Post by BJ Brandon Jackson on Mar 24, 2008 11:52:47 GMT -5
---HANDLER INFORMATION---
Name: Kyle
Date of Birth: 1st April 1992
Location: UK
---WRESTLER INFORMATION---
Name: Brandon Jackson
Age: 21
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180lbs
Billed From: Las Vegas, Nevada
Alignment (Face, Neutral, Heel etc.): Neutral
Wrestler Type (Powerhouse, Submission, High-Flyer, Technician, Hardcore, Brawler, Dirty etc.): High-Flyer
Appearance (Describe how your wrestler looks.): Long, black hair, with long, beady eyes. Wears black elbow pads, black trunks, and black/red/white kickpads.
Entrance Theme: "Stricken" by Disturbed
Entrance Description: As "Stricken" by Disturbed bleeds out of the arena, BJ steps through the curtains to a majority of cheers. He runs down the ramp, and slides underneath the bottom rope. He springs upto the far right turnbuckle and raises his arms, to a warm reception from the crowd.
Finisher (include Description): Shooting Star Press
Secondary Finisher (include Description): BJ Bomb (Inverted Powerbomb off the top)
Trademark/Favourite Moves (5 min, 10 is about right):
Moonsault
Springboard Elbow
Kicks to leg
Forearm shots
High-cross body
Senton Splash
Suicide Dive
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SAMPLE RP (From a previous character)
Catching up for lost time (Part 1 of 2)
DATE: 04/01/08
PLACE: Room 352, Motel 6, Las Vegas, Nevada
“That son of a pregnant dog, I thought I had him…”
“Well what’s done is done, you have to move on. Kahn is just too big, too strong for you.”
A conversation between Steriolis and his girlfriend, Katie is in full-flow. They are sitting on their shared bed, overlooking the beautiful morning skies of Las Vegas, out of a rather foggy window.
“I just wanted to show the world that I could beat him.”
“Don’t you remember? The last time you fought him, you did beat him. It was a great match.”
FLASHBACK
WARZONE – December 15th 2007
Back live, and STERIOLIS comes out, and the crowd explodes. Steriolis comes down and pounds Atton's fist, and the two men dive into the ring, a brawl starting the match. Finally the referee manages the separate out Marks and Kahn. Steriolis takes control, and hits him with some speedy strikes and quick throws. He tags in the monster, who begins taking control, slowly wearing him down with a brutal bear hug. Steriolis manages to fight his way out and attempts to mount an offense, but Kahn stops it with a boot to the face.
Kahn tags SFK back in, who is eager to take back control. He starts beating on Steriolis with stomps, preventing The Protege from getting to his partner, who is itching to get into the ring. Andrews taunts Atton, and in his taunting, Steriolis manages to catch him with a punch to the ribs, and dives across the ring to get the tag to Atton, who charges into the ring after SFK. He catches the Television champion with a clothesline, and begins to maintain control. Atton continues his control, and tags in Steriolis, who recovers enough to enjoy inflicting punishment on his nemesis, and does so thoroughly. Steriolis manages to lock in the Stero-Lock! The ref moves over to ask the TV champ if he submits, but Kahn's manager jumps on the apron. Kahn runs into the ring attempting to break the hold, but Atton Marks comes flying off the top turnbuckle on his side of the ring, taking out the big man. The ref turns just in time to see SFK tapping!
WINNERS: Marks & Steriolis via pinfall in 6:01
“But I made Steve Andrews tap, not Kahn. Yeah it might be on paper that myself and Atton defeated Kahn and Andrews, but I didn’t slay the giant. And you forgot the extra part.”
FLASHBACK
WARZONE – December 15th 2007
After the match, Kahn stands back up in disbelief at the loss. He grabs Atton Marks and tosses him over the top rope, Atton landing with a sickening thud on the mats below. He grabs Steriolis by the neck and clubs him over the head, following the smaller man out of the ring. He pounds on him the whole way up the ramp, and slams him down onto the steel of the stage. To the horror of the crowd, Kahn hoists Steriolis onto his shoulders, bending him violently down toward the ground for what seems to be an eternity, before tossing him into the air and off the stage, through the tables and to the concrete below! Kahn bellows a yell from the top of the ramp and heads through the curtain as officials begin to crowd around the fallen Steriolis who appears to be critically injured again.
