The Fox Says: It's Time to FIGHT!
Jul 21, 2019 22:58:28 GMT -5
Alpha Creative, Bryan "Buzz" Worthy, and 3 more like this
Post by Tsukiko on Jul 21, 2019 22:58:28 GMT -5
The scene fades in to reveal an empty Alpha Pro Wrestling ring in which the highly anticipated Alpha Showdown would be taking place. The MGM Grand, the pace which had been chosen to host such a monumental event for the young company, was abuzz with the sounds of the various people that were hard at work setting up the athletics for the stage. However, it being the young company's second event wasn't was not the only thing that had people craving for the product; there was a multitude of matches involving some of the best men and women involved within the industry today on deck! The Canadian Coalition and the House of Sweetness would be going head-to-head in order to become the first Alpha Pro Tag Team Champions; Nyeo Son, Trent Page, and the Road Dawg would be scrambling amongst each other in a bid to become the first Alpha Pro North American Champion; Masuda Juebi and Braxton Locus would cross paths once again in order to give the Alpha Pro World Championship the much-desired edge that would make it a mainstay in the industry! Yet, there was one match taking place that seemed to trump such historic happenings; The Alpha SHowdown match. Being used as both as a tribute to the Wrestling Championship Federation and a way to propel newer talent into the stratosphere of superstardom, the Alpha Showdown match was the match that fans were looking to first and foremost.
Slowly, a figure began to appear within the confines of the empty ring as if they were moonlight shimmering upon the water's surface. Dressed in a black silk kimono with silver trim and a similarly colored kitsune mask; the figure was none other than Alpha Pro's Tsukiko! However, her normally joyous demeanor was clearly overridden with a particular somberness; clearly, the importance of such an event was not lost upon her. People had long since counted her out of this match if they even regarded her being in it all, but despite that, she was the only one in the main event that held the unwavering support of the Alpha Pro fanbase and she would not disappoint them. EVER!
With silver eyes glistening from beneath a midnight dark mask, the young woman stared into the camera as ten other figures began to slowly take shape around her.
"Greetings people of the Alpha Pro society."
With subtitles flashing across the bottom of the screen unbeknownst to her, Tsukiko delicately bowed in greeting as if she were welcoming people of the highest importance. However, after she straightened her posture, the momentary respite of a joyous occasion was soon replaced with the somberness of before.
"Sunday, July twenty-second will be a day that shall be remembered without fail. The young, the old, the sick, the healthy, everyone shall remember the day that the hard-working and fierce warriors of Alpha Pro went to war amongst each other for a chance at immortality. To be the first is to be the one that forever stamps their name forever upon the legendary legacy that Alpha Pro shall have. WIther it be the opening match, the match in the middle, or the main event it is all the same; Alpha Showdown careers will either be made or they shall break.
It is here where I find myself at a crossroad; do I compete as I normally would or do I go all out? Do I continue to compete at a level that many of the Alpha Pro Wrestling roster competes at or shall I reveal my true self to the masses? However, there is no simple answer to these questions nor is there a simple truth as they would have you believe. Instead, there is only continuing conflict; conflict not only within myself but within this ring as well. For, at Alpha Showdown, eleven of the fiercest warriors shall test their very souls against each other in an attempt to prove as to why they should be the one challenging for the World Championship once Masuda Juebi and Braxton Locus complete their own war."
One by one the figure of the other ten competitors in the match finished appearing as she herself had done. However, they were nothing but stationary. Yet, the viewers were not allowed to fall prey to the mesmerizing appearance of these shimmering figures as Tsukiko quickly continued with an undefinable sharpness in her tone.
"Jaice Wilds; the Final General.
You have been in competing on the battlefield for more than fifteen years and your skill and grace upon the field is truly commendable. Of that, there shall never be any doubt. However, despite your ten-year, you have never truly left your mark upon the mortal realm. Every championship you have obtained and every barbaric atrocity you have committed within the ring has been perpetually overshadowed by the undeniable fact that you have an innate desire to be the center of attention. Now, as a former champion, you are well aware that a desire for attention is something that one needs in order to succeed. However, your desire has become twisted through the many battles you have fought and you no longer seek that nature of desire. Instead, what you seek is the center; the center of the twisted and broken world that you have fought relentlessly within for so very long.
Congratulations Jaice-kun; you have nearly achieved that desire. Unfortunately, the moon that rises in that midnight hour shall be broken and the illusion lifted. For I am going to take that which you desire most and purify it and all it will take is a single Moon Breaker."
As she finished speaking the figure of Jaice Wilds shattered apart as if had been nothing more than a pane of brittle glass that had been struck with a powerful blow from a hammer.
"Johnny Blaze; the Phenom.
