what is wc efeds?

[Anonymous]

can some one plz tell me what wc efeds is?

[Teen Spirit]

perhaps if you read the directory it would explain it , but because im such a nice guy ill help you out by telling you very basically. An e-fed is a fantasy wrestling game set up by you creating a wrestler of your own, and typing roleplays pretending that you are a wrestler, and it's just like a real federation but you are in control.

[Cartman]

And to expand on this for anyone that wants to know…

E-fed stands for E-Federation or Electronic Federation or sometimes called E-Wrestling. Just like Fantasy Football it’s all in your creativeness and imagination in running a wrestling federation.

Me, as the Vince McMahon character, run the show from behind the scenes. I write the results for the cards I book between the members of the roster. Just like a real Indy fed. You as the E-Wrestler have to be creative and have a good concept of the wrestling biz as a whole. Cause it’s your job to write out your promo like you were a writer but convey it so it reads like your watching it on TV.

EX: This is a promo I wrote for my character Rocky Stevens at SWA. Read it and visualize. That’s what a good roleplay should be, Very detailed and visual to the reader like he’s watching it on a TV screen.


In the back of a long black stretch limo sits Paul Timmons and beside him is the New SWA Television Champion...Rocky Stevens. They are deep in conversation as Rocky is patting his title that sits across his shoulder. The black bulletproof protective glass slides down as the driver speaks.

Driver: Sir? I’ve just got word the house show is under way and I believe Steven’s opponent is about to run his promo. I’d thought he’d like to see what he has to say about our new TV Champ.

Timmons: Thank you Davis. Please continue to the Hall.

Driver: Yes Sir.

The driver closes the glass partition as he continues his way to the Syndicate Hall.

Rocky leans forward and turns on the TV monitor to catch up on the House show being broadcast locally in LA.

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tell you one thing you don't have. You don't have my speed. You don't have my talent. You don't have my charisma. Well, Hell, that's three, pal! My point is you NEVER earned that title! YOU HAD IT HANDED TO YOU BY TIMMONS. I'll be damned it someone far less talented than me comes in and is just HANDED THE TELEVISION TITLE! Stevens, you may have put an end to three careers, but I'm about to steal the one thing you have no control over. Destiny! Fear me Stevens, for I WILL BE the next Television champion, and I AM...your DESTINY!

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Rocky: Whom the F*ck does that ‘lil kid thinks he is? Had the title HANDED to ME? I destroyed those 3 punks and took it! That’s what you have to do in this business. Once these young kids learn that they will be real champions.

Timmons: Calm down Rocky. He is young and he’s right. You were not booked in that match. And you are right in that you did take what you wanted and showed those rookies how you get things done.

Driver: Sir, we’re here at Syndicate Hall.

Timmons: Thanks Davis, please pull us around back.

Driver: Yes Sir!

Timmons: Look Rocky, promise me you will keep your cool in there. No attacking unless you’re in the ring is that understood?

Rocky: Yes…I’ll try my best Paul.

Timmons: Good, now let’s go.

The limo pulls up around the back entrance to the Syndicate Hall as a Black Escalde is seen pulling away out of the back parking lot. The two men enter the back stage entrance to the Hall. They see a Mic on the ground near a stack of tables ladders and chairs. A cameraman is just behind them as they have a few selected words between themselves. They move on down the hallway as the cameraman stops recording and walk towards the Video room backstage.

Paula Marcus, Timmons administrative assistant walks up and has Timmons sign a few contracts or next weeks show. And she hands him a small duffel bag as she continues her business.

Timmons: You head out to the ring and proceed with your business in the ring, I’ll be in my office.

Rocky: Will do boss, see you then.

--- 5 minutes later ---

After the House Show starts to fill up, Rocky Stevens start for the ring. His Music hits as he hits the stage landing.

‘Not Falling’ by Mudvayne blast throughout the Hall as Stevens comes out from behind the stage curtain as blue and red pyros plumb up from below as he does a quick pose and a menacing stare to the crowd in attendance.

Stevens, wearing the TV championship title around his waist is rubbing the faceplate and smiling as he saunters to the ring cockily.

Rocky heads up to the ring steps and goes in through the middle rope as he asks for a Mic from announcer Sascha.

Rocky: Cut my Music! I have here around my waist the Syndicate Wrestling Alliance’s Television Championship. Last week I saw an opportunity and took it. Yes it’s true I wasn’t even booked in that match but I made sure I ended it. And If anyone want to take it from me they are more than welcome to try. Tomorrow Night at Warfare I’m facing the Eagle. I’m not stupid like the rest of these morons here. I never underestimate my opponent. Eagle I know your good. I’ve been watching you. That why I asked my boss Timmons to book you against Me!

Rocky starts to pace back and forth in the ring as he gestures.

Rocky: You were in the final 4 for the World title, and you have got nothing since. So I offer up a new challenge for you. The TV Title!

Rocky takes the title off and holds it high above his head for all to see. The shiny gold and silver belt glisten in the lights of the Hall. He lowers it again and looks at it intently. Tracing the contours of his nameplate on the face of the title.

Rocky: But as big an Asshole I may be in this ring. You beat me you earn my respect. You loose to me and I’ll continue to beat you within an inch of your life. You will be carried out of this ring like the 3 Dolt before you.

Rocky once again looks at the title intently. He hands it to Sascha who places it back around his waist. Rocky slaps the faceplate and rubs it like a child rubbing a full belly.

Rocky: So this Wednesday at Warfare, You shouldn’t worry about your match with Mike. If…And I mean IF! I allow you to walk out of the Syndicate Hall on September the 1st. Then you can worry about that two-bit thug wannabe. Till then you need just to Survive the Nightmare before you this Wednesday.

Rocky turns back to Sascha, and hand her back the Mic as he winks at her. His Music hits again as he slides out of the ring and goes to the top of the entrance stage and flexes and grimace’s at the crowd.

(Scene Fades)



So from here you should have a good clue about what a promo should look like and should be a good start. All E-Wrestlers should be original and NO Clones. Like 7 foot dark lord.. get me.. that’s a undertaker ‘Clone’ character.

Hope this helps anyone wanting to join the WcE E-fed!

Cartman!

[Anonymous]

sweettttttt how do i join?

[Aries]

You go to the application forum and make your character an app. (Y)