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| HeartAttackKid | May 5 2016, 02:31 PM Post #1 |
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Pulling it tight, the luchador mask with the Eagle's face on it is now in place so his identity is hidden. The look in his eyes and the shape of his mouth, it's obvious that the man behind the screeching Eagle mask isn't pleased with what he sees. And why should he be? The man he's looking at, the man whose career he's working to rehabilitate, is wearing balloons. Sporting his signature white luchador mask with pink and white trimmings, The Heart Attack Kid is in unique form today. On his head is a huge black sombrero with white design patterns on it. For those of you who might remember the comedy classic, the hat is a direct replica from the movie Three Amigos! from the 80s with Steve Martin, Martin Short and, the man whose hat it is from the movie, Chevy Chase. Were that the extent of the ridiculous nature of his outfit, Eagle Mask wouldn't be staring at him in mild horror. Remember the aforementioned balloons? Yeah, from around both arms, there are six strings extended upwards, with red, white and green balloons floating above his shoulders. HAK's green tshirt reads "Ask Me About My Tacos". Heart Attack Kid: Don't hate. I've got some extra balloons and string... Eagle Mask: Hah, you know me better than that. Heart Attack Kid: I know you well enough to know that you're debating turning around and leaving right now. Eagle Mask: Yeah, but not just going back to my hotel room, I'm debating this whole ordeal. As in, packing up and ending this tour before we really even get started. Putting up his hands and slightly shrugging, HAK smirks and lets out a little chuckle. Heart Attack Kid: Hey, you're the one that said to have more fun with it, right? And when I got out of bed today and realized what today is, it brought a huge smile to my face, and then my creative-side just sort of ran away with things. Eagle Mask: Yeah, I can see that. I regret ever recommending you go to Mexico. Heart Attack Kid: Why, because of my love of Cinco de Mayo? Those people have my heart, and I can't imagine NOT doing this! I mean, come on, how often does Cinco de Mayo fall on Taco Thursday?! Eagle Mask: Isn't the actual thing supposed to be Taco Tuesday? Heart Attack Kid: Tuesday, Thursday, they both start with "T". Eagle Mask: Whatever, but if they don't want your balloons in whatever restaurant we go to, I'll pop 'em myself. Holding up a finger, HAK's mouth forms into a big smile. Heart Attack Kid: Ah, but potential crises averted, there ARE no such issues because we're going to a TACO TRUCK!! Eagle Mask: ... As Eagle Mask stands and sighs, HAK starts walking down the sidewalk. After a moment, Eagle Mask starts to follow him. Eagle Mask: Do I even want to know what that microphone you're carrying is for? Heart Attack Kid: Probably not, but I'll sure tell you, because I might need your help. Eagle Mask: You're doing man-on-the-street interviews, aren't you? Turning, mid-stride, to face his former mentor and current "life coach in a silly mask", HAK flashes a huge grin and then keeps walking. Heart Attack Kid: Absolutely, and I know what you're thinking, and no, I'm not going to be asking whether people prefer refried beans or black beans. Nor crunchy versus soft, or light tequila vs dark tequila vs Tila Tequila. Eagle Mask: You're slowly turning into another guy I used to team with. Heart Attack Kid: Alas, take heart! Never will The Heart Attack Kid resort to referring to himself solely in the third person! Eagle Mask: And yet, there you are, third-person'ing it up. After patting the big guy on the shoulder, HAK runs over, his balloons trying to keep pace but drifting behind, and catches up to the last person in the line for the taco truck and lifts the microphone. The gentleman looks a bit confused Heart Attack Kid: Good man on the street, have you heard of EWA wrestling? Eagle Mask: *sighs* Here we go... The man looks a little confused. End Of Line Guy: I think so? Heart Attack Kid: You THINK so? End Of Line Guy: My son watches one of those shows, maybe two or three. Heart Attack Kid: Does the term Battlelines or Fight Night sound familiar? End Of Line Guy: Probably? Do either of them have a woman as champion? Reaching into his pocket, HAK takes three tickets and hands it to the guy, ripping them away from the bunch. Heart Attack Kid: Here, have some tickets! Eagle Mask: Ah, I get it now. Another big goofy grin from HAK to the big guy in the Eagle mask, and then he moves along. The footage speeds through, as we don't get to watch each of the interactions at regular speed, and we don't get the audio, either. By the time he's