Post by Deathstars on Jun 21, 2023 10:40:50 GMT -5
We are in the dark cave with the everlasting flame of impossibility slowly burning into the Earths wall in the background. The dark cave where the Deathstar brothers have trained all their life with their father gets a bit more clearer as Cinta and Toxin step into frame and stand in front of the flame facing the camera.
Cinta: I have a message for you Teo and Andre, and I hope you listen very well because you can take this as a warning before you get into the ring with us. We are not coming to Evolution for fun and games, we are not coming to Evolution to smile and laugh, and we are not coming to Evolution for some five star classic you can hang your career on. We are coming to Evolution to destroy, dismantle, break you, and crumble your reign in front of us and take the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships.
Toxin: Teo, you believe that you are Mexican Royalty. You and your ignorant fans believe that you are Lucha Libre legend and that makes me sick. You are American scum who took the pride and honor of Mexico and used it to sell merchandise and moves for American audiences and you are no legend. Hector Habanero is a stand man Mexican but his biggest loss wasn't losing the Mexico City Championship in front of a 100,000 fans, his biggest loss was showing you the way of Lucha Libre and embarrassing himself to the new lowest of lows and ever since that day, Hector and you Teo have been slowly making us scratch an itch that we couldn't get rid of.. until now.
Cinta: This mask?
Cinta lifts up a mask that was once worn by Teo Del Sol/Teo Blaze.
Cinta: This is a mockery of our life. This is a joke that only Americans believe that is Mexican culture and this colorful cloth that covers your hideous face is nothing more than a merchandise cash-grab. You made trillions of these so fat, little American kids in Iowa and Texas would wear these and jump up and down. 30 US Dollars a pop for this just means that you don't care for the culture and you don't care for the lifestyle, you care for the money and the fame and Teo, that makes you a sell out.
Toxin: No amount of money you put into the Habanero Hall or museums or the tiny towns will ever erase the fact that you're a sell out bitch. You flaunt the money you made off the backs of hard working Mexicans who were forced into creating, designing, building, and producing your mass-production merchandise only to then move warehouses and production sites to Texas. Real lucha libre legend of you, Teo to move your entire operations to Texas so you can continue to make money for yourself, get rid of the Mexican workers and then join up with Andre and be a little Family Guy television skit show.
Cinta: Enfermarse, Teo. It means we're getting sick just thinking and talking about this.
Toxin: Two Gents is an unfunny joke that has gone on far too long like you fat Americans voting for Trump.
Toxin spits down into the cave floor.
Toxin: You are disrespectful, you make mockery, and you sell out our culture and legend just to make your fortune and fame and for what? For you and Action Wrestling to sell your merchandise and act like Deathstars doesn't belong, like we don't deserve the success you deserve? You are jokes. You act like you are Mexican through and through, but we see through your thin skin and your brittle bones. We will break you at Evolution, make no mistake, we will hurt you and you will never be the same again.
Cinta: And Andre thinks everything is television show comedy. You think this is Family Guy, Andre? You roll the dice, you take your dirty, island living songs and prance around like this is all a joke. I've seen you jump off a Hell in a Cell for the major sacrifice, I've seen you do what you have to do when it comes down to it, but I just don't respect the way you carry yourself. You roll the dice and let it decide for you, but that's not fate, and that's not destiny. That's whimsical and it ends at Evolution.
Toxin: Everything about you is a way to sell a joke, a punchline. You're not a warrior, you're not made of legend, you're not a movie producer, you're a dancing little freak. You're the bottom of the barrel. No one laughs at your jokes, they laugh that you're a funny looking loser who deserves to have his head smashed in by us. Take your washcloth rag clothes, and your stupid plastic armor off, and fight us like a real man. If you don't, we'll be sure to wipe that smile off your face with our superkicks and elbows. We can't wait to make you bleed.
Cinta and Toxin look back at the everlasting flame.
Cinta: You tell everyone on CBS that we disrespected the Cruiserweight Tag Team titles. You say we disrespected the belts and that's what has you upset.
Toxin: We never disrespected the Championship belts, because those belts mean something to us.
