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Post by Eʟʏsɪᴜᴍ Pʀᴏ on Feb 27, 2018 10:14:05 GMT -8
SUMMIT SERIES - IRON BLOCK
[Singles Match]
Psico vs. Samantha Hamilton
Deadline: Friday March 9th, 2018 at 11:59pm EST
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Post by Sam "The Titaness" Hamilton on Mar 6, 2018 11:23:08 GMT -8
6th March, 2018
7:03 AM
Phoenix, Arizona
Pueblo Grande Ruin "Psico, huh? So ... why are you here? No, seriously; why are you in Elysium?"The camera adjusts, revealing Sam in a tank top and ripped jean outfit. She walks amongst several of the preserved ruins before sitting in a nearby bench meant for visitors. Her head tilts as she rests her head in her right palm. "Your mindset greatly confuses me. You come into an amazing place like Elysium. And yet ... you want to do almost no work?" Her eyes roll as Samantha scoffs. "Do you realize what you've signed up for? If so, you should know wrestling just doesn't work that way. Really, it doesn't. In fact, the scientific definition of 'working' is moving from one place to another. Did you know that? My gut's saying no, so there's a free lesson for ya. The thing is, Psico, everyone - fictional or real - has had to do more than 'the bare minimum' amount of work to make an impact. Even Deadpool, whom you're doing a horrible job at imitating, gets stuff done. Sure, with a lot of crude humor and whatnot attached. But the point is, he gets more than you did accomplished. Your debut proves that much." Sam quickly raises a hand, as if he were in front of her and she thus was going to a defensive retort. "Don't misunderstand me. It did seem as if you got quite a few decent hits off Boots Martin. Clearly, though, those weren't enough, proven by the fact you failed to beat her. In that regard, I view Boots as similar to me; a woman not afraid to go for what she wants, nor is she nervous about getting her hands dirty. People like that, regardless of gender, are the ones I respect the most. You ... " As her voice trails off, the Titaness reaches down and produces a bottle of water that had been attached to one of the loops of her jeans. She undoes the cap, downs some of the cool liquid, and finishes her train of thought. "Quite frankly, you annoy me. Almost disgust me, in fact. But you know what?" Samantha leans forward, giving the lens a closer view of her face ... which now has the same, sadistic grin that was seen in her match against Vitoly. "I forgive you also. We're both only human, which means we're weak when it comes to encountering vices. Mine is Pride ... and sometimes Wrath. But Pride is by far my strongest sin. Yours, clearly, is Sloth. In an industry like this ... well, that is a problem. I'm not trying to judge you; nowhere near it. I'm simply stating facts. Sloth is something I have never succumbed to, let alone whilst I do something I have put so much time, blood, sweat, and tears into like wrestling. Therefore, the unfortunate truth is this." The Titaness pauses, purposely doing so for dramatic effect more than anything. "You're going to get your ass beat even worse than Volkov should you dare enter the ring with me. Especially if you truly wish to indulge in something like Sloth. You're new, so I'll give you benefit of the doubt in not knowing everything I can do. I can promise you, though, our match will be exactly what I vowed to Vitoly. My Heaven ... but your literal, living Hell. If you think the desert is brutal ... heh. I'll make you feel as if you were residing in the deepest layer of Hell possible. Ninth, if I'm not much mistaken. The heat alone will burn you alive. Should you somehow endure that, then my attacks will be even worse than anything Boots Martin gave you." Samantha takes a moment to crack her knuckles, neck, and finally back before eliciting a blissful sigh. "Muuuuuch better. Yeah though, I'm not just spouting words because I can. I've given everyone I've gone against a vow of some sort. And I have always followed through with them. Ask F.M. Young; even she can't deny I did that much despite not besting her in our recent fights. While we're on the topic of the Iron Division, I wanna add that in. How did you got here? That baffles me, very much so."Sam casually shrugs before reaching back and pulling a hair tie from her rear denim pocket. She begins tying her hair up in a ponytail while continuing her musings. "Whether it was luck or pity from Finale, I promise you neither of those will help you out. I've changed - another thing you no doubt can't recognize due to not being here very long. But with this chance having arrived, I refuse to let it go to waste. And I certainly will not lose to someone who doesn't give half a damn about fighting, let alone winning or even improving themselves. Redemption .... you better believe I want it. And if crushing you so badly that the rest of your days here will be filled with hopelessness and despair, so be it. By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish you had never been put against me. That's just the way it's gonna be." The Titaness pauses once more, double checking to ensure she didn't forget anything. She snaps her fingers and pulls her phone out. "Ahh, right, right. So, I found an image while browsing around. I thought it suited you really well, so I wanted to show it off before I end this promo." A few swipes and movements of her fingers later, the following image appears on her Iphone. Sam's grin widens. A few soft chuckles can even be heard as she lowers her hand after a bit. "I personally feel that fits you to a tee. Anyway ... it's getting warm. I'll see you in seventy-two hours, regardless of whether you're ready or not."Samantha offers the camera a mock salute, followed by a wave. Soon, the camera shuts off and the scene vanishes.
