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[File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Kai Anoai Thu May 09, 2019 9:19 pm
Promos are due here on June 30 at midnight!
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Joey Ryan Wed Jun 05, 2019 1:09 am
The camera opens up on the famous Raleigh restaurant Irregardless. The table is set up with two glasses, one is an alcoholic drink while the other seems to be a strawberry shake. Two plates also sit on the table, the one by the shake being a set of banana walnut pancakes while the other is an omelet. At the moment, however, only one person sits at the table. That person is Joey Ryan. Joey gives a charming grin as he runs the fork from his plate over his lower lip.
Joey: You win some, you lose some, right? Obviously, my first foray into the NCWA was…less than great. Rin Takahashi proved to be a tougher opponent than I expected but well…the ring post did do most of her work.
Joey puts a hand to the shoulder that connected, a wince across his lips. He smirks as he reaches for his shake, taking a sip before he lets a euphoric look pass over his eyes.
Joey: Going back over to watch the show was a little frustrating. Sure, I didn’t beat Rin, but for the girls to compare me to a rookie? Oh, that hurt. That stung. So I did what anyone in my shoes would do. I decided that I’d go straight to Kai Anoai to set up a little match: me vs Dante Westmore.
Joey takes a bite of his pancakes, licking his lower lip to remove access syrup. He drums his fingers against the table before he continues to speak.
Joey: Rookie. Isn’t that an interesting word. I’ve noticed most around here use that word like it’s an insult. It’s not. Rookies are constantly working, changing, adapting. Going up against opponents and having the ability to adapt to that? Personally, I’d kill for that sort of ability again, ya know? People go in expecting Joey Ryan tactics, but it’s Brock Lesnar tactics they get? -pause- Never mind that. I wouldn’t ever want to be Bork Laser.
He leans back in his chair, running a hand through his brown hair. He looks lost in thought.
Joey: Point is, I’d say Dante has the advantage based on his ability to adapt. However, that’s just part of being in the ring. Another part, a big part, is confidence and belief in oneself. Everything I’ve ever seen about the kid lacks both of those qualities. He’s shy and nervous. You can’t risk that in the ring, ever. -thinks- Ya know, Dante reminds me of my buddy Chase Walker.
Joey drums his fingers on the table, looking down at his plate. He licks his lips yet again before continuing.
Joey: Chase was a dear friend who worked for a place called the Wrestling Retribution Project. He was a wrestler, albeit a little bit of a shy one. Chase’s opponents found out something about him and threatened to bring it to light. Chase chose to come forward and reveal what he was. Ya see, Chase was a gay man who spent most of his life in the closet. As soon as he came out, he felt the weight of the world rise from his shoulders. He became much more confident in the ring, in his life. Now, you may be asking what this has to do with anything related to Dante. I think Chase would see a lot of himself in Dante Westmore. He was outed like Chase’s enemies tried to out him. Problem is, even though we’ve seen his boyfriend and seen him publicly come to terms with it, I don’t think Dante has personally accepted who he is. The sooner he does that, the sooner his shyness goes away.
Joey glances across the restaurant, his eyes lighting up with glee.
Joey: Personally, I hope Dante doesn’t come into his own. It gives me more of a chance to win this. To taste that sweet, sweet taste of victory. -sips his shake- Sweet, like a strawberry shake, or the taste of a young girl’s lips. And speaking of girls…if you’ll excuse me…
A woman sits down at the table, her brown hair pulled into a ponytail at the base of her head. We don’t see her face, but there seems to be a familiarity to her. The camera fades to black as the woman presses a kiss to Joey’s cheek.
Joey: You win some, you lose some, right? Obviously, my first foray into the NCWA was…less than great. Rin Takahashi proved to be a tougher opponent than I expected but well…the ring post did do most of her work.
Joey puts a hand to the shoulder that connected, a wince across his lips. He smirks as he reaches for his shake, taking a sip before he lets a euphoric look pass over his eyes.
Joey: Going back over to watch the show was a little frustrating. Sure, I didn’t beat Rin, but for the girls to compare me to a rookie? Oh, that hurt. That stung. So I did what anyone in my shoes would do. I decided that I’d go straight to Kai Anoai to set up a little match: me vs Dante Westmore.
Joey takes a bite of his pancakes, licking his lower lip to remove access syrup. He drums his fingers against the table before he continues to speak.
Joey: Rookie. Isn’t that an interesting word. I’ve noticed most around here use that word like it’s an insult. It’s not. Rookies are constantly working, changing, adapting. Going up against opponents and having the ability to adapt to that? Personally, I’d kill for that sort of ability again, ya know? People go in expecting Joey Ryan tactics, but it’s Brock Lesnar tactics they get? -pause- Never mind that. I wouldn’t ever want to be Bork Laser.
He leans back in his chair, running a hand through his brown hair. He looks lost in thought.
Joey: Point is, I’d say Dante has the advantage based on his ability to adapt. However, that’s just part of being in the ring. Another part, a big part, is confidence and belief in oneself. Everything I’ve ever seen about the kid lacks both of those qualities. He’s shy and nervous. You can’t risk that in the ring, ever. -thinks- Ya know, Dante reminds me of my buddy Chase Walker.
Joey drums his fingers on the table, looking down at his plate. He licks his lips yet again before continuing.
Joey: Chase was a dear friend who worked for a place called the Wrestling Retribution Project. He was a wrestler, albeit a little bit of a shy one. Chase’s opponents found out something about him and threatened to bring it to light. Chase chose to come forward and reveal what he was. Ya see, Chase was a gay man who spent most of his life in the closet. As soon as he came out, he felt the weight of the world rise from his shoulders. He became much more confident in the ring, in his life. Now, you may be asking what this has to do with anything related to Dante. I think Chase would see a lot of himself in Dante Westmore. He was outed like Chase’s enemies tried to out him. Problem is, even though we’ve seen his boyfriend and seen him publicly come to terms with it, I don’t think Dante has personally accepted who he is. The sooner he does that, the sooner his shyness goes away.
Joey glances across the restaurant, his eyes lighting up with glee.
Joey: Personally, I hope Dante doesn’t come into his own. It gives me more of a chance to win this. To taste that sweet, sweet taste of victory. -sips his shake- Sweet, like a strawberry shake, or the taste of a young girl’s lips. And speaking of girls…if you’ll excuse me…
A woman sits down at the table, her brown hair pulled into a ponytail at the base of her head. We don’t see her face, but there seems to be a familiarity to her. The camera fades to black as the woman presses a kiss to Joey’s cheek.
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Peacock Rock Wed Jun 12, 2019 12:08 pm
The scene that we open up on is a bright and outdoor area that looks like a red carpet. We can see Dalton Castle and his boys dressed in brightly colored tuxedos: purple with a peacock themed square for Dalton and ice blue for the boys. He waves someone down and Rockstar Spud comes into the frame.
Spud: I can’t believe you got us tickets to the bloody Tony Awards! However did you manage that?
Dalton: -beams- I have a paramour in the industry. I’m just waiting on his arrival.
Aspiring composer Jordan James chuckles as he walks into frame, a red ribbon pinned to his tuxedo.
Jordan: I was beginning to think you were making me go alone, Dalton.
Dalton: -raises Jordan’s hand to kiss the back of it- My little peacock, I would never miss out on your adoring company. -gestures to Spud- My friend James Curtin.
Spud: Most of my friends call me Spud.
Jordan: Nice t’meet you, Spud. My Dalton has told me a lot about you.
Spud: -looks surprised about this, but gives a kind smile- Dalton is more of an enigma than I previously believed. What show are you attached to tonight?
Jordan: -chuckles- My Dalton is a bit…much for some. Just a fan, nothing more. Here to watch history be made tonight.
Spud: It’s just…to be frank…until this moment I thought Dalton to be in love with one of our opponents for our next work venture, Lucky Carson.
Dalton: -makes a face- A ruse to get him to drop his guard. I may be a flirt, but I’m a one-man man.
Jordan: I trust him. Completely. My Dalton, and our boys, will always come home to me at the end of the night. -pause- How are you feelin’ about this one?
The Boys each nuzzle a different shoulder on Jordan as Dalton and Spud share a look.
Dalton: *at the same time as Spud* Fantastic.
Spud: *at the same time as Dalton* Nervous.
Again, the two share a look as Dalton takes the lead to make his case.
Dalton: I beat Lucky in not even five minutes last show. Tommy nor Lucky take us as serious competitors. In fact, I guarantee they only agreed to face us because they think we’ll cave easily. I’m done looking like a fool because of the rest of the roster!
Spud: I know that we’re a more than capable team, but with my recent issues, I’m afraid I won't’ be able to focus as I should. I am simply nervous that I’ll be no use to anyone.
Jordan: Do you need a little chip on your shoulder, or perhaps, a purpose?
He grins, proud of himself.
Spud: -beams- Well, I’ve not got a B.A in English but I do believe I have so much better. I’ve got a tag team partner who I trust in the ring. If he thinks that we are going to do just fine, then who am I to doubt him! The two of us, we’re like The Prom and The Warriors are like Hadestown.
Dalton: *surprised* Oh?
Spud: Warriors may be the definitive favorite here, but we’re much loved. We’re fun, we’re high energy. People watch us because we inspire them to be who they want to be. And what we’ll be after the show is champions.
Jordan beams excitedly when his references are picked up on, watching Spud with rapt attention.
Jordan: I have nothing but faith in the two of you.
Spud: -beams- We are going to decimate Warriors. Those titles are just as good as ours.
Dalton wraps one arm around Jordan’s shoulders and one arm around Spud’s.
Dalton: Let’s go break some hearts.
The camera fades as the quartet walk up the red carpet, passing the pride flag Tony Award sign.
Spud: I can’t believe you got us tickets to the bloody Tony Awards! However did you manage that?
Dalton: -beams- I have a paramour in the industry. I’m just waiting on his arrival.
Aspiring composer Jordan James chuckles as he walks into frame, a red ribbon pinned to his tuxedo.
Jordan: I was beginning to think you were making me go alone, Dalton.
