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Wrestling Attire 1&2 l Promo l Backstage
Name: Killa Kal
Nickname(s): The Hollywood Highlight, The Main Event, The Feature Attraction
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 270 lbs.
Currently Residing: Hollywood, California
Hometown: Detroit, Michigan
Age: 23
Catch Phrases:
"Lights, Camera, Action!"
"Say goodnight to the bad guy."
"Kneel before Kal!"
"I came, I saw, I conquered."
"Ya Dig?"
Entrance Theme: "Go 2 Sleep Remix/Put You On Game Mash Up" by Lupe Fiasco ft Chi Town Roc
Entrance:
The lights in the arena immediately dim and the entrance area flashes and sparkles as the bongos start up from "Go 2 Sleep Remix/Put You One Game Mash Up" by Lupe Fiasco ft Chi Town Roc pumps out through the speakers, catching the attention of the entire arena. A loud, yet cocky voice shouts over the bongos.
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
My life on tha track... (Okay...),
Up and comin'... State Prop...
Check game... (That's right...),
Get low... (Get low...)
It's tha ********' Roc b***h, you hotter than us?
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out
Bring 'em out, bring 'em out
The strobe lights flicker on and off, lighting up the stage with flashes of white. The lights on the side of the curtain up on the stage twinkle almost like diamonds. The fans are rained on with a storm of red confetti. Two backstage crew members run from behind the curtains, rolling out what seems to be a mile long, red carpet that stops at the ring. For the viewers at home, their screen cuts down to a widescreen view, much like those for movies in theaters.
Don't you know that I run this place,
And I've begun this race,
Must I rerun this pace?
I'm the reason its become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
(lemme put you on game)
They love my darkness,
I make them heartless,
And in return, the have become my martyrs,
I've been in the poem of many a poet,
And I reside in the art of many a artist
(lemme put you on game)
Some of your smartest have tried to articulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvestin'
The dro grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow,
I am the one that they march with
(lemme put you on game)
Through the back alleys
And the black markets,
The Oval Offices,
Crackhouses and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens,
The pages of the sages
And the Chambers of The Kings
To the crowd's dismay, Killa Kal comes outs from behind the curtains, accompanied by his gorgeous girlfriend, Lana, to overwhelming, ear-deafening boos, wearing his signature leather DMC trenchcoat, purposely wearing it open to expose his highly defined abs that appear to be carved from granite donning his Cage inspired tights, and matching Adidas. A crowd of photographers swarm them in a giant crowd, taking photos of their picture perfect looks. His brown eyes roam the crowd in attendance for the show. The crowd stands up on their feet, greeting him, some with cheers, but mostly with a shower of jeers. Killa takes a few steps up, searching the crowd through his authentic Alain Mikli shades, not even caring about this type of reception from the crowd, but actually loving every second of it. A small smirk springs across his face. He throws his arms up in the air as he breathes in the fresh air. He begins to walk forward with his lady latched on to the side of his arm, her hand lingering around his torso, and further down to his ab's as she rubs all over them with a hint of lust in her eyes. They make their way to the NSL ring, laughing at the crowd along the way, prepared for the battle ahead.
Through the veins-es of the fiends,
A paper chaser's pager,
Yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'all mean?
(lemme put you on game)
I am the American dream,
The rape of Africa
The undying machine,
The overpriced medicine,
The murderous regime,
The tough guy's front,
And the one behind the scenes
(lemme put you on game)
I am the blood of this city,
It's gas, water, and electricity,
I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history,
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin, G.
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head
And hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby,
Hope he never comes back,
I hope he's with your mother,
With my hustlers high in my trap
Killa strides past the booing fans, stopping at the steel steps. The darling Lana removes his stunna shades from his face. She kisses him passionately and wildly before walking over to the side. Killa walks up the steel steps, walking along the apron, standing up on the second turnbuckle. He raises his head, closing his eyes and breathing in the electricity and ignoring the thousands of boo's. He enters the ring going through the middle rope. Once in the squared circle Killa takes another moment to look at the crowd. He walks past the ref and steps up on the second rope on the upper right turnbuckle, throwing his right arm up in the air again, getting another reaction from the huge audience. He steps down and goes to the left turnbuckle opposite of the one he was on, repeating the same taunt. Killa jumps down from that turnbuckle and turns to face the entrance, waiting for his opponent. He looks down at the people in the first row, looking around at the crowd with his eyes squinted. Lana steps into the ring, bending over in front of Kal as he yanks her back up by her long black hair, kissing each other again. A sense of satisfaction comes across his face as he removes his trenchcoat, handing it Lana as she leaves the ring and he listens to the next verse of his entrance theme.
