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January 13th, 2017 9:27 PM
SilverCreek Sportsplex, San Jose, CA
A multitude of camera phones raise high inside the SilverCreek Sportsplex as a very large man ascends to the top rope and then flies off with a picture perfect moonsault, crushing his opponent as he lands. The leg is hooked and the ref counts the 1, 2, 3.
Announcer: Your winner and new West Coast Pro Wrestling Pacific Northwest Heavyweight champion, MASON MOORE!
2 HOURS EARLIER
Mason Moore stands in a small makeshift dressing room, doing some bicep curls with a large bright red resistance band.
Moore: Whoooo, five hundred.
Mason drops down to the floor and starts doing pushups, oblivious to the fact that he's taking up a large amount of room. One of the other wrestlers stands over him and clears his throat. Mason raises one arm and holds his finger up.
Moore: Fifty.
Mason stands up, towering over the man who looks to be about 5'8, 170.
Moore: What's up bro?
Wrestler: You want to calm it down. This ain't exactly the biggest locker room, and not only are you a big guy, the workouts are taking up even more room. Just chill out.
Mason: Naw bro, I got a scout coming tonight. I gotta make sure I look jacked as hell and kick that ass tonight. Punching my ticket to the big time.
: Bullshit
Mason turns around to see an older wrestler taping up his wrists.
Mason: What was that Diamond?
Diamond: I said bullshit. You think just cause you look good, you're something special? If it was me you were facing tonight, that scout would leave wondering why he wasted his time.
Mason slowly clenches his fist, but before anything can happen, an older slightly chubby man walks in, and everyone in the locker room turns towards him.
Diamond: That the card boss?
Boss: Yea, First match, we got Serpiente going against Cannonball for the Junior strap, then we've got Aldous Black against Kenny Vegas, then a little fun as El Guapo Grande takes on Robbie Disquo, then The American Vipers going up against The Latin Kings for the tag straps, Intermission, we come back with Cody Cahill taking on Wesley Wright, Semi main, triple threat number one contenders with Brandon Bailey, Austin Travis Majors, and Danny Devyne. Main event, Pacific Northwest Title match, Dick Diamond and Mason Moore.
Mason turns toward Diamond and smirks as Diamond looks a little concerned, then angrily tosses the now empty roll of tape in to the trash.
2 & 1/2 HOURS LATER
Mason Moore is now dressed in a [air of black slacks and a dark blue dress shirt. He has his newly won title slung over his shoulder as he stands in front of a smaller man with dark blonde hair and a smirk on his face. The fans recognize him and are quick to get the autograph of Hayden Phoenix. After the fans have gone, Hayden turns back to Mason.
Phoenix: Impressive.
Moore: Well considering your history, I appreciate you saying that.
Phoenix: Honestly, first thought when I got the call to come and scout you, I figured you were just gonna be another bodybuilder turned wrestler. The look is good, but you showed skill to back it up. The boot you did, and that moonsault, good stuff.
Moore: So, straight to the Heavyweight title, right?
Hayden gave a little chuckle to that before he pulled out his phone.
Phoenix: I like the confidence. You definitely have the contract, but you're gonna be on the lower end of the card for a bit. There is one concern, and I'm not sure if Devlin has caught this, When was the last time you did a google image search on yourself?
Moore: Uh, I don't know. Why?
Hayden quickly does a search, and then scrolls down for a few seconds, until he finds a picture of Mason in a locker room with another man grabbing his bicep. He scrolls a bit more and there is Mason wearing a towel, with a naked woman standing in front of him grabbing him through the towel. Hayden scrolls down a bit more and this time it's a picture of Mason naked from behind.
Phoenix: I stopped looking after I saw that one. I'm gonna guess that if you add in some kind of descriptor or something like that, these pictures get a bit more graphic?
Moore: I did a few nude photo shoots and a couple of amateur videos. I was working as a bouncer at this club, someone said I could make some good money and the chick I was dating at the time was a little high maintenance.
Phoenix: Honestly, if you were just some giant slow meathead who looked good, this would have been a deal killer. it's still a bit of a red flag, and something you may have to deal with people bringing up, but I texted Devlin earlier to tell him that I think you're gonna be a massive addition to the roster.
Moore: Awesome bro.
