Post by Chris McKenzie on Aug 20, 2016 5:08:48 GMT
[Handler Information]
Name: MAge: Old Enough
Years of Fed Experience: 12-13
Contact Info: PMs
[Character Personal Information]
Real Name: Christopher Allan McKenzieD.O.B.: July 4th, 1984
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Hometown: Chicago, Illinois
Pic Base: Randy Orton
Twitter: @__theVIRUS
[Character In-Ring Information]
Ring Name: Chris McKenzieNicknames: The Virus
Hails From: Chicago, Illinois
Height: 6 ft 5
Weight: 247 lbs
Alignment: Heel
Trained By: N/A
Character Biography: Chris grew up in a very violent and very abusive home life. His father was an alcoholic and physically abusive person Chris and his mother. His mother was a pill popper and physically abusive towards Chris. Not a lot is known about his childhood, aside from the fact that one day he turned up at a police station in Chicago reporting that his parents were dead. He was taken into child services and bounced around from home to home. At least until he was sixteen where he ended up running away and setting out on his own. It is easy to see that there’s a lot wrong with the man when anyone tries to talk to him. And he will tell you himself the only way he finds peace is bringing in the ring hurting people. He has managed to find success in wrestling from his mindset.
Career History:
CHAMPIONSHIPS
-- Revx World Heavyweight Champion [1x]
-- SWF Champion [1x]
-- Aftermath Heavyweight Champion [1x]
-- WGEF Champion [1x -- longest reigning]
-- WGEF World Heavyweight Champion [1x]
-- WGEF United States Champion [1x]
-- WGEF Tag Team Champion [1x]
-- WEW Champion [4x]
AWARDS
-- 2008 Superstar of the Year [WGEF]
-- 2009 Scandal of the Year [WGEF]
-- 2010 Hall of Fame Inductee [WGEF]
-- 2012 Rising Star of the Year [WEW]
-- 2014 Elitist of the Year [WEW]
NOBLE FEUDS
-- Vs. Chance Rugani [WEW]
-- Vs. Vantage [WEW]
-- Vs. Alexis Morrison [WEW]
-- Vs. Kaelan [WEW]
-- Vs. Phoenix Winterborn [WGEF]
-- Vs. Kaylee Adams [WGEF]
-- Vs. Decon Havok [WGEF]
-- Vs. Chris Michaels [WGEF]
Gimmick: McKenzie is one of the most lethal people one can step into the ring with. Never has it been about accomplishments and championships for him. Instead it has always been about hurting people. In his mind he is a virus to the wrestling business and he’s going to infect as many people as he possibly can. The man zero’s in on a body part and does as much damage as he possibly can. Whether it be the head, the neck, the arms, the shoulders, or the legs. Once he zeroes in there’s just no stopping him. He aims to leave people unable to get up. He aims to end careers. Something that he has made a career out of doing for himself.
Entrance Music: '’Monster’ by Skillet
Entrance Description:
Cameras are rolling inside the arena with the focus being on the fans. As one would have expected they were alive and well waiting on the next bit of action. Then within a blink of an eye the arena goes pitch black. Not a single source of light could be seen. Although the crowd could be heard due to their confusion on what was going on. That’s when a BEEP sound could be heard which brought the attention to the entrance set up. Right there on the titantron was what appeared to be the set up of a vitals monitor. A red line appeared across the screen and every time a beep could be heard it forced a line to jump all across the screen. Then confusion from the crowd was a little louder.
Another beep could be heard forcing that red line to move across the screen of the titantron. Yet no sooner that it moved across the screen the entire line went completely flat. With forced a long drawn out annoying beep to fill the speakers of the arena very much resembling a flatline. It wasn’t long before the screen began to flash a bio-hazard logo as the drawn out beeping sound was replaced by the sounds of “Monster” by Skillet. At the exact same time there was a blinding flash of lights with the arena lights coming right back on. By this point the fans had started to make the connection to what was going on which lead to them booing as loudly as they could to let their voices be heard.
