Sentoryu
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Post by Sentoryu on Mar 15, 2013 19:37:01 GMT -5
Showdown returns from the break and Sentoryu is standing in the ring. The Crowd cheers for him. He waves his hands to calm the fans.
Thank you for the respect you have shown me here. Even though I have done nothing to garner such this year to date. I have fallen to both Manor and Starr. I have also lost to Nate Micheals in VPW. Now I must enter the Fallout Match at the PPV to begin the long road back to the top. But I would ask Manor to come down here and I would like to again try and do what seems to be impossible for me to actually secure a win. I would like to test him in an iron man match. No ring outs just stand toe to toe and go at it tooth and nail. His path is now flowing headlong into Starr's path and to the Gladiator title. Mine is to see if I can finally even the score. Manor our paths are a mirror this year of what came to pass for you last year. only difference you have one dark match win over me. Last year I had the wins over you. this is the rubber match so to speak. A you are now the oods on favorite to be the number one contender and have a shot. I will step aside if you beat me in this match and I will shake your hand at the end and proclaim you the better man in and out of the ring.
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Sentoryu
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adapt, improvise, and overcome
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Post by Sentoryu on Mar 18, 2013 17:52:02 GMT -5
Sentoryu rolls back to his feet. The crowd was chanting his name. He had just done the impossible. He had won. He was still smarting from last weeks beat down at he hands of Nate Micheals. Also the trashing he had gotten last week at the hands of Manor. But in one fell swoop Sentoryu had evened up the score. Manor and He were even in wins and losses. Sentoryu looked to Manor, he lifts his mask to show his face. It was bloody and beaded with sweat. Laying, etched into his granite visage was a quirky smile. for those that knew him outside of the ring, this smile was generally etched in his hard but youthful face. Tonight it was even broader then it usually is. As the mask hits the canvas,Sentoryu's ebony hair matted with blood and sweat falls into his eyes. Sentoryu extends his hand to Manor, knowing it may not ever be taken. He extends it anyways.
Next week Manor I will challenge Starr for a rematch for the title. I will ask him to battle me in this very match type. You have been a great test for my skills. You are the most callus men I have met,but in your own strange way you are a humble man of honor. You and I are different yes,but in many ways we are one and the same. Both of us strive to be the best. You are skilled that I will give you. You may not like me but under it all you have respect for me , I also have respect for you. You have been where I have gone both of us chase the path of The Avenger. Soon if the winds of fate blow in our favors we will surpass the great Avenger and Stand alone as some of if not the greatest Champions in I:W history.
Knowing Manor may never show him any respect in the public forum, Sentoryu bends and retrieves his mask and returns it to his battered and bloodied face. Rolling out of the ring his gait labored but still brisk, he moves out into the fans and fades into the sea of them into the dark.
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