Post by Gensai on Mar 25, 2019 10:14:55 GMT -5
It’s the twenty third of March. We’re in London, England.
It’s day six of MAXIMUM Japan’s European tour. The brutal, wild main event between the champion God-Beast and the Appalachian Mastodon is still raging on out in the arena. Go Gensai just mere minutes ago in his own one on one contest managed to best the former MAX Heavyweight Champion and legitimate top shelf legend ZENKI in what some are already calling a match of the year contender.
Currently we’re directly backstage, just a stone's throw from the curtain and the ramp and the heavyweight title war currently raging down in the ring between two of wrestling's most prolific, legitimate super heavyweight monsters. Go Gensai is still in his gear, still covered in blood and sweat. He’s sitting quietly, looking most satisfied, atop a road crate adorned with MAX-J’s familiar orange and black tiger brand.
The Pale General doesn't even turn his head to look at “us.”
His head resting on the white cinder-block wall behind him.
“When I say nobody? I mean nobody. Not Demons… “
He looks down the hallway towards the curtain, towards the gorilla position. Towards the main event. We see a queer little look pass over his gnarled face as he ponders for a moment his GHOST ARMY tag team partner out there right now trading shots with Mushigahara.
“ … and not God, Beast or fucking both. Nobody is safe is a promise. A promise of VIOLENCE the likes of which you’ve never experienced. I BRUTALIZE… it’s what I do. ZENKI learned that.”
He closes his eyes. Even at rest he somehow manages to look twice as intimidating.
“Soon you’ll all learn that.”
Gensai mumbles his catch phrase again, through confidently curled lips.
“Nobody is safe.”
Cut to white.
It’s day six of MAXIMUM Japan’s European tour. The brutal, wild main event between the champion God-Beast and the Appalachian Mastodon is still raging on out in the arena. Go Gensai just mere minutes ago in his own one on one contest managed to best the former MAX Heavyweight Champion and legitimate top shelf legend ZENKI in what some are already calling a match of the year contender.
Currently we’re directly backstage, just a stone's throw from the curtain and the ramp and the heavyweight title war currently raging down in the ring between two of wrestling's most prolific, legitimate super heavyweight monsters. Go Gensai is still in his gear, still covered in blood and sweat. He’s sitting quietly, looking most satisfied, atop a road crate adorned with MAX-J’s familiar orange and black tiger brand.
The Pale General doesn't even turn his head to look at “us.”
His head resting on the white cinder-block wall behind him.
“When I say nobody? I mean nobody. Not Demons… “
He looks down the hallway towards the curtain, towards the gorilla position. Towards the main event. We see a queer little look pass over his gnarled face as he ponders for a moment his GHOST ARMY tag team partner out there right now trading shots with Mushigahara.
“ … and not God, Beast or fucking both. Nobody is safe is a promise. A promise of VIOLENCE the likes of which you’ve never experienced. I BRUTALIZE… it’s what I do. ZENKI learned that.”
He closes his eyes. Even at rest he somehow manages to look twice as intimidating.
“Soon you’ll all learn that.”
Gensai mumbles his catch phrase again, through confidently curled lips.
“Nobody is safe.”
Cut to white.