter down to the bottom of the red zone, giving JK the win*
Enigma: Ok, that was just lucky man.
JK: Ha-ha! I had you from the beginning. Why did you think I was storing the battle power?
Enigma: Whatever dude. G2G, good luck in the title match this week mate.
JK: Thanks, Cya.
*The scene fades down to Nick’s weight centre, where JK is hitting the punching bag with punches, forearm shots, and kicks. He continues giving the punching bag everything he’s got that he doesn’t even realise an old nemesis walk through the doors*
Nemesis: *Clears throat* JK!
*JK turns around before staring at the man in complete disgust*
JK: What the fuck do you want Kingsley.
*JK gives a quick round-house kick to the punching bag in a means to be intimidating, which has not worked as is evident by the “Space Cadet’s” complete look of boredom*
Kingsley: Charming. Now could you forget about our past in GIW for a second and listen to me?
*JK replies sarcastically*
JK: Oh yeah, I’m really going to forget about what happened to my wife at our wedding. Go back to your Stargate marathon Ziggy.
Kingsley: Look, I am not proud of what I did, I don’t believe in harming women. Besides I was aiming for you, and inadvertently knocked the priest into Jasmine.
*JK continues to glare at Kingsley*
Kingsley: Take it if you want, but I came to give you some advice. I know you are pissed off at Dylan James, but don’t let it get to your head. Remember, you are taking on a pretty strong guy in Nathan Korpi, don’t leave him out of the equation!
*JK is slightly confused now*
JK: Why the hell are you so interested in helping me out? We spent the better half of two months trying to kill each other.
Kingsley: Maybe because I’ve been watching your performances since I left the GIW all those months ago, and I believe you are the rightful GIW.com champion? Or maybe because I feel guilty about what happened to Jasmine and I want to amend the situation between us. Take your pick.
JK: Well, apology accepted I guess.....but to be clear, I still don’t trust you completely.
*JK goes back to attacking the punching bag*
Kingsley: How do you feel about me training you?
*JK stops hitting the bag and turns to face Kingsley*
JK: And here I thought that you could not get any more desperate to return to the GIW.
Kingsley: I am not here to make a return. I left the GIW under my own terms. I want to see you with a championship run, even if you can only last a week.
JK: Whatever man, I need all the training I can get at the moment.
*The scene fades down to JK and Kingsley watching a video of Korpi’s last match. Kingsley is shaking his head in disbelief of Calypso’s flinching, causing her to lose the match*
Vinegar: Korpi steps forward again, Calypso ducks. But it was a feint! Korpi easily reaches down and grabs hold of Desmona.
Hanson: Crash Course in Brain Surgery! Followed by a foot on the chest, 1 2 3!
Mitchell: Here is your winner, and still champion, NATHAAAAAN KOOOORPI!
Vinegar: A quick and impressive victory for The Nordic Horror, you have to admit that use of a fake charge showed another step forward for this rookie, who was already dangerous enough with only strength. As he gains more in-ring skills, it should only prove even more difficult to get that belt off of him.
Kingsley: She got careless... when he comes at you JK, I want you to hit him with a reversal move, duck if you need, but don’t duck constantly otherwise this’ll be your fate.
*Paul enters the room*
Paul: Hey JK I.......what the hell is he doing here?
JK: He’s helping me train man.
*Paul is sceptical about trusting Tim Kingsley*
Paul: You trust him after the shit he pulled on you?
JK: What’s the worst he’s gonna do, he retired man.
*The scene fades down again, this time coming back up to reveal JK standing alone in the middle of the GIW arena hours before they open the doors to the public, he is just standing in the ring, scoping out his surrounds, checking for areas where some interference may come and determining how to counter that if it ever comes up*
JK: So, tonight I get my shot again? Sweet. The GIW.com title, to me it’s like the Holy Grail. You know it’s there somewhere, it’s just always out of reach, or some unforseen event prevents you from claiming it. But tonight, tonight is when I finally make a big grab for the Holy Grail, and when I bring it back with me. I know I have said I would do this many times before, and each time I have blamed my loss on some form of unfortunate happenings. Truth is, I lacked focus most of the time; but no more. Tonight is when I reach the top of the mountain, where I can hold my head up high and say, I did it. DJ, you pissed off the wrong guy, I hate being cheated out of a win, and anyone who cheats me gets hurt. Don’t believe me? Just ask A.D.D. and Kingsley, I beat them down after they pissed me off, and both didn’t even return after I took them out.
