The Call (The Big Announcement/O2Reactions)

[b]

Sitting in her and Jason's rented hotel room Brianna is surfing the net on her laptop just checkin' news...stock prices...stuff like that when she accidentally stumbles upon an ad for the reason why her and Jason were in Chicago...GCW...they had heard rumors about it during a vacation back home in Texas. They were from a very reliable source so they decided to pack up and come here to Chicago. Smirking and looking away from the screen for a second she smiles and says to Jason who was just walking into the room.

"Looks like that source was right J, there is a new company sprouting up here in Chicago. Too bad I can't wrestle...F*ckin' drunk drivers..."

[e]

"Pfft, always blame it on the drunk driver why dontcha... doesn't hurt that you were the one that swerved and hit a tree. Totaled my truck at the same time too..."

.:B gave him a look that could only be summed up as Bitchy. One of those, you better be joking or else type of looks. But of course he was... well, not the part about his truck being totaled. That part did suck... But he was going to change the subject inconspicuously.:.

"So...that GCW place ain't just a rumor eh? Well... thats cool... Just proves that 'source' of yours is as truthful as you say..."

[b]

"It was either hit the tree or get hit by that dumb ass...I took the tree route...a broken leg was just a small price to pay for being otherwase safe. Your insurance covered the price of a brand new one anyway so quit cha' bitchin' "

Sticking her tongue out Bri continues.

"I'm sure 'Mandy will be happy to see two of her most dominant champs from Detroit workin' for her again."

With that B closes her laptop and gets up from the chair walking over to Jason.

Now lets go out for some grub...I'm starvin'."

[PornStar]

"'BOUT FUCKIN' TIME I GETS ME SOME WORK!!!!"

Buck's... naked, somewhere. Dunno where... or... hm. Do I even need to explain anymore? I mean... Christ, he could be in a bakery (not like that hasn't happened before...) and it would just be Buck, so zip it. Don't ask, he won't tell. Buy the FamDVD later. Since Buck like, stole rights to that shit and stuff...


ANYways, he looks down at the wench in front of him...

"Hey, I'm interviewin' toots... speak right into that microphone in your hand right there and smile for the camera. Bonus points if you can swallow it."

Damn right I'm interviewin' my first broad naked...

["Simply Sexy" Chris Calloway]

amanda said:

Global Championship Wrestling

Starting December 1st, Global Championship Wrestling will start contracting professional wrestlers and professional wrestling personnel for the launch of their new brand located in Chicago, Illinois. GCW will be a travelling wrestling promotion with show dates in various cities across the United States and even the world already being booked. The show will start on January 7th, when GCW produces their maiden pay-per-view, Exodus, from the United Center of Chicago, Illinois. Just who will compete?

It could be you.

This is an open contracting call for any and all professional wrestlers who wish to try their hand at something new, to build a company up from the ground upon their shoulders... for the pride of looking at it and knowing it was their blood, sweat, and tears that created something special. Our only requirements? Be a fully trained professional wrestler, "big fed experience" not required, and show up to the GCW Tower on Lake Shore Drive in Chicago, Illinois. You will be contracted, given the opportunity to perform in front of a sell-out crowd in the United Center. Living costs and health benefits shall be covered during the time of your employment with GCW, as well as travel costs covered.

Again, that is the:
GCW Tower
751 Lake Shore Drive
Chicago, Illinois 60637

No contracts will be accepted before December 1st.

This note was found in Chris Calloway's mailbox. Chris arrived just in time for picking it up, he was with his usual chicks along him, Chris then curiously focuses in the mailbox.. The size of it, makes us see that Chris isn't a man who really reads his mail

Hold on chicas, I am gonna see why my mail-thing is so big

Chris opens his mailbox and a huge wave of mail falls upon him Chris stands up like a macho man he is and poses for the girls

Don't be worried chicks, if the mail goes wild, I go postal

lame pun, but when you have a body like Chris and bimbos hanging from it, doesn't mind how lame you sound...

Anyways let's gonna check and put some order here, wanna help me girls?

Yay!

Chris grabs a handful of mail.

Let's see: Bill, bill, bill, letter from mum, bill, bill, "if you have received this letter you need a brain scan now!", bill, bill, bill....

