Challenge: Shoot Promo (400 words MAX!!) Last week, competitors gave us a taste of who they were. Now it’s time to cut loose and show us that FIRE! Whether it’s towards a specific fellow contestant, multiple contestants, or all of them, this is for you to show us what you can do!
OOC Notes: -Competitors will NOT be wrestling against each other in kayfabe...YET. -Roleplay by responding IN THIS THREAD! Do NOT post to the roleplay board or make a separate post! -At the end of the roleplay window, this account will be the last response in this thread to to close off roleplaying and end this weeks challenge. -AW checks the word counts of each roleplay with wordcounter.net and it is the ONLY tool we use to check word count. All roleplayers should use this as well!
DEADLINE: THURSDAY, JULY 15th. 11:59PM aka midnight Eastern Standard Time.
Who Is Still In The Competition? Daniel Davis Remy Murphy Madeline Whittney Bozo Tauqeer Artes Kazim Meunier Aphriya Adler-Ward Lewis Chad Pinkston Mathew Knox Minnie Diego Tesoro
Post by Lewis Chad Pinkston on Jul 9, 2021 23:45:50 GMT -5
Narrator: We once again find our Hero climbing out of the bushes. Still grasping the baby bunny in his hands. Gentle and soft. Much like him.
Lewis: Like I know that I’m supposed to come out and say mean things about all of you, but that’s just not how Big LC rolls. I’d much rather roll a fat blunt, spark it and listen to some Pink Floyd.
**~~**With his free hand Lewis pantomimes smoking a blunt.**~~**
Lewis: Hol up? Knox? You’re like a million years old, what was it like seeing Pink Floyd live in their prime, while you were still in your prime? Let’s face it you’re not like wine, and you sure ain’t getting better with age. You’re so old you my dad could call you daddy. Although I guess there are fifty year aged whiskeys out there, they are a little out of my price range tho.
**~~**Lewis gives the camera an unassuming nod.**~~**
Lewis: Look brahs and brah-ettes, I know that I can’t match you physically in the ring. I know that this is a long shot for me to even be here, but I’ll be honest. I’m only here for the gash. Like when the ladies see you on TV…. I’m talkin’ panty dropping, sip soppin’, geyser between the legs.
**~~**A quick smile as Lewis places the small bunny on the ground as it hops away.**~~**
Lewis: And I’m just gonna ride that wave like it’s a whitewater river trip. Sup MINNIE? Nah I’m not gonna say nothin’ bad about you. Why? Because you befriend me. You didn’t come out all braggadocious. You were nice, and I like that. See I’m just a laid back guy.
**~~**Lewis begins to wag his finger towards the camera.**~~**
Lewis: But the rest of y’all look like you need to be on a list somewhere. Seriously most of you look like school shooters without courage or follow through. It’s gonna look real funny when it comes down to me and MINNIE Mouse.
Narrator: Our hero’s attention is quickly curtailed as the baby bunny scurries back into the bushes and he follows. This man is going to taint this entire industry and he doesn’t even know it.
**~~**Lewis’ head pops up from the bush. Several leaves are stuck to his hair.**
Lewis: Hehe….. Taint.
Narrator: *Sigh* He’s the best hope you have of making this competition interesting.
Post by Aphriya Adler on Jul 13, 2021 17:10:59 GMT -5
"Should I be specific?"
The voice of the young mixed martial Artist, Aphriya Adler comes across the speakers just before she appears smiling.
"They're all going to come at me. Remember folks, I'm not the pro wrestler here. I'm coming from a different sport."
The screen shifts to a black and white slow motion of Aphriya laughing. Then quickly back to her jogging in front of the camera. Her breaths are level and steady. Her blonde ponytail sways with each step.
"Most of y'all are thinking and partially hoping I jump all over Mister Pinkston. He is obviously a front runner for me to burn. You know degrade him while selling the fight. Y'all know, do what I have been doing. He doesn't realize that. Neither do the other competitors. What's with Matt. Aren't you like a person that's been in this business for a bit? Why be on this show? You don't belong more than I do."
Another quick shift to black and white slow motion of her chuckling. Then back to the jog.