*JK wipes the hair out of his face*
JK: I used to have some respect for you as a competitor, but seeing as you needed to cheat to get the win, then there is no respect anymore. I don’t care if you are really a Vampire that wants to kill itself, or if you are an extremist Goth who likes Twilight a little too much for his own good, I will beat you worse than anything else. Nate, I have nothing against you man, but I want to bring this title home, I want to be the youngest champ in GIW history, and the first Australian born champ in GIW history. I don’t expect you to go easy on me, and in return you can expect the same from me. I want to beat the champ during one of his better days; I also want to take out a big frustration in my life, being Dylan James. So you two had better get prepared for a war, because that is exactly what this match will be, a war. Three combustible elements thrown in the ring together, we each know the other could go off at any minute, and with a title added to the mix, well, to steal a line from WWE’s JR, business is about to pick up.
*JK walks over to the nearest turnbuckle, climbs up it, and sits on the top rope*
JK: Every story needs the hero, and tonight’s story will see the cyclone as the hero as he conquers the huge Nordic monster, and the un-dead twilight fan.
*The scene fades down to the backstage area where Kingsley is giving JK a last minute pep talk*
Kingsley: Ok, so when you get into the match....
JK: I won’t overly focus on James; I will give Nate acknowledgment as a competitor and pay attention to his movements during the match.
Kingsley: Good! And if Nate tries for the crash course in brain surgery?
JK: shift my body weight towards him, try to kick him in the face, or wrap my legs around his neck for a hurricanarana
Kingsley: Great! How about if James tries a roll up like he did last week?
JK: Roll through; he can’t get a good grip unless I am motionless for even a second.
Kingsley: Excellent!
*Storm front can be heard*
Kingsley: Now get out there, and KICK.....SOME.....ASS!!!!
JK: Will do mate!
*The scene fades to an end as JK leaves for the arena*
JK: There’s the asshole. ‘Scuse me for a sec, I got some unfinished business to attend to.
*JK picks up a nearby plastic food tray and gets up to chase down Owen. Once he is within range, JK takes a swing with the tray to Owen’s back, which connects with a loud BANG!*
Owen: Ow! What the hell was that for?
JK: You should bloody well know, how the hell could you miss Dylan James holding my tights?
Owen: I didn’t see it!
*BANG!*
Owen: OW! Stop it!
*BANG!*
JK: Not until I get a real explanation. You were right in front when DJ had to cheat to get the win!
*BANG!*
Owen: OW! O.K. O.K.! I’ll tell you why, just...just put the tray down.
*JK reluctantly drops the food tray which falls to the ground with a loud clattering noise*
JK: The tray is down, now give me the explanation.
Owen: My mind was too pre-occupied by Donovan being taken back by Calypso; I don’t want to see him fall back into.....whatever it was that he’s been going through these past couple of months. I just wanted to get the match over so I could try and talk him out of being with her.
*Paul can be heard laughing loudly at this point*
Paul: That is the WORST excuse I have ever heard! Hit him with the tray again!
JK: You know; I have a mind to do that.
*JK picks up the tray, positions it for another swing, causing Owen to flinch*
Hastings: Niglet!
Owen: Oh thank God!
*Owen bolts out of the door towards where the voice had come from. JK still looks as if he could break something. JK shouts out to the retreating Peterson*
JK: SAVED BY THE MASTER PETERSON! THIS HAPPENS AGAIN YOU WON’T BE SO FUCKING LUCKY!
*JK once again drops the tray before hearing a chuckle that is only familiar to him*
Guy behind JK: Ha, ha, haven’t changed since TWA man.
*JK spins around to see the man face to face*
JK: Good to see ya Ethan. How’s life at Cork station going?
Ethan: Mate, I thought we discussed this; I left the Droving business to come here. Gonna join the GIW as a wrestler.
*Paul and Jasmine are still sitting at the table, in utter confusion as to who this ‘Ethan’ guy is. JK notices and proceeds to introduce him*
JK: Jasmine, Paul, this is my cousin from outback Queensland, Ethan. He was the one I went and saw two weeks ago. Ethan, this is my wife Jasmine, currently carrying my unborn daughter, and my best friend Paul.
*The three make their greetings*
Ethan: So, Jasmine, how far along are you?
Jasmine: Six months in.
Ethan: And you two have thought of a name for her?
*jasmine smiles a bit*
Jasmine: Well, Jordan wants to name her Nicola, but I was thinking Katrina.
Ethan: Well that’d make her popular in New Orleans.
*Ethan laughs*
Ethan: Yeah, I make a lot of those jokes.
Paul: Wait a sec....I remember you!
*Ethan gives an almost amused look*
Paul: Weren’t you a ref in TWA?
Ethan: Yes, I was.
Paul: You were the one who gave us our first tag title reign!
*Ethan gives a small laugh again*
Ethan: I was waiting to see how long it’d take you to remember that. Well, I’d better head off to find a hotel for this week.