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Post by Psico on Mar 7, 2018 21:01:20 GMT -8
People have been acting as though I should be down about my loss last week to Flip-flops Martin. My question is, why? You can have the tightest sphincter on god’s green Earth but you’re still only one sneeze at the wrong moment away from having a shitty time. Which is exactly what my match last week was. It was a sneeze at the wrong moment. It was a shitty time. On top of all of that it was an out-lier. Anybody that knows anything about me knows that losses are something that are few and far between. When one pops up there’s no reason to panic and throw everything that got me here out the window. After all if you get drunk one night at the bar and go home with a girl named Consuela. Then find out that you drank way too much and can’t get it up. That doesn't mean that you need to throw your whole dick away does it? EXACTLY!
Truth be told I actually feel more okay with losing to Flip-flops than I should. Watching Black Panther and seeing the effect that it’s had on people warmed my heart a bit. Representation is important people, very important. People from all walks of life need to have it. They need to be able to see somebody like them be successful. Take Flip-flops for example. Her concept of how this business works is laughable. She talks about work like she actually does it but has no idea what her opponents have done in the past. She thinks semantics are a good foundation to build insults on. Overall she’s just plain moronic.
Yet, last week the mighty sun shone down on the dimwitted dog’s asshole that is Flip-flops Martin and she won. People like her needed that! All of the morons of the world struggling to get through life. They can look at Flip-flops and be proud. If somebody like that was able to beat somebody like me then anything is possible. Donald Trump could become president of the fucking United States! Oh wait… We did that already. My point still remains. Although, we might actually be over doing it because it seems like Samantha Hamilton is representing the same kind of people that Flip-flops and Trump are.
Hola Samtaro, I’ve got to ask you this directly. Representation is good, there’s no doubt about that. However, did you really need to oversaturate the moronic role model market? Flip-flops is already doing an outstanding job on the female front. Plus on the male front you’ve always got Donald Trump leading the way. So, why go out of your way to put yourself in that category? You were already seen as a jacked up muscle hamster who’s just been spinning in her wheel for her entire career. Now you want to add moronic to that equation as well? Look Sammy, if that’s what you want then you’re about to get flamed the same way Flip-flops did. Only this time after I’ve verbally turned you into a pile of ash. You aren’t going to be able to redeem yourself inside the ring like Flip-flops did. Lightning isn’t going to strike in the same place twice. After all, It’s blatantly obvious that I’m not you. Having lightning strike in the same place twice is kinda your thing.
I’m not about to lose to dumbass then lose to dumbass 2 the remix. Which is exactly what you sounded like Samma-lama-ding-dong. A bad remix of Flip-flops. Both of you asked questions about me that have already been answered. It’s not like these answers are locked away in a sex dungeon somewhere. These answers are out in the open for everybody to see. Anybody who was looking for them would be able to easily find them. Neither one of you were actually looking for the answers to those questions. You just wanted to throw those questions out there because you thought it made you sound good in your promos. The problem is that anybody with a functioning brain can see how hypocritical that is. Especially when you go on to lecture me about giving minimal effort.
Hey, at least I don’t make terrible attempts at hiding what I’m doing. I tell everybody straight up that I’m going to give minimal effort because that’s all I need to give. It’s all I’ve ever needed to give. It’s exactly what has gotten me here because when your talent is at the level that mine is, it’s all you need. Ask Randy Moss, he’ll tell you all about it. I can understand the visceral response that me being Mr. Minimal Effort gets. Most people in Elysium had to work their asses off to get here. A lot of them like Sam-Ham-Ham Hamilton had to work their asses off to get here only to struggle once arriving.
So, I understand. When you see a guy who doesn't work half as hard as you but is going to be more successful based purely on god given talent and working smarter than you. It pisses you the hell off. It makes you do things without thinking them through. Like asking why a guy was signed to Elysium. A guy who was undefeated in FireSky. The same federation that Kevin Moss came from. Finale put two and two together and he got four then signed me. Meanwhile Shamilton, not only couldn't you get four. You weren't even smart enough to see the equation. That’s why in your world I was signed out of pity. That’s why in your world you think that you’re going to hurt me. That’s why in your world you think you’re going to win this. Samtaro… This match isn't taking place in your world and you're in for one hell of a reality check.
