Post by xpressfighting on Jun 4, 2019 14:50:54 GMT -5
*****THE FOLLOWING IS
A white mask with hellish features of strong angles, long braided hair of platinum white above and eyes of emerald in the holes, stares into the camera. It looks left and right slowly, the gaze penetrating the souls of every viewer.
“C'est le Japon?”
A thick French accent. Feminine. She peers for another moment, the mask giving no emotion.
“Intéressant. Continuez, monsieur.”
The mask backs away from the camera, allowing her full form to be seen. Wearing a sleeveless black dress, the train to the floor and featuring only a line of purple along the hem for color, her arms, filled with tight muscles, are covered in scars. On one arm, a line of neat cuts, as if with a scalpel; on the other, they are jagged, as if done by a box cutter. As she moves, we see that we are in a dark room featuring an ornate chair, more throne than anything else. Next to that throne stands Arnold Cunningham with a face pale and clearly unsettled, his visage somehow muting his banana and lilac suit. Next to him stands the statuesque Shinjiro Nakama in a dark suit, sunglasses on his face despite the darkness. And next to him is a short woman with dark hair dressed in a miko’s kimona, the bright white and pale pink bright in the darkness.
“Well...um...yes, my Majesty.”
Arnold takes a few deep breaths as the woman sits down on the throne, shakes off his unease, and the Arnold we know and love takes over.
“Hammerstein! Your days? The are NUMBERED, boy!”
He points to the Mountain.
“Because while YOU have spent all YEAR battling the remnants of The Demon Brigade, who might as well be the Conway and Knotts of Apple Dumpling Gang IDIOTS compare to any TRUE villains, the MOUUUUUNNNNTAAAAAIIIIIN has been doing EVERYTHING I have always SAID he would! He has DOMINATED. He has CRUSHED. He has DESTROYED! All year long, while YOU have been crying over squabbles with half-retired idiots in dumb tiger masks, the ACE of ALL of puroresu has knocked off young lions and veterans right under your NOSE!
“That is a FACT, chump! While YOU are worried about silly little things like banter on twitter and fighting in that shithole called Seattle...I know, I’ve been there...THIS MAN has been the SOLE reason why Maximum Japan has stayed afloat! RUMOR has it...rumors spoken by MANY people...that the ONLY reason the board even BAILED out this company was because they were PROMISED that we would UNLEASH the Mountain! They begged! They pleaded! They CRIED for the chance to be represented by a TRUE hero of a man in Nakama! And NOW is their chance!
“Because we are DONE! DONE with having a world champion who is one loss away from walking out on his family again! We are DONE with a world champion who is one setback away from drinking himself into a stupor! We are DONE with a world champion who gets made to look like a CHUMP in the Quag Cup by a girl barely out of her trainer’s bra. We are DONE having YOU be our representative!
“The world of puro DESERVES someone like Nakama! They DESERVE someone who has won over TEN single matches in a row and has PROVEN to be unstoppable! They DESERVE to see the Mountain kick, knee, and suplex you SO HARD that you go BACK to spiking your hair and worrying about tacos! And that IS what we are going to give the world on June 14th! A TRUE champion! A TRUE hero! Someone who makes their mama PROUD, unlike YOU who no doubt has a mama who lowers her eyes whenever she sees her trainwreck son!
“And FURTHERMORE-”
Arnold cuts off as Shinjiro’s large hand lays on his shoulder.
“Hammerstein.”
The Mountain slowly reaches up and removes his glasses to show his dark eyes.
“Silly name. My name? Nakama.”
He lightly touches the woman beside him.
“Beautiful mother. Raised me in temple. I know honor. Pride. Dominance. But my legacy. ”
He reaches up and points to his famously bright white hair.
“My blood. My mission. And now the world knows. My name is Nakama. But my father.”
He looks over to the woman on the throne and then back to the camera.
“Understand what is coming. Understand your demise. My House.”
He pauses long enough to replace his shades.
“Is Lacklan.”
A pregnant pause.
“I will give puroresu what it DESERVES.”