Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2019 2:19:58 GMT -5
A handful of the Ikeda Clan follow Masuda Jubei from the tunnel where cameras follow them. He looks beyond exhausted with one of his bodyguards carrying the APW World Title like a suspended halo. He spots them, and with an exasperated wave, stops his people on a dime. The Master then grabs his belt as he almost falls to his knees.
Jubei: Now they see why I am the King... yet here I stand and voices from old timers and rookies smear what I've done. What I've accomplished since this company sprang from its roots. For all the fans that chose wrong tonight, I have a few words for them, but there's something more important on my mind. It's not just about winning and proving my honor in the ring. No, you have a name at birth. What you do with it is under you power. My power! So if anyone on this roster wants to bring another of these flat, baseless insults into my legacy here. I say come forth and make your peace. Otherwise, shut your mouths. Smith Jones was a great fight. He took more than anyone expected of him. But he wasn't enough for me. Now begins another smear campaign against me... because everyone won't admit that they want to be me. Many... even more will try, but there can only be one king of APW... ore wa Masuta desu.
Reporter: Care to give us a preview of the Masuda Corporation's event in Yokohama?
Jubei hands his belt off to one of his men while another drapes a steamed towel over his shoulders. He gives them a "one second" gesture so he can catch his breath.
Jubei: Jubeilation is going to be the home of wrestling dreams. Anyone worth their salt in this company will beg to be part of it. I did this show last year and it was a giant success. Masterful performances from top to bottom... even if my precious birthday cake was ruined. Wins and losses, right?
Everyone laughs with him while his smile pivots into darkness. Before he can say anything else, Allen Anderson and Leon Dread come to congratulate their leader.
Jubei: I usually end on a note like that. This time... it calls for something special. Our work here isn't pretty... it will never be perfect. But we of the Masuda Corporation will not stop until there is order to these masses. Until everyone learns their place... they will try to drag our name through the mud. Anyone that does will face the full extent of our might. This isn't going to be a pretty time for the Alpha faithful. They will see their heroes burned at the stake. And I will be there watching every second. Not for pleasure... no, but to see that justice is served. All right everyone - I'd say it's time for drinks... Osama banzai!
The Masuda Corporation departs to a flurry of flashing camera lenses.
Jubei: Now they see why I am the King... yet here I stand and voices from old timers and rookies smear what I've done. What I've accomplished since this company sprang from its roots. For all the fans that chose wrong tonight, I have a few words for them, but there's something more important on my mind. It's not just about winning and proving my honor in the ring. No, you have a name at birth. What you do with it is under you power. My power! So if anyone on this roster wants to bring another of these flat, baseless insults into my legacy here. I say come forth and make your peace. Otherwise, shut your mouths. Smith Jones was a great fight. He took more than anyone expected of him. But he wasn't enough for me. Now begins another smear campaign against me... because everyone won't admit that they want to be me. Many... even more will try, but there can only be one king of APW... ore wa Masuta desu.
Reporter: Care to give us a preview of the Masuda Corporation's event in Yokohama?
Jubei hands his belt off to one of his men while another drapes a steamed towel over his shoulders. He gives them a "one second" gesture so he can catch his breath.
Jubei: Jubeilation is going to be the home of wrestling dreams. Anyone worth their salt in this company will beg to be part of it. I did this show last year and it was a giant success. Masterful performances from top to bottom... even if my precious birthday cake was ruined. Wins and losses, right?
Everyone laughs with him while his smile pivots into darkness. Before he can say anything else, Allen Anderson and Leon Dread come to congratulate their leader.
Jubei: I usually end on a note like that. This time... it calls for something special. Our work here isn't pretty... it will never be perfect. But we of the Masuda Corporation will not stop until there is order to these masses. Until everyone learns their place... they will try to drag our name through the mud. Anyone that does will face the full extent of our might. This isn't going to be a pretty time for the Alpha faithful. They will see their heroes burned at the stake. And I will be there watching every second. Not for pleasure... no, but to see that justice is served. All right everyone - I'd say it's time for drinks... Osama banzai!
The Masuda Corporation departs to a flurry of flashing camera lenses.
