Our scene opens as we pan around the parking lot of The Hustle House, K-Money’s gym and home base of his wrestling school. We then cut inside where the camera continues to pan around the large facility. On one side of the gym there are two rings set up where it appears they that two different wrestling classes are going on at the same time. Towards the middle of the gym we find all of the workout equipment that you’d expect to see. Then when the camera reaches the other side of the gym we find two more rings, each being used by boxers for sparring matches. However even with everything that’s going on, our attention is drawn towards the back of the gym where we see a familiar sight. We zoom in on K-Money like we’ve found him many times in the past, working on his punches. K-Money rocks the cobra reflex bag with a right, moves his head to avoid the recoil, and then smashes it with his left. K-Money just keeps repeating this process with no wasted motion like he’s some kind of machine. It’s no wonder that he makes it look effortless though, outside of wrestling boxing was always his sanctuary. Some people wonder how far he could have climbed if he hadn’t gotten his license pulled when he was young and stupid. K-Money doesn’t think about that though, all he thinks about is how sweet the sound of his glove hitting the bag sounds and how much sweeter it’s going to make his fist hitting his opponent’s face sound. Suddenly in the middle of his workout K-Money stops dead in his tracks and peers across the gym. The entire gym quickly goes quiet and stops dead in their tracks as well. That’s when we see Sabrina Carter with every pair of eyes in the gym on her as she walks towards K-Money in a black dress and heels.

K-Money: YO! I will Thanos one of you motherfuckas over my lady real quick, just keep that in mind.

The action around the gym immediately goes back to business as usual. Sabrina shakes her head as she finally walks up to K-Money.

Sabrina: Is somebody jealous.

K-Money: Nah, I just thought I’d cut them off before they actually thought that they had a chance and I had to break somebody’s face.

Sabrina: Like what happened in Belize?

K-Money: Exactly like what happened in Belize.

Sabrina: Hey, you should be happy that your wife is a cougar.

K-Money: Oh I am, it’s these motherfuckas who need to get put back in their place I have a problem with. Now you normally don’t come down here so what’s up?

Sabrina: Have you seen the news?

K-Money: What did Trump do now?

Sabrina: No, the XWF news.

K-Money: Nope.

K-Money takes his gloves off and grabs a towel out of the duffel bag behind him before tossing the gloves in.

Sabrina: They keep announcing people who weren’t better than you, aren’t better than you, and will never be better than you as Hall of Legends inductees.

K-Money: Eh…

K-Money drapes the duffel bag over his shoulder and wipes himself down with the towel as he starts walking towards the back of the gym. Sabrina follows him with a frustrated look on her face.

Sabrina: Eh? That’s all you want to say is eh? You should have been in that Hall of Legends a long time ago. You even used to make jokes about how you much of a farce the whole thing was.

K-Money: That’s because it was, but I’m not sweating that place. The XWF is the LEAST of my worries.

K-Money reaches a large office at the back of the gym with his name on it and pushes the door open and steps inside. Sabrina continues to follow right after him.

Sabrina: You deserve it though!

K-Money: You’re right, I do but the XWF isn’t going to make me or break me. People already know how good I was, I don’t need some fucking induction to vouch for me. I’ve already got hundreds of classic matches out there on video that can do that for me.

Sabrina: I guess so, but it’s still not right.

K-Money: You know what, I’ve changed my mind. I’m absolutely devastated about this whole XWF Hall of Legends thing. So much so that I think the only thing that can cheer me up is some office sex.

Sabrina: What? No, we’re not doing that here.

K-Money: Aw come on, remember when I first bought this place and we broke it in?.

Sabrina: That was different, nobody was here.

K-Money: We haven’t done anything freaky in public in a while.

Sabrina: What about the hotel balcony in Rio.

K-Money: That was TWO WEEKS ago.

Sabrina: Okay, but I hope you aren’t expecting me to be quiet.

K-Money: Do I ever?

K-Money drops the duffel bag before shutting and locking the office door. Next he walks over and grabs Sabrina then starts kissing his way up her neck. He stops and hovers over her ear breathing onto it ever so slightly then nibbling on her earlobe. Before he can even react Sabrina is jumping into his arms and kissing him passionately. K-Money carries her over to his desk and throws her on top of it. Just as he gets ready to climb on top of her, the phone rings.

