King Ikaika has a quizzical look on his face as he notices all of the alcoholic beverages being snatched from the grasps of the plethora of competitors in the room. A wry smile etches itself across the lips of the mammoth warrior, as he places down the bucket of chicken and accepts the cola from Nick Dannon. Popping open the can with his single index finger, he chugs down the carbonated goodness in short order.
King Ikaika:
Aaahhh now dat's what I'mma talkin' bout! King for the cola, cola for da King!
Ikaika turns towards the camera and holds the crushed can up to his cheek as he gives a suggestive wink for the cheap plug.
King Ikaika:
Ya gotta pay da bills one way or anutha am I right little man?
It's not clear who he was addressing, but with his considerable size, it's possible his bellowing voice may be addressing everyone in the room as a singular unit. He turns towards 2 Dangerous Daniel & Nick Parker, the two new guys on the block alongside Ikaika. He nods his head as he places a meaty palm on the shoulder of each of them.
King Ikaika:
You listen good ya? I know ya eager to make a mark on da I dubya eff, I am too! but der be an important fing to know before ya even start ok? Numbah 1! For respect to be earned, ya gotta show some respect. Da Hardcore Revolution may act like a buncha bullies, but ya gotta settle ya beef in da ring! Show dem respect, realize dat dey are undefeated, and not to be underestimated. Once ya know your foe, you can concentrate on beating dem! But if ya don't respect dem, ya can't respect ya'self!
Ikaika pauses for a moment, trying to get his message across as clearly as he can, but the longer he talks, the more incoherent his vocals become, as he slips more and more into his native accent.
King Ikaika:
And secon'ly, know dis.....nuddin' is ever impossible. Ok? I know it may seem dat way sometime, especi'ly when ya gotta fight three onna one, but nevah give up. Cause da second ya gonna give up? Dat's when ya die. and death is not an option!
Releasing his palms from the shoulders of his fellow newbies, he retracts himself back to his bucket of chicken and sticks a fistful of wings in his mouth, enjoying his meal as the rest of the party is left to decipher what they think of his brief moment of seriousness.
