Mr. Kennedy.........Kennedy

Fusion
Singles Match
Mr. Kennedy & JBL -vs.- C.M. Punk & Hardcore Holly
ROLEPLAY # 1/1

I N T R O D U C T I O N
MR. KENNEDY......KENNEDY

Damn. A loss...so soon? Why? His second match back and it had resulted in a three count, not a false three count but a complete....entire...no cheating involved...three count...? Depression hit in, his big return was supposed to be what it was, a big return, he should have had a title belt by then...but no...instead he was suffering losses from the lines of guys like Shelton Benjamin, who wouldn’t last NEARLY as long as him in the business and neither was he born for the role. Shelton Benjamin had grown up to learn how to survive...Ken Kennedy had been brought up as an athlete, the center of attention, the main event, and it was his ultimate role as a WIW superstar to be in the main event. At least, that’s what his role was in his heart and in his eyes. A win was depressing and huge let down...not to mention another thing for Ken to dampen his mood.

S c e ne O n e- - There’s A Reason Ken!

The scene slowly opens to the quiet locker room of Ken Kennedy. In normal occasions after a Fusion event, Ken is particularly happy, yelling, boasting or at some points even singing. But that Fusion was not the case. His confidence level had risen up above the charts and unfortunately it had been far too much for him to control. In result, Shelton Benjamin in his match against him on Fusion had gotten the win...cleanly. The fact of the loss was too much for Ken to live with and it was this reason why he sat in his locker room, alone, and quiet. He sat staring at the wall, sitting on a steel chair with his legs facing the back. He rested his chin on the back of the chair and just stared at the wall, infixed with it as if it was going to move and he wanted to be there to catch it. No sound was uttered at that moment in time as he stared, his eyes drooping from being so tired. He was in street clothes at the time and he cuddled in his sweatshirt that was just the perfect size that zipped up in the front.
There was a slight drumming at the door and Ken raised his head from allowing his chin to rest on the back of the chair.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I’m not in the mood right now to talk...
The door slowly opens anyway and in steps Paul Heyman with a slight smirk on his face.
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: Ken...how you holding up?
Paul comes forward and pats Ken on the back before Ken gets up and paces over to the other side of the room, approaching the wall he had been staring at.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I’m just not in the mood right now to talk...about anything...Paul...
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: You can’t let a loss get you down Ken...it was you know good to get it over with...now we can pick up that winning streak!
Ken turns away from the wall and turns to Paul, putting his hands on his hips and sighing loudly.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Do you not get it Paul? I don’t feel like talking...conversing...or exchanging any thoughts with you. I don’t want to send you a text message, leave you a voicemail, look you up on that pathetic site called myspace, write you a letter, type you an e-mail, send off a telegram, write you a note, perform sign language, provide brail, or give you my instant messenger...I’m tired...I’m aggravated...and I want you to leave my locker room. Paul swallowed loudly and nodded, putting his hands up in defense and then slowly turning to walk out of the room. Ken nodded slowly and settled back in the chair, the proper way this time. He took off his shoe and chucked it against the wall only to get up and put it back on. He sighed monstrously and the someone knocked on the door again. He sighed heavily and before he could answer the door slowly crept open and there stood Melina, smiling from ear to ear at him.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: KEN! Oh my godddd did you see me out there? I was spectacular...taught them bitches who’s in charge.
She came over to him and let her hands wrap around his head before placing a kiss on his cheek and forehead and let a hand run down his chest. She frowned slightly as he barely uttered any response to her word or her touch.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Ken...baby did you see me out there?
He nodded in a lying fashion and walked back over to the chair, allowing her to sit down on his lap he leaned back and wrapped his arms around her.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Of course...of course...
Melina, as most knew, was a self-centered woman, who cared mostly only for herself. The only other person in the world that she cared for was the man who was holding her at that moment and whenever he was upset...she was too. No matter how much joy it brought her to be able to destroy the likes of the divas on Fusion, seeing Ken so depressed dampened her mood.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: ...you lost didn’t you?
He slowly nodded and sighed again, shaking his head from left to right.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I wasn’t supposed to lose Mel...I had it all inside my head...I can even replay the match right now...I know where my mistakes were and I knew what to do then, but something STOPPED me...a delayed reaction or something...
He let her get to her feet as he got up from the chair and paced toward the wall again.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I can’t even explain it...
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: It’s just ring rust Ken...it’ll come off...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: It should be GONE by now...I should have had that victory, I should be the one that should be going further and further up the ladder of success. But no. I’m going down...down...and down some more...it’s utter bullshit. I physically...mentally...trained for that match and to FREEZE like that wasn’t right...no...it shouldn’t have happened!
Melina could see him getting hot headed quick and she kissed him gently on the cheek to cool him down a bit. He groans and sits down on the chair again before letting Melina come over to his side again. She placed her hands on his shoulders and looked straight into his eyes.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: There’s a reason for this Ken...
He raised his head slightly.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Yea? Yea you tell me what that is...
Melina shrugs and nods and smiles.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: There’s a reason why...Shelton got this win, because you know... his talent is limited. He’s going to rise too quick and he’s going to hit a roadblock...simple.
Ken shrugs but Melina continues.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: There’s a reason for everything Ken...remember? Do you remember what that reason was?
He frowns strongly and Melina smiles.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Because you’re the future of this industry...and you’ll be at the top...eventually...just not right now.
He smiles and gets to his feet; it made him smile that she had actually listened to him the other day when he had been going on and on about how great he was. He encased her head in his hands and just stared into her eyes for a moment before
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Do you know your match for next week yet?
He shakes his head no and lets her head sink to his chest.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: No I’m pretty sure Paul will know though soon enough, I better get the win though, whoever I’m facing.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Yea you BETTER...I can’t have a loser boyfriend.
Ken’s mouth opens in shock and she smiles which causes one to splatter on his own face. The scene slowly closes as Ken holds her in his arms, bathing in the silence.

