El Sabor del Chocolate: A Lesson of Spanglish (Wiland RP)
Jan 22, 2016 16:38:54 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2016 16:38:54 GMT
"Don't worry Hank, I've watched enough Narcos on Netflix to know what I'm doing."
Henry Leroyheimer shook his head in disbelief.
"One more time, sir. You do NOT have to speak Spanish in your Pollomania promos!"
D.C. Wiland only chuckled, patting his lawyer and agent on the shoulder.
"Tranquilo, mi hermano," he said and finally turned his attention to the camera to begin the promo. The setting for this video was fairly simple - we saw both D.C. and Henry dressed in suits, standing in front of "The Wall of Fame", the wall in his office where D.C. puts all his championships and trophies.
"Putas y pollas! I mean... damas y caballeros! Welcome to the first edition of El Sabor del Chocolate, the special version of my YouTube show only for Pollomania! I am El Hombre Principal D.C. Wiland and I am finally here to wrestle my debut match for Pollomania! Hankster, brief them on my first opponent!"
Henry took a stack of papers and started reading.
"Well, his name is Owl Man--"
"Ayayay, Señor Búho!"
"Sir, please... For one minute... well, he is an overweight man wrestling in a mask that has retired twice already, but eversince coming to Pollomania, he has been getting very successful, and--"
"Basta!" Wiland yelled, breaking his lawyer's flow of words.
"You see, mi hermanos, there seems to be somewhat of a magical spirit floating around this Pollomania place. I cannot see any other reason why most of these wankers... eh... what's Spanish for wankers, Hank?"
"Gilipollas? But really, sir, you--"
"As I said, I can't see any other reason why any of these gilipollas would succeed here. Little people, guys pretending to be owls, snakes, ants... normally, I would beat those guys in a matter of seconds, because I am an actual wrestler and a former campeón de mundo! But because of this weird aura or whatever that surrounds Pollomania, I am not going to take this match lightly..."
Leroyheimer looked at Wiland in surprise.
"You... You aren't?"
"Course not! I'm going to play your game, Pollomania... If this Owl Man is a big deal in any other meaning that being a fatso, then so be it. If he's your resident superhero, then so fuckin' be it! Because every protagonista needs his villano. And I am more than ready to be that villano. But that is exactly where the usual rules end. Let me make something absolutely claro. You see, in comic books, the villains usually meet their end on the last page of the issue. At Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road, it's gonna be a whole different story. I, a far superior athlete than you, will do anything to pin your shoulders or make you tap, so I move up the title rankings. So you'll either be a good man and you'll let me just break you, let me be your Bane... or, hermano, it will go the hard way, and I'll be your Doomsday."
The scene faded slowly.
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OOC: One word shy of 500! Good luck Pedro, my friend.
Henry Leroyheimer shook his head in disbelief.
"One more time, sir. You do NOT have to speak Spanish in your Pollomania promos!"
D.C. Wiland only chuckled, patting his lawyer and agent on the shoulder.
"Tranquilo, mi hermano," he said and finally turned his attention to the camera to begin the promo. The setting for this video was fairly simple - we saw both D.C. and Henry dressed in suits, standing in front of "The Wall of Fame", the wall in his office where D.C. puts all his championships and trophies.
"Putas y pollas! I mean... damas y caballeros! Welcome to the first edition of El Sabor del Chocolate, the special version of my YouTube show only for Pollomania! I am El Hombre Principal D.C. Wiland and I am finally here to wrestle my debut match for Pollomania! Hankster, brief them on my first opponent!"
Henry took a stack of papers and started reading.
"Well, his name is Owl Man--"
"Ayayay, Señor Búho!"
"Sir, please... For one minute... well, he is an overweight man wrestling in a mask that has retired twice already, but eversince coming to Pollomania, he has been getting very successful, and--"
"Basta!" Wiland yelled, breaking his lawyer's flow of words.
"You see, mi hermanos, there seems to be somewhat of a magical spirit floating around this Pollomania place. I cannot see any other reason why most of these wankers... eh... what's Spanish for wankers, Hank?"
"Gilipollas? But really, sir, you--"
"As I said, I can't see any other reason why any of these gilipollas would succeed here. Little people, guys pretending to be owls, snakes, ants... normally, I would beat those guys in a matter of seconds, because I am an actual wrestler and a former campeón de mundo! But because of this weird aura or whatever that surrounds Pollomania, I am not going to take this match lightly..."
Leroyheimer looked at Wiland in surprise.
"You... You aren't?"
"Course not! I'm going to play your game, Pollomania... If this Owl Man is a big deal in any other meaning that being a fatso, then so be it. If he's your resident superhero, then so fuckin' be it! Because every protagonista needs his villano. And I am more than ready to be that villano. But that is exactly where the usual rules end. Let me make something absolutely claro. You see, in comic books, the villains usually meet their end on the last page of the issue. At Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road, it's gonna be a whole different story. I, a far superior athlete than you, will do anything to pin your shoulders or make you tap, so I move up the title rankings. So you'll either be a good man and you'll let me just break you, let me be your Bane... or, hermano, it will go the hard way, and I'll be your Doomsday."
The scene faded slowly.
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OOC: One word shy of 500! Good luck Pedro, my friend.