Picking Team GHW

[newgm]

As the camera pans across the main cafeteria of the GHW Arena, many a famous GHW face can be seen. All of them seem busy in their own little conversations with one another, each one bearing a look of curiosity as the why they were called here by the GM. Some have even taken the liberty of getting their own food as they wait, with quite a few superstars munching on sandwiches or devouring packs of chips hungrily. Their conversation grinds to a halt however as the door the the cafeteria swings open. In from the corridor comes the GM himself, Smarky Smark, with Erin Rajkowski on his left, and Nexus IV Winner Ryan Hughes standing on his right. Wasting no time, he addresses the crowd.

“Now, I think most of you know why I called you here.”

To which he receives a half hearted “YES.” from the GHW superstars and crew. Slightly disheartened, he carries on.

“In case you've been under a rock for the last month or so, you will realise that Glory and Honor Wrestling is on a quest to rid of the world of that wretched Eagle Vision promotion once and for all. On January 29th, we have the first battle, which will be held on OUR terms. In OUR arena. On OUR show, Dawn of Destruction. We have already seen some conflict between us and them before now; Hayden over there fought the EVPW Imperial Champion to a draw at their MadHouse show, so well done to him.”

Whoops and hollers fly around the room for HardKore, who acknowledges the affection with a smile and a nod.

“And last week we saw Wolverina, Chris Pyro and his stooge give us the, err... pleasure of sitting in on commentary during the match between Ryan and Pavor. Needless to say they were swiftly shown their way out afterwards.”

Ironic cheers bounce around; many a man happy that EVPW fled with their tails between their legs.

“But I called you all here because on the 29th and 30th, GHW goes to war. And I need to know which of you are willing to pay the ultimate price to show the world just what GHW is made of. I will open the floor in a moment, and allow you to make your declarations of allegiance if and when you please. Just remember, when to families go to war, sibling rivalries don't mean shit. Put aside your differences, if just for one month, and fight for what you believe in. Fight for what is right. Fight for GLORY AND FOR HONOR!”

Cheers sweep the room once more as Smarky receives plaudits for his rousing speech. Smarky steps aside, allowing Ryan Hughes to speak to the masses.

“The floor is now open. If you want to join me in the fight against EVPW, speak up.”


TBC Anyone who wants to fight for Team GHW at Dawn of Destruction or End of Innocence

[B&lly]

The GHW brethren all look at each other wondering who the first to stand up will be. That man is none other than AJ Scally. He steps up and walks over to Hughes and Smarky before coming face to face with the Nexus 4 winner. The Aussie immediately pulls he head away and releases a loud belch much to the charging of Hughes, while some of the Fighty fighty persons laugh.

Scally: Sorry about that dude. I probably shouldn’t have eaten that Pizza and skulled the Mountain Dew so quickly.

Hughes: So are you willing to fight for GHW?

Scally: Oh Hell yes!

Smarky and Hughes nod, while the GHW faithful cheer at their favourite.

Scally: Yes, I did start with EVPW before GHW, but I have Glory and Honour, I always have. I just finally realised that while Eagles can die, Glory and Honour can live forever.

The GHW workers cheer out loud, while the Aussie nods.

Scally: EVPW look now, us two at the moment were the only undefeated Tag Team Champions in EVPW history and with the other GHW Fighty fighty persons by our side there is no way EVPW will soar above. EVPW, YOU WILL BE SHOT DOWN!!

All GHW staff cheer as Hughes and Scally shake hands showing a solid unit, putting any differences aside for Glory and Honour.

TBC by ...

[Millson and Simpson]

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!!!!

All of the staff look back at the door, and a figure emerges from the shadows, toothpick in his mouth, cowboy hat over his head. The mystery man looks up and smiles, taking off the cowboy hat. It is of course, the GHW Television Champion, Mighty Man Millson II.

Sorry. Always wanted to do that. Anyway, Smarky, Hughes, you can count me in. I started my career here in the Boston, Massachussetts area, and I am your Television champion. There's nothing I'd like better than to whip the candy asses of EVP-Dub.

Another rousing cheer, and the Daddy's Boy shakes hands with Smarky and Hughes.

