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Post by Spencer Adams on Sept 20, 2017 20:18:20 GMT -6
Theme: 1k Shoot Promo
Competitors will be allowed 1 post (with a 1,000 word limit) between the start time of 12am central time and end time of 5pm Central Time on Monday.
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Post by Corey Black on Sept 25, 2017 15:51:02 GMT -6
Long romanticized has been the arrival of aliens on our planet. Books, movies, radio, television, music, every popular form of entertainment has dabbled in the material. From War of the Worlds to E.T. and District 9, nobody could truly get a grasp on what would even happen. Every possibility was fleshed out in some kind of media. Hostile, docile, secret, overwhelming attack – no one form could decide what it would actually be like. Places like Roswell, New Mexico have become a haven for people that want to believe. They have the ultimate fantasy. UFO sightings happen all over the world every single year. Hell, the United States have a secret base codenamed Area 51 and many believe we are hosting aliens in that very facility.
I’ve been around the block a few times. I’ve battled men that thought they were a hot dog, I’ve gone against gang leaders, mafia members, men who rule nations, a robot, Jayson Price, literal Gods, and now I can cross one more off my list.
The long and short of it is this; aliens do exist. They take many forms, but the one with the most eyes is the one called L Verez. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, aliens are short, underweight wrestling females that shop at Hot Topic. Beware, because they are equipped with abilities such as superhuman reflexes and the inability to pass up a two-for-one sale on fingerless gloves. I’ve been asked to waste my valuable ring time to stand across from L Verez and pretend like I’m supposed to care. Like it isn’t an honor for a world renowned competitor to have the honor of gracing a ring with me, let alone this extraterrestrial from a place unseen by the eyes of even the greatest of explorers. I will give the greatest gift L Verez has ever been given – the gift of competition. Stronger, better competition than she’s ever had, especially in her short time here in UCI.
The most “not of this world” thing when it comes to L Verez is the thought process where she thinks she even has a chance at defeating me. Like I’m supposed to be impressed because she hangs out with all the other rejects in The Guardians? As if being in a group of fuckin’ weirdos is a badge of honor and should be feared? UCI has always been the land of misfit toys, the place people go when they’ve been used up and spit out by the true rulers of the wrestling world. This is nothing more than a discount store of donated things nobody fuckin’ wants anymore. That ugly sweater your grandma got you for Christmas three years ago? Hey that’s Alex Richards. Your mom got you the same video game two years in a row? Thanks mom, I’m going to give Bonnie Blue to Toys for Tots. And that’s exactly why L Verez fits right in. Except L is the kind of toy even the misfits don’t want. She’s the toy that sits on the shelf at Goodwill year after year just collecting dust. All the other Guardians are bought within their first week of sale, but no, not L. She’s the blue Power Ranger, the one everyone just accepts because they’re a part of the group and you can’t build the Megazord without them. Whereas I’m the green ranger, the hot commodity, the action figure everyone wants to buy. You’d never catch me dead in UCI if it wasn’t for the fact that I walked in and won a championship on my first night, in my first match. I came here because I knew I’d decimate the competition, and once I proved it, nobody wanted to step up. For MONTHS I’ve been sitting back, watching countless soulless drones ignore the situation that has befallen the Hypermedia Championship. It has been sitting on my shoulder for two months now, dormant because UCI couldn’t produce a worthy contender.
