Post by kidnotorious on Dec 3, 2010 0:02:57 GMT -4
OOC Note: This promo was co-written by my friend and tag partner (handler of Brandon's wife Kaycee, who'll be signing up soon here...), I know the rules state that everyone has to post a promo, but I just thought I'd mention this is a joint just in case.
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[There is nothing fancy or super-cool or elaborate about the scene as it opens up, it is just the sight of a young man, wearing black jeans and a black hoodie with the Transformers Autobot logo on the front and "Next' "Wave" on either side of the logo. He is sitting atop the roof of a house, bottle of water sitting next to him, as he admires the clear night sky.]
Brandon Young: I know how this all goes.. I'm supposed to come out here and tell you all, my new APW friends, that I am the greatest thing in the history of ever. I'm supposed to prattle on about my accomplishment elsewhere and claim that I'm somehow better than all ya'll because of those accomplishments and all that, right?
[Brandon simply shrugs his shoulders.]
Brandon: Here's the thing though. I don't like liars. I don't care for douchenozzles who walk into some place and immediately act like their the bees knees. Can't stand em. Aint my style.
[He takes a quick swig from the bottle of water sitting next to him before continuing.]
Brandon: Well who am I then, you might ask? My name's Brandon. Brandon Young. I'm just a guy, living a dream. I'm not gonna tell ya'll I'm the greatest of all time cause well, I'm not. Aint no shame in being honest, and thats what I am. Honest.
But I'll tell ya one thing. I may not be the best damn thing around, but you can bet your ass I'm gonna bust mine to become something APW can be proud of!
[He stares off for a moment, looking out at the stars.]
??: It's a beautiful night, isn't it..?
[Brandon turns, his small smile growing ten times that size as he turns to look behind him, at the person the voice belonged to. The slender redhead that walks into view appears delicate, almost breakable even... but there's a quiet strength in those green eyes that suggests that she is made of sterner stuff than one would think. Dressed in a pair of jeans and the same hoodie as the man she wraps an arm around, her own smile brightens when he kisses her atop the head.]
Brandon: Hey babe, I was just ah... Gettin a little head start on that APW thing we talked about.
??: Ah, of course. I'm sorry for interrupting you... I got a little sidetracked by a phone call. Rach says hi.
Brandon: Pfft, you aint interruptin nothin. You're gonna be there too, after all. So why dont ya say hi to the nice peoples?
??: Mm, alright...
??: Good evening, everyone! My name's Kaycee Young... although some of you may have heard of me when I wrestled with my maiden name, Tanner.
[Brandon climbs to his feet, wrapping an arm around his girl.]
Brandon: That's right. Mine.
[He grins.]
Brandon: See me and my gorgeous little wifey here... We havent had the best luck with the whole wrasslin thing. But we're fighters, the both of us... She's got that Tanner gene in her and me, I just dont know when to shut the hell up. Aint no such thing as "quit" to people like us.
Kaycee: And I'd never change that for the world... although I WOULD like to figure out a way to get you to not snore so much.
Brandon: Good luck with that.
[They both let out a laugh.]
Brandon: The point I wanna make clear is "had." Past-tense. Because that was the past and this is now. And now, we're comin, APW, to leave our marks. To make somethin of ourselves at anyone's expense who wants to get in our way.
Kaycee: While my husband can be a bit... crass--
[Understatement of the century!]
Kaycee: --he's also right. So please, don't mistake his hot-headedness for an inability to see the road that we need to travel to get to the top... and also don't mistake my politeness for a lack of strength and dedication to take us there.
Brandon: ...Since when am I crass?
Kaycee: Since... always?
Brandon: ...Why I never! Madam, you wound me.
[Brandon crosses his arms and pretends to be hurt by the (absolutely true) allegations. Kaycee simply laughs and rolls her eyes.]
Kaycee: It's one of the things I love about you, dork.
Brandon: Hmph.
Kaycee: ...Brandon, the promo?
[Brandon continues to put up his front of mock hurt, then he shakes his head.]
Brandon: Oh yeah, that.
[Kaycee shakes her head.]
Kaycee: Dork. but anyway, ahem...
Brandon: So uh, yeah. What else can I say? I'm the hot head, she's my rock. But like she said, I wouldnt take either of us too lightly. We're just as likely to kick your ass that way.
And personally, I kinda like kicking ass.
[He grins again as the scene begins to fade out.]
Kaycee: Uhm, Donny... are you ever going to answer my question?
Brandon: ...Question?
Kaycee: Well, yes... y'know, about the night?
Brandon: Oh! Yeah, yeah it is...
Kaycee: ...know what makes it even more beautiful, though?
Brandon: ....You?
[Awwww.]
Kaycee: ...n-no....
[Her cheeks turn as red as her hair.]
Kaycee: Being with you, silly.
Brandon: Oh, well yeah, bein' with me makes any night better. Cause I am teh greetest!!!
