PROMO: BANG BANG!!

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

OOC: This promo took place yesterday. If you're going to argue with logic or something frivolous like that, shut up. Oh, and... um, it's a bit dissapoiting, but good enough, so comment anyway. I'm back, too.

 

 

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11:55am, 01.13.03, Gund Arena - Outside

 

The sun casts a bittersweet yellow on the Gund Arena, setting a very “noon-ish” mood… as it is, ironically enough, noon. The nearly empty parking lot of the stadium is like a blank canvas, just waiting to be painted with the several thousand cars sure to file into the lot when night falls. Actually, the only automobiles in sight right now, at 12pm, are stationed in the “Reserved Area,” each familiar to Taylor Nicholas Thompson as his gleaming yellow Taxi Cab drives him up to the arena. He counts them off, one-by-one, comparing each to their SWF counterpart.

 

”Lime Green Civic Honda - Ced Ordonez. Jet-Black [Z’s spray paint handiwork long covered up with a flawless paint job] Diablo – Silent. Lipstick Red Convertible - Annie Eclectic. Pink-And-White Bicycle Stolen From A Small Child In An Act Of Desperation – Suicide King. Ice-Blue Escalade – Fro--…”

 

“Here we are.”

 

”Here we are indeed,” Taylor repeats in his mind, memories bustling within his dreadlock-covered skull. Some might think that the dreadlocks grow right out of his brain, it’s not like he was using it for anything else when he left… or now, for that matter.

 

“Got any luggage?” the taxi-driver questions the mysterious and substantially smelly man that he’s been towing from the airport to the arena for almost an hour now.

 

“Nope, just the clothes on my back and the unlimited credit-card in my wallet,” TNT grins, stepping out of the taxi with a confident yet still slightly anxious stride.

”Traveling light… but it doesn’t matter, I’m starting over fresh anyway. Time to give the SWF one more try.”

 

Taylor unrolls the limited sum of actual cash that he was keeping in his pocket, and hands it over to the cab driver. His farewell to his guardian is an unenchanted “I’ll put thanking you on my ‘To Do’ list, later,” before he steps up onto the curb, glances up at the Gund Arena towering in front of him, and with a determined ”Let’s do this” slogan flashing through his mind, enters the building.

 

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11:55am, 01.13.03, Gund Arena - Locker Room

 

”One-hundred eighty-six…”

“One-hundred eighty-seven…”

“One-hundred eighty-eight…”

 

Robert Jackson Frost counts off push-up after push-up in his mind, obviously preparing for his match tonight, until…

 

BUUUUZZZZZZZZ!!

 

”11:55am,” Frost’s quazi-authentic Chilly Willy Digital alarm clock gives him the heads up.

 

Frost sighs, exhausted, before taking a quick swig of water, and wiping the hot sweat from his body with a small white towel.

 

”Should be here any minute now… probably should get into a presentable state. Then again, it IS only TNT. Eh, I’ll just throw on a t-shirt, don’t have too much time anyway… Hmm, I wonder if he’s changed… well, we’ll just have to wait and see,” the right side of Frost’s brain tells the left side of Frost’s brain, before both sides tell Frost’s body to walk out of the locker room, and shut the door behind him. He heads off to meet an old friend.

 

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12:00pm, 01.13.03, Gund Arena – Front Entrance

 

In the vacant entranceway of the Gund Arena, all by his lonesome, Taylor Thompson is a nice big jet-lagged heap of anxiety, intensity, and if he’s anything like he was when he left, stupidity. Alone, he has nothing but his own thoughts… and sadly, those thoughts aren’t the most deep, insightful thoughts in the World. In fact, they go something like: ”Hmm, I wonder if Z still has blue hair? Wait no… it was brown last time I saw him on TV… and then Thoth went insane and turned himself into a… well, a slightly different SNK character… who else is there? Annie is still hot, I’m sure... And it’ll be great to be back in the Magnificent Seven again, Frost is doing well… Speaking of Frosty, he should be here any minute now… Ok, remember, act serious. You need to REmake a good impression. Don’t be your usual happy-go-lucky self, just a—“

 

“Long time no see Taylor.” ”Oh God, he still has that horrible haircut.”

