Open on a park at night, a single lamp post illuminates Rio Nakayama laying down on a bench in the distance, a trash bin at the side of the bench holds the IWT Television Championship hanging halfway out of it. The camera gets closer and when it's about 5ft away, Rio perks up to sit without looking and turns to the face the camera.
"This place, this park? It's nice, peaceful. I could come here to clear my head and that's actually what I was testing a second ago. See, a man like me? Constantly on the move, has a lot on his plate. A man like me needs to clear his head every now and again, needs to escape from it all or so that's what people tell me to do. See, I never usually like to escape or run away, when there is a lot on my plate? I ask for seconds."
Rio points at the camera with a frown plastered on his face.
"What I don't ask for is for my opponent to be silent in the build up to our match, this Shinji Tsukada? This "Mr.Red Light" has been very quiet which you wouldn't expect from someone with such a self-indulgent nickname but hey him being called or more precisely, him calling himself that name gives me more info about him than anything he has done before he came onto my radar because well, he's done nothing. However, this name tells me one thing, Shinji Tsukada likes to get fucked and well, who doesn't? As you can imagine though, I ain't much of a sweet talker because the only talking I've ever known consists of insults and violence."
Rio gets up and with one quick motion kicks the bin next to the bench over, knocking trash all over the floor as well as causing the IWT Television Championship to clatter onto the ground.
"So you don't want to tell me anything Shinji? That's fine, that's cool! You're the strong silent type, I can respect that I really can but I haven't seen anything from you to suggest that you can back it up in the ring! I've defeated near 7ft tall monsters who use hammers as weapons, I've defeated unstoppable monsters who claim to be the hand of God, I've defeated the best of the best but for all my victories, I still can't understand your angle here Shinji."
Rio makes a very exaggerated confused face at the camera and shrugs his shoulder.
"What the hell are you doing? What are you up to? Honestly, you best just come out and tell me because those are the only two questions I'mma ask ya! See, I'm not one to ponder on why? why? why? why? I'm more of an in the now kind of person, as in who am I going to hurt now? And lets be honest, me and you already know the answer to that question. I'm going to hurt you. I'm going to beat you. You can take that two ways! One, you can beg for mercy at my feet like the pathetic dime a dozen egotistical son of a bitch I suspect you are! Two, you can throws out your best hand and try to give me some competition to enjoy, I'd prefer if you took that option to be honest! Sure, you'll get hurt much more, I'll pull your spine out your ass and then force it back into position down your throat but at least you''l hav some dignity. Although I doubt "Mr Red Light" has any dignity because that's your
cliche gimmick isn't it?"
Rio smiles and exhales a deep breath, he does a few bounces on his feet.
"It's time Shinji! Time to nut up or shut up and I swear to christ, allah, whatever you want me to swear to, if you make an excessive amount of sexual references in your response to this...I won't be able to stop myself when the bell rings after I've beaten you. So, you going to be the cliche I think you are or are you going to be a wildcard that gives me some fun! Either way, I hope you realize your entry in this tournament was pointless the moment you got selected to fight me because if there is one thing that is predictable about me? It's what I do."
Rio's smile stretches and becomes creepy, he gets very close to the camera.
"RIO KILLS"
Rio boops a button on the camera and it flicks off.