Chris throws all this mail into the paper shredder, as he grabs another handful

Bill, bill, bill... Oh! My magazine! Jock and Sock!

Chris rips of the envelope, and takes out his beloved magazine

Sit here with me girls, let's read the jokes.

Chris and the girls sit around and they start reading the magazine. Chris frowns so do the girls

I don't get the joke, why someone asks for Maid Ickwannasuckya in a cafe? Maids are in manors not in cafes.. Duh this magazine has lost all it's appeal

Indeed Chris.

Jock and Sock gets shredded as well as Chris keeps checking his mail

Bill, bill, bill, "you know that steroid consuming can produce muscular dystrofia?"... Pfft and they tell me now.. Let's see... Bill, bill, bill, uh a letter from a hot chick, let's see what it says..

"Dear Chris, you are a pig and a swine. Signed: Kiss"

That's gotta be good girls, pigs and swines are good animals, if we didn't killed them we wouldn't get food, I know Kiss loves me after all, but that doesn't mean I can't stop having fun with ya, since she's in NY and I am in Pinky City

It's Windy City, Chris.

Oh thanks... Random girl

My name is Harriet!!!

Oh yeah babe, Dirty Harriet... Growl

Chris makes a cat claw motion towards Harriet as the girls keep checking his mail

Uh Chris here's a letter from GCW..

Oh not again! Those Gimps Cause Wounds society is really bugging me up, just because I tried once in a dungeon they are like wrinkles on my ass, waiting to put pus in my blood stream whenever they have tha chance!

But Chris is from Global Championship Wrestling, the wrestling business you are hoping to be hired in.

Right, make me two cents of it

It basically says you have to get hired right now

Oh shit!!! I forgot!! I am leaving right now girls, do what I was doing, and when I come back we'll have hubba-hubba for everyone.

Chris puts on his jacket and storms off his house, the girls stay there and pick another handful of mail

Girls look at this mail. "Christopher Antonio Calloway you are the lucky winner of 1.000.000 $" I opened it from this envelope that says "lottery"

Oh what do we do with this one?

Throw it to the shredder it was Chris was doing.

Yeah! Chris will be proud of us!

And the banknote is thrown to the shredder... Yeah there are people WAY more stupid than Chris Calloway my friends

[phoenix]

He was alone on a rooftop. The announcement paper was in his hand. There was a strong wind during that night. Nova's eyes were on the paper, reading the the letters...

G... C... W!

That's where he was supposed to go. That's what the man dressed in black told him. Behind his mask, his eyes stayed on the letters until he only his hand. The paper flew away in the strong wind, slowly falling in the big city. He stood up, even with the ache of his golden bracelets around his forearms. His dark coat was hiding most of his attire.

''...''

He would just get prepared and hit GCW when it starts. He jumped down and he was gone.

[theman]

The scene opens up with The Man is sitting in a room by himself upstairs in his club in Chi Town. He is flipping from the TV Channels to his camera channels. As he flips back to the TV Channel, he sees a commercial for GCW Wrestling. The Man having herd of the rumor of this company being created was just psyched.

[glow=purple,2,300]HELL YEAH. I knew my sources wouldn't give The Man some fake rumor bullshit.[/glow]

Having herd of this rumor while running a few of his dads car dealerships out in California, The Man made the trip east to Chicago for this very reason. Well, one of the reasons why he made the trip east. The Man flips the channel back to his camera channel and then dials a number on his cell phone.

Hello?

[glow=purple,2,300]Marty? I knew you wouldn't steer The Man wrong. The rumor is true my friend, GCW has no idea whats coming.[/glow]

The scene ends with The Man hanging up his phone and smiling as the camera fades to black.

[daclown]

Giggles was in a public library looking for jobs like she usually did. They had just gotten done with a pathetic fight that Shitman had won after the guy quit. All it took was a bite in the ass and he left. Giggles suddenly sees the announcement of GCW. An actual federation. She was sure the bastards, err people wouldn't quit just because they got bit in the ass. Giggles turns to Shitman who's in a corner getting odd looks from everyone.

Hey shit-for-brains, get ready. There's an actual federation here. So get your shit and let's go.

The librarian raises her head obviously upset with not only Giggles' loudness, but also her profanity.

Librarian: Why don't you watch your mouth and keep quiet? This is a library and there are children around.

