Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2019 5:24:22 GMT -5
Cameras converge at the conclusion of Monday Night Metal around Masuda Jubei who's sitting up on an elevated hospital bed. A physician attends to the massive cut in his forehead, but he welcomes questions anyways.
Reporter 1: Do plan to take time off for your injuries?
Jubei: I'm not injured. Next one... come on, hurry up. My head is pounding.
Reporter 2: Masuda, what are you going to do about Trent Page? And why did he try to cut off your finger?
Jubei closes his eyes when the team doctor pulls his sutures tight.
Jubei: Mr. Page think I owe him something. As if I stole something from him... Americans, privileged little snots. It doesn't matter how many times you step on them. You can only crush their bodies, not their sense of entitlement. I owe him another concussion. I owe him an early retirement. Yet he comes after me like a common thief... ore wa anata no joshi. You come at me and try to accuse me of common theft? Accuse me?
His breaths slows and his words grow longer apart.
Jubei: You accuse me of stealing something that belonged to you. Was it your dignity? Did I steal your ability to show your face on TV as a competitor? Or was it how I robbed every once of your credibility? All they saw was a backstabber. Pushing you off the the turnbuckle was a taste of your own medicine, bakayaro... yet you pursue me - from behind, no less - and try to force me into yubitsume... the penance of thieves before their lord. But you are not my oyabun, nor am I penitent for humiliating you for consecutive weeks.
Reporter 3: Mr. Masuda, do you want to see discipline for his actions?
Jubei: A suspension would save him from what I will do to his fragile skull. I want him here and ready. Because my mercy... I used it all up last week.
Reporter 4: What do you make of the mysterious X? And what about Odin Balfore threatening to level this company to ash?
Jubei: More shadows in the dark looking for baby seals to club. They can smell all the newborns puffing out their chests. My offer stands: Odin or this "X" had best stay away from my affairs in Alpha Wrestling... or I will cut out their hearts and they will be beating.
With that bombshell, feed cuts to the next talent walking into view.
Reporter 1: Do plan to take time off for your injuries?
Jubei: I'm not injured. Next one... come on, hurry up. My head is pounding.
Reporter 2: Masuda, what are you going to do about Trent Page? And why did he try to cut off your finger?
Jubei closes his eyes when the team doctor pulls his sutures tight.
Jubei: Mr. Page think I owe him something. As if I stole something from him... Americans, privileged little snots. It doesn't matter how many times you step on them. You can only crush their bodies, not their sense of entitlement. I owe him another concussion. I owe him an early retirement. Yet he comes after me like a common thief... ore wa anata no joshi. You come at me and try to accuse me of common theft? Accuse me?
His breaths slows and his words grow longer apart.
Jubei: You accuse me of stealing something that belonged to you. Was it your dignity? Did I steal your ability to show your face on TV as a competitor? Or was it how I robbed every once of your credibility? All they saw was a backstabber. Pushing you off the the turnbuckle was a taste of your own medicine, bakayaro... yet you pursue me - from behind, no less - and try to force me into yubitsume... the penance of thieves before their lord. But you are not my oyabun, nor am I penitent for humiliating you for consecutive weeks.
Reporter 3: Mr. Masuda, do you want to see discipline for his actions?
Jubei: A suspension would save him from what I will do to his fragile skull. I want him here and ready. Because my mercy... I used it all up last week.
Reporter 4: What do you make of the mysterious X? And what about Odin Balfore threatening to level this company to ash?
Jubei: More shadows in the dark looking for baby seals to club. They can smell all the newborns puffing out their chests. My offer stands: Odin or this "X" had best stay away from my affairs in Alpha Wrestling... or I will cut out their hearts and they will be beating.
With that bombshell, feed cuts to the next talent walking into view.
