A Dog Day Afternoon In México Or Just Dog Tacos?
Apr 28, 2016 10:46:25 GMT -5
Night Rider, CJ Phoenix, and 1 more like this
Post by Shadowlove on Apr 28, 2016 10:46:25 GMT -5
“El Mariachi” stands in the middle of the world's largest bullring inside The Monumental Plaza de Toros in México City, playing “Malaguena Salerosa chords, Em-Am-B7-Em”, on a Stradivarius. “El Mariachi”, wearing a fancy silver and black Mexican Charro Mariachi Sombrero hiding his classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, raises his head, showing off a fighter's face, with an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. He is stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots. A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth of “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove. His low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
SHADOWLOVE: The Trios Tournament Cup was designed to establish which “Trios” would establish themselves as “The Next Big Thing” in the WCF. The event begins with such an intriguing match-up, which no doubt, raises the bar on this truly momentous tournament. Once the trumpet sounds, and the formalities of Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy entering the ring showing off their highly elaborate and silly erect postures of stern expressions with feeling so antiquated and so out of touch with the WCF Galaxy that they only really call attention to the urgent modernness of the present alliance, a true Unholy Alliance, that stands before them inside the ring. Once the bell sounds, the outcome will happen fairly quickly. Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy proudly huffing and puffing out their chests like the cock of the walk only to be drawn into the center of the ring by The Unholy Alliance, CJ Phoenix, Cormack MacNeill, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”. And like a skilled cape-wielding matador, CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, will desensitize the WCF Galaxy by dispensing Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy, one by one, in such a humiliating fashion. Who will the lucky one that is made to suffer embarrassment the hands of The Unholy Alliance? Who will The Unholy Alliance lance like a picador on a staid horse? Who will The Unholy Alliance stick with colorful barbed sticks like banderilleros? Who will be The Unholy Alliance show no mercy to by putting them out of their misery and dragging their bodies in a full circle around the ring for optimal viewing and leaving a crimson trail across the arena as a message for all those soon to follow suit? Who is on first? Who are you? Who will put this bit to an end?. . .
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
The Infamous Superstar's personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, enters with flirty confidence as she steps in rhythm, right to left, into the bullring. Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a very striking Jalisco Traditional Mexican Dress and Vantablack Jimmy Choo stilettos. Ms.Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around Shadowlove. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
MS. MIYAMOTO: This Sunday in the Arena México in México City, México, the WCF Galaxy will witness firsthand a mano-a-mano, head-to-head opening matchup in the Trios Cup Tournament, between Occulo-san, Dustin Beaver-san, and Benjamin Atreyu-san and CJ Phoenix-san, Cormack MacNeill-san, and Shadowlove-san that sets the stage for things to come in a traditional, ceremonial, display of courage and nobility by man and beast; an artform of the sports entertainment business that is representative of Trios Cup Tournament. This tournament is the only place where you can see your life and death flash before your very eyes commencing with the simplest things, and one of the simplest things of all and the most fundamental is laying everything out on the line from your life to your career. . .
Shadowlove reaches inside his black leather trench-coat and takes out a dog whistle. As he blows on the dog whistle, a herd of Chihuahuas, dressed in the wrestling gear of Dustin Beaver, Occulo, and Benjamin Atreyu, comes out of nowhere yipping and scampering around the bullring.
SHADOWLOVE: “The Handsome Half-breed”, Me, is always prepared to end my career but when I arrive at Arena Mexico this Sunday Night, I pray-witness to a once in a lifetime occurrence, now, now, it’s not “the chublacabra”, but simply, the “vomit comet” known as Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy. B.O.A.? Really? Really? You have the small and puppy-like, The Beavs, who hardly seems as vicious as the “Johnny” Rabid dog that the #BeachKrew makes him out to be. After a series of hypnotic dodges and maneuvers by the #BeachKrew that looked so elegant as to not even look dangerous on television, The Beavs, had failed not only on one attempt, but two attempts, to end my career. The viewing audience can look that up themselves. I roll my ice cold blue eyes at the thought of The Beavs stepping up to the plate only to be suddenly aware that not only is The Beavs doomed, but that The Beavs had been duped and The Beavs will be publicly humiliated. The Beavs knees just buckled briefly in his desperation to live outside of the #BeachKrew’s dawghouse only to find himself face to face with the antiquated Occulo and Benjy in his corner. . .
Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic face showing off her incandescent green eyes. The herd of Chihuahuas, yipping, scamper out the bullring, destined to become a Chihuahua taco from some vendors “roach” coach.
MS. MIYAMOTO: Once Dustin Beaver-san helps the pet population of the WCF Galaxy by being spayed and neutered, Benjamin Atreyu-san will no doubt enter into the fray with all formality and pageantry that drips down from “The Mad God” himself. Ever since Atreyu-san’s first appearance in the World Championship Federation, he has been trying to conquer the dogma of his deity. If Benjamin Atreyu-san ever conquered his hunger long enough to think, there is something mystical and profound about the cycle of life of being the Marie Osmond of this of this organization? Don't you think? At the heart of Benjamin Atreyu-san’s humanity there appears to be the common quest for his “holy grail” in order to make sense of his apparent fragility of life and the true meaning of what it really means to be on the, “I'm on a Mission From God, not 'THE GOD', but a God Tour 2016". . .
“PERSONAL JESUS” by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
SHADOWLOVE: To the wrestling aficionados of the WCF Galaxy, your “antiquated” way of thinking is very “traditional” for a natural born loser machine like yourself, The Beavs, and Occulo. One fan told me just this morning, “Que tiene que crecer con el dogma de ser una deidad con el fin de apreciar plenamente ser un "Dios" en este deporte.” He went on to explain that the Trios Cup Tournament was layered with many small traditional flourishes, for instance, the melody of The Unholy Alliance has its own meaning, and CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, reputation lives up to the relaxed-yet-attentive vibe at Arena México. We weren't just thrown together on a whim like every other team in this tournament. The rebellious, mysterious high-flying enigma that is CJ Phoenix, the power brawling of the celtic warrior that is Cormack MacNeill, and the arrogant, mouthy swagger, ring technician that is “The Handsome Half-breed”, Me, perfectly mold together in a “Trios” of outlaw tag teams that defines The Unholy Alliance in this Trios Cup Tournament. . .
Ms. Miyamoto takes her proper place and cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
MS. MIYAMOTO: What is going on in Occulo-san’s head right about now? Itami-san wa, mo no advisary o shiru koto ga kenmeidesu. It takes a special kind of courage when facing the emotional truth of your situation in the Trios Cup Tournament Match. As long as your experiences with the cruelty of life impede on the sports entertainment business, your reality will remain hidden in your idealized picture of happiness. You have no awareness of the disrespect that persistently, perpetuating your destructive behavior. Unfortunately, because your destructive behavior is often tolerated from the WCF Galaxy, it is easy to see why you are hiding from your true self in order to develop into a skewed sense of who Occulo-san really is in this organization. The time has come for you to come out of “The Cold” with little or no self-esteem of having a deep pervasive sadness towards your self-destruction. . .
Shadowlove, raises his head, as a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth in a “diamondback rattlesnake angrily ratting it's tail” shit-eating grin.
SHADOWLOVE: The Trios Cup Tournament is quite the lavish and carefully orchestrated ritual in the WCF. This tournament will bring the very best and the very worst out of every one entered and hardly feels simple or fundamental even in a primal way. Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy, before being liberated by your loss in the tournament, the B.O.A. will be made to suffer through pre-ordained strategies at the hands of The Unholy Alliance. CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed” will humiliate you, taunt you, make light of you, and defeat you, to advance in the Trios Cup Tournament. It is true on rare occasions that we will respect our opponents, and grant you a pardon for displaying exceptional courage under fire, but it seems to “The Handsome Half-breed”, Me, being the well-known opportunistic predator that I am, what you call courage has little to do with who has the most intestinal fortitude and more to do with your survival instincts. . .
The “Dynamic Duo” ventures out the bullring of the The Plaza de Toros and comes across a street vendor selling what appears to be “carne de misterio el pero” tacos from a “roach” coach. Shadowlove looks at the street vendor then down at a pile of tiny Dustin Beaver, Occulo, and Benjamin Atreyu wrestling gear and back at the street vendor and holds up three fingers.