Giggles stops as she looks as the librarian. She quickly responds as loud as she can.

FUCK YOU BITCH!!!! These children need to learn proper profanity if they're going to succeed! So why don't you just shut up damn bitch?!

Before the librarian can respond, Giggles, and Shitman walk out. Once outside, Shitman turns to her.

Why did you scream at her? That wasn't really needed.

Piece-of-Shit, just shut up. We're going to GCW where we should be able to earn a decent paycheck or you're going to make their offices have to be quarantined.

Shitman and Giggles, continue walking down the road to get ready for GCW.

[asylum]

It was mid afternoon and Cerberus was at a local Chicago gym working out. He had been there since opening time and didn't show any signs of stopping anytime soon. He was in the middle of doing reps on a bench press someone walked by.

Good after noon sir.

huh?

Cerberus almost dropped the bar on himself but quickly corrected his mistake. He set the bar back to its resting holds and sat up to look at who was talking to him.

Who are you?

I'm bill I work here at the gym and I was just going around passing out these fliers to people.

Cerberus grabbed the flier and read it. It was the same type of flier that Hades had shown him. He handed the piece of paper back to the guy.

I already have one you can go ahead and have this back.

Oh ok have a nice work out then.

Yeah whatever loser.

Did you say something?

No I didn't say anything.

The guy named Bill left and Cerberus went back to doing his reps. Minutes later Hades had arrived and started to talk to Cerberus.

Hows the work out coming along?

Good I've been at it for a few hours. Almost done just a couple more reps.

Did you see that some D bag was passing out fliers for that new Wrestling Fed? He has to feel like such fucking' tool.

Yeah he tried giving me one, the little bastard almost made him drop the damn bar.

Hahahaha that would have been funny as hell. Ok well we got to get going soon so wrap it up and go hit the showers.

Hades walked off and Cerberus finished his work out and then went to the showers.

[maxcutter]

*Max Cutter Heard the press conference on the news while he was watching the tv in his apartment in Chicago, he smiled in a cocky way as he looks on at the tv.*

“heh it’s about damn time that GCW is about to begin, I’ve better get my self in tip top shape and get my self ready before the contract signing starts, witch is one day away.”

*He turns the tv off and goes to look himself in the mirror, and he tells that he looks ready before GCW begins*

“Get ready GCW because the tough S.O.B is coming to kick some ass.”

*he heads to the basement to go do some training as he prepares for the GCW contract signing*

[blood]

Walking through the streets of Chicago, Illinois, Dante Cervantes has yet to find any answers to his questions. He knew he had a reason to be here. Or else he wouldn't have felt compelled to wake from his slumber. He wouldn't have felt compelled to fly from his home to come here. But he felt a force that seemed to pull him to certain directions. Pulling him to certain destinations. Dante had found nothing. No answers. No purpose. Nothing yet. While he was walking through the streets among the common people of the city. He stumbled upon a flyer. A flyer that seemed to be promoting a wrestling company called Global Championship Wrestling. He stood there. Staring at the flyer. Looking it up and down. He read it through thoroghly. Noting certain points here and there. A smile formed on his face once he was finished. This might be it. This might be the thing that he was meant to come here for. The fighting thing that the woman at the airport mentioned. The company that man in the park mentioned. It started making sense. Piecing together the little tibits that he had picked up while he was here. GCW. It seemed to stick in his mind the same way. Perhaps, this was what he had awaken from his rest for. Perhaps, this was why he was here.

"Excellent..."

He would find this place. This GCW. He would make sure to find out more about this place. Find out how to get involved. Perhaps, he'll find out why these tibits have stuck in his mind. Fighting. GCW. He nodded his head and looked forward down the street. Proceeding off on his way. He'll need to find out more about this place. He'll find it once the place was open. Answers... He might have finally found some.

