Vertigo E105
Oct 14, 2023 19:31:35 GMT -5
Post by FGA Office on Oct 14, 2023 19:31:35 GMT -5
The camera fades into the backstage area, where we see Betsy Gallagher fidgeting with her wrists, specifically the tape on them, while standing beside Jessie Pederson in front of the Vertigo backdrop.
Jessie Pederson: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time... Betsy Gallagher.
The sound of the crowd roaring in cheers is deafening. Betsy smiles at this, her hands finding their way to her hips. She takes a moment to soak it all in before remembering a recent slight that turns her mood sour. She shakes her head, lowers it for a bit, takes a deep breath, and puts on a more serious expression when she turns to Jessie.
Jessie Pederson: Betsy, tonight, you team up with Lena Galante against the woman who cost you your match last week, Summer Page, and the man who benefited from Page's antics, Travis Levitt. What—
Betsy interrupts Jessie by wrapping a hand around the microphone and signalling with her other hand for the interviewer to pause, an uncomfortable wince on her face.
Betsy Gallagher: I do apologize for cutting you off here, Jessie... But I do want to take this time, just a little bit of time, to address the elephant in the room...
Betsy then turns to someone off camera, scowling, her voice much louder in frustration.
Betsy Gallagher: ...what in the bloody hell is all this?
The camera pans to reveal Maria first, a smug eat-shitting grin on her otherwise pretty face, much to the cheers of the crowd.
Maria: Hola, Señora Gallagher!
Betsy Gallagher: Don't you 'hola, señora Gallagher' me, Maria! I haven't seen you two since Grapple Kingdom—
"Chico Misterioso" (O.S.): We...have never met before.
The camera pans further and reveals a new masked man behind Maria. The crowd immediately realizes who it is, mostly because of the sound of his voice, his general build, and the fact that he's with Maria. Betsy squints at this "Mystery Guy", not appreciative of having been interrupted, and goes as far as taking a deep breath before ignoring the luchador's interruption.
Betsy Gallagher: —and neither of you have answered my calls or texts. Now...this?!
Maria tries to speak, presumably to answer Betsy, but El Dragón holds out a hand signalling her to pause while holding her shoulder with the other. At the same time, he takes a step forward, with Maria taking a step back, to address Betsy on his own.
Julian Tijerina El Dragón: Mis disculpas por no haberme presentado todavía. My apologies for just introducing myself now...
El Dragón lowers his head and then takes a deep breath. Maria watches him with glee while the crowd cheers and laughs, some joining in with his oft-repeated introduction.
El Dragón: Damas y caballeros, ladies and gentlemen... It is my honor and privilege, as your...
El Dragón pauses, realizing he is no longer FGA Pride Champion, err was never the FGA Pride Champion. He turns to Maria who looks at him with sad puppy dog eyes, empathizing with the former, err never champion's loss, uhh confusion. She pats him on the back softly, nodding her head in mourning agreement. El Dragón feigns a cough, turning back to Betsy, who crosses her arms and glares at him with disdain.
El Dragón: ...newest luchador on the FGA roster...to introduce myself as the one, the only, the...Masked Pride of Spain, Ellllllllllllll Draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagón!
Maria claps as the crowd continues to cheer and laugh, with some of them even mimicking El Dragón's introduction of his name. The masked man then turns to the camera, ignoring everyone else with him, as if he was having a conversation on his own with the viewers.
El Dragón: Tonight, El Dragón makes his long awaited debut on FGA! Tonight, El Dragón takes on Monty Margolis! Tonight, El Dragón wishes he was wrestling the other, hotter Margolis instead, but El Dragón also knows that Monty is not a man to be underestimated! Tonight, El Dragón and Monty Margolis go to war...as guerreros, as men, as two bulls trapped in an endless cycle of violence, a neverending dance of machismo and brutality, all to prove their worth not only to each other, not only to all the fans, not only to their peers, but also to themselves! Tonight, El Dragón—
Betsy is not having any of it, though, and she is clearly not amused. With a stomp, she cuts El Dragón off and throws a mild tantrum but she does manage to reign herself in.
Betsy Gallagher: ENOUGH! You versus Monty Margolis, we get it, mate! One-on-one, singles competition, Gwen Margolis is super attractive... We get it! We all get it! So enough, Julian—
Maria immediately cuts her off with a correction, poking her head from behind the luchador.
Maria: ...El Dragón.
Betsy Gallagher: —El Drag—Whatever! I don't have time for any of this! I have a bloody match tonight, with Lena Galante against that...Summer Page and Travis Levitt! GG, Gallagher, Galante, one night only, for now, teaming up to freeze Summer, turn that Page...inside out, make sure she knows firsthand that her season is over, that winter has come! And Travis? There's no Lev...ing it! Get it? Levitt? Leave it? Leaving it? Bah, whatever! I don't have time for any of this! I've got a tag team match! Finally, I get to put my hands around Page, Summer Page! I get to make her pay for all her antics, for all the annoying things she's done to me! Winter and justice have come! Crowns Up!