Cinta: We disrespected you for disrespecting a culture you use to sell masks and fortune, and we disrespected you because you don't deserve our respect. And how did you respond? More marketing and merchandise, Two Gents. You didn't look to honor accomplishments with pure heart and pure mind. You tried to sell our accomplishments to the American audience for you to continue to sell your brand. That's all you are, talking, walking brand one-liners, and that entire segment was you extending your hand to the real pride and honor of Mexico and Lucha Libre, you tried to get rich off our backs and we will NEVER allow that.
Toxin: You got what you deserve.
Cinta: And you'll get more punishment and loss at Evolution on Sunday. Like we told you, this is a warning.
Toxin: You go to Mexico, ask more hard working Mexicans to once again create, build and produce something for you? How much you pay for this? Did you take them to a food truck and let them pick out any Jaritos they want, Teo? Did you roll the dice, Andre and put your hands in your pocket and shake your head back and forth nervously and tell them maybe you can get them back next time when you roll back through the neighborhood? Did you leave your wallet on your private plane in fear of it being stolen? You two are so disgusting it actually hurts to even talk about you.
Cinta: Our faces are on boards with barbed wire and you think this means war? You think we're going to war at Evolution and you try selling more merchandise in one last attempt to continue to push your brand and fortune on us? Teo, Andre, you were already at War and you didn't even notice. That's how stupid and ignorant the both of you truly are.
Toxin: We were kicked, punched, slammed, driven into this hard Earth inside this cave by our Father, our Uncles, our worst enemies since we were able to walk and put our hands up in an attempt to not have two bruised eyes or broken cheek bones before going to school. This Cave is where we were born, where we were raised, and where we were taught to go toe to toe with the wickedest of evils and come through on the other end alive, breathing, and unscathed. You flew a small private plane into Mexico and brought back barbed wire boards with spraypaint and you want to tell me about your scars you got from 100 pound girls you used to fight to keep those belts? Disgusting.
Toxin: Tu mundo ha terminado, has muerto. By Deathstars.
The scene slowly fades as we pan into the everlasting flame.
The following has been translated to English.
Cinta: I have a message for you Teo and Andre, and I hope you listen very well because you can take this as a warning before you get into the ring with us. We are not coming to Evolution for fun and games, we are not coming to Evolution to smile and laugh, and we are not coming to Evolution for some five star classic you can hang your career on. We are coming to Evolution to destroy, dismantle, break you, and crumble your reign in front of us and take the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships.
Toxin: Teo, you believe that you are Mexican Royalty. You and your ignorant fans believe that you are Lucha Libre legend and that makes me sick. You are American scum who took the pride and honor of Mexico and used it to sell merchandise and moves for American audiences and you are no legend. Hector Habanero is a stand man Mexican but his biggest loss wasn't losing the Mexico City Championship in front of a 100,000 fans, his biggest loss was showing you the way of Lucha Libre and embarrassing himself to the new lowest of lows and ever since that day, Hector and you Teo have been slowly making us scratch an itch that we couldn't get rid of.. until now.
Cinta: This mask?
Cinta lifts up a mask that was once worn by Teo Del Sol/Teo Blaze.
Cinta: This is a mockery of our life. This is a joke that only Americans believe that is Mexican culture and this colorful cloth that covers your hideous face is nothing more than a merchandise cash-grab. You made trillions of these so fat, little American kids in Iowa and Texas would wear these and jump up and down. 30 US Dollars a pop for this just means that you don't care for the culture and you don't care for the lifestyle, you care for the money and the fame and Teo, that makes you a sell out.
Toxin: No amount of money you put into the Habanero Hall or museums or the tiny towns will ever erase the fact that you're a sell out bitch. You flaunt the money you made off the backs of hard working Mexicans who were forced into creating, designing, building, and producing your mass-production merchandise only to then move warehouses and production sites to Texas. Real lucha libre legend of you, Teo to move your entire operations to Texas so you can continue to make money for yourself, get rid of the Mexican workers and then join up with Andre and be a little Family Guy television skit show.