The street vendor starts making a “trios carne de misterio el pero” tacos in honor of the Trios Cup Tournament being held in Mexico City. Strangely, the street vendor appears to be whistling, “Who Let The Dogs Out?”.
WOOF!. . . WOOF! WOOF!
MS. MIYAMOTO: Occulo-san, Dustin Beaver-san, Benjamin Atreyu-san, this Sunday when you enter the ring, thick and wide-eyed with the insanity of knowing that the B. O. A. has entered into a “no-win” clusterfuck of a situation, it will then, and only then, occur to all of you, that at the very least, have lived a charmed life. Shadowlove-san, CJ Phoenix-san, and Cormack MacNeill-san have been bred for speed, endurance, and strength. This Unholy Alliance would rather die a miserable public death this Sunday, rather than meet an inglorious embarrassment like you bastards will during the Trios Cup Tournament. Obviously, this is a false choice, more ethical options really do exist. But the hypothetical question worth considering is, “Can The Unholy Alliance have your autograph before you leave the Arena Mexico for the Hospital de Jesus Nazareno?”. . .
Shadowlove takes the plate of the “trios carne de misterio el pero” tacos from the vendor. Ms. Miyamoto waves her finger at Shadowlove in a “no, no, no sir” gesture. Shadowlove hands the plate of to an unsuspecting tourist from the WCF Galaxy. “The Dynamic Duo” simultaneously shake their heads, “Gringos!”
SHADOWLOVE: Occulo, The Beavs, Benjy, when you have been shredded both mentally and physically, when you have been injured both mentally and physically, and when you have been looking both mentally and physically for the approval of those who can, or cannot, or will not provide the support that you need both mentally and physically, salvation is your only course of action. The only salvation for everyone in this Trios Cup Tournament Match is learning self-respect, earning the respect of others, and making that absolutely irreducible minimum amount of respect coming right down to the only forgiveness of yourself. . .
“The Dynamic Duo” makes their way to the Monumento a la Independencia,"Monument to Independence", most commonly known by the shortened name El Ángel, or The Angel of Independence, officially known as is a victory column is quadrangular with each vertex featuring a bronze sculpture symbolizing law, war, justice and peace.
Ms. Miyamoto reaches inside Shadowlove's black leather trench-coat and removes a rolled up copy of The Wall St. Journal and begins tapping it into the palm of her hand.
MS. MIYAMOTO: How does Dustin Beaver-san forgive himself knowing that he is squandering his career by being the token back-up dancer in the #BeachKrew? Knowing that you, Beaver-san, deserve to be loved and respected by the WCF Galaxy, and not laughed at and chastised for being, what, the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, or even the eighth wheel on #BeachKrew? The #BeachKrew didn't even want you to represent, if you know what I mean? Empowering yourself with the commitment to try LSD (lead singer disease) is more than half your battle, Beaver-san, much, much more. . .
“BABY” by Justin Bieber starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove’s body starts to sway back and forth and getting in rhythm to the music. A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face, as an ice cold stare radiants from his blue eyes with a “True Beliebers” shit-eating grin.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bullring, throwing it up into the air, catching it and putting it back on as if nothing has happened.
SHADOWLOVE: Underpinning these beliefs of the WCF Galaxy serves as The Beavs dual purpose in this Trios Cup Tournament. Can The Beavs escape from the “shadows” of the #BeachKrew to be the leader over Occulo and Benjy? Can The Beavs seek to make sense of standing up as the frontman upon the stage which life and death decisions are an everyday occurrence in the WCF? I doubt that Occulo and Benjy will let that happen. It is through their gradual evolution and their sophistication in the sports entertainment business that Occulo and Benjy sees the emerging common theme of the negative aspects of The Beavs being literally and symbolically attributed to some kind of supernatural and ultimately detrimental force. . .
A sudden Earth tremor, a minor earthquake, probably registering 5.0 on the Richter scale, begins violent shaking the ground around the Monumento a la Independencia,"Monument to Independence", “The Dynamic Duo”, the locals of Mexico City, and the touristas, as if from a message from God. But is it a message from “6ixGod”, “The Mad God”, or from the, “I'm on a Mission From God, not 'THE GOD', but a God Tour 2016"?
