Post by Crane/Kyoshi on Feb 12, 2017 21:44:10 GMT -5
Crowd: Kyoshi! Kyoshi! KYOSHI!
Sakaguchi Kyoshi walked into the back of the arena, a feeling of grand accomplishment washed over him. He could not believe what had just happened. After a crushing lost against Alex Villiers, Kyoshi had a stellar contest against one of the greatest wrestlers of all time, Malcolm Dred-King! He had seen MDK on television and in person when he was competing in Warped. Kyoshi could not believe that he had an opportunity to wrestler him, let alone defeat him and move on to the final four of the Union Battleground tournament. What was supposed to be a one-off affair, turned into an opportunity to become the first ever Union Battleground Champion! It was only two wins away! Dick Devereaux, Tweeder, and Emery Layton were all that stood between him and history.
He was the underdorg... He knew it. He was the least likely to win of the four. But that fire was going to fuel him, it was going to push him to defeat the odds and become a champion in just four matches.
Standing in the gorilla position was Kyoshi’s agent and perpetual sleaze ball, Justin King. He stood there, puffing on e-cigarette, blowing the vapor into a techie’s face as a shark grin appeared on his face at the site of his young talent.
Justin King: Kyoshi! MY BOY! Excellent work out there!
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: Thank you!
Justin King: You had a great showing! Now you are one step closer to being the Union Battleground Champion! I have to admit that I thought I was about to give up on you kid when you lost to a shithead like Villiers, but you proved me wrong tonight!
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: … Thank you…
Justin King: Either way, come on! Get cleaned up, I want to buy you some dinner and talk to you about Devereaux.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: … Okay…
Kyoshi walked to the back, showered, and put on his street attire. He found King waiting for him in the parking lot, a limousine waiting for him. King ordered the drive to an all-night dinner. The two men ordered some coffees and a set of eggs, bacon, and toast.
Justin King: Listen… You did good kid, really good! But you need to know, you came to close to losing again! You came way to close to being an absolute loser! You want to go into this match, you gotta go in with some insurance.
Kyoshi looked at him inquisitively.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: What?
Justin King slides him a pair of brass knuckles and a white powder.
Justin King: Keep these in your tights. When he least expects it, hit him with it.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: But… That is cheating!
Justin King: Well where the fuck do you think you work?! It is part of the business and you work in one of the most violent aspects of it.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: … That is fair…
Kyoshi willingly took the items.
Justin King: Excellent! Now you got this! Devereaux is one pissed off son of a bitch! But you got this! Just remember, be sure to kick him in the nuts before he kicks you in the nuts.
Kyoshi nodded, he knew his manager was right. If he wanted to be the Union Battleground Champion. He would have to do whatever it took to be the champion.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi walked into the back of the arena, a feeling of grand accomplishment washed over him. He could not believe what had just happened. After a crushing lost against Alex Villiers, Kyoshi had a stellar contest against one of the greatest wrestlers of all time, Malcolm Dred-King! He had seen MDK on television and in person when he was competing in Warped. Kyoshi could not believe that he had an opportunity to wrestler him, let alone defeat him and move on to the final four of the Union Battleground tournament. What was supposed to be a one-off affair, turned into an opportunity to become the first ever Union Battleground Champion! It was only two wins away! Dick Devereaux, Tweeder, and Emery Layton were all that stood between him and history.
He was the underdorg... He knew it. He was the least likely to win of the four. But that fire was going to fuel him, it was going to push him to defeat the odds and become a champion in just four matches.
Standing in the gorilla position was Kyoshi’s agent and perpetual sleaze ball, Justin King. He stood there, puffing on e-cigarette, blowing the vapor into a techie’s face as a shark grin appeared on his face at the site of his young talent.
Justin King: Kyoshi! MY BOY! Excellent work out there!
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: Thank you!
Justin King: You had a great showing! Now you are one step closer to being the Union Battleground Champion! I have to admit that I thought I was about to give up on you kid when you lost to a shithead like Villiers, but you proved me wrong tonight!
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: … Thank you…
Justin King: Either way, come on! Get cleaned up, I want to buy you some dinner and talk to you about Devereaux.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: … Okay…
Kyoshi walked to the back, showered, and put on his street attire. He found King waiting for him in the parking lot, a limousine waiting for him. King ordered the drive to an all-night dinner. The two men ordered some coffees and a set of eggs, bacon, and toast.
Justin King: Listen… You did good kid, really good! But you need to know, you came to close to losing again! You came way to close to being an absolute loser! You want to go into this match, you gotta go in with some insurance.
Kyoshi looked at him inquisitively.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: What?
Justin King slides him a pair of brass knuckles and a white powder.
Justin King: Keep these in your tights. When he least expects it, hit him with it.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: But… That is cheating!
Justin King: Well where the fuck do you think you work?! It is part of the business and you work in one of the most violent aspects of it.
Sakaguchi Kyoshi: … That is fair…
Kyoshi willingly took the items.
Justin King: Excellent! Now you got this! Devereaux is one pissed off son of a bitch! But you got this! Just remember, be sure to kick him in the nuts before he kicks you in the nuts.
Kyoshi nodded, he knew his manager was right. If he wanted to be the Union Battleground Champion. He would have to do whatever it took to be the champion.