Post by Amber Payne on May 10, 2022 11:43:26 GMT -5
**This is a promo for a match for another fed called Paragon Pro Wrestling on Facebook**
Paragon Pro Wrestling Live Season 5/ Episode 1: The Reboot
Fatal Four Way for # 1 Contender to Femme Fatale Championship
Amber Payne vs Victoria Sky vs Sophie Schreiber vs Emily LeStrange
Promo: Coming for You…
[scene opens]
Camera fades into a Paragon Pro Wrestling show with the stage in the back. Suddenly playing “Surface Pressure” by No Resolve starts to play with Amber Payne name appearing. Amber comes walking out from the back with a black bandana covering her mouth, purple one wrapped around her head. Wearing jeans, t-shirt, and black sneakers she stands there as her new music is playing while she takes her right hand, placing it across her chest with her ring finger bent back. She walks down the ramp slapping few fan’s hands. Few fans in attendance booing her after her not so impressive win over Liberty Massaro at Heir to the Throne 4. She gets up to the ring and hops up, turn her body as she smiles out to the fans who still cheer for her. She climbs into the ring and pulls down the bandana covering her face. She walks over towards where the ring announcer is sitting and motions to be handed the microphone. Mic is handed to her as she steps up on the bottom rope near the corner, spins up and lands sitting down on the top corner buckle. Music stops as she looks out the crowd. Fans cheering for her, some booing. It doesn’t bother her anymore who roots and who hates her anymore, Amber does what Amber wants to do now a days. She raises the microphone to her mouth…
“PPW, what is going on tonight?!” Amber shouts out…
Fans cheers, few boos as she predicated. As the crowd simmers down, you can hear one fan scream “YOU CAN GO TO HELL C%^T”. Fans in unison go WOOOOAHHHH! As Amber shocked looked on her face. She turns her head towards the direction of that fan as the rest of arena boos loudly at the disruptive fan. Amber raises the mic back up to her mouth….
“Security, please go ahead and do your job, remove that dbag!”
Fans cheer for her as she looks down a bit and smirks. Camera now facing Amber as we can see the scars and bandages from the brutal match she went through at Heir to the Throne 4.
“I want everyone to see all these bandages and scars from my match at Heir to the Throne. Knock Out Match with Liberty Massaro. Liberty, you prove to me you hell of a competitor. In fact, you earn just a smidge of respect from me. However, as I told you before and told many of the wrestlers in the back you open Pandora’s Box, be cautious of letting out The Huntress because you will be fighting for not just your career but everything, fight for survival. That what it was, in the end with the help of my awesome little sister you were defeated. Sorry Liberty…blood is a lot thicker than anything. Now look at you…broken…destroyed…you body no cover in more scars than me. Your precious barbie body is gone. You’re not the IT girl anymore…and I proved to you and everyone I am better than you.”
As Amber was speaking, the rude fan was removed from the building. Amber’s demeanor changed from smiling to her determined look she always has. She smirks again as the fans of PPW cheer for their Queen of Strong Style….
“Now before I get into talking about my match coming up on Live, I have to make two shout outs tonight. One…goes out to my little sister Nikki Payne. Despite losing the ladder match in one of the best matches in her career, I am still proud of her effort and in the future, she will be champion. Tonight, she is taking time off to rest but I can assure you on Live she will be in my corner.”
Fans start to applaud for respect towards Amber sister’s effort and performance at Heir to the Throne. Few fans start to cheer “NIKKI! NIKKI!”. Amber head now tilting down as she puts the microphone up in the air to encourage the fans to cheer for her sister... she picks her head up and looks out to the crowd as she brings the microphone to her mouth…
“Speaking of sisters… My girl Ria Neveah. Congrats on earning an opportunity as number one contender to PPW World Heavyweight Championship. Damn girl! I am so proud of you. You come a long way, stepped out of the shadow of someone we do not want to mention and just proved more to everyone why you one of the pillars of IGPT women’s division. Ria, you ever need it I got your back no matter what!”
