Post by sprawlbug on Sept 3, 2022 4:32:01 GMT
Character Application
Handler Info
Preferred handle/name: Sprawlbug he/him
Best way to contact you: discord, sprawlbug#6935
How you heard about Ascended Wrestling: thru Ampersand & Zen!
Character Info
Name: Unnamed D
Age: 33 (?)
Height: 1.77m
Weight: 108kg
Hometown: Surrey, B.C. (?)
Alignment (Heel/Tweener/Face): Tweener
Likeliness to break the rules or cheat: This dude figures that cheating is "pointless & uncool" (but may in rare moments get taken over by a persona from his previous wrestling work who'll cheat vigorously on his behalf)
Bio:
This dude walks around inside a magically-heightened reality, moving between scenes in surreal ways that are reminiscent of a Neil Gaiman novel (maybe more like a Franz Kafka novel). He's always having weird & vaguely-supernatural experiences, going through doors to meet mysterious strangers in unlikely places who give him useless clues. He suffers protracted episodes of lost time (during which his body seems to be going places & doing things that the dude isn't really happy about). He wants to unravel all the secrets about his identity, because there was something really important that he can't quite remember; some mystery at the center of it all, which he's always brushing up against.
Dude just fuckin' woke up around here recently, laying in some alley down near Pike Place with a completely messed up body. Numerous broken ribs; left leg bent up, the ligaments completely torn. Looking down upon it, mangled like that, he felt a shrieking pain unlike anything; white spots in vision, lightheadedness, shock. It took him more than half an hour to yank that thing back into the right position, but he did it. He got back up.
He doesn't remember the moment when his head smacked the concrete, though he kinda remembers the sound it made. In fact he remembers very few specific details from the previous... 10 years it must be, of his life in pro wrestling! He DOES quite distinctly remember a grey Lincoln Town Car speeding away from the alley into the cold night. He wants to find out who was driving that Town Car, & everyone agrees that the best way for him to do this is by wrestling different people (often in a hardcore way)!
Naturally this fuckin' dude can't remember his own name (was it maybe, Derek...? no sorry not that, but maybe something with a D). Other people seem to remember him though, & there seems to be a handful of different monickers. They'll talk about some version of him who always has loud duotone facepaint on: some utter weirdo who calls himself "the tranZformer!" and uh... keeps trying play acid jazz solos during the middle of matches?? Characters like him could well be gimmicks this dude used in promotions past, but he can't recall much about that ever since he hit his head in that alley...
This dude has a 'friendly & outgoing' personality type (at least when he isn't in one of his fugue states). He loves people, and values honesty; he's ALWAYS legit excited to be in [town name here, state name here] because he inevitably loves the food & the local fans et cetera (whatever food he happened to eat there most recently... "damn fine coffee" et cetera). Thing is though, dude also requires dark & secret knowledge about his past! And he only has a very narrow range of skills with which to seek this knowledge (namingly 'getting hurt real bad' and doing the same to his opponents). This leads him into, one might say, somewhat more 'criminal' situations than his face-y morality system regularly prescribes (and thus he gravitates towards heel-oriented cliques!)
He's short for a wrestler, & quite thick thru his midbody. Big long unruly dark hair; dark eyes, dark beard, kinda lion-esque. He looks like a dude you might see on the 335 bus in his hometown (he thinks?) of Surrey: questionable amounts of denim, mostly dyed dark gray. There's a tattoo on his back with various messages written to him by his past personas, including "DON'T TRUST THE SKULL" (but he isn't aware of these tattoos at first).
Face Claim: Jason Momoa
Entrance Music (what music plays when your character enters the ring?): "The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nails
Ring Entrance Notes (how does your character come to the ring?):
This fuckin' dude usually waits for a solid couple bars of industrial music (until Trent Reznor's voice has kicked in!) before appearing before the crowd. He walks down the ramp making a show of imbibing some local cultural fluid (often he's swilling craft beer!), and he'll stop numerous times to mug for whoever is around to high-five him. One of his gimmicks is to try intimidating opponents by creatively using his face to destroy the ENTIRE beverage container he walked out with (crushing tin cans in his teeth, or smashing glass bottles over his forehead; once in a while he might eat the glass & spit it out later in a moment of need). He has a feeling inside him like he's a cartoon character, & no matter what grotesque punishment he endures he's eventually just gonna get back up (so fuck it).
A typical pre-match scene: some opponent, usually a bigger person, scowling with disbelief at the dude's already-bloodied face from across the ring ("Who is this... unnamed dude, anyway? Did this guy just literally eat glass!?"). In response dude just flashes a big Mick Foley-ass grin, & waits for the suffering to commence!
Moveset
Regular Moves
1. Snap suplex
2. Dragon whip
3. Samoan drop
4. Running bicycle knee strike
5. Diving crossbody
6. Triangle dropkick
7. Running clothesline (especially the 'Cactus Clothesline' in which both wrestlers go flying over the top rope together)
8. European uppercut
9. Spinning knife edge chop
10. Sharpshooter
Special/Signature Moves
1. 'Shadow Self' (a classic arm-trap crossface hold, '100% deadly' if executed with perfect precision)
2. 'Human Nature' (a reverse chokeslam beginning from a standing arm lock, emphasizing damage to the opponent's sorta-maybe-unprotected face)
Finisher
1. 'Memento Mori' (a Super Kick countermove, basically a lot like Sweet Chin Music; delivered in gimmicky fashion after the opponent has become FLUSTERED by a protacted series of attempts to injure this dude badly & make him stay down)
Stats
Strength: 8
Dexterity: 5
Constitution: 10
Charisma: 7
Handler Info
Preferred handle/name: Sprawlbug he/him
Best way to contact you: discord, sprawlbug#6935
How you heard about Ascended Wrestling: thru Ampersand & Zen!
