You find yourself a poet.
I wouldn't even know it.
But you want to belittle me?
Your comments fall into the sea.
I'll show you how harsh I really am.
Powerful enough to raise a little sand
Like Hendrix on the guitar--
I'll blow you away, send you afar.
Know my name as the Kool One
Ready to pounce upon you, my son...

...you're done.
Bank on it!!

~ + ~

Kid Kool is driving through the city in a red Porsche with white stripes. He's STILL wearing his Santa hat, feeling in the spirit a few days after the fact. He's cranking up "Careless Whisper", in rememberance of the late, great George Michael... Snow has settled upon the ground, and the breeze of Winter is flowing through the air. Kid smiles brightly, feeling as if he has a win on lock come Savage... when suddenly, a beep signals that he has a new promo to check out on the XWF live stream.

Kid hits a red button on the dash, and a screen pops up... it's the WitchDoctor, Bear Braddock. Kid checks out the whole video, and begins to chuckle toward the end. He presses the dash button again, causing the screen to return into its carriage. Kool's smile gleams even brighter now that he's seen what his opponent has to bring to the table... "Bear, let me say something real quick... WHAT...in the absolute FUCK, was that? For one, I cannot for the life of me understand half the shit you said. For another, poetry? You're comin' at me with WEAK sauce poetry, really? Fine, how about this--

"I know something you don't know
I see the wicked lies you sow
I see the boat you try to row
But you get lost in the waters of my flow
Your ass is grass...
...and I'm about to mow-you-DOWN.
Bitch.

"Seriously, this isn't some kind of writing competition, this is WRESTLING. You may as well just call it in and give me the forfeit win cuz you are W.E.A.K., on the real. Sometimes you sound like some two-bit, state fair psychic... is that on purpose, or is it a speech impediment? But you know... you're not terrible. I've seen worse, I've faced worse, and you're not the worst. You're also DEFINITELY not the best, and I have a sure-shot victory coming my way.

"On the other hand, I can never count out anyone. I thought I had it all set against your boy, Josh.0, but I was surprised in the end. He pulled out a bit of an upset, and he took home his first win. But a bit of a pro-tip; With every loss, I become better, I learn, I apply the lessons I've gained to my next opponent. I'm not gonna completely write you off... But I won't be surprised if my hand is the one that's held up come Saturday..."

~ + ~

So we're doing poetry?
How about a little emoetry?
Casting my blade into the sea
A red, red ocean flowing from me
The name's Broken Hart, and I'm dark to the core
My rhymes are at least better than the WitchDoctor bore
So if you want me to cast a spell upon you--
Just ask me to do, that voodoo I do...
So well.

~ + ~

Kid Kool arrives at his Winter lodge, where Christina is sitting outside sipping from a warm mug of hot chocolate... "Hiii!! How was your trip to the gym?"

KK: Awesome! Did some crunches, some pull-ups, hit the weights... not too shabby. How's you?

Nash: Ohh, I dunno. I'm thinking we should spend more time together, one on one. Our new 'family' has kinda been standing in the way... I love them, but I want more time with you. >__<

KK: Christy, say no more. Let's head out to town and catch a concert... Ratt is back together and they're rockin' the Lucky Star Casino!!

Nash: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! Let's do it!! Baby, you're the greatest!! ^__^ <3

KK: YOU ARE!! XD

Nash: EAT ME OUT LIKE YOU'RE POLISHIN' OFF A BIG OL' PLATE OF SPAGHETTI~!!

KK: HELLZ YEAH, wait what? o__O

Nash: STICK A RAT IN MY--

*STATIC*

This here's a lil piece ah Snow-etry
Y'all know I kick it big, fuck that 'emoetry'
Ya think our family's motive is a joke?
Kid Kool's gonna blow you away like coke!
I got my hooks in a man named Cain
Goin' at a guy like that might make me insane
But I got his number, and I'm derailin' his train...
...'fore Kid Kool sinks a bullet in the back of Bear's brain!!
Braddock, The Kool Wind Blows,
Bringin' ya closer than close--

--To the end of your career,
We're the ones you fear,
TRUST. See you in the obituaries, BITCH!!

~ + ~

We find Kid Kool and Christina Nash moshing at the local Ratt show. Kid glances at the camera with a smile on his face-- "I'm ready to stake my claim as a true rising star in the XWF, and so are you. If you got the guts to step into the ring with me, I can guarantee you the fight of your life. Braddock... I'm ready. You're ready. Let's rock and roll!!"



I will meet you at Savage Saturday
The Kool Kidz on my side
I want you to face me at your best
So we can take the fans on one helluva ride
You're not the best there is, you're not the best there was
You cannot run, you cannot hide
I'll show you the best of me
Bringing the best of you outside
From within yourself
Wear it as a symbol of pride
Show the world all you've got
And I'll show the same
And if you lose on Saturday...

...you'll have yourself to blame.

I'm not some punk rookie
Who doesn't know his way around the ring
Show me your fire, show me your desire
Show me everything you bring.
Cuz in the end, you must bring it all
If you want to fulfill your childhood dream

We all wish to be stars in the sky...
...But not all wishes come true.

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