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 Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 2:39 pm
Harli walked around backstage
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 10:46 am
The door is kicked open and in walks Zade, the Hardcore man himself, from the parking lot.
"Yo yo yo people, what is goin on?. . .Oh, I guess no one's here yet then. Well, that is quite the mistake."
He walks off and comes back several minutes later carrying a chair and a bucket of water.
He opens the door slightly and places the bucket of water on top in such a way that it will fall onto the head of whomever opens the door next soaking them, and obscuring their vision. he then waits beside the hinges side of the door sitting in the chair.
"haha"
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 3:44 pm
Walking the halls in jeans and a punisher trade mark skull shirt Evan heads for the locker rooms. Pushing the door open the bucket placed by Zade falls over and the contents spill onto Evan. Evan looks down at his soaked clothes then too the bucket that is rocking back and forth gently on the floor.
"What the hell man..." Evan said with a heavy sigh then spoke again with a hint of anger in his voice. "What are you like five?!" He shouted at Zade who was still sitting in his steel chair.
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 5:13 am
"Actually. I was hoping for the bucket to land on your head. then i was goin to stand up, pick up my chair, and crack you over the head with it. But since that didn't work let me go get you a towl"
Zade stand, picks up his chair, and walks of to go get Evan a towel
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 1:54 am
With a look of disbelief Evan didn't budge. running his hand through his wet hair he then shook some of the water off. "How about I don't get a towel and leave you alone?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 4:30 am
Zade, now wandering around carrying a towel, is trying to remember where that Evan guy was.
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 11:03 pm
Nathaniel Evans enters the GWF building and starts exploring, trying to get to know the place that he will be considering as home for the foreseeable future. Coming down a corridor he notices Zade wandering around, seemingly at a loss for something and with a towel clutched in one hand.
Thinking that this would be as good a time as any to start making a place for himself in the GWF, Nate walks over and gives Zade a friendly slap on the back, chuckling.
"Hey man, nice... good to see a man who knows where his towel is. Gotta be prepared for anything in this business, right?" He smiled briefly as he wondered if he would pick up on the Literary Pop Culture reference.
"I'm The Wildcard, Nate Evans just got signed here in GWF. Good to meet ya..." Nate extended his hand for Zade to shake, seeing if he would accept the friendly gesture or do something a little more "unpredictable".
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 11:40 pm
"Jed, Jed, Jed!"
Jed entered the building with his bag while his title belt was around his waist. Jed then stepped over a bucket on the ground while a puddle of water was near it.
"Someone really needs to clean that up. "
Jed saw Evan just running his hands through his hair. It seemed that he was a victim of one of Zade's jokes. Jed stopped for a second wondering how the people will react to him in GWF. Last time he was here in a GWF arena he was booed out of the building, but he thinks that has changed because he saw a few people on the way in and they started to chant Jed as he enter the door.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 8:37 am
Zade looks up at him with a very serious, angry like, face. then he smiles and begins to accept the handshake till he realizes thats the hand his towel is in. instead he throws it over the face of Mr. Evans and gives him dual purple nurples before running down a near corridor and into a door
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 7:28 am
Majin steped into the building just as Zade gave some rookie a Purple nurp.....he let out a sigh and shook his head.
"Not much has changed around here, Zade's till pranking people, Jed's still champion, And out of everyone here no one is more M-Azing then Majin! Regardless if i have or having wrestled a Match in Centuries."
Majin just steped over the water that seemed to be on the floor and began looking for his private locker room.
"Awww Come on I told them ******** Id be Showing up wheres my Private room with my "escorts" and room service? The M-Azing one demands that his needs be "Serviced""
Majin let out yet another sigh as he continued to look for his room
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MajinInferno Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 9:25 am
((The Hell's a purple nurple? xD))
Nate stared out the mock angry look with a grin of his own which only widened as Zade seemed like he was going to accept the hand shake. He paid no mind to the fact that he was extending the hand with the towel, thinking he would just switch hands when he realised, but instead he ended up with a face full of towel and a double purple nurple...
"Eeyeach! Shoulda seen that coming, from Zade of all people..." He peeled the towel off his face and shook his head vigorously to relieve himself of the purple nurple discomfort.