Dalton: -raises Jordan’s hand to kiss the back of it- My little peacock, I would never miss out on your adoring company. -gestures to Spud- My friend James Curtin.
Spud: Most of my friends call me Spud.
Jordan: Nice t’meet you, Spud. My Dalton has told me a lot about you.
Spud: -looks surprised about this, but gives a kind smile- Dalton is more of an enigma than I previously believed. What show are you attached to tonight?
Jordan: -chuckles- My Dalton is a bit…much for some. Just a fan, nothing more. Here to watch history be made tonight.
Spud: It’s just…to be frank…until this moment I thought Dalton to be in love with one of our opponents for our next work venture, Lucky Carson.
Dalton: -makes a face- A ruse to get him to drop his guard. I may be a flirt, but I’m a one-man man.
Jordan: I trust him. Completely. My Dalton, and our boys, will always come home to me at the end of the night. -pause- How are you feelin’ about this one?
The Boys each nuzzle a different shoulder on Jordan as Dalton and Spud share a look.
Dalton: *at the same time as Spud* Fantastic.
Spud: *at the same time as Dalton* Nervous.
Again, the two share a look as Dalton takes the lead to make his case.
Dalton: I beat Lucky in not even five minutes last show. Tommy nor Lucky take us as serious competitors. In fact, I guarantee they only agreed to face us because they think we’ll cave easily. I’m done looking like a fool because of the rest of the roster!
Spud: I know that we’re a more than capable team, but with my recent issues, I’m afraid I won't’ be able to focus as I should. I am simply nervous that I’ll be no use to anyone.
Jordan: Do you need a little chip on your shoulder, or perhaps, a purpose?
He grins, proud of himself.
Spud: -beams- Well, I’ve not got a B.A in English but I do believe I have so much better. I’ve got a tag team partner who I trust in the ring. If he thinks that we are going to do just fine, then who am I to doubt him! The two of us, we’re like The Prom and The Warriors are like Hadestown.
Dalton: *surprised* Oh?
Spud: Warriors may be the definitive favorite here, but we’re much loved. We’re fun, we’re high energy. People watch us because we inspire them to be who they want to be. And what we’ll be after the show is champions.
Jordan beams excitedly when his references are picked up on, watching Spud with rapt attention.
Jordan: I have nothing but faith in the two of you.
Spud: -beams- We are going to decimate Warriors. Those titles are just as good as ours.
Dalton wraps one arm around Jordan’s shoulders and one arm around Spud’s.
Dalton: Let’s go break some hearts.
The camera fades as the quartet walk up the red carpet, passing the pride flag Tony Award sign.
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Limitless Smiles Wed Jun 12, 2019 12:27 pm
Woman’s Voice: Dearest darling popsicle, there’s been some confusion over the title match we’re in.
The camera opens up on Kelani Johnson sitting at her laptop on her hotel room bed. She’s wearing a black shirt with the green words Defy Gravity on it. She brushes a piece of hair behind her ear.
Kelani: But of course I’ll rise above them, for I know that’s how you’d want me to respond. There’s been some confusion for you see our opponents are unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe…
Man’s Voice from the doorway: Blondes.
Kelani looks over at the doorway where Colt Cabana stands. He gives a warm smile and judging from Kelani’s reaction of jumping off the bed and wrapping her arms around Colt, she hasn’t seen Colt in a while.
Colt: Watch it kiddo. Ribs are still tender.
Kelani: Sorry, sorry. -chuckles- I’m so happy to see you! I thought you weren’t gonna be able to join us for the show!
Colt: Well, I can’t join you for the show but I’m here now. We’re gonna go meet Keith, Matt, and Jack at the hotel bar. You okay with that?
Kelani nods and makes sure that her hotel room door is locked before heading down to the hotel bar where Jack Sexsmith, Keith Lee, and Matt Riddle sit. Jack’s shirt is gray with the words Thank You, Jonathan Larson, on it in rainbow lettering, he has his back to the wall as he sends a text. Keith’s shirt is a blood red and has the words Young, Scrappy, and Hungry in cursive on it, he’s engaged in conversation with Matt, who’s shirt is black and bears the words You Will Be Found in blue lettering.
Keith: -beams and raises his glass to Kelani and Colt- Ya got her down here!
Jack: I was just about to give some last minute tips about DNR, boo. Grab a seat.
Kelani pulls up a seat next to Matt, who playfully shoulders her.
Matt: There’s no bro I trust more in the world than Jack Sexsmith.
Keith: Hey, I take offense to that!
Matt: Nah, bro, it’s not like that. For all I know, you got that bad blood from me taking your PWG gold. -playfully sticks his tongue out-
Keith: Touche, bro. Touche.
Kelani: Hey, nerds. Back to Jack cause we gotta get through with this.
Jack: -chuckles- So have we decided who’s focusing on who?
Kelani: Matt’s got Drew, Keith’s got Spike. I got Mambo.
Jack: Let’s start with you, boo. You ever wrestle in a hardcore rules match before?
Kelani: This is my first.
There is a look that is hard to decipher on Jack’s face for a moment before Jack gives a nod.
Jack: Right. So. You are going to want to adapt very quickly, boo. These men are dangerous, very dangerous, with those weapons. You need to focus on what you know first. The plus side is you’ve been in the ring with Mambo before and he can be a little predictable.
Kelani: I’ve been watching a lot of old ECW and, regrettably, a lot of CZW. I think I’ve prepared myself for a lot of bloodshed. I’m gonna rely on my in-ring skill, but I don't mind getting my hands on a steel chair or a pair of brass knuckles. I’ve also been doing all that speed training with you in the gym!
Keith: Yeah! She’s been doing great!
Jack: -purses his lips but nods- And you, boo? How are you gonna outdo Spike’s planning and conniving?
Keith: Brute force. Sure, sure. Spike is quick but I’m a lot quicker than I look. I don’t care about that cane or that champagne bottle he carries.
Colt: Hello. I am proof that you should definitely care about both. I’m still out with injury.
Keith: I guess, but this ain’t gonna be a blindside. We’ve got our eyes on the prize.
Jack: -grins at Matt- And you, boo?
Matt: Drew is the fierce one, the crazy one. I may not look like it, but bro, you know I’ve stood toe to toe with Jimmy Havoc. Drew is just a bargain store Jimmy Havoc. I know his type, bro. If he wants to get nuts, we’ll get nuts.
Kelani: Ya know we’ve got the one thing going for us that these guys don’t have going for them.
Keith: Oh?
Kelani: Hope. I…I know it sounds corny but we have hope on our side. Those three wanna say that our downfall is the fact that we have our heads in the clouds, that we like to make people smile, but that’s not a bad thing. Our hope is what got us our titles in the first place, our hope is what’s going to propel us to victory now.
Keith: -holds up his glass- To victory?
Kelani, Colt, and Matt raise their glasses to put against Keith’s.
Colt: To victory!
Kelani: To victory!
Matt: To victory!
The camera pauses on Jack for a moment, before he smirks and raises his own glass.
Jack: To victory.
The camera fades out on the five glasses pressed together.
The camera opens up on Kelani Johnson sitting at her laptop on her hotel room bed. She’s wearing a black shirt with the green words Defy Gravity on it. She brushes a piece of hair behind her ear.
Kelani: But of course I’ll rise above them, for I know that’s how you’d want me to respond. There’s been some confusion for you see our opponents are unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe…
Man’s Voice from the doorway: Blondes.
Kelani looks over at the doorway where Colt Cabana stands. He gives a warm smile and judging from Kelani’s reaction of jumping off the bed and wrapping her arms around Colt, she hasn’t seen Colt in a while.
Colt: Watch it kiddo. Ribs are still tender.
Kelani: Sorry, sorry. -chuckles- I’m so happy to see you! I thought you weren’t gonna be able to join us for the show!
Colt: Well, I can’t join you for the show but I’m here now. We’re gonna go meet Keith, Matt, and Jack at the hotel bar. You okay with that?
Kelani nods and makes sure that her hotel room door is locked before heading down to the hotel bar where Jack Sexsmith, Keith Lee, and Matt Riddle sit. Jack’s shirt is gray with the words Thank You, Jonathan Larson, on it in rainbow lettering, he has his back to the wall as he sends a text. Keith’s shirt is a blood red and has the words Young, Scrappy, and Hungry in cursive on it, he’s engaged in conversation with Matt, who’s shirt is black and bears the words You Will Be Found in blue lettering.
Keith: -beams and raises his glass to Kelani and Colt- Ya got her down here!
Jack: I was just about to give some last minute tips about DNR, boo. Grab a seat.
Kelani pulls up a seat next to Matt, who playfully shoulders her.
Matt: There’s no bro I trust more in the world than Jack Sexsmith.
Keith: Hey, I take offense to that!
Matt: Nah, bro, it’s not like that. For all I know, you got that bad blood from me taking your PWG gold. -playfully sticks his tongue out-
Keith: Touche, bro. Touche.
Kelani: Hey, nerds. Back to Jack cause we gotta get through with this.
Jack: -chuckles- So have we decided who’s focusing on who?
Kelani: Matt’s got Drew, Keith’s got Spike. I got Mambo.
Jack: Let’s start with you, boo. You ever wrestle in a hardcore rules match before?
Kelani: This is my first.
There is a look that is hard to decipher on Jack’s face for a moment before Jack gives a nod.
Jack: Right. So. You are going to want to adapt very quickly, boo. These men are dangerous, very dangerous, with those weapons. You need to focus on what you know first. The plus side is you’ve been in the ring with Mambo before and he can be a little predictable.
Kelani: I’ve been watching a lot of old ECW and, regrettably, a lot of CZW. I think I’ve prepared myself for a lot of bloodshed. I’m gonna rely on my in-ring skill, but I don't mind getting my hands on a steel chair or a pair of brass knuckles. I’ve also been doing all that speed training with you in the gym!
Keith: Yeah! She’s been doing great!
Jack: -purses his lips but nods- And you, boo? How are you gonna outdo Spike’s planning and conniving?
