Post by dylanblack on Aug 8, 2023 23:10:19 GMT -6
As we fade in, the scene is a darkened room. Front and center is an elongated platform....with a large buzzing crowd on either side of it. After a few moments, floodlights come on the stage, bathing the room in bright light. A loud voice booms
WELCOME TO SUAVE SCANDAL!
After that, a large white cloth drops from the ceiling, showcasing the company logo:
The audience erupts in cheers and claps, as booming techno music suddenly plays. If it hasn't become obvious by now, we are at a fashion show for a brand called "Suave Scandal". The first model takes the stage, wearing a set of designer clothes. The model is a young fit man, wearing a pair of skintight jeans that reveal his....well endowed package, with a pair of leather cowboy boots. And nothing else. He struts his way down the runway, posing every so often to do pelvic thrusts for the audience, who respond with wolf whistles. Upon reaching the end of the runway, he looks out at the audience...and by merely flexing EXPLODES his jeans off his body, revealing a pair of similarly form fitting underwear. With a wink he turns, slaps his ass, and makes his way to the back. The audience is left speechless. For a few moments anyway, before exploding into cheers.
Over the course of the next half hour, a number of similar models walk the runway, showcasing the other types of clothing on offer. Eventually, the event reaches it's climax. The stage goes dark once again. The sounds of "sexy and I know it" can be heard playing. A spotlight SHINES on the entrance, as the one, the ONLY, LIO makes his grand entrance! He would be wearing a set of Suave Scandal branded clothing, a set of sunglasses, t-shirt, jeans, and shoes, with a trench coat over top of the t-shirt. EVERYTHING is form fitting. This is what Lio has pioneered. Taking the idea of "form fitting" to the next level. His hair as always, is IMMACULATE. He makes his way to the end of the ramp, as the rest of the models make their way back on stage, bowing before the audience.
Lio: Thank you everyone. Thank you for coming to the premier of my brand, Suave Scandal. I have dedicated myself to creating a style that I feel....reflects myself. Hence the name I have chosen for my brand. Suave Scandal. Look Suave. Look Scandalous. Do I have any questions?
Reporter: Yes, I have one. What made you decide to go from being a model to being the owner of a clothing brand? Do you still even consider yourself a wrestler?
Lio: Yes...that Is a good question. I answer thusly. I felt that, as both a wrestler and a model, that the clothing I was modeling was not up to my personal standards. I felt they were....beneath me. So I thought to myself, who better than myself to create clothings that reaches my standards. I mean, sure you can't BE me. But you CAN be the next best thing. You can look like me.
Lio: As to if I still consider myself a wrestler, of course I do. But being a wrestler doesn't earn oneself money. THIS is what earns the money. This is my day job. Wrestling is my passion. My Art. I will also use it as a platform to showcase my brand. Thank you.
Lio: Are there any other questions? No? Then I consider this event Complete. Thank you all for attending!
With that, Lio returns to the back. The camera fades out.
Soon after, the camera fades back in. We find Lio a few days later sitting at a table in his mansion, sipping from a cup of coffee. He is perusing a magazine, reading a review of his event. The reviews are glowing, proclaiming Lio as a fashion genius, and someone who is willing and able to take the next evolutionary step in fashion. Gently Placing the cup down he turns to the camera.
Lio: It seems my debut fashion show was a resounding success. Then again, I expected nothing less. The fashion world was in need of an upgrade. An.... IMMACULATE upgrade. An evolution even. Killa Kai, I want to thank you. To you I may have lost, but I still feel strongly that I was able to showcase exactly the kind of talent I have. Hence why the powers that be have entered me in the main event of the current show. My opponents are "hammerhand" Blake Luthor, and "the platinum star" James Raymond.
Yes, I have done some research on both of these men and I do find them quite fascinating. Blake for example, has taken his moniker from the deformed hands he has. Well, one supposes they are less like hands, and more like blunt instruments yes? I suppose you wont be wearing gloves...or playing piano any time soon eh Blake? Still you make do with what you have. That's great. Takes a lot of courage. I can't wait to see these....instruments...of yours in action in our match.
Then We have James Raymond. Former AXW Undisputed Champ. The Platinum Star. I find this choice odd. "Platinum Star". One usually associates "gold" with stars, and stardom do they not? But of course, I understand. Platinum is more valuable than gold. This conveys that you consider yourself above all others. Much Like myself. I have also heard you consider yourself the "anti god" James. This....this confuses me. Why this term. What makes you as such? Are you Satan? Or....is it that I have gotten the whole thing wrong, and you consider yourself the opposite of one who would be a star.....who would be "popular". Hmm. I must think more on this.
Lio finishes his coffee and stands up, stepping away from the table. He heads upstairs to the bedroom, where he disrobes while being cleverly concealed. He enters the bathroom where he spends an inordinate amount of time checking himself out....before taking a shower. He does his best thinking in the shower. He exits feeling very refreshed. Dons an immaculate white terry cloth bathrobe with a monogrammed L on it. He then goes to his bed and lays upon it, enjoying the feel of the cloth on his body.
Lio: I have come to the conclusion that it doesn't matter. Regardless of what you have done in the past, wrestling is a business of "what have you done for me lately"? As before, I will showcase my unique style. I will give both these men a night that they will remember forever! And I will do it with the style that will soon become a household name, which will soon become as synonymous with fashion as the likes of Prada, or Armani, or Chanel, or even Gucci.