Mason quickly shakes Hayden's hand as he smiles. Hayden pulls back his hand and gives Mason a simple nod of the head before he leaves. Mason grabs up his bag and looks around to see Dick Diamond walking out of the locker room.
Moore: Hey Dick, guess who's going to me a massive addition to the Redemption Wrestling roster? Hint, it's the guy who beat you and took the title from you earlier tonight.
Diamond sneered at him and Mason smirked as he walked out of the building laughing.
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January 23rd, 2017 4:30 PM
Kobe Portopia Hotel Health Center, Kobe Japan
Mason Moore sits on a weight bench looking forward.
Moore: You got it ready bro, know how to work it, uh, what was it, Haru?
He's talking to a small Japanese man who looks slightly annoyed.
Haru: Yes, I know how to work the camera on an iPhone, gaijin.
Moore: Cool bro. Start recording once I start lifting.
Mason lays back, grips the bar over his head and slowly starts lifting, with Haru recording, He reels off five. and puts it back down.
Moore: BOOM! FIFTY!
Mason sits up and looks at the camera with a wide smirk plastered on his face.
Moore: Do you see that Terror Twins?
Mason points back to the bar and smirks.
Moore: That is three hundred and fifty pounds. One hundred and three more pounds then the two of you weigh, combined. I just made that my bitch. Oh yea, it's not a moving target that's trying to punch me or kick me or bite me, but it's over a hundred pounds your combined weight, and I lifted that fifty times. That means I can lift the two of you up with ease, and toss you all around the ring. You are going to be slammed, drilled, pounded, and it's going to happen for as long as I want it to. I've already proven to a small audience that I can be absolutely dominant, now it's time to prove that to the World. I may be saddled with a tag team partner that apparently doesn't have anything to say about anything, but it makes no difference. I am going to walk out to that ring, grab which ever one of you is dumb enough to start the match off, and just have my way with you. I will split you in half, and then I will grab your sister and do the same while you lay there watching. Then when the job is done, I will give you Moore Power, and those fans will erupt in joy.
Mason looks at the camera and raises his arms, flexing his biceps before he winks. That was apparently the signal that Haru was waiting for as he taps the phone and then tosses it back to him. Mason hands him a fifty dollar bill, and he quickly makes his exit.
January 13th, 2017 9:27 PM
SilverCreek Sportsplex, San Jose, CA
A multitude of camera phones raise high inside the SilverCreek Sportsplex as a very large man ascends to the top rope and then flies off with a picture perfect moonsault, crushing his opponent as he lands. The leg is hooked and the ref counts the 1, 2, 3.
Announcer: Your winner and new West Coast Pro Wrestling Pacific Northwest Heavyweight champion, MASON MOORE!
2 HOURS EARLIER
Mason Moore stands in a small makeshift dressing room, doing some bicep curls with a large bright red resistance band.
Moore: Whoooo, five hundred.
Mason drops down to the floor and starts doing pushups, oblivious to the fact that he's taking up a large amount of room. One of the other wrestlers stands over him and clears his throat. Mason raises one arm and holds his finger up.
Moore: Fifty.
Mason stands up, towering over the man who looks to be about 5'8, 170.
Moore: What's up bro?
Wrestler: You want to calm it down. This ain't exactly the biggest locker room, and not only are you a big guy, the workouts are taking up even more room. Just chill out.
Mason: Naw bro, I got a scout coming tonight. I gotta make sure I look jacked as hell and kick that ass tonight. Punching my ticket to the big time.
: BullshitMason turns around to see an older wrestler taping up his wrists.
Mason: What was that Diamond?
Diamond: I said bullshit. You think just cause you look good, you're something special? If it was me you were facing tonight, that scout would leave wondering why he wasted his time.
Mason slowly clenches his fist, but before anything can happen, an older slightly chubby man walks in, and everyone in the locker room turns towards him.
Diamond: That the card boss?
Boss: Yea, First match, we got Serpiente going against Cannonball for the Junior strap, then we've got Aldous Black against Kenny Vegas, then a little fun as El Guapo Grande takes on Robbie Disquo, then The American Vipers going up against The Latin Kings for the tag straps, Intermission, we come back with Cody Cahill taking on Wesley Wright, Semi main, triple threat number one contenders with Brandon Bailey, Austin Travis Majors, and Danny Devyne. Main event, Pacific Northwest Title match, Dick Diamond and Mason Moore.
