.Out of Character./ Here it is. Sorry once again, I've been so busy at work but things should be lighter next week, I'm just settling into the promotion, finding my feet and what not. RAWR Juzzy, I never thought I'd face you! But Yay, I love competition. Enjoy muh roleplay <3

Where to start... well from the top I guess. See Three 212 was actually a very solid revival show for Innovative Revolution X, it had everything a real wrestling promotion needed with a bunch of treats thrown in. There was controversy. There was upset. There were winners... Steve Kella. There were losers... Talen Decaine. And from what is understood, there was a very serious injury dealt out in a careless fashion to Steve's long time buddy Kidd King at the hands of Cross. Now obviously Steve isn't too thrilled with the current predicament - being that Teh XTC were looking to firmly establish themselves as a stable to be recognized. Kella pulled an effortless victory over Sir Owen Gyles however Kidd King was unable to follow suit in the Main Event. Looking back at Three 212 now - perhaps Steve did expect a little too much from Kidd. After all, every time Kidd opened his mouth about Cross, firmly expressing his apprehension for the bout - it seemed that all Kella cared about was the reputation of the newly formed stable. Okay so Cross pulled off a rather brutal victory - hell even Kella got attacked... from behind... by two of Cross' apparent henchmen - but does Kidd's loss and the injuries he sustained jeopardize anything with relation to Teh XTC's future? Not at all, why would it? It's a set back, sure, but that's what wrestling is about - obstacles! The next one being thrown at Steve appears to be none other than the resident sob story of Innovative Revolution X - Talen Decaine. The scene opens up just outside a hospital, naturally holding Kidd King, so it would seem that Kidd's pre-main event premonition came true. Steve Kella and Jade Jiles are seen walking up to the entrance doors of the hospital, waiting for them to duly slide open automatically, as these devices usually do. Jade is dressed in a white tank top with a dark blue denim jacket worn over the top, sporting a pair of snug fitting jeans, designed by Victoria Beckham. Finishing the outfit off with a very expensive pair of Christian Dior heeled sandals. Jiles is latching on to a large bunch of flowers purchased to cheer their fallen team mate up... it's unlikely that a few roses will bring a smile to Kidd's swollen face but bless her, she's trying! To be fair Steve is dressed in smarter attire, a crisp black Versace shirt and black pinstripe trousers, Wearing a very shiny pair of Calvin Klein shoes and shades designed by Police resting casually above his forehead. Finishing his appearance off is a smart knee-length black Calvin Klein Jacket. He too has come baring gifts... well a bag of green grapes anyway... seedless of course because he knows Kidd hates seeds and he'll never hear the end of it should he defy King's taste. Both IRX personalities look the part as they step inside the hospital, and after briefly enquiring as to where Kidd King is recovering (at the customer service desk) - they make their way to the ward holding him. As The Queen Feline and Steve Kella walk, Jade can't help but look at some of the other patients whilst passing - often letting out either a sigh or a laugh depending on the severity of the condition/disability sustained. This does not impress Steve, not one bit, but now is neither the time or place to have a word with the inconsiderate brunette on his arm, for he is in a respectable establishment to see a dear friend. Jiles' immaturity will not put a damper on that. Anyway, a few moments pass and both Jade and Steve arrive at the private room of their XTC buddy, Kidd King. Stepping inside reluctantly to see the damage that has been inflicted upon their stable mate, Jiles wastes no time placing the flowers on his bedside table. As soon as Kidd locks eyes with his fellow team mates, a slight smile is broken upon his face. Kella seems pretty speechless as he takes a good look at Kidd, witnessing a neck brace, many sores and bruises on King's face and a nasty slice upon his forehead. Soon shaking his head in dismay, he asks The Queen Feline to take a seat next to the bed of Kidd - a wish in which Jade quickly complies with. The Queen Feline takes hold of King's right hand - but this comforting act almost looks as if it's hurting him... he's in a really terrible state. Sporting a black eye and split lip of his own due to the attack sustained at Three 212 - Kella crosses his arms and embarks upon a conversation with The Pleasin' Teasin' Kid from Orlando. S t e v e . K e l l a || How are you holding up buddy? K i d d . K i n g || Dude, he almost killed me out there! I told you I didn't want to face him! S t e v e . K e l l a || I know man, sorry I should have been a little more sensitive about the subject. I'm going to go back on my words which is something I hardly ever do... Cross was relentless. It's rare you see adrenaline like that in wrestling nowadays. Do the doctors know the full extent of your injuries? Just scrapes, bumps and bruises right? K i d d . K i n g || Steve... [rolling his eyes]. If only! They told me a few hours ago that I'm going to be in a wheelchair for a few weeks. My bones are fucked - that was not a match at Three 212... it was a beat down. I knew something like that was going to happen, it was inevitable. Why do you think I was so reluctant to get in the ring with him? I even had you play a Doctor in front of Tim Decaine - to prove my desperation. S t e v e . K e l l a || Yeah, sorry blood. Speaking of the Decaine family - I'm booked against Talen this week. K i d d . K i n g || Talen Decaine... S t e v e . K e l l a || Yeah, to be completely fair though - it was only a matter of time before this match got booked. See Talen has a serious vendetta against me and I'm exactly the same towards him. [Looking around the room for a non-smoking sign] Can you smoke in here? J a d e . J i l e s || What do you think? [Said with sarcasm] Steve go outside... Rolling his eyes at Jade Jiles, who appears to be feeding the fallen Kidd King some seedless grapes, Steve places his hand in his pocket and pulls out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. Making his way over to the exit door, Steve turns around and takes another look at Kidd's battered appearance before leaving the room. He begins to make his way to the exit doors of the hospital, checking