"We know nothing of several of y'all. Why? Pretty simple really. Y'all didn't participate last week. Why? Laziness? Forgetfulness? Either way it doesn't matter. There is only one person who is going to be standing at the end of all of this."
"My looks mean nothing. What does matter is my ability to sell to you folks at home my upcoming fight. My next match. Entertain y'all. Also whoop some tail inside the ring. I know how to do it. It has now come down to execution. I said it earlier. My drive. My dedication. And my work ethic are all second to none. Time to show it. That is what this is all about. Taking the criticism sent by Spencer Adams, using it and applying it to our future promo work."
Aphriya smiles at the viewfinder. She turns her head and gazes behind her. Before returning her eyes to the folks at home.
"I'm here to stand out. Not just by my looks. No sir. I am fat more than these dime a dozen titties. I'm far more than these blonde strands. I'm gunning for victory. Victory over every single one of you. I'm standing here saying what I need to. I will not be denied this. Already on someone's radar. Pay attention."
Aphriya smiles with a wink as she fades out.
Action Wrestling Record ~~>>WINS---LOSSES---DRAWS/NCs<<~~ 002---001---000
Achivements Thus Far Final Four of The Search (1st Season)
Post by Diego Tesoro on Jul 14, 2021 1:40:04 GMT -5
Who the hell are any of you, really? You're not me. You don't live the life I have lived. No puedes permitirte cosas caras. You can't afford expensive things like I can. My family is wealthy and rich, and I'm the most powerful man in this competition. You think any of you can defeat me? You'd need an American Army and you're too small to do that.
El dinero es la droga más poderosa is a saying in my country. Money is the most powerful drug.. and you're looking at the most addicted superstar in Action Wrestling now. The Search is tailor made for me, perros. I will win this and be richer beyond your wildest dreams and when I am given the free ticket to a Championship shot, I will then be Champion in Action Wrestling.
What will you be? A little loser. A little perro. Bark bark doggy is all you will be doin', but I will be running the yard. I'll be running Action Wrestling as one of the most wealthiest successful businessman this sport has ever seen.
Do you know why? I'm Diego Tesoro.. and you're not.
I have passion for lucha libre in Action Wrestling. You're not as passionate as me. You can't manage this lifestyle, this extreme lifestyle the way I can. It's difficult waking up in a 15 bedroom mansion in Monterrey, Mexico surrounded by beautiful women and fast cars and still be the greatest Champion this sport has ever seen. That's who I am. I am passionate about this. Everywhere I go they say "Diego, you're so passionate" well it's true.
None of you can handle me. You're a little perro to me and I'm the bitch walker. Buwah. You're a clown, a skinny little woman, a wannabe fighter and the rest of you are too plain to even call out. Welcome to the Search but this season will be the season of Diego Tesoro.
Post by Kazim Meunier on Jul 15, 2021 9:29:05 GMT -5
Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !
Contre nous de la tyrannie
L'étendard sanglant est levé, (bis)
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats ?
Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras
Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes !
Aux armes, citoyens,
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons, marchons !
Qu'un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons !
"La Marseillaise" the French National Anthem plays in the background as Kazim stands in front of a French Flag by a French Embassy in whatever state the venue of The Search location is filmed in. With his hand over his chest, he proudly belts out the lyrics of his beloved country line by line. After the Chorus finishes, he takes a gulp of water from his bottle, and then shows off his bilingual skills by conversing in English.
Hello American friends, and those watching on the AW Network around the world.
He waves his hand greeting the camera.
The producer suggest I make fire of my opponents. Now my English isn't perfect, but I understand enough to get by. Just like in France, in America, pretty sure setting person on fire is bad. Can go jail because of it, so I no do.
Kazim shook his head
Plus big problem, fire need, heat, oxygen and fuel to start. Today very cold, weather forecast say hot, but weather forecast big liar, get wrong.
He did not trust the weather people.
I no say bad things about my opponents, make observation though. I be honest, only see name on sheet. This week get to meet everyone in person, stay six feet away, important maintain social distancing where possible.
