Polaris Mask debuts in L.A.W.

[Maledomfan]

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As the lights in the arena flare up, Polarias Mask's theme music erupts, signaling his grand entrance. The crowd roars in approval as he appears at the entrance, decked out in his signature wrestling attire. He strides confidently down the ramp, absorbing the energy of the fans, then climbs into the ring to grab a microphone.

"What an incredible feeling to be back in the ring, back where the real action happens, back where every cheer and every jeer fuels the fire that's been burning in me all these years. [Pauses for cheers.] Yes, I've been away, out there on the big screens, but my heart, my passion, my very spirit has always belonged right here—with wrestling. I've returned not to relive my past but to add new chapters to my legacy in L.A.W., and prove that passion in this sport never fades. As I..."

Suddenly before he could finish his speech, Polaris Mask was interrupted with someone's theme music blaring throughout the area...

[Weonna]

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Suddenly, James McDuffy's theme music hits hard. He strides confidently onto the stage, microphone in hand and despite being new to L.A.W., his demeanor is that of a seasoned competitor who's ready to make his mark.

"Polarias Mask, so you return, huh? I've watched you, not just here, but from every corner of the wrestling world where I've honed my craft."

Crowd reacts with intrigue.

"And let me tell you something—L.A.W. isn't a place for has-beens or Hollywood stars looking to find lost glory. We don’t need another hero from the silver screen. We need warriors who've never stopped fighting in these trenches. Ya see...while you were off in Tinseltown, I was grinding it out in rings across the globe, fighting tooth and nail, earning every ounce of respect. I didn't come to L.A.W. to be overshadowed by some returning celebrity. I came here to dominate, to prove that my time elsewhere wasn't just a warm-up. It was a warning."

[Maledomfan]

Polarias Mask paused, his expression that of confusion and curiosity as James McDuffy's words echoed through the arena. The crowd's murmur grew louder, sensing the tension and the uncertainty from their returning hero.

Holding the microphone closer, Polarias addressed the bold newcomer with a tone that mixed caution with genuine surprise. "Hold on a second," he started, his eyes narrowing slightly as he tried to place the face before him. "I appreciate the enthusiasm and the fire, but who exactly are we talking about here? I've been around, and I've faced many, but you?....sorry, your face doesn't ring a bell."

The crowd chuckled, sensing the disorientation in Polarias' voice as he continued, "I've tackled giants and danced with devils in this ring, but you, I'm not sure where you fit in. You say you've been grinding it out across the globe while I was in Hollywood, earning respect? That's commendable, truly, but if you're looking to make a mark, there’s no need to drag my name through the mud to build yours."

Polarias adjusted his stance, still eyeing James with a blend of scrutiny and openness. "You came here to dominate and prove that your past was not just a warm-up? Well, that's a path we all walk here in L.A.W. So, tell me, James McDuffy, what makes you think you can jump the line and call out someone who's already earned their stripes? Let’s start there." Polarias stood ready, microphone in hand, looking for answers and ready to understand just who this new challenger really was.

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James McDuffy's response crackled with aggression, his eyes locked fiercely on Polarias Mask. The tension in the arena thickened, the crowd's anticipation turning into an uneasy silence, waiting for the sparks to fly.

"Polarias, I didn't come here to get your blessing or to wait in line like some rookie begging for scraps,"

James sneered, his voice rising with each word.

"I came to L.A.W. to shake things up, to challenge the old guard...that's you...and to take over. I don’t need you to give me anything; I’m here to take it."

He stepped a few paces forward, his posture bristling with confrontation.

"So, if you think you’ve still got what it takes, prove it. Not next week, not tomorrow, but tonight. Let’s settle this in the ring, where your Hollywood tricks won’t save you."

James stared defiantly at Polarias, challenging him not just to a match, but to a battle for respect and recognition in L.A.W. The crowd erupted, their cheers mixed with jeers, as they sensed the brewing storm between these two fierce competitors.

[Maledomfan]

Polarias Mask maintained his composure under James McDuffy's fiery gaze and aggressive stance. The crowd's energy heightened, a mix of tension and excitement as they awaited his response. Polarias lifted his microphone, his voice calm but firm, resonating through the arena.

"James, I respect the fire in you. But tonight, my dance card is already full," Polarias declared, gesturing toward the locker room area with a nod. "I'm scheduled to face Hiro Takahashi, a warrior who’s every bit as hungry as you to prove himself in this ring."

The crowd buzzed with murmurs and cheers at the mention of another formidable opponent. Polarias' eyes didn’t waver from James as he continued, "You want to challenge me? You’ll get your chance, but it has to wait its turn. I fight those who've earned their shot."

[Weonna]

James' face contorted with frustration, his fists clenching at his sides as he processed the news. His voice boomed back, harsher and more urgent.

"Who? Hiro Takahashi?!"

James spat out the name as if it left a bitter taste.

"So you choose to face someone else when I'm right here, calling you out? What, are you scared to face me first?"

The crowd reacted, some booing James for his disrespect, others cheering him for his audacity. James took a step closer, his presence demanding, as he pointed a finger directly at Polarias.

"I'm not here to be put on hold, Polarias. You're either facing me tonight or you’re admitting that you're dodging the real challenge. Prove you're not just a Hollywood facade. Fight me!"

His challenge echoed through the arena, setting the stage for a confrontation that neither the fans nor the wrestlers could ignore.

[Maledomfan]

Polarias Mask studied James McDuffy closely, weighing his options as the defiant challenge hung heavy in the air. The crowd was electric, divided between excitement for the scheduled match and the unexpected drama unfolding before them.

Polarias took a deep breath, then spoke into the microphone, "James, you're eager to prove yourself, and that's exactly the kind of spirit that I like. You want a match with me, you'll get it—but it'll be on my terms."

The crowd roared in approval, sensing the gravity of the moment. Polarias held up a hand to calm the cheers and continued, "Tonight, I have a commitment to face Hiro Takahashi, a commitment that i am keeping... But don’t worry, you won’t be left out in the cold."

He paused, letting the suspense build before concluding, "After I'm done with Hiro, I'll happily face you in this ring...all in the same night and we’ll see if your bite is as fierce as your bark. Tonight, you’ll get your chance to shake things up, as you said. Be ready."

[Weonna]

"Fine,"

James called back, his voice rough with restrained aggression.

"I’ll be watching your match closely, Polarias. And I'll be ready to pick up whatever's left of you afterward. Make sure you save some strength; you’re going to need it."

With those parting words, James exited the stage, leaving a trail of anticipation behind him. The crowd was left buzzing, now doubly excited for an evening that promised not one, but two matches for the exciting debut of Polaris Mask!

[Maledomfan]

Polarias turned to face the audience, a slight nod acknowledging their cheers, his mind already strategizing for the challenging night ahead.

[Weonna]

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