Keith: Brute force. Sure, sure. Spike is quick but I’m a lot quicker than I look. I don’t care about that cane or that champagne bottle he carries.
Colt: Hello. I am proof that you should definitely care about both. I’m still out with injury.
Keith: I guess, but this ain’t gonna be a blindside. We’ve got our eyes on the prize.
Jack: -grins at Matt- And you, boo?
Matt: Drew is the fierce one, the crazy one. I may not look like it, but bro, you know I’ve stood toe to toe with Jimmy Havoc. Drew is just a bargain store Jimmy Havoc. I know his type, bro. If he wants to get nuts, we’ll get nuts.
Kelani: Ya know we’ve got the one thing going for us that these guys don’t have going for them.
Keith: Oh?
Kelani: Hope. I…I know it sounds corny but we have hope on our side. Those three wanna say that our downfall is the fact that we have our heads in the clouds, that we like to make people smile, but that’s not a bad thing. Our hope is what got us our titles in the first place, our hope is what’s going to propel us to victory now.
Keith: -holds up his glass- To victory?
Kelani, Colt, and Matt raise their glasses to put against Keith’s.
Colt: To victory!
Kelani: To victory!
Matt: To victory!
The camera pauses on Jack for a moment, before he smirks and raises his own glass.
Jack: To victory.
The camera fades out on the five glasses pressed together.
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Shea Tue Jun 18, 2019 7:57 pm
The screen is black.
Song lyrics to Chiasm’s ‘Isolated’ can be heard, only instead of being sung to their usual electronic beat, they seem to be whispered from multiple sources with only select lyrics being heard. There are no other sounds.
Isolated
Alone. Apart
Here I stand. In this room
Caged and trapped inside
Seems I’m damned to live a lie
Should I care
For what’s left me behind?
I’m here alone
Isolated…
The scene slowly fades in on a room, dimly lit. Jacen is standing with his back to the camera, dressed in his usual, long coat. This is not his usual dark, misted room from previous promos, but instead what appears to be an untidy living room. Lying on the floor nearby is a wooden chair, that looks like it’s been smashed against the floor a couple of times. There is also a mess of papers scattered, one face up near the camera, showing many crossed out attempts at song lyrics, handwriting barely legible. In the background there appears to also be some broken glass on the floor.
Have no choice. Isolated
Struggling, left alone, apart
Pushed aside, segregated
Isolated
Threatened, forced to extract the heart
The whispered lyrics stop abruptly as Jacen turns to face the camera. His hair is a bit dishevelled and he has shadows under his eyes. With his coat he has dark pants and a black t-shirt featuring a beaked creature and the words ‘I’m bringing Skeksi back’. He is breathing heavily as if the damage around the room is fairly recent. When he notices the camera, he lets out a sharp breath before laughing, the sound cold and humourless. His voice is the same as he speaks.
Jacen: Challenge the Champion, they said. It’ll be easy they said. Ha! No luck there. None. At. All. [he smirks] Suuure, we got along the other week. But that doesn’t guarantee anything’ll be easier. Everyone saw what I did to Ellis. My own teammate. He failed me, after promising a win; promising it’d be okay. But it wasn’t. It’s not.
He glances around at the broken items around the room before looking back at the camera.
Jacen: Rae. Rae, Rae, Rae… You remind me of something. A group of creatures known as ‘Mystics’. Kind. Secretive. Very set in their ways once they decide what they’re doing. One side of the same coin to the Skeksis. [he lets out a small chuckle] They can be cold, cruel, vicious. Both however are drawn to the same thing. In our case, it’s the Mavericks Championship...
He looks angry. Hands curl into fists. He looks ready to break something, again.
Jacen: And like the Skeksis, I will do everything in my power to stop anyone taking the thing from me!
The last few words are shouted and he steps forward, as if intending to grab the camera. There is a knock at the door however and he freezes. The scene fades out and more whispering is heard.
The monsters make me hide
Perhaps I'll eat myself alive
Internally, what is there left for me to be
These broken walls trap me inside
Isolated...
Song lyrics to Chiasm’s ‘Isolated’ can be heard, only instead of being sung to their usual electronic beat, they seem to be whispered from multiple sources with only select lyrics being heard. There are no other sounds.
Isolated
Alone. Apart
Here I stand. In this room
Caged and trapped inside
Seems I’m damned to live a lie
Should I care
For what’s left me behind?
I’m here alone
Isolated…
The scene slowly fades in on a room, dimly lit. Jacen is standing with his back to the camera, dressed in his usual, long coat. This is not his usual dark, misted room from previous promos, but instead what appears to be an untidy living room. Lying on the floor nearby is a wooden chair, that looks like it’s been smashed against the floor a couple of times. There is also a mess of papers scattered, one face up near the camera, showing many crossed out attempts at song lyrics, handwriting barely legible. In the background there appears to also be some broken glass on the floor.
Have no choice. Isolated
Struggling, left alone, apart
Pushed aside, segregated
Isolated
Threatened, forced to extract the heart
The whispered lyrics stop abruptly as Jacen turns to face the camera. His hair is a bit dishevelled and he has shadows under his eyes. With his coat he has dark pants and a black t-shirt featuring a beaked creature and the words ‘I’m bringing Skeksi back’. He is breathing heavily as if the damage around the room is fairly recent. When he notices the camera, he lets out a sharp breath before laughing, the sound cold and humourless. His voice is the same as he speaks.
Jacen: Challenge the Champion, they said. It’ll be easy they said. Ha! No luck there. None. At. All. [he smirks] Suuure, we got along the other week. But that doesn’t guarantee anything’ll be easier. Everyone saw what I did to Ellis. My own teammate. He failed me, after promising a win; promising it’d be okay. But it wasn’t. It’s not.
He glances around at the broken items around the room before looking back at the camera.
Jacen: Rae. Rae, Rae, Rae… You remind me of something. A group of creatures known as ‘Mystics’. Kind. Secretive. Very set in their ways once they decide what they’re doing. One side of the same coin to the Skeksis. [he lets out a small chuckle] They can be cold, cruel, vicious. Both however are drawn to the same thing. In our case, it’s the Mavericks Championship...
He looks angry. Hands curl into fists. He looks ready to break something, again.
Jacen: And like the Skeksis, I will do everything in my power to stop anyone taking the thing from me!
The last few words are shouted and he steps forward, as if intending to grab the camera. There is a knock at the door however and he freezes. The scene fades out and more whispering is heard.
The monsters make me hide
Perhaps I'll eat myself alive
Internally, what is there left for me to be
These broken walls trap me inside
Isolated...
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Rae James Thu Jun 20, 2019 10:22 pm
The camera opens up panning over a white vanity. As it does we can see a few stuffed animals: a dog wearing a blue bandanna, a brown monster looking doll with giant brown horns. A small red leather book sits by these two stuffed animals, but the title is obscured. As the room expands we can see more to give us an idea of who the room belongs to such as an MC Escher painting of the stairs, a poster of the famous cover for the album Aladdin Sane. Sitting on the bed is NCWA star, Rae James. She’s wearing a black t-shirt with the words Babe With The Power on it in pink lettering and blue jean shorts.
Rae: I was always an imaginative kid and that was only encouraged by both of my older sisters. Delly always liked to dress up and play pretend. It didn’t take me long to realize that all those stories never ended well for the girls. Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White. They all relied on the man to come save them. It never sat well with me. After that, I looked for new heroes.
She crosses to the vanity, taking a seat in the high backed chair. A package of red lollipops is briefly seen as she opens the middle drawer and produces a small, black hairbrush. She quickly closes the drawer, pulling her hair into a high and tight ponytail.
Rae: Belle. Pocahontas. Those were the princesses I grew up idolizing. There was, of course, the non-animated heroes when I got a little older. Pollyanna showing her kindness to everyone she could. Hermoine aiding Harry in all of his adventures. But my favorite will always be Sarah.
The camera pans to show Rae’s hand, moving to the little red book after putting the hairbrush down. We can finally see the title: Labyrinth.
Rae: Even to this day, I see a lot of myself in Sarah. She was a brave young woman who traveled through a world of the different, the strange, to rescue her baby brother and to grow as a person. Me? I’ve traveled through the NCWA to get to you, Jacen Westmore.
Rae grabs the book and opens it to a picture of a girl dressed in a button up shirt and blue jeans standing next to a tall, lanky blonde man dressed as if he is from a fantasy world. Rae’s hand lingers over the picture before she speaks.
Rae: Jerith wasn’t evil. He did everything Sarah asked of him. He took her brother from her, which is what she wanted, gave her the means to defeat his labyrinth. He never meant her true harm at the beginning, he just wanted what he thought he should have. Just like you, Jacen. I know there’s good in you. I’ve seen it. But you want what you think belongs to you and it’s warped your mind, made you grow obsessed. Out of you, that’s two things. Sure, you’ve got that Maverick’s title sitting on that shoulder, and that’s my focus, but you’ve got another obsession. You want to prove that you are something to your brothers.
Rae grabs a tube of bright red lipstick, beginning to apply some. She looks confidently at herself as she finishes it up.
Rae: I don’t know who’s hurting you, why you think you have to be all alone, but I do know you’re not. You’ve got two brothers who think the world of you. Your bandmates, I bet they love you just as much. What you do, the darkness that you have inside you, you put it there to block the others out. To make sure you can’t let others hurt you. I know what that’s like…
She pulls the drawer out to put back the brush, allowing her fingers to touch a small, silver band that sits in the drawer. For a moment, there is a forlorn look in her eyes.
Rae: I know what it’s like to turn yourself into something you’re not. For a long, long time I was someone I didn’t recognize looking in the mirror. It took a long time letting people who loved me, who cared for me, into my life again. You’re going to end up even worse off if you don’t let Dante and Artemis, or your bandmates, help you.
Her hand lingers over the lollipops for a moment as a calm smile splays across her lips.
Rae: I know my help worked.
She closes the drawer before she looks back into the mirror.