"That's the last time I talk to Zade without a Wildcard hidden up my sleeve..." He turned as he heard the voice of the oh-so legendary Majin calling out for his 'Private Locker' and 'Escorts'; like they were going to pipe up any second and shout, "Here we are!" He chuckled slightly and called out to the M-Azing one.
"Hey Majin, good to see that the M-Azing one still demands his comfort and style everywhere he goes. No one can kick it Majin-style like the man himself."
He laughed and headed off in a different direction, he didn't want to hold up Majin if he was looking for someone or something. After all, no one comes between a Legend and his 'Priveleges'!
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 11:55 am
Rapskallion ((The Hell's a purple nurple? xD)) Nate stared out the mock angry look with a grin of his own which only widened as Zade seemed like he was going to accept the hand shake. He paid no mind to the fact that he was extending the hand with the towel, thinking he would just switch hands when he realised, but instead he ended up with a face full of towel and a double purple nurple... "Eeyeach! Shoulda seen that coming, from Zade of all people..." He peeled the towel off his face and shook his head vigorously to relieve himself of the purple nurple discomfort. "That's the last time I talk to Zade without a Wildcard hidden up my sleeve..." He turned as he heard the voice of the oh-so legendary Majin calling out for his 'Private Locker' and 'Escorts'; like they were going to pipe up any second and shout, "Here we are!" He chuckled slightly and called out to the M-Azing one. "Hey Majin, good to see that the M-Azing one still demands his comfort and style everywhere he goes. No one can kick it Majin-style like the man himself." He laughed and headed off in a different direction, he didn't want to hold up Majin if he was looking for someone or something. After all, no one comes between a Legend and his 'Priveleges'! ((s'where a grab your nipples and twist hard lol))
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 2:07 pm
((Oh, heheh... how lovely xD))
The Wildcard Nate Evans wandered the backstage areas of GWF with a pensieve expression on his face as he tried to work out how best to make an impact in the greatest wrestling federation in all of Gaia. Being on the best fed meant a lot of pressure from the audience and the other superstars to deliver each and every opportunity given and he intended on doing just that.
Nate was considering going out to the GWF universe and cutting his first promo, but he didn't even have a match scheduled or any opponents he could talk about. That would change by the time of the next cycle he knew, but he was dying to get out there and let the GWF audience know that the GWF deck now had it's very own Wildcard shuffled into the mix... and who knew when he was going to jump out of the pack and mix things up? Hey, that's pretty good material. Maybe he could go and cut a promo just based on the idea of him being there and that he could jump out on anyone at any time?
Hmmm... needs some work he thought. Maybe he'd go get a drink while he thought about it and come back later...
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 3:23 pm
Rapskallion ((Oh, heheh... how lovely xD)) The Wildcard Nate Evans wandered the backstage areas of GWF with a pensieve expression on his face as he tried to work out how best to make an impact in the greatest wrestling federation in all of Gaia. Being on the best fed meant a lot of pressure from the audience and the other superstars to deliver each and every opportunity given and he intended on doing just that. Nate was considering going out to the GWF universe and cutting his first promo, but he didn't even have a match scheduled or any opponents he could talk about. That would change by the time of the next cycle he knew, but he was dying to get out there and let the GWF audience know that the GWF deck now had it's very own Wildcard shuffled into the mix... and who knew when he was going to jump out of the pack and mix things up? Hey, that's pretty good material. Maybe he could go and cut a promo just based on the idea of him being there and that he could jump out on anyone at any time? Hmmm... needs some work he thought. Maybe he'd go get a drink while he thought about it and come back later... Zade jumps from out of no where landing beside Mr. Evans with his hands on his hips Hurricane style (which is quite the feat for a man his size) Zade extends his hand to the new guy "HEllo there sir, good to have you in the GWF. You any good?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 11:28 pm
Jacob is seen wandering into the building a spent bottle of Guinness extra stout in his hand. "Where's the guitars!?" He shouts before throwing the bottle into a near by wall.
Hearing the shatter he shrugs. "I'm not cleaning that up. Shut up Figgy!" He pauses wondering when he started talking to himself
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