JK: Right mate, see you later.
*the scene changes to JK on the computer, checking out his Facebook page*
Jordan King’s Profile
Jordan King: Can’t wait for next Sunday, ‘nother title match!
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Amelia Duffy: ZOMG JK! Good luck!
Ethan King: Ha-ha, mate, have a feeling you’ll do well.
Jordan King: Thanks guys! Hoping to bring the title back home!
Jordan King: Ha! Suck it biatch!
Jordan King has beaten Rhys Kelly’s score on Cube-field
Jordan scored 35,780pts on Cube-field, beating Rhys’ score of 30,890pts
Jacquelyn Montgomery: Hi JK, thanks for the add!
I can’t believe Owen missed DJ holding your tights!
I was soooo angry at that! Hope you win next week!
Jordan King: G’day Jacquelyn. Well you added me as a friend,
I’m not one to ignore a fans add.
Yeah it was kinda annoying, but the issue is
kinda smoothed out now. Thanks for the well wishes!
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Paul Cockatoo: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! They took away the nude news show!
Jordan King: Bound to happen man. I mean come on, as if some
Christian sensor group would have let that one go on unnoticed.
Paul Cockatoo: But still.....No more boobies on the news!
Jordan King: Unless Paris Hilton exposes herself on video again.
Paul Cockatoo: Urgh! Don’t remind me of that!
Jordan King: Hates Owen for that miss yesterday...
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Max Lewis: That was bloody annoying!
Zac Elliman: another attempt to get the damn twilight fans
in, give the win to the fucking vampire...
Jordan King: Zac, GIW isn’t pre-determined in that way, we
just make sure the moves aren’t overly dangerous.
*Soon Jasmine comes into the room*
Jasmine: Hey Jordan, what are you doing?
JK: Just checking my Facebook. I get a lot of comments from fans and stuff, heaps of well wishing for the title match this week, had to respond to em.
*Jasmine takes a quick glance at the computer screen before a quick smirk forms on her face as she points out the comment left on JK’s home page by Paul*
Jasmine: And discussing nude news with Paul I see....
*JK turns and stares at where Jasmine is pointing before laughing*
JK: That was something Paul left on my page, I can’t stop him from writing that stuff.
Jasmine: I guess that’s true.
JK: So how’re you holding up?
Jasmine: Well, I’m 6 months pregnant, my back is killing me, and I’m puking like crazy, but apart from that, I’m doing fine.
*both JK and Jasmine laugh at the joke*
Jasmine: Hey, are you done on the computer? I want to get on Twitter if that’s fine.
JK: Yeah, I’m done here.
*JK logs off Facebook and heads out into the lounge room to play Guitar Hero 5 on the Xbox 360 live. He scrolls down the list of friends of his online before coming onto Enigmas name, who had just logged on. JK clicks on his name before typing*
Cyclone: Hey man, give you a play off in GH5?
Enigma: What song?
Cyclone: Smells like teen spirit.
Enigma: Sure man
*JK and Enigma play the song, battling each other for four minutes and 45 seconds before JK launches a string of attacks causing Enigma to falter enough to bring his meter down to the bottom of the red zone, giving JK the win*
Enigma: Ok, that was just lucky man.
JK: Ha-ha! I had you from the beginning. Why did you think I was storing the battle power?
Enigma: Whatever dude. G2G, good luck in the title match this week mate.
JK: Thanks, Cya.
*The scene fades down to Nick’s weight centre, where JK is hitting the punching bag with punches, forearm shots, and kicks. He continues giving the punching bag everything he’s got that he doesn’t even realise an old nemesis walk through the doors*
Nemesis: *Clears throat* JK!
*JK turns around before staring at the man in complete disgust*
JK: What the fuck do you want Kingsley.
*JK gives a quick round-house kick to the punching bag in a means to be intimidating, which has not worked as is evident by the “Space Cadet’s” complete look of boredom*
Kingsley: Charming. Now could you forget about our past in GIW for a second and listen to me?
*JK replies sarcastically*
JK: Oh yeah, I’m really going to forget about what happened to my wife at our wedding. Go back to your Stargate marathon Ziggy.
Kingsley: Look, I am not proud of what I did, I don’t believe in harming women. Besides I was aiming for you, and inadvertently knocked the priest into Jasmine.
*JK continues to glare at Kingsley*
Kingsley: Take it if you want, but I came to give you some advice. I know you are pissed off at Dylan James, but don’t let it get to your head. Remember, you are taking on a pretty strong guy in Nathan Korpi, don’t leave him out of the equation!
*JK is slightly confused now*
JK: Why the hell are you so interested in helping me out? We spent the better half of two months trying to kill each other.