You have the knowledge of a second-generation warrior and an impressive stature that supports such an endeavor. However, you seek something other than what the others do. You want answers; answers about your father that competed within the Wrestling Championship Federation. For the sake of your troubled spirit, I hope you find those answers and that you come to terms with what they may mean.
Unfortunately, I cannot stand by and allow an unimaginative rip-off of an American comic run amok; let alone with contendership of the prize most valued within the APW. Therefore, your delusions of finding those answers due to that status shall be broken at my hands.
Forgive me."
With a thunderous crack, the figure of Johnny Blaze shattered apart as well.
"Bryan Worthy; the Buzz.
Without any sense of falseness, I am not ashamed that I admire you. You're living your dreams to the fullest that you can; whether that be in the ring or within the confines of some other role. However, you shall find that I am another beast when compared to those that you have challenged your dreams previously. Though I admire and respect you I will unequivocally admit that I am going to do everything within my power to keep you from obtaining that which we all seek; the world championship.
For the sake of those dreams, I hope you can rebuild after I have broken the moon of your overzealous delusions."
The figure of Bryan Worthy shatters apart as well.
"Smith Jones; the Man who is Nobody.
Do not take the nickname personally Smith-kun, but what else is there? You neither claim a proper achievement nor do you deny your stardom by dwelling within the shadows. Though entertaining for a period, you shall soon discover that being the visage of contradiction shall only get you so far. Once you reach that ending you will find only one thing; me. For that ending is July twenty-second in Las Vegas and it shall come by way of Moon Breaker!"
The image of Smith Jones shatters as well to further the ongoing trend of things breaking in the video.
"Michael J Brillance; a man simply known as J.
Despite what others may say I feel like you have an incredibly magnificent future ahead of you should you ever decide to cease acting like a spoilt child that had been never told that he couldn't have something he desired. That or you have already fallen prey to the culture of incessant drinking that so many others have fallen to. Mayhap a shattering of your askew reality shall set you upon the proper path of being a worthy warrior. As it stands now, you're nothing more than a dolefully pathetic youth that has no idea what it is like of a true field of war.
I pity you Michael-kun"
With that, the shape of Michael J Brillance shatters apart.
"Sandy Coconutz; another sloppy slop.
You're a female version of Michael-kun; or is he a male version of you? Either way, it is disturbingly clear that neither he nor you have any desire to compete for the Alpha Pro World Championship. You can hide behind the party culture, the SOcial Justice fallacies, and whatever else you find comforting to your insecurities. However, at the end of the day, you're nothing more than a foolish youth seeking out her next fix. On Sunday you shall find your journey coming to an abrupt stop once your face meets my knee for the Moon Breaker.
For my sake, I hope that is the only thing it meets."
With the shattering of Sandy Coconuts figure, Tsukiko took a moment to slowly rotate her head in a large circle; clearly stretching out her neck. She had never squared off against ten other people before and this chatter was starting to take a momentary toll.
"Alex Scott; the man whom I can only assume is now Fuckin' A.
Does the "A" stand for Alex? If not, then I am now foolishly addressing somebody that has since shown himself to be nothing more than a coward. However, if you are that person then allowing me to say that you are nothing more than a coward that has shown fear in using his own name. No matter how many times you risk life and limb that shall never change. However, should you feel the desire to change that perception than feel free to eat a Moon Breaker.
It won't change the perception of cowardice, but you can at least say that you went down at the hands of a true warrior."
With that, the figure of Alex Scott shattered into a plethora of glittering shards like the other before it; marking it as the seventh to do so.
"Big Bad Bodacious; the reborn Bull.
In case you were not aware, this is not a rodeo. It isn't about surviving eight seconds on the back of a monstrous beast raised with a bad temperament. ALpha SHowdown is about competing with ten of the fiercest warriors and winning; not surviving. Survival does not always mean victory and thus you shall find yourself coming up short due to the brashness of your previous life.
The fox shall always overcome the bull."
The figure of Big Bad Bodacious shatters as well for a total of eight.
"Allen Anderson; the egomaniacal fool.
How does it feel, Allen-kun? How does it feel knowing that despite all of your media happenings and unproven self-assurance that you shall come up short? You're young. You're brash. You have no inkling as to what awaits you in this ring on Sunday. Those are the facts that shall keep you from where you desire to be; contender for the World Championship.
That and a Moon Beaker that shall shatter the very existence in which you dwell."
Figure number nine; Allen Anderson shatters apart as well.
"Last, but never least, Lilianna Rose; the flower of redemption.
Lili-kun, welcome back. I may be unaware of what generally happens here in America, but I am aware of your trials and tribulations. However, much like the other nine, your reality shall become shattered be an astounding Moon Breaker.
It isn't anything personal, but you're a warrior not fit to return to the field of battle. As such, the Alpha Pro World Championship is out of your reach."
With that simple statement of fact, the tenth and final figure of Lilianna Rose shatters into pieces. Leaving the camera fading to black.