[Brandon strikes a pose with his arms at his side and his head tilted to the side.]
Kaycee: ...You are such a dork.
Brandon: No you!
[...Fade.]
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[There is nothing fancy or super-cool or elaborate about the scene as it opens up, it is just the sight of a young man, wearing black jeans and a black hoodie with the Transformers Autobot logo on the front and "Next' "Wave" on either side of the logo. He is sitting atop the roof of a house, bottle of water sitting next to him, as he admires the clear night sky.]
Brandon Young: I know how this all goes.. I'm supposed to come out here and tell you all, my new APW friends, that I am the greatest thing in the history of ever. I'm supposed to prattle on about my accomplishment elsewhere and claim that I'm somehow better than all ya'll because of those accomplishments and all that, right?
[Brandon simply shrugs his shoulders.]
Brandon: Here's the thing though. I don't like liars. I don't care for douchenozzles who walk into some place and immediately act like their the bees knees. Can't stand em. Aint my style.
[He takes a quick swig from the bottle of water sitting next to him before continuing.]
Brandon: Well who am I then, you might ask? My name's Brandon. Brandon Young. I'm just a guy, living a dream. I'm not gonna tell ya'll I'm the greatest of all time cause well, I'm not. Aint no shame in being honest, and thats what I am. Honest.
But I'll tell ya one thing. I may not be the best damn thing around, but you can bet your ass I'm gonna bust mine to become something APW can be proud of!
[He stares off for a moment, looking out at the stars.]
??: It's a beautiful night, isn't it..?
[Brandon turns, his small smile growing ten times that size as he turns to look behind him, at the person the voice belonged to. The slender redhead that walks into view appears delicate, almost breakable even... but there's a quiet strength in those green eyes that suggests that she is made of sterner stuff than one would think. Dressed in a pair of jeans and the same hoodie as the man she wraps an arm around, her own smile brightens when he kisses her atop the head.]
Brandon: Hey babe, I was just ah... Gettin a little head start on that APW thing we talked about.
??: Ah, of course. I'm sorry for interrupting you... I got a little sidetracked by a phone call. Rach says hi.
Brandon: Pfft, you aint interruptin nothin. You're gonna be there too, after all. So why dont ya say hi to the nice peoples?
??: Mm, alright...
??: Good evening, everyone! My name's Kaycee Young... although some of you may have heard of me when I wrestled with my maiden name, Tanner.
[Brandon climbs to his feet, wrapping an arm around his girl.]
Brandon: That's right. Mine.
[He grins.]
Brandon: See me and my gorgeous little wifey here... We havent had the best luck with the whole wrasslin thing. But we're fighters, the both of us... She's got that Tanner gene in her and me, I just dont know when to shut the hell up. Aint no such thing as "quit" to people like us.
Kaycee: And I'd never change that for the world... although I WOULD like to figure out a way to get you to not snore so much.
Brandon: Good luck with that.
[They both let out a laugh.]
Brandon: The point I wanna make clear is "had." Past-tense. Because that was the past and this is now. And now, we're comin, APW, to leave our marks. To make somethin of ourselves at anyone's expense who wants to get in our way.
Kaycee: While my husband can be a bit... crass--
[Understatement of the century!]
Kaycee: --he's also right. So please, don't mistake his hot-headedness for an inability to see the road that we need to travel to get to the top... and also don't mistake my politeness for a lack of strength and dedication to take us there.
Brandon: ...Since when am I crass?
Kaycee: Since... always?
Brandon: ...Why I never! Madam, you wound me.
[Brandon crosses his arms and pretends to be hurt by the (absolutely true) allegations. Kaycee simply laughs and rolls her eyes.]
Kaycee: It's one of the things I love about you, dork.
Brandon: Hmph.
Kaycee: ...Brandon, the promo?
[Brandon continues to put up his front of mock hurt, then he shakes his head.]
Brandon: Oh yeah, that.
[Kaycee shakes her head.]
Kaycee: Dork. but anyway, ahem...
Brandon: So uh, yeah. What else can I say? I'm the hot head, she's my rock. But like she said, I wouldnt take either of us too lightly. We're just as likely to kick your ass that way.
And personally, I kinda like kicking ass.
[He grins again as the scene begins to fade out.]
Kaycee: Uhm, Donny... are you ever going to answer my question?
Brandon: ...Question?
Kaycee: Well, yes... y'know, about the night?
Brandon: Oh! Yeah, yeah it is...
Kaycee: ...know what makes it even more beautiful, though?
Brandon: ....You?
[Awwww.]
Kaycee: ...n-no....
[Her cheeks turn as red as her hair.]
Kaycee: Being with you, silly.
Brandon: Oh, well yeah, bein' with me makes any night better. Cause I am teh greetest!!!
[Brandon strikes a pose with his arms at his side and his head tilted to the side.]
Kaycee: ...You are such a dork.
Brandon: No you!
[...Fade.]
