A brand new start - Pequeño Dinosaurio
Feb 15, 2022 16:51:44 GMT -5
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‘This wasn’t that big of a deal.’ This was the thought that echoed through his mind as he sat next to his Tagteam partner.
Glancing around the restaurant, Vanessa had spared no expense. She insisted they meet her in Rio ahead of their debut for a fledgling company to be known as Conquest Wrestling Federation.
But as he looked around for the fifth time in ten minutes, he was still in awe.
Dark marble floors were lined with gold filigree, stone planters seemingly cut to appear carved served as dividers. Tropical plants and vines reaching up to the ceiling and giving the interior a maze like feel. Finding the bathroom would be a task in and of itself.
Looking past the forest green cuff of his sport coat and beyond the yellow of his dress shirt, Vanessa was now ten minutes late according to the Rolex his father had given him to commemorate his first title win.
“Nervous mate?” Union Jack quipped, tugging at the strap on his blue bear themed mask, straightening it.
“I’d say you’re sweating like a whore in church.” Not questioning his friend’s expertise in this particular area, the young dinosaur laughs it off.
He can feel the tension in his shoulders release just a little, Jack kept him grounded…as odd as that was to say about an almost six foot tall man-child in a bright blue bear mask.
“I know amigo, but I have this horrible feeling. Why would Vanessa want to meet with us? Did the company fall through? Are we released already? Our last two promotions haven’t exactly been welcoming, I’m worried this one’s going to be the same.” His voice echoed his words, the nineteen year old who was just entering his second year as a competitor had already seen his fifth promotion in less than thirteen months and it had him shook.
They were brought in, pushed into a title match before they were truly ready and then discarded when they didn’t win. Worse yet they were left off the next card and when Dinosaurio asked about it, he was told that “you can cut a promo on the show, but I don’t have anything for you right now.” After three matches.
Three matches and the promoter “had nothing” for them, Dinosaurio took some time to think it over but ultimately decided that not having a promotion to work for and having one that wouldn’t book him were one and the same, and tendered his resignation soon after.
Now they sat in a lavish restaurant celebrating another debut, he felt like he didn’t deserve this sort of treatment. It was eating him up.
“No way, this one’s legit. I knew of their last project, Xtreme Wrestling Zone. As long as this Lazarus fella has some financial backing, we’re brilliant.” It was a stretch for the Lucha bear, but not that big of one.
Joey Lazarus, or Laz’ as he was known to his friends and business partners had suffered a number of personal setbacks in the past few years but, like the business he is, came out the other side with enough backing to start this new promotion; Conquest Wrestling Federation.
Offering the duo and fair wage and something most promoters knew nothing of…a fair opportunity, they signed immediately.
Which brought them here, sitting, waiting for their agent.
Truly turning his attention to his Tagteam partner, his concern again bubbling to the surface. “I’m glad you’re so confident, but what about the roster? Word backstage is talent isn’t exactly jumping to sign with an unproven company when the network is teeming with established places.”
Nodding, Jack had expected this dark cloud hanging over his friend and he was prepared with a handful of silver linings. “That’s why we go out there and do what we do better than anyone; entertain. We’re money m, it’s just that we’re not a typical Tagteam that throws off promoters. Trust me, this Laz bloke is going to get us and instead of just using us to make someone else look good, we might actually get a chance to be champions again.”
Any further debate flew out the window as their hostess returned to the table with their third. “Hey guys, sorry I’m late but I have news!”
Vanessa Martinez was something of an oddity in the sports agent business. A prodigy, she’d been exposed to the business through her father’s high profile clientele, which included Pequeño Dinosaurio’s father, the legendary Tiranosaurio.
Dressed for the occasion, the Latina beauty’s dress sparkled from the shoulder straps to her ankles and accented every curve in between.
