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For those that stumble across this website, KCW is a Extreme Warfare Revenge diary set in the past. You might notice that the dates mentioned are from the past, this is because KCW is set in that period, not because it hasn't been updated since that time. On the home page posted at the very top of the site is the date and time of the last updated and that is the date you should be worried about when trying to figure out when this site was last updated.

Background Story

As I sit in the living room I can't help but wonder why Mr. Martindale decided to start doing business out of his own house. I would think that doing so would drive a person insane, not being able to separate a work life from a private life. Then again, I cant think of a single time where I had thought of Mr. Martindale as being a sane person.

In the last couple of years Mr. Martindale has proven to the whole world just how insane he really is. It all started when he was accepted on one of those reality television shows. A rip-off of survivor, where a bunch of people are forced to live together and compete for a one million dollar prize. He had to be the wackiest player I've ever witnessed on any of those shows, embarrassing anyone who knew him. It paid off, as he won the money and became an instant celebrity.

So what does one do when they become a celebrity and have close to a million dollars (with taxed taken out of course)? Well, in the case of Mr. Martindale, he flies to Vegas and starts gambling it away at the blackjack tables. Not once does he decide to use the money to help out his family or pay off his debts, instead he decided to live life and blow the money.

Well that was his plan, as it turns out he was able to turn the million dollars into a larger sum of four million plus! A feat that is not easy to do at all. The secret of his success he likes to keep to himself, but its no secret that he has been banned from every casino in Vegas. My guess is that he is a card counter, but I cant prove it, as I have never seen him do anything like that before.

Mr. Martindale has always been one to take chances. Hes done it his entire life and now hes doing it again. The other day Mr. Martindale had publicly announced that he was taken his winnings and going through with his childhood dream of owning his own wrestling promotion.

I know for a fact that owning his own wrestling promotion wasnt his childhood dream. He really wanted to be a professional wrestler but he could never get over his phobia of other peoples body fluids. If it wasnt his, then he didnt want anything to do with it. I often wonder how he was even able to have children. If he wanted to tell people that owning his own wrestling promotion was his childhood dream then so be it, its not my place to say otherwise.

This of course brings me to the reason I am sitting in his living room. In 1995 I had started training to become a professional wrestler. I started wrestling in 1996 and have wrestled on and off since then, gaining a good following in the indys. I never made it to the big time though. That was my dream to make it to the WWF or WWE as its now being called. I recall sitting home on Saturday mornings watching the WWF with my father and my brother. My father would ruffle our feathers by telling us that wrestling was fake, that would start the arguments, and would lead to the three of us wrestling around on the floor.

I think I became the biggest wrestling fan out of the three of us since I took it upon myself to become a professional wrestler. My brother, who had been in and out of prison and having trouble finding work, only became a professional wrestler because I did it with some success. Unfortunately he doesnt have the heart or body to really be a wrestler.

Seeing how I am a wrestler, a somewhat popular indy wrestler, and a wrestler that Mr. Martindale knows well, my guess is that he is going to ask me to be a part of his wrestling promotion. I have already thought about it to, and my answer is going to be no, and I plan on sticking to this no, no matter how hard he tries. You see, as long as I have known Mr. Martindale I have not been on good terms with the man. Mostly because of the huge risk that the guy takes, and because he likes to do things his way no matter what the cost. This has lead to many arguments between the two of us. When he called me, I did agree to at least hear him out, if only to squash any ideas he has of having me wrestle for his promotion.

Mr. Martindale returns to the living room after taking a long bathroom break. He sits himself down on the couch opposite of the couch I am currently sitting on and runs his hand through his graying hair.

He began to speak, Im sure you have an idea why I asked you here today, son.

Mr. Martindale called everyone son. It was quite annoying actually.

Look, I said as I leaned over the coffee table between us, Theres no way I want to be a wrestler in your new promotion, dad.

I, on the other hand, only call one person dad and thats the guy that helped bring me into this world.

I know, I know. You have an old knee injury you are healing up before returning to the ring.

He was right about that. In 1996 a wrestler shot on me to break me in to the business and my knee has never been the same since. From time to time, I have had to take long breaks away from wrestling to let it heal up some. I usually re-injury it shortly after returning. I blame my knee injury for never getting called up to work for the WWE.

What I am offering you, son, is a chance to run the promotion for me.

Run the promotion?

Yeah, I dont know anyone that knows more about wrestling than you. I only watch it on TV. You eat, drink, and breath wrestling. Wrestling is your life, I seen this in your eyes as a kid when we use to watch wrestling together and now I see it every time I watch you at a show.

My dad cannot be serious, sure I know a lot about wrestling, but I do not know anything about running a promotion. This has disaster written all over it.

I hear wrestling is entering a blooming period and I want to take part in it, also, I want you to play the evil general manager role and make the lives of our wrestlers pure hell.

I shook my head, Dad, that storyline has been done to death. If you want me to run your disaster for you, then you are going to have to let me do things differently than what you see on TV every week.

But I like what I see on TV, and this is my wrestling promotion and Ill do things my way, no matter what the cost.

Then it looks like I wont be a part of your dream, dad

I stood up and started heading for the door.

Im doing this for you and your brother! He raised his voice to grab my attention and my attention he got. I turned around and raised my voice back at him. This was the beginning of our hour and a half long argument. By the time the argument was over we had actually come to an agreement on my participation in running his promotion.

Although he was forcing me to run things a certain way, I was able to convince him on doing some things my way. For starters there will not be any evil general manager role played by me or anybody else. As a matter of fact I was able to convince him that I did not need to be in any authority role on the show what so ever. We did agree to let a friend of the family play an authority role for the show and were going to call him the president instead of general manager and hell be a face. Marcus Alexander IV, no relation to the Bagwell family.

The next big step in running this promotion will be getting together a group of wrestlers that are willing to work for peanuts and I know just where to begin...