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Post by remnantangel21 on Oct 4, 2012 23:44:47 GMT -5
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[/color] Chris Pyro![/i][/color][/font] I solemnly swear my duties to VELOCITY, the next big thing.[/center] Ring Name: Chris Pyro
Face Claim: Tyler Black/Seth Rollins
Theme Song: Black Water by Nobuo Uematsu
Nicknames: Remnant Angel, the Remnant, the Lost Angel, the Fallen Angel, One-Winged Angel, The Final Remnant
Gender: Male
Card Position: Mid-Carder
Billed Height: 6' 4"
Billed Weight: 235 lbs
Billed Age: 29
Billed Hometown: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Character Alignment: Heel
Gimmick: Believes himself to be the last remnant of a forgotten era, determined to bring ruin to the world around him. Tends to view himself as a god.
Fighting Style: Technically sound striker, who is prone to excessive violence if necessary
Three words describing his wrestler's personality 1. Dark 2. Brooding 3. Messianic
Do what I say "Better watch what I do" Better heed the warning I'm here to give you Character Attire Description:
List ten moves your wrestler would usually be seen performing; 1. Different Kick and Elbow Strikes 2. Busaiku Knee Kick (Running single leg high knee strike) 3. Sling Blade (Spinning sleeper slam) 4. Martial Arts Combo (Repeated slaps followed by a spinning reverse slap followed by a roundhouse kick to the side of the head and finished with the Busaiku Knee Kick) 5. Suplex Variations 6. Bakatare sliding kick (Running single leg dropkick to the face of a kneeling opponent) 7. Texas Cloverleaf 8. Corner Yakuza Kick 9. Running Arched Big Boot 10. Dragon Sleeper
Signature Maneuvers: 1. Phoenix Splash 2. God's Last Gift
Finishing Maneuvers: 1. Final Dirge 2. Seraphim's Wings
If you ever doubted me, you don't have a clue I'm here to show the world The Gear Is Off, Who Are You?Wrestler's Real Name: Never reveals his real name. It has come to the point many believe his ring name is his name.
Hometown: N/A Real Age: N/A
Real Height & Weight: N/A
Words to describe his personality outside the ring; 1. Dark 2. Brooding 3. Messianic
Things are exactly what they seem I will define the things you dream OOCYour Name/Alias: Prefer to keep my real name to myself. Call me Chris or Pyro.
Location: Just outside of Toronto (same timezone)
Age: (Optional) 22
Years Rping: Too long.
Excellent! Just one last thing, please post a sample RP in another post after this one. If you're planning on being a lower carder and working your way up, it's not quite as important.
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Post by remnantangel21 on Oct 4, 2012 23:45:38 GMT -5
Sample RP: Fans sit in anticipation for the next match. They have followed the story of these two brothers since it began, and now they will be getting a conclusion. The lights die down when the drums and guitars of "Paralyzed" by As I Lay Dying blasts onto the PA System. The lights come up with a frantic display, matching the music. A solid light lands on the stage where Chris Pyro can be seen. He is wearing black boots with kick pads, his black, semi-tight wrestling shorts that bear the kanji for Death on them. Black leather wrist guards, and black strip of cloth, all with the character for death written on them. He also has his old black, knee length cloak with the red cloud design on it. He makes his way to the ring, ignoring fans on the way.
Lizzie: The following contest is a tables match. Coming to the ring first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and thirty five pounds. The "Canadian Samurai" Chris Pyro!
Chris reaches the ring and slides under the rope, and grabs the mic from Lizzie, ignoring pleasantries due to where his head is at tonight.
Chris: Tonight... Tonight this ring will over flow with the blood of my brother. For anyone who cannot stand the sight of blood, better leave now. This will go beyond just a tables match. This will be the conclusion of this battle. Lee Pyro killed my wife, and has kidnapped my daughter. Unforgivable sins...
