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Post by Eʟʏsɪᴜᴍ Pʀᴏ on Nov 6, 2017 19:11:22 GMT -8
Iron Championship [Iron Rules Triple Threat Match] Helena Handbasket vs. Seth Gile vs. Anthony Xavier [c]
Deadline: Friday November 17th, 2017 @ 11:59pm Limits: Two Promos of 1000 Words Each [Maximum]
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Post by Helena Handbasket on Nov 8, 2017 18:01:38 GMT -8
 When the camera first turns on, Helena is already in frame, wearing her signature yellow goggles and Screw U pendant. Her usual baggy clothes hang off her thin but muscled body. Helena stares at the camera with an uncharacteristically blank expression, before crossing her arms over her chest in a confuzzled sort of way. The wild woman picks up one foot and stretches her leg out so it's off frame, then slowly slides her whole body out of view, the last to go being her still perplexed expression as her head vanishes from sight. Within moment's a giggle can be heard that proceeds Helena Handbasket sliding back into frame from the other side of the shot. Booted foot first, then leg, then full body edging into the view. This time she's wearing the welders goggles, her pendant and leather jacket over baggy multi-colored jinco jeans and a crop top. The blond gives that manic grin before clapping her hands causing a loud echo that makes the colors of the scene go inverted momentarily before jumping back to normal. "Sup, Paarrttaayy Peeps! Jump cuts are lovely aren't they? I've taken the time to do a little bit more editing in this video than my previous one. Who say's production value is for big dogs? Not with a proxy server and access to free Sony Vegas it's not! You're not all here to hear about that though, you're here to find out what I have to say! Believe you, me, it's gonna be A LOT! So pop a seat dolls, Momma's got words to get out...In a projectile vomit sort of way."
Helena reaches into her jacket and fishes around in an incredibly overly exaggerated way, finally stuffing her hand down the front of her shirt and pulling out some documents that have been stapled together. She sets it in front of the camera lens and snaps her fingers so the camera appears to snap into focus on the pages. Most of it is blurred out except bits pertaining to performer video promotions. It becomes clear this is Helena's Elysium contract. "Now, I've taken precautions to avoid spoilers and blurred out the important bits. The thing I'd like to draw your attention too however, is the bit where it say's all performers are contractually obligated to several promotions video's per-fight for all fights. I won't bore you with all the backstage bullshit, but suffice to say, these have strict time limits. Shh! Stop it! I can hear the clickity clack of the keyboards now...Helena! You cry....And SHUT UP I'MM GETTING TO THAT! Is my reply! What does this have to do with anything? A lot actually, as I've noticed Your...not mine...Esteemed Elysium Iron Champion has this rather...scummy...Let's just call it peculiar habit of posting both of his in the very last hours of the very last day of that deadline. The only thing I really wanna say about that is, dude, please, I'm asking you politely. Weirdass city gay to yokel former potato farmer luchadore. Do not do that this time."
The blond folds up her contract by shaking it and catching it in her hand all in one go before tucking it away again with a wink and a flourish. "That aside, I've watched all of Anthony Anthony's video's in preparation for this. I will hand it to the dude that nobody has been able to take that thing from him so far and I get the feeling he's a 'cold dead hands' type of fella, but I can work with that. The things he stresses are his work ethic and his ability to adapt to situations. Submission Magician my Voodoo friend, you can't adapt to chaos. I might not seem like I've got that lion heart, but what I do have, is an expertise on submission holds and the flexibility of a horny ferret! I am chaos, like Bruce Leroy I've got the glow! And much like Bruce Lee, I've trained myself to never have a set strength or style. I've been pushing again and again, throwing myself at the wall of other bigger better people until I could be as flexible in mind as I am body...That may have cost me a bit of sanity...I only miss it sometimes...But it's all to my advantage."
Grabbing the camera, Helena shoves it in her face again, showing her eyes up close before stepping back so the camera can get a full length body shot of her as she gestures frantically up and down with her hands. "See all this? You won't be dealing with any of this in that ring. I think you'll find once inside that quadrangular stage I'm going to be something you haven't seen in any of these videos. One might say I'll be downright focused...Which when it comes to me is pretty damn dangerous. Unlike Cue-baldy and Mr. Motivational speeches, I don't have to be a wrestler, I've got the skills and talent to do well for myself elsewhere. I choose to be a wrestler and I choose to be damn good at it, A.D.H.D is a bitch, I'd prefer to moving and working at the same time. I struck out at Badd Breed, because unlike them, I know my legacy is only a matter of time. I hate bullies and I hate fakes, I'm here to stand up for everyone like me, that gets shoved around by everyone like Seth Gile, my other opponent. I'm not too worried about him, glass is a hell of an easy weakness. I won't be going down so hard to so fast. The only real question here is...D-Do you love me? And for the people at home, the answer is a resounding YES!"