The excitement in her voice was palpable as the hostess helped her into her seat, “You guys are going to be in the first match in Conquest Wrestling Federation history!” Vanessa beamed, if this promotion became a hit, that would be a trivia question they would always be the answer to. “You’ll be facing Hump ‘n’ Dump…”
Drawing a scoff from Union Jack, he interrupts. “Hump ‘n’ Dump? Is that our opponents or my dating tactics love?”
This wasn’t simply ‘jerking the curtain’, drawing the high energy euro-trash duo in a the opening match was something of an honour in this instance, they’d set to bar for the show…hell, the whole company!
“I’ve seen them around amigo, they’re good…well actually they’re a couple of cabrons but…” He chuckles, “…they claim to be from Europe maybe you’ll get a pint after the show?”
Jack motions to the mostly empty bottle of champagne before him, “I doubt it but anything would be better than this swill!”
“That ‘swill’ is a hundred and fifty dollars a bottle I’ll have you know…” Pouring herself a glass, she takes time to engage her senses in the tasting of the ambrosia within the crystal flute. “…luckily this is a business meeting and daddy is on the hook for all this, so order us another bottle! I feel it this time guys! This is it! Your big break!”
Smiling are all around the table as Union Jack and Vanessa clink glasses while the under age and admittedly ‘straight edge’ Dinosaurio smiles, these were the moments he’d recall when he was Tiranosaurio Junior. When he was a superstar.
Swallowing hard, Vanessa isn’t finished. “Look guys, I need to be honest. Conquest isn’t the only reason I brought you out here.” Clearly this was difficult for her, Marmite sponsorships and toy deals aside, she had something clearly weighing on her chest. “I wanted to say I’m sorry for ignoring you guys for Ox…”
Downing another glass of ‘swill’ Jack cuts her off,
“No need to say his name, we all thought that place was the one. None of us could have predicted those nonces wanting us to exchange our masks for white hoods!”
Taken aback by his partner’s humility, Dinosaurio echoes his sentiments. “We know you want your shot at the big time Vanessa. We do too, hopefully we all find what we’re looking for.”
And with that, the tension between the three seemed to evaporate. They laughed and talked well into the night, closing the restaurant and then heading out to dance, they were young, free and living out their dreams.
#JoinTheConquest
Glancing around the restaurant, Vanessa had spared no expense. She insisted they meet her in Rio ahead of their debut for a fledgling company to be known as Conquest Wrestling Federation.
But as he looked around for the fifth time in ten minutes, he was still in awe.
Dark marble floors were lined with gold filigree, stone planters seemingly cut to appear carved served as dividers. Tropical plants and vines reaching up to the ceiling and giving the interior a maze like feel. Finding the bathroom would be a task in and of itself.
Looking past the forest green cuff of his sport coat and beyond the yellow of his dress shirt, Vanessa was now ten minutes late according to the Rolex his father had given him to commemorate his first title win.
“Nervous mate?” Union Jack quipped, tugging at the strap on his blue bear themed mask, straightening it.
“I’d say you’re sweating like a whore in church.” Not questioning his friend’s expertise in this particular area, the young dinosaur laughs it off.
He can feel the tension in his shoulders release just a little, Jack kept him grounded…as odd as that was to say about an almost six foot tall man-child in a bright blue bear mask.
“I know amigo, but I have this horrible feeling. Why would Vanessa want to meet with us? Did the company fall through? Are we released already? Our last two promotions haven’t exactly been welcoming, I’m worried this one’s going to be the same.” His voice echoed his words, the nineteen year old who was just entering his second year as a competitor had already seen his fifth promotion in less than thirteen months and it had him shook.
They were brought in, pushed into a title match before they were truly ready and then discarded when they didn’t win. Worse yet they were left off the next card and when Dinosaurio asked about it, he was told that “you can cut a promo on the show, but I don’t have anything for you right now.” After three matches.
Three matches and the promoter “had nothing” for them, Dinosaurio took some time to think it over but ultimately decided that not having a promotion to work for and having one that wouldn’t book him were one and the same, and tendered his resignation soon after.