Mason turns toward Diamond and smirks as Diamond looks a little concerned, then angrily tosses the now empty roll of tape in to the trash.
2 & 1/2 HOURS LATER
Mason Moore is now dressed in a [air of black slacks and a dark blue dress shirt. He has his newly won title slung over his shoulder as he stands in front of a smaller man with dark blonde hair and a smirk on his face. The fans recognize him and are quick to get the autograph of Hayden Phoenix. After the fans have gone, Hayden turns back to Mason.
Phoenix: Impressive.
Moore: Well considering your history, I appreciate you saying that.
Phoenix: Honestly, first thought when I got the call to come and scout you, I figured you were just gonna be another bodybuilder turned wrestler. The look is good, but you showed skill to back it up. The boot you did, and that moonsault, good stuff.
Moore: So, straight to the Heavyweight title, right?
Hayden gave a little chuckle to that before he pulled out his phone.
Phoenix: I like the confidence. You definitely have the contract, but you're gonna be on the lower end of the card for a bit. There is one concern, and I'm not sure if Devlin has caught this, When was the last time you did a google image search on yourself?
Moore: Uh, I don't know. Why?
Hayden quickly does a search, and then scrolls down for a few seconds, until he finds a picture of Mason in a locker room with another man grabbing his bicep. He scrolls a bit more and there is Mason wearing a towel, with a naked woman standing in front of him grabbing him through the towel. Hayden scrolls down a bit more and this time it's a picture of Mason naked from behind.
Phoenix: I stopped looking after I saw that one. I'm gonna guess that if you add in some kind of descriptor or something like that, these pictures get a bit more graphic?
Moore: I did a few nude photo shoots and a couple of amateur videos. I was working as a bouncer at this club, someone said I could make some good money and the chick I was dating at the time was a little high maintenance.
Phoenix: Honestly, if you were just some giant slow meathead who looked good, this would have been a deal killer. it's still a bit of a red flag, and something you may have to deal with people bringing up, but I texted Devlin earlier to tell him that I think you're gonna be a massive addition to the roster.
Moore: Awesome bro.
Mason quickly shakes Hayden's hand as he smiles. Hayden pulls back his hand and gives Mason a simple nod of the head before he leaves. Mason grabs up his bag and looks around to see Dick Diamond walking out of the locker room.
Moore: Hey Dick, guess who's going to me a massive addition to the Redemption Wrestling roster? Hint, it's the guy who beat you and took the title from you earlier tonight.
Diamond sneered at him and Mason smirked as he walked out of the building laughing.
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January 23rd, 2017 4:30 PM
Kobe Portopia Hotel Health Center, Kobe Japan
Mason Moore sits on a weight bench looking forward.
Moore: You got it ready bro, know how to work it, uh, what was it, Haru?
He's talking to a small Japanese man who looks slightly annoyed.
Haru: Yes, I know how to work the camera on an iPhone, gaijin.
Moore: Cool bro. Start recording once I start lifting.
Mason lays back, grips the bar over his head and slowly starts lifting, with Haru recording, He reels off five. and puts it back down.
Moore: BOOM! FIFTY!
Mason sits up and looks at the camera with a wide smirk plastered on his face.
Moore: Do you see that Terror Twins?
Mason points back to the bar and smirks.
Moore: That is three hundred and fifty pounds. One hundred and three more pounds then the two of you weigh, combined. I just made that my bitch. Oh yea, it's not a moving target that's trying to punch me or kick me or bite me, but it's over a hundred pounds your combined weight, and I lifted that fifty times. That means I can lift the two of you up with ease, and toss you all around the ring. You are going to be slammed, drilled, pounded, and it's going to happen for as long as I want it to. I've already proven to a small audience that I can be absolutely dominant, now it's time to prove that to the World. I may be saddled with a tag team partner that apparently doesn't have anything to say about anything, but it makes no difference. I am going to walk out to that ring, grab which ever one of you is dumb enough to start the match off, and just have my way with you. I will split you in half, and then I will grab your sister and do the same while you lay there watching. Then when the job is done, I will give you Moore Power, and those fans will erupt in joy.
Mason looks at the camera and raises his arms, flexing his biceps before he winks. That was apparently the signal that Haru was waiting for as he taps the phone and then tosses it back to him. Mason hands him a fifty dollar bill, and he quickly makes his exit.
