Post by dylanblack on Aug 8, 2023 23:09:22 GMT -6
~Location: A Fishing Boat~
Date: January 28th
Time: 5:24 AM
Date: January 28th
Time: 5:24 AM
A young and sturdy brown person notices something as he's messing with the fishing net, trying to bring it aboard.
Young Brown Person: ¡Señor! ¡Encontramos algo! (Sir, we found something!)
An older person with the consistency of someone Mav wouldn't like comes running.
Older Brown Person: ¿Qué es esta vez, Pepe? (Translation: What is it this time, Pepe?)
The older person assists Pepe in bringing the net over.
Pepe: Sr. Guzman! Tal vez tenemos el ser místico que hemos estado buscando! (Translation: Mr. Guzman, maybe this is the mystical being we have been searching for!)
With a final pull, the net has been pulled over and aboard with comes King Edmund IV and Mutt.
Mr. Guzman: Por desgracia, es sólo una cosa fea enmascarada y alguien con grandes músculos. (Alas, it is only a masked ugly thing and someone with big muscles.)
Pepe: ¿Deberíamos revivirlos? (Translation: Should we revive them?)
Mr. Guzman: Absolutamente no. (Translation: Absolutely not.)
Pepe: Bien entonces. (Translation: OK then.)
Pepe begins to walk away until-
Mr. Guzman: ¡Espere! (Translation: Wait!)
Pepe turns around.
Mr. Guzman: El feo se ve rico. Tal vez si lo revivimos, él nos dará una gran recompensa. (Translation: The ugly one looks rich. Maybe if we revive him, he will give us a grand reward.)
Immediately, the two go to work to perform CPR. Mutt's the first to choke up water. He begins to shake his head, trying to familiarize himself with where he is.
Pepe: ¡Estas despierto! ¿Sabes dónde estás? (Translation: You're awake! Do you know where you are?)
Obviously, being a mute, Mutt doesn't answer. Mr. Guzman calls over from King Edmund.
Mr. Guzman: No debe saber español. ¡Prueba otros idiomas! (Translation: He must not know Spanish. Try some other languages!)
Pepe: Tudo bem. Você sabe Português? (Translation: Alright. Do you know Portugese?)
Mutt doesn't respond.
Pepe: Qu'en est-il du français? (Translation: How about French?)
Nothing from Mutt.
Pepe: ...English? (Translation: ...English?)
He talks. Just kidding. He doesn't.
Pepe: Sr. Guzmán, no conozco otros idiomas. ¿Qué hay de tu chico? ¿Está hecho? (Translation: Mr. I don't know any other languages. What about your guy? Is he dead?)
Mr. Guzman: ¿Que piense? (Translation: What do you think?)
Mutt looks over and finds King Edmund unconscious. He immediately becomes filled with tears and goes to his aid. He tries CPR himself.)
Pepe: Sr. Guzmán, parece que realmente se preocupan el uno por el otro. Deben ser buenos amigos. (Translation: Mr. Guzman, it seems like they really care for each other. They must be good friends.)
Mr. Guzman: No. ¡Míralos, Pepe! ¡Mira esta pasión! Son más que simples amigos. ¡Esos son dos amantes homosexuales que luchan en una carrera contra el tiempo! (Translation: No. Look at them, Pepe! Look at this passion! They're more than just friends. Those are two homosexual lovers who are fighting in a race against time!)
Pepe: ¿Estás seguro? (Translation: Are you sure?)
Pepe looks and finds him performing CPR with one hand and with the other, pulling one of his nipples.
Pepe: No importa. (Translation: Never mind.)
That's when King Edmund jerks forward. He gasps as he bursts into the land of living as he becomes fully conscious. Pepe and Mr. Guzman looks over to the group.
Mr. Guzman: Caballeros, ¿se sienten bien? (Translation: Gentlemen, are you OK?)
King Edmund IV: Where am I!?
Mr. Guzman: Pepe, te dije que hablaban un idioma diferente! (Translation: Pepe, I told you they spoke a different language!)
Pepe: ¡Ya probé el inglés en el grande! (Translation: I already tried English on the big one!)
Mr. Guzman: ¡Lo que sea! (Translation: Whatever!)
Mr. Guzman turns.
Mr. Guzman: Gentlemen, I hope you're all feeling well. You are right off the coast of Vigo in Spain.
King Edmund IV: Mutt, where are my soldiers?
Mutt looks around, but finds no one. He looks down to King Edmund with a sigh.
King Edmund IV: Then we are short of men. We need to bring more men to restore our soldier count. But where can we find more men to fight on our behalf?
That's when Mr. Guzman steps forward.
Mr. Guzman: Gentlemen, a reward is customary.
King Edmund IV: A reward, you say?
King Edmund IV then turns to Mutt and a sick smile crawls across his face.
King Edmund IV: Well I'll have you know that I am a king. More importantly, I am the king of Supremia. Sail this ship over to Supremia and you will get riches beyond your wildest dreams.
Pepe: Let's go.
~Location: A Fishing Boat Still~
Date: January 28th
Time: 10:57 AM
Date: January 28th
Time: 10:57 AM
The camera switches to King Edmund IV in the front of the boat. King Edmund smiles brightly as he hears Mutt approach from behind.
King Edmund IV: Mutt, have you placed him in the brig?
Mutt: Mmmmmrph.
King Edmund IV: Fine, whatever. Have you tied them up at least?
Mutt: Mmmmrph.
King Edmund IV: Good boy. I'd give you a carrot, but I don't have any. I think I saw some scrod in the net, though.
Mutt runs off camera in search for food. King Edmund smiles. He looks around. That's when he notices the camera.
King Edmund IV: Oh. I didn't quite see you there. I'm too busy winning. Winning a boat. Winning my soldier count. Winning life. And heading into the next AXW show, I'll be winning at life. I can just bounce back. That's not quite something that describes The Anomoly well. The Anomoly has kept losing. Then he loses some more. What does he do after that, you say? That's right! He loses! Over are the days where The Anomoly is the undefeated Undisputed AXW champion and beginning are the days where his career goes down until he'll be let go by the company and wished the best on his future endeavors. Me?
King Edmund looks down and points at himself.
King Edmund IV: I was just unconscious and brought up in a fishing boat. Now? I own the ship. I got some human slaves for soldiers. That's how my life got flipped upside down, and soon, I'll be doing this in the AXW. I'll become the Champion of Europe yet, and I'll shove it in the cooch of that disgusting Queen of England. My first step to the grand stage will be to destroy The Anomoly. TO VICTORY! Right, Mutt!?
...Mutt!?
King Edmund looks back and finds Mutt just scarfing down raw shellfish.
King Edmund IV: You know you're supposed to cook them first.
Mutt keeps on eating.
King Edmund IV: There are also shells on the tails of that shrimp.
Mutt keeps on eating.
King Edmund IV: Oh well. As long as you're happy.
TO VICTORY.