Shin Kurone {Debut} vs Blanco Sombre

[Suneater]

Shin Kurone {Debut} vs Blanco Sombre

Shin Kurone to the stage, Shin Kurone to the stage!

Hohoho! Here it was, the time had finally come! After being signed on to LAW and then months of false-starts and dead-ends, he’d finally been securely booked to make a debut into the wrestling world.The anxiety of wondering how he was going to pay his bills was nothing new, but the disappointment sure was. He had begun to think that, much like his film career, the promo vids he had shot had tanked, so he was sufficiently shocked when he finally got a call to lace up and show down.

Much like he prepared for his films, Shin had started with a bit of background research about the match. Blanco Sombre, legacy wrestler with world-wide experience was what the internet had given him, alongside Blanco’s success in the film industry. When a quick look at his filmography turned into an all-nighter bingefest, what he was more interested in the end was Blanco’s storied resume.He’d starred in a litany of weird little films, the exact same kind of B-role stuff Shin had been dipping his toes in.And best of all, the rumor mill was speculating that Blanco was feeling around the idea of producing his own feature sometime in the future? That was something Shin had to get in on.

And that lead to today! The match he probably should have hit the gym a little bit more for. He still maintained the ridiculous zero point body fat diet that kept his image relevant on Instagram, but he hadn’t really been in a position where he could finance the maintenance of an ideal weight. As he held an arm up to flex in the mirror, he seemed just a tiny bit frustrated with the size. Hopefully the pay for this match would be enough to cover him for a bit, and then he could focus on foods that were going to—

Oh right, he was supposed to be somewhere right now! He quickly jogged from the dressing room through the backstage to the curtains, just in time to take a quick 10 second breather as the lights dimmed and they started playing his music. For his debut he’d been outfitted with a relatively simple black and silver pair of pants, coupled with a silver wristband for one arm and a black wristband for the other, finished off by black boots. As he burst out from behind the curtain, the lights came up and he threw his arms up into the air, prompting two golden glitter-and-tinsel cannons to pop off as the announcer rambled off his name and stats.

The audience response wasn’t quite so positive as he was hoping, but he tried to remain hopeful considering this would be the first time many had ever heard of him. He sort of half-dances, half-walks as he makes his way to the ring, trying to have fun with the absurdity of just how many pairs of eyes were trained on him. He hopped the side of the ring and slipped through the top and middle ropes, standing up tall and proudly putting his hands on his hips. A casual glance at the big screen let him know he had a bit of the tinsel caught in his air, to which some quick thinking instructed him to swipe away and sprinkle to the mat as if it were part of his shtick.

Shin focuses his eyes in on the ramp as the fanfare dies down and the audience turns their attention to the bigger name to be stepping into the ring:

BLANCO SOMBRE!

[Luncha_Libre]

Backstage, the man called Blanco Sombre was finishing his stretching, readying for another night of competition. Getting back into the ring had been a mixed experience for the masked man so far, and some of his critics blamed the fact that he was dividing his career two ways. Some nights, he was shooting and doing promo works for late-night ‘classics’ like Blanco Sombre v the Vampire Women, or Blanco Sombre Contra El Dracula II. Alternating nights, he was putting his body on the line in the wrestling ring against women like Ducky Williams and Eileen Sommers.

“We’re up,” his manager and partner, Holly Matheson, called out. “You ready for this one?” Blanco rolled forward and sprung up to his feet. He hopped in place, making certain his limbs and muscles were warm, ready to work.

“Aren’t I always?” Blanco asked.

“This guy’s a rookie,” Holly warned, “but don’t get cocky, but he’s got a great look. It’s not going to look good if he pins you down, tonight.”

“Cocky?” Blanco smirked. “Babe, I fight Draculas. Tonight should be fun!” Holly rolled her eyes, and Blanco ushered her through the gorilla area with his hand on her lower back. The two emerged onto the entrance ramp together, to the cheers of the fans.

Blanco waved and grinned as he made his way down the ramp, greeting fans and stopping for pictures. Reaching the ringside area, he and Holly embraced, before she dramatically whipped him into the ring! The luchador flew toward the ring, sliding in beneath the bottom rope and pushing himself up to his feet! There he dropped to a knee, raised his arms, and greeted the bright lights of the arena.

The entire time, however, Blanco Sombre kept a close eye on Shin. He wanted to measure the young man up. Fit, good-looking guy … looked like he could be in pictures himself, even without a mask! Blanco put his hands on his hips, squared his shoulders, and gave a welcoming nod to his opponent.