MS. MIYAMOTO: As many organizations in the sports entertainment business has have existed has there been stories of supreme “6ixGod’s” and “Mad God’s” out there that have been created to describe the sometimes terrible results of nature against humanity. This is the basis of the tall tale “immaculate” conceptions of both, Jared Holmes-san and Benjamin Atreyu-san. Atreyu-san, another way to view your presence in this Trios Cup Tournament is to consider it more of a battle between the willing ignorant overconfident people like yourself, Beaver-san, and Occulo-san, versus, the very underestimated and truly knowledgeable people like CJ Phoenix-san, Cormack MacNeill-san, and Shadowlove-san. The history of the B.O.A. vs the potential of The Unholy Alliance, while not as poetic, nor graphic of the other battles in this Trios Cup Tournament, this war between the ignorance of the B.O.A. and the knowledge of The Unholy Alliance is far more real a challenge than any image akin to the World Championship Federation. . .
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, stopping for a second, taking in the aura of the earthquake and the Monumento a la Independencia,"Monument to Independence", pose like fashion models on a catwalk for the locals of México City and touistas alike, along with the viewing audience at home.
SHADOWLOVE: Occulo, The Beavs, Benjy, when stacked against the universal knowledge of CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, the WCF Galaxy that cheer your ignorance in the form of a celebrity impersonator airhead, the superficial dogma of deity, and the artificial cult of personality as some kind of peaceful bliss, will turn on you this Sunday. I GUARANTEE IT! This attitude has come about after centuries of men, women and sometimes children actually being brave enough to stand up and challenge prevailing regimes and the lies coming from yourself, The Beavs, and Benjy, is the central challenge in the battle between suppression and elitism versus hope and enlightenment when faced with the inevitable truth and consequences from The Unholy Alliance in the Trios Cup Tournament Match, live from México City, inside the Arena México.
The locals of México City and touristas alike, along with the viewing audience at home begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
The locals of México City, the touristas, and the viewing audience at home, alike start “Making It Rain” with a mix blend of Mexican Pesos (0.058 US Dollar) and American Dollars (17.23 Mexican Peso).
Ms. Miyamoto raises up her RayBan sunglasses on her perfectly flawless nose of her angelic looking face with her middle finger.
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
SHADOWLOVE: The Trios Tournament Cup was designed to establish which “Trios” would establish themselves as “The Next Big Thing” in the WCF. The event begins with such an intriguing match-up, which no doubt, raises the bar on this truly momentous tournament. Once the trumpet sounds, and the formalities of Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy entering the ring showing off their highly elaborate and silly erect postures of stern expressions with feeling so antiquated and so out of touch with the WCF Galaxy that they only really call attention to the urgent modernness of the present alliance, a true Unholy Alliance, that stands before them inside the ring. Once the bell sounds, the outcome will happen fairly quickly. Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy proudly huffing and puffing out their chests like the cock of the walk only to be drawn into the center of the ring by The Unholy Alliance, CJ Phoenix, Cormack MacNeill, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”. And like a skilled cape-wielding matador, CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, will desensitize the WCF Galaxy by dispensing Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy, one by one, in such a humiliating fashion. Who will the lucky one that is made to suffer embarrassment the hands of The Unholy Alliance? Who will The Unholy Alliance lance like a picador on a staid horse? Who will The Unholy Alliance stick with colorful barbed sticks like banderilleros? Who will be The Unholy Alliance show no mercy to by putting them out of their misery and dragging their bodies in a full circle around the ring for optimal viewing and leaving a crimson trail across the arena as a message for all those soon to follow suit? Who is on first? Who are you? Who will put this bit to an end?. . .
