Here's what I'm looking for:
1) No character development BS. I'm not competing with somebody's failed novel that has nothing to do with the wrestling promotion.
2) Fed must have been around for at least 2 CONSECUTIVE years.
3) Fed head must be at least 21 years old. Yes, I'm serious.
4) You must be pretty liberal content wise. I use a lot of absurdist and dark humor in what I write.
5) You must have actually read these points and not just responded to me because I'm breathing and somewhat proficient in the English language. Included the term "key lime pie" in your post so I know you got this far.
I have to break this post up into two posts because these boards have a retarded character limit.
Real Name: Unknown
Ring Name/Nick Name: The Engineer
Date of Birth: Unknown
Weight: 204 lbs.
Hometown: Unknown, but has a thick Jersey accent
Character Rep/Look-a-Like: Doug Hutchison
Appearance: A short man with hawkish features. His hair is cut very short, almost to a buzz but leaving a pronounced widow’s peak. He has the hint of a mustache. Typically his face is crisscrossed with fresh scratches (source unknown) and bandaged wounds. Outside of the ring he often wears ragged black hoodie sweatshirts that obscure his features, jeans, and mud encrusted untied boots. There is evidence of heavy scarring on his scalp, but his hair has largely grown over it, making it difficult to see unless you’re specifically looking.
Wrestling Gear: In the ring, the Engineer wears a modified straight jacket, with the sleeves sliced into ribbons allowing his arms to move freely. On his legs are worn black jeans and mud encrusted boots hastily tied together with mismatched laces.
Gimmick: Unrepentant, heavily medicated, possibly brain damaged sociopath and thug for hire
Alignment: Neutral, he does whatever he’s paid to do or ordered to do, and for those with a warped sense of humor he can be oddly endearing
Entrance Music: “Icebreaker” by Skinny Puppy
Exit Music (it’s different): “Goodbye Horses” by Q Lazzarus (aka Buffalo Bill’s dance music in Silence of the Lambs)
Entrance Description: The entire arena is washed in sterile white light as the following words are spoken through the sound system:
“Think of me as your unseen host and believe that, during your stay here, I shall be with you in spirit. May you find the answer that you seek. It is here, I promise you. And now, Auf Wiedersehen."
On the main screen is a grainy image of an old television test screen. After the initial dialogue the sound slips into “Icebreaker” by Skinny Puppy. As the jarring tune and guttural lyrics set in, the test screen fades and is instead replaced with a series of Rorschach ink blots. Each panel of ink blots at first looks innocuous, but soon slithers into the shadowy outlines of terrible scenes: a knife going through a head, a body with entrails spilling out before it, a bisected human torso, a figure whose face appears to be slipping off. Interspersed with the morphing inkblot tests are other images of rats flitting about in sewers and pictures of pleasant “whitebread” 1950’s families whose members have no faces. The white lights are now accompanied by small red lights panning all over the arena that look like droplets of blood in contrasts with the white lights.
The Engineer steps to the top of the ramp, his head ticking back and forth as he shoots the crowd paranoid, nervous glares and mutters to himself. He starts walking down the aisle at an awkward clip, stopping occasionally to snarl at members of the audience who try to reach out and touch him. Eventually he crawls in the ring, stalking along the ring apron. He casts the crowd a bizarre manic stare as an inky black liquid starts to drip out from his lips. He’ll run his sleeve across his mouth to stop the flow before getting into the ring and sitting in the corner, where he continues to tic and talk to himself.
After the bell rings, the Engineer will simply sit in the middle of the ring for a while, a pleased smile crossing his lips. He looks calm and happy for the first time since getting in the ring, like he’s in a state of peace similar to a junkie getting his fix after a long dry spell. Finally, he get up as the eerie chords of “Goodbye Horses” persist. He’ll refuse to allow the ref to raise his hand in victory and will simply slide out of the ring and walk backstage, continuing to look very pleased.
Wrestling Style: Manic brawler, really not a wrestler at all. Here’s a breakdown of his abilities in different areas that I like to use:
Scale: None-Poor-Fair-Good-Very Good-Excellent
Daredevil – Very Good
Lucha Libre/High Flying – None
Technical – None
Submission – Good
Power - Fair
Martial Arts – None
Cheating - Excellent
Brawling - Excellent
Escapability – Fair
Stamina – Excellent
Ring Awareness - Fair
Team Work – None
The guy is not a trained wrestler, so he doesn’t “wrestle” per se, he fights. And he fights with wreckless abandon. He has no real technical ability, you’ve never gonna see this guy pull off a rolling German suplex or something. Pick somebody up and clumsily drop them on their head, sure, but there is no finesse here. The Engineer’s idea of finesse is a “precision stomp to the throat”. And the biting….oh God, the biting! He also has a borderline inhuman tolerance for pain, meaning he’s willing to take asinine chances in a match if it means hurting somebody. Its not uncommon to see him literally throw himself at an opponent and figure out what exactly he’s going to do with him only when he’s got him on the ground.
1. Eye Gouge
2. Kick to the Ribs
3. Closed Fist Punches
4. Beal Toss (using with opponent landing on their head)
5. Head butt
6. Biting (the nose and forehead are favorites)
7. Stiff lariats
9. Sit-out jawbreaker
10. Low Blow
11. Spear into mounted punches
12. Camel Clutch pulling back at corners of opponent’s mouth with his fingers
13. Sit out face buster (pulling on opponent’s hair)
14. Seated arm bar (with one foot propped on opponent’s torso and other foot propped on their face)
15. Face Wash with boot in the corner
16. Open hand slap to ear
17. Dive through ropes to outside
18. Testicular Claw (you do the math)
19. Stab thumb into carotid artery (and hold it there, if possible)
20. Chop to the throat