S c e ne T w o- - You’re My Partner...
As Ken walked out of the locker room with Melina in hand they both ran into Paul Heyman who was standing outside of the locker room, gabbing on his cell phone. Paul looks to Melina who smirks to him slightly and Paul looks at Ken in surprise to see him in a better mood.
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: Feel better Ken?
Ken nods slowly and sighs heavily.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Kinda...but me and Mel are going to go out tonight I think...just to relax...get my mind off of things...in a few days the old me will be back...that fire...and I’ll be ready for another week!
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: But Ken...we have a few things to go over...you know business oriented...plus we have to talk to your partner for next week before he leaves...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Paul...I’ve made my decision that I’m going out tonight...period.
Ken was about to step past Paul before stopping abruptly.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Wait...partner? Paul...I thought we agreed that...I wanted SINGLES matches....SINGLE....
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: Apparently Teddy Long wasn’t impressed with your loss, and he thinks that it’d be better for you if you were exposed in the tag team division...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I don’t need to be EXPOSED to anything, I’ve already perfected it all. It’s not like I’m some rookie at this...
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: Well that’s what we got...your partner is..
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Don’t even tell me Paul...we’ll talk about ALL of this...tomorrow maybe? Come on Mel..
He steps to the side of Heyman but Mel pulls back slightly.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: I gotta talk to Heyman for a second...
Ken frowns strongly and he shrugs before kissing her gently on the lips and pulling away.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I’ll meet you in the parking lot.
Melina nods as Ken walks off down the hall.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: I told you I could calm him down...
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: I don’t know how you did it...
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: I guess you do need me around here huh?
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: What do you mean Melina?
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Well...Paul...I’ve noticed that you’re not all that thrilled with Ken’s move to Fusion. For one you thought Fusion was inferior and that I would be a distraction to Ken...
Heyman didn’t respond at first but then spoke up.
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: Well, of course he’d be distracted by you Melina...you’re quite an attractive woman.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Duh...that’s not the point. If you didn’t have me Heyman, Ken wouldn’t be in the tip top shape that he is...he’ll get his win next week and it won’t be because of you, it’ll be because of me.
Paul Heyman\\Creative Mastermind//: What are you getting at Melina?
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: What I’m getting at is that maybe it’s not ME...that Ken doesn’t need around here Heyman...I mean you got him a tag match? What is that? If I wasn’t wrestling my own career I’d be able to take your spot instantly. If I were you...I’d step up your game...just a notch.
Melina smiles evilly and shrugs her shoulders.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: See ya...PAUL!
She smirks and walks off down the hallway. We follow her as we see Heyman in the background, frowning strenuously. The scene cuts outside to Kennedy in the parking lot, looking at the fans yelling his name. He ignored them except for the occasional fake smile and let out a heavy sigh of relief to see Melina coming from the back. He kept the door open for her and slinked in after, her shutting the door and yelling at the driver to get out of the lot as fast as possible.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Any good clubs or bars around here?
Fred\\The Limo Driver//: One up the street, I’ve heard good things.
Ken nods the go ahead and presses a button on the side to force the window between the driver and the two WIW superstars to close.
Melina yawns loudly and lets her head fall to Ken’s chest.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: HEY HEY NOW...no falling asleep...we’re going to have FUN tonight...okay?
He lifts her chin a bit, letting his fingers dwell there before stealing a kiss and causing her only to let her head fall back to his chest. He shakes his head as the limousine slowly slows to a stop at a stop light. Within a few moments the whole car shuddered greatly, causing Melina to fall to the floor. Ken laughs loudly at her and grabs her hand to help her back up. Ken presses the button down and gives the driver a “what the fuck” look before the driver opens the door. Ken looks out the back window to see another limousine smashed on the back of theirs. Ken’s eyes bulge slightly and he rolls his eyes, deciding it was the driver’s responsibility to take care of everything. Ken clears his throat as a few moments turned to minutes, and a few minutes turned to ten. Reluctantly Ken makes a movement toward the door and just as suddenly he hears if someone was being thrown up against the back of the limousine.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Stay in the car.
He directed this to Melina strongly before getting out quickly, locking the doors as he went. As he walked to the back of the car he rolled up he sleeves and was shocked to see none other than John Bradshawn Layfield standing there, with his very own limousine driver slammed against the back window of the limousine.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: JBL? What the hell you doing?
Ken stands there for a few moments as JBL, his hands on the man’s collar, looks over to reveal it is Ken approaching.
