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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Jul 19, 2015 3:18:30 GMT
Welcome to Chicago Match: Devin Danger vs Joanna Jane Tarzanna vs Matt Harrow vs Geki Nitoh
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Post by Dave on Jul 19, 2015 23:11:52 GMT
“My name is Matt Harrow,” I say, facing the 2CW camera for the first time. As I am standing in front of a 2CW banner, dressed in an ICONIC Academy t-shirt and training shorts, I am looking straight at the camera, my game face on. Not needing anything else.
“My name, however, is not as important as my actions, and the events that will start happening at REDEFINE:12. What actions, and what events, you ask? Well, that is fairly simple,” I smirk briefly. “After being an NCAA standout, I took up pro-wrestling here in the ICONIC Academy, and I have been a standout here as well. Why? Well, many people here at the academy have talent. They have “it”, you know. But they lack one thing that I possess. Intensity. Eversince my amateur wrestling days, people have called me The Emperor of Intensity, for my unquestionable ability to use the toughest moves possible so effectively that I make every canvas I step foot on, every ring I step into, MINE!” I yell as I point at myself before crossing arms across the chest.
“My run in 2CW will be no different. As every good emperor, I come to take over. I know you, 2CW fans are used to a certain level of competition. High level, that is. You love the athleticism of your World Champion Johnny Ajax. You love the technical excellence of the likes of John Pariah and Declan Black. You enjoy the raw power of Brock Whitworth. They are the cream of the crop. I came to Second City Wrestling to face them, to face those men who have a legit claim to be the best in the world, and ultimately, to beat them. As I said… you guys are used to a high level of competition, but you should get ready to see me, Matt Harrow, bring the competition a level higher.
I was born and raised in Windy City. This is my empire. At this week’s REDEFINE, as all the fans in my hometown scream my name, I will give them everything they ever wanted to see inside that ring and more… and I will start my way to the top, where I belong.”
The scene fades out.
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Post by Dave on Jul 21, 2015 10:20:02 GMT
“I make my debut this Saturday,” I say to open my second ever promo, as the camera finds me sitting on a bench in a locker room after a training. “REDEFINE:12 is gonna be a historic night, as 2CW goes live with the first 2 hour episode, commercial free, and with a one-for-the-ages main event in Declan Black vs. John Pariah. I suggest you tun the channel on early to see my performance in the opening contest, the so called Welcome To Chicago match.” I chuckle as I make a pause in my speech.
“It’s funny, really, because I don’t need to have a welcome match. As I have said, Chicago is my home, people know my name, my face, and my skills. They will live the moment with me when I get my hand raised. However, I do feel the need to talk about the trio of my opponents. I face Joanna Tarzanna, a young woman from the jungle. Geki Nitoh, a stuntsman. And Devin Danger, supposedly a major movie star. See a pattern in that?” I ask, raising my eyebrow. “Because I do.”
I get up, still with my eyes set firmly on the camera.
“Tarzanna, Nitoh and Danger are all characters. Yeah, they have talent, undeniably. If they didn’t, they wouldn’t make the cut to be in 2CW. But they are those guys you remember for their roles and gimmicks. For the stories they lived and tell. For the persona they shape themselves into in front of the camera. I’m not like them. I’m not a character, I am a wrestler. Simple as that, what you see me do in front of the camera is not a gimmick I made up on a sleepless night, it’s hundred percent who I truly am. You won’t remember me for my colorful life story, but you will sure as hell remember me for the wonders I do in the ring and the punishment I’ll unleash. And the Welcome to Chicago match?”
I smirk.
“When the dust is settled in a few months, maybe you will remember that there was a lady from the jungle, a stuntsman, and an egotistical star in that ring. But you will DEFINITELY remember that they all got beat up by Matt Harrow.
See you on Saturday.”
The scene fades.
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Post by Devin Danger on Jul 22, 2015 4:32:50 GMT
The dimly lit scene opens to a man with a blonde ponytail standing in front of a black backdrop, facing away from the camera.
“Lights!”
“Camera!”
“Action!”
The room illuminates and the man spins on his heel to face the camera. He smiles from ear to ear as he slides the sunglasses he was wearing down to bridge of his nose.
“Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the Danger Zone. My name is… wait for it…. DEVIN DANGER! And for the first time in the history of Second City Wrestling you are truly in the presence greatness. My fans demanded it and I have arrived to give this struggling company some true star power!”
Devin removes the sunglasses placing them in the chest pocket of the orange tanktop that covered his bronze chest.
“Maybe you didn’t recognize me but I starred in the one of the biggest Hollywood blockbusters of the summer…. Jurassic World. I’m prominently featured for around 8 tenths of a second when the Pterodactyls are attacking. I have no idea why IMDB chose to list my pivotal role as “Uncredited”, just wait for the Blu-Ray I’m sure I’ll make the cover. I mean come on Chris Pratt doesn’t even have guns like these.”
Devin flexes his arms.
