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April 6, 2016

(I guess I should explain for the uninitiated that this is pro-wrestling promo. They pop into my head sometimes and they’re fun)

<Music starts and a man steps out on stage. When he hits the top of the ramp, he holds up a hand and the music quickly fades out. There is a long pause as the stranger surveys the crowd with a very slight, self-satisfied smile on his face. The smile fades as he is handed a microphone and he speaks as he walks down the ramp toward the ring. The crowd has mixed reactions to this stranger.>

Vance: They say the man who has the power, holds the world in the palm of his hand. You are looking at the most powerful man you are likely to see in person. So there you all are in the palm of my hand. This business is in the palm of my hand. Whatever I want is already mine.

<He rolls into the ring and stands defiant>

My name is Nicholas Vance. However, you can call me Envy. That is the emotion most people have when they meet me. I have been around the world and I have seen victory after victory. Nothing is behind me but broken dreams and broken hearts. I went to Japan and broke bones in dojos. I went to Europe and outwrestled anyone I met. I even did some bare-knuckle boxing down in Mexico. You can tell by this pretty face how well I did there.

What more can I say? I want the gold. The gold is mine. My name is Nicholas Vance.
NV Me. Now bring on my first challenge.


Seth vs. Mikey and Courtney

September 18, 2014

Alright, so this is the loose storyline that I spoke of in the Feminism post.  It’s not horrible but I’ve kind of lost interest in it.  I am writing a Courtney Valentine storyline but I don’t know when I will finish it.

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Week 1

<Back from commercial, the last of Mikey Collins’ music fades out.  Mikey and Courtney Valentine, a couple, stand in the middle of the ring and Mikey has his Television Title belt with him.  He grabs a microphone from the side of the ring and walks back to the center of the ring. He raises the microphone and just at that moment Seth Aron’s music starts.  Mikey drops the microphone to his side with a “Really!?” expression. Seth walks out on stage with his own microphone in hand and a smirk on his face.>

Seth: Oh Mikey, nobody cares what you have to say.  Let’s be honest with ourselves.  <By this time, Seth has moved to the middle of the entrance ramp. He winks at Courtney>  Hey Courtney, how you doin’?

Mikey: <Holding onto Courtney’s arm protectively> You stay away from her, Seth!  What the hell are you even doing out here?

Seth: I’ve come for your belt, Mikey.  I don’t think you deserve it.

Mikey: Come up here and prove it.

Seth: Gladly, Mikey.  Gladly.  But I just had a thought…

Mikey: What? You’re scared?

Seth: <A fake laugh as he climbs into the ring> Ha ha ha. <pause> Ho ho ho ha ha.  Hardly. You couldn’t beat me on your best day.  The truth is, I love to fight but more than that, I love to wrestle.  I don’t want to fight you, Mikey. I want to wrestle you.  I want to wrestle you for that belt. <He is closer to Mikey and points at the belt around Mikey’s waist>

Mike:  You’re not first contender… That’s not up to me. <Mikey backs off a little>

Seth: Who’s it up to, Mikey?  Her? <He pointed at Courtney who had been staying behind Mikey. He flashed her another smile> Looking good, Courtney.

Mike: You do not talk to her! Leave her alone! <He moved to charge Seth who moves out of the way and kicks Mike in the back of the knee before ducking out of the ring.  Courtney is checking on Mike who ignores her and shouts loudly without a microphone for Seth to get back in the ring.>

Seth: I’m coming for your belt, Mikey, and I’m gonna get it.

<Seth drops his microphone as his music starts up and he walks back up the entrance ramp.  Courtney tries to calm and comfort Mikey but it doesn’t look like she has much success as the segment ends.>

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Week 2

<Courtney and Mike Collins are backstage.  Mikey is taping up his wrists and seems hyper focused on just that action>

Courtney: Babe, you need to calm down.  Your match is up next and you need to focus.

Mike: I just don’t like the way Seth looks at you. I think you need to stay back here.

Courtney: Mikey, you know I’m with you.  Forget about him.

Mike: Ok… I tell you what, he’s never getting a shot at my belt.