With that last bit said, Helena vaults over the camera and out of frame, before reappearing in view once again in her first outfit to stare silently at the audience with her arms crossed until the video feed stops.
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Post by Anthony Xavier on Nov 16, 2017 18:59:05 GMT -8
Anthony Xavier stands in front of an old Southern home. He's wearing his signature three-piece suit and he's carrying the Elysium World Championship with him. Xavier: Howdy, there! In case you're wondering, that is the ol' family home you can see in the back. This is my grandparents' home, just out of town, and this is the place where I very much grew up in, playin' around with my cousins and just enjoying life. Golly, I do miss those days, when I think about it... But enough about all that sappiness, huh? Let's do this once again, shall we? You already know the deal, after all! This Sunday, at the Staples Center in the lovely city of Los Angeles, yours truly, the Submission Magician, Anthony Xavier, will defend the Elysium Iron Championship against not one but two opponents, and not just any opponent! We're talking about two... very interesting characters, may I say.Xavier looks down and giggles for a few seconds. Xavier: Sorry 'bout that. Now, as I was saying... You have on one side a relative newcomer to the company, Helena Handbasket and you also have someone like Seth Gile, member of the Badd Breed. I'm sure that if you saw the last episode of Frontline, you know what happened after my match against Tiami Erickson, and the reason for this match to happen. Helena tried to attack Tiami and Seth defended her, and a big brawl almost happened, all that, I'm sure you know. So, I'm gonna guess that there must be some sort of animosity between the two of 'em right now, even though, to be fair with y'all, nothing Helena Handbasket does makes any sense whatsoever.
Anthony looks back at the house and smiles. Xavier: So, what could I tell you about the match that you don't know of? Uhmmm... The Iron Rules very much overlap with the Triple Threat stipulation, with that being said, I carry no intention of, y'know, "going hardcore" or anything like that. I mean, I know Helena tends to carry a... golf club or something, dunno, and Seth Gile doesn't have a signature move, but he's quite capable with anything you give him. I like to keep things simple, you know. I just follow the wrestling style I'm known for, and the one I know best. I know to some people that might seem boring, or at least too orthodox, but it's true to myself, I guess. That is my style, and that very style made me win what's now MY title.Xavier raises the belt and puts it back on his shoulder. Xavier: Believe me, it's gonna be veeery cold in hell the day I stop fighting for what's mine. This belt might not mean the same to most people as the World Championship does, it might not be as important to some as the Hybrid Championship, but to me, this title means absolutely everything. You know how they say: the suit don't make the man, and in this case, the belt definitely doesn't make the champion. My goal remains the same it's been since the first time I fought for this belt: to make it as important, if not more, than any other title out there.
He looks down and takes a deep breath. Xavier: Well, as you already know, this title represents a chance I was given, a chance to redeem myself. I hope you remember this, the last time I was involved in a triple threat match in this company, I failed to win said match. It was supposed to be my introduction to the world of Elysium. But I lost. I wasn't even involved in the decision, I got kicked out of the ring and I was unable to get back in time. Imagine how disappointed I was after that. But that's the way she goes, I guess. Ever since that match, I made myself a promise, yeah. He looks back up with a big smile on his face. Xavier: That I would never let an opportunity like that go to waste again. No matter what. Y'know? Some say that success comes from two things, basically: preparation, and taking advantage of the opportunities given. So, on the following episode of Frontline, I followed that advice, and that's how the story of Anthony Xavier as the Iron Champion began. Those two things... And if you don't have those two things, you ain't going nowhere.Xavier smirks and nods agreeingly. Xavier: So, that's what I try to do, every couple of weeks in this company: preparation and taking advantage of opportunities. That is my commitment to this business. I have to do this very thing on every single episode: I go out there and I break my back every single time, giving 110 percent every single week, just so that this title doesn't leave my waist... and I do it with a big smile on my face. No champion can say they've defended a title more times than I have, and nobody can say I haven't given you my all every. single. darn. time.
Anthony looks determined as he points to the championship again. Xavier: I've taken more than a few share of punches in my life, been called a buncha names along the way, I've had to struggle almost constantly so I can be where I am now. That's what my journey has been so far, and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. So, I couldn't care less about what Helena Handbasket or Seth Gile might think of me; they could call me a punk, a hick, a yokel, whatever, that''s not who I am. I'm Anthony Xavier, the Iron Champion, and the guy who's gonna make one of them tap this Sunday.