Sabrina: Shouldn’t you get that?

K-Money: Nope, that’s what assistants are for.

The phone keeps ringing as K-Money goes back to kissing Sabrina. The phone finally stops and K-Money moves his hands Sabrina’s body while slowly dropping down until her legs are on his shoulders. That’s when there’s a knock at the door.

K-Money: Go the fuck away I’m about to eat.

Voice: Boss I think you should take this call.

K-Money: Tell them I’ll call them back.

Voice: Boss, no, I really think you should take this call it’s the XWF.

Sabrina: Answer it!

K-Money: I’M HUNGRY!

Sabrina: You can eat later, answer it!

K-Money: God damn it. Aight man, I got it.

K-Money sits down at the chair behind the desk and gets ready to answer the phone. Sabrina sits up on the desk waiting to hear what’s going down as K-Money puts the call on speaker phone.

K-Money: This is Money.

Voice: K, it’s James Raven. I’m going to keep this short and sweet. September 1st, XWF XX, the show 20 years in the making. The XWF is finally putting you into the Hall of Legends.

K-Money: It’s about damn time.

James Raven: Yeah, that’s about the response I expected. Stoic until the end….

Sabrina lets out a scream of excitement.

James Raven: Or not.

K-Money: Sorry James, that was the wife. She has never had good... Volume control.

James Raven: Ha! Well look, fly out the whole family. This is your moment, enjoy it.

K-Money: You know I will.

James Raven: Alright K, see you at XX.

K-Money: Peace.

K-Money hangs up the phone and sits there while Sabrina is jumping around the room hardly able to contain herself.

Sabrina: You’re In!

K-Money: Not yet, but get your ass back up on this desk because I’m about to be.

Fade to black.



The Legendary Hustla


So, I'm the afterthought on my team huh? Well that's different, it has been years since I've been in a position where people weren't lining up in order to give me their best shot. I've got to hand it to you Shane, I didn't believe it. I thought that me absolutely bitch slapping the Reboot Era to the point where there were jokes being made that I couldn't lose would be able to overcome their love for you Shane. I thought that me being a former Universal Champion might actually ping their radar a bit. I gave them way too much credit. I mean shit, I won four of my titles including the Universal Title without T-Money or any stable affiliation. Yet Cent actually said that I couldn't hack it on my own. So, you won the bet Shane, they really are that fucking stupid. Plus I'm not even sure that was the real Centurion, he was always robotic but did he always talk like there was a glitch in his programming?

(08-25-2019, 04:57 AM)Centurion Said: For as much as people talk shit about me and joining different factions, it’s something Money did aa lot. He would never be on his own – he couldn’t hack it.

What in the AA beep boop fuck? I think we've got ourselves a virus in the XWF Matrix. But besides your glitch problems Cent, let's tackle that statement. The Bloodhounds, Fugitives of Sanity which was full of Bloodhound members, my work as Shane's hired muscle and what else? Go ahead, I'll wait. Actually Nah homie I won't because I already know the answer. You're full of shit. You also tried to JOIN one of the factions I was in so you kinda don't have a leg to stand on there do ya Cent?


Now at James Raven's post Warfare media cal he had this to say. "K isn’t worried about being liked, he never has been." As you can tell, he couldn’t be more right because whether you love me or you hate me, my skill is un-fucking-deniable. That’s exactly why my career more closely resembles that of a mercenary for hire than it does a good little soldier who dedicated his life to fighting in the XWF Army. I don’t give a fuck about you, what matters is what’s best for me. All of that Hustla shit wasn’t just for show, that’s what I lived. My only concern was where the next pay day was coming from so I was always in and out of the XWF taking my talents to whoever was offering the most money. Oh LAW is backing up a Brinks truck to my house? Better head that way. Dynasty Wrestling, shit why not? Oh, now CCWF is making a comeback? Shane’s checks always clear. PWE, wait, ya’ll let Christian Connolly run a wrestling federation? Fuck it, house nigga money spends just like everybody else’s. That is what my career was, me hopping from federation to federation. In all actuality I have no business being in a hall of legends, a hall of fame, or whatever the fuck else the alphabet soup of federations I’ve been in want to call theirs. So, that jealousy monster that crawled out of Centurion’s pussy during his promo is absolutely right. Well kinda right anyway. I shouldn’t be in them, I have no business being in them but the fact of the matter is, I fucking deserve to be in them. See, you can jump from one federation to another as much as you’d like but in order for them to keep throwing money at, you actually have to live up to the hype. That is what I did each and every time. That is also why the mere mention of my name is enough to turn Centurion’s stomach. Obviously not as much as Shane's name but I do pretty well for myself. All the time Cent's old ass dedicated to grinding away in the XWF but who was always higher in the XWF Top 50? Who was a Universal Champion and who wasn’t? Who is the one people always pick to win each and every time we face off against each other. ME BITCH, THAT’S ALL ME!


