PROMO: Training Day

[Guest Ace309]

Mak Francis and Tom Flesher are on the floor of a large room with padded walls. The floors are completely covered with black amateur-style wrestling mats, and the two Magnificent Seven members are in the center of one of the ten-foot circles. Francis has his stablemate locked in a crossface hold; Flesher grimaces, obviously in pain. Still, he manages to grunt out a few quick instructions.

 

"Try to... arg... try to twist my head a little more to the left... ungh... because you're just pulling it back... guh... you're crushing my nose, not snapping my neck."

 

Dutifully, Mak adjusts his grip, threading his right arm around, shifting his weight and relocking his hands with Flesher's head twisted painfully toward him. His neck torqued beyond belief, the leader taps the mat quickly several times, and his protege lets go. Flesher gets his knees, cracks his neck and nods.

 

"Good job, Mak. Now.... put the cobra clutch on." Obligingly, Mak applies a half nelson, then grabs Flesher's left arm and pulls it across his face into the vaunted Million Dollar Dream. He doesn't tighten the hold, though, anxious to see what Flesher wants to explain. As Flesher continues talking, the camera pans around the mat room, showing Frost, Annie Eclectic, Mercury and TNT sitting against the wall and watching.

 

"Loosen it up, like you're just about to apply it." Mak lets go, and Flesher extends his left arm. "There's no way you're going to get it on Thoth that easily. He's too technical. Good thing Sacred did us a favor, eh? Tell me, Mak, do you know how to use a cross armbreaker?"

 

Mak shakes his head. "Dammit," sighs Tom, "I knew Danny retiring would ruin this stable." Flesher wriggles free. "Frost, come on out here and show him how to do a cross armbreaker."

 

Frost raises an eyebrow. "You want me to get out there and do what?"

 

"A cross armbreaker. Flying, preferably."

 

"Uh, Tom...?" Mak looks a little nervous. "Are you... SURE you want him to do that?"

 

"Hell yeah. If Hogan could do it, he can."

 

Annie raises her hand. "Who's Hogan?"

 

"Er.... one of the indy workers from the 80s. Anyway. Frost, get out here."

 

Frost grabs Mak's arm, looks him over quickly, and then yanks Mak forward and levels him witha short arm clothesline. Flesher steps in and shoos him away, saying, "Come on, man, he's your stablemate!"

 

"Sorry.... reflex."

 

"Jesus. TNT?"

 

"WATCH ME EXPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODE~!"

 

Thompson jumps up and charges at Mak, who sidesteps. TNT runs into the padded wall, and bounces off from the force of the impact. As he returns, he looks at Flesher and asks, "What am I doing again?"

 

"Cross armbreaker."

 

"Sheer drop cross armbreaker?"

 

"No, just a cross armbreaker."

 

"Cross armbreaker suplex?"

 

"... no, just a plain old cross armbreaker."

 

"Orange cru-"

 

"Hammerlock suplex, Taylor. Do a hammerlock suplex."

 

Thompson grabs Mak by the left arm and twists it backwards before lifting Mak up. Flesher taps him carefully, indicating that he shouldn't FINISH the suplex. "Good job, man... Mak, you can finish a backdrop suplex, right?" Mak nods. "Good man. You can do that to Thoth." Flesher looks over at Annie. "Annie, can YOU do a cross armbreaker?"

 

Annie nods. "You want a flying cross armbreaker, right?"

 

"Uh huh."

 

"The kind where you grab his arm and somersault, then land on the mat with the hold on?"

 

"Absolutely, Annie."

 

"That requires flipping."

 

"Christ, woman, sit back down." Flesher turns to Mercury. "How about you? You've got the most experience out of any of us. You should be able to show Mak a thing or two."

 

Mercury obligingly gets to his feet. Mak holds out his left arm. Mercury grabs the wrist and, moving quickly, trips Mak at the heel. As Mak falls, Mercury spins around and lands in textbook position for a cross armbreaker. "I've taken a few of these," he explains. They never see it coming."

 

Flesher smiles and nods. "Excellent job, man. Excellent. Now you... make sure you kick the everloving shit out of Ash on Storm. Mak... one more thing."

 

Flesher grabs Mak's arm and pulls him to his feet. He jumps up, planting his foot on Mak's ribs, and then does a quick forward roll, pulling Mak down in a classic flying cross armbreaker. "See? There are as many setups for this thing as you'd ever want. Use it wisely, and always, ALWAYS remember... the ropes are your friend."

 

Flesher nods, and Mak smirks to himself, as the vignette fades.

[Guest realitycheck]

Another day, another Z suggestion to Tom is used. Stop stealing my ideas, varment. You'd be nothing without me!

 

 

Seriously, though, good promo with a point, that entertains, too. It also reaffirms that there are, you know, OTHER people in the stable. Maybe they could PROMO MORE so that we wouldn't FORGET about THEM. HINT HINT.

 

-Z

Sorry, a BOUT of RANDOM capitals THERE. Tragic epidemic, shame it's in season.

[Guest WrestlingDeacon]

If Mak doesn't beat Thoth with a cross armbreaker I'm finding where you live and kicking your ass.

 

I like the idea of the Mag 7 having a group training session, but most everyone felt bland and/or a little out of character. I can see the humor you were going for, but I felt it was unneeded in a promo like this and doesn't completely come across.

 

Clearly establishing Mak as Tom's protege and having Tom clearly take the leadship reigns are good moves. I like the notion of Mercury taking Danny's place as the technical marvel on the team as it adds to his character. The flipping reference to Annie is subtle and funny. And don't think Lucha-Frost can't do a flying cross armbreaker. HOSS ~ POWER!

[Guest Powerplay]

"Cross armbreaker."

 

"Sheer drop cross armbreaker?"

 

"No, just a cross armbreaker."

 

"Cross armbreaker suplex?"

 

"... no, just a plain old cross armbreaker."

 

"Orange cru-"

 

"Hammerlock suplex, Taylor. Do a hammerlock suplex."

An LOL at the origins of those lines. Solid stuff, actually showing off the whole Magnificent 7 (6). And props to using Mercs character well; he was beginning to get moldy sitting in the jobber bin.

[Guest Thoth]

BAHAHAH! How many cross-armbreakers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

 

NONE! Because they all sold the double axhandle!

[Guest TheBostonStrangler]

Nice promo. Now write a 10 promo series putting Merc over as the next Benoit, because Merc is that damn good.

[Guest Kibagami]

Flesher, if you ever use a Orange Crush cross armbreaker, you will be my personal Jesus.

 

That is all.

 

S.

[Guest kelloggs]

Nice nice Taamo. You and Merc taught Flesher Lite well. I would bring back the gimicked whispers but I'm too tired.