Daniel Davis? Related to jazz legend Miles Davis? Remy Murphy? Remy strong French name, they like Eddie Murphy? Cop Hills Beverly. Madeline Whittney? Madeline also strong French name, much respect. Bozo? This a teenage mutant ninja turtles villain. Tauqeer Artes? Let's play ball buddy. Matthew Knox? Knock knock who is there? Minnie? Where is Mick Mouse?
He meant Mickey Mouse. The dude that's on all the Disney logos.
This should be enough. No mention Lewis, Aphriya or Diego. They already promo. Not get accused of replying to their promos. Not get eliminated this week. Vive La France.
Post by avantgarde on Jul 15, 2021 14:16:32 GMT -5
Normally, Madeline Whittney’s rented studio space is a chaotic mess of ideas in various mediums, or the results of violent outbursts against her own artistic attempts. However, today it is organized. Stacks on stacks of cheap paintings fill the studio, in a variety of colors and styles. There is only one thing they have in common:
Happy clowns, sad clowns, groups of clowns, monochrome and rainbow, clowns from different eras and parts of the world. Madeline is surrounded by cheap, low quality clown portraits. She looks thoughtfully at the canvases, scissors in one hand and a paintbrush with glue on it in the other. Behind her is a canvas on an easel, roughly 2 ft. wide and 3 ft. tall, with a blanket over it
“I have a great appreciation for entertainers. Like artist’s, their goal in life is to express the follies of humanity for consumption by the masses. Unfortunately, the topic of my piece today is not an entertainer. In fact, he openly admits he’s a joke.
Bozo, I chose you as the subject of this artwork because you are truly an enigma to me. Why are you here, in The Search? I understand that life has been rough as of recently for you, but what will an Action Wrestling contract do to remedy that? Did you run out of drinking money? Are you looking for a new way to fall into the bliss of unconsciousness? Or did they just pull you off the street at the last minute because they needed some zany character to spice up the first few episodes before you were unceremoniously booted?
The point is, this competition isn’t for people who have already given up on their life, the living dead who stumble through life glassy eyed, on the hunt for a way to forget themselves. It is for the hungry, the young, the untiring, passionate few who will do whatever it takes to claim the opportunity to forever change their lives. For corpses like you, there is only one place.”
With a flourish, Madeline throws the blanket off the canvas, revealing her painting, or rather, collage. Snippets from the clown painting depict the top of a hill, unkempt with tall grass and weeds. The central focus of the collage is a gravestone, chipped and moss covered. Emblazoned on the grave is the epitaph “Here lies a nameless, penniless, unloved, unknown clown.”
Last Edit: Jul 15, 2021 14:17:46 GMT -5 by avantgarde: got rid of extra spaces
You see, inside this head of mine is some things that rattle around that make me .. tick. For what it's worth, I don't hate any of you guys, but it's safe to say that I'd never hang out with any of you outside of this competition and I'd never befriend any of you because I don't think you're able to withstand the punishment that I can take and the punishment I can give. I spent thousands of dollars on what I thought love was supposed to be. For who I thought life was giving me and boy, was I wrong.
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Yeah. I was wrong. I'm always wrong. That's all I'll ever be is wrong. The few of you in this competition that want the Action Wrestling contract that want the money and the Championship opportunity may think you have it right, but you're just like me. Wrong. She wasn't the one boys and girls. Hahahaha. She left my ass and ran off with another man taking my money, my car, MY LIFE, hell, it happens. That's how the circus goes right? It's three rings for a reason. Any time you're done watching one of the rings, theres two more to dart your eyeballs towards.
I'm The Search winner. Not because I want this but because this is all I have left and I have nothing to lose. Don' believe me? Look at me. The biggest carnie in the world stands directly in front of you. hahahahahahhaahhaha.
Welcome to the Circus. Let me show you around.
Hire me @ 491-888-3549. I do kids parties, birthday parties, weddings, anything. Just text me and give me the address.
“I’ve never been great at hellos, so at least that’s done.”
The feed cuts in, black and white. Matthew Knox is seated in the middle of the shot, puffing on a cigarette before flicking it off to the side. He exhales the smoke through his nose, nodding a confirmation to a thought not yet spoken.