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
The Infamous Superstar's personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, enters with flirty confidence as she steps in rhythm, right to left, into the bullring. Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a very striking Jalisco Traditional Mexican Dress and Vantablack Jimmy Choo stilettos. Ms.Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around Shadowlove. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
MS. MIYAMOTO: This Sunday in the Arena México in México City, México, the WCF Galaxy will witness firsthand a mano-a-mano, head-to-head opening matchup in the Trios Cup Tournament, between Occulo-san, Dustin Beaver-san, and Benjamin Atreyu-san and CJ Phoenix-san, Cormack MacNeill-san, and Shadowlove-san that sets the stage for things to come in a traditional, ceremonial, display of courage and nobility by man and beast; an artform of the sports entertainment business that is representative of Trios Cup Tournament. This tournament is the only place where you can see your life and death flash before your very eyes commencing with the simplest things, and one of the simplest things of all and the most fundamental is laying everything out on the line from your life to your career. . .
Shadowlove reaches inside his black leather trench-coat and takes out a dog whistle. As he blows on the dog whistle, a herd of Chihuahuas, dressed in the wrestling gear of Dustin Beaver, Occulo, and Benjamin Atreyu, comes out of nowhere yipping and scampering around the bullring.
SHADOWLOVE: “The Handsome Half-breed”, Me, is always prepared to end my career but when I arrive at Arena Mexico this Sunday Night, I pray-witness to a once in a lifetime occurrence, now, now, it’s not “the chublacabra”, but simply, the “vomit comet” known as Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy. B.O.A.? Really? Really? You have the small and puppy-like, The Beavs, who hardly seems as vicious as the “Johnny” Rabid dog that the #BeachKrew makes him out to be. After a series of hypnotic dodges and maneuvers by the #BeachKrew that looked so elegant as to not even look dangerous on television, The Beavs, had failed not only on one attempt, but two attempts, to end my career. The viewing audience can look that up themselves. I roll my ice cold blue eyes at the thought of The Beavs stepping up to the plate only to be suddenly aware that not only is The Beavs doomed, but that The Beavs had been duped and The Beavs will be publicly humiliated. The Beavs knees just buckled briefly in his desperation to live outside of the #BeachKrew’s dawghouse only to find himself face to face with the antiquated Occulo and Benjy in his corner. . .
Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose on her angelic face showing off her incandescent green eyes. The herd of Chihuahuas, yipping, scamper out the bullring, destined to become a Chihuahua taco from some vendors “roach” coach.
MS. MIYAMOTO: Once Dustin Beaver-san helps the pet population of the WCF Galaxy by being spayed and neutered, Benjamin Atreyu-san will no doubt enter into the fray with all formality and pageantry that drips down from “The Mad God” himself. Ever since Atreyu-san’s first appearance in the World Championship Federation, he has been trying to conquer the dogma of his deity. If Benjamin Atreyu-san ever conquered his hunger long enough to think, there is something mystical and profound about the cycle of life of being the Marie Osmond of this of this organization? Don't you think? At the heart of Benjamin Atreyu-san’s humanity there appears to be the common quest for his “holy grail” in order to make sense of his apparent fragility of life and the true meaning of what it really means to be on the, “I'm on a Mission From God, not 'THE GOD', but a God Tour 2016". . .
“PERSONAL JESUS” by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
SHADOWLOVE: To the wrestling aficionados of the WCF Galaxy, your “antiquated” way of thinking is very “traditional” for a natural born loser machine like yourself, The Beavs, and Occulo. One fan told me just this morning, “Que tiene que crecer con el dogma de ser una deidad con el fin de apreciar plenamente ser un "Dios" en este deporte.” He went on to explain that the Trios Cup Tournament was layered with many small traditional flourishes, for instance, the melody of The Unholy Alliance has its own meaning, and CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, reputation lives up to the relaxed-yet-attentive vibe at Arena México. We weren't just thrown together on a whim like every other team in this tournament. The rebellious, mysterious high-flying enigma that is CJ Phoenix, the power brawling of the celtic warrior that is Cormack MacNeill, and the arrogant, mouthy swagger, ring technician that is “The Handsome Half-breed”, Me, perfectly mold together in a “Trios” of outlaw tag teams that defines The Unholy Alliance in this Trios Cup Tournament. . .