Kingsley: Maybe because I’ve been watching your performances since I left the GIW all those months ago, and I believe you are the rightful GIW.com champion? Or maybe because I feel guilty about what happened to Jasmine and I want to amend the situation between us. Take your pick.
JK: Well, apology accepted I guess.....but to be clear, I still don’t trust you completely.
*JK goes back to attacking the punching bag*
Kingsley: How do you feel about me training you?
*JK stops hitting the bag and turns to face Kingsley*
JK: And here I thought that you could not get any more desperate to return to the GIW.
Kingsley: I am not here to make a return. I left the GIW under my own terms. I want to see you with a championship run, even if you can only last a week.
JK: Whatever man, I need all the training I can get at the moment.
*The scene fades down to JK and Kingsley watching a video of Korpi’s last match. Kingsley is shaking his head in disbelief of Calypso’s flinching, causing her to lose the match*
Vinegar: Korpi steps forward again, Calypso ducks. But it was a feint! Korpi easily reaches down and grabs hold of Desmona.
Hanson: Crash Course in Brain Surgery! Followed by a foot on the chest, 1 2 3!
Mitchell: Here is your winner, and still champion, NATHAAAAAN KOOOORPI!
Vinegar: A quick and impressive victory for The Nordic Horror, you have to admit that use of a fake charge showed another step forward for this rookie, who was already dangerous enough with only strength. As he gains more in-ring skills, it should only prove even more difficult to get that belt off of him.
Kingsley: She got careless... when he comes at you JK, I want you to hit him with a reversal move, duck if you need, but don’t duck constantly otherwise this’ll be your fate.
*Paul enters the room*
Paul: Hey JK I.......what the hell is he doing here?
JK: He’s helping me train man.
*Paul is sceptical about trusting Tim Kingsley*
Paul: You trust him after the shit he pulled on you?
JK: What’s the worst he’s gonna do, he retired man.
*The scene fades down again, this time coming back up to reveal JK standing alone in the middle of the GIW arena hours before they open the doors to the public, he is just standing in the ring, scoping out his surrounds, checking for areas where some interference may come and determining how to counter that if it ever comes up*
JK: So, tonight I get my shot again? Sweet. The GIW.com title, to me it’s like the Holy Grail. You know it’s there somewhere, it’s just always out of reach, or some unforseen event prevents you from claiming it. But tonight, tonight is when I finally make a big grab for the Holy Grail, and when I bring it back with me. I know I have said I would do this many times before, and each time I have blamed my loss on some form of unfortunate happenings. Truth is, I lacked focus most of the time; but no more. Tonight is when I reach the top of the mountain, where I can hold my head up high and say, I did it. DJ, you pissed off the wrong guy, I hate being cheated out of a win, and anyone who cheats me gets hurt. Don’t believe me? Just ask A.D.D. and Kingsley, I beat them down after they pissed me off, and both didn’t even return after I took them out.
*JK wipes the hair out of his face*
JK: I used to have some respect for you as a competitor, but seeing as you needed to cheat to get the win, then there is no respect anymore. I don’t care if you are really a Vampire that wants to kill itself, or if you are an extremist Goth who likes Twilight a little too much for his own good, I will beat you worse than anything else. Nate, I have nothing against you man, but I want to bring this title home, I want to be the youngest champ in GIW history, and the first Australian born champ in GIW history. I don’t expect you to go easy on me, and in return you can expect the same from me. I want to beat the champ during one of his better days; I also want to take out a big frustration in my life, being Dylan James. So you two had better get prepared for a war, because that is exactly what this match will be, a war. Three combustible elements thrown in the ring together, we each know the other could go off at any minute, and with a title added to the mix, well, to steal a line from WWE’s JR, business is about to pick up.
*JK walks over to the nearest turnbuckle, climbs up it, and sits on the top rope*
JK: Every story needs the hero, and tonight’s story will see the cyclone as the hero as he conquers the huge Nordic monster, and the un-dead twilight fan.
*The scene fades down to the backstage area where Kingsley is giving JK a last minute pep talk*
Kingsley: Ok, so when you get into the match....
JK: I won’t overly focus on James; I will give Nate acknowledgment as a competitor and pay attention to his movements during the match.
Kingsley: Good! And if Nate tries for the crash course in brain surgery?
JK: shift my body weight towards him, try to kick him in the face, or wrap my legs around his neck for a hurricanarana
Kingsley: Great! How about if James tries a roll up like he did last week?
JK: Roll through; he can’t get a good grip unless I am motionless for even a second.
Kingsley: Excellent!
*Storm front can be heard*
Kingsley: Now get out there, and KICK.....SOME.....ASS!!!!
JK: Will do mate!
*The scene fades to an end as JK leaves for the arena*
