Post by keiji on Jul 27, 2018 7:48:47 GMT -5
On Camera
Keiji Sugiwara is seen leaning an old beat up pick up truck, as usual he is dressed super casual, wearing a pair of jeans, a pair of orange sneakers, and a T-Shirt depicting a cat riding a unicorn.
Keiji: Oh wow, where to even begin here. Zach, dude, you seriously need to lighten up. And what's this about me always using bears?
An angry Brandon stomps towards Keiji, and gets blindsided by a man in a bear suit. Brandon and the bear roll around on the ground, and Keiji just completely ignores it.
Keiji: Like maybe twice, sure. Title matches, got to stick with that tradition bro. Like seriously, you need to chill. You're walking around in your expensive suits, and you think that makes you somehow superior? Don't even get me started on your claims of winning a world title, let me ask you, where is that belt now? You obviously don't have it with you. I've never won gold, and if I did I wouldn't go around rubbing every other person's nose in it.
Brandon seems to be really struggling with the “bear attack" but is somehow still trying to advance towards Keiji, who is still seemingly oblivious to the hilarity ensuing behind him.
Keiji: You need to be taught a lesson in respect, because the only person you seem to have it for is yourself. And what is with this whole Allegiance thing? You are literally like the villain who reveals his master plan. Jesus, I'm surprised you weren't cradling a hairless cat and trying to look menacing. What next, you going to threaten me with frickin sharks, with frickin laser beams, on their frickin heads? How about no! But, I get it. You need backup, fine. Me? I get things done, I don't need a posse to follow me around, and help me scrape by. I win, it's because I made that happen, I lose, same thing.
Brandon finally gets the upper hand, but suddenly another bear rushes in out of nowhere and takes him down.
Keiji: So, yeah. Bring backup, it only shows you don't think you can do it on your own. Which is a shame, you don't even think you can beat me, in your own handpicked match. But I'm middle of the road, ok, keep telling yourself that Knight. Maybe jot down some excuses as to why you lost, wouldn't want you to look foolish or anything.
Suddenly the bears take off, and an exhausted Brandon claps a hand on Keiji's shoulder, giving him a bit of a startle.
Brandon: Away...from...the truck.
Keiji looks confused, and traces Brandon up and down with his eyes. He starts to speak, but is seemingly at a loss for words. He pushes away from the truck, and begins to slowly look around.
Keiji: The hell happened to you? Why are you so tired? Dude, work on your cardio, it's like three feet from the door to here.
Brandon looks frustrated, and puts his hand on his hips, not sure if Keiji was being serious or not.
Brandon: Two...bears.
Keiji: What bears, where? I'm not using bears today. Have you been smoking the devil's lettuce, Brandon? This is serious, keep talking about bears, Zachary will probably want to fight you next.
Brandon: Who?
Keiji: Zachary Knight, come on, he was world champion.
Brandon: Fuck...that...guy.
Keiji smirks, and looks directly into the camera, it took everything in him to not bust out laughing right then and there.
Keiji: He said it, not me. Can't say the F word Brandon, what if kids are watching this?
Brandon, who seems to have finally caught his breath let's Keiji's words kind of roll around in his head.
Brandon: Well, doubt there are many parents letting their kids watch some weird ass gay podcast.
Keiji: It's West Coast Genesis dude, it's a wrestling show.
Brandon: I don't watch that, NGW or nothin son.
Keiji cocks his eyebrow, and begins to shake his head at Brandon.
Keiji: You know, WCG is a part of NGW yes? Like, literally a developmental brand for them. As in, future potential roster members.
Brandon: You're making shit up now man, the hell is all that about? Seriously sounds like a bunch of made up horse crap to me.
Keiji: It's not, I can assure you. Look, just watch the Pay Per View on Saturday, I promise you'll love it. You'll get to see me make some arrogant jerkoff tap, while his two buddies watch.
Brandon takes a few steps back, and his eyes get wide as saucers.
Brandon: When you say shit like that, it makes me think we ain't talkin wrestling here, son. I ain't gonna say what I'm thinkin, but I can tell ya I don't like it.
Keiji: Brandon, bro, get your mind out of the gutter. It's a submission match.
Brandon: Sub, dom, switch, that shot don't make a lick of difference to me, I'm thinking I'll just save my money for something less, I don't know, suspicious.
Keiji rolls his eyes at Brandon, and places a hand back on his truck by mistake.
Brandon: Come on, I just had that baby waxed, your messin up my shiny new coat!
Keiji: Oh, sorry. Wait, you had “that" waxed? This thing has to be on its last legs, that's like getting an elderly person elective surgery. Sure, you can do that, but it doesn't make sense, nor is it very practical. That's all I saying.
Brandon: What the fu...heck ever man, just keep your greasy mitts off it, I'm askin asking nicely here.
Keiji: Because you respect me?
Brandon: Respect, the hell kind of pansy talk is that? No, just easier than kickin your head in. I gotta get my ass back to work, can't believe I wasted my smoke break for this crap.
Brandon storms back towards the building, and suddenly the “bears” were back. Keiji keeps focused on the camera, and smiles for the fans.
Keiji: Guess I'll be seeing you at the show Knight, we'll just have to see if you can really back up all your big talk.
