::Kent "The Lost Boy" FoXX...Roleplay 2::

Scene fades just outside the 360 training center. The biulding seems to be atleast three stories high. The doors are glass with the 360 logo on them. The crew pushes the door open and quickly slides in. The inside walls are painted Black and Gray. There is a massive desk on the left with a gorgeous young woman behind it. The crew makes their way over and she points the crew through gray double doors. They enter a large weightlifting room. There are four or five very muscular men working out. The crew continues walking through the room until they reach moor doors. They go through them and end up in a large room with two wrestling rings right in the center. The rings are very few feet apart. The rooms walls are plastered with pictures of the 360 roster. Then a door behins the wrestling ring opens and Kent FoXX slowly makes his way into the ring. Once inside of the ring he perches himself on the top rope peering down onto the camera crew. The crew climbs onto the apron to get another veiw of "The Lost Boy". Kent is dressed in his wrestling attire. Long black tights with the words "Lost Cause" on the the legs, on the kneepads are small gray Anch Symbols. His t-shirt is a white muscle shirt. He has his silver shades on aswell. Then just before he begins to speek he pulls a small brown leather book. The book has a chinese symbol on it with a dragon curled around it.

The Lost Boy- "Forgive them father for they know not what they do". This is an incredible statement. This statement was pounded into my head as a child when I was repremaded. This statement now directs itself to a few men I now have problems with. These morons said to be men are known as Warlord, The Cartrocking Alliance, Adam Styles, and The Torturer. You five men are now marked.

Kent takes his glasses off as the camera crew moves around front of him.

The Lost Boy- Now I would like to start with Warlord. You still beleive that you are some dark god or something? Well you will learn better. You stated yesterday that I was looking for trouble. Well yes I am. I want trouble with you. You seem to be the punk I am looking for. Then you told me not to screw with you. Well I will come Black Saturday. You see when you step into the ring with me there will be zero mercy. You will get a small sample of what pain trully is. This maybe a hardcore match, but the only true style of fighting will be mine. I dont intend on giving you any edge.

Kent climbs off of the top turnbuckle and leans against the ropes staring into the camera. The crew climbs down off of the apron to get another veiw.

The Lost Boy- Next is 00Pimp. I may not know you, but you already bother me. You and the man known as Cardinal. You two idiots are the most moronic duo I have ever seen. You two call yourself High-flyers? Well if you want High Flying and Suicidal moves than why dont you step up to me. I dont care if this is hardcore or not all I know is that I will leave the arena as the first ever hardcore champion. 00Pimp if you get in my way you will be put down and you will relize that I am not the man you want to fool with, and if you cardinal want to walk out ther I will teach both members of the cartrocking alliance what pain is.

FoXX leaps from the top turnbuckle to the concrete. He then sits on the apron and thinks for a moment.

The Lost Boy- Now onto the last member of the hardcore battle royal. This would be the second of the goths, Adam Styles. Adam appearently you dont understand me. I have said it before and I'll asy it again. You dont know pain yet. The definition of hardcore simply means beat the opponet however you feel it is needed and dont get disqualified. Well Adam this is good for me and trully a bad thing for you. I dont like you goth posers and wannabees. You Styles are the definition of Poser. You want to scare people well you dont scare me and I will show you what I think of you. I dont care what image you put up against me because I will tear it down and tear you apart in the process. I will show you and the rest of the world just how insane I really am.

Kent stands and walks to the right. The crew follows close behind. Kent finally stops at the window. He peers through. On the outside is the alley.

The Lost Boy- Torturer you better show your face because I am sick of waiting. You said that no one can push you around in the alley. Well Saturday you get the chance to prove it. I will be waiting in the alley for you. Then when you show up you will regret signing a 360 contract. I plan on setting an example for the rest of the federation. I will not give you an inch. You will learn first hand what I am all about. I am stepping into your zone and I will dominate you. Your destruction will be the first of many steps to glory. I will have no pity for you after this match because you brought this on yourself. You make a statement like that and your asking for whatever you get. What you are going to get is an unbeivable beating that you will never forget. Because anyone trying to beat me is a LOST CAUSE.

The scene fades away with a shot of the back alley.