Courtney: Focus, Mikey.  You have a match up next. Alright?

Mike: Yeah.  Yeah, he’s not even worthy. <The segment ends as he starts taping up his other wrist a little more calm.  Courtney lets out an exasperated sigh as she pulls on her leather jacket.>

<Courtney walks Mikey out to the ring for a match with Curt Morris.  The match has gone back and forth but Mikey has kept an edge on the bigger man by utilizing speed and countering Curt’s power moves as often as he can. Courtney is cheering Mikey on at ringside as usual.  Seth Aron’s music hits and Mike turns to the entrance ramp to watch for him.  Seth jumps the guardrail on the other side of the ring and waves at Courtney, leaning against he apron to talk to her.  Mike turns around and sees Seth close to his girlfriend.  He goes to that side of the ring to yell at Seth to stay away from his girl.  By this time, Curt has recovered from a dropkick and turns Mike around and blasts him with the KO Punch and then hoists him up onto his shoulders and hits him with the Paycheck and gets the pin.>

<Curt immediately leaves with a grin and Courtney pushes Seth away from her and climbs into the ring to check on her fallen boyfriend who is totally out of it.  The last shot before commercial is Courtney looking over her shoulder at Seth before he smirks at her and climbs back over the guardrail to leave>

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Week 3

<Mike walks to the ring with Courtney for his match but is constantly looking around. Even during the entrance of his opponent, Mark Hawthorne, he is still looking around for Seth>

Announcer 1: It looks like Seth Aron has really gotten into the head of “Mr. Action” Mikey Collins.

Announcer 2: Well, when another man is after your girlfriend, you have to be on your guard.

<The match begins and Mike starts focusing on the match more and more. After a while, Mike gets on a roll and it looks like he’s heading toward a win.  Suddenly, Seth’s music starts up and Mike looks around wildly, totally forgetting the match he is in again. Mark looks around but shrugs and pulls Mike in and hits him with a T-Bone Suplex before pinning him.  Seth is nowhere to be seen.  Courtney once again comforts her man in the middle of the ring.  Seth appears on the screen at the top of the entrance ramp.>

Seth: Hey, Mike, I couldn’t make it to the arena this week so I just wanted to drop you a line live via satellite.  You know, this can all end.  Give me the match.  Let me wrestle for that belt.  Think about it, Mikey. <The screen suddenly cuts off before the segment ends>

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Week 4

<The segment opens to Mikey stalking down the hallway. He starts kicking open dressing room doors and looking inside, one after another.  Courtney is not with him.>

Announcer 2: Whoa!  What is he doing?

Announcer 1: Mikey Collins is completely unhinged.

Announcer 2: You have to ask, is this exactly what Seth wants?

<Mike kicks open a door and looks inside.  He pauses>
Mike: What the hell?

<The camera moves to shoot over his shoulder.  A sign is taped to the mirror in the dressing room that reads “Have you checked your girlfriend lately?”>

<Mike sprints back down the hall and the camera does its best to follow him into another dressing room where Courtney is doing her makeup>

Mike: Courtney!

Courtney: Mike? What’s going on?

Mike: You’re ok… I thought he…

Courtney: Mike… I’m fine.  You really need to forget this Seth thing.  He just flirted with me once.  I told you he doesn’t have a chance.

Mike: He needs to be taught a lesson.

Courtney: He’s just trying to get to you. Don’t you trust me?

Mike: <Taking too long a beat> Of course, baby.  I just don’t trust him.

Courtney: Whatever, Mike. <She frowns and shakes her head as he heads back out of the dressing room>

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<Later in the show, Mike goes back to the dressing room from before and kicks open the door.  Before he can get two steps into the room he comes flying back out into the hallway.  Mark Hawthorne and Chris Carver step out of the dressing room.  They take turns kicking him in the stomach.>

Mark: You just entered the wrong dressing room, boy.

Chris: We’re gonna have to punish you. Grab a partner and meet us in the ring.

