Category: World Wide Wrestling RPG: Actual Play

And it’s begun! If you want to follow Women of World Wide Wrestsling (The Quad Dubya), then here’s the link: http://forum.rpg.net/showthread.php?752882-Women-of-World-Wide-Wrestling

Any who, here is the opening synopsis, the first promo and the start of the first match:

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Women of World Wide Wrestling #2 (#1 is actually highlights of what the PC’s did last week)

Location: The Knight Center, Miami, Florida

Commentators: Roger Hanson, Tina Tahini, and Glen “Showbiz” Parker (who sports a neckbrace thanks to Nina Nails)

After the fireworks and shots of cheering crowd, we cut to Roger, Tina and Showbiz at the TV broadcast set/booth just next to the announce table. They talk about the upcoming, first ever Journeywoman cup tournament, with Tina throwing cracks at Glen due to her getting owned by Nina.

They get interrupted however, by the arrival of Maria Garcia, a Mexican wrestler who, after losing her Journeywoman cup tournament qualifier, was ‘assaulted’ by a large snake… part of the mysterious ritual that has been going on for weeks.

The fiery Mexican shouts to the camera and states that she is headed to the ring to confront this… Voodoo swamp thing, or whatever she is… and she’s not leaving till the woman comes out. 

With that, Martha Garcia leaves the set and heads to the ring with her music. True to her word, she climbs into the ring, goes to a nearby corner, and waits.

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Tina: “Can you believe she is calling out this mysterious person?!?! Do you think she will come out Roger?!?”

Roger: “I can’t really tell you one way or another! We could be waiting the entire show for someone that may not even be in the building.”

Glen: “I’ll tell you something right now! This is a sham, a hoax… This is just a trick played on all you weak-minded individuals who would fall for su-“

Glen gets cut off before he can finish his sentence by the cackle of a woman’s voice, just laughing into the system before Voodoo by Godsmack started to play. Smoke pillowing out across the ramp, and the lights starting to darken. From the entrance of the ramp, emerges not one, not two, but several different figures and shapes. Each one looking eerily similar to the next as they started to walk, forming two straight lines. They all had their fact painted in the shape of a skull, a blackened top hat emerging over their heads and a black, tuxedo coat to show off a bit of style. The most strange of things? Each one had a doll made of straw, or string that had the same hair and slightly unique characteristics as Maria in the ring. They started to turn and pose towards each other, and began to lift the dolls into the air, mumbling some strange words in a chant-like pattern.

Tina: “Is this what you call a trick Glen?… These people, who are they? And what do they want!”

Roger: “Better yet.. Look at those dolls, they must have some significance to what is going on with the strange ritual that has been going on for weeks!”

Glen: “Eeerr… These weaklings don’t understand the true beauty of this! The simpletons minds don’t quite grasp it like I do.. Oww.. my neck.”

Glen jumped at the sound of a large boom that surfaced through the PA System, jarring his neck and causing some discomfort to his form. Speaking of form, more smoke pillowed out through the entrance before another shape came forth, this one a feminine silhouette started to walk amongst the path of the Baron Samedi’s. Hauntingly beautiful face covered up in the same make-up and painting of the face to resemble the skull. Black, sleek hair covered long down her back, and wet with moisture. What was once a beautiful dress now looked muddled, muddy with the texture of dirt, ground and rubble. Little jewels, earrings and adornments covering her in a shimmy of a glimmer from fingertips, to wrist, even to the hair itself! Her most striking feature was the sway of her hips, how she moved with a methodical, slow pace, slithering down the ramp before pausing to the last man and grabbing the doll from his grasp. Staring at it, with those darkening hues but emerging a grin to her lips.

The woman continued her sway, her movement down the ramp far enough to get to the base of the apron, and started to waltz almost into a dance towards the steps. The entire time she moved, the jingling of her ornaments rang loudly. Stopping just short at the steps, she picked up the microphone in her free hand, and for the first time, Madame Shanti started to speak: “Madame Shanti knows why you are here Maria….. You see Madame Shanti knows a lot of about you and these people… about humanity.. about the wishes of all your kind. Madame Shanti knows, your true desires, what you want out of life… what you want right now but Madame Shanti is no miracle worker. You, are just like everyone else in this arena Maria, you are upset with your life, upset with the way life spits in your face, how it bites you with venom, so thick you can hardly think. You get aggressive whenever life hurts you, you try and get revenge, fight, and fight… and fight.”

Her feet started to walk, one step at a time, they started to walk up the steps, her gaze never leaving the Mexican woman in the ring. “Madame Shanti knows, that your fight is just a cover for your weakness, how afraid you are of the future… Your fortune, your death.. Do not worry, I am here now to fix all of that… No longer.. No longer will you, or anyone need to fear death for I, shall make it painless. No longer will you need to feel fear, feel anything… Soak up Madame Shanti’s words for fear… and regret, and pain.. and life and death are all… Madame Shanti. Your future, I have forseen to be my first, to show these.. pathetic mortals that the only thing people need to fear, is Madame Shanti herself. I’m the bringer of life, the giver of health.. the taker of souls… and Maria….. Do not cry because you are first, of the many to come… Hahahahahahah” The cackle came once more from her, into the microphone before she dropped it, and started to make her way into the ring.

Roger: “….What did we just watch and hear? No matter! Madame Shanti is claiming that Maria will be the prime example today of.. whatever her cryptic words just spoke of.

(So, outside of Glen being misrepresented as a man (:p), Shanti rolled a 7 in the promo roll and chooses +1 momentum.)

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The crowd was quiet with a low murmur as Shanti was speaking, unsure as to what the woman’s intentions were… but now that it’s apparent that she means harm towards Maria, some bold souls began to boo the woman as she enters the ring. The lights come back on and cheers are heard when a referee slides into the ring and calls for the bell.

Glen: “…okay, am I wrong to think that maybe, just maybe, Maria may want to second guess her choice of facing this woman? At best, she’s a nut, but at worst? What if there really is some dark magic involved? And she may still be a nut!”

Tina: “Maria is too much of a competitor to back down! That Latin temper is already boiling from the snake incident last week…”

Roger: “I do have to take Glen side here, Tina. We know nothing of this Madame Shanti! We don’t know her wrestling style, her wrestling ability…”

Glen: “We don’t even know if she’s human!”

Tina: “Well, we did hear a bell, so it’s official! This Madame Shanti is locking up with ‘The Latin Rocket’ Maria Garcia in this, our inaugural contest of this episode of Woman of World Wide Wrestling!”

Maria strips off her “Latin Power!” T-shirt and does her usual ritual of climbing the turnbuckle and tossing it to the crowd as the Ref signals for the match to start…

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So we’re off and running with an awesome promo from Kelgate to start us off! 

Thouights about the upcoming match?