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Post by Eʟʏsɪᴜᴍ Pʀᴏ on Feb 27, 2018 10:15:25 GMT -8
[Tag Team Match]
Badd Breed
(Erik Holland & Tiami Erickson)
vs.
Uprising
(Liza Capernick & Madison Fitzpatrick)
Deadline: Friday March 9th, 2018 at 11:59pm EST
Limits: 2 Promos of 1000 Words Each Per Team [Maximum]
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Post by Erik Holland on Mar 8, 2018 14:01:09 GMT -8
I think..
Uh-oh. Fade in and we're staring at a giant Badd Breed flag hoisted up on a wall, similar to many of those interview areas where the wrestler in question is standing in front of a flag displaying the promotion. But this one's a little different, this one does indeed display the green Elysium logo--but with the Badd Guy spraypainted over it. The leader Erik Holland is in our view now, having wandered in tapping his temple, blinking placidly as he makes a big show of thinking.
I think somewhere along the way some MISCOMMUNICATION has taken place.
Erik YELLS at the camera, turning suddenly towards it.
Enigma Protocol answers our challenge to the Tag Team Championship by...by...what? taking the MVP out? Putting K-Remix on the shelf by cracking his skull with a ball bat and tearing him up with some barbed wire? And they think that's gonna' get us to back down and back off and think geeze, these Enigma Protocol guys, they ain't anything to play around with! FUCK that!!
You know who the HELL you're dealing with!?
Holland launches the water bottle in his right hand across the room, the plastic clattering off-screen.
You see, some time back I put out something of a public service announcement. That being, if you ain't already a friend of the Badd Breed or if you ain't rocking our colors as ONLY the Badd Breed can then my suggestion to you is to get out of our way before you get hurt. There's a lot of motivation, an especially large amount of motivation now to CARVE our pound of flesh from the Enigma Protocol. Not just because Ti and I want to be Tag Team Champions for the second time in our careers, but because there's a man recuperating outside of Elysium's hallowed halls that gave his flesh and bones and soul for the Badd Breed and we ain't gonna let a TRAVESTY like that go unpunished!
The Badd Breed's captain absolutely looks convinced of this statement as he sucks in another breath, ready to go on another rant--but he stops. Composes himself. With a resigned glare, he glowers at the camera.
Which brings me to our opponents. Our opponents who, unhappily, FRUSTRATINGLY are NOT the Enigma Protocol. Uprising, you're a Hell of a team. The Badd Breed has seen you fight and the Badd Breed likes what they see. But understand this, ladies, that at Frontline you two are running into a runaway buzzsaw. Right now Tiami and I are in the type of mood that sets respect, and sets competition off on the side of the road. NOBODY sticks their noses in the business of this family without getting them chewed the fuck off!
Erik points at his nose and then makes a gesture like he just tore his own nose off. He probably would actually do it if he wouldn't, y'know, bleed out and die right afterward.
So, Uprising, what we advise you do now is get ready to fight, get ready to run and get ready to survive because YEAR ZERO has begun, and whether we gotta' stack the tag team bodies two, four, six, eightscore high we don't give a damn because we're gonna DO it. We're gonna do it as quickly and as dominant as possible because see...we don't want Enigma Protocol to RUN.
Erik grins savagely, thinking about this long and hard.
We want 'em trapped like the god-damn diseased rats they are before we bring the curtain down on their title reign and END the Enigma Protocol once and for all. They wanted to start a gang fight with the baddest gang in professional wrestling, they need to remember ONE rule. If you send one of ours to the hospital, we send one of YOURS...to the MORGUE.
Holland stares at the camera angrily after that definitive statement for one beat, two, three.. then he seems to snap out of whatever trance he was in and mumble loud enough for the mics to pick him up as he stomps off..
That's it, get the fuck outta' my face..
Fade.
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Post by Tiami Erickson on Mar 8, 2018 19:31:22 GMT -8
"Wrong place, wrong time Uprising."
[Scene opens up to an airport and Tiami Erickson staring into her cell phone camera. Her expression was one of being rather unimpressed. She shook her head, just taking a deep sigh.]
"The events of the last few weeks have had my mind spinning. It is like I knew all along. When you wear Badd Breed colours, a target is placed on your head and quite literally? Everyone comes gunning for you. However, there is one thing you do not do. There is one thing that you do not take from me and Enigma Protocol did just that.
They put a member of my family on the sidelines.
I know K-Remix is one tough dude, he will make it back on his feet in no time. However....Elysium has decided to put Uprising in front of Badd Breed as we are on a hunt for the heads of Enigma Protocol and their precious belts.
Not smart Finale, not smart at all."
[Her smirk turned wicked as she sat on one of the benches that were close by. She rested an elbow on her bag, trying to relax a bit and never losing that smirk as she kept on talking.]
"I like Madison and Liza, I really do. The girls take it to that next level. They got all the makings of future champions. As of now though? They are running headlong into a speeding bullet train that is not aimed at them. We are out for blood and unfortunately for Uprising, Frontline is not going to be a good night for them. Erik and I are wanting those belts. We want tag gold, and we will not stop until we obtain it...as well as our revenge for sidelining a member of our family. Girls, you got put on the wrong side of the fence. Can’t blame you for actually trying though. I mean, if there is one thing you girls are is smart.
Just a matter of wrong place, wrong time, wrong tag team."
[She took a real heavy sigh. Her eyes were a mix of tired and frustrated. She looked up, listening to someone talking to her. She nodded softly then turned back to the camera.]
"Madison, Liza I know you will be coming at us and coming hard. You have a lot to prove. You both are trying your damnedest to make it in the tag team scene. You have been non stop hard workers since day one. The fact you are standing in front of us though? Not smart, because this train is gonna run right over you. We don’t care about a body count, we don’t really care who comes across our path. YEAR ZERO has every single intent on not stopping until we get ours, and you girls are the first in a rather long line of victims until we get our match, our belts and our pound of flesh. I know Erik is just salivating at this, a chance to prove he is not just dominant as a singles wrestler, but a tag wrestler as well. I myself see this as a new road for my career in Elysium and one full of gold and destruction in my wake.
See girls? You do not stand a chance.”
[She looks over to see Erik Holland bringing coffee.]
“Oh thanks the gods, my morning coffee.”
[She laughed and took the cup from him as he sat beside her, taking a drink with a smile on her face.]
“Be ready for a war girls, the sun darkens on you all come Frontline.”
[She quickly turns the phone off, cutting everything to black.]
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