The hard cam right up to the entranceway and in doing so the curtain could be seen being moved to the side. Only for the man known as “The Virus” to come stepping out from behind it in a slow steady pace. After a few steps towards the middle of the ramp Chris McKenzie stopped and glared at the fans in attendance. Their boos had gotten louder in just seeing him, but those boos didn’t seem to do anything for them. McKenzie just glared with a slight smirk crossing his lips. Taking that brief moment in to take in the hatred he was receiving before beginning his journey down the ramp. Each step he made was slow and steady seemingly taking his time.
RING ANNOUNCER: Following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing at this time hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at two hundred and forty seven pounds. He is The Virus, CHHHRRRRIIIISSSS MCKKKKENNNNZZZIIIIEEEE!
Hearing his name be announced got the man more hate from the crowd. Hate that McKenzie had ignored with him approaching the ring. Turning slowly to take a couple of steps towards the ring steps. He would then make his way up the steps with the same steady motion and walked across the apron. At the middle of the ramp McKenzie stopped and looked around at those at ringside booing him. This seemed to bring that smirk of his out a little more while he lifted his leg over the middle rope and then ducked down to climb into the ring. Upon being in the ring McKenzie simply turned to the nearest corner and made his way to the second rope.
For a couple of seconds McKenzie just stood there on the ropes getting a better view of the fans in attendance and hearing their boos being tossed in his direction. The man truly seemed motivated by the hate with him soaking it in boo by boo. In that moment the Virus found himself very slowly raising his hands up and over his head. Letting his head tilt back just a tad bit and coming off like he was encouraging them to continue to boo him. Something the fans did. They fed right into his actions getting a little louder. At that point they were so loud it was hard to hear yourself think. Suddenly his theme cut off which lead to McKenzie lowering his arms and then stepping down. His focus now being on the match at hand.
[Moveset/Arsenal]
Fighting Style: HybridIn-Ring Strengths: The biggest strength is his ability to zero in on a body part and continue to go on the attack. If his focus becomes the head and neck. You’ll see him do only moves to attack the head and neck. If he’s attacking a leg or an arm, he’ll do whatever it takes to make those limbs completely useless to his opponent. More strengths will be his ground and pound mentality. He’s got no problem taking someone to the ground then just beating the hell out of them until they’ve got into a complete submissive state. Along with that he is also very good at playing mind games and getting under people’s skin. Something that can be a strength if he manages to swing it in his favor.
In-Ring Weakness: His ego is the biggest weakness. He doesn’t show any respect to those that he climbs into the ring with. He just likes to brutalize them and has a problem with putting it away when he should because he enjoys causing pain. That is something that can easily come back to bite him. Another weakness will be his temper. He can very easily lose control for it doesn’t take much to set him off and therefore it can get him disqualified. And another weakness would be his left ankle. He once had it snapped in both places. Anyone that attacks the ankle will manage to swing things in their favor.
Favorite Match Type: Last Man Standing
Favorite Weapon: Steel Chair
Common Moves:
[1] Armbar
[2] Arm-Trap Crossface
[3] Blatant Choke
[4] Belly to Belly Suplex [overhead version]
[5] Chop Block
[6] Clothesline [similar to JBL’s clothesline from hell]
[7] Crossbody [off the top rope]
[8] European Uppercut
[9] Figure Four Leg Lock
[10] Flatliner
[11] Knife Edge Chops
[12] Modified Powerslam [into a pinning position]
[13] One-Handed Snap Superplex [from the top rope]
[14] Running Forearm Smash
[15] Running Facewash
[16] Running High Knee
[17] Snap Neckbreaker
[18] Snap Powerbomb
[19] Spinning Spinebuster
[20] Standing Dropkick
[21] Straight Right Handed Punches
[22] Stinger Splash [into the corner]
[23] Suplex [into a pinning position]
[24] Tilt-A-Whirl Slam
[25] Yakuza Kick
{TEN MINIMUM, TWENTY FIVE MAXIMUM}
Signature Moves:
1. Head Trauma Spike DDT [generally done on the floor]
2. Viral Infection Straightjacket Backbreaker
3. Spinal Paralysis Spike Piledriver [on the apron]
4. Nerve Damage Exploder Suplex [into the corner]
5. No Cure Punt Kick [only used to injure opponents]
{FIVE MAXIMUM}
Finisher(s):
1. Comatose State RKO
2. Lethal Injection Cobra Clutch
{TWO MAXIMUM}
In-Ring Attire: Wrestling Trunks [colors vary], All black wrestling boots, All black knee pads, and all black wrist tape.