TBC- Anyone else

[Dustin Delta]

Looking around, people wonder who else will fight with pride. To everyone's surprise, the next superstar to emerge from the sea of warriors is Dustin Delta himself. Not saying a word, he steps out of the large array of clashing personas, and stands upon one of the tables provided. Looking calmer than usual, he speaks.

"I've only been around GHW for a short time. I've made some friends; I've made some enemies. As is life. But one thing that is resonant when it comes to me is that I pour out my heart and give 110% every time I walk out to that ring. And when it comes to my encounters of the past with Reeves, Mighty Man Millson II, and even you, Ryan, I'd like to believe that my efforts show."

Various superstars nod, agreeing with his simple and true words. The Floridian Falcon scans through the ocean of faces for a moment before continuing.

"It's a new year. 2011 has finally arrived, and with it, the winds of change will blow with the ferocity of a hurricane. So my new year's resolution is to be a better person. And I will waste no time doing what I may to do that. Starting now, I will be the first gust of the winds of change."

He smirks devilishly, now pacing upon the table he stands on. The Aerodynamic Blitz walks down to one end of the table, and stumbles upon a small duct-taped shut cardboard box. Smarky's eyes go wide, and he walks over to retrieve it. He opens it, and to his delight, are small black bicep-bands. In a refined font, some bands read "Glory" and some read "Honor." The General Manager brings the box over, and hands one to Ryan, one to AJ, and one to Millson--they each slide them up their arms. Smark drops the box back on the table, giving a look up at Delta, who hops down to the floor and looks into the box, pondering what to do. He looks around at the countless superstars, watching him cautiously. Before the Everglades Enigma makes a decision, he continues his small speech.

"One thing I've noticed in my time here in the halls of the GHW Arena is that the connection between everyone here is so family-like. Sure, we beat each other to bloody pulps out there in the ring. It's what we love, as crazy as it may sound to anybody else. But behind the scenes, it truly is a home away from home."

His voice has quieted. He pulls out an armband that reads "Honor." Dustin looks at it for a moment, and then out to the vast collection of competitors before him. His infamous smirk returns, and he slides the armband up his arm, up below the sleeve of his t-shirt. He joins AJ, Ryan, and Millson, shaking each of there hands in a brotherly fashion. He turns towards everyone once more.

"So what say you? Let's unite, we'll fight together. Like a pride of mountain lions hunting for their next meal, we'll rip those eagles out of the sky and tear them to shreds."

Dustin grins, earning the respect and approval of the superstars before him. He raises an arm in the hair, and screams.

"FOR G--H--W!"

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[Public Enemies]

"You know I'm in!"


(OOC: Well, I kinda addressed the fans already , so that's my sorry excuse for lack of description)

[Seth The B&]

Seth rises from his chair kendo stick in hand then puts the kendo stick behind his head putting both hands on it and bending backward a little. A large cracking is heard as he does this. Seth then walks up and places his hand on Scally's shoulder as he starts to speak to the room.

Well I guess if no one else has the balls I do and if my pro's in I want in too!

Seth brings the kendo stick around and points to everyone else who hasn't stood up yet.

All you cowards make me depressed to even call this home, Ryan should be turning us down not begging you pathetic lushes to stand up and volunteer.

Seth lowers the kendo stick walking to Ryan and looking him dead in the eye then gets down onto 1 knee before him holding the kendo stick out in front of him and speaking in a very respectful tone.

If you need me consider me at your disposal.

TBC-Anyone

[juggalobowen]

Excuse me....

Alex Bowen has been standing in the back of the room in the darker corner, He's been biding his time waiting for his moment to speak. He steps forward into the light as the whole room looks at him.

If one Evo rookie can do it. Why not myself. I would gladly fight for the honor of Ghw. Short peroids of time stand for nothing. My honor and all of yours are at stake.

Alex looks at the crowd that is staring back at him, and shakes his head and puts up one fist.

Now who is with me!

[Jaggeroth's wench.]

"Knock knock?"