Character Info
Name: Unnamed D
Age: 33 (?)
Height: 1.77m
Weight: 108kg
Hometown: Surrey, B.C. (?)
Alignment (Heel/Tweener/Face): Tweener
Likeliness to break the rules or cheat: This dude figures that cheating is "pointless & uncool" (but may in rare moments get taken over by a persona from his previous wrestling work who'll cheat vigorously on his behalf)
Bio:
This dude walks around inside a magically-heightened reality, moving between scenes in surreal ways that are reminiscent of a Neil Gaiman novel (maybe more like a Franz Kafka novel). He's always having weird & vaguely-supernatural experiences, going through doors to meet mysterious strangers in unlikely places who give him useless clues. He suffers protracted episodes of lost time (during which his body seems to be going places & doing things that the dude isn't really happy about). He wants to unravel all the secrets about his identity, because there was something really important that he can't quite remember; some mystery at the center of it all, which he's always brushing up against.
Dude just fuckin' woke up around here recently, laying in some alley down near Pike Place with a completely messed up body. Numerous broken ribs; left leg bent up, the ligaments completely torn. Looking down upon it, mangled like that, he felt a shrieking pain unlike anything; white spots in vision, lightheadedness, shock. It took him more than half an hour to yank that thing back into the right position, but he did it. He got back up.
He doesn't remember the moment when his head smacked the concrete, though he kinda remembers the sound it made. In fact he remembers very few specific details from the previous... 10 years it must be, of his life in pro wrestling! He DOES quite distinctly remember a grey Lincoln Town Car speeding away from the alley into the cold night. He wants to find out who was driving that Town Car, & everyone agrees that the best way for him to do this is by wrestling different people (often in a hardcore way)!
Naturally this fuckin' dude can't remember his own name (was it maybe, Derek...? no sorry not that, but maybe something with a D). Other people seem to remember him though, & there seems to be a handful of different monickers. They'll talk about some version of him who always has loud duotone facepaint on: some utter weirdo who calls himself "the tranZformer!" and uh... keeps trying play acid jazz solos during the middle of matches?? Characters like him could well be gimmicks this dude used in promotions past, but he can't recall much about that ever since he hit his head in that alley...
This dude has a 'friendly & outgoing' personality type (at least when he isn't in one of his fugue states). He loves people, and values honesty; he's ALWAYS legit excited to be in [town name here, state name here] because he inevitably loves the food & the local fans et cetera (whatever food he happened to eat there most recently... "damn fine coffee" et cetera). Thing is though, dude also requires dark & secret knowledge about his past! And he only has a very narrow range of skills with which to seek this knowledge (namingly 'getting hurt real bad' and doing the same to his opponents). This leads him into, one might say, somewhat more 'criminal' situations than his face-y morality system regularly prescribes (and thus he gravitates towards heel-oriented cliques!)
He's short for a wrestler, & quite thick thru his midbody. Big long unruly dark hair; dark eyes, dark beard, kinda lion-esque. He looks like a dude you might see on the 335 bus in his hometown (he thinks?) of Surrey: questionable amounts of denim, mostly dyed dark gray. There's a tattoo on his back with various messages written to him by his past personas, including "DON'T TRUST THE SKULL" (but he isn't aware of these tattoos at first).
Face Claim: Jason Momoa
Entrance Music (what music plays when your character enters the ring?): "The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nails
Ring Entrance Notes (how does your character come to the ring?):
This fuckin' dude usually waits for a solid couple bars of industrial music (until Trent Reznor's voice has kicked in!) before appearing before the crowd. He walks down the ramp making a show of imbibing some local cultural fluid (often he's swilling craft beer!), and he'll stop numerous times to mug for whoever is around to high-five him. One of his gimmicks is to try intimidating opponents by creatively using his face to destroy the ENTIRE beverage container he walked out with (crushing tin cans in his teeth, or smashing glass bottles over his forehead; once in a while he might eat the glass & spit it out later in a moment of need). He has a feeling inside him like he's a cartoon character, & no matter what grotesque punishment he endures he's eventually just gonna get back up (so fuck it).
A typical pre-match scene: some opponent, usually a bigger person, scowling with disbelief at the dude's already-bloodied face from across the ring ("Who is this... unnamed dude, anyway? Did this guy just literally eat glass!?"). In response dude just flashes a big Mick Foley-ass grin, & waits for the suffering to commence!
Moveset
Regular Moves
1. Snap suplex
2. Dragon whip
3. Samoan drop
4. Running bicycle knee strike
5. Diving crossbody
6. Triangle dropkick
7. Running clothesline (especially the 'Cactus Clothesline' in which both wrestlers go flying over the top rope together)
8. European uppercut
9. Spinning knife edge chop
10. Sharpshooter
Special/Signature Moves
1. 'Shadow Self' (a classic arm-trap crossface hold, '100% deadly' if executed with perfect precision)
2. 'Human Nature' (a reverse chokeslam beginning from a standing arm lock, emphasizing damage to the opponent's sorta-maybe-unprotected face)
Finisher
1. 'Memento Mori' (a Super Kick countermove, basically a lot like Sweet Chin Music; delivered in gimmicky fashion after the opponent has become FLUSTERED by a protacted series of attempts to injure this dude badly & make him stay down)
Stats
Strength: 8
Dexterity: 5
Constitution: 10
Charisma: 7