- When it comes to his trunks. He has his last name McKenzie written on the back of them. Then on the left and the right size of his trunks. He has the bio-hazard placed on them.
Sample Roleplay: It was a sad day in the life of the professional wrestling business. One of the most respected figures in the wrestling business; most importantly WGEF had passed away. It was a woman that everyone loved to hate but someone everyone still realized was a big part of this business and what it was today. That particular woman was a former World Champion, Former multi-time Women’s Champion, and a member of the Hall of Fame. Outside the ring and being a great wrestler; She was also a great mother to her three children. Even though she was gone, She’d never be forgotten. And just because we know your wondering who it is allow us to say… Rest In Peace - Kaylee Victoria Adams! But there was some eyebrows being raised by people within the business as well as the world around. Her death seemed so sudden. She was a perfectly healthy woman for her age. Showed no signs of being sick or anything like that. She just killed over without even a trace of foul play. Though some believed that there was some kind of foul play. It just couldn’t be proven… at least now at this very moment. This is where our first scene takes place just days before the funeral of Miss Adams in the home of professional wrestler and ex-husband of Kaylee Adams, the Virus; Chris McKenzie.
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
“Cold Blooded Murder.”
Scene 1.
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
“Hannah!”
Shouted out McKenzie from in their bedroom. He was standing in front of a mirror holding up two different suits looking back and forth at them as if he was trying to figure out which one he wanted to wear. Just then Hannah Rose; his girlfriend for nearly seven months turned fiancée and current WGEF Vixen’s Champion entered their room looking over at him.
“You called love?”
“Yeah I did. I just found out Kaylee never changed her will. I’ve got to give a damn eulogy at her fucking funeral and I cant decide which suit to wear to the damn thing. Care to give me your opinion?!”
He turned to her holding up the two suits as Hannah looked back and forth at them. If there were anyone other than the room, they would have been able to easily tell that for one McKenzie was rather annoyed with having to deliver a eulogy at his ex-wife’s funeral because she didn’t change the will. But not just that, they would have been able to tell that due to the actions between Hannah and McKenzie that something might have been going on. As if they knew more about the death of Kaylee than most do. After all no man, it doesn’t matter if he hates the woman or not. No man acts so calm over the death of his child’s mother and a woman he spent a long time with. Not to mention the smirk that slipped over Hannah’s lips just at the mention of Kaylee’s death would lead people to believe something was shady and going on between them. After a couple seconds Hannah pointed to the black suit with the white tie.
“I like that one baby. It just screams ‘Ha! My ex-wife is dead and when I’m done with this bullshit eulogy. I’m going to go home and fuck my hot ass fiancée so hard she cant walk right for weeks’ which is so totally you. You and I both know it.” She looked at him with a seductive smirk. Just as he hung both suits back in the closet pleased with her decision. “But you know babe, I’ve got to ask you something. You and I went by the book to get away with Cold Blooded Murder. There’s no sign of foul play at all which is amazing seeing as I was sure the poison we gave that cunt would have come up but its whatever. My question is I know some people think we have something to do with their death. Do you think they’ll be able to prove it?”
He looked over at her with one hell of an evil smirk. “Hannah, I don’t even see why you’d ask such a question sweetheart. Especially when you know I’d gladly take the responsibility of murdering Kaylee Adams and I know you would too.”
“Fucking right, I would.”
“See! My point exactly!” He chuckled some what over how quickly Hannah had answered and how well they knew each other. “I really don’t care if people think I did it nor would I care if they ever proved it. Only reason we went this route because it was less of a hassle, it kept us out of jail, I’d get custody of Caleb, and I know with Trish depressed over losing her best friend. She’ll realize she can’t run everything on her own. She’ll forfeit the match making me the winner by technicality and I’d be the new owner of WGEF. It’ll be a perfect plan put together all at the expense of us putting an end to Kaylee once and for all. I fucking love it!”
