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Post by Eʟʏsɪᴜᴍ Pʀᴏ on Dec 4, 2018 12:38:57 GMT -8
•SINGLES MATCH•
ANICA TOWNSEND vs. AZURINE VEBBINS
Deadline: Saturday December 15th, 2018 @ 11:59pm EST
Limits: 1000 Words / 2 Promos Each Max
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Post by Anica Townsend on Dec 9, 2018 10:55:52 GMT -8
"You have got to be kidding me."
The scene opens up to Anica Townsend sitting in what appears to be an office. Stitches are in her head from the HYBRID mauling two days ago and she is very upset from the looks of things.
"I came to Elysium for one reason, two men. Instead I, once again, am not being taken seriously. I am being thrown in the ring with...Azurine? Someone who would rather spend her time in some kitchen than training and actually being in the ring?
Give me a break."
She slams the laptop closed and, in a huff of frustration, leans back in the chair. She blankly stares at the ceiling,
"I am growing frustrated on a whole lot of things. Sad to say that someone as good as Azzy is stepping through the ropes and is staring down the barrel of one pissed off Phoenix. I come to this match not one hundred percent. I still come to this match. Just get one thing clear Azzy.
I am going to hurt you...and I won't stop when this bell rings."
She held her ribs, a sign she was still in pain.
"I am growing REALLY tired of people not taking me seriously. Hamilton thinks I'm a joke and after our last encounter, my war is not done with her. I said I wanted people, I said I came here with a mission and yet they throw literal trash my direction. It is beyond frustrating. Now the boss did a stupid thing, no place in sight and this is what I get.
Someone that would rather be on the up and coming B brand than face me?
As much as I would like to think this a joke, it is real. Rather annoying but real."
She rubs her head, a headache coming on. No doubt from the beating she took. The door to the office soon opened and her brother Damon pops in.
"You are not looking well Siren."
"I know Doc. It is frustrating."
"He sent Mister Cross through the roof. His twitter was a bit nuts."
"Good. Noah needs put in his place. A shame I cannot give him the beating and bloodbath he deserves. My attention must be toward Azzy."
"After I told you not to do this match..."
"Brother, Elysium is making me out to be nothing more than a damned joke. I do not show? It will confirm what they already see. I will be fine. I have made it through much worse than being smashed in the skull with the belt."
He sighed, frustrated that his sister was not listening to him.
"Anica, if you suffer many more hits to your skull, your career is going to be over. You have now escaped concussion twice. You have now escaped ending your career and as much as you need rest..."
"I do NOT NEED rest."
She gets up, pacing the office floor.
"I need to go, beat Azzy to within a solid inch of existence, shut the haters and doubters up and move forward. NO ONE is going to stop me. No one. Not even you."
she marched off, frustrated at everything. The scene fades to black as glass was heard being shattered.
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Post by Azurine Vebbins on Dec 13, 2018 11:45:02 GMT -8
Breaking The “I.C.E.” with Indiscriminate Conversional Elocution
[The following promotional material opens in a recently renovated office building in Los Angeles. “The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins is seen tied up to a steel chair. Sitting at a desk across from her is one Marquette Reesurch, Head Alien Linguicism Officer of Indiscriminate Conversional Elocution. Her firm despises the continued exchange of Phloriphornian immigration and customs. Back on the far-flung island nation, it is widely considered a breeding ground for heelish behavior.]
Marquette Reesurch: Good morning, Azurine. My name is Marquette Reesurch of Indiscriminate Conversional Elocution. As you are well aware Ms. Markos…
Azurine Vebbins: I divorced from my ex-wife, good friend, and current colleague a few monds ago. I’m currently a Vebbins again and may soon be a Medrapedes. My fiancée Nidia and I haven’t talked about wheder she’ll take my last name, I’ll take her last name, or if we’ll hyphenate.
Marquette Reesurch: Well, Ms. Vebbins, as I was saying...you know Indiscriminate Conversional Elocution is the premier Phloriphornian Speech Therapy program. It has come to our attention that your promotional material is not translating well in Elysium Pro Wrestling. Hence why your concerned mother Audrey…
Azurine Vebbins: Estranged.
Marquette Reesurch: And step-father “Poppa Slams” Slamuel Addergoole McBody, Senior…
Azurine Vebbins: Dastard who helped cuckold my fod-er Archie.
Marquette Reesurch: ...hired our firm to smooth things over here stateside. Keep talking like you do and you will remain an abject failure. Being a self-professed “Adorkable Angel,” you know when people harp on things.
