Go here to vote >>> http://bit.ly/1lWmP3U The following contest is scheduled for one fall... and the winner will receive last promo privileges in their respective ladder match. @Majour vs @F.R.I.E vs @Forrest The rules are as follows: -No interuptions, only competitors can post here -Pictures, videos, livestream etc. are all banned, apart from titantron entrances. -Promos will last for 24 hours after the 1st promo is posted, and there is no limit on the amount of promos you can cut. -Voting will then last for 24 hours after the last promo is posted. Voting for yourself will result in instant disqualification and suspension, no questions asked. Please do not post OOC AT ALL. Do not post "backstage/ringside" comments either. *DING DING DING!* Promos below: Harriet Vargas - Promo #1 (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Harriet Vargas - Promo #1 (open) Harriet Vargas - Promo #1 (close) Harriet appears at 0.25, both her her hood and mask are up. The only thing that can be seen is the cold stare the she is focusing on the ring. Ignoring the cheers and boos from the crowd, she makes her way down the ramp, proudly. At ringside she removes the mask and hoodie and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. Once she is to her feet she throws her arms in the air. Facing each side of the squared circle in turn. 'So Frie, you think you're the only one with heart...with courage? Does this look like somebody that has no courage?' Harriet asks, pointing at the cuts and bruises on her face. 'As for a heart... I know the opinions people hold about me- that I don't have one. I may not care for the majority of people, I'm difficult to work with...hell, even communicate with, but my heart is fully and completely invested in this business. I lie awake at night thinking about it. The voices in my head keep me awake, asking me why I can't even get a win these days, asking what happened to somebody that was seemingly such a threat.' She lets out a breath and paces around the ring briefly. 'In all the years I've fought, it has never been as hard as it is here in IWT. The caliber of wrestlers here is second to none. So it's time for me to up my game, a few losses I can take- even the greatest champions suffered them along the way.' 'Failure is to stop trying- and that's the one thing I cannot and will not do. No matter how many beatings I take, you can bet that I'll get right back up and come back for another round and you should know that I'll come back stronger each and every time. Frie - Promo #1 (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Frie - Promo #1 (open) Frie - Promo #1 (close) *Frie walks to the ring with a smirk on his face, laughing at the remarks from Harriet.* Does anyone care about what she just said? No? Then it's not just me. Okay. Good. That's a relief. Well, to me at least. You, Harriet, on the other hand will not be having any relief today. Because, I don't know if you truly understand who I am. My name is Frie. *Frie pauses with a smirk on his face to look at the angered Harriet.* I'm 1/3rd of the current most dominant group in IWT, the Strength In Numbers. And no matter what that insomniac, John Oates wannabe Chris Kaizer thinks, we are the main power in IWT. But I'm not here to compete off the glory of my brothers, the tag team champions Andrew & Spinzz. I'm here to compete off of my own skill. Now, you say that failure is to stop trying, right? Well, I guess we can call you a failure after that boring piece of trash promo you just gave. *Frie puts his hand on his mouth in a sarcastic fashion.* And I know, I really know what a lot of people are wondering. Frie, how could you be in such a good mood after you defeated by Nick? Well, the thing is, I wasn't defeated by Nick. I was defeated by myself . I didn't pull out all the stops to seal the deal and become x-division champion. But it doesn't matter. I now have the chance to be the World Heavyweight Champion. Ya hear that? After all the endorsements to #PushFrie, I'm finally gonna get it. And after that mention from the hypocrite, crybaby, Joey Bryant, I might actually have a chance to assert my self in IWT. *Frie looks down in disapproval.* But the thing is, I don't need any endorsements. I don't need any trends to push me, no advertisements, and no authority figures to guide me. I have a band of brothers who are here to show what heart and courage can get you. I will go on to win the World Heavyweight Championship on my own. I will then beat the punk ass known as Joey Bryant and become the IWT champion. The future holds great things for me, and all who stand in my way are committing...the ultimate sin. Leo Taylor - Promo #1 (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Leo Taylor - Promo #1 (open) Leo Taylor - Promo #1 (close) As soon as the drums and guitar kick in, Leo Taylor comes running out onto the stage, with his long hair flowing and putting up a peace sign with his hand to the crowd. He puts down his fingers and walks down to the ring, interacting with the fans as he does, A Happier tone from Leo then the song suggests. He runs down to the ring and fakes jumping on the apron, only to run across ringside to interact with the fans some more as Frie and Harriet look on. Once he gets back to the front of the ring, he jumps on the apron before climbing the turnbuckle and jumping off into the ring.He takes out his mini microphone he keeps stored in his tights (which he disposes of before the match). "I always love making entrances...they're the second best thing about this business. The First? the wrestling of course! Anyway, Match time! Who have we got then, Joey Bryant's friend, Frie, I presume and Aids' little project, Harriet Vargas...Oh boy...what did you get yourself into Leo?" "I shouldn't be questioning myself here of course, A shot for a MITB ladder match in my first month...well, this was a bit unexpected, I mean, just a while ago, I was looking for some Farooka guy that has the Hardcore belt. I think you, Miss Vargas, lost to him earlier tonight, If I'm correct. And you, Mr.Frie, Lost to Nick in a close match tonight. Despite all that, I'm seen as the underdog...but I'm not gonna go all Bruce Knight on ya'll. I'm only here for the fun and the promise of actually getting a chance to win the chance to face the world heavyweight championship mitb ladder match. But who am I to say that I will win...The Page is blank, folks, it's up to us to write this match, Wouldn't you agree, my tricky opponents?" Taylor leans on one of the turnbuckles, waiting for Vargas and Frie. Harriet Vargas - Promo #2 (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Harriet Vargas - Promo #2 (open) Harriet Vargas - Promo #2 (close) Harriet turns to face Frie, a dubious smile on her face. 