The two knocks on the door, coupled with the Southern belle voice, causes every head to turn toward the door. Every one of them bolt to a stand, every set of eyes instantly ablaze with contempt. There stands one of the EVPW elite, Wolverina. She's clad in a pair of sky blue colored jeans, sneakers, and a white fancy coat with some brown fur at the collar and neck of it, and her hands are comfortably in her coat pockets. Her face though is full of sheepishness, a look of some kind of dejection, not of anger like those standing before her.

"Please don't kill me. Allow me to speak, then you can kill me afterward if you want. Look guys, EVPW screwed me over last week. I can't believe they did that, all because they wanted NVX to be on TV more. You all saw it. Anyway, to make a very long and complicated story short, I would like to ask that I get the luxury of helping kill that screw-job factory in Concord! I think being part of GHW would be great. I don't foresee any problems, seeing that it's under new and BETTER management than previously. Smarky, what do you say?"

He looks at her with raised brows and then looks out across the GHW Fighty fighty persons, noticing that most who've stepped up so far are rookies. Of course he doesn't trust her, who would? But maybe, just maybe she was being legit. The rest of the GHW seem split; some giving instant nods of approval, others peering on with keen suspicion. Haven finally beams a bright, incredibly beautiful and heavily dimpled smile at them all, the same one that can melt even the coldest heart. She then belts out a cute laugh, one that speaks of "breaking the ice" between them. Her laugh suddenly rises and is actually kind of annoying....

"Just kidding guys, you all effin' SUCK! DEATH TO GHW!!!"

With sudden swiftness she pulls her hands out of pockets, holding a canister in each one (gifts from KnM from EVPW). Before they can get to her she flicks the pin-lids off them and chunks them at their feet. A loud pop comes from the devices which causes the GHW'ers to stop on instinct. The delay gives Wolverina enough time to throw up a very immature "loser" hand gesture against her forehead at them before hastily back pedaling, doing a really quick trademark crucifix pose and getting a few parting words off...

"Koppora no Mokushiroku sends their regards ....E!V!P!Dub-ya!"

As the menacing rotten eggs and other ungodly smells from the "Stink Grenades" waft through the cafeteria, the People's Princess uses her amazing track star fleet of foot to run away and exit the building. A car is waiting on her, driven by an unknown accomplice. She darts into the passenger side while screaming, "Go, go, go" in a very excited and giggling tone. The tires peel out and the high speed vehicle heads off, quickly vanishing into the distance, but not before blowing the horn which is a modified one that sounds the "Dixie Horn" from the old Dukes of Hazard tv show.

TBCB whomever

OOC: This was nothing more than just a little prank. All in character, nothing spiteful or OOC meant by it. Just wanted to stir the hornets nest with a gutsy little High School'ish prank. LOL. Feel free to do the same to us in EVPW.

Oh and just rp it that the smoke goes away really quick, or that they all move out into the hallway to finish up picking team GHW. ;D

[B&lly]

After the smell subsides the GHW faithful are all outside wondering what to do before AJ speaks up.

AJ: Well, you can tell this is from EVPW, smells like them.

The GHW faithful all laugh.

AJ: I am amazed how they could fit some of their stink into those canisters. I bet if we did the same thing, use stink bombs on EVPW, nobody would notice.

Again this brings laughs.

AJ: Although, they did send the right person to do the job, just like she did in GHW.

Some GHW staff laughs, while others yell out “OOOHHHHHHH!”

AJ: What is weird though is that as soon as whats her face left, the stink disappeared. Smell probably felt homesick and went back.

Some more laughs are heard.

AJ: Also who says we would have wanted her anyway, she ran away from here after being destroyed by Matt O and Metal Dragon among others.

This brings cheers from all. AJ places his head in, but not all of the smell has gone home to EVPW.

AJ: It still stinks a bit.

Ryan: God damn Wolfie leaving EVPW in there.

Smarky: Fuck it. This can be the EVPW locker room when they show up later.

The GHW crew smile as they continue on with selecting their team.

[Jaggeroth's wench.]

OOC: I rp'ed them going off, smoke wafting through the place LOL. Nice try though. Don't no sell it, just come up with something to pull on EVPW. ;D

[B&lly]

Fine then, I won't no-sell.