“Fools… FOOLS! ALL OF YOU FOOLS!“
“Do you really think my time here has been for nothing? That these… setbacks haven’t been part of a greater goal?! Absolute foolishness. The machinations of El Maestro Del Caos cannot be understood by your meager minds… and it will spell DOOM for you all!”
“Every warrior entering this match, Knight or Rouge, enters with a disadvantage. No matter how they might have felt standing beside each other in the locker room, by ties of convenience or even blood… it all goes out the window in SuperSmash! It’s everyone for themselves! One must watch their back lest it get STABBED and allow for their still bleeding carcass to be tossed out of the ring!”
“Everyone that is… except for me. For TRIV is a man transformed! A man who I’ve given a diabolical purpose and a new family after being abandoned by the one he once had! He knows full and well what he owes me for his salvation… and he’ll ensure that I, the PADRE of LA FAMILA DEL ABMISMO, face no opposition as I claim my rightful prize, the Grand Championship!”
“But that’s not all that my Michaelian genius has put in place. La Caja… yes… THE BOX OF DOOM will be out there with me! Many of you have shuddered to think what might lie inside its black, kiln-dried exterior… and should anyone in that match draw my ire enough for me to break those chains and unleash the pestilence within, the HORROR will be unimaginable!”
“Now be warned, while I’m a proud schemer, and my contingencies are well in place… you’d be making a pact with the grave itself if you believed me to be weak! You’ve all seen what I’m capable of! Phonk and Malo lay broken at my feet! Medico and Masko have both been left changed men in escaping me! Now, it’s time for the rest of you who have yet to have felt my wrath to realize one simple thing…”
“YO SOY EL SUPERVILLIANO! ROUGE NUMERO UNO… and your NEW GRAN CAMPEON! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”