Rae: But that other obsession? Well, I can’t blame you. My sights are set on that title just as yours are. *smirks* I want to be on that pedestal, being lauded as a champion. I am going to take the title from you. I’ve worked too hard and for too long to let you stop me. Jacen, you’re good. I’ll give you that much. There’s a reason you’re our division’s champion. *she closes her eyes and speaks, as if from memory* Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have fought my way here to this title match in our first pay-per-view to take the title that I righteously deserve, for my will is as strong as yours and my talent is just as good.
Rae’s eyes open and we see only her ice blue eyes as the camera begins to fade.
Rae: You have no power over me!
Rae: I was always an imaginative kid and that was only encouraged by both of my older sisters. Delly always liked to dress up and play pretend. It didn’t take me long to realize that all those stories never ended well for the girls. Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White. They all relied on the man to come save them. It never sat well with me. After that, I looked for new heroes.
She crosses to the vanity, taking a seat in the high backed chair. A package of red lollipops is briefly seen as she opens the middle drawer and produces a small, black hairbrush. She quickly closes the drawer, pulling her hair into a high and tight ponytail.
Rae: Belle. Pocahontas. Those were the princesses I grew up idolizing. There was, of course, the non-animated heroes when I got a little older. Pollyanna showing her kindness to everyone she could. Hermoine aiding Harry in all of his adventures. But my favorite will always be Sarah.
The camera pans to show Rae’s hand, moving to the little red book after putting the hairbrush down. We can finally see the title: Labyrinth.
Rae: Even to this day, I see a lot of myself in Sarah. She was a brave young woman who traveled through a world of the different, the strange, to rescue her baby brother and to grow as a person. Me? I’ve traveled through the NCWA to get to you, Jacen Westmore.
Rae grabs the book and opens it to a picture of a girl dressed in a button up shirt and blue jeans standing next to a tall, lanky blonde man dressed as if he is from a fantasy world. Rae’s hand lingers over the picture before she speaks.
Rae: Jerith wasn’t evil. He did everything Sarah asked of him. He took her brother from her, which is what she wanted, gave her the means to defeat his labyrinth. He never meant her true harm at the beginning, he just wanted what he thought he should have. Just like you, Jacen. I know there’s good in you. I’ve seen it. But you want what you think belongs to you and it’s warped your mind, made you grow obsessed. Out of you, that’s two things. Sure, you’ve got that Maverick’s title sitting on that shoulder, and that’s my focus, but you’ve got another obsession. You want to prove that you are something to your brothers.
Rae grabs a tube of bright red lipstick, beginning to apply some. She looks confidently at herself as she finishes it up.
Rae: I don’t know who’s hurting you, why you think you have to be all alone, but I do know you’re not. You’ve got two brothers who think the world of you. Your bandmates, I bet they love you just as much. What you do, the darkness that you have inside you, you put it there to block the others out. To make sure you can’t let others hurt you. I know what that’s like…
She pulls the drawer out to put back the brush, allowing her fingers to touch a small, silver band that sits in the drawer. For a moment, there is a forlorn look in her eyes.
Rae: I know what it’s like to turn yourself into something you’re not. For a long, long time I was someone I didn’t recognize looking in the mirror. It took a long time letting people who loved me, who cared for me, into my life again. You’re going to end up even worse off if you don’t let Dante and Artemis, or your bandmates, help you.
Her hand lingers over the lollipops for a moment as a calm smile splays across her lips.
Rae: I know my help worked.
She closes the drawer before she looks back into the mirror.
Rae: But that other obsession? Well, I can’t blame you. My sights are set on that title just as yours are. *smirks* I want to be on that pedestal, being lauded as a champion. I am going to take the title from you. I’ve worked too hard and for too long to let you stop me. Jacen, you’re good. I’ll give you that much. There’s a reason you’re our division’s champion. *she closes her eyes and speaks, as if from memory* Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have fought my way here to this title match in our first pay-per-view to take the title that I righteously deserve, for my will is as strong as yours and my talent is just as good.
Rae’s eyes open and we see only her ice blue eyes as the camera begins to fade.
Rae: You have no power over me!
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Join date : 2017-10-24
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Westmore Fri Jun 21, 2019 12:54 am
The sound of a guitar is heard as the camera fades in; Remy Brooks is sitting under a single light. He plays a soft song as he ignores the camera, he stops playing and without even looking at the camera he starting speaking.
Remy: Marco... I'll admit I'm not looking forward to this match; I'd rather be going against the Champ... Or the one person I find myself having respect for in this whole division, Rae... But I got you this week so I'll just have to make the best of it I guess...
He pauses, looking like he's fighting a yawn before continuing.
Remy: So I could go on and about how I really want to beat you or about how I'm going to try my hardest... But that would be repeating myself and I don't really need to tell people what they already know. So I've decided to just say... Good luck trying to beat me; I think you'll need it... Also should probably let the division know about a rumor I heard recently, supposedly we're going to get a new member soon. Couldn't get a name though, just some rich fellow, just thought everyone should know before they show up.
Remy pauses again, looking up at the camera and giving a real smile.
Remy: Good luck against the Champ, kick his ass Rae.
Remy looks away from the camera again, starting to play again and this time it's obviously Marco's entrance theme. The camera fades out, questions left in the air.
![[File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area 1remy_12](https://i.servimg.com/u/f84/16/93/92/66/1remy_12.png)
Remy: Marco... I'll admit I'm not looking forward to this match; I'd rather be going against the Champ... Or the one person I find myself having respect for in this whole division, Rae... But I got you this week so I'll just have to make the best of it I guess...
He pauses, looking like he's fighting a yawn before continuing.
Remy: So I could go on and about how I really want to beat you or about how I'm going to try my hardest... But that would be repeating myself and I don't really need to tell people what they already know. So I've decided to just say... Good luck trying to beat me; I think you'll need it... Also should probably let the division know about a rumor I heard recently, supposedly we're going to get a new member soon. Couldn't get a name though, just some rich fellow, just thought everyone should know before they show up.
Remy pauses again, looking up at the camera and giving a real smile.
Remy: Good luck against the Champ, kick his ass Rae.
Remy looks away from the camera again, starting to play again and this time it's obviously Marco's entrance theme. The camera fades out, questions left in the air.
Westmore- Posts : 113
Join date : 2016-08-09
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Westmore Fri Jun 21, 2019 11:50 am
The camera fades in on a sunny backyard, Tommy Hart sighs with a bored look as he leans against the side of the house. He perks up at the sounds of car doors and grins as an excited squeal is heard. He drops down to his knees as a little girl comes running towards him, giving him a huge hug.
Girl: Uncle Tommy! Uncle Tommy!
Tommy: Hey there! I've missed my favorite little one!
Girl: Missed you too!
Tommy: Uncle Tommy got you a present during our last trip.
Girl: Present for me?
Tommy: A present for you little one.
He stands up still holding her as Lucky Carson walks towards them holding a small backpack.
Lucky: Serena you forgot your bag again, Mommy and Uncle Rex almost drove off with Miss Fluffy Tail.
Serena: Sorry daddy, thank you for getting it for me.
Tommy: But she had to see her favorite Uncle Tommy again, right Rena?
Tommy gives one of his grins as Serena gives a giggle.
Serena: You’re my only uncle Tommy.
Tommy: But I'm still your favorite.
Serena giggles again before squirming to get down; she takes her bag from her father and hurries inside. Lucky chuckles softly as he watches his daughter, he turns to his tag team partner and smiles.
Tommy: So how are Lisa and Rex doing?
Lucky: They're doing good, told me to say hi for them... Rex offered to set me up with one of his friends and Lisa just told me I better beat him.
Tommy laughs and shakes his head, Lucky just shakes his head.
Lucky: Like I'm broken-hearted about a guy like Dalton Castle, he's a little too flamboyant for me and not really the type to bring over to meet my little girl. It was interesting to flirt again and a kind of fun, but it wasn't a serious thing.
Tommy: I thought you'd be a little more annoyed with the fact he was flirting with you while dating.
Lucky: Why should I be? It wasn't anything serious and all it did was give him his only match win here, nothing for me to feel annoyed about. Though if I were the boyfriend I might be annoyed, but if he's cool with that then that’s on him. Besides I have my hands full with keeping you out of trouble Brat, don't need to add to the stress.
Tommy snorts at the nickname before Lucky grins.
Lucky: Of course doesn't mean I'm not annoyed with Castle and Spud, we've got unfinished business with them and this show is the perfect place to get it off our chests.
Tommy grins at Lucky.
Tommy: We do have that unfinished business; they think we agreed for an easy match. Bad mistake on their part, we had already decided to pick them when Dalton asked. But not for the reason they think, see we've got something to prove to them. We've got to show them the truth, they didn't take our first match seriously and that was a mistake. Flirting and cheating, just because we weren't flashy enough for them. See things like that really annoy us, get under our skin and make us work that much harder. We are going to beat them fair and square, just like we beat Jekyll & Hyde. Like we were going to beat them during that first match, we don't need tricks or games to win. Never have and never will, unlike our opponents.
Lucky: All we need to win is our fists and feet, going to knock you down and kick you out. We are the tag team champions, we earned our belts and we plan on keeping them for a very long time.
Lucky turns from the camera as Serena runs towards him, he grins as he scoops her up.
Serena: Daddy why are you and Uncle Tommy still out here?
Tommy: Daddy and Uncle Tommy were just talking about our upcoming match.
Serena: The one against the colorful team?
Lucky: Yep, the one against the colorful team.
Serena: You're going to win right?
Tommy: That's what we're going to try to do Rena.
Serena holds out both pinkies.
Serena: Pinky promise?
Both men put one of their pinkies around Serena's pinkies.
Tommy: Pinky promise.
Lucky: We're going to win just for you little one.
Serena beams at them before Tommy smiles widely.
Tommy: Still got to give you your present.
Serena smiles excitedly.
Serena: What is it Uncle Tommy?
Tommy: Well you've got to go open it, can't just tell you what it is.
Lucky chuckles softly, he sets Serena down and she runs inside again. The champs slowly follow her inside.
