プロレス

by Big Boi 702 Fri Sep 08, 2017 9:19 pm

After his bout with the fish himself, El Jefe, Ushio Takato stood tall amongst the luchador. He looked onward at the lifeless body of El Jefe, looking determined like he didn’t do anything. He slowly goes to the other side of the ring, assisting the announcer of his mic, as he begun speaking

El Jefe….really? You people must put your money on false hopes and fake heroes because I just put one of the best down for the 3 count. And I don’t care what I have to do to get to where I need to get. I’ll fight anyone, I’ll wrestle anyone. Because of this….this is the new revolution of Japanese Wrestling. Or for the smart people out there, the new revolution of Puroresu. Men like Shohei 'Giant' Baba, Antonio Inoki, and Rikidōzan have made wrestling, especially japanese wrestling, into what it is today. And now I’m going to do the same. I’m going to revolutionize the sport that is Pro Wrestling. And I will start from scratch, brick-by-brick, to get to the top of this company and actually do something rather than go up for a little bit then fall off the top and go straight to the bottom. So this goes out to my Mitb Competitors….I’m coming. And you better step out the way, or have the balls to step to me. Because I will hurt you in that ring and take my title as “Japan’s Greatest Export” from that scum of Japanese talent scrubbed off the boot of CMV called Paul Divine.

Ushio drops the mic onto El Jefe, as the momentous boos of the crowd explode onto the scene. Ushio walks up the ramp and into the back, still hearing the boos from the arena