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;


[i]'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.'[/i]

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.