“Guess this is where I get the first of the guff? I Wonder what it will be? I’m old? I left a promotion or two? I’m a mopey, broody cliché that no one wants to deal with?” a chuckle dismissive and brooding as the cliché demands “That’s rich coming from a group of people who had to be just as extra on their job application.”
“Athletes making a change, actual clowns, painters and then some who make the clown look as boring as the transitioning athlete. I wish I could have prepared something a little more in depth and stinging, but that would in turn require my muse to possess some depth eh?”
“See, the whole lot of you have been given an advantageous shot at me. I’m the one here with history in this business, and plenty of talking points for you to throw in my face. Addiction, coming up short in big spots, injuries, talking out my neck and falling short yet again...it OUGHT to be a turkey shoot. Will it be?” he smirks, and shrugs to his competition.
“Whereas me? I’m punching blind and taking you all at face value. Which.. . I mean, what do I really have to work with? Minnie finger paints, The clown looks like he isn’t allowed near chuck e cheese, LC...well I can’t even insult him. Uninspiring as he is.”
“So, a blanket message. Get your shots in now, and enjoy this reprieve from the actual violence. Whoever gets sent home now? The beneficiary of the greatest mercy. For me, and the rest of you? I look forward to our violence being louder than your petulant screams and rants could ever be.”
And with that, as his gaze leaves the lens, we fade to black.
Post by Daniel Davis on Jul 15, 2021 22:33:35 GMT -5
The young man introduced all too briefly as Danny Davis is seated in a folding deck chair, the backdrop to which is the same unsightly RV as had been shown before. His attention seems solely focused on the camera.
"Let's get things started with a question. What, pray tell, gives any competitor in The Search an excuse to stay silent at any point when the task is as simple as 'hello'? While I can understand stage fright, one must realize that an inability to accomplish the simple objective of introducing oneself, is proof enough that no success will be found in this business. Remy, Minnie, Kazim, consider yourselves quite lucky. Had I been in charge, you would have been led out of that facility without ever setting foot in an actual ring. And perhaps it will happen still, if your act isn't together much more impressively in the immediate.
"With that aside, who have we left? I see some people hiding behind gimmicks and backstories so copied-and-pasted across the sport, that I have to write a note to prompt me with their names and hide it behind the camera. A clown. A veteran finally getting his shot in a company worth competing for. An MMA competitor trying her hand in a different realm. A couple foreign-born money-bags who got bored with the pandemic, and a martial artist or two. If it weren't for the starving artist I would argue that there isn't an individual in this competition who truly stands out as being different.
"But that's what makes you so special, isn't it Madeline? I'll give you credit. You impressed a former world champion. Well done. All the paint in the world won't help you win a wrestling match, though. Fun approach, but you're trying too hard. Do what needs to be done, but don't oversell the quality of the brush, when it's the grand design that holds the most importance.
"At the end of the day, who in this competition really has a shot here? The two who could copyright claim one another? The drunkard circus reject? Or the man who knows not to play his entire hand on the first turn of the game? Thanks for the tip, Spence, but don't worry a bit about whether I've got what it takes. It will just be a matter of time until I can prove it."
The scene opens inside the training facility where once more, eleven hopefuls are all gathered one next to the other, all eagerly awaiting the proceedings.
Lewis Chad Pinkston.
Ethan Miller: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to week two of The Search.
EM is shown in his signature suit, stone face on. He looks around at the participants, letting tension drag as he does so.
Ethan Miller: Last week, most of you were able to introduce yourself to the AW universe. Others were not. Those that did received some words of advice from Spencer Adams.
He motions for an envelope identical to the one from last week and pulls it into frame before turning his attention right back to the lineup.
Ethan Miller: This time around, your challenge was simply to shoot. Whether that be on one or two opponents or the entire field, that much was left up to you. Once again, Spencer Adams watched every submission and as you can probably guess, I’m holding more feedback.
EM tears open the envelope and pulls out the sheet within. He glances up for a moment before letting his eyes return to the text.
