Silver Carrot

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Dawn put down her now empty bowl of chilli, and stood up, stretching. She then pretended to stumble, going down on her knees on the left side of Ivan the Terrible, grabbing his leg for balance. She got up slowly to her feet, smirking.

"Sorry about that. I tripped. Also, I actually agree with you about the people's will being very important. What's the most important thing to me right now, however, is what everybody's written on this piece of paper," she stated, holding up the constitution that he had slipped in his left boot, giving him a cheeky wink as she opened it up and proceeded to read aloud the contents of the document, pausing for emphasis after every paragraph, an occasionally raising her eyebrow at any eyebrow raising sections

"RULES OF NATURE!

This landmass shall have no flags nor anthems. The people won't pledge allegiance to their country. This wrestling company is their country now. There will be no involvement in the Olympics, nor any other worldwide sporting tournaments besides pro-wrestling.

Areas of this landmass that used to be known as Cities or States may be used as incentive for match stipulations, with whoever winning that match becoming General Manager that entire area, however they must still answer to Managantamos for he is the CEO.

In this section of the charter, societal edicts shalt be in place fer how manne will fare so society wol be gentilesse in nature.

Edict the First: Mannekind shalt han a strict curfew, as soon as moon rises ther shalt be no hitting the flats, as mannekind must return and stay in their personal domiciles until the sun rises. Additionally each domicile must have at least one ghostly spirit in it that may do as it pleases. Anyone who breaks this here edict is subject to beatings until morale improves.

Edict the Second: Mannekind hast grown incredibly lickerish and easily succumb to temptation of lustful intent. To curb this tarnation, all biological creatures, which procreate through intimate affairs, must wear at least seox layers of cloth upon them. Anyone who breaks this here edict is subject to beatings until morale improves.

Edict the Third: Sadly establishments that claim to be 'Gentleman's Clubs' art dens of vile sin. All such nunneries shalt be destroyed and the land below it must be purified fer a fortnight before an actual Gentleman's Club, where professionals of various fields can gather for merriment and discussion, gets built upon it. Anyone violating this edict, and/or longin' fer these dens of sins shall be beaten until morale improves.

Edict the Fourth: Verily it be known to all that water is a rather nasty elixir that is frequently tainted by foul water spirits. No one shalt drink this easily tainted substance, rather they shalt drink Small Beers produced by local households and monasteries. Any form of liquor which have more alcohol content than the Small Beers will be outlawed. Anyone trying to violate this edict by the selling or drinking of improper brews shall be subject to beatings until morale improves.

Edict the Fifth: Rambunctious members of mannekind hath taken to frolicking as if they were entranced while an instrumentalist ensemble plays. This Satyr's Trot, known colloquially as "Dancing" is to be banned. Anyone violating this edict will be subject to beatings until morale improves.

All Citizens shall have access to proper medical, safety, and welfare services and resources. Any Citizen that cannot provide for themselves shall be provided for by others. The health, safety, and care of the people shall be the utmost priority of the government. All citizens shall have a representative of their region, who will fight for their best wishes."

Dawn puts it back down on the table. "There appear to be some contradictions here, gentleman. We must abide by the rules of nature yet we must enforce a strict curfew and wear six layers of clothing. The people must be kept healthy yet they're not allowed to drink water and must hydrate via alcohol. And all of us but one know why this is such a confused document, and who's to blame" she sneered, turning to Jarl. "I'm sorry, but is there a brain inside that helmet? No water? No dancing? I won't mourn the loss of Gentleman's Clubs myself but isn't it a woman's choice how she makes her money? I'm not going to judge. You wanted to know who's man enough to lock up first? This woman is!"

Dawn clearly liked to talk, and she was pretty damn good at it. Despite the fact that none of them were assuming kayfabe right now, Dawn actually talked like she was giving a pre-match promo.