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Ken...Kennedy...Ken?
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Umm yea...mind getting your hands off my limo driver?
JBL takes a look at the man he was holding and brushes him off before letting him go. The much smaller limousine driver hurries to Ken’s side. Ken rolls his eyes before directing his attention to JBL.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: You’re not drunk right JBL?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: I know when I’m drunk and now...is not one of those times...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Okay good. So then why did you just attack my driver?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: He said a few choice words that’s all...pressed a few buttons.
JBL gives the guy a nasty look before the limo driver darts behind Ken for further hiding.
Ken shrugs his shoulders giving JBL a sly smirk before trying to analyze the damage from the limousine.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I’m sure the two limousine companies...can work something out. But I totally understand...words...pressing a few wrong buttons.
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Probably not...people are too dim witted to settle things out on their own...and I’m glad you understand Ken, I always thought you were a bright guy.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: You know it...
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: I hope this means we’re going to be on good terms for our match on Fusion next week?
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Match next week? I’m fighting you?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: No, no, tagging with me...against two no talent individuals...what’s their faces...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I’m sure it doesn’t matter...John...may I call you John?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Usually I only answer to the wrestling GOD...but today I’m going to give you a pass...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I’m Mr. Kennedy...I DESERVE a pass...
Both men smile before Ken proceeds.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Are you sure you don’t remember who we’re up against?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Shoot...well I do remember that straightedge guy...damn....M. C....
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Punk?
Ken smiled and laughed loudly, clapping his hands together.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: I have Punk’s number...once upon a time I beat him one-two-three in the ring and let me tell you he was a sack of shit...who else?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: I already knew he was a sack of shit...as you put it...everyone is compared to JBL....
Ken stops chewing on his gum for a moment before JBL quickly continues.
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Other than you...of course...that was a given...
Ken smiles again as JBL continues after covering up his slip up.
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: It’s another guy...who’s hardcore...not sure about the straight-edge though. Come to think of it...it’s the guy who’s hair is very similar to yours...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: You can’t beat my hair JBL...I bleach this every few weeks, come on now.
Ken runs his hand forward over the top of it as both men ponder over who it was they were thinking about.
Fred\\The Limo Driver//: Hardcore Holly?
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Hey shut up! You’re not permitted into the conversation...
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Yea uh...why are you even out here man? Why...were you spying on our conversation? Shouldn’t you be calling the police to get this handled...go talk to JBL’s driver...yea...go do that...
Ken intimidated the driver by stepping close to him and he smiled in enjoyment as the man scurried over to the other limousine.
Ken laughs again before seeing out of the corner of his eye the figure of Melina coming out of the Melina. She frowns slightly as she sees JBL there.
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Lookie there, Ken Kennedy is dating Melina Perez.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: How did you not know that?
JBL shrugs slightly.
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Excuse me for not being indulged in your life.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: But anyway...about our match JBL....Mel...it’s me and JBL versus CM Punk and Hardcore Holly...good times right!
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: It’ll be a piece of cake, we don’t even need to prepare.
Melina Perez\\Queen of The World//: Ken, I thought you needed a relaxation night tonight...can we get a taxi or something to the hotel or to the club we were planning on going to?
Ken nods slowly.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: After hearing how easy that match is going to be next week, I’m really looking forward to it actually.
Within an instant another limousine pulls up to the side of the road.
Jack\\Limousine Driver Number 2//: I can take you Mr. And Mrs. Kennedy...
The driver had evidently been called up by the other who was sitting in JBL’s limousine...fearing a simple glance from either WiW Superstar. To the man’s words Melina smiles slightly while Ken pauses, looking to her and then chuckles gently before gently pushing on her back, urging her to get in the car.
Ken Kennedy\\WiW’S Loudmouth//: Nice talking to you JBL...I hope you get things worked out here with this whole limousine thing..
JBL\\The Wrestling...GOD!//: Oh I will boy! I’ll see you at Fusion where we will no doubt...KICK..ASS!
Ken nods and shakes JBL’s hand before turning his back and slinking into the limousine and shutting the door. The scene slowly fades away as JBL is left on the curb and Ken’s limousine pulls into traffic.

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