I hope you die in his trash,
I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag,
Behind the hospital little baby,
Crack addicts had
(lemme put you on game)
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,
A welfare-receiving prostitute
And gold digger,
You can watch on TV,
How they should properly depict you,
The rivers should flow with liquor,
Quench your thirst on my elixirs,
(lemme put you on game)
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
The trusted misleader,
The number one defender,
And from a throne of their bones I rule,
These fools are my fuel
So I make them Cool
(lemme put you on game)
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food,
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
'Cause I'm the...
Physical Description:
Killa is light skin due to his biracial descent, he has brown eyes with arched eyebrows that are usually the most unique features of Kal. Most people believe he gets his eyebrows arched artificially, but they are actually naturally thin. He usually has a clean cut on his chin, shaving off his former soul patch so some new hair is just coming in. He had long, brown hair that use to be braided all the time. Kal recently got a new haircut, feeling it was time to change his image. Now he's even sexier as ever as he brings "SexyBack" with a new taper/fade haircut.
Reference Pic: http://img.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/news/060731/justin_timberlake.jpg
Body wise, Killa is the definition of a heavyweight. Being 6'6", he has a nice, lean outline, but ever since he started working out heavily during his injury, Killa is even more defined and muscular than he has ever been in his life. His biceps almost lunge out at you when he flexes and thanks to his long arms, they are quite powerful. He has really improved his abs, as they stand out the most besides his chest and his various other muscles around his abs. His six definitely drives the ladies crazy.
Attire One: Killa's choice of clothing has also changed. When in interviews or addressing the crowd via backstage or in the ring, Killa will only wear
expensive suits with tinted sunglasses. He doesn't wear the jacket with the suits however. Just the button up, with the sleeves rolled up and some nice slacks, black tie and matching Gucci shoes. Killa is taking a more professional/sexy approach now. He always has his fat, diamond filled stud on his left ear and his iced out chain with a cross on it, heavily decked out with diamonds as well.
Attire Two: One of Kal's newest attires, he wears blue arm guards on both arms. He has black tights with blue shin guards that match his arm guards wrapped around his shins. He rocks black and white Adidas. His outfit is a homage to one of his favorite MK characters, Johnny Cage. For more reference of what his outfit looks like, look at this picture:
http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a31/Killa08/Johnny_Cage.jpg
Entrance Attire: Along with his Johnny Cage inspired tights, Kal wears an exact replica trenchcoat of the one Dante wears from Devil May Cry 3. He has many of these and wears different trenchcoats that match with whatever color his tights are. The three coats he usually wears the most are the black, red, and blue ones.
Ref: http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/8932/art2ve8.jpg
Ref2: http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/7079/art10dqh9.jpg
Gimmick:
Killa has now turned competely heel with that same hot mouth of his that he uses to embarrass wrestlers sometimes. Always quick to put people in their place, Killa loves to voice his opinion, in painful ways. He loves to make the crowd feel like s**t and hate his guts out. But in the ring the mood changes completely. He becomes cold, conniving, and very dangerous. Killa mixes power moves with technical ones, but also adds in his own street style. His style has switched up however, as he is more fast paced and relentless than usual. He'll hit off moves and then praise himself for doing so, or rile up the crowd just to get a reaction, but he'll go right back to attacking his victim. One word that he uses to describe his new style is that he "electrifies" in that ring. Always very confident, Killa doesn't think there is one man that he can't beat and fears absolutely no one. Killa now looks at himself as the "Main Event" of all wrestling. A King in the ring, outside the ring, hell, just a king period. He dubbed himself the Hollywood Highlight after getting a major acting deal in Hollywood. Kal hates everything to do with Indy, which was made known during his stint in the GWA. He blamed the indy fans for holding him back. Killa has since made it his obligation to kill anything and everything Indy or just in his way of the title.
Alignment: Heel
Current Titles: N/A
Titles Held:1 Time GWA Champion, 1 Time CTC World Champion (8 Months), ToGII Winner, 1 Time GWF Tag Champion, MitB Winner
Alliances: (Previously) Apostles of Amarithane: Steve Twist, Darson Grays, Revision, Saria, and Lana
Three Kings: Jin Arishima, Rage Valentine
(Current) None
Current Feuds: N/A

Name: Lana
Status: Killa Kal's manager and girlfriend
Hometown: Hollywood, California
Age: 21
