OoC "Hurry up and get ready, ya lazy bags of crap! Show's startin' in five!" Eddie called out, leaning out of his office door. The locker room was nearly filled with tonight's competitors, men of varied backgrounds, styles, builds, and more. Eddie was the promoter for the BWF, also known as the Borderless Wrestling Federation. He was known as a hard ass, but, a fair one. Tonight, he was looking to set up some new storylines and introduce some new talent. That was where two of the young men in the back of the locker room came in. Standing in the back, was a large man of indeterminate age, wearing a dark red velvet colored mask, his arms crossed in front of him. His expression was something akin to mild amusement mixed with nervous anticipation. He stood a full head over one of the men, and a couple inches shorter than the other. "Alright, kid. Tonight's the big night. I trust Mr. International here has gone over the card with you?" The young man he was speaking to nodded, glancing to his giant of a friend, flashing him a smile that betrayed how nervous he was feeling. This was the largest show he'd ever done, which was terribly unimpressive since this promotion was still fairly small time. It was the first step towards the climb to the UCL. "Yeah, Majesty, I got it. I just need to get ready. Glad I'm second on the card tonight. Don't quite have my bearings for opening yet." He answered with a chuckle. The large man, known as "Majesty" in the BWF was the head trainer, and had spent a great deal of time with the two young men, making sure the next generation of talent would be up to snuff. Of course, one of them had been involved with the business in one manner or another for many years, the other, only since high school. "Don't worry, Blood. You'll do fine. Just watch Barnes and stick with him, you'll be great. Speaking or, Barnes, you're up first tonight. Barry's a big guy, but, so are you." Majesty said the last part with a wink, patting him on the back. "Say your piece and get out there, your cue should be coming in three or so. Remember, you're going over tonight." With that, Majesty walked away, ducking into Eddie's office. The other newbie shook his head, looking up at his friend again. "You psyched, man? This adrenaline is intense. I'll be rooting for ya." Brian Irvine, under the stage name Brian Blood, or Brother Blood, as he was usually referred, was the latest addition to the BWF roster, having only been signed a few months ago, with tonight being his debut. While the tension was obvious, most of the other performers has been great to him, which he was undoubtedly thankful for. This was the next step to his dream coming true, and nothing was going to stop him now.