Post by Buck U Productions on Mar 6, 2016 22:38:03 GMT
Scene opens with Tiger Mask Red sitting in a dark room, rocking back and forth.
“Owl Man, let me talk at you for a couple of minutes. I got to give it to you, you’re pretty damn brave to step up like that and accept my open challenge for a match in Toronto on March 9th at ‘The Great Canadian Freeze’. It takes a lot of guts to get in the ring with the man who will soon become a two time Pollomania Supremo Champion, when you risk getting hurt before your big tag team match later that night against Adult Entertainment Xpress, but then again, no one has argued that you’ve more guts than brain.
“I know what you’re thinking. Maybe you’ll catch me on a bad night. Maybe I’m starting to doubt myself. You pointed it out yourself, my little sister managed to do something in Montreal that I wasn’t able to do later that night, beat El Vainillo. What does that sort of thing do to one’s pride?”
“People are starting to whisper, I can hear them and it’s not just the paranoia of a mentally ill man. People are wondering if I lost something when I gained back my sanity. Did I come back too soon? Should I have petitioned Pollomania to for a tune up before I faced El Vainillo? Should I’ve bothered coming back at all? Most importantly, everyone wants to know is ‘What’s going through Tiger Mask Red’s mind now?’ The answer is simple, the hunt is on!”
“You see, I’ve been the hunted around here almost from day one, even before I won the championship. The Pollomaniacs have never seen what I can do when I become the hunter. Now you’re little friend is the hunted and I’m right on his trail. The first step on that path leads me to you and make no mistake about it; I’m going to beat you. That’s not an insult, that’s a fact of life. You might be three times his size but in the ring you’re half the competitor that El Vainillo is, which means that you simply aren’t in my league.”
“Now, I’m not going to threaten to injure you or say that I’m going to make an example of you. What I am going to do is beat you in a way that no one has ever done before. I went to Japan for a few days and came back with a move that helped me beat someone you wouldn’t last five minutes against. That move is going to help me beat you and very well might help me get back the Supremo Championship.
“Owl Man, this isn’t personal, I didn’t matter to me who stepped up to face me. It could have been D.C. Wiland, Zargnax, Stuntman Dan, Donald Trump or Rob Ford; the outcome will be the same. Me, standing victorious and taking my next step towards regaining my title.
“Owl Man, prepare yourself, the hunt us on!”
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“Owl Man, let me talk at you for a couple of minutes. I got to give it to you, you’re pretty damn brave to step up like that and accept my open challenge for a match in Toronto on March 9th at ‘The Great Canadian Freeze’. It takes a lot of guts to get in the ring with the man who will soon become a two time Pollomania Supremo Champion, when you risk getting hurt before your big tag team match later that night against Adult Entertainment Xpress, but then again, no one has argued that you’ve more guts than brain.
“I know what you’re thinking. Maybe you’ll catch me on a bad night. Maybe I’m starting to doubt myself. You pointed it out yourself, my little sister managed to do something in Montreal that I wasn’t able to do later that night, beat El Vainillo. What does that sort of thing do to one’s pride?”
“People are starting to whisper, I can hear them and it’s not just the paranoia of a mentally ill man. People are wondering if I lost something when I gained back my sanity. Did I come back too soon? Should I have petitioned Pollomania to for a tune up before I faced El Vainillo? Should I’ve bothered coming back at all? Most importantly, everyone wants to know is ‘What’s going through Tiger Mask Red’s mind now?’ The answer is simple, the hunt is on!”
“You see, I’ve been the hunted around here almost from day one, even before I won the championship. The Pollomaniacs have never seen what I can do when I become the hunter. Now you’re little friend is the hunted and I’m right on his trail. The first step on that path leads me to you and make no mistake about it; I’m going to beat you. That’s not an insult, that’s a fact of life. You might be three times his size but in the ring you’re half the competitor that El Vainillo is, which means that you simply aren’t in my league.”
“Now, I’m not going to threaten to injure you or say that I’m going to make an example of you. What I am going to do is beat you in a way that no one has ever done before. I went to Japan for a few days and came back with a move that helped me beat someone you wouldn’t last five minutes against. That move is going to help me beat you and very well might help me get back the Supremo Championship.
“Owl Man, this isn’t personal, I didn’t matter to me who stepped up to face me. It could have been D.C. Wiland, Zargnax, Stuntman Dan, Donald Trump or Rob Ford; the outcome will be the same. Me, standing victorious and taking my next step towards regaining my title.
“Owl Man, prepare yourself, the hunt us on!”
(498 words)