Fans cheer loudly for Ria as Amber puts her hands up waving to the crowd to cheer louder for her. Fans chanting “RIA! RIA! RIA!” Amber stops as the fans calm down and allow her to speak….
“Enough about everyone else. Time to talk about me. This week on Paragon Pro Live I step in the ring with three other competitors to get a shot at becoming number one contender for the Femme Fatale Championship. Now, I already know most of you and some in the back already thinking that I was handed this opportunity. Wrong! I earn my shot to get a shot at becoming number one contender. Everything I do, I earned. I don’t get on my knees and suck little things…I don’t get on my knees and kiss ass to get title shots or big opportunities. Just like anyone else I fight for every I do here in Paragon Pro. If anyone doesn’t deserve to have another shot at Femme Fatale Title, it’s you Victoria Sky. I mean how many times has been and how many times you lost? Really Victoria you shouldn’t even be in this match so why would I waste my time speaking about you.”
Amber moves the mic from her mouth as she looks out to the crowd. The camera moves amber left side panning out the crowd reaching her to her words. Amber moves the microphone back up close to her mouth. Still sitting on the top of the corner she turns her head to face…
“Oh, I didn’t forget about you Captain Cold Sophie Schreiber. Might want to change your nickname to Captain Ghost because we all know here in PPW you will lose this match and leave again. Hey, Victoria is staying than you. Come on! You think disappearing for long time and you come back with that pathetic attack to Sho you think your going to pick up right where you left off honey bun? Na bitch, you should have taken your ass back to the end of the line and waited your turn. Seriously, everyone here at PPW, even the women’s division did forget about you. You’re just a photo on the wall of memories we all want to forget. But hey! Look at you…”
Camera moves back and pans around towards the front of Amber as she hops down from the corner post and begins to walk towards the middle of the ring. She puts one hand in her pants pocket with the other hand still on the microphone. Her facial expression is trying to feel impressed…
“That’s right look at you. Smoking those death sticks that will make you uglier than you are now. Now your dark hair trying to be a tuff girl like a wanabe you think you are. You need to go back your hairstylist and tell her to fix your roots because I still some of that dumb blonde in you. Sophie seriously, you’re not even threat or on anyone’s radar. Your threats mean nothing because your just mad that you got evicted out of Trump Tower after your favorite president was kicked out of office. Your just…nothing. So, Captain Crap, you’re going to see why I am the Queen of this division and why Strong style is me.”
Amber takes a few seconds to allow the fans react to her words. Fans cheering for her as she walks slowly around the ring. Camera following her in front of her as she stops at a corner and leans her back on it…. raise the microphone back up to her mouth…
” Emily LeStrange. You are strange. I guess cheap parlor tricks will do that to make people think your scary. Really sweetie, you’re not scary at all. There have been people like you that have come and go acting like that, just didn’t work. You really think I need to prove to you and everyone that I am one of the best in women’s wrestling today. No… I AM one of the best. I have been proving that since day one. Unlike you and Sophie, I didn’t go poof! Your clearly oblivious…I don’t need fame or to be Ms. Popularity to get over in this business. All I want is to wrestle…kick some ass… and become the best woman wrestler of all time. I don’t need to look back because I look forward to my future. You think I am replaceable? Your biggest one of them all. See Emily, me, and several women in PPW have help rebuild this division. So, in our eyes we are all equals…except for you. But I like you just a little bit. You want to see why they called me Queen of Strong Style? I’ll be gladly to show you as I take your head off.”