Chris Pyro is then interupted by "Mi Destrojero" by Chris Jones. Akira, and Lee Pyro walk out onto the stage to a chorus of boos from the fans. Akira in his white kimono, Lee Pyro in his dark, faux-suit, and spandex pants. In the claws of Akira is Autumn, Chris' daughter. They slowly make their way to the ring, letting Chris just rage. As they get closer, Chris can see a dagger being held to his daughters throat, preventing him from taking any action. When Lee reaches the ring, Akira stays on the outside as Lee climbs up and into the ring. Lee asks for his own mic, which is promptly handed to him by a stage hand.
Lee: Our war has gone on long enough. I know the state of mind I have put you in, which is why I have your daughter here with me, as insurance that you will listen to what I have to say.
Chris: You let her go, you miserable son of a bitch!
Lee scoffs at the insult, before lifting the mic back to his mouth.
Lee: She was, wasn't she? You see, I don't hold any serious feelings for our parents. They did the same to me as they did you. That was a mere ploy. Hell, I've descrated their graves enough to know where my fate lies. But you see, it was a wonderfully laid out plot. Chris, my goal was to never fight you to get rid of you. Granted, I knew we'd have to fight to continue my plan, it wasn't my end goal. My goal was to unleash the real you, the Demon Ninja and work with you to take over EVPW. It is why I brought back your Akatsuki. Your eyes and ears. All so that we would have the strength to demolish this pitiful company.
By this point, Chris has dropped to his knees. Despite his rage, him trying to understand what was happening became too much.
Chris: My wife... M... My daughter. Why'd you do that to them?
Lee: Your wife was a miserable whore. Before she even left you, she was with another man. Autumn isn't your daughter, but to keep you from finding out, she kept that a secret from her and you. Your life has been lies from the start. They became worse when you became the "Samurai" as everyone, even Daisuke, lied to you to keep you from losing your grip. But now... Now is the time for your revival. Now is the time to become the true you once again, and reak death and destruction. To shake EVPW to the core with your hatred... Our hatred. Now is the time Chris.
Chris falls foward, his face in his hands, screaming. Trying to come to grips, trying to understand what happened.
Lee: I know the truth, big brother. The man your wife slept with. The man that has kept the ultimate truth from you. Why don't I just have your wife tell you.
Chris looks up, confused by the remark from Lee. He sees his brother pointing to the tron, where a video begins to play. It's back when Lee attacked Jess' house.
The screen dies and the lights return to the arena, with Chris in the ring. His eyes have become cold.
Lee: The truth, my big brother. Autumn is not yours. While I took away the pleasure of letting you deal with your wife, Daisuke is at your home, the dungeon you created. His child, as well will be there. Chris, what do you say? Will you fight me here tonight, believing all I have told you was a lie, or will you become who you truly are?
Chris slowly rises to his feet, his eyes taking on the red color they had done in the past. He looks to his younger brother, lifting the mic to his lips.
Chris: Lee, my younger brother. You are the only person I can truly trust now, and I see now what you have been doing. EVPW, Daisuke, my wife, this world... It has shown me the truth of its nature. I tried decieving myself, I tried lying to myself, convinced that the truth I once knew was nothing but lies. But now... Now I have come to see the reality. Our cursed blood can not be appreciated by anyone. For that, I will destroy it all.
Chris and Lee climb out of the ring, and walk to Akira. Akira bows his head, and welcomes Chris back to the fold. Chris kneels down, and looks into the horrified eyes of Autumn.
Chris: Well, little Autumn... Welcome to My Nightmare! Take her back to the dungeon, she's going to learn the horrifying truth of this world.
Chris, Lee, and Akira leave the ringside area, fans booing all of them for what has occured. Robbed of a match, the fans throw garbage at the three of them, cussing, and trying to swing at them, but security holds them back.
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Post by Board of Directors on Oct 6, 2012 10:03:15 GMT -5
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[/color] ACCEPTED![/i][/color][/font][/center] An icon of your wrestler will be made and placed into the roster board. look forward to us advertising heavily within the next day or so for the official opening.
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