Post by Soutter on Aug 13, 2021 20:57:26 GMT -5
[We see a rackety broken down shack in the Mexican desert. The planks are uneven and the blistering hot sun shines in through them. Seated on the floor, twirling a ling knife is the wrestler known as ‘Cleaver’. The sun rays through the gaps in the beams shine off the twirling blade and he looks into the camera, not watching the knife as he spins it carelessly through his fingers.]
Cleaver : They call me ‘The Cleaver.’
I came from the Wastelands of the Asylum Wrestling Islands.
Now (he pauses) Now I return to my Homeland. My Barrio.
[There is a buzzing, it's a fly and in an instant Cleaver hurls the blade and it wedges into a beam of the wall, the fly impaled with it.]
Cleaver : Asylum is long gone. They were some good days on the Islands.
[He slides another blade out from his sleeve and begins twirling it, as before.]
Cleaver : Now I find my way to Lucha Subterránea Azteca.
There is much hype and promise held for this new organisation. I was thrilled to be the very first person to sign the dotted line and make my way here.
[He stands up to his feet.]
Cleaver : And to see so many follow my footsteps and come here to make this their home also, it fills me with a sense of knowledge that I have done the right thing and come to the right place.
When people look at me, they see these.
[He brandishes the knife and then it quickly disappears back up his sleeve.]
Cleaver : But make no mistake. They are only tools. I am the instrument! I am the real weapon.
In that ring, that is my real home. That is where I can embrace my true warrior self and battle it out with my opponents.
And Donzig. As my first opponent. It is an honor to do battle with you sir.
You are a great Warrior. In a short time you have blown away the network with your work ethic, and your bravado is to be commended. I have nothing negative to say about you homes. Sure, you are loco. That works for you.
When we enter The Pit at LSA#! It will be ON! I know what I am getting into, I have seen what you bring to the table, and it is impressive to say the least.
[Cleaver smiles broadly.]
Cleaver : You are one out there Vato. I am not even sure who will win. That is what I like so much about this encounter. I relish the challenge!
I know I am up to the task! I know you are!
In the Wastelands … there was not so much competition. I only suffered defeat one time, at the hands of Duke the Plagiarist.
So, that doesn’t really count now does it.
[We see a flashback to the Wastelands and Cleavers cave he discovered and his young ward he met and befriended in the jungles. She had the fighting spirit and they made a home of that cave together. He ponders where she could be and how she is doing, she would be older now. He shakes away the memory and comforts himself by redrawing his blade and spinning it again.]
Cleaver : Donzig! LSA! The battle awaits. With every moment it draws nearer, and with every moment the anticipation grows inside of me. See you at The Pit!
Cleaver : They call me ‘The Cleaver.’
I came from the Wastelands of the Asylum Wrestling Islands.
Now (he pauses) Now I return to my Homeland. My Barrio.
[There is a buzzing, it's a fly and in an instant Cleaver hurls the blade and it wedges into a beam of the wall, the fly impaled with it.]
Cleaver : Asylum is long gone. They were some good days on the Islands.
[He slides another blade out from his sleeve and begins twirling it, as before.]
Cleaver : Now I find my way to Lucha Subterránea Azteca.
There is much hype and promise held for this new organisation. I was thrilled to be the very first person to sign the dotted line and make my way here.
[He stands up to his feet.]
Cleaver : And to see so many follow my footsteps and come here to make this their home also, it fills me with a sense of knowledge that I have done the right thing and come to the right place.
When people look at me, they see these.
[He brandishes the knife and then it quickly disappears back up his sleeve.]
Cleaver : But make no mistake. They are only tools. I am the instrument! I am the real weapon.
In that ring, that is my real home. That is where I can embrace my true warrior self and battle it out with my opponents.
And Donzig. As my first opponent. It is an honor to do battle with you sir.
You are a great Warrior. In a short time you have blown away the network with your work ethic, and your bravado is to be commended. I have nothing negative to say about you homes. Sure, you are loco. That works for you.
When we enter The Pit at LSA#! It will be ON! I know what I am getting into, I have seen what you bring to the table, and it is impressive to say the least.
[Cleaver smiles broadly.]
Cleaver : You are one out there Vato. I am not even sure who will win. That is what I like so much about this encounter. I relish the challenge!
I know I am up to the task! I know you are!
In the Wastelands … there was not so much competition. I only suffered defeat one time, at the hands of Duke the Plagiarist.
So, that doesn’t really count now does it.
[We see a flashback to the Wastelands and Cleavers cave he discovered and his young ward he met and befriended in the jungles. She had the fighting spirit and they made a home of that cave together. He ponders where she could be and how she is doing, she would be older now. He shakes away the memory and comforts himself by redrawing his blade and spinning it again.]
Cleaver : Donzig! LSA! The battle awaits. With every moment it draws nearer, and with every moment the anticipation grows inside of me. See you at The Pit!