Keiji Sugiwara is seen leaning an old beat up pick up truck, as usual he is dressed super casual, wearing a pair of jeans, a pair of orange sneakers, and a T-Shirt depicting a cat riding a unicorn.
Keiji: Oh wow, where to even begin here. Zach, dude, you seriously need to lighten up. And what's this about me always using bears?
An angry Brandon stomps towards Keiji, and gets blindsided by a man in a bear suit. Brandon and the bear roll around on the ground, and Keiji just completely ignores it.
Keiji: Like maybe twice, sure. Title matches, got to stick with that tradition bro. Like seriously, you need to chill. You're walking around in your expensive suits, and you think that makes you somehow superior? Don't even get me started on your claims of winning a world title, let me ask you, where is that belt now? You obviously don't have it with you. I've never won gold, and if I did I wouldn't go around rubbing every other person's nose in it.
Brandon seems to be really struggling with the “bear attack" but is somehow still trying to advance towards Keiji, who is still seemingly oblivious to the hilarity ensuing behind him.
Keiji: You need to be taught a lesson in respect, because the only person you seem to have it for is yourself. And what is with this whole Allegiance thing? You are literally like the villain who reveals his master plan. Jesus, I'm surprised you weren't cradling a hairless cat and trying to look menacing. What next, you going to threaten me with frickin sharks, with frickin laser beams, on their frickin heads? How about no! But, I get it. You need backup, fine. Me? I get things done, I don't need a posse to follow me around, and help me scrape by. I win, it's because I made that happen, I lose, same thing.
Brandon finally gets the upper hand, but suddenly another bear rushes in out of nowhere and takes him down.
Keiji: So, yeah. Bring backup, it only shows you don't think you can do it on your own. Which is a shame, you don't even think you can beat me, in your own handpicked match. But I'm middle of the road, ok, keep telling yourself that Knight. Maybe jot down some excuses as to why you lost, wouldn't want you to look foolish or anything.
Suddenly the bears take off, and an exhausted Brandon claps a hand on Keiji's shoulder, giving him a bit of a startle.
Brandon: Away...from...the truck.
Keiji looks confused, and traces Brandon up and down with his eyes. He starts to speak, but is seemingly at a loss for words. He pushes away from the truck, and begins to slowly look around.
Keiji: The hell happened to you? Why are you so tired? Dude, work on your cardio, it's like three feet from the door to here.
Brandon looks frustrated, and puts his hand on his hips, not sure if Keiji was being serious or not.
Brandon: Two...bears.
Keiji: What bears, where? I'm not using bears today. Have you been smoking the devil's lettuce, Brandon? This is serious, keep talking about bears, Zachary will probably want to fight you next.
Brandon: Who?
Keiji: Zachary Knight, come on, he was world champion.
Brandon: Fuck...that...guy.
Keiji smirks, and looks directly into the camera, it took everything in him to not bust out laughing right then and there.
Keiji: He said it, not me. Can't say the F word Brandon, what if kids are watching this?
Brandon, who seems to have finally caught his breath let's Keiji's words kind of roll around in his head.
Brandon: Well, doubt there are many parents letting their kids watch some weird ass gay podcast.
Keiji: It's West Coast Genesis dude, it's a wrestling show.
Brandon: I don't watch that, NGW or nothin son.
Keiji cocks his eyebrow, and begins to shake his head at Brandon.
Keiji: You know, WCG is a part of NGW yes? Like, literally a developmental brand for them. As in, future potential roster members.
Brandon: You're making shit up now man, the hell is all that about? Seriously sounds like a bunch of made up horse crap to me.
Keiji: It's not, I can assure you. Look, just watch the Pay Per View on Saturday, I promise you'll love it. You'll get to see me make some arrogant jerkoff tap, while his two buddies watch.
Brandon takes a few steps back, and his eyes get wide as saucers.
Brandon: When you say shit like that, it makes me think we ain't talkin wrestling here, son. I ain't gonna say what I'm thinkin, but I can tell ya I don't like it.
Keiji: Brandon, bro, get your mind out of the gutter. It's a submission match.
Brandon: Sub, dom, switch, that shot don't make a lick of difference to me, I'm thinking I'll just save my money for something less, I don't know, suspicious.
Keiji rolls his eyes at Brandon, and places a hand back on his truck by mistake.
Brandon: Come on, I just had that baby waxed, your messin up my shiny new coat!
Keiji: Oh, sorry. Wait, you had “that" waxed? This thing has to be on its last legs, that's like getting an elderly person elective surgery. Sure, you can do that, but it doesn't make sense, nor is it very practical. That's all I saying.
Brandon: What the fu...heck ever man, just keep your greasy mitts off it, I'm askin asking nicely here.
Keiji: Because you respect me?
Brandon: Respect, the hell kind of pansy talk is that? No, just easier than kickin your head in. I gotta get my ass back to work, can't believe I wasted my smoke break for this crap.
Brandon storms back towards the building, and suddenly the “bears” were back. Keiji keeps focused on the camera, and smiles for the fans.
Keiji: Guess I'll be seeing you at the show Knight, we'll just have to see if you can really back up all your big talk.