Post by Dave on Dec 19, 2018 11:50:27 GMT
OFF CAMERA - Minutes after the end of the Cobweb Escape match
"Wipe that grin off of your face you fuckhead!"
A towel flies across the dressing room and hits Lucius Togo square in the face. Adam Stryker tries to charge towards him, but Ramón Garza steps in front of Lucius to protect him.
"Please... please calm down, sir," Ramón says and Stryker indeed tries to cool down and takes two steps back. Togo finally lurks steps from behind his young client.
"I don't get it Adam. We helped you win. You are one step closer to the tropy, one step closer to the title shot. Wrestling is about wins and losses, isn't it?" Togo asks rhetorically.
"No. At least not like this," Stryker shakes his head. "At least not like this. I told you exactly where I drew the line. I sign this kid for a class in my Dojo, I get him a tryout at GOL. He was successful and is booked here, congratulations. But that is where our little cooperation ends. We go our separate ways from now on. So if either of you tries to stick their nose into my business, I'm gonna break it. And none of your dad's dirty fucking money will convince me to change my mind," he says, pointing that last line straight at Ramón before storming out of the locker room and slamming the door behind himself.
"Dirty mo-- How DARE YOU!" Garza shouts, but Togo holds him back.
"It's alright, kid. Let it go. Sure, he didn't have to talk shit about your dad, but he's right about one thing. He held his end of the deal. Now it's up to us. Up to you."
ON CAMERA - Now
"So, there's two pretty shitty things to take away from my win at the latest Guerreros of Lucha event," Adam Stryker says as he opens his promotional video for GOL's last event of 2018, sitting on the couch in the living room of his house in Los Angeles, California. He's dressed in jeans and a red shirt.
"One. My victory was tainted again, because Lucius Togo and Ramón Garza had to stick their nose in my business. I get it, it's kinda my fault, because I could've told them to fuck off when they initially came asking for help. Well, naive old Stryker thought that bringing them in is the end of our cooperation and that they would mind their own business. I was wrong, but hopefully from now on, they will get that they should leave me alone.
Two. I am in the semi-final of the Super Awesomo Epico tournament... but I'm not in the LEGO Deathmatch! I mean, come on! That's like my favorite stipulation... But okay, I get that maybe the higher powers of GOL thought that if I was in a LEGO Deathmatch, I would have an unfair advantage. You know, because I have three kids, so I'm so used to stepping on LEGOs that I'm pretty much immune to it."
He chuckles.
"Don't worry, I won't just bitch about things not going my way. I'm not like that. In fact, there's also one thing that I actually am very grateful about. In order to get to the final of Super Awesomo Epico tournament, so I can win it and go on to be the champion in 2019, I have to beat one of the best that has ever stepped foot in The Labyrinth. I have to defeat Roxi Johnson.
I mean every word of it when I say that my match with Roxi is the biggest challenge I've faced since making my in-ring comeback. She acts like a superheroine, and quite frankly, she is. She flies around with ease and with speed that very few can match. Honestly, she is going to be a tough test."
Stryker nods at the praise he's given to his opponent.
"Not to mention the fact that Roxi Johnson, of course, was a La Azteca Rumble Winner, she was the Soaring Eagle Champion, and she even was the Rey de Reyes Champion."
He stops suddenly and smirks.
"Do you see my point, though? I'm using past tense. Roxi Johnson WAS a champion, Roxi Johnson USED TO BE a big deal in Guerreros of Lucha. She enjoyed her time in the spotlight. Now, it's time for somebody else to climb atop of the proverbial mountain and be the main event of this company. And who better than The Ringmaster, The SoCal Switchblade Adam Stryker?
I get it, maybe you would've liked to see someone younger in that role, but trust me: I've never felt better in my life. I have re-invented myself tremendously. If you were to look at Adam Stryker from years gone by, I was an absolute maniac. Doing deathmatches and crazy dives and powerbombing and piledriving fools through stuff. Sure, it's brought me success and championships, but has also gotten me to a physical state in which I was barely able to get up from bed painlessly, let alone walk. That's why, even before I took a long break to get my body together, I changed my game. And I found my true calling in it. No more dumb, redundant moves and foreign objects. No more dives head first through the ropes and such idiocy. Just the thing I'm really, REALLY FUCKIN' GOOD AT. Just wrestling.
I'm gonna prove it at the last GOL show of 2018, Santa's Baking Brownies. I know that I am facing Roxi Johnson in a Street Fight that is allowed to go throughout the entire Labyrinth. But I intend of driving the point of me being the best guy in the company by not using any weapon at all and just simply pinning Roxi's shoulders to the mat in the dead center of the ring.