His evil smirk was shining through now more than ever. It was that smirk that did two things to Hannah, one it made her face go -SPARKL and two, it made her want to rape the fucking life out of him. But right now wasn’t the time for that. She knew it and it annoyed her because she really wanted to jump his bones. Though she decided to do what was best for now and then jump him later that night when she least expected it. Besides if that happened, She’d get to be in control and she’d be double -SPARKL.
“You and me both love.” She nodded her head with a sinister little smirk of her own. “Kaylee’s long gone thanks to us. No longer will I have to want to shank a ho because she gives you that stink eye. No longer will I have the urge to constantly beat her into a bloody pulp for being with you at one time and for fucking you over. And no longer will I constantly have to control myself for wanting to kill that bitch all because I find her the most useless worthless cunt to ever walk this earth. All because it’s been taken care of by us!” McKenzie nodded taking a few steps towards her with a smirk. At that moment she took a few steps towards him wrapping her arms around his waist and laying her head into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her holding her tight. “We did it Christopher. We defied the odds. Everyone doubted us from the beginning. They said we’d never make it. They said you’d never make a full come back. They said I’d never matter in this business. They said we’d never be able to make word on anything that we ever did. But in a time span of seven months all those morons have been shut the fuck up or have been brutally slaughtered. Because we did do it. And I seriously hope that Trish does back out like you expect. Because if she don’t…”
“… If she don’t. She’s as dead as her little friend!”
Chimed in McKenzie as he had finished Hannah’s statement. Odd part was word for word that’s exactly was going to say. That right there was true love what they had. When they could finish each other’s sentences and cold heartedly murder someone together; there was no denying how true a love like that was. They continued to embrace in each other’s arms as they replayed the night they killed Kaylee in their heads. It was such a great memory for them to share but most importantly soon enough their plan would all come together due to it working out. It would all be a matter of time till McKenzie reigned supreme over the WGEF Universe as it’s new Owner!
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
“In the HATING memory of Kaylee Adams!”
Scene 2.
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
It had been several hours since McKenzie and Hannah had their little discussion. As of now McKenzie found himself downstairs in his living room about to have a sit-down interview with one of the local reporters in his hometown of Chicago. In just a matter of moments the cameras had been set up as well as the sound equipment. McKenzie took a seat there on his chair as the interviewer sat down on the couch closet to where McKenzie was sitting before he demanded the tape start rolling. Just as soon as it did things began like any normal interview.
“Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m Matt Robertson; a local reporter for a news station herein Chicago, Illinois. After the sudden death of WGEF Owner and Legendary Diva; Kaylee Adams. I decided to conduct an interview with a person that knew her quite well. In fact at this very moment I am currently sitting in the living room of one of the biggest wrestling stars today. He’s a current member of the WGEF. He’s been a World Champion of some sort twice there. He’s a member of the Hall of Fame. He’s struck fear into everyone who’s ever faced him. And he just happens to be the ex husband of Kaylee Adams… I present to you all the Virus; Chris McKenzie!” At that moment the cameras switched views to fit McKenzie into view with Robertson. “Mr. McKenzie, first of all sir. I’d like to take the time to thank you for doing this interview. I couldn’t even imagine how hard this is for you with losing your ex-wife and having to deal with so much within WGEF regarding the huge pay per view match. You were scheduled for at Hecatomb.”
McKenzie slightly shrugged his shoulders a little bit. “It’s not a problem to do this interview. It gives me a chance to clear the air with a lot of shit regarding me and Kaylee. But to be perfectly honest with you, Matt. I’m not bothered by Kaylee’s passing in the least bit. I know that may come as a shock to some but it’ the truth.” He paused for a brief moment. “You see while I might have spent a long time married to Kaylee. We ended for a reason and we ended on a bad note. Even after we got divorced it seems as if shit got worse with us. It’s a safe bet to say, I hate her and I know she hated me. Only thing we are grateful for when it comes to our relationship is our son Caleb. Other than that, I knew we wouldn’t have a gave a fuck if either one of us died and that statement has been proven here today.”
“I see… well speaking of Caleb. Let’s spend a moment talking about your son shall we.” McKenzie just looked on. “I have been told that you have only seen your son a total of five since he’s been born and he’s just a little over a year old now. Now I could imagine being around Kaylee was tough but the two of you had a kid together. You would have figured you could set aside your differences to be there for your son and to make sure he grew up properly. Is there any reasoning behind your actions?”
