Post by The Golden Idolo on Nov 27, 2022 14:12:39 GMT -5
“Familia! WE CELEBRATE!”
Lázaro open a large bottle of Patron and starts filling up held out glasses.
“We are back on track and all eyes are on CruiserHavoc!”
Lázaro’s uncle Salvador lifts his glass.
"Nephew, mi sobrino, you don't get this often from me, but I can for once see your shiny future ahead of you."
Lázaro smirks and clinks Sal's glass.
"Thank you, Tito, but your words mean nothing…"
Vandalia steps forward with her glass in hand and a cocky smile on her face.
"What your sobrino means to say is… Where were these kind words before now? Or are you just sucking up now, because his Desert Rose has returned and we all know you always gawked at me from afar…"
Sal takes a nervous sip of his tequila and then salutes the two.
"And this is why I keep my opinions to myself."
Sal sways away, leaving V and Lázaro standing in front of Lázaro’s mother, who's already finished off her glass and is pouring another.
"Mijo, don't mind your Uncle, you know he gets a little extra this time of year."
"I am just happy to have mi familia all together again and a path leading straight to the gold."
Lazaro’s mother finishes her glass and quickly pours another.
"You do your papi proud, mijo and you wake that dreamer from his slumber, remind that Aphriya the importance of really studying her opponent before a match, and teach that Hotaka his honor in the ring will be his downfall."
Lazaro nods along as Izzy walks up with an orange Fanta and a bright smile.
"You got this, dad and now you got mom out there with you! Together you can do ANYTHING!"
"Mija, with our familia all together, you're right, we WILL DO ANYTHING."
V nods along.
"Let us all give you a chance to put those 3 clowns in their place, Lazzo…"
Lázaro turns to the camera.
"I'll start off with Hotaka who demands respect from his peers through his honor for this sport and for his approach to his opponents so far. I'm not going to take away his discipline, because he's put down 2 opponents with precision that only a seasoned competitor could do… He's spoken of his respect for Lucha, so I'll give him the nod he deserves, but I'm not Riddler… I'm not just one of the best wrestlers in Mexico like Rey, I AM THE BEST in Mexico, period, but you're destined to learn that at Turmoil, Hotaka."
Lazaro takes a drink of his Patron.
"Aphriya, mi madre mentioned your lack of studying of me is what truly led to your demise against me. You seriously failed at studying the tape and knowing a damn thing about me. You rambled about me being a manager and your lack of understanding of why you'd fight a manager… But let me help you out, you amateur… I AM THE GOLDEN IDOLO and I'm the one who put an end to your comeback story. That story continues this week when the book is finally slammed shut, ending your fairy tale. This is MY story, not some spoiled privileged little girl's."
Lazaro smirks.
"But that's the thing about this company… It's filled with dreamers who think believing in themselves is enough to get the job done… That's why Dorian, the cancer of this company, has so much faith in his cause. He's as delusional as his freaking followers and it's no wonder he was in a never ending feud with that dimwitted Daemon. Two weak minded idiots who are lost in their own reality. Dorian is so lost that he actually thinks he's capable of earning that last spot against The Golden Idolo when he hasn't ONCE succeeded at pinning me. He's truly dreaming if he thinks things will be any different at Turmoil, when The Golden Idolo is living in the real world and not some make believe DREAM, weaved by a perro who is out of touch."
Lázaro lifts his glass to the camera.
"You see, I'm destined for the Gold… As for the rest of you… Keep your honor… Keep your privilege… And keep your dreams. It's all you're destined for."
Lázaro open a large bottle of Patron and starts filling up held out glasses.
“We are back on track and all eyes are on CruiserHavoc!”
Lázaro’s uncle Salvador lifts his glass.
"Nephew, mi sobrino, you don't get this often from me, but I can for once see your shiny future ahead of you."
Lázaro smirks and clinks Sal's glass.
"Thank you, Tito, but your words mean nothing…"
Vandalia steps forward with her glass in hand and a cocky smile on her face.
"What your sobrino means to say is… Where were these kind words before now? Or are you just sucking up now, because his Desert Rose has returned and we all know you always gawked at me from afar…"
Sal takes a nervous sip of his tequila and then salutes the two.
"And this is why I keep my opinions to myself."
Sal sways away, leaving V and Lázaro standing in front of Lázaro’s mother, who's already finished off her glass and is pouring another.
"Mijo, don't mind your Uncle, you know he gets a little extra this time of year."
"I am just happy to have mi familia all together again and a path leading straight to the gold."
Lazaro’s mother finishes her glass and quickly pours another.
"You do your papi proud, mijo and you wake that dreamer from his slumber, remind that Aphriya the importance of really studying her opponent before a match, and teach that Hotaka his honor in the ring will be his downfall."
Lazaro nods along as Izzy walks up with an orange Fanta and a bright smile.
"You got this, dad and now you got mom out there with you! Together you can do ANYTHING!"
"Mija, with our familia all together, you're right, we WILL DO ANYTHING."
V nods along.
"Let us all give you a chance to put those 3 clowns in their place, Lazzo…"
Lázaro turns to the camera.
"I'll start off with Hotaka who demands respect from his peers through his honor for this sport and for his approach to his opponents so far. I'm not going to take away his discipline, because he's put down 2 opponents with precision that only a seasoned competitor could do… He's spoken of his respect for Lucha, so I'll give him the nod he deserves, but I'm not Riddler… I'm not just one of the best wrestlers in Mexico like Rey, I AM THE BEST in Mexico, period, but you're destined to learn that at Turmoil, Hotaka."
Lazaro takes a drink of his Patron.
"Aphriya, mi madre mentioned your lack of studying of me is what truly led to your demise against me. You seriously failed at studying the tape and knowing a damn thing about me. You rambled about me being a manager and your lack of understanding of why you'd fight a manager… But let me help you out, you amateur… I AM THE GOLDEN IDOLO and I'm the one who put an end to your comeback story. That story continues this week when the book is finally slammed shut, ending your fairy tale. This is MY story, not some spoiled privileged little girl's."
Lazaro smirks.
"But that's the thing about this company… It's filled with dreamers who think believing in themselves is enough to get the job done… That's why Dorian, the cancer of this company, has so much faith in his cause. He's as delusional as his freaking followers and it's no wonder he was in a never ending feud with that dimwitted Daemon. Two weak minded idiots who are lost in their own reality. Dorian is so lost that he actually thinks he's capable of earning that last spot against The Golden Idolo when he hasn't ONCE succeeded at pinning me. He's truly dreaming if he thinks things will be any different at Turmoil, when The Golden Idolo is living in the real world and not some make believe DREAM, weaved by a perro who is out of touch."
Lázaro lifts his glass to the camera.
"You see, I'm destined for the Gold… As for the rest of you… Keep your honor… Keep your privilege… And keep your dreams. It's all you're destined for."