Mark: See you soon. <The two of them laugh evilly and step over Mikey on their way down the hallway>

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<Mikey and Charlie Martin come out to the ring accompanied by Courtney.  With the beating Mikey took earlier, he and Charlie are underdogs against the Southern Soldiers.  Just when Mikey has the upper hand, Seth is seen at ringside bothering Courtney.  Mikey bails out of the ring but before he can get to Seth, Chris Carver cuts him off with a boot to the head.  At the same time Mark Hawthorne takes out Charlie Martin in the ring.  Seth watches as the Southern Soldiers destroy Mikey and Charlie and then grabs Mikey’s title belt.  He smirks at Courtney who slaps him.  The two of them lock eyes and Seth just smiles harder and takes the belt with him up the ram>

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<Backstage, Courtney is pissed and Mikey is being tended to by the doctor>

Courtney: He embarassed you, Mikey.  He embarassed both of us.  I could have handled him but you had to leave the ring.

Mikey: I was just trying to protect you, Court.

Courtney: Protect the belt, Michael.

Mikey: He has it.  I’m going to get it back.

Courtney: Let it go, Mikey.  Let the lawyers handle it.

Mikey: Courtney, I —

Doctor: I need you to clear the room, he’s moving arond too much.

Courtney: Fine. <Courtney walks out of the trainer’s room without another word>

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<Mikey walks out to the ring, his music playing loud but he doesn’t wave to the fans or look anywhere but at the ring.  He grabs a mic and rolls into the ring>

Announcer 1: Mikey Collins looks angry.

Announcer 2: You know what? I don’t blame him.

Mikey: Enough is enough.  Seth, you’ve ogled my girlfriend and you’ve ogled my belt. Now you’ve stolen my belt.  I want it back.  If I have to fight you for it then that is what I am going to do even if I have to kick your ass to do it.  This Sunday we’re live in my home town of Philadelphia and I want you in a Philly Street Fight. No holds barred.  Weapons are legal.  Falls count anywhere.  You won’t be smirking so much when I’ve broken your jaw.

<Seth’s music hits and Seth takes the stage, looking out at the ring and Mikey.  He is wearing Mikey’s Television Title belt>

Seth: Michael Action Collins. While your idea does sound fun and I would love to hit you with any number of weapons, what’s in it for me?  What’s in it for me, Mikey?  Either you put this title on the line or I walk away with it.  Think how that makes you look to Courtney.

Mikey: Whatever it takes to get my hands on you, Seth.  This Sunday I’m breaking your neck and earning that title back.

Seth: We’ll see, Michael. We’ll see.

<The show goes off the air with Seth raising the title belt into the air which cues his music>

<Philadelphia. The Jackpot pay-per-view event.  Seth’s music plays as he walks down to the ring with the belt and relinquishes it before waiting for Mikey.  He is his usual confident, borderline cocky self.  He makes a show of relinquishing the belt to the referee, bowing and scraping and trying to ensure its safety before Mikey’s music hits.  Mikey comes out with Courtney and storms down the ring, leaving Courtney to make here way by herself.  The match is brutal and the two hit each other with everything they can get their hands on.>

<Courtney stays out of the way, showing concern for Mikey.  After Mikey’s forehead is busted open by a chair shot, Courtney goes to him, yelling at him to stop the match.  He shakes his head and she kicks him hard in the groin with her boots.  A pained Mikey falls to his knees with a “Why?” expression on his face.  Courtney turns away from him and takes off the chain belt draped over her hips.  She hands it to Seth who wraps it around his fist.  He punches Mikey with the chain and then pins him easily for the win.  Seth’s music hits and although he’s bruised and sore, he escorts Courtney to the back>

Announcer 1: What did we just see!?

Announcer 2: Behind every good man there’s a good woman and now there isn’t one behind Mikey Collins.

Robert Storm/William Cardona/Cass Calloway Promo

July 11, 2014

I posted a little bit of this before but I have a huge project that I have spent a lot of time on.  I created my own fake wrestling company with an ever-expanding roster.  I love writing pro-wrestling promos and exploring characters.  I do realize that my characters owe a lot of their inspiration to the entertainers and story lines I always loved.  I don’t care.  Actually, some of the characters I wrote appeared in my head before I saw performers just like them.  For instance, I wrote Paige before I saw her on NXT.  Well, not exactly but close enough.

