Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2022 3:43:21 GMT
The scene cuts to the TMW Gym where a video package is played with Reo Ojima wrestling multiple students one after another. Stretching, bumping, chopping, and just torturing and smiling about it. The package ends and the only one left is a drenched Reo sitting against the ropes. Breathing in deeply, Reo wipes the sweat from his face with his hand. Spitting the mouthguard from his mouth, Reo starts to address the camera in his native Japanese. Luckily for the viewers at home there are English subtexts.
Reo Ojima: I spent the past hour working with students. It might have looked like I was beating the shit out of them. Stretching and twisting their bodies while chopping the ever living shit out of their chests, but it’s more than that. If they’re smart, which most aren’t, then they’ll learn from their mistakes and block me or go on the offensive. They’ll grab the ankle instead of the wrist. They’ll twist their arm instead of going limp and trying to escape. They’ll learn, eventually. And if they don’t then they’ll either quit on their own or I’ll make them quit.
Grabbing a nearby gallon of water, Reo takes a huge gulp of water before addressing the camera again.
Reo Ojima: So I have to ask you a question, Red Tiger. And I ain’t calling you King because what the hell are you king of? I’m not bending to the knee for you and I ain’t giving you a curtsy, you haven’t earned that right. So tell me Red…..
Reo pauses as he leans forward and lowers his voice in a manner of being serious.
Reo Ojima: What are you still doing in the wrestling industry?
Reo slowly leans back against the ropes as he starts to take the tape off of his wrist.
Reo Ojima: You have been wrestling for how many years now? Huh? You’d think you’d be a top star or one of the pillars of a highly decorated company. But you’re not. You’re stuck in a half dead company like Pollo and you’re still in a developmental company with Emerald City Squares. Instead of climbing to the top you’re just sliding down or not moving at all. Are you afraid to face off against real competition? Are you unsure of your skills? Better yet, do you even give a fuck about this industry anymore or is it just a hobby now for you to pick up ring rats at the end of the show so they can perform some sex acts that your better half of yours won’t do?
With the tape off of his wrist, Reo tosses it to the outside and starts to untie his boots.
Reo Ojima: Look at your friend and my son Naoki! He’s going after his goal of being a great wrestler. Facing off against tough competition and traveling the world for titles. He’s leaving you in the dust and he’s been wrestling shorter than you have. Doesn’t that tick you off? Doesn’t that get under your skin? If it doesn’t then what the hell are you still doing in the wrestling industry? Where’s your fucking pride?
Reo tosses both boots out of the ring, along with his knee pads.
Reo Ojima: Last time I saw you, you were making your way up in NVR and making a name for yourself in multiple promotions. Then I leave because of injury and that stupid Shanghai Lockdown. When I returned I was hoping for big things out of you. But I was wrong. I returned to a disappointment and a shell of what I thought you could be.
Reo’s voice gets louder as he finishes up the segment.
Reo Ojima: So this is how it’s going to go down. I’m going to light a fire under your ass, boy. I want you at your best and you better give me your best because if you don’t I’m going to break you in half. You want to call yourself a King? Then you better start acting like one because right now I don’t see a king. I don’t even see a man. I see a child. A young boy. So man up or I swear to God tonight will be the last time you step in a ring.
Reo ends the segment by spitting at the camera, as though he’s sending that spit to Red Tiger King.