 

“HEYA FROSTY WHAT’S ON THE NEWISH SIDE OF THINGS YA BIG GALOOT!?” Taylor shouts merrily across the main sector of the Gund Arena. ”Oh NO. DAMMIT, THAT’S NOT SERIOUS. You’re such an idiot… wait, who the hell am I talking to. I’M such an idiot. Oh fuck it, I’ve messed everything up, this is going to be just like it was when I was here last. ‘Big Galoot’? What the HELL!? I’m STUPID. Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

 

“Nice to see you, how was Australia?” "Same old TNT, same old cheery attitude... though with all the shit going on, it's a little refreshing to see someone who still takes joy in life."

 

TNT raises a single eyebrow, surprised at not being rejected like Alexander Zenon on a blind date. “It was awesome enough… surfed most of the time, got into yoga a bit, too.” ”Hmmm, maybe I’m not coming off as an idiot?”

 

“Yoga? Right,.. idiot.”

 

”Wha--? Was that my mind!? Wait… no… THIS is my mind… what the hell was that then?”

 

The answer comes in the form of Tom Flesher, who steps out from seemingly nowhere. And as EWR was say: “Where is nowhere, and how does all of this stuff keep coming out of it? Does it have a factory?” Well, in this case, “nowhere” was from behind a nearby corner, where Tom had been listening to the conversation from afar.

 

”Hmmm, I didn’t even know that Tom was going to be here today. He doesn’t have a match or anything. Oh well, he better not go on an ego trip or something… like usual,” Frost ponders with a tinge of bitterness in his mind’s voice, but not enough so that anyone would particularly notice if they could hear his thoughts.

 

“Hey Taamo! Come to see me EXPLODE~!? upon my return? I mean, I don’t have a match or anything tonight… but you know, it’s still the social event of the season, I’m sure.”

 

“You know TNT, a lot has changed since you left… Frost and I are the tag champions now. El Luchadore Magnifico is the World Champ.”

 

“He was when I left.”

 

“…Oh. Well, he’s still champ, then. The H-Ville Thugg has returned, and so has his friend. The name Ash Ketchum means nothing now. There are only six members of the Magnificent Seven now.”

 

“Uhm…” ”This is your opening, hit him with it NOW, it’s your only chance. GO GO GO GO GO GO GO!” “Well, add a tad to that tally, because you can count me in as being back with the Mag7!”

 

“Well Taylor,” Frost starts. “It’s great to—“

 

“WHOA! Wait a sec.” Tom interrupts. And you just know that he’s going to ruin the moment by the tone in his voice, too. “We’re looking for a new recruit, but I don’t think that YOU would really fit the profile. So what makes you think that YOU’RE welcome back Taylor!?

 

“Well, I never really left… um…”

 

“Do you REMEMBER last time you were here? You won the US title, only to lose it RIGHT back to me less than a week later. You jumped on Frost’s back and let him carry you all the way to the Main Event… and then when you guys lost ONE match, you ran away crying! Can you name ANYTHING that you contributed?”

 

“I left,” Taylor grits his teeth like two pieces of a very, very gritty material. “because I stopped having fun once YOU came in charge”

 

”That’s right TNT. I’m in charge, and what I say goes. Right now, I’m one half the tag champs” he says, mumbling under his breathe “… and the better half at that.” He speaks up again, looking up into TNT’s face. “And I didn’t get this belt with all your useless screwing around. I earned it.” Frost glares at Tom, but Flesher could care less.

 

Taylor is lost for words now, fuming with anger. ”This is working out as flawlessly as I had planned, eh? I wanted to give Tom’s Magnificent Seven one more shot… I HAVE to give it one more shot, I HAVE to go on to greater things, I HAVE to make a name for myself. Well… I’ll just stand up to him RIGHT NOW! I’ll say ‘You know what Tom!? I’ve been with the M7 for longer than you, so you can just shove that up your pipe and smoke it!!”

 

With a huff and a puff, Thompson raises a finger into the air to give a final statement… “GAH! You know what? You let me back in and I’ll SHOW YOU how INTENSE I can be!!” Wow, what a statement, and by TNT to Tom Flesher nonetheless. And with that, he’s gone, back out into the brightness of the afternoon sunshine.

 

And then, silence, which sounds a little like “…”, invades the room. Neither of the men speak for what seems to be an eternity until Frost breaks the tension with a gruff question.

