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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2021 11:58:04 GMT -6
.png) Triple Threat Match
Azurine Vebbins vs "Many Faces" Annie Tran vs Meizumi KirigawaRoleplay Limit: ONERoleplay Deadline: Saturday, July 10, 2021 @ 7PM Central |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2021 16:26:42 GMT -6
10th July, 2021
14:20 PM CST
Denver, Colorado
Comfort Inn Denver Central (At the pool)
On-Camera
"This is on, right?" The words are muttered softly as we see a phone turned. As it points to its owner, we see Meizumi Kirigawa near an outdoor pool. She smiles as she sees her own reflection and waves. "Perfect! Awesome! Okay, so ..." Meizumi clears her throat, finally finding the button on her cell that swaps the point of view. Now it's pointing completely at her, as opposed to her having to turn and flip it so we can see her. "Sorry about that. This is all new to me, particularly this ... promo thing. The only shoots I'm used to are photo ones; something you may or may not have seen on my E-fedder page. Ahh, I'm rambling. God, I'm so nervous. I have been is the better wording, hence why I didn't get this uploaded sooner. So ... who am I, my opponents might be wondering? More than just a dark horse, I can reassure you all of that much."
"My name is Meizumi Kirigawa. For anyone interested enough, I'm not new to fighting in general. I'm actually a second generation fighter. My otou-sama, or father, got into the wrestling industry and quit last year. Too many venues were shutting down due to COVID, so it cut off his ability to really earn any income. He's also got a few conditions that put him at risk for catching that horrible disease, so he didn't wanna take the chance."
"Anyway, before 2020 rolled around, he encouraged me to follow in his footsteps for years. He's finally getting his wish it seems." Meizumi playfully winked before her face went stoic. "To be completely earnest and fair, even before GCC went on its unexpected hiatus, I was looking at Mile High Wrestling. I just didn't expect to head over here this soon, but it's not out of spite. Anyone who follows along with GCC, or Global Combat Championships, knows the owner recently got ill with COVID himself. I most definitely pray for Khan-san to have a speedy recovery, but I can't afford to sit around and do next to nothing. Modeling may have been my first love as far as jobs I took up, but ..." Meizumi shrugs. "It can only do so much financially. A girl's gotta live, after all. Sorry, sorry. Rambling again, huh? I promise that as I keep doing these promos, they should be a lot smoother. Now ..." Meizumi claps her hands together, taking a slight breath. After gathering her thoughts, she nods and speaks again. "As I was mentioning ... fighting. It's not new to me. But I will admit that adapting and adding more actual wrestling moves in my repertoire? That is. So while I may be one of the two dark horses of this fight, I'm not going to be so foolish as to assume that will be the only thing that'll help me out. Nor the fact I'm a second generation fighter. If I had to say anything I'm really banking on?" A bit of crimson paints her face. "This may sound really lame ... but it's my desire to learn. When - or if - GCC returns, I'm intending to resume fighting there. Not to say I'm leaving Mile High, oh no. I'll gladly do double duty and work in two places. Like I was saying though, when I go back, I want to hit harder and stronger than I did in my debut there. Glory, championships, fame, all that other jazz ..." Her head tilts as she thinks how to word the next part. "It's not that I'm not wanting those. Far from it. But they aren't my immediate or top priorities. If I earn shots, I'll take them and give it all I've got. But I'm not just going to beg for them ... and certainly not fuck around for them either." Her eyes briefly narrow as she doesn't bother hiding where that last part came from. After staring in the camera for a few more moments, they soften again as her expression returns to a more cheerful one. "For now, though, she isn't my opponent. I'll be in a Triple Threat against Azurine Vebbins and "Many Faces" Annie Tran." Her head tilts as she recites the nickname but dismisses how it sounds. "I think I'll start with the other dark horse in this match, so Miss Annie. Lest I'm mistaken, this will also be her debut match. She apparently started out as a cosplayer and decided to go into this industry. Similar yet different as to what I'm doing. Now, especially as a Japanese, where cosplaying is common, I commend her for not only doing what she loved, but taking quite the risk by coming into this field of work. It's a hell of change, I mean ... cosplaying is much closer to modeling than fighting."
"If she's able to muster that much courage, she's got good nerves. That actually makes her more dangerous than most people would immediately realize. Because if you're willing to take those kinds of risks, what sacrifices won't you be willing to make? More likely than not, her answer will be close enough to mine and the answer? It's almost none." Meizumi nods, acknowledging her opponent while staring at the lens. "If either Azurine or Annie saw my GCC debut, they'll know I lost in the second round via a total knockout. But you know the one thing I take solace in regarding my brawl against Geri-san? The very fact that, for one, I made her work for that victory. Two, the fact it went into the second round at all. We were actually really even in the first; we both dodged each other pretty damn well. Fatigue from lack of experience versus her experience simply got the better of me. And last, but not least ..." A confident smile spread over Meizumi's face. "She vowed to incapacitate me and win with a submission. But that's not how it went down, is it? And while, yes, I was a bit sore, nothing was broken or whatnot. That's exactly why I'm not going into any match overly cocky. Confident at worst. I'm going in with two goals for my Mile High debut; to make a hell of an impact and see about winning. Granted, it won't be the end of the world if I lose, no. But I'm not here to be anyone's doormat either."
"With that being said, this brings me to you, Azurine." A concerned frown replaced the smile. "What's been going on with you?! It's like ... you've lost your passion or something. I've seen enough tapes to know you used to be one of the most famous names here. From being one of the few people to beat Skrabz to being a former Throwdown Champion, and now, you've just ..." Meizumi glances towards the pool and nods at it. "It's like watching you sink. And you're either unable to save yourself or just aren't trying to. I'm not sure what we've been seeing; I just know it's a sad display to witness. I know you love your National Days, but let me promise you this much right now; no amount of 7-11 beverages or Pina coladas are gonna help you when we meet in the ring."
