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Tensai had always been locked at as comical. Even though he was a 300 plus giant of a man with face tattoo's and was incredibly powerful he still came off a kind of a goof. But ever since he began his infatuation with Paige the more amusing aspects of his personality had begun to fade. He was starting to become the monster he appeared to be. Two weeks ago Leo Kruger had tried to put his hands on Tensai's beloved Paige and found himself driven through a table. A new attitude was forming. The big, bald tattooed covered man was dressed in a well pressed black suit with a purple colored dress shirt underneath. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes and he looked very much like a member of the feared crime syndicate in Japan: The Yakuza. He stood backstage in his locker room and began rubbing his palms together while possibly daydreaming of mangling his opponents. Paige's influence was apparent due to the spiked wrist cuffs he wore.

Tensai: Yubitsume. It's a Japanese ritual to atone for offenses to another, a way to be punished or show sincere apology to another. But simply begging for forgiveness isn't enough. One must slice off the tip of their finger. The package is then graciously delivered to the oyabun. The boss. The kumicho. The Godfather.

Tensai slowly removed his sunglasses and neatly tucked them into his suit pocket.

Tensai: Bret Hart. Connor O'Brian. Damien Sandow. I will be anticipating your offering at Sacrifice. I am your oyabun. As such you will be me proper respect or be met with unyielding pain. You need only ask Leo Kruger what happens to those who attempt to trifle with me. They are left battered and unconcious at my feet.

Tensai wasn't behaving as loudly or bellowing as he was known for. He was acting much more reserved. The behemoth reached down out of the camera's sight and lifted Todd Grisham upwards by this wrist. He stared down at the interviewers eyes.

Tensai: Upon entering you did not greet my dwelling with the proper respect, gaijin. You have brought shame upon me so I made you grovel. Where is your offering for me? Where is your offering for Queen Paige? Speak quickly or suffer the consequences.

Todd Grisham: Offering?

Tensai: I'll take it from you myself. I am sure Paige would enjoy having the finger tip of a fool for her very own. She enjoys such grim things immensely. A fine addition to her collection.

At about this moment Todd really wished that the bumbling and well meaning Tensai would return.

Todd Grisham: But, but, but!

Tensai clenched down on Grisham's wrist before letting him drop back to the ground. He sternly looked down as the interviewer adjusted his glasses.

Tensai: You are not worthy of an offering for Queen Paige. Depart before I decide otherwise. Your services are not needed. Go.

Todd quickly scrambled his way out of the room as the kanji covered face of Tensai looked towards the camera.

Tensai: Damien Sandow. I am truly glad that you have finally decided to start dressing and acting like a man. But now I see that you have replaced your bath robe with a rabbits foot. I shouldn't need to remind you, Damien, that no amount of luck has ever been able to reward you with a victory over me. I have defeated you every time we have stepped into the ring and this time will be no different. I am going to take your PTG Title and honor Queen Paige with it's golden luster. And then I shall take your precious rabbits foot and shove it down your throat. Perhaps then you will discover that luck cannot compared to pure strength and brutality. No trinket can save you from the thrashing I will give you. Prepare once more for your punishment you pathetic little man.

Tensai pounded a fist into his palm and bowed his head.

Tensai: It would seem that steam rolling Damien Sandow will not simply be enough. There are others who I must also crush. This makes a me a very happy man.

The well dressed former Breakout Champion gave a scary smile.

Tensai: Do you see this smile I wear? It is only present when I am able to trample three hapless foes at once. A rare occasion indeed but one I shall cherish. 

And just like that the smile was gone.

Tensai: Connor O'Brian. You have said very insulting things towards me. You believe I am sad? The only thing sad will be the remains I leave you in once I get my hands around your scrawny neck and send you plummeting through the center of the ring. You speak of drones and other such things that hold no interest to me. You are standing in my way of me becoming a champion once more. How will you possibly rise when your body is broken? You will have many long weeks to try and discover the answer from your hospital bed, puny baka.

Tensai bowed once again but this time with his palms pressed together instead of in a menacing pound.

Tensai: Bret Hart. You are a legend in the ring. I offer respect to you but that will not stop me from pummeling you into submission. You are very skilled but you have grown old and feeble. You have defeated giants but none such as myself. Your withered body will not be able to withstand my blows. I will not end your career. I will merely retire you. Thank you for allowing me to be the one who finally removes the last bit of fight from your body, old one. 

The purple tie was straightened out and the serious business version of Tensai concluded his interview.

Tensai: Tensai. New PTG Champion. Ichiban.