Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2017 14:11:59 GMT -5
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May 30th, 2017 10:10 AM
Karston Daire stuffed a pair of boxing gloves, a set of kick pads, and a towel in to his small black gym bag, snatched it up and started heading out, but was stopped by Aaynet.
"What's the plan today?"
"Training."
Karston went to walk past, but she stopped him.
"Wait up for a minute. I need to get get ready to kick Ruby's ass. i'll come with you. I'll see if Gunnar wants to come to."
"Not this time."
Karston again goes to walk out, but Aaynet stops him and looks up with a bit of a 'what the hell' expression.
"I just feel like training by myself today. Not like I'm gonna have you or Gunnar out there for my match anyway."
"Since when?"
"Don't you want to focus on the main event match. He's the one who's gonna take the heavyweight title, right?"
"And you're gonna take the damn South Bay. Or he can take that one and you can take the heavyweight. I don't fucking care. I just want gold in this group and since they don't have tag titles, we focus on singles gold."
"That's what I'm doing."
Karston finally pushes past Aaynet, walks out the door and roughly closes it behind him.
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May 30th, 2017 10:55 AM
Karston fires off several hard kicks in to the punching bag, then delivers forearm shots alternating between each arm before he grabs the top of the back and jumps up hitting a vicious knee strike. He takes a few deep breaths before he grabs his towel and wipes some sweat away. He sits down on a small bench, grabs a bottle of water and takes a swig as he looks down and sees a pair of tanned legs in front of him. He looks up to the face of future AFI competitor, Juliana Mendoza.
"Impressive striking."
Karston shrugs slightly and nods as he just keeps looking at her.
"You really don't talk much, huh?"
Karston shakes his head, then grabs another sip of water.
"So then where's your manager or translator or whatever?"
"Just me today."
"Oh, he finally says something."
Juliana smirks at him as she teases slightly.
"Do you want something?"
"No, just in here training to get ready to win the tournament."
"Well, good luck."
Karston looked back down, but noticed that Juliana hadn't left.
"So why the solo thing today? I thought you and her were like a couple."
"No. You're more her type."
"Oh, well that could come in handy."
A slightly devious looks comes in to Juliana's eyes as she smirks.
"Well if you don't want to train all alone, I'll be here."
Juliana winks at him before she walks off. Karston glances up at her for a second, then stands back up and walks to the bag once more.
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June 9th, 2017 2:47 PM.
Karston Daire sits on the floor of his sparse bedroom. The small twin mattress sits on a simple frame covered by simple dark grey sheets. In the corner of the room is a set of free weights. The only other thing in the room is an average sized TV mounted on the wall hooked up to a small DVD player on the floor. He sits there in a pair of black shorts, his chest bare to show off the numerous tattoos he's acquired over the years.
"Keiji Sugiwara... this is the time where I am supposed to talk about how much I hate you. How much I despise you. How I can't wait to kick your ass. How you're beneath me and will never defeat me. That's what people would expect from Aaynet at least. No doubt it's strange for you and everyone else to see me without her or Gunnar. Thing is, this match isn't about her or Gunnar. It's about me and you. Now I am looking forward to kicking your ass, but it's not due to hatred. It's impossible to hate someone that you barely care about. No, this match isn't about hatred or superiority or titles, it's about disappointment. My tag team partner, he's in the main event, but once again I find myself at the bottom of the card. Not even in the first match, the one to set the pace for the show, to get the crowd invested early on. No we're in the match for all those bastards with the small bladders who have to take their first of four piss breaks. I put that on you Keiji."
Karston takes a deep breath and raises his hands, his fingers coming together as he stares straight ahead.
"You came in with so much hype, so much promise. You were in the first main event for this company, but you have done nothing since then. Even that match, you only won by disqualification. Then you lost in your battle royal, then you lost a tag team match. You have been a complete and utter disappointment, Keiji. That's why we;'re the piss break match, that's why I'm not gonna have the kind of audience I should when I dismantle you. That's why everyone is talking about Gunnar as a potential champion, and I'm put on the back burner. Because while he gets a match with the champion, I get a match with the biggest disappointment in all of West Coast Genesis. I get a match with the guy who might find himself out of a job after this show. I get a match with the guy who seems to be going through the motions and collecting a paycheck."
Karston stands up now, runs his hands through his beard and shakes his head.
"Keiji, I am begging you to take this seriously. I am begging you to show why you were put in the first main event. I am begging you to show any of that promise you had early on. I am begging you to show that inner fire that you used to be known for. Keiji, I am begging you, do not be a disappointment. Give me a real damn fight. Give me everything you have out there. Show everyone that this should have been the God damned main event. Show everyone that we are not a piss break match. Show everyone that are not the two guys you walk away from seeing. Show everyone that thinks about going to the concession stand or the march table, that they are fucking idiots. Show everyone that Keiji Sugiwara and Karston Daire are two of the most vicious strikers on this planet. Show everyone Keiji Sugiwara and Karston Daire are championship material. Because I can guarantee you that is what I am going out there to prove. I want you to meet me in the middle of that ring and hit me as hard as you possibly can. Because that is exactly what I am going to do to you. I want this to be the fight that people talk about for years after. Do not disappoint me Keiji."
Karston stares straight ahead at the camera, raises both first up below his chin and smirks before the scene cuts out.