I love it, I fucking love it. The only way I could get more under this muthfuckas skin is if we did some Nikolas Cage and John Travolta Face Off shit. But let’s be real here, who in their right mind would trade faces with Centurion? Freddy Kruger maybe? Even that is pretty iffy. Oh, and while we’re on the topic of trading, who in their right mind would trade my career for his. Survey says, NOBODY! I mean Centurion's face, third world country but Centurion's skills? Also third world country. Face it Cent, you stuck with XWF through thick and thin, you were married to it. So, how ironic is it that when people compare the two of us in the fed you’re married to, they consider me the best man. For Christ sake Cent, YOU’RE COMPETING THERE FULL TIME NOW! You literally said in a promo a couple weeks ago that you have something to prove to this new generation of XWF. Key point there, you still have something to prove. All the time you spent in the XWF and you still have something to prove? Cent, you already proved it nigga. No matter how many generations go by, you will NEVER be the Universal Champion. That is not who you are, mothafucka you are not the prized stallion. You’re just the jackass who plows the fields. Which is why my brain practically short circuited when you said people should be going nuts because of my Hall of Legends induction like they did when you were inducted.


Well first of all, I can confirm that you definitely don’t sound like the whiny little bitch you’ve always been. Nope, not one ounce of vagisil is required in the Centurion household. Let’s see, how can I explain this to somebody with their head so far up their own ass that they can’t form an unbiased opinion? I'll put it to you like this. I have clashed with the titans of this federation and after every match people walked away knowing that I belonged at the top even if I lost. When people watch your matches they walk away thinking “well he’s always got a shot to win”. Those are two totally different things homie, as a matter of fact let me put it into even more perspective for you. Years after you got inducted into the Hall of Legends, people were still bitching about it. After I took a couple years off and came back to the XWF, everybody thought I had already been inducted into the Hall of Legends all the way back then. On top of that, before I had won a Universal Title everybody was constantly mentioning me as already having won it. That is the difference in skill level between you and I Cent, that is the reason why nobody thinks you deserve to be in the Hall of Legends, and that is why people attribute accomplishments to me THAT I NEVER EVEN ACHIEVED!


Nigga, in most people’s minds I could tell them that I was going to no show a match and they would still pick me to win the bitch. Then we have the guy who stuck around the XWF for years and stacked up titles but as much time as you put in you still weren’t able to come up with a Universal Title win. So, basically your resume is like a crown that’s missing that big jewel in the middle. Your entire career is like the turbo tunnel from Battletoads because it’s too hard for you and you can’t get to the next level. The level that I got to. You still have something to prove. Do you know what I have left to prove Cent? Ask around behind the scenes, ask about the list of names who could even get me to step back into the ring. That list is shorter than Peter Gilmour’s attention span. I don’t have anything left to prove to anybody. I have two kids at home and another one who is in the business right now competing in Mexico. I have much better things to do with my fucking time than to be here. However, if I’m presented with a name who I want to massacre enough. As well as presented with a check that piques my interest enough, well, here I am. It’s just that simple Cent, you’re doing this shit because you still have something to prove. I’m doing this shit because I know that I can walk through the door whenever I want, kick some poor bastard’s teeth down his fucking throat, get paid, and go on about my business. Just like we give off two totally different impressions after our matches, we got two totally different mindsets my nigga.


