PROMO: Motivation

[Zack Malibu 0]

"Dude...ZYON? Call me."

 

After hearing the voicemail, Todd Cortez hits his speed dial. After several rings someone picks up.

 

"About time you called back."

 

"Well I figured I'd wait a while so you didn't bust my balls too much."

 

"Listen, I'm not going to bust your balls. I'm going to be dead serious. You need to pull your head out of your ass."

 

Cortez is taken aback by the blunt statement from the voice on the other end.

 

"What are you..."

 

"No excuses, Todd. You think I don't keep up with things? C'mon, man. I know what you're going through. I know why you lost. For once in your career, you went into a match without focus."

 

"Here comes the "don't let a woman ruin your chances" talk, right?"

 

"No. I know what's on your mind, and that's why you lost. The only thing you can think of, the only thing you want to do, is get your hands on Landon Maddix. Am I right?"

 

"Yeah, you're right."

 

"OK, but you can't let this vendetta take you down the ladder. You have achieved so much, and truthfully, not to toot my own horn, but I think Martial Law held you back a little. Maybe I'm even responsible for holding you back a little, because you've been a loyal friend and fought my battles for me, even long after I was gone. It's appreciated, but I want you to start worrying about yourself. You can't start slipping, not now. You've got a match this weekend, right?"

 

"Yep, hardcore. Ghost Machine."

 

"That's perfect. Get all your frustration out. Maim the damn kid for all I care. Just can I give you a bit of advice."

 

"Even if I said no, you would."

 

"That's my man. Look, you've got Landon on the brain, and you need to channel that to your other responsibilities. If you can't shake Landon, you use that to your advantage. Adapt to your mental enviroment, if I may paraphrase you."

 

Cortez's eyes light up, and a smirk comes across his face.

 

"...pretend I'm in the ring with Landon?"

 

"No doubt. The way you've been chasing him, you'd climb Everest barefoot if it meant the chance to land a punch. If you're gonna have him on the brain, use it so it works for you. When you get in that ring Friday night, Ghost Machine can't be just another opponent. He needs to be your worst enemy. He needs to be Landon Maddix. Get it?"

 

"Got it."

 

"Good. Glad to be of help. Oh, and one more thing."

 

"What's that?"

 

"...ZYON?"

 

"Mike..."

 

"Haha, OK, I'm out. Peace."

 

"Later."

 

Cortez flips the phone shut, and throws it on the bed. Standing silently for a moment, he sighs, and quietly mutters the name of the man that haunts his thoughts.

 

"Maddix."

 

FADE OUT.

[Angel_Grace_Blue 0]

Good promo, it should have GM shaking in his circuits or whatever the hell.

 

Oh, and huzzah for not quoting that T.I. song.

[King Cucaracha 0]

Well, saves me asking you about some sort of Todd promo to make me seem less long-winded in this feud. Or long-winded, period.

 

Anyway, digging where this is going. Uber-focused Todd, bitter Maddix.

[Toxxic 0]

MVS sucks!

 

Nice promo, even making the loss to Zyon work in the context of the feud. So that's all good.

[Mr. S£im Citrus 0]

Nice to see that the friendship between Cortez and Van Siclen is so strong, and equally nice to see him giving his old friend some advice... even if he is a fucking jerk that I wish would die...

 

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