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 Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:39 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 9:30 pm
The lights about the arena changed as a rather familiar and misplaced tune began to play over the speakers. Holla Holla Holla, So all my girls in the back say Holla so you know how we do it so sad we are back if you know take it back Holla Holla satifaction who would know Holla Holla The fans jumped to their feet with excitement looking for the Diva who was known to use that theme as a figure stepped onto the stage raising one hand and then the other both signing 'I love you' to the crowd only she had her thumbs extended out using the right hand-sign verses the 'rock on' horns before she began walking down the ramp with a duffle bag over her shoulder. From time to time she'd reach her hand into the bag drawing out a fist full of candy and tossed it into the crowd, repeating the action over and over as she walked on. The cheers died down in confusion as people realized that the woman walking in with an overly glittered up pink belt with a butterfly was a bit too curvy, just a tiny bit too tall, and her skin tone was of a natural tan vs a bronzen one. It wasn't until they spotted a rather familiar eye patch before realizing that who was prancing out before them was no other than the EGW's own March Hare. 
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 10:04 pm
She continued on with the entrance before waving for a mic and slashing at her throat signaling for someone to kill the music.
"Hehehe, I figured that since Halloween was around the corner I'd dress up for the occasion. Taht was the scariest thing I could think of. Ugh Hattie and I smile a lot but damn that fake Barbie doll smile hurts." She rubbed her cheeks gently ignoring the boos she got from insulting a rather loved Diva.
"Actually I came out here like this to prove a point and I'll be sure to say this in English to prove how serious I am. The thing is we ladies in the EGW aren't like those prissy little models who can't take a solid hit, we aren't scared to run the ropes, we are women of the extreme. We aren't dainty little butterflies-" She looked at the belt she held in her hand with disgust and spat on it before throwing it down. "We don't do trash like this!"
She then pulled off the wig letting her ears pop free. "But there in lies the problem. We ladies haven't really been living up to that extreme name. You think us having intergender matches is extreme- tsk no offense to the others but that's just equal opportunity."
She reached into the bag pulling out a purple, gold, and black plaid skirt just a little bit too small and pulled it on covering up the gold shorts before ripping them off by the velcro that held them to her body.
"So I realized that we ladies need to live up to that extreme name. Our bumps and bruises, our sweat and blood, that's child's play babies." She removed a purples worn vintage looking T-shirt from the bag and pulled it on over her head. "It's time we too went beyond our dull little matches and raised our game."
She removed the boots with a little difficulty tossing them out of the ring revealing she wore her usual mismatched pair of socks and fished out a simple pair of boots from her bag slipping them on completely transitioning herself from the Diva into March Hare.
"So ladies let's do this." She reached into the bag a final time and removed a short billy club and pointed it towards the stage. "I challenge any one of you bitches in the back to a hardcore falls count anywhere match."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 7:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 1:23 am
(Yeah I forgot to add interruptions welcomed)
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 4:36 pm
"I CAN'T USE WHAT I CAN'T ABUSE" coos in as the arena goes back. Purple lights go up on the Titantron. It's "Vow" by Garbage.
"I CAN'T STOP WHEN IT COMES TO YOU."
As the guitar riffs bust in, flashing is everywhere, and as the Titantron plays her video, Cambria comes out, and then runs to the ring. She jumps up on the stairs, and flips over the top rope. She then does her corner pose, beating her breasts and then raising a fist in defiance to the sky.
"From Los Angeles, California, the Feminist Fighter, CAMBRIA....LYNN!"
It is evident that Cambria brought a length of chain to the ring. "I'll take you on," she said, ready for a fight. She came swinging her chain toward March Hare.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 5:49 pm
Hare quickly brought up her club to catch the chain. "Hold on, chica. One more banter and trash talk to hype up the situation and two this is a promo challenge that preludes to the match not the match...yet. If you attack me during the promo the security will come out to break things up the GM will have to come out then make this a match and so on and so forth." She rolled her one visible eye. "This is wrestling etiquette 101."
She shook the chain from her club and looked Cambria over, "Anyhow I've been meaning to ask you. Why are you even here? What do you have to be a feminist about here in the EGW? Don't you have a Hooters or something to picket?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 7:05 pm
Cambria lowered her chain. "I think you just said it before you changed out of your little cotsume. The men don't take us seriously. I mean, aren't you providing the same argument I am? That we're not little models pretending to be wrestlers? Besides, I'm beyond picketing the Hooters. This has gone way beyond Hooters. This has been the abuse and subjugation of women from the DAWN OF TIME!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 7:49 pm
Hare tsked her tongue against her teeth. "I think you are a little confused. The argument that I was making was that 'we' as in us ladies need to step our game up. I do not recall any of the guys here holding me back from these type of matches."