Steriolis takes a few deep breaths.
“I tried so hard to forget about what he’d done to me previously. When I went out there, I wanted to make a statement. Not only be the first guy to bring Kahn down, but to exact some sweet revenge on him. It didn’t work out, and he left me in a heap yet again. My David vs Goliath myth didn’t come true unfortunately.”
“Yes but this time you aren’t as badly injured.”
Steriolis manages a small burst of laughter, which turns into pain, as his damaged ribs take over.
“I guess you are right. But now it is a thing of the past, and I have to focus on my Warzone opponent, and the Brawl-4-All match. My return didn’t go according to plan, but neither did my debut. Don’t worry. Give it a few weeks and I’ll be back to where I was before.”
“Think about it for a few seconds. Kahn is also in the Brawl-4-All match. There might be a stage in the match where you are the only two in the ring. Or you might bump into each other. Kahn could just be a stepping stone for you to win the HIW World Heavyweight Championship.”
Steriolis chuckles, holding his ribs in the process.
“Come on Katie. I mean, it would be nice to eliminate Kahn from the Brawl-4-All, but no one is expecting me to win the match itself. I might have been a fan favourite in CWF, but this is the major leagues. I’m virtually a nobody in HIW still. Sure, maybe two or three years down the line I might be a genuine contender, but for now I need to look realistically.”
“Then what’s the point in competing?”
“Sorry?”
Steriolis stares at Katie, looking rather blunt.
“Why do you go out there and compete if your not disappointed from losing?”
“Well the thing is, I’m pretty new to the HIW picture. If I bide my time, results will begin to favour me. If I were to walk on here, thinking that I was the top guy straight out of the gate, then I would have a serious reality check. The wrestlers here are of the highest level, and I’m just not at that standard yet.”
Both pause for a second, as Katie begins to seem to understand.
“That doesn’t mean that I don’t want to win. Of course I want to win. I want to beat this Corey Lazarus guy Saturday night, and I want to win the Brawl-4-All. I’ll admit that I might not be the happiest man alive if Lazarus was to walk into HIW and beat me just like that. But as for the Brawl-4-All, I’ll be competing with HIW’s finest. Former champions, returning legends, even the World champion himself. It’s an honour just to be in the ring with those kind of guys.”
Katie sits there in total disbelief.
“But surely it would feel that much sweeter if you were to eliminate some of them?”
“Oh of course, I would be delighted. Look, even if I just eliminate one former world champion, I will feel like I have achieved something. But the Brawl-4-All is good and all, but I got to start thinking about Warzone. I can’t lose my focus on this match. I need to bounce back after my return wasn’t so sweet, and to spoil another mans’ debut.”
“I guess you are right. Well I hope you got your notes ready, because we have to rush to get the plane to …”
“Oh nuts we have!”
Steriolis leaps up, and rushes to the drawers in front of him to remove everything inside into his suitcase. Katie just stands there, giggling lightly at Stero’s attempts to pack.
“Men… useless at packing!”
“Hey what the…?”
Katie brushes Steriolis aside and removes everything from the suitcase.
“Have you ever tried folding things up? It is quite simple, what here.”
She demonstrates the art of folding, which Steriolis finds slightly insulting.
“You are not my teacher!”
“Sometimes I wonder…”
“Hey you know considering Las Vegas is quite a high class place, you’d think that they would keep the standards of their Motel’s high. No offence to Las Vegas but this Motel is a dump.”
Stero’s attempt to change the subject is useless, as Katie, though she seems to be taking her time, rapidly finishes the packing, and smiles cheekily at Stero, who looks rather shocked.
(coughing) “Erm… well yeah. But however long packing takes, we have to go now. It is time for me to catch up with lost time. I haven’t gone back to HIW to be a loser. I’ve returned to finally break through, and show my true worth in the company.”
“It is a tad contradictive to what you said earlier, but sure, good on you!”