Tommy: You know we have to win with a promise like that.
Lucky: And that's why I made it.
Tommy grins and nods, he pauses as he reaches the door.
Tommy: You know I could see if my boyfriend has any friends available if you’re really broken-hearted...
Lucky just frowns and points at the house.
Lucky: Get inside Brat...
Tommy just laughs and hurries inside. Lucky huff and shakes his head before smiling softly, he follows Tommy into the house as the camera fades to black.
![[File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area 1warri14](https://i.servimg.com/u/f84/16/93/92/66/1warri14.png)
Girl: Uncle Tommy! Uncle Tommy!
Tommy: Hey there! I've missed my favorite little one!
Girl: Missed you too!
Tommy: Uncle Tommy got you a present during our last trip.
Girl: Present for me?
Tommy: A present for you little one.
He stands up still holding her as Lucky Carson walks towards them holding a small backpack.
Lucky: Serena you forgot your bag again, Mommy and Uncle Rex almost drove off with Miss Fluffy Tail.
Serena: Sorry daddy, thank you for getting it for me.
Tommy: But she had to see her favorite Uncle Tommy again, right Rena?
Tommy gives one of his grins as Serena gives a giggle.
Serena: You’re my only uncle Tommy.
Tommy: But I'm still your favorite.
Serena giggles again before squirming to get down; she takes her bag from her father and hurries inside. Lucky chuckles softly as he watches his daughter, he turns to his tag team partner and smiles.
Tommy: So how are Lisa and Rex doing?
Lucky: They're doing good, told me to say hi for them... Rex offered to set me up with one of his friends and Lisa just told me I better beat him.
Tommy laughs and shakes his head, Lucky just shakes his head.
Lucky: Like I'm broken-hearted about a guy like Dalton Castle, he's a little too flamboyant for me and not really the type to bring over to meet my little girl. It was interesting to flirt again and a kind of fun, but it wasn't a serious thing.
Tommy: I thought you'd be a little more annoyed with the fact he was flirting with you while dating.
Lucky: Why should I be? It wasn't anything serious and all it did was give him his only match win here, nothing for me to feel annoyed about. Though if I were the boyfriend I might be annoyed, but if he's cool with that then that’s on him. Besides I have my hands full with keeping you out of trouble Brat, don't need to add to the stress.
Tommy snorts at the nickname before Lucky grins.
Lucky: Of course doesn't mean I'm not annoyed with Castle and Spud, we've got unfinished business with them and this show is the perfect place to get it off our chests.
Tommy grins at Lucky.
Tommy: We do have that unfinished business; they think we agreed for an easy match. Bad mistake on their part, we had already decided to pick them when Dalton asked. But not for the reason they think, see we've got something to prove to them. We've got to show them the truth, they didn't take our first match seriously and that was a mistake. Flirting and cheating, just because we weren't flashy enough for them. See things like that really annoy us, get under our skin and make us work that much harder. We are going to beat them fair and square, just like we beat Jekyll & Hyde. Like we were going to beat them during that first match, we don't need tricks or games to win. Never have and never will, unlike our opponents.
Lucky: All we need to win is our fists and feet, going to knock you down and kick you out. We are the tag team champions, we earned our belts and we plan on keeping them for a very long time.
Lucky turns from the camera as Serena runs towards him, he grins as he scoops her up.
Serena: Daddy why are you and Uncle Tommy still out here?
Tommy: Daddy and Uncle Tommy were just talking about our upcoming match.
Serena: The one against the colorful team?
Lucky: Yep, the one against the colorful team.
Serena: You're going to win right?
Tommy: That's what we're going to try to do Rena.
Serena holds out both pinkies.
Serena: Pinky promise?
Both men put one of their pinkies around Serena's pinkies.
Tommy: Pinky promise.
Lucky: We're going to win just for you little one.
Serena beams at them before Tommy smiles widely.
Tommy: Still got to give you your present.
Serena smiles excitedly.
Serena: What is it Uncle Tommy?
Tommy: Well you've got to go open it, can't just tell you what it is.
Lucky chuckles softly, he sets Serena down and she runs inside again. The champs slowly follow her inside.
Tommy: You know we have to win with a promise like that.
Lucky: And that's why I made it.
Tommy grins and nods, he pauses as he reaches the door.
Tommy: You know I could see if my boyfriend has any friends available if you’re really broken-hearted...
Lucky just frowns and points at the house.
Lucky: Get inside Brat...
Tommy just laughs and hurries inside. Lucky huff and shakes his head before smiling softly, he follows Tommy into the house as the camera fades to black.
Westmore- Posts : 113
Join date : 2016-08-09
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Jimmy Havoc Sat Jun 22, 2019 4:31 am
[ The camera is still pitch black went we open to the sound of a menacing male voice singing in a low, spine chilling tone ]
London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, falling down.
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.
[ When we can finally see the scene laid out before us, we find Jimmy Havoc in a common room in the asylum where he is being held. He and Rosemary are alone, sitting on the floor in the corner of the room. Jimmy sits behind Rosemary, his legs wrapped around her waist, singing softly in her ear, he goes on singing for quite a while before he even notices the camera. He gets to the verse 'Silver and gold will be stolen away' when he suddenly looks up at the camera and scowls as if we've interrupted their private moment ]
Jimmy: Are we not rid of that little pest Archer yet? Sure, our last encounter didn't go my [ he pauses ] our way, but I wanted to bash 'is smug face in. I still do, always will. Archer 'as a very bashable face, don't ya think, love?
[ Rosemary smiles, nuzzling Jimmy's cheek, a bit of her paint rubbing off in his scruff ]
Rosemary: We agree, dear one. We would love to see his face splattered against the concrete. [ she raises one hand in a claw-like position as if she had someone by the back of the head and pantomimes shoving Egan's face repeatedly into the floor, an aggressive scream with each movement. Jimmy strokes her hair to calm her. ]
Jimmy: Shh, Rosemarie, shh... People like Archer, they think it's funny to taunt Jimmy 'avoc, to mock Jimmy 'avoc, to bother Jimmy 'avoc, but at 404, Archer steps into my wheelhouse, my playground, and he tries to sink to the depths of my depravity. I don't think he has it in him. I don't think he's willing to go as far as possible to put this whole thing to bed. I don't think he's really willing to end me or try to at least as so many others have tried before him. He's just a scared little boy trying to play tough. I know what tough is, ya fuckin' cunt. I've gone toe to toe with some of the toughest bastards in the UK, the fuckin' world even.
[ His hands clench into fists, and he takes a deep breath, returning to singing to Rosemary to calm himself as if this were something he learned in therapy. ]
Set a man to watch all night,
Watch all night, watch all night,
Set a man to watch all night,
My fair lady.
[ he smirks ]
Jimmy: They say that's not about putting a guard on post at the bridge, Rosemarie.
[ Rosemary tilts her head in confusion and interest ]
Jimmy: When the Bridge Gate at Bremen was demolished in the nineteenth century, the skeleton of a child was found implanted in the foundations. They say this 'appened with every new bridge. An orphan child would be walled up inside it to protect the bridge from collapse. [ Jimmy glances over at a table a few feet away from them, where a copy of Edgar Allan Poe's The Cask of Amontillado sits, a red bookmark peeking out of it ]
Jimmy: But, maybe I've been looking at this the wrong way. [ he smirks ] Maybe we can just invite Archer over for a glass of wine...
[ He lowly hums the melody again as the camera fades to black ]
London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, falling down.
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.
[ When we can finally see the scene laid out before us, we find Jimmy Havoc in a common room in the asylum where he is being held. He and Rosemary are alone, sitting on the floor in the corner of the room. Jimmy sits behind Rosemary, his legs wrapped around her waist, singing softly in her ear, he goes on singing for quite a while before he even notices the camera. He gets to the verse 'Silver and gold will be stolen away' when he suddenly looks up at the camera and scowls as if we've interrupted their private moment ]
Jimmy: Are we not rid of that little pest Archer yet? Sure, our last encounter didn't go my [ he pauses ] our way, but I wanted to bash 'is smug face in. I still do, always will. Archer 'as a very bashable face, don't ya think, love?
[ Rosemary smiles, nuzzling Jimmy's cheek, a bit of her paint rubbing off in his scruff ]
Rosemary: We agree, dear one. We would love to see his face splattered against the concrete. [ she raises one hand in a claw-like position as if she had someone by the back of the head and pantomimes shoving Egan's face repeatedly into the floor, an aggressive scream with each movement. Jimmy strokes her hair to calm her. ]
Jimmy: Shh, Rosemarie, shh... People like Archer, they think it's funny to taunt Jimmy 'avoc, to mock Jimmy 'avoc, to bother Jimmy 'avoc, but at 404, Archer steps into my wheelhouse, my playground, and he tries to sink to the depths of my depravity. I don't think he has it in him. I don't think he's willing to go as far as possible to put this whole thing to bed. I don't think he's really willing to end me or try to at least as so many others have tried before him. He's just a scared little boy trying to play tough. I know what tough is, ya fuckin' cunt. I've gone toe to toe with some of the toughest bastards in the UK, the fuckin' world even.
[ His hands clench into fists, and he takes a deep breath, returning to singing to Rosemary to calm himself as if this were something he learned in therapy. ]
Set a man to watch all night,
Watch all night, watch all night,
Set a man to watch all night,
My fair lady.
[ he smirks ]
Jimmy: They say that's not about putting a guard on post at the bridge, Rosemarie.
[ Rosemary tilts her head in confusion and interest ]
Jimmy: When the Bridge Gate at Bremen was demolished in the nineteenth century, the skeleton of a child was found implanted in the foundations. They say this 'appened with every new bridge. An orphan child would be walled up inside it to protect the bridge from collapse. [ Jimmy glances over at a table a few feet away from them, where a copy of Edgar Allan Poe's The Cask of Amontillado sits, a red bookmark peeking out of it ]
Jimmy: But, maybe I've been looking at this the wrong way. [ he smirks ] Maybe we can just invite Archer over for a glass of wine...