UCI still can’t. I’ll just have to use this alien as a warning. This tiny, frail little thing that is supposed to be a monster within the ring. Impossible to submit. Impossible to pin. Just threw down real hard in a Last Woman Standing match. That’s the beauty of being the best, being the champion. I don’t HAVE TO pin this bitch. I don’t have to make her submit. L Verez has to do the impossible, she has to beat Corey Black in the middle of the ring to take back UCI’s championship gold, or I’m going to keep it until I find someone actually worth my time. No more sitting around on Twitter and fielding empty threat after empty threat. I will actively search this desolate landscape you all call a promotion and scrounge up someone worth my fucking time. Clearly sitting around and waiting for a match isn’t good enough. I won this championship, and I have every intention of showing UCI what it means to be a real original gangsta when it comes to the pro wrestling game. All these butthurt, nancy ass clowns that throw bitch fits when someone does something even a little cross, they cry to daddy Adams and demand satisfaction. That’s not how shit works. We fight, we win, we lose. We get challenged, we do the challenging, and no matter the outcome you dust yourself off and do it all again. This entire roster has doubted me from day one. L Verez accepted the offer, she put her name on the dotted line, and now I’m going to dot the land with her blood. Sign my name across all of Japan with the life force of an alien, just like Will goddamn Smith did on July 4th, 1996. Welcome to Earth, welcome to a professional wrestling ring – the playground of the King.
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L Verez {L-7}
Hypermedia Champion
Open minds and positive vibes!
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Post by L Verez {L-7} on Sept 25, 2017 15:55:57 GMT -6
The camera is ready as we enter L’s wrestling arena, now renamed “Universal Wrestling College”, now that she's looking to help train aspiring wrestlers. The camera pans over to the ring, Zima'Ion standing in the center of it.
Zima'Ion: Ladies, gentlemen, creatures of various species, I present you the Protector of the Universe, L Verez!
Tetris by DJ Dahi plays as the Universal Protector makes her way to the ring, with purpose within each step. She rolls in, eyeing the camera with a fierce look.
L Verez: I'm not usually one for big intros, but as I'm in for the biggest opportune match of my career so far, I have to go all out. I have a message for my opponent, the Hypermedia Champion, and the self proclaimed King of All Wrestlers, Corey Black.
You came in, and did everything you said you were going to do. You came in, took the Hypermedia Championship, and walked out. I commend you for keeping your word. But you haven't been much of a fighting champion, have you?
Now it's semi understandable. You have another federation to wrestle in as well. So I understand not defending it each week. But you didn't even bother to defend it at Meltdown. Why is that? Do you feel too high and mighty to fight some measly UCI talent, or are you afraid?
I have a feeling it's the latter. You call UCI a second rate show, but your greatest fear is to lose that title to someone you call a second rate talent. You're at the near end of your career, and the LAST thing you want is to lose your title in a federation you look down upon. You're afraid, because you're moving past your prime, and that if you lose here, you'll be walking out as a burnout, and not as the King of All Wrestlers you want everyone to believe you are. I see the cracks in your armor of ego.
Don't get me wrong, Mr. Black. I actually respect you immensely. Not many people are able to make such a comeback for themselves after losing their family. You not only came back, but you came up. You became a legend! Nothing can hold you back, and I must respect that.
I could never understand what it means to lose a family. People have asked me about who my family is, and why they aren't around. You want to know what my answer is to them? My companions. The people I meet along the way. Unlike Earthlings, my species isn't born immediately going into their mother's arms. We develop on our own. No family. Hence why I cherish my companions as much as I do.
Well… that wasn't something I expected to find out when L decided to make this recording.
My companions aren't my only passion, though. My other passion is UCI. Which is why I've been so keen on convincing Spencer Adams to make this match happen. UCI doesn't need someone at the tail end of their career that doesn't even care for the federation he holds his title for. UCI needs someone that gives a damn. Someone with the passion and drive that I wield. Did I seem a bit desperate for this match? Sure. I won't deny that… but that's because I care for UCI! I want to represent UCI, the LGBT community, the Guardians, hell, I want to represent the entire Universe when I finally claim my first title!
So you can claim that I'm a bit desperate, but I have good reason to be. It's sometimes the desperate that achieve the most in the end, and that's what I aim to do! At Rite of Passage, it'll be you that will need positive vibes, after you lose your title to the “Protector of the Universe” L Verez! My drive will trump your experience and inflated ego. Positive vibes… always.
Zima'Ion: Have a good retirement, Mr. Black.
L Verez and Zima'Ion exit the arena.
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