McKenzie kind of looked over at Robertson glaring just a slight bit. “If you ever imply that I’m a bad father ever again. I guarantee you’ll be experiencing the same shit that Richardson experienced back at Redemption. Only difference is you wont be a retard and no sell shit.” Oooh snap! McKenzie just broke kayfabe on Richardson’s retarded ass. A really big no-no in the wrestling business but it wasn’t like McKenzie actually gave a fuck. It was Richardson, no one liked him in the least bit. Even if he did have the biggest ass kisser and ego management stroking douche standing behind him. (Deacon Havok) for those who didn’t know. But that was a different subject for a different time. “But back to your question. It’s true I only seen my son a handful of times. I seen him the night he was born because I was the one that drove Kaylee to the hospital after a fight we had backstage caused her to go into labor. Didn’t have to do it because I hated her but I sucked it up then and did it for the safety of my kid. I seen him a few times at work after he was born. Because it was the only way I could see him but after I pulled a stunt on television to get my character over. Kaylee took my rights away to see him. Obviously the dumb cunt couldn’t figure out in character shit from out of character shit if her life depended on it. Shortly after that the holy faking of the death came about.” He was shown shrugging his shoulders a bit as if the stunt he had pulled over a year ago wasn’t that big of a deal even though it was and effected so many around him. “After I came back, it seemed as if so much had changed. I was allowed to see him and even allowed to have him spend days with me at a time. That all changed one night when Kaylee got sloshed. As retarded and childish as it might seem. One night we were interacting through our myspaces with each other and she had been drinking. I’m not sure what started all of this but she popped off at the mouth and it pissed me off. One thing led to another and she crossed the line with some shit that was said; mainly about my father. Granted he’s dead and I don’t speak highly of him. It’s still my father and no one has the right to make the comments she made. It changed everything but because I wouldn’t accept her apology when she sobered up. She decided to take Caleb from me again. She moved to Greece without telling me. Legally she could do that because I had no custody of Caleb by any means. But she’s the one at fault. I’ve sucked it up several times and made efforts. She shut me down. Sure she’d blame me for it all if she were here and say I haven’t tried in months which is true but I couldn’t deal with the fighting anymore. Besides I knew one day, Caleb would grow up and she’d have to tell him the truth. It never changed the fact I love my son and I always will but his mother was the reason I wasn’t ever around.” He just nodded his head some as he had laid it all out there on the line truthfully. Some well more like Kaylee as he said would say it went differently but it really didn’t. At this moment McKenzie looked back up Robertson with just a little more to say on the subject. “And I know your wondering if I plan on getting custody of Caleb now that his mother is gone. Your fucking right I do. That’s my son and I want to bring him home. Though knowing Kaylee; I’ll be in one hell of a court battle with someone in her family before I get custody which is fine by me. I guarantee within a few months my son will be sleeping soundly in his bedroom under my roof where he belongs with his father and soon to be step-mother.”
Sad part about what he had just said was most likely true. Because Kaylee hated him so much and didn’t ever want him around Caleb. It was a good chance that crazy bitch went and wrote somewhere in her will that either her mother, her sister, or her brother got custody of Caleb along with the other two. McKenzie just sat there shaking his head over the situation but at the same time he was grinning hard on the inside especially when he knew that he was the one that killed Kaylee and that in the end this was all going to work out in his favor, just no one but himself and Hannah knew it. But soon they’d be hit hard with reality!
“Sorry, If I offended you Mr. McKenzie as I was only going by what I was told from my source.” McKenzie just looked at him with a look of move the fuck on with a new topic and obviously he got the point because that’s exactly what he did. “But I can see my source was gone and if you are correct with your story. Your obviously a great father. However let’s move along with things shall we? Let’s talk about the problems that both you and Kaylee had off screen as well as on screen. Because it seems there’s a lot that has gone on and some of its hard to tell what’s on and what’s off screen. Care to enlighten us Mr. McKenzie?”