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@Sombrero

The only battle royale/royal rumble match that hasn't been for belt contendership or for the World Championship itself is the Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale, and no offence to the legend but you don't want to model any theoretical matches off of that match.

@Zero Hex

Sorry, I drove down to England this weekend. I'll get a post up now, though.

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@Lawful Newtral

Hopefully Lark posts while you're away. That's who I'm waiting on for Amber. Her or Nyx

FILIBUSTER FEDERATION

Ooh, we have a hardcore championship? (Also I don't think we should have a royal rumble belt, but that's a match for a title shot at Bustermania, or maybe even the belt itself just like the real Royal Rumble. Also it shouldn't be called the Royal Rumble.)

And the way you described the Bustermania Championship makes it sounds like it's won via bracket tournament, like King of the Ring, or Cruiserweight Classic. I like that idea. I like me a tournament.

FILIBUSTER FEDERATION

I started thinking about....I'm not sure if we should call them PPVs or not, but the special events

Poll to Pole: Matches determined by crowd polling

Civil War: An event based around large parts of the country being used as stipulations. There might not even be championships at stake here

FILIBUSTER FEDERATION

Several superstars had been summoned to this room, and the smallest among them by far was Dawn Ellis, who also happened to be the only female in this particular group. She was also the least muscular despite being very lean, and having far more muscle than most other women in the company. Right now she was wearing jeans, a black vest, and a blue scarf, and was also wearing sunglasses atop her head. Surrounded by large, hulking men, she looked even more 'Hollywood' than usual.

She did not understand why she was called here for political reasons, but maybe to this alien, her actual hatred of politics could be viewed as an agenda unto itself. Even so, she recognised the honour of shaping the rules and structure of this entire landmass. Having everything be decided by wrestling excited her, and she was the first to step up, pen in hand, and writes down thus;

'This landmass shall have no flags nor anthems. The people won't pledge allegiance to their country. This wrestling company is their country now. There will be no involvement in the Olympics, nor any other worldwide sporting tournaments besides pro-wrestling.

Areas of this landmass that used to be known as Cities or States may be used as incentive for match stipulations, with whoever winning that match becoming General Manager that entire area, however they must still answer to Managantamos for he is the CEO.'

Dawn puts the pen down, and looks to the rest of the wrestlers who were gathered. "That's all I really wanted to add. The rest of you can write the rest. I'm going to grab some of that chilli now. I'm starving!" she stated, before grabbing a large bowl of pasta and chilli, sitting in the corner, and starting to eat the meal quickly yet without spilling a drop. Despite her non-interest in politics, she was actually interested in what policies this group would come up with, and kept watch.

FILIBUSTER FEDERATION

Question; Are they all writing the same constitution, or all writing their own constitutions?

The X-Pendibles

Heidi watched things unfold, quickly noticing that Shawn was losing control. The plan wasn't going to work! She jumped back into the building but that's when the explosion happened, catching Heidi and propelling her into the wall. Dazed, she slowly got to her feet. The mutant had escaped, down this hole in the floor was the only possible explanation. Some of her questions were answered, at least. This mutant could absorb energy, meaning that he'd be pretty charged up right now. Any pursuit would be suicide. She ran over to Shawn. For all her logic and her calculations and planning, in the end she'd chosen to put trust in the abilities of another, and it didn't pay off.

Booker and Emma had now entered the building. Heidi raised her hand as she reached Shawn. "I'm okay, but I think Shawn's hurt. He tried to do more than he could!"

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@Jeyma

Why not both? (Eventually)

Besides, she'd probably integrate better in the forest, though a semi-savage Elf and an engineer Dwarf of noble birth sounds fun lol

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Ooh, these are all really good ideas! All have pros and cons. The first one is where she could come in handy, the second gets a bunch of new characters dynamically into the story, or rather, they start their own story, and the third has her interacting with other elves, although a criminal + Nephilm could be dodgy.

I'll have to wait a little more and see what the new peeps are doing.