Post by tigermaskred on Apr 28, 2016 22:01:10 GMT
(March 27, moments after the opening contest at “Rise of the Luchas”)
Tiger Mask Red walks through the curtain, arm-in-arm with his manager and wife, Charlotte O’Neal. He gives his Pollomania compatriot a fist dump before making their way towards their locker room. A camera man runs up to the pair and begins speaking.
“Excuse me, Tiger Mask Red; I was hoping to get a few comments from you. First off congratulations on your victory tonight. How does it feel to be the winner of GOL’s first match ever?”
Tiger turns to his wife and the two of them share a smile.
“You here that, Charlie? Our first night here and we’ve already made history.”
“As if there was any doubt,” Charlotte replies. She gives him a kiss before he turns back to the camera.
“To answer your question, Cupcake, it feels awesome. Like I told King Fuego before our match, I had the privilege to watch his father wrestle on multiple occasions first hand and this young man defiantly lives up to his family’s legacy. Fuego, I’m going to only say this once so you might want to record this for posterity; you’re a heck of a competitor and it was an honor to compete against you tonight.”
“Just one more question,” the cameraman chimes in, “what’s next for you for you here?”
Tiger quickly turns to his wife, who offers him a big smile, before turning back to the camera.
“What’s next? First off, I’m taking this beautiful woman back to our looker room and having my way with her, and then we’re going out on the town and painting the town red. Now if you’ll excuse me…”
“Actually,” the cameraman interrupts, “I meant, what are your next plans in GOL?”
Tiger Mask Red’s face turns grim and he licks his lips.
“Domination!”
He takes his wife by the hand and the pair pushes past the cameraman and disappears around the corner.
***
Tiger Mask Red stands in front of the GOL banner, his wife and manager, Charlotte O’Neal, standing by his side.
“You know, I really should feel insulted that I wasn’t chosen to be the representative for Pollomania in the Super Falcon Cup. I’m a former Scramble and Supremo Champion, not to mention one third of the 2015 Three Cup Chicken Trios Tournament winners. I have main evented more shows for that company than anyone else and I have literally printed money for them. If it wasn’t for me, Pollomania would have died a long time ago and that’s not an insult, that’s a damn fact of life.
“So why am I not pissed off about being overlooked in favor of D.C. Wiland. Well the truth of the matter is that while I like the guy and I wish him all the luck in the tournament, he was actually Pollomania’s second choice and that’s because I was approached to represent Gurrerro of Lucha long before those stuck-up, KFC wannabes even bothered to call me up. It was that sort of respect shown on GOL’s behalf that made it the easiest decision I’ve made in a long time. I am honored to their representative in the Super Falcon Cup, and I’ll make the same guarantee to you that I made to them when I signed on; namely, you are looking at the winner.
“This brings me to my first round opponent in the tournament, Avery Miles. Let me talk at you for a few minutes. See, I’ll admit that I had absolutely no clue who you were when I heard we were facing each other. So I took the time to read up on you a bit and even caught your last match in ‘Championship Wrestling from Texas’. You’re a good performer and a great hand, and you have a pretty good win-loss record as well in NGW but from everything I can tell from what I’ve seen and read, you choke under pressure in big matches. Pardon me when I say this, but why did NGW pick you to represent them over one of the company’s champions? I mean, as far as I can tell, you’ve never won a title in NGW, so why choice you? Is it that despite the fact you don’t have a championship, you are the best that company has to offer or is NGW just too afraid to allow one of their champions get embarrassed when they lose. Either way, it doesn’t look good on NGW and doesn’t make me want to respect you in any way.
“So let me formally introduce myself. My name is Tiger Mask Red and I am GOL’s representative. I have been dominate in every company that I have been signed to since I returned to North America last summer. I am the greatest Supremo Champion in Pollomania, I ran rough shot In Midwest Wrestling Alliance during its existence and I am the current reigning and defending Strike Towers Wrestling Uncensored Champion. There is not an opponent that I fear or a person alive that I cannot defeat. When you enter the ring this coming Sunday at “Thungercunt”, you better show me the respect that I deserve. GOL is my house, their fans are my people, and if you think you’re going to walk in and defeat me, you’ve got another thing coming, Cupcake!
He turns to his wife and gives her a kiss before turning back to the camera.
“Avery Miles, you better bring you’re A-Game because if you give me even a single opening, I will end both NGW and your dreams of winning the Super Falcon Cup. At the end of the night though, that’s exactly what’s going to happen. I will defeat you and go on to win the whole tournament. And Miles Avery, that’s not an insult, that’s a damn fact of life.”