'You're part of the most dominant stable?' Throwing her head back as she laughs. 'No...just, no. You hang off the coat tails of the current tag champs.' Harriet gets in Frie's face, nodding smugly, daring him to attack. 'If you were so confident in your own abilities you wouldn't have to drop their names so often. And it's okay, I don't blame you for doubting your own ability. Let's face it, you have limited abilities at best.' She takes a couple of steps back, one hand falling to her hip. 'Wait, that's wrong...you have the overwhelming ability to hide behind Andrew and Spinzz.' Harriet winks, teasing Frie. 'You're so contradictory I don't know what statements to believe. You don't need endorsements...and yet you mark so hard over the tiniest bit of recognition from the current champ? Pull your tongue out of Joey's asshole, stand on your own two feet and fight.' Harriet focuses on Leo, scanning him up and down. 'And little Leo... what is there to say? It's nice to see you're having fun...' Harriet places a hand on her chest, smiling sweetly. Suddenly she shakes her head and waves a hand. 'Shit, I can't do nice... I don't give a solitary shit how you feel. Be it excitement, enthusiasm, anticipation. The only thing you should be feeling right now is fear.' 'All I know is that you'll regret accepting this match. I might have had a run of bad luck lately, but it ends here, now.' She points at the ring floor angrily. 'Come MITB, I'll be the one at the top of the ladder, getting the contract that I deserve...Getting the chance to go for the title that I deserve.' Frie - Promo #2 (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Frie - Promo #2 (open) Frie - Promo #2 (close) Well, Harriet. Your words honestly hurt. I think you have actually successfully defeated me........... at being the absolute worst promo cutter since Frank The Jock. Oh, did I say that? You're damn right I did. Maybe you didn't hear it because you have done nothing show symptoms of hearing impairment. I told you that I did not live in my brothers' glory, and that's the truth. I mention them because I am making a statement. I'm putting everyone on notice about the Strength In Numbers. And if you don't shut your little Victoria Parker ripoff mouth of yours, your consequence will be a very forceful repentance of your sins. *Frie lengthens the smirk upon his face.* One more thing, Harriet. Joey Bryant's got his lips around my groin right now. So if you wanna tell someone to stop kissing up then you tell Joey Bryant to get off my crotch and stop being the little bitch that he's acting like. *Frie looks at the camera as if he's talking to Joey.* Oh and Joey. Mr. Martyr. Anytime you wanna step in the ring with the Extractor of Repentance, Frie, and put that IWT Title on the line then you can inbox me. Just a heads up, I'll be ready for anything. *Frie turns to Leo.* Leo, Leo, Leo, Leo, Leo. Oh, Leo. You're a funny guy, ya know? Stick to the comedy. But this is IWT. This is a qualifying match for Money In The Bank. And you. You couldn't qualify for McDonald's, man. I hate to break it to you, but I wouldn't consider myself and Joey Bryant friends. And yes, I did lose to Nick. But who cares? I certainly don't. In fact, all I care about right now is winning money in the bank. So, if you wanna get in my way of that. I have no problem kicking your ass till you move. Leo Taylor - Promo #2 (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Leo Taylor - Promo #2 (open) Leo Taylor - Promo #2 (close) Leo looks at Harriet as she talks about his emotion and he chuckles a bit. "I'm guessing the feelings mutual then, I don't care about your feelings too....Oh, And I shouldn't fear you, I haven't got Vargaphobia....Y'Know, A Fear of Harriet Vargas. I'm pretty sure some people will soon....but I won't. I'm fearless like a lion, Fast like a cheetah....and fierce as a Cat attacking a dog....or any one of the big cats. I'm on the hunt for a spot in the ladder match...because hey, who doesn't want to climb a ladder?" Leo looks over to Frie as he finishes talking. "Frie, Your right about one thing and that is that I am a certified comedian...but that's were your correct answers stop. You see, I can qualify for a job in McDonalds...Heck, I would even be the manager of the chain if I worked there. So, since I can qualify for a simple job like a fry cook...I can qualify for the WHC MITB Match. Frie, I know how much you miss your little buddy buddy relationship with Joey and I know you'd like to get into this match, win, beat Alias before Summerslam and re-unite with Joey Bryant at Summerslam in that triple threat match... Leo takes some time out to breath after talking for so long without a pause. "But not to sound too harsh, But You may not win this match. I may win it or Miss Vargas may win...and while I'd like to win this match...it's not up to me, you or Vargas to decide...It's about who has the belief and skills to survive. I wish you all the luck, Lady and Gentleman....Because Leo Taylor is gonna go to town on ya!" Leo plays a Air Guitar as he throws his microphone into the crowd, looking cheerful as he plays.