Roxi's a superhero... but Stryker. Is. Wrestling."
The scene fades to black.
"Wipe that grin off of your face you fuckhead!"
A towel flies across the dressing room and hits Lucius Togo square in the face. Adam Stryker tries to charge towards him, but Ramón Garza steps in front of Lucius to protect him.
"Please... please calm down, sir," Ramón says and Stryker indeed tries to cool down and takes two steps back. Togo finally lurks steps from behind his young client.
"I don't get it Adam. We helped you win. You are one step closer to the tropy, one step closer to the title shot. Wrestling is about wins and losses, isn't it?" Togo asks rhetorically.
"No. At least not like this," Stryker shakes his head. "At least not like this. I told you exactly where I drew the line. I sign this kid for a class in my Dojo, I get him a tryout at GOL. He was successful and is booked here, congratulations. But that is where our little cooperation ends. We go our separate ways from now on. So if either of you tries to stick their nose into my business, I'm gonna break it. And none of your dad's dirty fucking money will convince me to change my mind," he says, pointing that last line straight at Ramón before storming out of the locker room and slamming the door behind himself.
"Dirty mo-- How DARE YOU!" Garza shouts, but Togo holds him back.
"It's alright, kid. Let it go. Sure, he didn't have to talk shit about your dad, but he's right about one thing. He held his end of the deal. Now it's up to us. Up to you."
ON CAMERA - Now
"So, there's two pretty shitty things to take away from my win at the latest Guerreros of Lucha event," Adam Stryker says as he opens his promotional video for GOL's last event of 2018, sitting on the couch in the living room of his house in Los Angeles, California. He's dressed in jeans and a red shirt.
"One. My victory was tainted again, because Lucius Togo and Ramón Garza had to stick their nose in my business. I get it, it's kinda my fault, because I could've told them to fuck off when they initially came asking for help. Well, naive old Stryker thought that bringing them in is the end of our cooperation and that they would mind their own business. I was wrong, but hopefully from now on, they will get that they should leave me alone.
Two. I am in the semi-final of the Super Awesomo Epico tournament... but I'm not in the LEGO Deathmatch! I mean, come on! That's like my favorite stipulation... But okay, I get that maybe the higher powers of GOL thought that if I was in a LEGO Deathmatch, I would have an unfair advantage. You know, because I have three kids, so I'm so used to stepping on LEGOs that I'm pretty much immune to it."
He chuckles.
"Don't worry, I won't just bitch about things not going my way. I'm not like that. In fact, there's also one thing that I actually am very grateful about. In order to get to the final of Super Awesomo Epico tournament, so I can win it and go on to be the champion in 2019, I have to beat one of the best that has ever stepped foot in The Labyrinth. I have to defeat Roxi Johnson.
I mean every word of it when I say that my match with Roxi is the biggest challenge I've faced since making my in-ring comeback. She acts like a superheroine, and quite frankly, she is. She flies around with ease and with speed that very few can match. Honestly, she is going to be a tough test."
Stryker nods at the praise he's given to his opponent.
"Not to mention the fact that Roxi Johnson, of course, was a La Azteca Rumble Winner, she was the Soaring Eagle Champion, and she even was the Rey de Reyes Champion."
He stops suddenly and smirks.
"Do you see my point, though? I'm using past tense. Roxi Johnson WAS a champion, Roxi Johnson USED TO BE a big deal in Guerreros of Lucha. She enjoyed her time in the spotlight. Now, it's time for somebody else to climb atop of the proverbial mountain and be the main event of this company. And who better than The Ringmaster, The SoCal Switchblade Adam Stryker?
I get it, maybe you would've liked to see someone younger in that role, but trust me: I've never felt better in my life. I have re-invented myself tremendously. If you were to look at Adam Stryker from years gone by, I was an absolute maniac. Doing deathmatches and crazy dives and powerbombing and piledriving fools through stuff. Sure, it's brought me success and championships, but has also gotten me to a physical state in which I was barely able to get up from bed painlessly, let alone walk. That's why, even before I took a long break to get my body together, I changed my game. And I found my true calling in it. No more dumb, redundant moves and foreign objects. No more dives head first through the ropes and such idiocy. Just the thing I'm really, REALLY FUCKIN' GOOD AT. Just wrestling.
I'm gonna prove it at the last GOL show of 2018, Santa's Baking Brownies. I know that I am facing Roxi Johnson in a Street Fight that is allowed to go throughout the entire Labyrinth. But I intend of driving the point of me being the best guy in the company by not using any weapon at all and just simply pinning Roxi's shoulders to the mat in the dead center of the ring.
Roxi's a superhero... but Stryker. Is. Wrestling."
The scene fades to black.