Slow Burn
Aug 31, 2023 13:37:00 GMT
Post by Adam García on Aug 31, 2023 13:37:00 GMT
CAPÍTULO 6: Slow Burn
Bobby Shitake Arena, Garcia’s Locker Room
The Spanish Ace, who had just defeated his opponent Sherman Dewey, for the first time in his life had actually felt fear. Fear for the Unknown, fear for the unnatural, but not even the darkest of terrors could defeat him. But instead of happiness after a well deserved win, he just felt uneasiness, a bad taste surrounded his paladar.
García was not able to celebrate for long, in fact, he was not even able to listen to his theme song. He could only see the lights turn dark as the “RazorTron” streamed the arrival of the GRBG champion Ollie Maverick.
A Brazen Raccoon match the madman announced. Weird things keep happening at this company. Not much long ago someone died in this place, but surprisingly no one gave a single fuck about it, nor about a lunatic orchestrating matches left and right that could potentially put even more wrestlers at risk. But what could Sophie Wimm do right? Fans loved him, and the crazy matches he put his fellow companions through.
Now not only had García faced someone in a “Supermarket Showdown” and a “Stretcher match” but he had to lock someone inside of a brazen oven. Every stipulation match in this company seemed like a gladiator combat, a survive or perish situation in which miraculously no one died, although there have been cases where someone lost an eye or a finger García tried to look at everything positively. How couldn’t he?He was in a good winning streak, no matter the place or the opponent he managed to win left and right not wasting a sweat, even today he was able to win against Dewey in no more than a couple maneuvers.
But winning a match where you can prepare against an opponent was rather easy, how could he study someone who changed not only his attitude but his style every couple seconds. How can you prepare against the unexpected?. Maverick wasn’t a right fit for García…Or was he?. García determined himself to study every single moment Maverick had in this company not only on Razor, but the dozens of matches he weirdly had against Kid Kahuna on shotgun too (Seriously, Poor guy).
A knock on the door interrupted his studies.
ADAM GARCÍA: Fioonaaaa you're finally accepting that dat-?
He sighed.
ADAM GARCÍA: Oh yeah, come on in Brick.
Of course no one other than Brick Kind paid a visit to García, he wasn’t especially liked among his peers, not for any particular reason but it’s not like he actively tried to make friends in this company either. Brick quickly settled in along with the camera crew who were ready to start the interview.
BRICK KIND: I’m sure you know why I’m here. Ollie Maverick just announced the stipulation for your next match. Any opinions on the…Brazen Raccoon?
ADAM GARCÍA: Yeah it’s a stupid ass name I agree Brick. Either way, my opinion right? Before that let me talk to y’all (YEAAAH!). So far every promise I made has been delivered. I said I would obliterate Ace Sky and I powerbombed Shinja against him while he was on a stretcher so CHECKED. I said no amount of voodoo crap would be able to defeat me and guess what also CHECKED. And I also remember saying that not only would I obliterate Ace Sky, but that I would destroy Ollie Maverick for costing me the chance of becoming the GRBG champion. In Italy, I will make sure that shit is CHECKED.
ADAM GARCÍA: Brick, I’ve been winning left and right since I came to the Americas, and when I go back to Europe it will be no different, I am the Number One no matter the company nor the country. He wants to face me and pick the weirdest stipulation he can think of. Let me be clear, I do not give a single fuck. In spanish, No me importa una mierda and in Italian Non me ne frega un cazzo. I will bring enough Latino Heat to cook this bitch and make a “Procione al forno”.
He fakes an Italian accent while pronouncing the food while doing the stereotypical Italian gesture with his right hand.
ADAM GARCÍA: He wants to make history in Italy, I will help him by becoming the new Campione, and not only that, helping him become a new part of Italian cuisine. And don’t think that I will be over when I win what's rightfully mine, Por amor de Dios nos vamos a Europa, Europe is my territory, because of this match I’m losing the opportunity of facing the Wrestle Italia Campione. But the moment we set foot in England, Imma claim gold like the england museum steals treasures baybay. And if we go to México I will show those fuckers a new reign of the Spanish Inquisition.
ADAM GARCÍA: So to answer your question, Brick. Two weeks from now we will have a new champion. And his name will be THE SPANISH ACE, THE NUMBER ONE, ADAM…GARCÍIIA, And YOU, SHOULD REMEMBER THAT.