Amber continues to stroll around the ring as she looks out to the crowd. Fans cheering for her. She begins to walk over to the ropes facing the hard cam as she looks up at it. She pulls her hand out of her pocket as she takes both arms and leans on the top rope. She stops smiling and have an expression that appears to be unimpressed…
“Everyone knows I am going to defeat Victoria Sky, Sophie Schreiber, Emily LaStrange to become the number one contender for the Femme Fatale Championship. Why? because it is destiny. It is destined for me and Sho to write the last chapter in our story. Sho…sister…. friend. I have watch you from your humble beginnings in this industry to flourishing as the top female talent in this business. You have surpassed one we shall not mention. You are the very best of all of us. You should be in contention for world championship title match. You have worked so hard to get where you at that you shouldn’t be overlooked. Or is that what they tell you? Huh Sho? What happen to the Sho I know? What happen to the little girl who rode with DOA from city to city, listen to our stories, taking in our advice? What happen to the humble girl that just wanted to wrestle? What happen to the Bubblegum Princess? All I see is a different person, another soul in the wrong body. I see a person that has to have nickname after nickname after nickname to make herself stand out: War Goddess, War Forged Fighter, Iron Queen. What I see is the same soul…that was in me. Sho, I told you since day one never ever let anyone control your path. That the demons and wolves in this industry that will eat you up and spit you out when they are done with you. The same demons that will make you think you on top of the world. How do I know that? Because I was in the same position as you are right now. I guess I have to be the one to make you come back to reality. Sho you have defeated me so many times in tag team matches, triple threat matches, four ways, five ways, team battles. But you only have defeated me one time….one time one. Long time ago that I want to correct. So, when I defeat these ladies…Its time to write the last chapter in our story. Time for you to come face to face with me in this ring, face me one on one with no excuse. No one telling you what to do. Because I want what you have, The
Femme Fatale Championship. The same title I have never held yet, same title that will make Triple Crown.”
Amber lowers the mic a bit to allow herself to breathe. Fans cheering, chanting her name as she continues to stare towards the camera as she lifts the mi to her face…
“Victoria, Sophie, and Emily… sorry in advance but I want this opportunity more than you three can handle it. Right now, it’s not your time to face to Sho…. it’s me!”
Amber’s plays as she throws down the mic to the mat. She stops looking at the hardcam and proceeds to leave the ring. She walks over to fans slapping hands as she walks up the ramp. She stops for a moment and turns to face the crowd. Amber right now feeling determined and driven to win this match to face her friend…her sister…her rival. She puts one arm up, fist pump in the air to get crowd reactions. Fans cheering for her as the camera fades to black….
[scene ends]
Paragon Pro Wrestling Live Season 5/ Episode 1: The Reboot
Fatal Four Way for # 1 Contender to Femme Fatale Championship
Amber Payne vs Victoria Sky vs Sophie Schreiber vs Emily LeStrange
Promo: Coming for You…
[scene opens]
Camera fades into a Paragon Pro Wrestling show with the stage in the back. Suddenly playing “Surface Pressure” by No Resolve starts to play with Amber Payne name appearing. Amber comes walking out from the back with a black bandana covering her mouth, purple one wrapped around her head. Wearing jeans, t-shirt, and black sneakers she stands there as her new music is playing while she takes her right hand, placing it across her chest with her ring finger bent back. She walks down the ramp slapping few fan’s hands. Few fans in attendance booing her after her not so impressive win over Liberty Massaro at Heir to the Throne 4. She gets up to the ring and hops up, turn her body as she smiles out to the fans who still cheer for her. She climbs into the ring and pulls down the bandana covering her face. She walks over towards where the ring announcer is sitting and motions to be handed the microphone. Mic is handed to her as she steps up on the bottom rope near the corner, spins up and lands sitting down on the top corner buckle. Music stops as she looks out the crowd. Fans cheering for her, some booing. It doesn’t bother her anymore who roots and who hates her anymore, Amber does what Amber wants to do now a days. She raises the microphone to her mouth…
“PPW, what is going on tonight?!” Amber shouts out…
Fans cheers, few boos as she predicated. As the crowd simmers down, you can hear one fan scream “YOU CAN GO TO HELL C%^T”. Fans in unison go WOOOOAHHHH! As Amber shocked looked on her face. She turns her head towards the direction of that fan as the rest of arena boos loudly at the disruptive fan. Amber raises the mic back up to her mouth….
“Security, please go ahead and do your job, remove that dbag!”
Fans cheer for her as she looks down a bit and smirks. Camera now facing Amber as we can see the scars and bandages from the brutal match she went through at Heir to the Throne 4.