Ms. Miyamoto takes her proper place and cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
MS. MIYAMOTO: What is going on in Occulo-san’s head right about now? Itami-san wa, mo no advisary o shiru koto ga kenmeidesu. It takes a special kind of courage when facing the emotional truth of your situation in the Trios Cup Tournament Match. As long as your experiences with the cruelty of life impede on the sports entertainment business, your reality will remain hidden in your idealized picture of happiness. You have no awareness of the disrespect that persistently, perpetuating your destructive behavior. Unfortunately, because your destructive behavior is often tolerated from the WCF Galaxy, it is easy to see why you are hiding from your true self in order to develop into a skewed sense of who Occulo-san really is in this organization. The time has come for you to come out of “The Cold” with little or no self-esteem of having a deep pervasive sadness towards your self-destruction. . .
Shadowlove, raises his head, as a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth in a “diamondback rattlesnake angrily ratting it's tail” shit-eating grin.
SHADOWLOVE: The Trios Cup Tournament is quite the lavish and carefully orchestrated ritual in the WCF. This tournament will bring the very best and the very worst out of every one entered and hardly feels simple or fundamental even in a primal way. Occulo, The Beavs, and Benjy, before being liberated by your loss in the tournament, the B.O.A. will be made to suffer through pre-ordained strategies at the hands of The Unholy Alliance. CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed” will humiliate you, taunt you, make light of you, and defeat you, to advance in the Trios Cup Tournament. It is true on rare occasions that we will respect our opponents, and grant you a pardon for displaying exceptional courage under fire, but it seems to “The Handsome Half-breed”, Me, being the well-known opportunistic predator that I am, what you call courage has little to do with who has the most intestinal fortitude and more to do with your survival instincts. . .
The “Dynamic Duo” ventures out the bullring of the The Plaza de Toros and comes across a street vendor selling what appears to be “carne de misterio el pero” tacos from a “roach” coach. Shadowlove looks at the street vendor then down at a pile of tiny Dustin Beaver, Occulo, and Benjamin Atreyu wrestling gear and back at the street vendor and holds up three fingers.
The street vendor starts making a “trios carne de misterio el pero” tacos in honor of the Trios Cup Tournament being held in Mexico City. Strangely, the street vendor appears to be whistling, “Who Let The Dogs Out?”.
WOOF!. . . WOOF! WOOF!
MS. MIYAMOTO: Occulo-san, Dustin Beaver-san, Benjamin Atreyu-san, this Sunday when you enter the ring, thick and wide-eyed with the insanity of knowing that the B. O. A. has entered into a “no-win” clusterfuck of a situation, it will then, and only then, occur to all of you, that at the very least, have lived a charmed life. Shadowlove-san, CJ Phoenix-san, and Cormack MacNeill-san have been bred for speed, endurance, and strength. This Unholy Alliance would rather die a miserable public death this Sunday, rather than meet an inglorious embarrassment like you bastards will during the Trios Cup Tournament. Obviously, this is a false choice, more ethical options really do exist. But the hypothetical question worth considering is, “Can The Unholy Alliance have your autograph before you leave the Arena Mexico for the Hospital de Jesus Nazareno?”. . .
Shadowlove takes the plate of the “trios carne de misterio el pero” tacos from the vendor. Ms. Miyamoto waves her finger at Shadowlove in a “no, no, no sir” gesture. Shadowlove hands the plate of to an unsuspecting tourist from the WCF Galaxy. “The Dynamic Duo” simultaneously shake their heads, “Gringos!”
SHADOWLOVE: Occulo, The Beavs, Benjy, when you have been shredded both mentally and physically, when you have been injured both mentally and physically, and when you have been looking both mentally and physically for the approval of those who can, or cannot, or will not provide the support that you need both mentally and physically, salvation is your only course of action. The only salvation for everyone in this Trios Cup Tournament Match is learning self-respect, earning the respect of others, and making that absolutely irreducible minimum amount of respect coming right down to the only forgiveness of yourself. . .
“The Dynamic Duo” makes their way to the Monumento a la Independencia,"Monument to Independence", most commonly known by the shortened name El Ángel, or The Angel of Independence, officially known as is a victory column is quadrangular with each vertex featuring a bronze sculpture symbolizing law, war, justice and peace.
Ms. Miyamoto reaches inside Shadowlove's black leather trench-coat and removes a rolled up copy of The Wall St. Journal and begins tapping it into the palm of her hand.