McKenzie just looked over him for a few seconds in complete silence. Before finally opening his mouth and began putting everything into play. “There has been problems between Kaylee and I for years off camera. From the time she lost our first child by falling down a flight of stairs, to her leaving for some reject, to my cheating on her, and much more. Nearly everything you seen on television was going on in real life. It was never my intentions to break kayfabe and bring it on television. But Kaylee went and did it herself because she cant stand ever being wrong. She had this obsession with making me look like the bad guy. It’s been her thing for years, even when we were together. She played the victim role. But anyway since she crossed the line by throwing our dirty laundry out there on screen just because she didn’t look bad. The gloves came off and I did hold back in the least bit. I told the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Of course if Kaylee were here right now. She’d tell you I’m lying and half the shit I said never took place. That’s just the type of person she was as I’ve been stating.” He took a short moment to pause as he shook his head some. “I am pretty sure that the opinion of others when it comes to Kaylee Adams has changed a great deal. Is that my problem? Nope not at all. And quite frankly I don’t even care if I had to be honest with everyone. Just like I don’t care that people look down upon me for the things I did. For example, I know everyone thinks the way I ended my marriage with Kaylee by cheating was messed up. They feel I should have been honest and just left her before it got that far. Of course people would say that when they themselves don’t even know what its like to be in a situation like that. I felt after the bitch had the balls to leave me some odd years ago for no reason at all to go back to an ex others, I didn’t owe her anything and how I wanted to break up with her was my choice. But people must know for a long time I really did try. I tried longer and harder than I should have because she herself wasn’t doing anything. To be frank about everything the reason her and I really broke up was because I got bored. She wasn’t keeping my attention and she wasn’t doing everything in her power to keep me happy like I was with her. Oh well it’s all in the past, I have no regrets and if I had a chance to go back in time to change anything with this. Only thing I would have changed is I didn’t drop her ass sooner… yeah I’m a dick like that, it shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone.”
He sat there looking at the cameras with one hell of a smirk plastered up on his face. It was honestly no surprise at all that he embraced the fact he was a dick. It had been seen on television multiple times and he’s openly admitted to it several times before this incident right here. It’s just how McKenzie was. If the man actually believed in God; he would tell you he didn’t believe god had a plan for him to be a good guy in life. His plan was for McKenzie to be the biggest assholes that ever walked this earth and he truly was. With that question being answered, Matt decided to take back control of the interview with asking another question.
“Alright let’s switch up the conversation a little bit shall we?” McKenzie just sat there rather calm like. “I’m not sure if you have heard this or not Chris but there’s word going around right now that there might have been some kind of foul play in the death of Kaylee Adams. There has been actual medical reports released that say there was no foul play. But it doesn’t stop the rumors and certain people feeling the way they do. That’s where my question comes into play for you. Her death said to be of natural causes but do you feel other wise? Do you feel there’s some kind of foul play in your ex-wife’s sudden death?”
“No.”
Stated McKenzie rather bluntly and quickly at that while he sat there looking over at Robertson. He knew he was lying his ass off at this point but for the obvious reasons. It was amazing how well he and Hannah managed to put an end to Kaylee’s life and make it seem like it was natural causes. It takes true talent to do that. This would go down in the history books as one of the greatest murders if they should have ever opened their mouth about it. Sure they would have loved to do so just for taking credit because that’s how those two did things especially with something like this, but sometimes just sometimes some things were better off left unsaid and they knew it.
“No, I don’t believe there was any foul play in Kaylee’s death. I know to some that it comes off as a shock and its so sudden but honestly it isn’t a shock to me at all. As everyone knows, I spent years upon years with that chick. Kaylee Adams was and has been since as long as I know her an alcoholic. She would refuse to admit it but she honestly was. There were times she’d wake up at seven or eight in the morning, first thing she’d do was drink a beer. It was that bad, but it was only worse when she would be pissed off or upset about something. Her way of solving the issues were by drinking, it was rather said to see. Especially after I had to see that as a kid with my father. But there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Anytime I had tried to help her or point out certain shit, I got my head bit off. It got to the point, I just let her do whatever she wanted the last couple months of us being together. And then when we spilt, it was no longer my problem just hers.” He just sat there shrugging his shoulders in a very ’blah’ like manner. It really started clicking to people on how much he really didn’t give a fuck when it came to Kaylee Adams. Even some were starting to question rather or not he was happy she was gone. “I believes she did die of natural causes but that’s only after years of alcohol abuse caught up to her. She knew what she was doing to her body and not once did she bother to stop it or make the right decision in at least attempting to get some help. I’m sorry, I don’t feel bad at all that she’s gone but I really wouldn’t feel bad if her death was caused by her problem. She had her chance at life to fix it and she chose not too. In the end she paid the ultimate price for it. Oh fucking well shit happens as far as I’m concerned. Just one less cunt I have to deal with in my life.”