“I want everyone to see all these bandages and scars from my match at Heir to the Throne. Knock Out Match with Liberty Massaro. Liberty, you prove to me you hell of a competitor. In fact, you earn just a smidge of respect from me. However, as I told you before and told many of the wrestlers in the back you open Pandora’s Box, be cautious of letting out The Huntress because you will be fighting for not just your career but everything, fight for survival. That what it was, in the end with the help of my awesome little sister you were defeated. Sorry Liberty…blood is a lot thicker than anything. Now look at you…broken…destroyed…you body no cover in more scars than me. Your precious barbie body is gone. You’re not the IT girl anymore…and I proved to you and everyone I am better than you.”
As Amber was speaking, the rude fan was removed from the building. Amber’s demeanor changed from smiling to her determined look she always has. She smirks again as the fans of PPW cheer for their Queen of Strong Style….
“Now before I get into talking about my match coming up on Live, I have to make two shout outs tonight. One…goes out to my little sister Nikki Payne. Despite losing the ladder match in one of the best matches in her career, I am still proud of her effort and in the future, she will be champion. Tonight, she is taking time off to rest but I can assure you on Live she will be in my corner.”
Fans start to applaud for respect towards Amber sister’s effort and performance at Heir to the Throne. Few fans start to cheer “NIKKI! NIKKI!”. Amber head now tilting down as she puts the microphone up in the air to encourage the fans to cheer for her sister... she picks her head up and looks out to the crowd as she brings the microphone to her mouth…
“Speaking of sisters… My girl Ria Neveah. Congrats on earning an opportunity as number one contender to PPW World Heavyweight Championship. Damn girl! I am so proud of you. You come a long way, stepped out of the shadow of someone we do not want to mention and just proved more to everyone why you one of the pillars of IGPT women’s division. Ria, you ever need it I got your back no matter what!”
Fans cheer loudly for Ria as Amber puts her hands up waving to the crowd to cheer louder for her. Fans chanting “RIA! RIA! RIA!” Amber stops as the fans calm down and allow her to speak….
“Enough about everyone else. Time to talk about me. This week on Paragon Pro Live I step in the ring with three other competitors to get a shot at becoming number one contender for the Femme Fatale Championship. Now, I already know most of you and some in the back already thinking that I was handed this opportunity. Wrong! I earn my shot to get a shot at becoming number one contender. Everything I do, I earned. I don’t get on my knees and suck little things…I don’t get on my knees and kiss ass to get title shots or big opportunities. Just like anyone else I fight for every I do here in Paragon Pro. If anyone doesn’t deserve to have another shot at Femme Fatale Title, it’s you Victoria Sky. I mean how many times has been and how many times you lost? Really Victoria you shouldn’t even be in this match so why would I waste my time speaking about you.”
Amber moves the mic from her mouth as she looks out to the crowd. The camera moves amber left side panning out the crowd reaching her to her words. Amber moves the microphone back up close to her mouth. Still sitting on the top of the corner she turns her head to face…
“Oh, I didn’t forget about you Captain Cold Sophie Schreiber. Might want to change your nickname to Captain Ghost because we all know here in PPW you will lose this match and leave again. Hey, Victoria is staying than you. Come on! You think disappearing for long time and you come back with that pathetic attack to Sho you think your going to pick up right where you left off honey bun? Na bitch, you should have taken your ass back to the end of the line and waited your turn. Seriously, everyone here at PPW, even the women’s division did forget about you. You’re just a photo on the wall of memories we all want to forget. But hey! Look at you…”
Camera moves back and pans around towards the front of Amber as she hops down from the corner post and begins to walk towards the middle of the ring. She puts one hand in her pants pocket with the other hand still on the microphone. Her facial expression is trying to feel impressed…
“That’s right look at you. Smoking those death sticks that will make you uglier than you are now. Now your dark hair trying to be a tuff girl like a wanabe you think you are. You need to go back your hairstylist and tell her to fix your roots because I still some of that dumb blonde in you. Sophie seriously, you’re not even threat or on anyone’s radar. Your threats mean nothing because your just mad that you got evicted out of Trump Tower after your favorite president was kicked out of office. Your just…nothing. So, Captain Crap, you’re going to see why I am the Queen of this division and why Strong style is me.”