Azurine Vebbins: I know what my chanters want, Ms. Reesurch. Dey want to view a unique, dree-dimensional character who consistently competes.
Marquette Reesurch: Fans there in Elysium want head-knockers, chop-blockers, and other “ockers” whose personalities run diametric to your own. Case in point, December 5th, 2018 your opponent Anica Townsend tweeted the following: “All this loss did? Fuel the fire. Now no one leaves the building unless it is in an ambulance, on a stretcher.” She sounds highly motivated to be taken seriously. You, on the other hand, have limitations.
Azurine Vebbins: I grapple wid-in sanctioned stipulations and textbook rulin’s. My dance against Anica is not scheduled for da Iron Division. Hence, I believe it’s a bit hyperbolic for her to say no one’s leavin’ da buildin’ unless it’s in an ambulance, on a stretcher. Makes me believe her connectin’ wid Blackened Flames won’t finish me off. I will stop dat dime ’cause I’ve heard a dozen like her. Claims she’s goin’ to hurt me and won’t stop when da bell rin’s. As I’ve told past opponents...enjoy da decision reversal and your disqualification.
Marquette Reesurch: Sounds like you’re coasting. What day is it today?
Azurine Vebbins: National Day of da Horse.
Marquette Reesurch: Perfect! Still saddled with the holiday-obsessed housewife who prances like a ponygirl in her free time gimmick. Absolutely loathsome. I mean, I get the appeal of the housewife since certain male demographics need to fantasize. I’m just at a loss as to why you attempt shoe-horning a different holiday for each promotional material. You should be focused on the business of wrestling. Your step-father Slamuel Addergoole McBody, Senior ran an upstanding organization called “Groves Valley Grappling.”
Azurine Vebbins: Emphasis on ran. Groves Valley Grapplin’ was a guerrilla group dat caused talent to seek employment elsewhere. Some were stiffed on payments, od-ers like myself, were stifled from fully expressin’ our creativity. I took da first plane, boat, or surfboard I could find to leave dat misguided mess. My reasonin’ for weavin’ holidays into my promotional material is for character development purposes. Gives my blesties, colleagues, chanters, and od-ers some-din’ to positively discuss. Tend to mention multiple holidays on Twitter so deyr’s a more inclusive atmosphere. Speakin’ of inclusive, havin’ dated four females, married one, and in da process of bein’ married to anoder...certain female demographics fantasize ’bout housewives also.
Marquette Reesurch: Forgot I’m just here to tame your twisted tongue and not your tawdry trail toward temptation. Why would you rather be on the upcoming “B-brand” Glitches than competing against Ms. Townsend?
Azurine Vebbins: In da spirit of today’s holiday, I need more room to gallop. Disagree wid her ’bout it bein’ da B-brand, dough. It’s more like a horse of a different color. Glitches are anomalies wantin’ an angled alternative for our aggression. It’s why I’m clashin’ wid “Da Second City Striker” Camille Harrin’ton on National Eggnog Day. All din’s bein’ equal, dough, I intend to provide Anica wid a dance she won’t soon forget. Might even invite her to da Sweetheart Sock Hop.
Marquette Reesurch: There’s such a small margin of error to pull that off, though, Azurine. Maybe you should fine-tune your technique more. Maybe you should cut back on all those “exotic extracurriculars.” Maybe you should throw on one of those cooking aprons, start washing dishes, and stop trying to lay down a pipe-less dream.
[Vebbins breaks free of her restraints when she realizes what Ms. Reesurch meant by “pipe-less dream.” She then looks Marquette Reesurch up and down before ending her promotional material with the following comments.]
Azurine Vebbins: To paraphrase Eric B. & Rakim...I “Don’t Sweat Da Technique.” When dance time rolls ’round Monday night, I will gracefully grapple Anica Townsend from pillar to post. Will keep pressin’ her like a hot iron to wrinkly shirts. As for cuttin’ back on my “exotic extracurriculars”? Not a chance since it shows my chanters how well-rounded my life is. Finally, I’m livin’ my dream ’cause I’m still able to point out how aspects of my personal and professional lives correlate.
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Post by Azurine Vebbins on Dec 15, 2018 9:15:50 GMT -8
It Would Be Like Herding Cats
[Our scene opens at a random Los Angeles Starbucks where a brunette-haired, hazel-eyed businesswoman speaks into her Phoneme Hooligan. She orders a half-caff, heavy whip, vanilla soy latte and awaits the arrival of her client. Marquette Reesurch appears to be talking to an important individual while waiting for “The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins.]