The camera fades out with an image of Lio sitting prim on the edge of his bed. His eyes alight with wonder...and excitement for his upcoming match.
WELCOME TO SUAVE SCANDAL!
After that, a large white cloth drops from the ceiling, showcasing the company logo:
The audience erupts in cheers and claps, as booming techno music suddenly plays. If it hasn't become obvious by now, we are at a fashion show for a brand called "Suave Scandal". The first model takes the stage, wearing a set of designer clothes. The model is a young fit man, wearing a pair of skintight jeans that reveal his....well endowed package, with a pair of leather cowboy boots. And nothing else. He struts his way down the runway, posing every so often to do pelvic thrusts for the audience, who respond with wolf whistles. Upon reaching the end of the runway, he looks out at the audience...and by merely flexing EXPLODES his jeans off his body, revealing a pair of similarly form fitting underwear. With a wink he turns, slaps his ass, and makes his way to the back. The audience is left speechless. For a few moments anyway, before exploding into cheers.
Over the course of the next half hour, a number of similar models walk the runway, showcasing the other types of clothing on offer. Eventually, the event reaches it's climax. The stage goes dark once again. The sounds of "sexy and I know it" can be heard playing. A spotlight SHINES on the entrance, as the one, the ONLY, LIO makes his grand entrance! He would be wearing a set of Suave Scandal branded clothing, a set of sunglasses, t-shirt, jeans, and shoes, with a trench coat over top of the t-shirt. EVERYTHING is form fitting. This is what Lio has pioneered. Taking the idea of "form fitting" to the next level. His hair as always, is IMMACULATE. He makes his way to the end of the ramp, as the rest of the models make their way back on stage, bowing before the audience.
Lio: Thank you everyone. Thank you for coming to the premier of my brand, Suave Scandal. I have dedicated myself to creating a style that I feel....reflects myself. Hence the name I have chosen for my brand. Suave Scandal. Look Suave. Look Scandalous. Do I have any questions?
Reporter: Yes, I have one. What made you decide to go from being a model to being the owner of a clothing brand? Do you still even consider yourself a wrestler?
Lio: Yes...that Is a good question. I answer thusly. I felt that, as both a wrestler and a model, that the clothing I was modeling was not up to my personal standards. I felt they were....beneath me. So I thought to myself, who better than myself to create clothings that reaches my standards. I mean, sure you can't BE me. But you CAN be the next best thing. You can look like me.
Lio: As to if I still consider myself a wrestler, of course I do. But being a wrestler doesn't earn oneself money. THIS is what earns the money. This is my day job. Wrestling is my passion. My Art. I will also use it as a platform to showcase my brand. Thank you.
Lio: Are there any other questions? No? Then I consider this event Complete. Thank you all for attending!
With that, Lio returns to the back. The camera fades out.
Soon after, the camera fades back in. We find Lio a few days later sitting at a table in his mansion, sipping from a cup of coffee. He is perusing a magazine, reading a review of his event. The reviews are glowing, proclaiming Lio as a fashion genius, and someone who is willing and able to take the next evolutionary step in fashion. Gently Placing the cup down he turns to the camera.
Lio: It seems my debut fashion show was a resounding success. Then again, I expected nothing less. The fashion world was in need of an upgrade. An.... IMMACULATE upgrade. An evolution even. Killa Kai, I want to thank you. To you I may have lost, but I still feel strongly that I was able to showcase exactly the kind of talent I have. Hence why the powers that be have entered me in the main event of the current show. My opponents are "hammerhand" Blake Luthor, and "the platinum star" James Raymond.
Yes, I have done some research on both of these men and I do find them quite fascinating. Blake for example, has taken his moniker from the deformed hands he has. Well, one supposes they are less like hands, and more like blunt instruments yes? I suppose you wont be wearing gloves...or playing piano any time soon eh Blake? Still you make do with what you have. That's great. Takes a lot of courage. I can't wait to see these....instruments...of yours in action in our match.
Then We have James Raymond. Former AXW Undisputed Champ. The Platinum Star. I find this choice odd. "Platinum Star". One usually associates "gold" with stars, and stardom do they not? But of course, I understand. Platinum is more valuable than gold. This conveys that you consider yourself above all others. Much Like myself. I have also heard you consider yourself the "anti god" James. This....this confuses me. Why this term. What makes you as such? Are you Satan? Or....is it that I have gotten the whole thing wrong, and you consider yourself the opposite of one who would be a star.....who would be "popular". Hmm. I must think more on this.
Lio finishes his coffee and stands up, stepping away from the table. He heads upstairs to the bedroom, where he disrobes while being cleverly concealed. He enters the bathroom where he spends an inordinate amount of time checking himself out....before taking a shower. He does his best thinking in the shower. He exits feeling very refreshed. Dons an immaculate white terry cloth bathrobe with a monogrammed L on it. He then goes to his bed and lays upon it, enjoying the feel of the cloth on his body.
Lio: I have come to the conclusion that it doesn't matter. Regardless of what you have done in the past, wrestling is a business of "what have you done for me lately"? As before, I will showcase my unique style. I will give both these men a night that they will remember forever! And I will do it with the style that will soon become a household name, which will soon become as synonymous with fashion as the likes of Prada, or Armani, or Chanel, or even Gucci.
The camera fades out with an image of Lio sitting prim on the edge of his bed. His eyes alight with wonder...and excitement for his upcoming match.