Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2017 14:00:51 GMT -5
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March 9th, 2017 6:58 PM
Ryougoku Sumo Hall Backstage Corridor 1, Tokyo, Japan
Mason Moore peeked out of the hallway and sighed as he watched the crew setting up the ring. He went back and sat on an empty equipment crate when a crew member came up to him.
"Hey Mason. They should be done setting up the ring in about 10 minutes. We were wondering if we could get some video of you training?"
"Fine, just don't get in my way."
The crew member nods and goes to grab the camera man
"Wait a second. Bring him here first, I'll go ahead and talk about Coda while they finish setting up."
"Great."
The crew member quickly heads off as Mason waits. he catches a quick glimpse of himself in the mirror, runs his hand through his hair, and looks for a bit before he pulls out his phone. After a quick scroll, he makes his call and hits speaker phone. After a few rings, the phone is answered, but there's a few seconds of silence.
"Bonjour. Who is this. I was sleep."
"Felipe, it's Mason. I had a thought and I had to call you."
"Call back in nine hours."
"I'll be asleep then, I'm still over in Japan. Come on, it's only like two there in Vegas."
"Is this very important Mason?"
"Yes, I need to make an appointment with you for as soon as I get back. I'm thinking a complete change in look."
"Well it is about time. The basic short hair and sometime kind of beard, not good for you."
"Right, I'm gonna let the facial hair grow, we'll do something cool with that, then I'm thinking maybe like a mohawk kind of deal, or at least something short on the sides, kind of high. You know, really grab peoples attention with everything about me."
"Very well. I will pencil you in for Monday. What time do you get back?"
"I'm gonna be leaving here Monday afternoon, so that will be like Sunday night there. I think I'm back at one, so let's make it two thirty?"
"Wonderful. I will see you then. Now, sleep for Felipe."
"Good night Felipe."
Felipe doesn't even say good night, he just hangs up, and Mason tosses his phone back in to his pocket as the camera man walks up.
"Damn, that was good timing."
The camera man quickly gets everything ready as Mason stands up in front of the equipment crate, and takes off his shirt for some reason, leaving him standing there in a pair of black Redemption Wrestling branded athletic shorts. The camera man gives him the count down and the red light is on.
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Mason takes a few seconds to flex and admire himself before he looks up at the camera.
"Ladies and ladies, I am Mason Moore. The single most impressive physical specimen on the Redemption Wrestling roster, and your future Genesis Champion. This week though, I have to face Coda. A woman that has been very impressive in her short stint in this company. Sure she beat some local talent, got a tag team win because one half of her opponents was stupid and spent the entire match in the ring instead of ever tagging his partner, lost a battle royal, and then had a gimme match against the person with the worst record in all of Redemption, but why wouldn't people be impressed with that over a guy who was dominant in his first ever match, and only lost because was saddled with an incompetent partner? Why wouldn't people be more impressed with her, instead of a guy who absolutely dominated the first New Generation champion? Why wouldn't people be more impressed with her, than a guy who dominated the current Genesis champion, and only lost because his manager got involved to save the title for him?"
Mason shakes his head, looks up at the camera and mouths IDIOTS!
"Enough about the people too dumb to realize my greatness. Right now, I want to speak directly to you Coda. This whole playing hard to get thing, it was cute at first, but it's getting old now. Just admit that you want Moore, and I'll take it easy on you in this match. Hell you can lay down in the middle of the ring, I'll get a quick pin, and then we can go back to my hotel and you can lay down for me again. Because I'll tell you this right now Coda. If you really believe that one surprise headlock that I let you keep applied because I kind of enjoyed the feeling of my head rubbing against your barely there tits, is really something to hang your hat on, you could not be more wrong. I should be facing Trixie at Ultimate Resolve. I should be defending my newly won Genesis Title. Instead, because of that weasel of a manager Tillman has, I'm not the Genesis champion. So now, I have to beat you to earn another shot at that title, and that is exactly what I intend on doing. You can decide if it's a nice night for you, or if it's gonna be the single most miserable experience you've ever had inside of a ring. Because I tell you this right now Coda. if I have to run though you, I will. If I have to tear you apart, I will. . If I have to spend all damn night drilling and slamming and pounding you in to submission, I will. Believe me Coda, you can not handle Moore Muscle."
Mason raises his arms and flexes, then brings them down, hulking up a bit, before he grabs his shirt and heads off towards the ring.