Betsy throws the Empires United hand gesture in the air but El Dragón turns to Maria, seemingly confused.
El Dragón: No puedo hacer eso! No con esta máscara puesta! I...don't know what that is.
Betsy screams in frustration. She stares at him with ill intent before grabbing his head...and kissing him on the mask's mouth. Maria, and even Jessie, can only stare at Betsy in confusion even as the the latter lets El Dragón's head go. The confused masked man just stands there. Betsy doesn't waste the opportunity to then grab Maria's head in turn...and plants a big one on her as well! Finally, she turns to Jessie, and Jessie gulps before closing their eyes and puckering up.
Betsy Gallagher: Not you, Jessie. You're not a part of this...
Betsy then turns to Maria and El Dragón again, both still confused, the former still frustrated.
Betsy Gallagher: ...and I won't be a part of this, whatever this is, tonight! I've got a tag team match, with Lena Galante, an opportunity to finally make Summer Page pay for making the past few weeks hell for me, and I will see to that, even if I have to beat down Travis Levitt again! UGH! This is all stressing me out! I need a bloody time out! Maybe a Yorkshire pudding or a spotted dick...
Betsy storms out of there, much to Jessie's disappointment, while still continuing her inane ranting, even slapping her own butt for good measure. Something about American football, the NBA, and neighing like a horse?
There is a pause among all three remaining personalities. El Dragón finally turns to Maria, who returns his gaze, but after a few long seconds, decides not to say anything anymore and just walks out of the frame, in the opposite direction from where Betsy headed. Maria gulps, turns to Jessie, who is just as confused as she is with what the hell just happened.
Maria: ...D-disfruta de la gloria de tu nuevo...luchador más gua—feroz y talentoso del mundo, Julian—El Dragón!
Maria squints at Jessie, trying to intimidate the interviewer, but when it doesn't work because she's too cute and extremely harmless, she turns around and tries to leave, disappearing off-screen...before returning again because she headed in the wrong direction, where Betsy had gone to and not where El Dragón disappeared to.
Maria: Muévete, perro.
Jessie instinctively makes way for her, still confused. Shaking their head, the interviewer takes a deep breath before turning to the camera.
Jessie Pederson: Well... There you have it, ladies and gentlemen... Betsy Gallagher teams up with Lena Galante against Summer Page and Travis Levitt... Julian—
Maria interrupts, screaming the correction off-screen.
Maria (O.S.): EL DRAGÓN!
Jessie Pederson: —El Dragon goes toe-to-toe with Monty Margolis...for his debut, I guess? Only on Vertigo! ...I feel like I'm experiencing one right now.
The camera focuses on a confused Jessie as it slowly fades to black, with the crowd still cheering and laughing at the strange turn of events.
Jessie Pederson: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time... Betsy Gallagher.
The sound of the crowd roaring in cheers is deafening. Betsy smiles at this, her hands finding their way to her hips. She takes a moment to soak it all in before remembering a recent slight that turns her mood sour. She shakes her head, lowers it for a bit, takes a deep breath, and puts on a more serious expression when she turns to Jessie.
Jessie Pederson: Betsy, tonight, you team up with Lena Galante against the woman who cost you your match last week, Summer Page, and the man who benefited from Page's antics, Travis Levitt. What—
Betsy interrupts Jessie by wrapping a hand around the microphone and signalling with her other hand for the interviewer to pause, an uncomfortable wince on her face.
Betsy Gallagher: I do apologize for cutting you off here, Jessie... But I do want to take this time, just a little bit of time, to address the elephant in the room...
Betsy then turns to someone off camera, scowling, her voice much louder in frustration.
Betsy Gallagher: ...what in the bloody hell is all this?
The camera pans to reveal Maria first, a smug eat-shitting grin on her otherwise pretty face, much to the cheers of the crowd.
Maria: Hola, Señora Gallagher!
Betsy Gallagher: Don't you 'hola, señora Gallagher' me, Maria! I haven't seen you two since Grapple Kingdom—
"Chico Misterioso" (O.S.): We...have never met before.
The camera pans further and reveals a new masked man behind Maria. The crowd immediately realizes who it is, mostly because of the sound of his voice, his general build, and the fact that he's with Maria. Betsy squints at this "Mystery Guy", not appreciative of having been interrupted, and goes as far as taking a deep breath before ignoring the luchador's interruption.
Betsy Gallagher: —and neither of you have answered my calls or texts. Now...this?!
Maria tries to speak, presumably to answer Betsy, but El Dragón holds out a hand signalling her to pause while holding her shoulder with the other. At the same time, he takes a step forward, with Maria taking a step back, to address Betsy on his own.
El Dragón lowers his head and then takes a deep breath. Maria watches him with glee while the crowd cheers and laughs, some joining in with his oft-repeated introduction.
El Dragón: Damas y caballeros, ladies and gentlemen... It is my honor and privilege, as your...