He knew at that that moment the words that had just escaped from his mouth were going to get him a whole lot of heat. If people didn’t think he was behind the sudden death of Kaylee Adams before, they damn sure thought about it now. Did he care? Of course not especially when he knew he along with Hannah were the reasons that cunt being dead. But this was as close as he’d ever get to actually admitting to being behind it. Robertson looked over at McKenzie a little shocked at the way he had worded things. It’s almost as if he didn’t expect it to come out like that but it did and it was time to move along with the interview which is exactly what he did.
“I guess that’s one way of putting it. Though I’m not sure if I myself am completely convinced there was no foul play involved with her death. It just seems way to sudden if you ask me.”
“But unfortunately for you no one did ask you. Now did they? No they fucking didn’t!” McKenzie quickly spoke up before Robertson could say anymore. For those who didn’t know McKenzie, he was one of those guys who got super irritated and annoyed if someone tried to express their opinions or views on his time. That’s exactly what Robertson was doing until McKenzie shut it down and shut it down quickly. Robertson just sat there for a moment or two in silence a little shocked at the way McKenzie came at him. But when he seen that McKenzie was getting annoyed with him even more with the fact he was taking forever. He decided to quickly moved things along before a true problem occurred between them.
“Uh…” He stuttered for just a moment as McKenzie continued to glare at him. “We all know that you were scheduled to face Kaylee as well as her partner Trish Stratus at Hecatomb on July Fourth. It was a handicap match in which their ownership was meant to be on the line against you. Seeing as you had some kind of meeting with the Board of Directors whom forced them to put their ownership on the line.” McKenzie jus sat there smirking while nodding rather proud of himself for what Robertson was mentioning at that moment. “We obviously know your issues with Kaylee as you explained to us before and it all makes sense why you’d want to climb in the ring with her. But I don’t quite understand why you’d pull Trish into everything. Is there a particular reason? And if so care to explain it to us?”
He took a moment to himself just thinking on how he was going to put this together because there were quite a few underlining issues between himself and Trish. “You know? I heard a lot of people are asking that and it does shock me especially when its been crystal clear for years what the issues were between us. Let’s start off with the fact. She’s a shitty owner and even shittier general manager. During the time she was General Manager, She made nothing but bullshit biased calls. She only booked her favorites and jobbed out those whom she didn’t like. She tried that stupid shit on me once that’s why I requested to be on Friday Night; Fight Night only when it was around. In fact to prove how biased Trish was when she was with Deacon Havok. She gave him a title match against me after Stevenson and I had set up a feud. She gave him a title match without him even earning it. All she did was tell us Stevenson was out and Havok was in. It was complete bullshit and that’s what led to me walking away as the undefeated champion at the time.” He just shook his head a little bit as he took a trip down memory lane so to speak. It was complete bullshit but Stratus did it for so many years because no one took a stand that was at least until he came along. Him quitting started a revolution when it came to people standing up to her and not taking her shit. “But not only that. You see after I left due to the bullshit. I was offered to come back a few times by the Board of Directors and there were a few times I contacted them to come back. But every single time I was told no because Trish wouldn’t allow it. Why? I’m guessing its because I broke kayfabe when I quit that first time and attacked Deacon out of character. But guess what? I obviously don’t give a fuck. I also think its because she didn’t like the fact that this company needed me and I couldn’t be replaced like she and Kaylee tried to imply when I left. So because she couldn’t swallow her pride she pulled that shady shit. Oh well, we all seen how it worked out in the end.” He chuckled like a condensing asshole at his last comment as he was in so many words rubbing it in the faces of everyone mainly Trish. “And I know a lot of people are thinking where do I get off claiming she’s a shitty owner right? Well lets look at it and this includes Kaylee as well. What the fuck have these two cunts done as of late? They don’t compete. They claimed to be ‘retired.’ They were never backstage at any of the shows. Its like when they put Martin whom was later replaced by Murdock and Bradley in charge. They felt like they didn’t have to do shit anymore. Basically they got lazy and thankfully we had two guys step it up. Because had they not done that, this place would have folded quick. Sure Kaylee had she been around would have spun it anyway she could to be the good person in all of this. And I’m sure Trish would do the same thing but its hard to deny facts. These two haven’t done shit and someone had to take a stand. That someone was me and believe me when I beat Trish at Hecatomb. I‘m going to love every single fucking minute of it and I‘m damn sure going to do things with WGEF those two cunts only wish they could have done. It‘s time for a new era!”