Case in point, when y’all look at the Hall of Legends you get all nostalgic and shit. To me the Hall of Legends is just the Hall of Easter Island because if you put Vs K-Money next to any of their names then their bodies are getting buried. So, the only thing left of them is going to be headstones. Congratulations to the select few with the mental capacity to actual piece together what I did there. Which also happens to be another big difference between you and I, Cent. You were never Universal Champion because you don’t have IT. You’re a lot of bark but no charisma, you’re balls without the ligma, you’re the ham but no burger, and you’re C without the murder. That’s exactly why we never got to see C climb no further because when it comes time for C to bring the heat, gun free zone, broken stove, no burners. Excuse me white people, allow me to translate. COMPARED TO ME THIS NIGGA IS ASS!


That’s not an opinion, that's a fact. This cocksucker said that he had won the majority of the matches he had with me. You lying motherfucka, I will uppercut your god damn jaw into the stands. I can remember one match when you beat me. The Canadian Title match where everybody thought I was going to win but I was looking past you to a more important match because let’s be honest, you're Centurion. That one bit me in the ass but you won the majority? SHIT! You’re not going to win this one either because you and Maverick have my full attention. Plus, you laid out exactly why you won’t win. You laid it out in the most misinformed and biased way possible but you still laid it out. Intimidation and brawling is a big part of my game but that’s all I got? I don’t do high flying moves? I’m not technically proficient? NIGGA WHAT?

(08-21-2019, 09:34 PM)kmoney Said: 5 or More Commonly Used, Standard Moves:
Lariat
Huricanrana
Gory Special Bomb
Tornado DDT
Camel Clutch

My roster page from 2003 and my current roster page. Tell me Cent, are you ever right about anything? The truth of the matter is my style HAS ALWAYS been that of an all arounder. I can be a high flyer, I can be a technical wrestler, I can be a brawler, and I can be a striker because my father pushed me to be a boxer before this wrestling shit. However, being a brawler, having a jaw of granite, and hitting people with shit brought me a ton of success. It actually helped me become an undefeated XWF Xtreme Champion with a title reign spanning three months I believe it was. Now Cent, what kind of match was it that you challenged Shane and I to again? Ah yes, a Raw Brutality Match all because you saw Shane and got an instant hard on while forgetting who else it was that you were fucking with. You LITERALLY forgot who else it was that you were fucking with Cent, your promo already proved that to everybody.


Now I could stop right there because I already fucking smoked all that bullshit you had to say but I think we both know that stopping when I have more ammo in the magazine isn’t my style. A K-Money promo isn’t a K-Money promo until I’ve got the people at home screaming “STOP HE’S ALREADY DEAD”. So, which example of pure stupidity should we tackle next? Oh, I became K-Money when T-Money joined the XWF. When you said that shit, I almost had another moment of complete brain shutdown. Nigga, I ran with T-Money for YEARS before he came to the XWF. Around 1999 to be exact, when I was building my legacy in the RMWF… Yet another hall of fame that I’m in by the way. Transcendent talent Cent, look it up. Getting back on track though, yes, T-Money was such a huge influence on me that I became K-Money to emulate him. Not at all because I wasn’t too keen on being called “Kid” into the later parts of my career or because my first name is Kris. Nope, all because of T-Money. Fuck me, I came back for this? What am I doing with my fucking life? Obviously not making good decisions because here I am trying to logically decipher the shit Centurion says. Never do that people, there's just so much that needs to be fixed that you might as well just throw his whole promos away. Don’t worry though Cent, it’s almost over because I only have one more point to make. When it’s all said and done the most damning thing that proves just how much better than you I am is this.



You tried to get it, I actually got it. What more needs to be said? Here I am hanging around the XWF for less than two weeks and I’m right back to doing things that you can’t. People think I’m better than you because it’s the BIG GAMES that decide who’s worthy of being legends. This game is about to be a landslide bitch.