Bobby Shitake Arena, Garcia’s Locker Room
The Spanish Ace, who had just defeated his opponent Sherman Dewey, for the first time in his life had actually felt fear. Fear for the Unknown, fear for the unnatural, but not even the darkest of terrors could defeat him. But instead of happiness after a well deserved win, he just felt uneasiness, a bad taste surrounded his paladar.
García was not able to celebrate for long, in fact, he was not even able to listen to his theme song. He could only see the lights turn dark as the “RazorTron” streamed the arrival of the GRBG champion Ollie Maverick.
A Brazen Raccoon match the madman announced. Weird things keep happening at this company. Not much long ago someone died in this place, but surprisingly no one gave a single fuck about it, nor about a lunatic orchestrating matches left and right that could potentially put even more wrestlers at risk. But what could Sophie Wimm do right? Fans loved him, and the crazy matches he put his fellow companions through.
Now not only had García faced someone in a “Supermarket Showdown” and a “Stretcher match” but he had to lock someone inside of a brazen oven. Every stipulation match in this company seemed like a gladiator combat, a survive or perish situation in which miraculously no one died, although there have been cases where someone lost an eye or a finger García tried to look at everything positively. How couldn’t he?He was in a good winning streak, no matter the place or the opponent he managed to win left and right not wasting a sweat, even today he was able to win against Dewey in no more than a couple maneuvers.
But winning a match where you can prepare against an opponent was rather easy, how could he study someone who changed not only his attitude but his style every couple seconds. How can you prepare against the unexpected?. Maverick wasn’t a right fit for García…Or was he?. García determined himself to study every single moment Maverick had in this company not only on Razor, but the dozens of matches he weirdly had against Kid Kahuna on shotgun too (Seriously, Poor guy).
A knock on the door interrupted his studies.
ADAM GARCÍA: Fioonaaaa you're finally accepting that dat-?
He sighed.
ADAM GARCÍA: Oh yeah, come on in Brick.
Of course no one other than Brick Kind paid a visit to García, he wasn’t especially liked among his peers, not for any particular reason but it’s not like he actively tried to make friends in this company either. Brick quickly settled in along with the camera crew who were ready to start the interview.
BRICK KIND: I’m sure you know why I’m here. Ollie Maverick just announced the stipulation for your next match. Any opinions on the…Brazen Raccoon?
ADAM GARCÍA: Yeah it’s a stupid ass name I agree Brick. Either way, my opinion right? Before that let me talk to y’all (YEAAAH!). So far every promise I made has been delivered. I said I would obliterate Ace Sky and I powerbombed Shinja against him while he was on a stretcher so CHECKED. I said no amount of voodoo crap would be able to defeat me and guess what also CHECKED. And I also remember saying that not only would I obliterate Ace Sky, but that I would destroy Ollie Maverick for costing me the chance of becoming the GRBG champion. In Italy, I will make sure that shit is CHECKED.
ADAM GARCÍA: Brick, I’ve been winning left and right since I came to the Americas, and when I go back to Europe it will be no different, I am the Number One no matter the company nor the country. He wants to face me and pick the weirdest stipulation he can think of. Let me be clear, I do not give a single fuck. In spanish, No me importa una mierda and in Italian Non me ne frega un cazzo. I will bring enough Latino Heat to cook this bitch and make a “Procione al forno”.
He fakes an Italian accent while pronouncing the food while doing the stereotypical Italian gesture with his right hand.
ADAM GARCÍA: He wants to make history in Italy, I will help him by becoming the new Campione, and not only that, helping him become a new part of Italian cuisine. And don’t think that I will be over when I win what's rightfully mine, Por amor de Dios nos vamos a Europa, Europe is my territory, because of this match I’m losing the opportunity of facing the Wrestle Italia Campione. But the moment we set foot in England, Imma claim gold like the england museum steals treasures baybay. And if we go to México I will show those fuckers a new reign of the Spanish Inquisition.
ADAM GARCÍA: So to answer your question, Brick. Two weeks from now we will have a new champion. And his name will be THE SPANISH ACE, THE NUMBER ONE, ADAM…GARCÍIIA, And YOU, SHOULD REMEMBER THAT.