Cinta: Enfermarse, Teo. It means we're getting sick just thinking and talking about this.
Toxin: Two Gents is an unfunny joke that has gone on far too long like you fat Americans voting for Trump.
Toxin spits down into the cave floor.
Toxin: You are disrespectful, you make mockery, and you sell out our culture and legend just to make your fortune and fame and for what? For you and Action Wrestling to sell your merchandise and act like Deathstars doesn't belong, like we don't deserve the success you deserve? You are jokes. You act like you are Mexican through and through, but we see through your thin skin and your brittle bones. We will break you at Evolution, make no mistake, we will hurt you and you will never be the same again.
Cinta: And Andre thinks everything is television show comedy. You think this is Family Guy, Andre? You roll the dice, you take your dirty, island living songs and prance around like this is all a joke. I've seen you jump off a Hell in a Cell for the major sacrifice, I've seen you do what you have to do when it comes down to it, but I just don't respect the way you carry yourself. You roll the dice and let it decide for you, but that's not fate, and that's not destiny. That's whimsical and it ends at Evolution.
Toxin: Everything about you is a way to sell a joke, a punchline. You're not a warrior, you're not made of legend, you're not a movie producer, you're a dancing little freak. You're the bottom of the barrel. No one laughs at your jokes, they laugh that you're a funny looking loser who deserves to have his head smashed in by us. Take your washcloth rag clothes, and your stupid plastic armor off, and fight us like a real man. If you don't, we'll be sure to wipe that smile off your face with our superkicks and elbows. We can't wait to make you bleed.
Cinta and Toxin look back at the everlasting flame.
Cinta: You tell everyone on CBS that we disrespected the Cruiserweight Tag Team titles. You say we disrespected the belts and that's what has you upset.
Toxin: We never disrespected the Championship belts, because those belts mean something to us.
Cinta: We disrespected you for disrespecting a culture you use to sell masks and fortune, and we disrespected you because you don't deserve our respect. And how did you respond? More marketing and merchandise, Two Gents. You didn't look to honor accomplishments with pure heart and pure mind. You tried to sell our accomplishments to the American audience for you to continue to sell your brand. That's all you are, talking, walking brand one-liners, and that entire segment was you extending your hand to the real pride and honor of Mexico and Lucha Libre, you tried to get rich off our backs and we will NEVER allow that.
Toxin: You got what you deserve.
Cinta: And you'll get more punishment and loss at Evolution on Sunday. Like we told you, this is a warning.
Toxin: You go to Mexico, ask more hard working Mexicans to once again create, build and produce something for you? How much you pay for this? Did you take them to a food truck and let them pick out any Jaritos they want, Teo? Did you roll the dice, Andre and put your hands in your pocket and shake your head back and forth nervously and tell them maybe you can get them back next time when you roll back through the neighborhood? Did you leave your wallet on your private plane in fear of it being stolen? You two are so disgusting it actually hurts to even talk about you.
Cinta: Our faces are on boards with barbed wire and you think this means war? You think we're going to war at Evolution and you try selling more merchandise in one last attempt to continue to push your brand and fortune on us? Teo, Andre, you were already at War and you didn't even notice. That's how stupid and ignorant the both of you truly are.
Toxin: We were kicked, punched, slammed, driven into this hard Earth inside this cave by our Father, our Uncles, our worst enemies since we were able to walk and put our hands up in an attempt to not have two bruised eyes or broken cheek bones before going to school. This Cave is where we were born, where we were raised, and where we were taught to go toe to toe with the wickedest of evils and come through on the other end alive, breathing, and unscathed. You flew a small private plane into Mexico and brought back barbed wire boards with spraypaint and you want to tell me about your scars you got from 100 pound girls you used to fight to keep those belts? Disgusting.
Cinta: We were broken in this Cave. We were destroyed in this cave and we came crawling out ready for more. That's a war, Teo. That's surviving, Andre. You will feel the pain and trauma at Evolution. Don't prepare for war, be prepared for your execution.
Toxin: Tu mundo ha terminado, has muerto. By Deathstars.
The scene slowly fades as we pan into the everlasting flame.