Steriolis and Katie walk out of the Motel Room rather abruptly. They close the door behind them and lock the door with a mouldy bronze key, and proceed to leave.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Name: Kyle
Date of Birth: 1st April 1992
Location: UK
---WRESTLER INFORMATION---
Name: Brandon Jackson
Age: 21
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180lbs
Billed From: Las Vegas, Nevada
Alignment (Face, Neutral, Heel etc.): Neutral
Wrestler Type (Powerhouse, Submission, High-Flyer, Technician, Hardcore, Brawler, Dirty etc.): High-Flyer
Appearance (Describe how your wrestler looks.): Long, black hair, with long, beady eyes. Wears black elbow pads, black trunks, and black/red/white kickpads.
Entrance Theme: "Stricken" by Disturbed
Entrance Description: As "Stricken" by Disturbed bleeds out of the arena, BJ steps through the curtains to a majority of cheers. He runs down the ramp, and slides underneath the bottom rope. He springs upto the far right turnbuckle and raises his arms, to a warm reception from the crowd.
Finisher (include Description): Shooting Star Press
Secondary Finisher (include Description): BJ Bomb (Inverted Powerbomb off the top)
Trademark/Favourite Moves (5 min, 10 is about right):
Moonsault
Springboard Elbow
Kicks to leg
Forearm shots
High-cross body
Senton Splash
Suicide Dive
---
SAMPLE RP (From a previous character)
Catching up for lost time (Part 1 of 2)
DATE: 04/01/08
PLACE: Room 352, Motel 6, Las Vegas, Nevada
“That son of a pregnant dog, I thought I had him…”
“Well what’s done is done, you have to move on. Kahn is just too big, too strong for you.”
A conversation between Steriolis and his girlfriend, Katie is in full-flow. They are sitting on their shared bed, overlooking the beautiful morning skies of Las Vegas, out of a rather foggy window.
“I just wanted to show the world that I could beat him.”
“Don’t you remember? The last time you fought him, you did beat him. It was a great match.”
FLASHBACK
WARZONE – December 15th 2007
Back live, and STERIOLIS comes out, and the crowd explodes. Steriolis comes down and pounds Atton's fist, and the two men dive into the ring, a brawl starting the match. Finally the referee manages the separate out Marks and Kahn. Steriolis takes control, and hits him with some speedy strikes and quick throws. He tags in the monster, who begins taking control, slowly wearing him down with a brutal bear hug. Steriolis manages to fight his way out and attempts to mount an offense, but Kahn stops it with a boot to the face.
Kahn tags SFK back in, who is eager to take back control. He starts beating on Steriolis with stomps, preventing The Protege from getting to his partner, who is itching to get into the ring. Andrews taunts Atton, and in his taunting, Steriolis manages to catch him with a punch to the ribs, and dives across the ring to get the tag to Atton, who charges into the ring after SFK. He catches the Television champion with a clothesline, and begins to maintain control. Atton continues his control, and tags in Steriolis, who recovers enough to enjoy inflicting punishment on his nemesis, and does so thoroughly. Steriolis manages to lock in the Stero-Lock! The ref moves over to ask the TV champ if he submits, but Kahn's manager jumps on the apron. Kahn runs into the ring attempting to break the hold, but Atton Marks comes flying off the top turnbuckle on his side of the ring, taking out the big man. The ref turns just in time to see SFK tapping!
WINNERS: Marks & Steriolis via pinfall in 6:01
“But I made Steve Andrews tap, not Kahn. Yeah it might be on paper that myself and Atton defeated Kahn and Andrews, but I didn’t slay the giant. And you forgot the extra part.”
FLASHBACK
WARZONE – December 15th 2007
After the match, Kahn stands back up in disbelief at the loss. He grabs Atton Marks and tosses him over the top rope, Atton landing with a sickening thud on the mats below. He grabs Steriolis by the neck and clubs him over the head, following the smaller man out of the ring. He pounds on him the whole way up the ramp, and slams him down onto the steel of the stage. To the horror of the crowd, Kahn hoists Steriolis onto his shoulders, bending him violently down toward the ground for what seems to be an eternity, before tossing him into the air and off the stage, through the tables and to the concrete below! Kahn bellows a yell from the top of the ramp and heads through the curtain as officials begin to crowd around the fallen Steriolis who appears to be critically injured again.