MS. MIYAMOTO: How does Dustin Beaver-san forgive himself knowing that he is squandering his career by being the token back-up dancer in the #BeachKrew? Knowing that you, Beaver-san, deserve to be loved and respected by the WCF Galaxy, and not laughed at and chastised for being, what, the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, or even the eighth wheel on #BeachKrew? The #BeachKrew didn't even want you to represent, if you know what I mean? Empowering yourself with the commitment to try LSD (lead singer disease) is more than half your battle, Beaver-san, much, much more. . .
“BABY” by Justin Bieber starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove’s body starts to sway back and forth and getting in rhythm to the music. A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face, as an ice cold stare radiants from his blue eyes with a “True Beliebers” shit-eating grin.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bullring, throwing it up into the air, catching it and putting it back on as if nothing has happened.
SHADOWLOVE: Underpinning these beliefs of the WCF Galaxy serves as The Beavs dual purpose in this Trios Cup Tournament. Can The Beavs escape from the “shadows” of the #BeachKrew to be the leader over Occulo and Benjy? Can The Beavs seek to make sense of standing up as the frontman upon the stage which life and death decisions are an everyday occurrence in the WCF? I doubt that Occulo and Benjy will let that happen. It is through their gradual evolution and their sophistication in the sports entertainment business that Occulo and Benjy sees the emerging common theme of the negative aspects of The Beavs being literally and symbolically attributed to some kind of supernatural and ultimately detrimental force. . .
A sudden Earth tremor, a minor earthquake, probably registering 5.0 on the Richter scale, begins violent shaking the ground around the Monumento a la Independencia,"Monument to Independence", “The Dynamic Duo”, the locals of Mexico City, and the touristas, as if from a message from God. But is it a message from “6ixGod”, “The Mad God”, or from the, “I'm on a Mission From God, not 'THE GOD', but a God Tour 2016"?
MS. MIYAMOTO: As many organizations in the sports entertainment business has have existed has there been stories of supreme “6ixGod’s” and “Mad God’s” out there that have been created to describe the sometimes terrible results of nature against humanity. This is the basis of the tall tale “immaculate” conceptions of both, Jared Holmes-san and Benjamin Atreyu-san. Atreyu-san, another way to view your presence in this Trios Cup Tournament is to consider it more of a battle between the willing ignorant overconfident people like yourself, Beaver-san, and Occulo-san, versus, the very underestimated and truly knowledgeable people like CJ Phoenix-san, Cormack MacNeill-san, and Shadowlove-san. The history of the B.O.A. vs the potential of The Unholy Alliance, while not as poetic, nor graphic of the other battles in this Trios Cup Tournament, this war between the ignorance of the B.O.A. and the knowledge of The Unholy Alliance is far more real a challenge than any image akin to the World Championship Federation. . .
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, stopping for a second, taking in the aura of the earthquake and the Monumento a la Independencia,"Monument to Independence", pose like fashion models on a catwalk for the locals of México City and touistas alike, along with the viewing audience at home.
SHADOWLOVE: Occulo, The Beavs, Benjy, when stacked against the universal knowledge of CJ, Cormack, and myself, “The Handsome Half-breed”, the WCF Galaxy that cheer your ignorance in the form of a celebrity impersonator airhead, the superficial dogma of deity, and the artificial cult of personality as some kind of peaceful bliss, will turn on you this Sunday. I GUARANTEE IT! This attitude has come about after centuries of men, women and sometimes children actually being brave enough to stand up and challenge prevailing regimes and the lies coming from yourself, The Beavs, and Benjy, is the central challenge in the battle between suppression and elitism versus hope and enlightenment when faced with the inevitable truth and consequences from The Unholy Alliance in the Trios Cup Tournament Match, live from México City, inside the Arena México.
The locals of México City and touristas alike, along with the viewing audience at home begin clicking away with their cameras like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
The locals of México City, the touristas, and the viewing audience at home, alike start “Making It Rain” with a mix blend of Mexican Pesos (0.058 US Dollar) and American Dollars (17.23 Mexican Peso).
Ms. Miyamoto raises up her RayBan sunglasses on her perfectly flawless nose of her angelic looking face with her middle finger.
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