March 9th, 2017 6:58 PM
Ryougoku Sumo Hall Backstage Corridor 1, Tokyo, Japan
Mason Moore peeked out of the hallway and sighed as he watched the crew setting up the ring. He went back and sat on an empty equipment crate when a crew member came up to him.
"Hey Mason. They should be done setting up the ring in about 10 minutes. We were wondering if we could get some video of you training?"
"Fine, just don't get in my way."
The crew member nods and goes to grab the camera man
"Wait a second. Bring him here first, I'll go ahead and talk about Coda while they finish setting up."
"Great."
The crew member quickly heads off as Mason waits. he catches a quick glimpse of himself in the mirror, runs his hand through his hair, and looks for a bit before he pulls out his phone. After a quick scroll, he makes his call and hits speaker phone. After a few rings, the phone is answered, but there's a few seconds of silence.
"Bonjour. Who is this. I was sleep."
"Felipe, it's Mason. I had a thought and I had to call you."
"Call back in nine hours."
"I'll be asleep then, I'm still over in Japan. Come on, it's only like two there in Vegas."
"Is this very important Mason?"
"Yes, I need to make an appointment with you for as soon as I get back. I'm thinking a complete change in look."
"Well it is about time. The basic short hair and sometime kind of beard, not good for you."
"Right, I'm gonna let the facial hair grow, we'll do something cool with that, then I'm thinking maybe like a mohawk kind of deal, or at least something short on the sides, kind of high. You know, really grab peoples attention with everything about me."
"Very well. I will pencil you in for Monday. What time do you get back?"
"I'm gonna be leaving here Monday afternoon, so that will be like Sunday night there. I think I'm back at one, so let's make it two thirty?"
"Wonderful. I will see you then. Now, sleep for Felipe."
"Good night Felipe."
Felipe doesn't even say good night, he just hangs up, and Mason tosses his phone back in to his pocket as the camera man walks up.
"Damn, that was good timing."
The camera man quickly gets everything ready as Mason stands up in front of the equipment crate, and takes off his shirt for some reason, leaving him standing there in a pair of black Redemption Wrestling branded athletic shorts. The camera man gives him the count down and the red light is on.
$$$$$ ON CAMERA $$$$$
Mason takes a few seconds to flex and admire himself before he looks up at the camera.
"Ladies and ladies, I am Mason Moore. The single most impressive physical specimen on the Redemption Wrestling roster, and your future Genesis Champion. This week though, I have to face Coda. A woman that has been very impressive in her short stint in this company. Sure she beat some local talent, got a tag team win because one half of her opponents was stupid and spent the entire match in the ring instead of ever tagging his partner, lost a battle royal, and then had a gimme match against the person with the worst record in all of Redemption, but why wouldn't people be impressed with that over a guy who was dominant in his first ever match, and only lost because was saddled with an incompetent partner? Why wouldn't people be more impressed with her, instead of a guy who absolutely dominated the first New Generation champion? Why wouldn't people be more impressed with her, than a guy who dominated the current Genesis champion, and only lost because his manager got involved to save the title for him?"
Mason shakes his head, looks up at the camera and mouths IDIOTS!
"Enough about the people too dumb to realize my greatness. Right now, I want to speak directly to you Coda. This whole playing hard to get thing, it was cute at first, but it's getting old now. Just admit that you want Moore, and I'll take it easy on you in this match. Hell you can lay down in the middle of the ring, I'll get a quick pin, and then we can go back to my hotel and you can lay down for me again. Because I'll tell you this right now Coda. If you really believe that one surprise headlock that I let you keep applied because I kind of enjoyed the feeling of my head rubbing against your barely there tits, is really something to hang your hat on, you could not be more wrong. I should be facing Trixie at Ultimate Resolve. I should be defending my newly won Genesis Title. Instead, because of that weasel of a manager Tillman has, I'm not the Genesis champion. So now, I have to beat you to earn another shot at that title, and that is exactly what I intend on doing. You can decide if it's a nice night for you, or if it's gonna be the single most miserable experience you've ever had inside of a ring. Because I tell you this right now Coda. if I have to run though you, I will. If I have to tear you apart, I will. . If I have to spend all damn night drilling and slamming and pounding you in to submission, I will. Believe me Coda, you can not handle Moore Muscle."
Mason raises his arms and flexes, then brings them down, hulking up a bit, before he grabs his shirt and heads off towards the ring.