Resting the club on her shoulder, tapping it gently to her shoulder she snickered lightly to herself. "You are such a textbook feminist poser if you can stand here in a place you or any female here has yet to be oppressed for their gender and mouth off about abuse and subjugation. It would make more sense if you were with that other show I dare not name. But you're not. You're just a dog barking at air."
Her smirk grew into a twisted smile. "Win or lose I'm going to enjoy this. You and I will have our match later tonight. So get ready and make sure your insurance is paid for, chica." She chuckled before stepping backwards to slip out of the ring keeping her eye on Cambria.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:50 am
((Is it alright if I interrupt at the last second?))
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 6:23 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 12:15 pm
The Plague Returns by Violator begins to play on the sound system, this theme hasn't been heard in quite a while... Though the fans know who it is already... "UGH!" Instead of her normal headbanging to the crowd, whom were cheering for her return... She came out with a mic, and stood her ground right at the entrance... Sarah put the mic up to her mouth... "Cut my music for a bit... Now, I couldn't resist coming out here and involving myself about 'hardcore' matches... That involve us women... Yeah, some say we are just put to the side... But some of us actually get chances to prove ourselves... Go back to our recent Pay-Per-View Lucky Numbers... Who here remembers my Last Person Standing match between Rosario Blade and myself? The crowd began to root for Sarah. Sarah motioned them to settle down, it dies down, but of course there was still chatter among the crowd. So yeah, it seems they remember that we put ourselves through hell... Regardless of our gender... A win, is a win... That is why we wrestle... Sarah took some time to take a good look at her opponents in the ring... You girls try to prove that you are supposedly 'hardcore' by coming out with weapons... Trying to act extreme... I'll admit, in a way its pretty cool... If you back it up by knowing how to actually use a weapon... I don't consider myself nor act like I'm hardcore or even worse some ultra-feminist... heh... But when the time calls, I know where to find a weapon... And I'm pretty sure I've proven myself to the guys in the back, and to the rest of these fans... The crowd began to cheer again... So instead of just you two... Why don't we wait for the suited people in the back sign the three of us for a match... And we wait until the end of the night! Sound good, eh?" Sarah let her arm drop and waited for a response form either woman.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 2:13 pm
"Chiquita stop being such a killjoy and patting your own back. I'm one half the tag team champions and you don't hear me bragging about it. And I won that in a tables match." Hare rolled her one visible eye. "Fighting guys, that's only impressive if you're with that PG rated company on TV. I'm trying to do a match for the mujeres that we haven't done before against one another. Cage, hardcore, extreme rules, so on and so forth.
"Against one another it's always been the same one fall in the by pin or submission." She dropped onto her bottom then rolled a bit. "It's booooring." she stopped rolling to bang her head against the side of the barricade. "Boring boring boring boring boring!"
With her short hair tussled into a wild miss she peered at Cambria and then to Sarah from between the tresses. "I just want to have some fun." She grinned.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 3:26 pm
"Wait. One. Minute." A voice rang out as a rather annoyed general manager walked out from behind the curtain, furrowing his brow. He held the mic tightly in his grip as he walked onto the stage, getting quite a few boo's from the crowd. He looked from side to side as the crowd assailed him with insults, it seems that alot of them had turned on him rather quickly. He pointed two fingers at Hare, then Cambria and finally Sarah. "What do you three think you are doing? You do realize that you are holding up my show with your nonsense." He did not look amused, obviously due to his encounter at the beginning of the show. "I will not sit in the back and have you three losers ruin my show with this crap. If you three want to bicker--" He pointed to the back. "I have a nice brick wall in the locker-room that you three can stare at and fight with all night, I don't care." Harsh words from the mad-tempered owner. Who knew so much frustration could be bottled into such a 'small' five-ten frame. "I am giving you two minutes to solve this before ALL of you end up working at Hooters!" He pointed at the females again as he stood, arms crossed, on the stage.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 12:19 pm
"Deadman Walking" by Bloodsimple starts to blast through the arena as the crowd starts to cheer. -Buuuuurn it down!- As the song continues to play, Jak walks out from backstage wearing a retro Ninja Turtles shirt and with a mic in her hand. "What are you stopping them for? I say just let them bicker. I kinda find it entertaining, but that's just me." Jak said. "And besides, those three," she pointed at her three fellow co-workers in the ring, "In my point of view, are not losers. Well, I can't really say about Cambria Lynn, but that's cause I haven't been in a match against her yet."
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