Post by Hush, it's K-Krush on Oct 1, 2010 4:41:59 GMT -5
The calming sounds of seagulls swaying within that ocean wind along with a hint of the dancing coast waters consume the sound waves as the camera zooms away from a relaxing Kofi Kingston laying down in a hammock between two perfectly placed palm trees. Wearing thick black sunglasses with loose-fitting faded beige cargo pants, both of Kofi's hands are placed behind his head as he looks towards the sky with a confident smile. His bare feet crossed on the opposite side of the hammock, Kofi seems to be having the time of his life as he slowly turns his head to the filming camera and smiles even wider. "Welcome to my paradise." Without a hint of hesitation in his voice, Kofi's smile turns into a smirk as he continues, "I haven't been around for a while, you haven't seen this face in God knows how long, and I honestly don't blame you if have forgotten who exactly I am. So, for those that need a little reminder, allow me to re-introduce myself." Kofi swiftly repositions himself on the hammock so he's sitting down, his bare feet dangling off the side, barely kissing the sand beneath them. "I'm Kofi Kingston, a former professional wrestling champion for the AWWE. I've been around the world, showcasing my talent to all of my adoring fans and pimple-infested haters. I've beaten the best, Christian, John Cena, Randy Orton, and I've laid them all to rest. If I could use one word to describe myself? It would be 'creator' because within these two hands I've created a paradise for the AWWE Universe." He spreads his arms out, as if he's showcasing his paradise to the world. "Watching me wrestle is like listening to that empty seashell you find on the ocean: soothing. So, if you don't know who I am...well, to put it quite simply, I invite you to this paradise."
Jumping out of the hammock, Kingston brings his sunglasses to the top of his forehead, allowing his cool stare to entice his watching audience. "Wrestlemania 4 and the AWWE Intercontinental Championship." Kofi looks down, scratching the bridge of his nose and smiles, "Quite honestly, I hoped for something a little more extravagant, BUT, considering my absence as of late, it's not surprising. Being a former AWWE ECW and Crusierweight Champion, and a former number one contender for the World and Tag Team Championships, I like to think on a more grander scale. This isn't just a throw away title match, this isn't a bath room break, no! This match is a hell of a lot more. It's an opportunity." Kingston looks skyward and points at one of the swaying seagulls. "Look at him. So calm, collected, motivated. You won't find anything else in this world as driven as him. He just wants to enjoy the breeze, enjoy the aroma, enjoy the feeling of flying over that open ocean. To him, this little world, this little paradise is all he strives for, there isn't a worry in the world." Kofi then looks back at the camera. "Much like myself, there isn't an once of anxiety within his body. That AWWE Intercontinental title? I might have a living hall of fame to contend with, but am I worried? Not at all, I'm just swaying with that ocean breeze as I fly towards that AWWE Intercontinental Championship."
Kofi then holds out both his hands, and envisions himself with the championship. "And once I get that championship, once I wrap these creator's tools around that gold, then I can finally get started." He then looks back up and smiles, his hands still wrapped around that imaginary championship. "That championship is a key. Not just any key. Not just my key. It's one giant key for everyone. One giant key for everyone to unlock their own personal paradise." Kofi spreads his inviting arms once more. "You all have a treasure box that you only wish you could open. You all have a multitude of treasures you want to finally grasp, that you all want to finally achieve." His enticing eyes begin playing their tricks once more as Kingston makes a fist with his right hand, and points at his smile. "Me winning that championship will bring all of you one step closer towards this paradise that I've created for myself. One step closer to know how it's like to feel like Kofi Kingston." He pauses, brings his sunglasses back over his eyes, and strokes his beard. "And who doesn't want the opportunity to feel like me?"
The scene then fades.