That day, God willing, I'll have my third successful defense of my title. And trust me when I tell you that it's not gonna be my last. See you guys then.Xavier waves goodbye and starts walking back to the house.
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Post by Anthony Xavier on Nov 17, 2017 19:32:33 GMT -8
The scene starts with Anthony Xavier, talking on the phone.
Xavier: Alright, I understand... Don't worry about it. I love you, see you soon!
He hangs up, and after a few seconds, he looks at the camera.
Xavier: You've been waitin' for a while, so let's get this done, alright?
Anthony is in his hotel room, sitting in a lounge chair. The Iron Championship is placed in a nightstand right beside him. He's wearing a dark hoodie, a pair of jeans and some sneakers.
Xavier: Sorry you're gonna do this so late. I just made it here... Alright... Let's just do this once again, shall we? I just talked to you guys yesterday, I know, but if you ask me, I'll tell ya that I still have plenty to say about my opponents at Hallowed Ground. I'm... known for making a lot of research, and that's what I'm gonna do.
He points at a big stash of folders and other pieces of information he has with him.
Xavier: So, let's start with one of 'em. Seth Gile is someone I've faced in the past: he was involved in the original War of Attrition match, if you recall correctly; he could've been the Iron Champion if things had worked out for him. He calls himself 'One in a Million' or something, so that can pretty much tell you a lot about his character. He couldn't be more convinced that he's the man, even if results don't seem to... Back it up, you know. Well, anyways...
He grabs a folder with the name "Seth Gile" and starts reading it.
Xavier: Uhhh... What else? He won his match two weeks ago against Wyatt Warner, and after that, he got involved in this scenario due to the fact that he came out and defended his Badd Breed partner, Tiami Erickson. A brief... scuffle started after that, and well, the match went down. I've seen more than enough of Seth Gile in the ring, I know his style and his signature moves. Not that different than, say, Jake Archer in his demeanor. Just your standard guy who thinks he's above and beyond everyone else, no biggie. As always, the bigger they think they are, the harder they fall.
He runs his fingers through his hair.
Xavier: On the other hand, I can't say the same about Helena Handbasket. She's Her style seems to be quite unorthodox, as I said yesterday. I can't very much say that I've seen a lot of her, considering her only Elysium match was a very short one, to say the least. She managed to dominate her opponent thanks to the use of some very interesting moves that caught him off guard. She also claimed to come from a family of wrestlers, while also saying that she doesn't have to be a wrestler, 'cause she's got skills to make it anywhere'. Well, deary me, gotta ask her, if you're so much to wrestle, you might as well stop doing it, huh?
He shrugs and smiles.
Xavier: Not much can be understood 'bout her. And I guess I made many assumptions from Gile too, who might surprise me. I know very much that I must expect the unexpected, buuut I trust my style and my strengths, and just like I know what I can do, I know what they can't do, and that's what matters the most: they can't beat me.
Xavier points at himself with a smug smile on his face.
Xavier: Yeah, they can't beat me. I could sit and do what I always do, just mention the reasons why my 'superior skills' will help me get through, despite the wrestling style my opponent could use. But even if that was always the case, the reason why they can't beat me goes far above and beyond that. I can't give you guys more than I do right now. Every couple of weeks. On every show, I go out there and I DELIVER. Don't care if you wanna see it or not! But it's the truth!
He gets up and grabs the title.
Xavier: I deliver. Need evidence? Look at the title. Every time I'm out there, I steal the show. And I'm gonna keep on doing that no matter what. This Sunday, I'm gonna go out there, I'm gonna look at the people in the arena, and they'll be cheering me, and that will drive me forward. That's what I really need to succeed, that drive, that passion, 'cause when you have that, boy, nothing else matters. So, as long as the good people of Los Angeles have my back, I can't fail. Don't matter if my opponents try to pin me at the same time, I'll kick out; might try to submit me, and I'll escape, I won't tap out; might try to bring me down countless times, but I'll get up again. I can't fail...
After a few seconds of looking down, he nods agreeingly.
Xavier: That's right, I can't fail. I don't know what the heck I'll have to do, but I can't fail. Probabilities might be against me, I guess, there's a 66% chance, at least, of me losing the title. This is a triple threat, after all, and that probably means that the circumstances are against me. If they wanted to, my opponents could easily team up against me and take me out of the match: I have a huge target on my back. All I can do right now is stay true to myself and what I believe in, I'm gonna fight tooth and nail to defend what I've achieved with this title, and most importantly, I will win. I fought so hard to get to where I am in life right now, and I plan to continue fighting 'til the day I die. Seth and Helena could say anything about me, but they can't beat me in the ring, where it really counts, and that's exactly what will go down on Sunday. Goodbye.