Now they sat in a lavish restaurant celebrating another debut, he felt like he didn’t deserve this sort of treatment. It was eating him up.
“No way, this one’s legit. I knew of their last project, Xtreme Wrestling Zone. As long as this Lazarus fella has some financial backing, we’re brilliant.” It was a stretch for the Lucha bear, but not that big of one.
Joey Lazarus, or Laz’ as he was known to his friends and business partners had suffered a number of personal setbacks in the past few years but, like the business he is, came out the other side with enough backing to start this new promotion; Conquest Wrestling Federation.
Offering the duo and fair wage and something most promoters knew nothing of…a fair opportunity, they signed immediately.
Which brought them here, sitting, waiting for their agent.
Truly turning his attention to his Tagteam partner, his concern again bubbling to the surface. “I’m glad you’re so confident, but what about the roster? Word backstage is talent isn’t exactly jumping to sign with an unproven company when the network is teeming with established places.”
Nodding, Jack had expected this dark cloud hanging over his friend and he was prepared with a handful of silver linings. “That’s why we go out there and do what we do better than anyone; entertain. We’re money m, it’s just that we’re not a typical Tagteam that throws off promoters. Trust me, this Laz bloke is going to get us and instead of just using us to make someone else look good, we might actually get a chance to be champions again.”
Any further debate flew out the window as their hostess returned to the table with their third. “Hey guys, sorry I’m late but I have news!”
Vanessa Martinez was something of an oddity in the sports agent business. A prodigy, she’d been exposed to the business through her father’s high profile clientele, which included Pequeño Dinosaurio’s father, the legendary Tiranosaurio.
Dressed for the occasion, the Latina beauty’s dress sparkled from the shoulder straps to her ankles and accented every curve in between.
The excitement in her voice was palpable as the hostess helped her into her seat, “You guys are going to be in the first match in Conquest Wrestling Federation history!” Vanessa beamed, if this promotion became a hit, that would be a trivia question they would always be the answer to. “You’ll be facing Hump ‘n’ Dump…”
Drawing a scoff from Union Jack, he interrupts. “Hump ‘n’ Dump? Is that our opponents or my dating tactics love?”
This wasn’t simply ‘jerking the curtain’, drawing the high energy euro-trash duo in a the opening match was something of an honour in this instance, they’d set to bar for the show…hell, the whole company!
“I’ve seen them around amigo, they’re good…well actually they’re a couple of cabrons but…” He chuckles, “…they claim to be from Europe maybe you’ll get a pint after the show?”
Jack motions to the mostly empty bottle of champagne before him, “I doubt it but anything would be better than this swill!”
“That ‘swill’ is a hundred and fifty dollars a bottle I’ll have you know…” Pouring herself a glass, she takes time to engage her senses in the tasting of the ambrosia within the crystal flute. “…luckily this is a business meeting and daddy is on the hook for all this, so order us another bottle! I feel it this time guys! This is it! Your big break!”
Smiling are all around the table as Union Jack and Vanessa clink glasses while the under age and admittedly ‘straight edge’ Dinosaurio smiles, these were the moments he’d recall when he was Tiranosaurio Junior. When he was a superstar.
Swallowing hard, Vanessa isn’t finished. “Look guys, I need to be honest. Conquest isn’t the only reason I brought you out here.” Clearly this was difficult for her, Marmite sponsorships and toy deals aside, she had something clearly weighing on her chest. “I wanted to say I’m sorry for ignoring you guys for Ox…”
Downing another glass of ‘swill’ Jack cuts her off,
“No need to say his name, we all thought that place was the one. None of us could have predicted those nonces wanting us to exchange our masks for white hoods!”
Taken aback by his partner’s humility, Dinosaurio echoes his sentiments. “We know you want your shot at the big time Vanessa. We do too, hopefully we all find what we’re looking for.”
And with that, the tension between the three seemed to evaporate. They laughed and talked well into the night, closing the restaurant and then heading out to dance, they were young, free and living out their dreams.
#JoinTheConquest