Fade to black.
Tiger Mask Red walks through the curtain, arm-in-arm with his manager and wife, Charlotte O’Neal. He gives his Pollomania compatriot a fist dump before making their way towards their locker room. A camera man runs up to the pair and begins speaking.
“Excuse me, Tiger Mask Red; I was hoping to get a few comments from you. First off congratulations on your victory tonight. How does it feel to be the winner of GOL’s first match ever?”
Tiger turns to his wife and the two of them share a smile.
“You here that, Charlie? Our first night here and we’ve already made history.”
“As if there was any doubt,” Charlotte replies. She gives him a kiss before he turns back to the camera.
“To answer your question, Cupcake, it feels awesome. Like I told King Fuego before our match, I had the privilege to watch his father wrestle on multiple occasions first hand and this young man defiantly lives up to his family’s legacy. Fuego, I’m going to only say this once so you might want to record this for posterity; you’re a heck of a competitor and it was an honor to compete against you tonight.”
“Just one more question,” the cameraman chimes in, “what’s next for you for you here?”
Tiger quickly turns to his wife, who offers him a big smile, before turning back to the camera.
“What’s next? First off, I’m taking this beautiful woman back to our looker room and having my way with her, and then we’re going out on the town and painting the town red. Now if you’ll excuse me…”
“Actually,” the cameraman interrupts, “I meant, what are your next plans in GOL?”
Tiger Mask Red’s face turns grim and he licks his lips.
“Domination!”
He takes his wife by the hand and the pair pushes past the cameraman and disappears around the corner.
***
Tiger Mask Red stands in front of the GOL banner, his wife and manager, Charlotte O’Neal, standing by his side.
“You know, I really should feel insulted that I wasn’t chosen to be the representative for Pollomania in the Super Falcon Cup. I’m a former Scramble and Supremo Champion, not to mention one third of the 2015 Three Cup Chicken Trios Tournament winners. I have main evented more shows for that company than anyone else and I have literally printed money for them. If it wasn’t for me, Pollomania would have died a long time ago and that’s not an insult, that’s a damn fact of life.
“So why am I not pissed off about being overlooked in favor of D.C. Wiland. Well the truth of the matter is that while I like the guy and I wish him all the luck in the tournament, he was actually Pollomania’s second choice and that’s because I was approached to represent Gurrerro of Lucha long before those stuck-up, KFC wannabes even bothered to call me up. It was that sort of respect shown on GOL’s behalf that made it the easiest decision I’ve made in a long time. I am honored to their representative in the Super Falcon Cup, and I’ll make the same guarantee to you that I made to them when I signed on; namely, you are looking at the winner.
“This brings me to my first round opponent in the tournament, Avery Miles. Let me talk at you for a few minutes. See, I’ll admit that I had absolutely no clue who you were when I heard we were facing each other. So I took the time to read up on you a bit and even caught your last match in ‘Championship Wrestling from Texas’. You’re a good performer and a great hand, and you have a pretty good win-loss record as well in NGW but from everything I can tell from what I’ve seen and read, you choke under pressure in big matches. Pardon me when I say this, but why did NGW pick you to represent them over one of the company’s champions? I mean, as far as I can tell, you’ve never won a title in NGW, so why choice you? Is it that despite the fact you don’t have a championship, you are the best that company has to offer or is NGW just too afraid to allow one of their champions get embarrassed when they lose. Either way, it doesn’t look good on NGW and doesn’t make me want to respect you in any way.
“So let me formally introduce myself. My name is Tiger Mask Red and I am GOL’s representative. I have been dominate in every company that I have been signed to since I returned to North America last summer. I am the greatest Supremo Champion in Pollomania, I ran rough shot In Midwest Wrestling Alliance during its existence and I am the current reigning and defending Strike Towers Wrestling Uncensored Champion. There is not an opponent that I fear or a person alive that I cannot defeat. When you enter the ring this coming Sunday at “Thungercunt”, you better show me the respect that I deserve. GOL is my house, their fans are my people, and if you think you’re going to walk in and defeat me, you’ve got another thing coming, Cupcake!
He turns to his wife and gives her a kiss before turning back to the camera.
“Avery Miles, you better bring you’re A-Game because if you give me even a single opening, I will end both NGW and your dreams of winning the Super Falcon Cup. At the end of the night though, that’s exactly what’s going to happen. I will defeat you and go on to win the whole tournament. And Miles Avery, that’s not an insult, that’s a damn fact of life.”
Fade to black.