Amber takes a few seconds to allow the fans react to her words. Fans cheering for her as she walks slowly around the ring. Camera following her in front of her as she stops at a corner and leans her back on it…. raise the microphone back up to her mouth…
” Emily LeStrange. You are strange. I guess cheap parlor tricks will do that to make people think your scary. Really sweetie, you’re not scary at all. There have been people like you that have come and go acting like that, just didn’t work. You really think I need to prove to you and everyone that I am one of the best in women’s wrestling today. No… I AM one of the best. I have been proving that since day one. Unlike you and Sophie, I didn’t go poof! Your clearly oblivious…I don’t need fame or to be Ms. Popularity to get over in this business. All I want is to wrestle…kick some ass… and become the best woman wrestler of all time. I don’t need to look back because I look forward to my future. You think I am replaceable? Your biggest one of them all. See Emily, me, and several women in PPW have help rebuild this division. So, in our eyes we are all equals…except for you. But I like you just a little bit. You want to see why they called me Queen of Strong Style? I’ll be gladly to show you as I take your head off.”
Amber continues to stroll around the ring as she looks out to the crowd. Fans cheering for her. She begins to walk over to the ropes facing the hard cam as she looks up at it. She pulls her hand out of her pocket as she takes both arms and leans on the top rope. She stops smiling and have an expression that appears to be unimpressed…
“Everyone knows I am going to defeat Victoria Sky, Sophie Schreiber, Emily LaStrange to become the number one contender for the Femme Fatale Championship. Why? because it is destiny. It is destined for me and Sho to write the last chapter in our story. Sho…sister…. friend. I have watch you from your humble beginnings in this industry to flourishing as the top female talent in this business. You have surpassed one we shall not mention. You are the very best of all of us. You should be in contention for world championship title match. You have worked so hard to get where you at that you shouldn’t be overlooked. Or is that what they tell you? Huh Sho? What happen to the Sho I know? What happen to the little girl who rode with DOA from city to city, listen to our stories, taking in our advice? What happen to the humble girl that just wanted to wrestle? What happen to the Bubblegum Princess? All I see is a different person, another soul in the wrong body. I see a person that has to have nickname after nickname after nickname to make herself stand out: War Goddess, War Forged Fighter, Iron Queen. What I see is the same soul…that was in me. Sho, I told you since day one never ever let anyone control your path. That the demons and wolves in this industry that will eat you up and spit you out when they are done with you. The same demons that will make you think you on top of the world. How do I know that? Because I was in the same position as you are right now. I guess I have to be the one to make you come back to reality. Sho you have defeated me so many times in tag team matches, triple threat matches, four ways, five ways, team battles. But you only have defeated me one time….one time one. Long time ago that I want to correct. So, when I defeat these ladies…Its time to write the last chapter in our story. Time for you to come face to face with me in this ring, face me one on one with no excuse. No one telling you what to do. Because I want what you have, The
Femme Fatale Championship. The same title I have never held yet, same title that will make Triple Crown.”
Amber lowers the mic a bit to allow herself to breathe. Fans cheering, chanting her name as she continues to stare towards the camera as she lifts the mi to her face…
“Victoria, Sophie, and Emily… sorry in advance but I want this opportunity more than you three can handle it. Right now, it’s not your time to face to Sho…. it’s me!”
Amber’s plays as she throws down the mic to the mat. She stops looking at the hardcam and proceeds to leave the ring. She walks over to fans slapping hands as she walks up the ramp. She stops for a moment and turns to face the crowd. Amber right now feeling determined and driven to win this match to face her friend…her sister…her rival. She puts one arm up, fist pump in the air to get crowd reactions. Fans cheering for her as the camera fades to black….
[scene ends]