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<With no fanfare or announcement, William Cardona, Esquire steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand and starts down the ramp and towards the ring>

Cardona: Ladies and Gentlemen, if I could have your attention just for a little while.  I know this wasn’t scheduled and I will try to keep this brief.

<A chorus of boos and chatter make it so anything the young lawyer would say would most likely be inaudible.  Cardona, who is now in the middle of the ring, gives the crowd a ‘Really?’ look and rolls his eyes.  He mocks checking his watch and taps his foot.  He finally makes the ‘Wrap it Up’ signal with his hand.  The boos grow louder.  Cardona seems to signal something to the timekeepers area and speaks into the microphone which is now louder>

Cardona: That’s about as warm a welcome as I can expect in a place like Miami, I guess.  I can’t wait to get out of this town so I can take a long, long shower and feel clean again.  <More boos>  Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yes.  I William Cardona Esquire, as a duly appointed representative of Storm Industries, stand before you in your time of need.  Believe me, your troubles have not gone unnoticed and our heartfelt sympathy is with you.  This situation with these ‘Wolves’ is bad.  If you think that a weak-willed boss like Ms. Trisha Cowan can manage damage control then I’m afraid you are sadly mistaken.  However, you can all start writing your thank you letters now because I have the perfect solution: my client, Robert Storm.

<Cardona points up the ramp as the lights go out and a single spotlight picks out a man in a suit sauntering into the light before fireworks go off and Robert Storm raises his hands in the air like a homecoming hero. Cardona applauds in the ring as he watches his client walk down the ramp and try to shake hands but the audience isn’t really buying it>

Storm: That’s right. I have returned. <Boos> You. Are. Welcome!  <He raises his arms in the air to more boos>  I have returned to save this company from those wolves at the gate and I am not asking for one thing in return. Trust me.  I hate to point out that I told you. I told you. I. Told. You.  You cannot trust Adam Wolf.  Well, I’m here to reassure you that I have experience with Adam. I can offer my expertise and my help. I don’t even want anything in return. Nothing at all. <Storm and Cardona share a look where they all but wink at each other>

<Storm and Cardona look up sharply as their time in the ring is interrupted by the music for Cass Calloway. Cass is carrying a microphone and as the music fades down and the crowd quiets back down, he speaks.>

Cass: I’ve got one question for you, Storm, with all due respect, of course.

Cardona: All questions, especially from inferior wrestlers, should be addressed in writing to Mr. Storm’s legal counsel first.

Storm: I’ll make an exception this time, William.  I’m feeling generous.  Ask your question, Cass, I won’t even complain about how rude it is to interrupt.

Cass: Alright, who asked you?  Who asked you to come and “save” us?

Storm: Nobody asked me to.  I just decided that I owed it to the good people who enjoy the product and services we provide.

Cass: Sounds generous but I think you’re just upset about the Wolves crowding in on your territory.

Storm: My territory. Cass, the only thing I’ve ever wanted was fair and honest competition.

Cass: That’s funny. That’s really funny.  Paul Storm, you’re a bully and a cheat and a liar.

Cardona:  Mr. Calloway, you are crossing the line into actionable slander.

Cass: Again, apologies, I wouldn’t want to get sued.  Everybody out there knows the truth anyway <He points out at the crowd>.  Though, if you’re looking for a fight, you don’t have to look any further than me.
<Suddenly he was in Storm’s face and Storm didn’t shy away>

Storm: If I have to prove that I’m the man for the job then yes. The match is on. I could use a warm-up match.

Cass: You and me. In the center of that ring and you know what?  Let’s make it right now.

<Cardona tries to say something to Storm off microphone but Storm waves him off>

Storm: You’re on.  Get a ref down here! <Storm starts to strip off his jacket and dress shirt as Cass Calloway’s music hits and he and a referee start heading towards the ring. Cardona scurries out of the ring quickly>

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