[ He lowly hums the melody again as the camera fades to black ]
Jimmy Havoc- Posts : 17
Join date : 2017-08-02
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Do Not Resuscitate Sat Jun 22, 2019 4:59 am
[ The camera opens and pans up over a table adorned with a white table cloth. The light from the chandelier above bounces of the sparkling table settings. We still cannot see the faces of the three men seated at the table, but we can see that there is a fourth long abandoned setting at the table. The camera backs away, and we can finally see the entirety of the private table where the three members of Do Not Resuscitate are having breakfast. Spike lifts his fork to point at Drew's plate ]
Spike: Eat, Parker. I spent good money I didn't have to earn on making these arrangements.
[ Drew rolls his eyes, absentmindedly picking at the quiche in front of him ]
Drew: Fuckin' fancy food...
Spike: Well, excuse me for wanting you to eat more than just beer and crisps before the pay-per-view. Do I need to tell him that you're not taking our opportunity seriously, Andrew?
[ Drew eyes the empty plate across from him at the table ]
Drew: No. Besides, I'm takin' it plenty serious. It's just the Limitless Fucks. Ya think I'm scared'a those fake, sickeningly sweet cunts? Fuck that! This is our match! This is our wheelhouse.
Chuck: Besides, Triv, there's nothin' stopping him from comin' round this time. Maybe they're plannin' a replacement for their old buddy Cabana, but no last-minute replacement is gonna gel with them like the well-oiled machine that we are.
Spike: You two do have a point. he only replacement I could even remotely see as a threat to us is already tied up with that Archer fellow.
Drew: You and I both hold wins over Havoc back in PROGRESS. So, how big of a threat could he really have been? I'm just sick of this bullshit, man. I'm bored with their happiness and rainbows antics. I'm ready for a real fuckin' challenge. I'm ready to put an end to their Syndicate Division title reign, and do...not... resuscitate.
[ the camera begins to fade, but we can still here Spike talking before it completely cuts out ]
Spike: I know, lo- [ he stops, cutting himself off before he finishes that sentence ] Now, eat your food, don't waste my money...
Spike: Eat, Parker. I spent good money I didn't have to earn on making these arrangements.
[ Drew rolls his eyes, absentmindedly picking at the quiche in front of him ]
Drew: Fuckin' fancy food...
Spike: Well, excuse me for wanting you to eat more than just beer and crisps before the pay-per-view. Do I need to tell him that you're not taking our opportunity seriously, Andrew?
[ Drew eyes the empty plate across from him at the table ]
Drew: No. Besides, I'm takin' it plenty serious. It's just the Limitless Fucks. Ya think I'm scared'a those fake, sickeningly sweet cunts? Fuck that! This is our match! This is our wheelhouse.
Chuck: Besides, Triv, there's nothin' stopping him from comin' round this time. Maybe they're plannin' a replacement for their old buddy Cabana, but no last-minute replacement is gonna gel with them like the well-oiled machine that we are.
Spike: You two do have a point. he only replacement I could even remotely see as a threat to us is already tied up with that Archer fellow.
Drew: You and I both hold wins over Havoc back in PROGRESS. So, how big of a threat could he really have been? I'm just sick of this bullshit, man. I'm bored with their happiness and rainbows antics. I'm ready for a real fuckin' challenge. I'm ready to put an end to their Syndicate Division title reign, and do...not... resuscitate.
[ the camera begins to fade, but we can still here Spike talking before it completely cuts out ]
Spike: I know, lo- [ he stops, cutting himself off before he finishes that sentence ] Now, eat your food, don't waste my money...
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Nolee Angle Tue Jun 25, 2019 10:26 pm
The camera opens up on a montage of Rin Takahashi wrestling in Shine. The footage is cut together with footage of Nolee wrestling against opponents in NXT. The footage blends together as the two women win the individual titles of their brands. The footage then goes on to show the women’s title reigns. Nolee has a few successful title defenses, going from people like Alexa Bliss, Eva Marie, Nia Jax, and Carmella. Eventually, Nolee is shown facing off against Asuka and losing. On the other hand, the footage of Rin is shown to keep with winning until she finally relinquishes her title. As that footage fades, we come up in a simple black room, Nolee Angle sitting on a stool in the center of the room. She’s dressed plainly, wearing a black top with an American flag spelling out the Angle name as well as a pair of blue jeans. The NCWA World Class Championship sits proudly on her shoulder as she takes a deep breath.
Nolee: It took me a long time to come up with what I was going to say here today. It’s my first defense as NCWA World Class Champion, my chance to prove to everyone that I’m not just a one-match wonder. I debated talking about Japanese mythology because of Rin’s connection. That’s been done. I wanted to spend time with my dad, but I want to be more than his name. I wanted to be me, just me. So here I am before my first title defense, laid bare for all to see.
Nolee clears her throat and courses a hand through her blonde locks. She looks nervous, but only slightly.
Nolee: Everyone knows Rin. She’s a worldwide name, forever going to be known as the longest reigning champion of Shine. She’s world renown, expected to do great things every time she steps into the ring. Now, I’m not going to point out that she lost her first match here in the NCWA to a rookie. I’m not going to point out that she only beat Joey Ryan because he hit his shoulder on the ring post. In fact, I agree with the notion that she does incredible things every single time she gets into the ring. Every single time she gets in the ring, she has a stellar match. The fans frenzy. I get why. She’s a legend in her home country, being undefeated for the title he helped build up will do that. Hell, I’d call her a pioneer of women’s wrestling in Japan. Anyone in my position would feel like they were facing down a giant, I’d be blind not to see it.
There’s a small, nervous chuckle as she licks her lips and continues.
Nolee: Me? I know I’m the underdog going into this. Sure, I’ve been a champion before but I never had the streak she did. I never had the adoration of the crowd. I had the expectations though, I’ve always had the expectations. The name Angle brings these every time I step into the ring and I live up to them. I still don’t get the love that Rin does, though. That’s okay. She doesn’t get the results that I do these days. After all, I moved out of the first round of the title tournament. I have wrestled on every single show we have had in the NCWA and only lost once. -holds up the championship in her hand- I became our first champion! I won’t let Rin take what I have worked for my entire life. I’ve worked to be loved like this, to be wanted by a company. Sure, the fans may love her more. Sure, she’s expected to do good every time she steps into the ring because she’s proved that she can. But Rin has never fought anyone like me.
Nolee stands, pacing. It’s evident in her words, her actions, that she is getting more and more angry and frustrated.
Nolee: What do I have to do to prove I’m worthy of the same praise, huh? You indy darlings and you Japanese imports all think your tough shit. Yeah, I can spot your talent, Rin, but you don’t work harder than me. What was it that you said to me when we met face-to-face last show, Rin? Wouldn’t want to mess up that pretty face? -scoffs- You’re discrediting me because of how I look? Yeah. I’m a blonde-haired, blue-eyed All-American southern belle but I’ve got a kick to me. I’m a pretty face but my bite is just like a black widow’s bite, it’ll leave you screaming and writhing in agony.
Nolee turns to face the camera, a smirk on her face and anger in her eyes.
Nolee: But, you’re right. You’re right. I am a pretty face. I’m a pretty face who has attracted lots of others to it, like a flower attracting bees. Some of these bees are harmless. But some of them, Rin? Some of them are more like wasps that have names or legacies just like ours. Names with expectations. Come to 404, Rin. Bring your shiny spear. I’ll be waiting to see how a spear stands up against a tornado, a tornado that’s in the one percent.
Nolee takes a deep breath, producing the pressed fragment of one of the yellow flowers from her last promo against Jimmy Havoc from her pocket. A faint smile plays across her lips before she utters one final statement.
Nolee: This southern rose has thorns and all you are is a little prick at its side.
Nolee: It took me a long time to come up with what I was going to say here today. It’s my first defense as NCWA World Class Champion, my chance to prove to everyone that I’m not just a one-match wonder. I debated talking about Japanese mythology because of Rin’s connection. That’s been done. I wanted to spend time with my dad, but I want to be more than his name. I wanted to be me, just me. So here I am before my first title defense, laid bare for all to see.
Nolee clears her throat and courses a hand through her blonde locks. She looks nervous, but only slightly.
Nolee: Everyone knows Rin. She’s a worldwide name, forever going to be known as the longest reigning champion of Shine. She’s world renown, expected to do great things every time she steps into the ring. Now, I’m not going to point out that she lost her first match here in the NCWA to a rookie. I’m not going to point out that she only beat Joey Ryan because he hit his shoulder on the ring post. In fact, I agree with the notion that she does incredible things every single time she gets into the ring. Every single time she gets in the ring, she has a stellar match. The fans frenzy. I get why. She’s a legend in her home country, being undefeated for the title he helped build up will do that. Hell, I’d call her a pioneer of women’s wrestling in Japan. Anyone in my position would feel like they were facing down a giant, I’d be blind not to see it.
There’s a small, nervous chuckle as she licks her lips and continues.
Nolee: Me? I know I’m the underdog going into this. Sure, I’ve been a champion before but I never had the streak she did. I never had the adoration of the crowd. I had the expectations though, I’ve always had the expectations. The name Angle brings these every time I step into the ring and I live up to them. I still don’t get the love that Rin does, though. That’s okay. She doesn’t get the results that I do these days. After all, I moved out of the first round of the title tournament. I have wrestled on every single show we have had in the NCWA and only lost once. -holds up the championship in her hand- I became our first champion! I won’t let Rin take what I have worked for my entire life. I’ve worked to be loved like this, to be wanted by a company. Sure, the fans may love her more. Sure, she’s expected to do good every time she steps into the ring because she’s proved that she can. But Rin has never fought anyone like me.
Nolee stands, pacing. It’s evident in her words, her actions, that she is getting more and more angry and frustrated.
Nolee: What do I have to do to prove I’m worthy of the same praise, huh? You indy darlings and you Japanese imports all think your tough shit. Yeah, I can spot your talent, Rin, but you don’t work harder than me. What was it that you said to me when we met face-to-face last show, Rin? Wouldn’t want to mess up that pretty face? -scoffs- You’re discrediting me because of how I look? Yeah. I’m a blonde-haired, blue-eyed All-American southern belle but I’ve got a kick to me. I’m a pretty face but my bite is just like a black widow’s bite, it’ll leave you screaming and writhing in agony.