done with the people in line, he finds himself at the front of the line, and the guy in the truck hands him an open-face cardboard container with six tacos in it. Both of our masked men walk over and sit down at a nearby park bench. Heart Attack Kid: Isn't it nice when doing a good deed isn't its only reward? Eagle Mask: By "good deed", do you mean handing out tickets the company wanted you to give to fans to fill the arena? Heart Attack Kid: Uh, I personally paid for those tickets, they weren't complimentary, so if you mean "the company wants people with tickets to use their tickets to occupy a seat for the show", then yes, I guess the company wants those fans to show up. Eagle Mask: And you just decided that it was a good investment to buy a bunch of tickets and give them away? The Heart Attack Kid shrugs. Heart Attack Kid: Tax write-off? Eagle Mask: Riiiiight... and so how is this going to help you beat Johan Dietrich? Having just taken a big bite from his fish taco, HAK wipes some cabbage slaw from the side of his mouth, chews, and responds. Heart Attack Kid: Ah yes, my match against the Atlantic Coast Champion who doesn't really care about being champion, which is also a tournament match. Eagle Mask: Yeah, that match. Shrugging while taking another bite of his soft taco, HAK doesn't wait until he finishes chewing this time before responding. Heart Attack Kid: Karma? Moral support? I don't know, it just felt good, so I did it. Just like the outfit and the balloons. Isn't that the direction you're saying I need to go? The "Make HAK More Fun Initiative"? Eagle Mask: If it works for you, then go for it, but next time just give me a heads up if you're going to be wearing balloons. Heart Attack Kid: What if I'm bringing along water balloons, do I HAVE to give you a heads up on that one? Because that takes some of the fun away. And as they say on Game Of Thrones, Summer is coming... Eagle Mask: Actually, they don't. Finishing off his first taco, HAK has a look of disbelief. Heart Attack Kid: You're kidding, right? Eagle Mask: Don't start. I don't want to hear about how you read the books and how it's just one of the things they left out from the show. Heart Attack Kid: Oh, I didn't read the books. Who can stand a guy who writes a ton and goes on and on and on about small details? Pausing for a moment, HAK looks into the camera and mouths "too long?", then goes back to his thought. Heart Attack Kid: Nope, I'm a show-watcher, same as most people, but you can't actually tell me that, after all the warnings of "Winter is coming", that once winter actually arrives, runs its course, and the weather takes a turn, that people aren't running around King's Landing yelling about Summer is coming. Eagle Mask: Finish your tacos. The only thing they're talking about coming in King's Landing is their whores and their sisters. They both continue digging into their tacos, but the conversation is hardly over. Heart Attack Kid: So this Dietrich guy, he kinda reminds me of you. Only, with an accent. And probably not as amenable to masks, although, I don't know what he does in his spare time. Eagle Mask: What kind of an idiot wears a mask in his spare time? For a moment, HAK stops eating and just stares at Eagle Mask, who is the one smirking this time. Heart Attack Kid: Technically any time I put on the mask, I'm working. Eagle Mask: Keep tellin' yourself that. So, Dietrich, you going to just rely on all the years you have sparring with me as your gameplan? We are about the same size, and even if he's not as agile and explosive as I am... Taking a quick break from his taco, his mouth still partially full, HAK interjects. Heart Attack Kid: USED to be. Eagle Mask: Right, right, whatever. So your gameplan, you've got one you're happy with? Because I could probably make a few calls, get someone in... Heart Attack Kid: You happen to catch any of what I did the first couple months I was in EWA, when they were throwing all sorts of opponents at me, of all sizes? Eagle Mask: Yeah, so you figure that if you can handle Dredd, you can handle Dietrich? Heart Attack Kid: Oh, I can handle just about anyone, and while I'm not going to make some Adam Sandler reference joke where I say "You no mess with the Johan", I respect him just enough to know that this isn't going to be an easy match. Eagle Mask: Hold up, you said you weren't going to reference that God awful movie, and yet, you just did. Stopping himself from taking another bite, HAK turns and looks into the camera, a big goofy grin coming over his face. The scene fades to pink and the scene is replaced by HAK's logo where he's wearing the mask that he typically wrestles wearing. |
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