“But I digress; none of you are watching this to hear about my budding career in Tinsletown. This is about my pro wrestling debut in just a few days. My opponents in this Welcome to Chicago match are Joanna Jane Tarzanna, Geki Nitoh, and Matt Harrow. Now if I had to judge my opponents just based on name alone I would guess I’d be facing a hillbilly tranny from the jungle, an Asian root you take to improve your memory, and the most boring man on earth.”
Again Devin smiles, proud of his own wit.
“Now while we’ve yet to hear from Joanna Jane Transsexual or Ginko Biloba, Mr. Harrow has done all he can to prove my assumption right. Good God man can you even talk to yourself without falling asleep? “I’m a wrestler.” No shit, we all are. I’m sorry Matt but you’re supposed toughness and intensity can’t prepare you for the natural athleticism and jaw dropping showmanship I bring to the ring. While you were practicing Hammerlocks at the ICONIC Academy I was perfecting a Double Rotation Moonsault in a state of the art facility. I may or may not bust that bad boy out in my debut; you and those other two bums probably aren’t worth it though Harrow.”
His brow wrinkles in disgust at the thought of his opponents.
“Folks, I’m a Super-FUCKING-Star, not all those guys Matt provided verbal fellatio to in his piss poor excuse for a promo.”
Devin winks at the camera.
“By the end of the night I will have dazzled you all with so many death defying moves that you’ll forget everyone else on the show including all the names Matt Harrow dropped when he should have been talking about ME!”
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Post by Devin Danger on Jul 23, 2015 6:14:41 GMT
“Are you really going to be a Storm Trooper in the new Star Wars movie Devin?”
Devin looked down at the stunning brunette nuzzled up to his chest on the right side as he sat back against the headboard of the king size bed in his luxury suite at the Ritz-Carlton in Downtown Chicago.
“You bet your sweet ass, I’ll give you girls a private screening.”
“Really?”
The gorgeous red head on his left shrieked as she set up in bed.
“You know it.”
Devin lifts his arm and glances at the gold Rolex, presumably the only thing he was wearing.
“Ladies, you’ll have to excuse me I’ve got a bit of business to tend to but I’ll be back for round 6 shortly.”
“Ok Daddy, we’ll keep each other company until you get back.”
Devin grinned as the red head leaned down and locked lips with the brunette and he squeezed out from between them and slipped on a pair of silk lounge pants and walked out onto the balcony of the suit where a camera was conveniently setup. He glanced up at the night sky above the busy city below him and began to speak.
“We’re all just stars in the sky but some shine more brightly than others and I’m the brightest star of all. If you haven’t figured it out yet, my opponents at REDEFINE:012 are intimidated by my intellect, wit, and charm and they haven’t even seen what I can do in the ring yet. Just wait till I start kicking them in the face.”
Devin takes a sip from a glass of champagne sitting on the balcony rail.
“Matt Harrow was full of fire till I got around to opening my mouth. Such scathing yet completely true words came forth that he decided to just shut up and take the same route as the jungle freak and the guy who wasn’t talented enough to be an actor so he became a stunt man. It won’t make the beating any less painful, but maybe slightly less embarrassing for the three of you.”
Devin leans against the rail and folds his arms.
“You know… I’ve watched all the rest of the promos so far this week and I know I just got here but there’s such a dramatic gap between three or four guys and the rest of the roster it’s ridiculous. I won’t name names because I’m not Harrow but I feel like even though I just got here, from a verbal stand point I belong in the same class as that group of guys. In a very short time I’ll be there, and not just because I can out talk to the rest of you hacks but because I can out wrestle you too. REDIFINE:012 is just the start. My name is Devin Danger and I’m a Super-FUCKING-Star, you’ll see.”
Fade to black.
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Post by joanna on Jul 23, 2015 20:42:52 GMT
The scene opens with Joanna Jane Tarzanna, doing something different for preparation for her debut match in Second City Wrestling, playing golf. Joanna swung her driver and hit the ball 400 yards. "That was a great shot, I mean, not surprising, I am very strong." Joanna said as she put the club in her bag. "I bet that my opponents can't hit a golf ball four inches. I'm going to have to guess that mister movie extra is only wrestling because he can't act. I know that I can wrestle, I used to wrestle apes in the Amazon rainforest. I had to fight to survive, I had to wrestle my way out of an Anaconda's grip, and they don't let go if you tap out, an Anaconda will crush you to death." Joanna said as she looked into the camera. "But mister movie extra probably couldn't even last one minute on this golf course let alone the Amazon, probably would drop dead half way between the clubhouse and the first tee, did I say those two things right?" Joanna asked a course employee who was actually holding the camera "yes you did Miss Tarzanna." The employee said "please, call me Jo, or jungle Jo actually" Joanna said with a smile. "Anyway, mister movie extra, I'm coming to show you, and everyone in second city wrestling that this Tarzan Girl is always ready for a fight and will be the winner." Joanna said as the scene ends with her flexing her muscles
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