Nolee turns to face the camera, a smirk on her face and anger in her eyes.
Nolee: But, you’re right. You’re right. I am a pretty face. I’m a pretty face who has attracted lots of others to it, like a flower attracting bees. Some of these bees are harmless. But some of them, Rin? Some of them are more like wasps that have names or legacies just like ours. Names with expectations. Come to 404, Rin. Bring your shiny spear. I’ll be waiting to see how a spear stands up against a tornado, a tornado that’s in the one percent.
Nolee takes a deep breath, producing the pressed fragment of one of the yellow flowers from her last promo against Jimmy Havoc from her pocket. A faint smile plays across her lips before she utters one final statement.
Nolee: This southern rose has thorns and all you are is a little prick at its side.
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Shea Wed Jun 26, 2019 12:18 am
The scene fades in to show Egan facing the camera, sitting on a picnic table in a park, his feet on one of the attached chairs. He is watching something on his phone, earbuds in so that viewers aren’t able to see or hear what he has on. There is a slight furrow to his brow as he remains focused on the video, but there is no obvious emotion beyond concentration. The camera zooms out a little as footsteps can be heard approaching, showing an unfamiliar women approaching. Her blonde hair is tied back in a loose ponytail, a few loose strands to either side of her face, which looks a bit pale. She pauses and watches him for a moment before hesitantly reaching out to touch Egan’s arm, causing him to jump as his concentration is broken. He pauses his video and shoves both the phone and earbuds into a small backpack beside him. He looks ready to snap, until he looks up and recognises the women in front of him.
Egan: [looking confused] You...are not Seth.
Woman: No… But I wasn’t sure if you’d show if I said it was me sending the message.
Egan: [sighs] Of course I would Alice. It’s you who likes to pretend we aren’t related. [he holds up a hand to stop her interrupting] You never had a problem with it as a kid, so I don’t get...
Alice: There’s a lot of things you don’t get. [small smile] But that’s okay.
She reaches out to touch his shoulder, but stops, remembering his earlier reaction. Instead, she crosses her arms, watching him curiously.
Alice: How are you doing?
Egan does not respond right away, frowning as he thinks about it.
Egan: ...mixed? I mean there are great things going on, of course, which is partly why Seth and yourself are up here… but then there’s this match.
Alice: [frowns slightly] Yeah… We’ve been following that. Are you worried?
Egan: [nervously runs a hand through his curly hair] ...do I look it?
Alice: [studies him for a moment, head tilted to the side] I’d say yes. But others, maybe not.
Egan: Right. [small nod before he begins to look distressed] Yes, I’m bloody nervous! [he gestures to the bag he put his phone in] I’ve spent hours watching his damn matches, he’s… he’s…
Struggling to find the word he wants, he gives up and shakes his head.
Egan: [quietly] ...he’s going to kill me.
Alice: No he’s not.
Egan: Oh, I’m sure he’ll try. [after a moment] ...but that doesn’t mean I should just give up and let him, does it?
Alice: Definitely not. Especially not at your first pay-per-view match here.
Egan: [shrugs with one shoulder] Guess not. Problem is in a match like this, there’s no reassurance Havoc’s pet won’t step in. Havoc and Rosemary seem to thrive in these kind of matches.
Alice: You realise though that also means you can use the same tactics...
Egan: I know. But I don’t want to drag James into this mess.
Alice: [snaps at him, hands on her hips] Egan, don’t you dare shut him out! I know it’s one of your...habits, but you can’t expect a marriage to last very long if you don’t at least let him know what’s going on in here! [she lightly smacks his head]
Egan: [waving her away] Alright, alright! And then I’ll work on how to deal with Jimmy…
Alice: [sighs] Just don’t leave it too late.
Egan grabs his backpack and gets up off the seat, the two talking quietly as they head offscreen.
Egan: [looking confused] You...are not Seth.
Woman: No… But I wasn’t sure if you’d show if I said it was me sending the message.
Egan: [sighs] Of course I would Alice. It’s you who likes to pretend we aren’t related. [he holds up a hand to stop her interrupting] You never had a problem with it as a kid, so I don’t get...
Alice: There’s a lot of things you don’t get. [small smile] But that’s okay.
She reaches out to touch his shoulder, but stops, remembering his earlier reaction. Instead, she crosses her arms, watching him curiously.
Alice: How are you doing?
Egan does not respond right away, frowning as he thinks about it.
Egan: ...mixed? I mean there are great things going on, of course, which is partly why Seth and yourself are up here… but then there’s this match.
Alice: [frowns slightly] Yeah… We’ve been following that. Are you worried?
Egan: [nervously runs a hand through his curly hair] ...do I look it?
Alice: [studies him for a moment, head tilted to the side] I’d say yes. But others, maybe not.
Egan: Right. [small nod before he begins to look distressed] Yes, I’m bloody nervous! [he gestures to the bag he put his phone in] I’ve spent hours watching his damn matches, he’s… he’s…
Struggling to find the word he wants, he gives up and shakes his head.
Egan: [quietly] ...he’s going to kill me.
Alice: No he’s not.
Egan: Oh, I’m sure he’ll try. [after a moment] ...but that doesn’t mean I should just give up and let him, does it?
Alice: Definitely not. Especially not at your first pay-per-view match here.
Egan: [shrugs with one shoulder] Guess not. Problem is in a match like this, there’s no reassurance Havoc’s pet won’t step in. Havoc and Rosemary seem to thrive in these kind of matches.
Alice: You realise though that also means you can use the same tactics...
Egan: I know. But I don’t want to drag James into this mess.
Alice: [snaps at him, hands on her hips] Egan, don’t you dare shut him out! I know it’s one of your...habits, but you can’t expect a marriage to last very long if you don’t at least let him know what’s going on in here! [she lightly smacks his head]
Egan: [waving her away] Alright, alright! And then I’ll work on how to deal with Jimmy…
Alice: [sighs] Just don’t leave it too late.
Egan grabs his backpack and gets up off the seat, the two talking quietly as they head offscreen.
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Westmore Wed Jun 26, 2019 11:41 pm
The camera fades in slowly on a doctor's office; Dante Westmore is sitting on the table as Dr. Emile Prior is wrapping up his hand.
Dante: *softly* Sorry Dr. Prior didn't mean to make you work today.
Emile: It's alright Mr. Westmore, your just lucky it wasn't cut too deep.
Dante: Please call me Dante; Mr. Westmore doesn't really fit yet.
Emile: *small smile* Alright Dante, I'll remember not to call you Mr. Westmore if you'll call me by my first name as well.
Dante: Alright Dr. P... Emile.
Emile smiles and finishes with his hand.
Emile: How did you hurt yourself again?
Dante: I had tried to clean an old palette knife and wasn't paying enough attention, cut right into my hand.
Emile: Well you were lucky I already set up shop for the show, what had you so distracted?
Dante: *sighs quietly* A few things I guess... I'm worried about Jacen, his promo... I've never seen him that bad before... I saw him shortly after and... Something is wrong and I'm not sure how to help...
Emile: I'm sorry about your brother...
Dante: Then my boyfriend saw Mr. Ryan's promo and he's not happy at all...
Emile: The same Joey Ryan you've got a match with?
Dante: There is only one Joey Ryan of notice in wrestling.
Emile: *chuckles* Very true, he is a unique fellow. *curious* Why is your boyfriend so unhappy?
Dante: I think he didn't like that Mr. Ryan brought up his thoughts about me being in the closet... I wasn't happy about it either, but Garthen was angry. *soft sigh* I wasn't thrilled with a rumor mill bring my relationship to the public eye, but I wasn't in the closet... The people who matter to me know and accepted me, it didn't matter that the world knew. My shyness has never been connected with my sexuality, honestly I was very shy before I figured out I liked other boys.
Dante sighs again and shakes his head.
Dante: I might be shy, but I've Mr. Alex in my corner and he believes in me. And that means I've got a pretty good chance of beating Mr. Ryan at the show.
Emile: *smiles* Sometimes just having support can make all the difference in the world and your mentor's support seems to do wonders for your confidence.
Emile looks at Dante's bandaged hand again; making sure it's wrapped tight.
Emile: Now I'm going to write-up a prescription for antibiotics, just so this doesn't get infected and I want to check on it before your match.
Dante gives a nod as Emile starts writing the prescription, the camera starting to fade to black.
![[File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area 1dante11](https://i.servimg.com/u/f84/16/93/92/66/1dante11.png)
Dante: *softly* Sorry Dr. Prior didn't mean to make you work today.
Emile: It's alright Mr. Westmore, your just lucky it wasn't cut too deep.
Dante: Please call me Dante; Mr. Westmore doesn't really fit yet.
Emile: *small smile* Alright Dante, I'll remember not to call you Mr. Westmore if you'll call me by my first name as well.
Dante: Alright Dr. P... Emile.
Emile smiles and finishes with his hand.
Emile: How did you hurt yourself again?
Dante: I had tried to clean an old palette knife and wasn't paying enough attention, cut right into my hand.
Emile: Well you were lucky I already set up shop for the show, what had you so distracted?
Dante: *sighs quietly* A few things I guess... I'm worried about Jacen, his promo... I've never seen him that bad before... I saw him shortly after and... Something is wrong and I'm not sure how to help...
Emile: I'm sorry about your brother...
Dante: Then my boyfriend saw Mr. Ryan's promo and he's not happy at all...
Emile: The same Joey Ryan you've got a match with?
Dante: There is only one Joey Ryan of notice in wrestling.
Emile: *chuckles* Very true, he is a unique fellow. *curious* Why is your boyfriend so unhappy?