[aaronspencer]

Driving Home from a days training at the gym aaron heres some breaking news something involving GCW he turns up the car radio as the details come out aaron lets out a smile and thinks to himself whilst waiting at some traffic lights


So GCW is a new Wrestling fed right here in chicago, A new fed is a great oppourtunity to get my name herd and they include health benefits and travel costs hmmm guess ill have to check this place out

He grabs a pen from the glove box and pit of paper and writes down the address, the lights turn green and aaron sets off

[saint]

Jason: '...And ladies and gentlemen, we're here and live for the fifteenth hour of our Global Championship Experience, I am your host and announcer, Jason Strathehom and it is my pleasure to accompany you all for the wild ride following the announcement of the grand opening of the GCW. But with us now is a very special guest, live in the studio, the woman that would be king of wrestling, AMANDA WALLACE!'

Wallace: 'It's a pleasure to be here.'

Jason: 'But you're not here for a chat, are you, we were talking earlier and you were hinting at something big happening tonight, live on the Experience tonight, care to elaborate?'

Wallace: 'Yes. It is a big announcement, I have decided that right now, on the air, I am going to announce the FIRST sign-up to GCW, he is a man who is well-known in the wrestling scene, a man who was thought to be retired, a man who would only be spurred to action through the reputation of the GCW...'

Jason: 'No more stalling, tell the crowd who it is!'

Wallace: 'Peter! Saint!'

[md]

Location: PWC Gym, Tallahassee, Florida

It was the night of PWC's local Saturday Night shabang, where resident wrestling fans came by to catch the action this small federation could deliver. Nothing special really. But it gave people an alternative, and those are always fun. All kinds of upstarts filled PWC's active roster, from the biggest brute, to the smallest underdog. They housed their share of freaks, monsters, NgN's, daredevils, shooters, basically anything you could imagine. Amongst all that there was one man who garnered his own "cult" following if you wanna call it that. He had the ladies on the tip on their toes, the kids wishing they could be as smooth and cool as he is, and the fellas wishing they were him period. The jeers were enough of an indication, but he'd always use that as perfect ammunition to shoot back. He also learned that being in a diverse state like Florida, some of the fellas in the crowd were actually whistling AT him, which kinda throws him off but gawd damn, it's not his fault he's fine as hell. When it comes to those types, they can stare, but the ladies are the only ones that'll be doing the touching . Anyways, who's this guy that's been capturing such attention? With an unorthodox arsenal at his disposal, THE finest blend of both air and ground tactics, Miles Divine would be featured in tonight's weekly show. In a battle royal no less, where PWC's super welterweight championship would be on the line, after the previous champ, some sap who got injured during his first defense, had to drop it a few minutes after retained it. It was then decided that since they just couldn't hand it to the challenger at the time, an over-the-top-rope battle royal would be the best bet, especially when it came to drawing in a crowd. It would be the first in three main event matches, but to someone like Miles? If he's in it, IT'S the friggin' main event.

The crowd was filing in, while the guys in the cramped locker room were getting their gears together. Miles wasn't there yet, he was still about a block away from the facility. He's not the type that gets all bent outta shape if he's a little late, cuz frankly the show doesn't start 'til he's there to start it. No sweat off his back, as he's pulling up into the parking lot. Getting stationed in one of the reserved spots for PWC talent, he slips out of his ride. He notices that it looks like there's a full house tonight. That's always nice, evident in the smirk on his face. Decked out in his signature shades, reminiscient of a great Canadian technician who thinks himself as being the best there was, the best there is, and the best there ever will be, Miles gets spotted by a few fans that are walking up to the main entrance of the PWC Gym. A few fellas with their chicks, to which Miles stops for a second just for a look-see. Once these fans realize who it was, the chicks go on a waving frenzy, while the guys point in his direction.

Like, oh ma-gawd, its that cutie Miles Divine!!

The shrieks from the two girls rushing toward him in their high heels send his ears reeling. He forgot to slip on those ear plugs he usually sports, just in case he's like harassed by a crowd as he's making his way in. Don't get him wrong though, he loved every minute of it. But come on now, he had to take care of himself, especially for his fans. The ladies finally make it up to him, just as he's about done scoping them from head to toe. Nice, especially with the weather. It was a good evening, not to brisky or anything like that. And you all know what the means, right? Less clothes...

I like so LOVE you! I came just to see you here tonight. You had better be like competing because you're like...

She fans herself, while biting her lower lip. Her girlfriend could do nothing but coyly nod in agreement. Their gentleman companions were jogging their way up to the threesome, before the ladies went all goo goo gah gah. Too late though...

I know I know. How you ladies doing, tonight? Besides melting before me that is...