 

“So why didn’t you let him join again?”

 

“Oh worry about yourself Robert,” Flesher guffaw’s at his tag partner. “Jesus, sometimes I think that people just forget who’s in charge.”

 

Tom is gone within a second too, though his exit isn’t that of disappointment, it is that of pride [RE: Seven Deadly Sins.]

 

”So Tom thinks he has all the power in the Magnificent 7, eh? Screw him…” Frost almost thinks aloud, lighting up a cigar in his hands. ”I’ll show him how much power I have. And TNT will show him what a real man is made of…

 

 

 

… even if he is the weirdest bastard I’ve ever met.” And with that, Frost walks away from the arena, ending their unseen but Earthshaking encounter.

 

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Outside, sitting on the curb of the Gund Arena, nothing matters to Taylor Nicholas Thompson. His mind is a blur. His mentality is set on one goal. A single thought streamlines through his head over and over and over.

 

”They want intensity?

 

 

 

“…I’ll give them intensity then. They’ll watch me explode.”

 

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[Guest Powerplay]

Nice job on the promo, my man. It's good to have you back, and you do a good job adding some heat to the already hot Frost/Flesher rivalry. Kick ass, man.

[Guest DiabloIIFreak1010]

TNT?! BACK?!

 

::Marks out like there is no tommorow::

[Guest realitycheck]

You don't promo enough. You really don't. What is this, your third? I liked it, much like I enjoyed the push-up promo.

 

On the upside, this is worlds less repetitive.

 

A nice look into TNT's character, which is something that you completely failed to expand on your first run, and I hope you can continue to do something with him. You beingz off to a fine start, and it is INDEED nice to have you back. Although you've technically been back for two months in the JL. But still.

 

-Z

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

1.) I liked it, much like I enjoyed the push-up promo.

 

2) Although you've technically been back for two months in the JL. But still.

1.) I still don't think that the HEATED TOASTER~! promo gets the respect that it really deserves, still.

 

2.) Shhhhh.

[Guest Suicide King]

I stole a little girl's bike?

 

I mean, I did, but I wouldn't take it to work.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Holy shit, when did you get a character?

 

The monologue in the head style is a bit odd, and I wouldn't want to see it overdone, but it worked well here. TNT's return adds some explosive (har!) energy to the Frost/Flesher conflict that's slowly boiling.

 

When Frost and TNT both turn full face and rule the tag ranks as World and ICTV champs respectively by June...don't say I didn't warn you. Cause I did. When I wasn't thinking straight. A-yep.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

Wow. We know what TNT thinks like. I like this a lot, especially with TNT feeling he not only has something to prove, but someone to directly prove it against. It's amazing as well how Flesher has become our #1 active heel and has everybody -4 wanting his hide.

 

 

Well, time for more chicken soup, and maybe some sleep for the sick girl.

 

-Annie

 

p.s. are you insinuating that I'm a "lipstick" with that car? .... (Y)!

[Guest WrestlingDeacon]

I read this before and really like it. I think it shows a more mature style for TNT while clearly getting away from his sense of humor, which is very important and key to his writing and character. I don't mind seeing TNT becoming more focused and serious with his in ring work, but I defintely hope he doesn't turn "darker" like so many others have recently.

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

I read this before and really like it. I think it shows a more mature style for TNT while clearly getting away from his sense of humor, which is very important and key to his writing and character. I don't mind seeing TNT becoming more focused and serious with his in ring work, but I defintely hope he doesn't turn "darker" like so many others have recently.

Oh, we won't see that happening Frost. I don't sell out and wash the cyan blue dye out of my hair.

 

- Taylor "That's You, Zed" Thompson

[Guest realitycheck]

After all, to make TNT "darker" and "edgier", you'd have to increase his intelligence, and put forth the effort needed to write many promos detailing his personality change. I consider the source writing him, and realize that's impossible.

 

-Z

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

... Well, that too... but I like my cyan blue analogy better.

[Guest Tyler McClelland]

Very good quality promo, TNT... I liked it, even with the little stupid comments that have come to define you

 

However, as far as character development goes, this did wonders for you; it helped establish (in my mind anyway) that TNT is changing a ton as both a character and a personality.

 

Great job, and PROMO MORE.

 

- TM