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Post by Helena Handbasket on Nov 17, 2017 19:35:20 GMT -8
 Today our story starts in the middle of a road, but not just any middle of the road because in the middle of this road is a bathtub and sitting in that bathtub is Helena Handbasket. The wild blond takes a draw of her vape pen and lets out a huge breath of steam through another manic grin.
"Partay Peeps! I didn't see you lot there! Look, I'm just gonna come clean and tell you right now I can't explain this. Why? Of all my strengths in life, impulse control probably isn't one of them. How? A junkyard. Why is it in the middle of the road? Laziness mostly, cast iron bathtubs are heavier than they first appear. But check this!"
Helena jumps out of the bathtub and the shot reveals that the thing has been duck taped to caster wheels and that Helena is wearing a white pair of roller blades. Gingerly she lifts one foot and kicks the bathtub so that it rolls with a rickety sound out of the road.
"Whoops! Hey you know, people say I'm interesting...I think the word they're looking for insanity as a coping mechanism."
The Hellion spins herself around in a twirl, then triple axel's out of frame, the camera spins to follow her. It's clear someone with equal skill is following her with a go-pro attached to them as the Blond skates away backward facing the camera, down a busy street weaving in and out of people and traffic.
"I suppose I have to eat crow, and I'll get to that but the one person we haven't heard from is Seth Gile. The dude thinks he's the Once in a Life Time? That's fine, you wanna know why? Because I'm the one in a million! You don't find a girl like this every dynasty. My family started out circus performers, that's right! We ran away from the circus to be wrestlers! So this kind of talent and sexy rodent based flexibility is just a one of my gifts."
Helena skates backward to a staircase and backflips onto the railing, grinding her way to the bottom, landing with a twirl. The camera follows her with the same sort of expert precision in a dizzying twist of hard to watch point of view shots, landing just as Helena pushes herself off to move again.
"If I can do all this on wheels, what can I do out of them? The answer is all that and more. The thing is, unlike most other people on the roster, I didn't start out seeking fan attention. I was me and the fans, the other weirdo's, vagabonds, Ne’er-do-wells and insufferable bastards jumped behind me! Because they've always seen themselves in me because I am nobody but me baby! Who am I? I'm the woman who convinced the head of the Excelsior Wrestling Society that I should be allowed in their first ever inter-gender match! All because I had a bone to pick with some scum bag preacher! I was one-half of the first EWS Women's world tag team champs! I walk out to a goddamn riot every time my music hits! People believe in me and I've set my heart on doing everything in my power to staying true myself and not letting them down. Because they love seeing me topple the boring, and disband the dumb. I'm going to be Iron Champion for everyone who's believed in me because I owe it to them. I owe them a good hero. I know I've got the mass appeal and guy's like Gile sitting there looking like summer's eve Massengill in comparison. You wanna know why I have a bone to pick with that guy? Because he and his breed are a bunch of posers! They want to stomp in here and rule everything like gothic super friends, I'm not gonna let em. I stomp bullies, it's what I do. Tammy-Tina-Fey thinks she's going to keep me from winning? Oh, I've got a golf club shaped insurance plan for her."
Helena spins again on her blades and then lifts one leg up almost behind her ear before putting it back down and bunny hopping over a curb, still facing backward from the way she's facing.
"I said I'd have to eat crow and what I mean is seriously, I'm sorry Anthony. Let's talk about what the dude said though, he's a lot of the same thoughts and phrases over again too. I'm taking anything away from the guy, I've got no beef, I'm a squirrel trying to get a nut and he's got a shiny thing I want. You say you plan, you strategize and take opportunities. You wanna make god laugh? Tell him your plans! I don't believe in god and I don't believe in plans, my entire plan is throwing as big a monkey wrench into yours as I can. I know submissions and counters every inch as well as you. I've never ever been tapped out. You say no one can beat you, but look at Elysium, everyone has been hit or miss. You've beaten Jake Archer and a bunch of goomba's who can't string two wins together. You've never had a real challenge to sink your teeth into. You know what? No golf club for you, don't get me wrong I'mma beat the slobbering jumping jacks out of Gile. But for you? Let's do this...eww...Straight, why? Because it'll be more satisfying to beat you without the toys and if you can count on Helena Handbasket for anything, it's that she always satisfies herself."
Helena dodges through yet more people with practiced ease as she points to the watch on her wrist.
"Tick-tick-tick on the watch, life's too short for me to stop and Oh, baby Anthony your time is running out. Sunday, you both are gonna find that a girl really only needs three seconds to make sweet satisfying history."
Helena winks and the camera cuts to black.
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