[Jay Phillips is standing in the ring]
Jay Phillips: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Tornado.
[“Bullets” by Creed cranks over the speakers. Tornado walks out with an irked face on. He no-so-boisterously walks down to the ring and climbs in and stands next to Jay as the music dies down.]
JP: Tornado, as a second generation wrestler and son of SCSF legend, Cyclone, there must have been tremendous pressure to deliver at the last show. And thanks to Katsutoshi--or, probably more accurately, Leiko--those expectations fell, shall we say, a little short?
Tornado: Look Jay, you and everybody watching, saw exactly what a disgrace of a match that was last night. I understand that referees are human and they make mistakes. I’m not blaming the officiating for my loss, but I really think it played a big hand in the outcome of the match.
JP: The questionable officiating being the DQ call?
T: Well---see that’s why it’s questionable. Normally, a disqualification for putting your hands on out outside manager--which is what I did--is the correct call. But...c’mon!! I don’t know how the ref missed her parading back and forth on the ring apron the ENTIRE match, suplexing me out of the ring, punching me while I was outside the ring, and then...proceeding to pin my arms up while Katsutoshi got in a shot I couldn’t defend against!! And somehow **I** get disqualified? Just for taking care of business?? Call me crazy, but I think the people who pay their hard-earned money deserve better than that.
Voice over PA: Weeeeeeee ooooooooo weeeeeeee ooooooooooo weeeeeeeee ooooooooooo!
[Tornado and Jay look up the ramp as Katsutoshi and and Leiko emerge from backstage. It’s Katsutoshi making the siren sound into the microphone.]
Katsutoshi: Hear that Tornado? It’s the WAAAAAAmbulance on their way here to administer an emergency diaper change. Why don’t you man up and admit that you’re a hot-head rookie who lost his cool and put his hands on a lady? Wait, I just answered my own question. You CAN’T man up because real men don’t put their hands on ladies! Typically, I would walk right down there and kick the snot of anyone who strikes a woman, but you’ve already dishonored yourself AND your father with your cowardly act. Plus, I already beat you! Ha! So I have nothing more to prove. I’m the better man, and truly, the better man won!
[Katsutoshi folds his arms and smiles impishly. Tornado grinds his teeth and scowls. After a few seconds, he snatches the microphone from Jay Phillips hand, startling Jay. Tornado walks over the ropes and leans over them, addressing and pointing up at Katustoshi.]
T: If you think this is over, you’re WRONG! If you think we’re done, you’re WRONG! And if you think that I’m not going to get back at you…..YOU’RE WRONG! After this tag-team tournament, you and I are going at it again! But this time, we’ll be inside a cage so your harlot can’t interfere on your behalf like she always does! Then we’ll see who the real man is and if you can take care of business YOURSELF!
[“Bullets” begins playing again. A visibly outraged Katsutoshi begins yelling and pacing and waving his hands in anger. He points up at Tornado and Tornado points right back at him, then Tornado punches his fist into his open palm. Katsutoshi continues yelling up at Tornado as Leiko tries calming Katsutoshi down as the scene fades out.]