"So what will? I'd hope the answer's obvious, which is why I won't tell you. You need to figure that out yourself." Meizumi takes a breath to regain her composure before bowing towards the camera. "Quite frankly, I've said all I can. I could go on and on trying to talk you two down completely, but ..."' Her head shakes. "That's not at all my goal. I'm merely noting things that can be exploited and used. Nothing more, but certainly nothing less. So ... let's raise the roof tomorrow for AMMO, shall we, ladies? Now then ..." Meizumi grins as she turns towards the pool. "I'm gonna get a dip in. I'll see you two tomorrow!" We see her grab the hem of her shirt. But before any actual skin comes into view, the camera fades. |
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Post by azurinevebbins on Jul 10, 2021 17:59:59 GMT -6
National Cheer Up Da Lonely Day
“Da Adorkable Angel” Azurine Vebbins cheers, claps, and whistles for her fabulously-figured friend Samantha Demars. Despite being a first-time practitioner of pole fitness, the revered MHW referee receives some racy responses from revelers. In particular, Demars blushes when hearing “I’d love making whoopee with your cushion” and “She can pin both my shoulders down!” Following one more seductive slide down, Samantha joins Azurine backstage to discuss what happened as well as her three-way tango this Sunday. For modesty measures, promotional material filming streams from their necks up.
Azurine Vebbins: Someone earned copious kudos and credible confidence tonight. It’s almost naughty how natural you were onstage. Seriously, Samanda, you owned it like a certain cold-hearted creep’s keister. I notion we’ll bode be kickin’ his and Gin-juh Knox’s can-cans in da near future. In addition, bein’ “Da Adorkable Angel,” I hope you don’t mind me actin’ as your win’-woman. I collected dozens of dudes’ digits who are definitely interested in datin’. Guess dey all like a lady in uniform who asserts unquestionable au-dor-it-y.
Samantha Demars appears fairly flabbergasted at how many admirers. How many of them measure up to or surpass Chris Mosh in the Debonair Department is unclear. The dance studio wasn’t well lit, but there had to be at least one hunk with appetizing abdominals. Another prerequisite is that he’d have to be bursting at the seams with bulging daddy energy. Demars suddenly snapmares herself out of a plum plucking passion play produced by her psyche.
Samantha Demars: I don’t mind, Az, but dozens? Then again, maybe you’re right about the uniform since I wore a referee jersey. Grabbed it out of the studio’s costume cabinet. I doubt Mister and Missus Mack would appreciate having my Mile High button up soiled in this sensual sanctuary. Felt like a safe space. Was also an enormous ego boost to hear all that applause and approval. Question now, though, Azzy...are you hungry?
“Da Damsel in Dat Dress” mulls over Samantha’s query like a rainier cherry cider. It reminds her of a recent Mile High Uncut podcast. The host mentioned how roster members in Season 3 weren’t as famished as those who participated in Season 2. The sentiment struck a nagging nerve with Vebbins who craves competition. Azurine extemporaneously expresses herself with emaciated eloquence.
Azurine Vebbins: I’m hella hungry, Samanda. I’m hungrier dan your booty gobblin’ a g-strin’ durin’ dat prick-perkin’ performance. Six of your suitors told me dat line. Sunday night on da Sweet Sixteen Episode of MHW AMMO, my competition cravin’ shall consume two palatable platters of ambrosial Asian cuisine: Meizumi Kirigawa and “Many Faces” Annie Tran. One has competed for Global Combat Championships. Anoder comes across as a competent cosplayer who’ll most likely end up tastin’ turnbuckle. Heard if you bite down quick enough, it’s like munchin’ a blueberry muffin. Den again, Tran, bein’ your first time I’d recommend noxious nibblin’ ’til it’s time to tango. As for Kirigawa, she’s samplin’ suplexes du jour. Perused her scoutin’ report earlier dis week and noticed she’s a decent striker, world class in da clinch, great at Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, but weak at wrestlin’...
Samantha Demars: Az, I was asking if you were hungry since I’m needing dinner. That class completely crashed calories collected earlier today. Also, how do you know six guys said that bunk about my booty?
Azurine Vebbins: It’s not bunkum, Demars. I ran an informal poll after da first two phone numbers were provided. In terms of what sounds delicious for dinner? I’m in da mood for Mexican since dey pair best wid a mojito. I wanna know what cocktail to celebrate Sunday’s success wid. Of course, bein’ a responsible imbiber I’m limitin’ libations to two.
Vebbins hands Demars several white slips of paper with cell phone numbers scribbled on them.
Samantha Demars: Sounds good, Azzy. While you’re finishing up your promo, I’m going to update my little black book and fetch me one of those frisky fellas.
Azurine Vebbins: Appreciate dat, Samanda. Now, as I was sayin’ Meizumi Kirigawa’s weak at wrestlin’. Her grapplin’ game lacks Contra Code-level chain combinations. She can strike hot, heavy, and hard as a housewife’s iron. Deyr’s a chance Meizumi could slip a spirit-sappin’ sugar hold on myself or Annie Tran. Anoder likelihood is every chanter inside Magness Arena boos her for refusin’ to release a classic collar & elbow tie-up. However, once I wrap my adorkable arms ‘round her waist or across dose sinewy shoulders, Kirigawa’s chances of counterin’ crumble quicker dan chow mein noodles. It’s a good din’ July 11 is Cheer Up Da Lonely Day ‘cause my advantageous adversaries will make miserable company for each odd-er.
"Da Damsel in Dat Dress" Azurine Vebbins double blinks as the stream fades into a standardized test pattern.
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