Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Jan 25, 2018 3:00:52 GMT -5
Within the Glitz Pit's backstage area is an office used by Talent Relations. What is that? Well, basically it's the branch of the business end of the Pit which deals directly with the contracted employees. The current Executive Vice President of Talent, Live Events and Creative is a man named Paul Levesque, but he is far better known by his ring name - Hunter Hearst Helmsley. It's from this room that he oversees signing new talent, resolves issues for or with the challengers, and takes care of the unenviable task of firing. This older, but still muscular guy and his big nose are currently sitting at the nice wooden desk in the center of the otherwise-basic corporate style room, and based on the amount of folders on it he's got a lot of work to do at the moment. The short-haired semi-retired bruiser sighs and starts flipping through them.
"Michael 'Mike' M.I.K.E. King Bowser Koopa. Banjo - nice! Sonic the Hedgehog - wait, another version?" he thought about the last part, knowing that he'd heard of one version of him dying against some version of Bowser Koopa, and there were reports that another had been running around as the Flash. This didn't sound like either one of those. Flipping through these folders and more, Hunter wordlessly digests the information that had been put in front of him. "Jesus... Well, send them in," he says as he presses a button. There is a chair right in front of the desk, and he's going to have to meet every one of these new signings before he could officially book them onto a show. As the average dude, flashy King, shorts-wearing bear and blue streak enter the room through its only door, Hunter (Triple H) stands and meets each of them with a handshake. "Good to meet all of you. Looks like you've got the well rounded kind of ability we like to hire. I actually have the perfect match to open up the next Raw, and one of you might be just the guy for it. Any takers?" He seems pretty on the level, like he'd be ready to listen to any alternative suggestions you have in case none of you feel like curtain jerking.
Also, this guy's nose is huge. Not cartoonishly so, but it's one hell of a schnozz.
Glossary:
curtain jerking - participating in an opening match. has a connotation of being less prestigious than a Main Event, but can be an opportunity all its own since the crowd is totally fresh.
"Michael 'Mike' M.I.K.E. King Bowser Koopa. Banjo - nice! Sonic the Hedgehog - wait, another version?" he thought about the last part, knowing that he'd heard of one version of him dying against some version of Bowser Koopa, and there were reports that another had been running around as the Flash. This didn't sound like either one of those. Flipping through these folders and more, Hunter wordlessly digests the information that had been put in front of him. "Jesus... Well, send them in," he says as he presses a button. There is a chair right in front of the desk, and he's going to have to meet every one of these new signings before he could officially book them onto a show. As the average dude, flashy King, shorts-wearing bear and blue streak enter the room through its only door, Hunter (Triple H) stands and meets each of them with a handshake. "Good to meet all of you. Looks like you've got the well rounded kind of ability we like to hire. I actually have the perfect match to open up the next Raw, and one of you might be just the guy for it. Any takers?" He seems pretty on the level, like he'd be ready to listen to any alternative suggestions you have in case none of you feel like curtain jerking.
Also, this guy's nose is huge. Not cartoonishly so, but it's one hell of a schnozz.
Glossary:
curtain jerking - participating in an opening match. has a connotation of being less prestigious than a Main Event, but can be an opportunity all its own since the crowd is totally fresh.