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Post by Sam "The Titaness" Hamilton on Mar 8, 2018 21:04:12 GMT -8
8th March, 2018
16:08 PM
Phoenix, Arizona
Talking Stick Resort Arena When the camera finishes focusing, it reveals the Titaness already in the center of the stadium for the upcoming fight. Rather than wearing her more customary in-ring attire - or anything casual - she's wearing an elegant, long black cloak. Beside her is a chair, with the same CD player that has been seen in previous promos. She holds up a finger, wearing a sly smirk. The grin is mostly cloaked by the black fabric, but if one looks carefully enough, they can see the wicked smile on Sam's face. She leans down, pressing the play button as some ominous music begins playing. "There we go," she finally states in a matter-of-fact tone. "I had to set the mood. It matters greatly, you see. Not just for this promo, but our upcoming fight." Samantha tilts her head to the side before clicking her tongue in disappointment. "I just want to say real fast that I was rather let down in your retort ... if you can call it that. Most of it was focused on anything but me, or even our encounter. And even then, what points you mentioned regarding said topics felt ... weak."The Titaness leans against the ropes, slowly pulling her hood down to finally expose her face. "Furthermore, your so-called history makes your gimmick all the more confusing. You say you hail from FireSky - or did you mean Skyfire? - and were undefeated there. Let's assume this is true. My issue with that is ... then why are you in these fields wanting to do the bare minimum?" She shrugs, deciding any rhetorical answer doesn't matter much at this point. "It isn't just me, for the record, who's baffled with your mindset. I've seen Young and even Boots speaking with you. I'm sure you remember these ... " Sam takes a moment to reach into a pocket, produces her phone yet again, and shows a screenshot she's saved. "I made a note to include that particular note from Boots because ... she's right. I waited quite a while; around eight days, in fact. And only when I advertised my promotion to you did you notice me. Do you think that little of me? Another insulting thought ... well, it would be, if you were facing the old Titaness. Unfortunately for you - and everyone else here - I have been awakened. Reborn. Just like the lyrics from Amazing Grace, I used to be - proverbially - blind. But now ... oh, I most definitely see. From the error of my ways, to who I truly am, and all the things I need to do. My first and most immediate task? Simple." She points with her right index finger, right at the lens ... as if Psico were in front of her. "You, unfortunately, are in my way. If you wish to keep your 'minimum effort' train of thought, so be it. But I have a goal, a purpose. Finale has, no doubt, given me this third opportunity to show him - and everyone here - I have grown stronger since my last fight against F.M. Young. These fights for the Summit Series ... they are my world. I refuse to let you take that away from me."Her arms cross over her chest as Samantha continues her talk. "You called me the dumb-ass, but are you sure about that? Have you even watched any of my previous fights here? Or are you just making assumptions? Have you never heard the saying that goes along with assumptions? They make an ass out of you and an ass out of me? If you have ... you'll know I don't simply waltz into the ring unprepared. I enter with determination, will power, and so much more. And now that I have become my true self?" Sam's smirk widens further. "I'm going to be even more devastating than I have thus far. Vitoly was but the first of many to see the true me. Even the commentators took note of my metamorphosis." "Oh, how right they were. And all the damage I did against Vitoly? Most definitely not a fluke. Nor is anything I'm going to do to you, Psico. You will never be the same, just like Volkov. When you come into the ring with me, I will break something; your spirit, a bone or two, your pride, your ego ... or anything else I have missed."Sam takes a moment to reach back and actually undoes her ponytail rather than tie her hair up like she usually would. After every blonde strand falls down her back, she resumes speaking. "I realize that I may sound like I'm underestimating you. However, I can back my talk up. I've earned wins here. Even if you were elsewhere, that's in your past. Your undefeated record does not transfer here, unfortunately for you." The Titaness chuckles, her smirk expanding yet again. "Ohh, I can hardly wait! Of course, this likely won't be any fun for you. Then again, you can take this in the same way you did with your fray against Boots Martin; don't let it upset you."Samantha quietly thinks for a few moments, nodding after seeming to contemplate on something. "The time is drawing near. You can do one of two things. Put up or shut up. The choice is yours, Psico. But know you will get an even more brutal beating than what Boots gave you. Soon, you will enter your breathing, living Hell ... while I indulge myself in my gorgeous Heaven. Prepare yourself." The Titaness offers the camera one last wave,then grabs her possessions, shutting the music off in the process. Seconds later, the camera turns off, causing the scene to disappear altogether.