Dante: I think he didn't like that Mr. Ryan brought up his thoughts about me being in the closet... I wasn't happy about it either, but Garthen was angry. *soft sigh* I wasn't thrilled with a rumor mill bring my relationship to the public eye, but I wasn't in the closet... The people who matter to me know and accepted me, it didn't matter that the world knew. My shyness has never been connected with my sexuality, honestly I was very shy before I figured out I liked other boys.
Dante sighs again and shakes his head.
Dante: I might be shy, but I've Mr. Alex in my corner and he believes in me. And that means I've got a pretty good chance of beating Mr. Ryan at the show.
Emile: *smiles* Sometimes just having support can make all the difference in the world and your mentor's support seems to do wonders for your confidence.
Emile looks at Dante's bandaged hand again; making sure it's wrapped tight.
Emile: Now I'm going to write-up a prescription for antibiotics, just so this doesn't get infected and I want to check on it before your match.
Dante gives a nod as Emile starts writing the prescription, the camera starting to fade to black.
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Join date : 2016-08-09
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Westmore Fri Jun 28, 2019 11:31 pm
The camera fades in on a small restaurant as a soft humming is heard; Alex Shelley is sitting at a table. He's looking at his phone and has a large smile on his face, seemingly lost in his own happy world. A soft laugh is heard as the camera pans over a bit to show he's with his friends, Chris Sabin and Jay White. Alex just gives a huff at the laugh before putting his phone on the table and looks at the other two.
Alex: What..?
Chris: It's adorable you know.
Jay: I don't think I've ever seen him this happy before.
Chris: *grins* He's this happy because he's got a date soon.
Jay: Oh really? *grins* So he finally told...?
Alex interrupts with a flushed face.
Alex: Yes... Yes I told him and he likes me too, but that's all I'm telling you guys for now... I've got to focus on the upcoming show.
Jay: You've got a match?
Alex: Both Dante and I have a match; Dante's going against that Joey Ryan guy.
Jay: And what about you?
Alex lets out a huff and makes a face as he answers.
Alex: I've got the Miz...
Chris: *chuckles* The Miz?
Jay: That guy who was picking on your rookie last week?
Alex: Yeah, that's him... *shakes his head* Not sure why he thinks he can bully his way around back stage, but I'm planning on using this match to teach him a thing or two. The first being, do not pick on my rookie or I'm going to kick your ass.
Chris: Of course, what's thing the second thing?
Alex: That he's got to earn respect, he thinks he's owed it just because he was in a big company. This isn't that company and he's got a long way to go in my books until I'll start the think about showing him any respect.
Jay: He must have really pissed you off.
Alex: He did piss me off; he had no reason to yell at Dante. He wasn't in his way at all; he was just being a dick because Dante is young. So I've decided that I'm going to make him tap out, make him give up to win the match. Make it just a little more embarrassing for his second defeat in the company, he didn't win his first match and he's not going to win the second one. *smirks* To barrow from the Miz, my victory will be awesome.
Both Chris and Jay let out a laugh at this, Chris grins as he asks.
Chris: And after the match?
Alex gives a soft huff as he flushes slightly, before he then changes to a smile.
Alex: Then Artemis and I are going to grab some dinner, there are you happy?
Jay: Oh very happy.
Jay then points to Chris's phone, which is up on its side.
Chris: Especially since we managed to get it on video.
Alex: Guys!
Chris laughs and the camera starts to fade out as Alex tries to get the phone from his friends.
![[File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area 1alex_11](https://i.servimg.com/u/f84/16/93/92/66/1alex_11.png)
Alex: What..?
Chris: It's adorable you know.
Jay: I don't think I've ever seen him this happy before.
Chris: *grins* He's this happy because he's got a date soon.
Jay: Oh really? *grins* So he finally told...?
Alex interrupts with a flushed face.
Alex: Yes... Yes I told him and he likes me too, but that's all I'm telling you guys for now... I've got to focus on the upcoming show.
Jay: You've got a match?
Alex: Both Dante and I have a match; Dante's going against that Joey Ryan guy.
Jay: And what about you?
Alex lets out a huff and makes a face as he answers.
Alex: I've got the Miz...
Chris: *chuckles* The Miz?
Jay: That guy who was picking on your rookie last week?
Alex: Yeah, that's him... *shakes his head* Not sure why he thinks he can bully his way around back stage, but I'm planning on using this match to teach him a thing or two. The first being, do not pick on my rookie or I'm going to kick your ass.
Chris: Of course, what's thing the second thing?
Alex: That he's got to earn respect, he thinks he's owed it just because he was in a big company. This isn't that company and he's got a long way to go in my books until I'll start the think about showing him any respect.
Jay: He must have really pissed you off.
Alex: He did piss me off; he had no reason to yell at Dante. He wasn't in his way at all; he was just being a dick because Dante is young. So I've decided that I'm going to make him tap out, make him give up to win the match. Make it just a little more embarrassing for his second defeat in the company, he didn't win his first match and he's not going to win the second one. *smirks* To barrow from the Miz, my victory will be awesome.
Both Chris and Jay let out a laugh at this, Chris grins as he asks.
Chris: And after the match?
Alex gives a soft huff as he flushes slightly, before he then changes to a smile.
Alex: Then Artemis and I are going to grab some dinner, there are you happy?
Jay: Oh very happy.
Jay then points to Chris's phone, which is up on its side.
Chris: Especially since we managed to get it on video.
Alex: Guys!
Chris laughs and the camera starts to fade out as Alex tries to get the phone from his friends.
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Join date : 2016-08-09
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Shea Mon Jul 01, 2019 1:46 am
Miz is shown backstage, dressed in his ring gear, sunglasses hiding his eyes. He’s standing with his arms crossed, frowning. After a moment, Casey walks over with a microphone. He clears his throat to get Miz’s attention before putting on a professional tone.
Casey: Mind if I ask you a few questions before the show starts?
Miz: [raises his eyebrows at Casey] Well duh, it is your job!
Casey: [lets out a small sigh] Right. So, your match. Against Alex Sh-
Miz: [holds up a hand to stop him, scoffing] I’ll be happy if I never hear that loser’s name again.
Miz moves away from the wall, snatching the microphone.
Miz: I am NOT ‘that guy’. I don’t have to ‘earn respect’. I already did that! Remember the whole ‘chick magnet’ tag team gimmick I started with once I started in the WWE? Nobody liked the Miz. Nobody respected the Miz. You know what happened after I was FREED from that team? I put myself out there! I was there more shows than everybody’s beloved Cena. I fought against him, even with him. I fought damn hard and EARNED my spot as one of the top heels in the business. What the hell have YOU done recently Shelley?
He puts a hand to his ear, smirking after a silence.
Miz: That’s what I thought.
He reaches a hand up, taking off his sunglasses.
Miz: REALLY? You think you can make me tap out and embarrass me? Yeah, right. [he snorts] Nothing could be more embarrassing than that damn awful ‘MTV’s Real World’ or ‘Tough Enough’. What’s embarrassing is that you think you’ll actually win!
He laughs and puts his sunglasses back on.
Miz: Go ahead and bring your rookie. Hell, even bring Sabin. I’ll show you ALL why I act like I’m at the top. [he leans closer to the camera, speaking in a mock whisper] It’s because I am.
He shoves the microphone back in Casey’s hands before smirking at the blonde, then walking offscreen.
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Join date : 2016-08-03
Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Shea Mon Jul 01, 2019 2:39 am
The scene fades in to show Rin, kneeling, her head down. She is focused, hands resting on her legs. She does not look up, instead speaking softly as she remains in her position.
Rin: The World Class Championship. Hard to believe it, but here I am. I struggled to get myself through those small time Japan shows, as more and more of the female based ones disappeared… Shine was a light in the dark, beyond person demons and betrayals. I was honoured to be a part of their number, even more so to be their Champion, and for so long. I gave it up then, to take a risk and come here. My first match...was not a win, at least not literally. It was a win to me though, in the sense that I was finally being recognised as a true competitor, amongst both men and women. The second match, my win against that awful man, showed I deserve that place and people like him will never be allowed to hold me back.
A small smile appears on her lips.
Rin: And now, I get to face our current Champion, Nolee Angle, for the most prestigious Championship on this show. I am greatly looking forward to this challenge and I’m honoured she allowed me the opportunity. I will admit though, I am a little nervous… [she opens her eyes, showing concern] That is why I am trying to meditate, to calm myself. I must focus if I want to win.
She lifts her head to look properly at the camera, grinning.
Rin: And, of course, I want to win…
Rin: The World Class Championship. Hard to believe it, but here I am. I struggled to get myself through those small time Japan shows, as more and more of the female based ones disappeared… Shine was a light in the dark, beyond person demons and betrayals. I was honoured to be a part of their number, even more so to be their Champion, and for so long. I gave it up then, to take a risk and come here. My first match...was not a win, at least not literally. It was a win to me though, in the sense that I was finally being recognised as a true competitor, amongst both men and women. The second match, my win against that awful man, showed I deserve that place and people like him will never be allowed to hold me back.
A small smile appears on her lips.
Rin: And now, I get to face our current Champion, Nolee Angle, for the most prestigious Championship on this show. I am greatly looking forward to this challenge and I’m honoured she allowed me the opportunity. I will admit though, I am a little nervous… [she opens her eyes, showing concern] That is why I am trying to meditate, to calm myself. I must focus if I want to win.
She lifts her head to look properly at the camera, grinning.
Rin: And, of course, I want to win…
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Re: [File 404: Name Not Found] Promo Area
by Shea Mon Jul 01, 2019 2:59 am
Marco is shown training with a punching bag, very obviously venting some frustration on it. He notices the camera though and reaches a hand out to steady the bag before glancing at the screen.
Marco: So Remy thinks I’m not worth his time? Why? Because I was stuck with the paranoid kid? I thought I could work with him, help him even, but one mistake and he turned on me. [he shrugs] No matter. No matter… I’ll remind him why I was selected to join this place. I’ll show him I’m not one to be easily dismissed and forgotten because you’re having a sulk. Whatever it is you’re unhappy about, is not my problem Remy, but I certainly will take advantage of it.
With a laugh, he goes back to his punching bag.
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