May 30th, 2017 10:10 AM
Karston Daire stuffed a pair of boxing gloves, a set of kick pads, and a towel in to his small black gym bag, snatched it up and started heading out, but was stopped by Aaynet.
"What's the plan today?"
"Training."
Karston went to walk past, but she stopped him.
"Wait up for a minute. I need to get get ready to kick Ruby's ass. i'll come with you. I'll see if Gunnar wants to come to."
"Not this time."
Karston again goes to walk out, but Aaynet stops him and looks up with a bit of a 'what the hell' expression.
"I just feel like training by myself today. Not like I'm gonna have you or Gunnar out there for my match anyway."
"Since when?"
"Don't you want to focus on the main event match. He's the one who's gonna take the heavyweight title, right?"
"And you're gonna take the damn South Bay. Or he can take that one and you can take the heavyweight. I don't fucking care. I just want gold in this group and since they don't have tag titles, we focus on singles gold."
"That's what I'm doing."
Karston finally pushes past Aaynet, walks out the door and roughly closes it behind him.
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May 30th, 2017 10:55 AM
Karston fires off several hard kicks in to the punching bag, then delivers forearm shots alternating between each arm before he grabs the top of the back and jumps up hitting a vicious knee strike. He takes a few deep breaths before he grabs his towel and wipes some sweat away. He sits down on a small bench, grabs a bottle of water and takes a swig as he looks down and sees a pair of tanned legs in front of him. He looks up to the face of future AFI competitor, Juliana Mendoza.
"Impressive striking."
Karston shrugs slightly and nods as he just keeps looking at her.
"You really don't talk much, huh?"
Karston shakes his head, then grabs another sip of water.
"So then where's your manager or translator or whatever?"
"Just me today."
"Oh, he finally says something."
Juliana smirks at him as she teases slightly.
"Do you want something?"
"No, just in here training to get ready to win the tournament."
"Well, good luck."
Karston looked back down, but noticed that Juliana hadn't left.
"So why the solo thing today? I thought you and her were like a couple."
"No. You're more her type."
"Oh, well that could come in handy."
A slightly devious looks comes in to Juliana's eyes as she smirks.
"Well if you don't want to train all alone, I'll be here."
Juliana winks at him before she walks off. Karston glances up at her for a second, then stands back up and walks to the bag once more.
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June 9th, 2017 2:47 PM.
Karston Daire sits on the floor of his sparse bedroom. The small twin mattress sits on a simple frame covered by simple dark grey sheets. In the corner of the room is a set of free weights. The only other thing in the room is an average sized TV mounted on the wall hooked up to a small DVD player on the floor. He sits there in a pair of black shorts, his chest bare to show off the numerous tattoos he's acquired over the years.
"Keiji Sugiwara... this is the time where I am supposed to talk about how much I hate you. How much I despise you. How I can't wait to kick your ass. How you're beneath me and will never defeat me. That's what people would expect from Aaynet at least. No doubt it's strange for you and everyone else to see me without her or Gunnar. Thing is, this match isn't about her or Gunnar. It's about me and you. Now I am looking forward to kicking your ass, but it's not due to hatred. It's impossible to hate someone that you barely care about. No, this match isn't about hatred or superiority or titles, it's about disappointment. My tag team partner, he's in the main event, but once again I find myself at the bottom of the card. Not even in the first match, the one to set the pace for the show, to get the crowd invested early on. No we're in the match for all those bastards with the small bladders who have to take their first of four piss breaks. I put that on you Keiji."
Karston takes a deep breath and raises his hands, his fingers coming together as he stares straight ahead.
"You came in with so much hype, so much promise. You were in the first main event for this company, but you have done nothing since then. Even that match, you only won by disqualification. Then you lost in your battle royal, then you lost a tag team match. You have been a complete and utter disappointment, Keiji. That's why we;'re the piss break match, that's why I'm not gonna have the kind of audience I should when I dismantle you. That's why everyone is talking about Gunnar as a potential champion, and I'm put on the back burner. Because while he gets a match with the champion, I get a match with the biggest disappointment in all of West Coast Genesis. I get a match with the guy who might find himself out of a job after this show. I get a match with the guy who seems to be going through the motions and collecting a paycheck."
Karston stands up now, runs his hands through his beard and shakes his head.
"Keiji, I am begging you to take this seriously. I am begging you to show why you were put in the first main event. I am begging you to show any of that promise you had early on. I am begging you to show that inner fire that you used to be known for. Keiji, I am begging you, do not be a disappointment. Give me a real damn fight. Give me everything you have out there. Show everyone that this should have been the God damned main event. Show everyone that we are not a piss break match. Show everyone that are not the two guys you walk away from seeing. Show everyone that thinks about going to the concession stand or the march table, that they are fucking idiots. Show everyone that Keiji Sugiwara and Karston Daire are two of the most vicious strikers on this planet. Show everyone Keiji Sugiwara and Karston Daire are championship material. Because I can guarantee you that is what I am going out there to prove. I want you to meet me in the middle of that ring and hit me as hard as you possibly can. Because that is exactly what I am going to do to you. I want this to be the fight that people talk about for years after. Do not disappoint me Keiji."
Karston stares straight ahead at the camera, raises both first up below his chin and smirks before the scene cuts out.