“… Well that brings me to my next question. I figured that seeing as Trish and Kaylee were such good friends that Trish would be hit hard by this death and be mourning over it.” McKenzie just had a look of ‘I don’t give a fuck’ on his face as he sat there listening to Robertson. “I was wondering with Kaylee not being in the match and Trish mourning over the loss of a friend, if you were going to call things off when it comes to this match. I can see that’s not the case at all. But I do got to ask? Why is the match still this important to you that it still needs to go on with or without Kaylee Adams?!”
McKenzie decided to take a moment to himself and think that one through. It was a good questions seeing as for the most part when he went and had the match set up. It was mainly to bother Kaylee and to piss her off more than anything but now it was more than that even without her. In his mind what it came down to is he was sick and tired of seeing the same old shit. He was sick and tired of seeing his hard work as well as others go un-notice when Kaylee and Trish was taking credit for it knowing they shouldn’t have been. They had no fucking right to do so at all. At that moment McKenzie looked back up at Robertson and the cameras to begin answering the question the best way he could so it made sense to everyone.
“For the most part, I aint one to give a damn about anyone or anything other than myself but since I stepped back into this company. I’ve seen some shit that has just pushed me over the edge. They don’t do anything yet they still call themselves owners. They take credit for all the hard work people like me and the other stars to put in just put asses in the seats. They take credit everything that Bradley and Murdock do to keep things up and running as smooth as possible. It’s just down right pathetic and I’m sick of it but I’m not the only one.” He just shook his head thinking about the whole situation. “As far as I’m concerned it’s a time for a change and I’m that someone that’s going to make that change. It doesn’t matter if it were the regular scheduled Handicap Match or not. I’m not a nice guy at all and I will put it however the way I see it. And I see it as these two are shitty owners, its time for someone to take their power and put them in check. Granted Kaylee’s long gone but on the fourth I plan on Trish right next to her when I kick her in the fucking skull. Then you can all rest assure, I’ll be the one to whip my shit out; the largest dick known to man and piss on both their fucking graves and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. After all I am the Virus and I will infect everyone that tries. Death will soon become their best fucking friend!” Everyone could see the loss look in McKenzie’s eyes that told everyone he was starting to lose it and go off the deep end. Something that scared damn near everyone even Robertson whom was just sitting there on the couch looking at him. “Now I have said all there is need to say about the whore that’s dead, the biased cunt that’s soon to be dead, and every other retarded ass question you asked me. It’s now time for you and your little crew to get your shit and get the fuck out of my house. Because if you don’t I promise you its going to look like a murder scene in here!”
That was the only warning they were going to get and McKenzie was dead serious about what he said too. Right away Robertson hopped up off the couch where he had been sitting and calling for the camera crew to cut the tape, without hesitation they did so. And quickly packed their shit up before being one their way out the door. Once they were out, McKenzie slammed the door shut and just stood there smirking from ear to ear very sinister like. There was no denying that this man had some kind of demon inside him and that was the scariest truth of them all. He along with Hannah killed Kaylee with no remorse and he had intentions of doing it when he climbs into the ring with Trish Stratus. He very well could and most likely would succeed but once that happened the Virus would run rapid in WGEF infecting everyone until they eventually all died slow horrible painful deaths all thanks to him!