That brings me to Maverick. I’m not going to lie here, our paths haven’t crossed very much at all. I mean I heard the name but as far as being in the same place at the same time, it didn’t happen very often. That was one of the reasons Juggalo and I decided to see what he was all about. Juggalo ended up getting hurt but the impression that I got from being in the ring with Maverick was basically that he was just another Centurion. Sure they hurt Juggalo and they’re both going to have to pay for that. However I’ve got a newsflash for you Mav, I’m not Juggalo. Over the years I was the mastermind behind recruiting several people into the Hounds. Juggalo and Daniel Malcom to name a couple. Which already puts The Bloodhounds at three Universal Champions without counting anything Sewaside or T-Money did. But fuck all that, Wildcards are better because you said so right? Well, it’s nice to know I’ve still got a good eye because obviously you are just another Centurion. You’re both delusional old fucks. Being right on the money is nothing new for me though. I’ve got a good eye for talent and the homie Juggalo definitely has it but he still isn’t me. He wasn’t a mercenary like I was, he didn’t hop from federation to federation like I did. He didn’t get to see all of the different types of opponents I saw. In each federation I went to, I was starting over from scratch. I had to learn what each and every one of the people on the roster was all about and I had to learn it fast. Sometimes there wasn’t even anything to go on but I was never worried because I knew I had the talent and ability to get the job done. What does that have to do with you Mav? Well, along with most of the XWF and CCWF catalogs, most of your matches have been lost to the sands of time. So, honestly it’s no surprise that the most you get is a participation trophy or an honorable mention in a wrestling history book that you’ve mostly been erased from. On top of that, even the few things I did manage to dig up won’t help me much. After all, you haven’t been in the ring since 1976. In all honesty the best thing I have to go on is the few moments we spent fighting each other. I’m sure you’re banking on the element of surprise in order to somehow sway this match in your favor. Why else would there be a bare roster page for you? It’s a smart strategy so I’ll give you give props for that. The only mistake that you’re making is the same as one of the many that Centurion made. YOU DON’T KNOW WHO YOU’RE FUCKING WITH.


If you were dealing with anybody else besides THE mercenary then that little strategy might have benefited you. But let’s be real here nigga, you didn’t last as long as Centurion did and when the conversation of greats come up, nobody even mentions your name. So, you didn’t have the talent that I have. Nor were you able to stick around and grind like Centurion did. Yet, now ya old ass is going to hop up out of the wrestling retirement home and beat me because of the element of surprise? Bitch if you were a new kid you wouldn’t have a move in your arsenal that I haven’t seen before. Yet the motherfucka who’s been riding the bench for 20 years is going to show up and catch me off guard with something new? Nah homie, that element of surprise you got is only going to last you about five minutes max and that ain’t long enough to put me away. After that you’re left facing off with an Undisputed Xtreme Champion, 1 x Ark of the Covenant Champion, and CURRENT Heavymetal Weight Champion in a Raw Brutality match. Nigga this is like ripping the wings off of a butterfly to me. But that’s really why you’re here isn’t it? They book a legend like me for my skill and the hype. They book “legends” like you just to balance out my price. You’re just a body Maverick, just another name on the card and the only wild part about it is if you weren’t booked nobody would even notice you were gone. So, go ahead homie spit your shit about how awesome you are and how worthless I am. Even though everything I’ve accomplished in my career says otherwise. Tell us all how much better the Wildcards were than the Bloodhounds. Even though all the top tier titles the Hounds stacked up says otherwise. Keep telling people that you’re going to kick my ass. Put me on notice that this Raw Brutality match is going to be my doomsday. None of it matters because I’m still going to fuck you up even though this match is everything to you and your boy Centurion but to me it’s just Tuesday. If I have to explain that line to anybody then I’m smacking the shit out of you, on god. Educate yo motherfuckin self. Broaden yo motherfuckin horizons. Watch one of the worst movies ever, shit. Ya’ll watch Centurion matches so you’re obviously masochists. Back to you though Maverick, I’ve said everything that I need to say to you. All the gamesmanship and strategy in the world isn’t going to be able to make up the gap in skill between us. Thanks for showing up though, now my wife and kids will get watch me turn that ring into crime scene. Remember folks, it’s not about the things you buy your kids. It’s about the memories you make with them. Mine will always remember the time they got to see their first homicide.

I should probably ended it there but I have one last thing that needs to be said…...

(08-21-2019, 06:00 PM)Centurion Said: Ethnicity: 50% Nordic, 25% Greek, 25% English

Fucking white people.