“LC, your opener on Knox was GREAT. If you know me, you know I’m a man who loves a good punchline. The general riff shoot was solid. If one thing fell flat for me though, it’s listening to you talk about how much you love MINNIE. Whether that’s the case or not, you used precious screen time to go the opposite route of the shoot challenge. Reminding the world about who you are and what it is you stand for works fine, but remember what you’re taking part in too.”
LC nods and shrugs at the same time, somewhat unphased.
“Aphriya! You took the advice given to you and you NAILED it! TARGETED. SHOOT. You hit the people who skipped out on submitting last week, hit others questioning if they belong here and said why. I love that. I’m seeing extra flavor and that’s great. Just think about how you pace yourself, how you speak. You sounded just a little rushed with your speaking in spots, but that’s an easy fix.”
Aphriya smiles from ear to ear, visibly excited with the response.
“Diego, much better showing from you this week too. You were punchy and upped the personality factor. I don’t have a major criticism, but maybe watch the repetition a bit. It’s not a hindrance yet, but people are going to be watching to see how well you can switch it up.”
Diego swipes his hand towards Ethan, dismissing every word of it.
“Kazim, your English isn’t that bad. Don’t worry about whether it is or not either. Focus on maintaining confidence despite whether it’s a little broken or not. Your promo was fun. It didn’t give me a ton to chew on, but it did make me laugh. That said, while I’m a guy who likes to have fun, I also like the stank face that comes from hard hitting promo work. Next time, make us feel a bit more of your serious side when the situation calls for it. Remember, step to the current challenge.”
Kazim makes a Robert De Niro face.
“Madeline, good strategy. The specifics were kept vague for a reason and you took advantage of that by choosing to focus in on a single opponent and drop pro quality shoot, maximizing camera time to dig a little deeper. I think we saw multiple strategies work this week, but yours did lead to you having a clean promo. I actually have no criticisms. Great work!”
She looks straight at Bozo.
“Bozo, your passion was there and you did a good job painting your picture. As for everything else….I’m still not sure why you’re here or why you were selected for it. It kinda feels like you actually want to get eliminated. On one hand, I suppose you deserve some props for just being true to who you are. Do you need to talk to somebody though?”
Bozo belches and lets out a shitty chuckle.
“Matt, you once again made people feel your presence. Your experience showed. Your confidence showed. Two weeks and two promos deep and you’ve felt like a heavy hitter both times. You did a fantastic job at weaving between general shoot and specified points. Perfect pace, smart use of allotted time. This is another promo I have no criticisms for.”
Matt motions towards Ethan, signaling for the next round.
“Daniel, who did I just watch and what did they do with Daniel Davis? I challenge people to do better and they come out swinging like a brand new person. THIS is what The Search is all about. I like giving critiques, but I love when I can’t. A strong week all around gets closed out by one of the strongest promos we’ve seen.”
Daniel pokes a pointer finger against his chest. EM does his scan of the line, shaking his head and exhaling as he does so.
Ethan Miller: It was made clear that this is where things pick up. We can’t keep all of you and that’s why….TONIGHT..someone will be leaving The Search and we will find out who that person is... when we come back!
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We return to the facility with back and forth shots between hopefuls and our host. Ethan remains in front of them, hands overlapping in front of himself.
Ethan Miller: Before the break, I told you that somebody will be going home tonight.
The air remains tense, expressions for each participant looking much less playful.
Ethan Miller: However, there were three of you who neglected to submit your promos this week and like we said before, no more freebies.
We switch shots again, the camera focusing on three of the participants.
Ethan Miller: Remy...Tauqeer...MINNIE. It’s the end of the road for the three of you. At this time, we ask you all to leave your boots in the ring behind me.
The three competitors file in one after the other, unlacing and leaving their boots standing on the canvas. The exit back out through the ropes and walk down the steps. Ethan shoots them a nod as we watch them make their way out the front door.
Ethan Miller: As of right now, the eight of you are safe. Next week, we turn things up again. Creativity will be tested and remember, no more off weeks. Who will survive? Tune in next week to find out...right here...on THE SEARCH!
The camera zooms out to the grander shot of Ethan and the eight remaining participants. The show cuts to black.
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Lochlyn Cade: I'm so freakin hyped for that 5 v 5 match on CruiserClash.
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