Marquette Reesurch: Yes, Mister McBody. I recognize how “super-duper-stantial” the funding you provide my organization is. We do tremendous work. Ours is of the utmost importance, sir. We cannot allow the pervasive Phloriphornian tongue to continue tickling American earlobes. Figure of speech, Mister McBody. I’m not talking in a stilted manner, I’m being terse with you. Direct. I’m not in charge of a movie set! It means getting to the point. Exactly. It’s just like your new wife who has extensively benefited from our services here at Indiscriminate Conversional Elocution. Yes, Audrey, Azurine’s mother. Meeting with my client again shortly. Will do my best to set boundaries even if it would be like herding cats. It’s another turn of phrase. Interacting with your step-daughter I'm trying to figure how her mind works. Today is December 15th...Cat Herder's Day. I'm not assimilating, sir, good day.
[“The Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins enters ordering a similar brewed beverage but with light whipped cream, no soy, and adding caramel. She sits in an available chair directly across from Ms. Reesurch.]
Azurine Vebbins: It’s nice sittin’ near you where I’m not tied down, Ms. Reesurch.
Marquette Reesurch: I’m surprised your wife-to-be, your Mistress, and/or your rival let you be off-leash today. Now that the joking pleasantries are over, I’d like to discuss your big match this Monday at the Sanctum Warehouse for Elysium Chapter VI. Has Miss Townsend responded to what we discussed recently?
Azurine Vebbins: Anica has not. She wants to be taken seriously. Townsend’s probably focusin’ on exercises requirin’ more muscle memory dan mental memory. I say dat since she narrowly avoided a concussion in her last dance. Deyr’s also da possibility she wants to reserve her brain power for when it will be stressed at an optimal moment. Still, as submissive as I appear, “Da Black Phoenix” hardly looks like a dominatrix-level aggressor.
Marquette Reesurch: Does that change how you’re heading into this brawl? Does it enthrall you, Azurine?
Azurine Vebbins: It does alter slightly, Marquette. In od-er promotions I have women like “Da Iron Princess” Jae Un or Pet wantin’ me to do deyr biddin’. Den deyr are od-er dames like Sela-Rica Lark who felt jolts of joy toyin’ wid me. I’m en-drall-ed she could promote our dance wid-out havin’ to mention my less-dan-stellar record. It’s for dese reasons I’m preparin’ for a showstoppin’ number. Ms. Reesurch, I hy-pod-e-size and will prove “Da Black Phoenix” and “Da Adorkable Angel” are main event makers. Why? ’Cause regardless of card placement, dat’s what our dance will be. It’s also ’cause we make main events what dey should be.
Marquette Reesurch: Are you sure that won’t be spun by others as you elevating talent to main event status? You’ve been mired in midcard muck during your entire tenure here in Elysium. You couldn’t even secure the Hybrid Championship and they dangled that like a kitten’s string. Plus, most main eventers here, like F.M. Young and Samantha Hamilton, thrived in the Iron Division…
Azurine Vebbins: Which is precisely why I joined Glitches. I’m always pursuin’ opportunities to expand my fightin’ portfolio. Yes, I was squeamish ’bout da Iron Division before. However, dat was under different circumstances when my wife at da time was competin’. It’s also where my eventual rival “Da Titaness” Samanda Hamilton rose to prominence. Difference now is dat my tummy can tolerate da torture my adversaries can dish out. Speakin’ of dishin’ out, I prefer workin’ out in da kitchen since cookin’ utilizes a complex combination of calis-den-ics. Reachin’ up, bendin’ over, and droppin’ down to da floor when some-din’ rolls under da sink…
Marquette Reesurch: How does any of that translate into success inside the ring, though, Vebbins? Also, I really believe we should do something about that accent...
Azurine Vebbins: Translates into success inside da rin’ since it conditions me for da unpredictable. I’m doin’ whatever is necessary to put my best foot forward since sometimes it’s your left. When I arrive on my dance floor at da Sanctum Warehouse, I plan on sweepin’ and den vacuumin’ away any and all remnants of ash. “Da Black Phoenix” can rise somewhere else but it won’t happen on Monday. Why, Townsend? Would affect our timin’ and da chanter-captivatin’ choreography I plan on executin’. Da choreography and our timin’ is similar to my accent, it’s not changin’ and deyr’s no-din’ you can do ’bout it.
[Azurine Vebbins leaves the Starbucks as Reesurch looks befuddled. The Phoneme Hooligan’s video recording capabilities end the stream abruptly.]
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