El Dragón pauses, realizing he is no longer FGA Pride Champion, err was never the FGA Pride Champion. He turns to Maria who looks at him with sad puppy dog eyes, empathizing with the former, err never champion's loss, uhh confusion. She pats him on the back softly, nodding her head in mourning agreement. El Dragón feigns a cough, turning back to Betsy, who crosses her arms and glares at him with disdain.
El Dragón: ...newest luchador on the FGA roster...to introduce myself as the one, the only, the...Masked Pride of Spain, Ellllllllllllll Draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagón!
Maria claps as the crowd continues to cheer and laugh, with some of them even mimicking El Dragón's introduction of his name. The masked man then turns to the camera, ignoring everyone else with him, as if he was having a conversation on his own with the viewers.
El Dragón: Tonight, El Dragón makes his long awaited debut on FGA! Tonight, El Dragón takes on Monty Margolis! Tonight, El Dragón wishes he was wrestling the other, hotter Margolis instead, but El Dragón also knows that Monty is not a man to be underestimated! Tonight, El Dragón and Monty Margolis go to war...as guerreros, as men, as two bulls trapped in an endless cycle of violence, a neverending dance of machismo and brutality, all to prove their worth not only to each other, not only to all the fans, not only to their peers, but also to themselves! Tonight, El Dragón—
Betsy is not having any of it, though, and she is clearly not amused. With a stomp, she cuts El Dragón off and throws a mild tantrum but she does manage to reign herself in.
Betsy Gallagher: ENOUGH! You versus Monty Margolis, we get it, mate! One-on-one, singles competition, Gwen Margolis is super attractive... We get it! We all get it! So enough, Julian—
Maria immediately cuts her off with a correction, poking her head from behind the luchador.
Maria: ...El Dragón.
Betsy Gallagher: —El Drag—Whatever! I don't have time for any of this! I have a bloody match tonight, with Lena Galante against that...Summer Page and Travis Levitt! GG, Gallagher, Galante, one night only, for now, teaming up to freeze Summer, turn that Page...inside out, make sure she knows firsthand that her season is over, that winter has come! And Travis? There's no Lev...ing it! Get it? Levitt? Leave it? Leaving it? Bah, whatever! I don't have time for any of this! I've got a tag team match! Finally, I get to put my hands around Page, Summer Page! I get to make her pay for all her antics, for all the annoying things she's done to me! Winter and justice have come! Crowns Up!
Betsy throws the Empires United hand gesture in the air but El Dragón turns to Maria, seemingly confused.
El Dragón: No puedo hacer eso! No con esta máscara puesta! I...don't know what that is.
Betsy screams in frustration. She stares at him with ill intent before grabbing his head...and kissing him on the mask's mouth. Maria, and even Jessie, can only stare at Betsy in confusion even as the the latter lets El Dragón's head go. The confused masked man just stands there. Betsy doesn't waste the opportunity to then grab Maria's head in turn...and plants a big one on her as well! Finally, she turns to Jessie, and Jessie gulps before closing their eyes and puckering up.
Betsy Gallagher: Not you, Jessie. You're not a part of this...
Betsy then turns to Maria and El Dragón again, both still confused, the former still frustrated.
Betsy Gallagher: ...and I won't be a part of this, whatever this is, tonight! I've got a tag team match, with Lena Galante, an opportunity to finally make Summer Page pay for making the past few weeks hell for me, and I will see to that, even if I have to beat down Travis Levitt again! UGH! This is all stressing me out! I need a bloody time out! Maybe a Yorkshire pudding or a spotted dick...
Betsy storms out of there, much to Jessie's disappointment, while still continuing her inane ranting, even slapping her own butt for good measure. Something about American football, the NBA, and neighing like a horse?
There is a pause among all three remaining personalities. El Dragón finally turns to Maria, who returns his gaze, but after a few long seconds, decides not to say anything anymore and just walks out of the frame, in the opposite direction from where Betsy headed. Maria gulps, turns to Jessie, who is just as confused as she is with what the hell just happened.
Maria: ...D-disfruta de la gloria de tu nuevo...luchador más gua—feroz y talentoso del mundo, Julian—El Dragón!
Maria squints at Jessie, trying to intimidate the interviewer, but when it doesn't work because she's too cute and extremely harmless, she turns around and tries to leave, disappearing off-screen...before returning again because she headed in the wrong direction, where Betsy had gone to and not where El Dragón disappeared to.
Maria: Muévete, perro.
Jessie instinctively makes way for her, still confused. Shaking their head, the interviewer takes a deep breath before turning to the camera.
Jessie Pederson: Well... There you have it, ladies and gentlemen... Betsy Gallagher teams up with Lena Galante against Summer Page and Travis Levitt... Julian—
Maria interrupts, screaming the correction off-screen.
Maria (O.S.): EL DRAGÓN!
Jessie Pederson: —El Dragon goes toe-to-toe with Monty Margolis...for his debut, I guess? Only on Vertigo! ...I feel like I'm experiencing one right now.
The camera focuses on a confused Jessie as it slowly fades to black, with the crowd still cheering and laughing at the strange turn of events.