He flashes the pearly whites, with a lowering of his shades and a wink just over their rim. They giggle like little school girls while those fellas that came with them secure the rear.

Oh hell. If it isn't Miles Divine. How's it poppin', playa? Swooning our ladies are ya?

Miles just gives this guy a "see for yourself" raise of his chin as Miles repositions his duffel bag.

Like O.M.G... would you like take a picture with me and Hayley here?

The perky blonde reaches into her bag for a disposable camera that she pushes into her "date's" chest. Both ladies then proceed to flash their puppy dog eyes.

I don't see why not. Fine lookin' picture if you ask me. Come tip toe your ways on each side and I'll give ya a special something. Least thing I can do for the fans...

Both ladies squeal, and both rush to wrap their arms around their respective arm of his. They begin to pose, making sure they give off their best sides for this picture. The guy with the cam positions himself well enough to get them in the right light. He counts them down to three. Just as he counts three, Miles' sneaky ass plants one on the perky blonde's cheek, the moment captured forever in that camera. Miles manages to slip out of their arms while the blonde touches the right side of her cheek in disbelief. He walks over to the double doors and proceeds in, after flashing the double daters a quick wink. Smooth.

After that little escapade, he walks down the main corridor that leads to the locker room. On his way down, he's stopped by one of the referees with some sort of print out in hand.

Hey Miles. Didn't get the chance to give you this earlier today, but seems like this is something you should take a look at. Anyhow, I gotta head out to the ring. See you out there later tonight.

The ref hands him the 8 1/2 by 11 flyer and the ref sprints off. Miles removes his sunglasses and reads it, thinking its something about tonight's show.

amanda said:

Global Championship Wrestling

Starting December 1st, Global Championship Wrestling will start contracting professional wrestlers and professional wrestling personnel for the launch of their new brand located in Chicago, Illinois. GCW will be a travelling wrestling promotion with show dates in various cities across the United States and even the world already being booked. The show will start on January 7th, when GCW produces their maiden pay-per-view, Exodus, from the United Center of Chicago, Illinois. Just who will compete?

It could be you.

This is an open contracting call for any and all professional wrestlers who wish to try their hand at something new, to build a company up from the ground upon their shoulders... for the pride of looking at it and knowing it was their blood, sweat, and tears that created something special. Our only requirements? Be a fully trained professional wrestler, "big fed experience" not required, and show up to the GCW Tower on Lake Shore Drive in Chicago, Illinois. You will be contracted, given the opportunity to perform in front of a sell-out crowd in the United Center. Living costs and health benefits shall be covered during the time of your employment with GCW, as well as travel costs covered.

Again, that is the:
GCW Tower
751 Lake Shore Drive
Chicago, Illinois 60637

No contracts will be accepted before December 1st.

Well he'll be damned! A new promotion with a televised audience, nationwi... hell global even?! He cracks a smile before slipping his shades back on and folding that piece of paper and placing it inside a pocket. Time to show 'em all what it means to be F.I.N.E. and all some gold around his gorgeous waist...

[sil]

****

Carts filled with claimed luggage are rushing past her, a woman utterly and dreadfully drained from ordeals that no normal person would ever have to endure. She remains stoic in her stance, her face almost completely hidden... behind her fabulously oversized sunglasses and pattern-printed head scarf. Suddenly, everything seems to slow down... until reality itself comes to a complete stop. All she can hear is her breathing which causes her eyes to water. Memories come all at once continuing to beat her down, the onslaught is unyielding and she's about to crack...

Just before she's about to scream, a hand finds itself resting on her right shoulder, thrusting her back into reality, time finally speeding up to what is considered normal. She had lost control of her breathing, her senses, everything... until a familiar warmth reels her in, finally giving her the chance to regain control, something very few can say they have witnessed. Silvia was a darn strong-@$$ woman, who would never let anyone see her sweat, even glisten. However, all of this... everything that has happened, has actually tapped into that part of her most people wish to lock away, their emotions... in essence their humanity. Therapeutic as it may seem, for her it was something that laid dormant for many years. The mere shock, the wake-up call that pushed them out of her was scary enough...

How eye-opening it is to think that you were once untouchable, and realizing that you truly never were untouchable to begin with...[/i]