out a few nurses before he steps outside. Stepping into the cold - Kella raises a cigarette to his lips and sparks it up - swiftly making his way over to his car as he smokes. Once he reaches the Aston Martin, Steve opens up the driver's door and takes a seat inside the vehicle - not closing the door for he is only casually sitting inside it while he puffs away on his cancer stick. His leg is hanging out of the car, sitting as if he were James Dean or something - without a care in the world. I mean yeah, he has his concerns for Kidd's health because they've known each other since they were little kids - but King's wounds will heal and he'll learn from his mistakes. Steve lowers his shades over his eyes and takes a look at the camera closest to him, and after exhaling a smooth line of smoke - Perfection Exceeded begins to make his feelings known about his opponent at Kickback. S t e v e . K e l l a || Talen... now I'm sure you're watching this because you've pretty much expressed to me that you have no life away from wrestling. And after enduring ten boring minutes about your pathetic life story - I think it's now only fitting that I respond to some of your statements. To get this thing rolling, I'm guessing you've seen the state my friend Kidd King is in... and I'm sure you're lapping it up too, right? Yeah, very fucking funny... the guy has broken bones for Christ Sake [Clapping his hands slowly in an arrogant manner] A very plausible and professional thing to do, right? [Once again - this is said with sarcasm] Now before you mutter those inevitable words "Reserve a bed next to him because you'll need it" - I want to express a few reasons as to why I won't be checking into this hospital anytime soon. See this... [Raising his shades and pointing at the fading black eye and split lip he sustained at the hands of Allen Irons and Brian Pierce] ...this irritates me. I got blindsided at Three 212 as I made my way down to the ring to simply "observe" Kidd's match with Cross - but two mall rats decided they had other things in mind for me. Now I wonder who put them up to that? [He says with a deadly serious face as he looks at the camera] Honestly, it doesn't bother me if you were behind the attack, it just pretty much proves my point, being that you can't do anything on your own terms. You know what I find really shocking about this situation? The fact that somehow I am not the favourite in this match to pick up the victory. How that came to light, I really don't know - but it doesn't matter, for I will be looking to continue my onslaught here in Innovative Revolution X. You on the other hand, well I guess you have everything to prove - being that you couldn't even take out a rusty monkey like Lee Spawn correctly. This leads me to believe that you're not ready for our match, but I welcome what you have to bring to the table - really I do. I may have been a little critical about you a few days ago - but when you make comments like "Steve Kella is a nobody", how do you expect me to react? I have been wrestling professionally for just over a year and in that time, I have competed in six matches... well seven if you count Sir Owen Gyles, but I can't really call that a match or a challenge... anyway in those six matches, I subsequently picked up six victories. Making me undefeated! Steve makes himself a little more comfortable in the car, shifting his ass to the left which positions him closer to the open door. Pausing for a few moments to gather his thoughts about Talen Decaine, Steve raises his cigarette up to his mouth and slowly takes a deep toke upon it - blowing the smoke into the camera located just about a yard away. Looking at the cigarette for a second - he flicks it away from the door - watching as it hits a nearby car. Shrugging his shoulders casually as he looks back at the camera. S t e v e . K e l l a || And I just want to point something out Talen... where do you get off insulting Jade Jiles? You go on about how you live for wrestling - well unless you're that dense; you would know that Jiles is pretty much a legend in this sport. She was running this shit when you were still in the womb my friend, so blasting her as a slut, cunt, flea bag or any other unoriginal comments is utterly pointless, Decaine. I guess it's the worst kept secret in Innovative Revolution X that you actually want to screw the shit out of her... poorly using insults to cover up your obvious lust for the hottest woman in this company. I mean really - we've got the woman who looks like Red Rum - Sasha Riley. And the that physically repulsive moose that answers to the name of Keisha Williams... very nice [Rolling his eyes]. Don't get uptight because I'm screwing her buddy... oh wait, I can see the comeback now... "I've screwed her too, just like everyone else in this company". Well save your breath Talen, seriously because she would never go near people like yourself and the walking Body-Odour-Bitch Cross. Keep dreaming. Now concluding this speech - I just want to throw this at you... blast me as much as your heart desires Decaine. You ARE a weak Daddy's Boy and it has obviously touched a nerve with you otherwise you wouldn't go on for years about how you're not... how you're an established wrestler in your own right. Well, you're obviously not - you're a prick who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth... kind of like a fat, emo version of Shane McMahon! [Shaking his head as he continues to talk] You want to slate my looks and brand me as a queer, well I've said it before and I'll say it again - I'm not interested Talen... stop calling me. Plus, for the record - it was Calvin Klein that I modelled for... not Tommy Hilfiger, proving that you really don't pay attention to what your opponents say - like you stated prior. Not that it matters anyway because I never had you down as a smart ass. Just keep it coming Talen, it makes for funny viewing, nothing more - nothing less. Anyway, I'm out. I'll be seeing you a Kickback... I suggest you drag your fat ass to a gym, I don't want this easy match lasting any less than five minutes because you had a heart attack in the ring - due to the lack of exercise you partake in. Lowering his shades over his eyes once again, Steve Kella steps out of his car, locking it up safely behind him. He then begins to make his way back over to the hospital entrance doors to speak to Kidd King and Jade Jiles of Teh XTC, thoughts still running through his head about his opponent at Kickback - Talen Decaine.