Emorters RP

Guest Thu Jun 30, 2011 4:27 pm

Emorterz takes a deep breath, and begins his walk to the ring. His walk is rather erratic, seeming to lunge at times rather than walk, as if he's in a hurry. He slaps hands with a few of the ringside fans before jumping onto the apron, stepping between the ropes, and standing confidently in the center of the ring. He motions for a mic, which a technical worker promptly hands him.

He lifts the mic to his lips.

Emorterz: gotta tell you folks, I'm a bit jittery standing in this ring...in the big time...

The crowd isn't quite sure whether to cheer or laugh at this strange man.

Emorterz: My name is Emorterz. I'm looking forward to spending a fair amount of time in this great company you people pay good money to watch, and I'm ready to put my body on the line to make sure you get your money's worth.

The crowd cheers, as Emorterz is obviously trying to establish himself as a "good guy".

Emorterz: I know it's my first day here, and this is my first time on camera and in this ring, but...well folks, I want to establish myself here. I want to leave my mark. That's why, right here, right now, I'm challenging (who ever).

Emorterz tosses the mic to the side and leans on the ropes on the far side of the ring, preparing for the fight he's brought upon himself.