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Post by Psico on Mar 9, 2018 18:54:45 GMT -8
You know what’s cool about promos? You get two of them. So, let’s say that you want to do something insane. Something completely bonkers. Let’s say that you want to recap what happened in your last match as a way to transition into talking about your next match. Well, you can do it! Want to know another cool and completely mind blowing thing that you can do in your promos? If your opponent for this show makes exactly the same points as your opponent from the last show then you can discuss the two of them together in order to show that. What!?!?! That’s insanity!!!
Insanity? Nah, it makes perfect sense. Even more so now. You know why Shamiltion? It’s because you’ve once again decided to follow in Flip-flops’ footsteps. This time by rehashing her desperate portrayal of a victim. As she tried to beg off after mentioning me one too many times. Funny that you only included tweets from Flip-flops and her emotional support animal by the way. Actually no, that’s probably the only thing you’ve done that actually makes sense. The responses I already made to those tweets don’t help your newfound “I’m the victim” narrative so why would you bother? Know what else doesn’t help your insistence on playing the victim in a desperate attempt to create a “gotcha” moment?
Tweeting and retweeting non stop about gun violence before even doing a promo against me this week? Where does your true focus lie Shamiltion? Are you even taking me seriously?!?!? How dare you talk about anything other than me! See how stupid that sounds? Trust me, it doesn’t sound any better coming out of a muscle bound white chick. In your haste to follow Flip-flops' and her support animal's lead in playing the victim. All you’ve done is prove my point many times over. You’re a hypocrite who doesn’t know what she’s getting into.
Me on the other hand? I’m well aware. Unlike everybody else in this federation my observational abilities work just fine. Which is why I saw your match against Volkov for exactly what it was. You looking good because that’s what you were supposed to do. See, you thought bringing up your metamorphosis against Volkov would shut me up. You thought it would put me in my place because I wasn’t paying attention to it. In reality I understand exactly what happened in that match while once again you prove your ignorance.
Think about it. You want to critique me and my promos but what about Volkov? He didn’t even bother doing a promo against you. None. Nor did he do one against the opponent before you. That’s the win that you really want to hang your hat on in order to prove something? It looked to me like a win against a guy with one foot already out the door. By the way Shamilton, why are you even talking about Volkov? Isn’t your match against me this week? See how that works Shammy?
Never did I think that I would need to spoon feed my opponents like this. Especially my opponents here in Elysium. Where every roster member is a future wrestling legend. Well, that’s if you buy into the hyperbole the rest of the roster has been spewing. Between all the chest beating and grunting they’ve been doing of course. That’s okay though, if the Elysium chimps want to rally together and pick ticks off of each other. Then form a united feces throwing front against bad ol’ Psico. It’s fine. They can even put on little chimpanzee cheerleading outfits and come down to ringside to root for each other. Oh, and how about getting some little flags that say “you can’t win without working hard”? It makes no difference to me. They can sling all of the shit that they want. They can scream as loud as they want. They can do whatever they want but it doesn’t make them any less wrong.
Saying that I can’t win by giving minimal effort shows a complete lack of awareness for the business that we’re in. Second of all it shows a complete lack of awareness for who their opponent is. After all, on my Elysium roster page everything is laid out right there. Under fighting style it says...
“Well rounded skills that are completely overshadowed by a blatant disregard for the rules.”
Yet not one person could look at that then listen to the things I’ve said and come up with an intelligent conclusion. Nope, just over emotional visceral reactions to the effect of...
“Hur dur, you can’t win by giving minimal effort. That’s umpossible.”
Uh… it is if you cheat you fucking dingleberries. I feel like a movie villain giving the heroes his diabolical plan. Only I’m not worried that I’m going to get thwarted like they always do. Oh no, you see the movie heroes actually have a few brain cells. These great Elysium roster members? I’m convinced half of them spend their free time eating their toenail clippings.
Do you understand it now Shamilton? There’s a big difference between you and I. The reason that I’ll emerge victorious. KISS! Keep it simple stupid. While you’re trying to hurt me. While you're trying to break me. While you're trying to prove that your last match wasn't a fluke. And while you're trying to make sure I’m in a living hell. All I’m going to be trying to do is beat you in the easiest way possible. By whatever means I need to. Want to know why Shamiltion? It's because that’s all I need to do in order to win. All I need is a three count. Minimal effort.
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