Masked Clash Of Destiny (For The460Slayer)

[Deus001]

Mask would admit, this would be the first time he entered a Japanese wrestling arena. He'd just been touring his homeland of Mexico since becoming a fully trained pro wrestler in the art of lucha libre. The Smith had been getting to grips with Lancashire Collar & Elbow Wrestling before getting the call up to LAW, deciding that the best way to expand on his career was to head abroad for a fresh start to another page of his legend. The luchador had sat in his locker room, strumming a guitar casually as he waited for a stage hand to inform him it was time for him to introduce himself to the crowd.

Then he heard a buzz from his phone, casting a glance Mask saw it was from his group chat of friends, The Killer 7. Seemed that Kaede had managed to get herself a new makeup kit, asking if anyone bothered to notice. Once again they hadn't save for Mask who responded with a like emoji. Then the stage hand came by to inform Mask it was time for him to move to the ring, setting the guitar in his arms Mask donned his purple cape over his crisp white suit as he made his way to the ring......

Spoiler

The lights in the arena dimmed out as Mask's theme, the subtle and softly played Black Velvetopia Streets blared from the speakers as the luchador graced the stage ramp with Mask strumming along to the song until he made his way to the ring, whereupon he grabbed a chair and slid inside and sat there in the middle. Microphone in hand.

"Hola." Mask said, his voice soft and refined as he tuned his guitar before saying "Name's Mask. Mask De Smith. New in town. I'm here to prove myself and the art of lucha libre. Its high time that the style be displayed in this ring, I know there's many of my fellows in the back, I ask that one of them. Any that done the mask to come out here please......." with that the luchador softly played his guitar as he watched the entrance ramp, the gauntlet had been thrown there~

[The460Slayer]

The crowds got silent as he started playing his guitar once he sat on the middle of the ring for some seconds, until the whole stage got in a total blackout as the crowd reacted due to it.

Spoiler

Later, pink lights turn on around the whole arena, which made them confused. In fact, they had no idea of what was happening. Then, fuchsia fireworks explode in the top of the ramp as the stage goes back to normal, and a recognizable song starts playing in the entire arena, which made the fans explode with chants and pops. After the smoke curtain got ejected, the pinkette luchadora shows up by trespassing it, making them to cheer.

Spoiler

In fact, the fans thought that everything could happen, but not Pink Phoenix appearing there to interrupt Mask. She looked at them and does her taunt pose on the beginning of the ramp, then she does a little and quick run to slide under the bottom rope and gets inside the ring. Once she did, she goes straight to the ropes and does her taunt pose again, smiling. After she did her entrance, the music cuts and the lights go back to normal.

[Deus001]

Mask thought to himself, this was just like busking back home. Only he didn't have the killer 7 with him there to do a full Mariachi performance. Still he didn't have long to wait as the arena was darkened, Mask calmly set the six string down there and leaned forward on his chair as he eyed the entrance ramp. The Smith smiled under his mask, indeed it seemed that a fellow luchador was answering the call. The call of destiny. Good song there too, then came the fireworks. Rolling out the red carpet here for Mask it seemed, it seemed the fans were behind it all. So perhaps.....not a newcomer in their own right.

Then out the smoke came a luchador, a lady at that. The mask, the feathers and frills. It all screamed to Mask that he met a fellow luchador here, he leaned in his chair and clapped along with the crowd as she made her way to the ring. Far be it from him to ruin a grand proceeding of the squared circle after all, then finally when the music had died down and the lights of the arena he stood to his 5'10 height and put the mic to his mouth with "Hola, Señorita....."

The 1 of the 7 would give the pink clad lady lucha a slight bow in greeting to her before saying "Gotta say.....Great first impression there. Confident, I like that. How's about giving me your name? Cause I'm thinking your my welcome wagon here to LAW. And with meeting a fellow lucha, its already off to a great start." Mask would then offer the mic to the lady there, least he could do for the one who answered the call......

[The460Slayer]

The pinkette luchadora accepts the offer and grabs the microphone given by De Santa, before starting to talk as the fans were still cheering at her. Once she puts the mic on her mount, they stay silent.

"Buenos días, señor. And let me introduce myself, but first, thanks for the compliment about my entrance...not everyone says it so is an honor to hear it. And who am I? You can address me as Pink Phoenix. And yes, perhaps you guessed that right, I'm the one who answered your call. Unexpected, i know, no one expected to see me here in Japan but let's go to the point. I'm not only
here to show up myself, I'm here to also demonstrate by myself that I'll be one of the new faces of the prestigious Lucha Libre in the world!

Phoenix said with confidence, going to the point as she said, then she would give the mic back to De Santa.

[Deus001]

Mask hadn't really gotten to know his fellows in the indie circuit, he'd fought opponents yes but they'd either been less than friendly or he had the company of his fellow smiths who took less than kindly to those who opposed Mask. Here though he was alone, here he could hone his craft and meet his fellows in the proper way a luchador should. Mask lifted an eyebrow at her naming, Pink Phoenix. Aptly named indeed and quite the lovely lady too with the sprit of her animal name to match. And to the point there too, it seemed that her journey mirrored that of the 1 of the 7 in a similar vein. Venturing past their homeland to prove their skill against other fighters.

He would clap at her words as the crowd cheered the pinkette, before Mask then said with a chuckle "Ah de nada Señorita. You do me an honour with this, to have a luchador of such aspirations to greet me proves that it has been worth our time here." the white suited luchador would then walk to the ropes there as he held his mic like a glass of wine.

"But you know, it seems that our fates have entwined from this meeting. Two luchadors, that have journeyed far from the home. Sadly tonight we cannot clash, yet tomorrow shall arrive. Would you accept the challenge Señorita and face me?" Mask then calmly offered the mic back to Phoenix, in a manner akin to bestowing a holy grail towards her~

[The460Slayer]

"Well, for sure we aren't dressed to wrestle right now. So yes, i accept your challenge for tomorrow." Phoenix replied to Mask after hearing his question, proving that she's ready to face him in their match, in a face to face confrontation previous to their match on the next day.

[Deus001]

And it was with that a match was sorted, truth be told Mask couldn't have asked for a better evening here. To have someone answer the call and encounter a fellow kindred spirit in a luchador proved to him that this trip overseas had been worth the initial first step indeed! Alas as much as he'd have liked to gotten to know the Phoenix the stage hands would be speaking aloud that Mask and her would need to wrap this up.

"Gracias Señorita. Bring your best in skill tomorrow and we shall make the people proud. Adios until then....." Mask would bow gracefully to the pinkette before making to leap over the top rope with his guitar in hand and land effortless onto the canvas, he would then flourish his purple cape and hand his microphone back to the stage hands and mutter his thanks.

As Mask made his way back to his locker room he checked the Smiths group chat, with Con proclaiming he saw Mask just now on the TV there. Coyote said that Phoenix chick looked like Mask's type, Kaede simply put some nonchalant emojis. Garcian said Mask still sucked on the guitar. Kevin as always never bothered typing. Dan meanwhile said Mask better put on a good show to make busking up for his ticket worth it. The luchador simply chuckled and replied with "Gracias, my fellow Smiths......."