Steriolis takes a few deep breaths.
“I tried so hard to forget about what he’d done to me previously. When I went out there, I wanted to make a statement. Not only be the first guy to bring Kahn down, but to exact some sweet revenge on him. It didn’t work out, and he left me in a heap yet again. My David vs Goliath myth didn’t come true unfortunately.”
“Yes but this time you aren’t as badly injured.”
Steriolis manages a small burst of laughter, which turns into pain, as his damaged ribs take over.
“I guess you are right. But now it is a thing of the past, and I have to focus on my Warzone opponent, and the Brawl-4-All match. My return didn’t go according to plan, but neither did my debut. Don’t worry. Give it a few weeks and I’ll be back to where I was before.”
“Think about it for a few seconds. Kahn is also in the Brawl-4-All match. There might be a stage in the match where you are the only two in the ring. Or you might bump into each other. Kahn could just be a stepping stone for you to win the HIW World Heavyweight Championship.”
Steriolis chuckles, holding his ribs in the process.
“Come on Katie. I mean, it would be nice to eliminate Kahn from the Brawl-4-All, but no one is expecting me to win the match itself. I might have been a fan favourite in CWF, but this is the major leagues. I’m virtually a nobody in HIW still. Sure, maybe two or three years down the line I might be a genuine contender, but for now I need to look realistically.”
“Then what’s the point in competing?”
“Sorry?”
Steriolis stares at Katie, looking rather blunt.
“Why do you go out there and compete if your not disappointed from losing?”
“Well the thing is, I’m pretty new to the HIW picture. If I bide my time, results will begin to favour me. If I were to walk on here, thinking that I was the top guy straight out of the gate, then I would have a serious reality check. The wrestlers here are of the highest level, and I’m just not at that standard yet.”
Both pause for a second, as Katie begins to seem to understand.
“That doesn’t mean that I don’t want to win. Of course I want to win. I want to beat this Corey Lazarus guy Saturday night, and I want to win the Brawl-4-All. I’ll admit that I might not be the happiest man alive if Lazarus was to walk into HIW and beat me just like that. But as for the Brawl-4-All, I’ll be competing with HIW’s finest. Former champions, returning legends, even the World champion himself. It’s an honour just to be in the ring with those kind of guys.”
Katie sits there in total disbelief.
“But surely it would feel that much sweeter if you were to eliminate some of them?”
“Oh of course, I would be delighted. Look, even if I just eliminate one former world champion, I will feel like I have achieved something. But the Brawl-4-All is good and all, but I got to start thinking about Warzone. I can’t lose my focus on this match. I need to bounce back after my return wasn’t so sweet, and to spoil another mans’ debut.”
“I guess you are right. Well I hope you got your notes ready, because we have to rush to get the plane to …”
“Oh nuts we have!”
Steriolis leaps up, and rushes to the drawers in front of him to remove everything inside into his suitcase. Katie just stands there, giggling lightly at Stero’s attempts to pack.
“Men… useless at packing!”
“Hey what the…?”
Katie brushes Steriolis aside and removes everything from the suitcase.
“Have you ever tried folding things up? It is quite simple, what here.”
She demonstrates the art of folding, which Steriolis finds slightly insulting.
“You are not my teacher!”
“Sometimes I wonder…”
“Hey you know considering Las Vegas is quite a high class place, you’d think that they would keep the standards of their Motel’s high. No offence to Las Vegas but this Motel is a dump.”
Stero’s attempt to change the subject is useless, as Katie, though she seems to be taking her time, rapidly finishes the packing, and smiles cheekily at Stero, who looks rather shocked.
(coughing) “Erm… well yeah. But however long packing takes, we have to go now. It is time for me to catch up with lost time. I haven’t gone back to HIW to be a loser. I’ve returned to finally break through, and show my true worth in the company.”
“It is a tad contradictive to what you said earlier, but sure, good on you!”
Steriolis and Katie walk out of the Motel Room rather abruptly. They close the door behind them and lock the door with a mouldy bronze key, and proceed to leave.
TO BE CONTINUED…