Post by michael burhan scott on Aug 5, 2008 19:12:55 GMT -5
Real Name: Nickoli Murray
Wrestlers Name: Murf!sh
Wrestlers Nickname: The Baddest Thing This Side of The Atlantic Ocean
Height:6'9"
Weight:280
Hometown:Montville
Billed From:International Waters
Appearance:Murf!sh has Powerhouse build. He wears a blue speedo to the ring with "MURF!SH" in white on the back. Backstage Murf!sh is often seen in a stylish grey wetsuit with black trim.
-----------Hair color/length:Varied shades of blue to his shoulders.
-----------Eye color:Pale Blue
-----------Facial Hair:Sideburns
-----------Ring Attire:Stated above
-----------Backstage Attire:above
-----------Physical Features:Scar on cheek left from someone's failed fishing attempt
-----------Tattoos:Hydra on his upper back.
Gimmick:A brutal yet naive heel, who constantly tries to get himself over with the fans, at the match and online.
Strength: Natural personality serves as an effective mind game,strength, attacks possible opponents and rivals for titles backstage, Suprising charging speed, Tag team technician.
Weakness: Effected by crowd reaction, slow lateral speed, neglects to capitalize in favor of trying to garner fan support, not particularly witty, doesn't take pain very well(i.e. he would rather quit than experiance barbed wire in his face).
Alignment:Heel
Trained By:SharkBoy
Sample Pic of Wrestler:I don't have one yet
Brief History:Was found at the bottom of the sea by Sharkboy and was trained for the rest of his life. Is generally good natured besides his inability to comprehend right and wrong. Had a short but successful stint in TNA with Sharkboy as a tagteam.
Title History:TNA Tag Title(2) w/ Sharkboy
Entrance Music:Reptilia by The Strokes
Entrance description:Spend a long time interacting it up with fans in attendance(takes a long time)
Finishers:
Main:Ichthys(Vertabreaker position into a jumping unprettier)
Secondary:Marianna Trench(Gorilla Press to Complete Shot/Inverted bulldog)
15 Most used moves:
Clothesline to the back of the head
Shoulder Tackdown(Spear)
Sleeper hold
Exploder Suplex
Angler Slam(Reverse Samoan Drop(from torture rack))
Low Blow
Angler Lock(Texas Cloverleaf)
Oyster Cult(Boot to back of head)
Top Rope Leg Drop
Flapjack
Whiplash
Various strikes to an opponent in the corner
Over the head release suplex(occasionally off top rope)
Forehead biting
Sample RP:
My first try:
"We are back from comercial break and it appears as if we have just been handed a video tape labeled Talent Update," exclaims Sebastian in an upbeat tone.
"I wonder what it's about, last time I checked we haven't contracted any new talent," commented Jack.
"Well it seems like something important. Maybe we should watch it just in case," replied Sebastian...
(Video sequence ensues with commentary)
Cut to a black screen with only the white type in the center, it says:
You will not forget the name MURF!SH
Cut into a video(obviosly done with a handheld camera) in the back of a limo. A large man with blue hair and dressed in a wetsuit is talking with the camera man.
"Well now we're going to try to recruit some supporters to cheer for me at upcoming WZCW events," declares the large man in a jovial voice.
"Come on Murfish we've been trying to get you fans for hours, face it no one wants to cheer for you," responds the camera man.
Murf!sh tenses up, and by his breathing it is obvious that he is holding back rage. "We will continue until I can expect cheers at my opening match."
"Alright, alright, just chill okay. I didn't mean to imply that you won't get fans to cheer for you. Where are we going next."
"Well according to the data I pulled from ticket master we should be heading to the residence of John and Mary Polaski. Just keep quiet and let me do the talking."
Video cuts and Murfish is knocking on the door of the Polaski residence. Only one car is in the driveway. The door opens and a small John P. opens the door.
"Hello how may I ... um whatever you want have it just dont hurt me!!!"John cringes and readies himself for a beating.
"No no no, you misunderstand my purpose. You see, you supposedly have front row tickets to the next WZCW live event, and I was wondering..."
"Oh, of course let me just find the tickets you can have them."
"NO, I want to discuss the people you will be cheering for."
"Oh..., ok well then I guess you can come in and we can have a discussion on that topic." John is startled and relieved by this turn of events and gains back some confidence.
Cut to the end of a heated discussion between the two men, during this time Polaski takes for granted the eager-to-please attitude displayed by Murf!sh.
"Please sir, why won't you cheer for me at the future events you plan on attending?"
"Look, I can't go around making garuntees like this. Looking at you size you probably couldn't wrestle your way out of a paper bag, ha ha ha," here, Polaski had made the largest mistake of his life.
"What."
"You heard me, ha ha."
At this Murf!sh throws up the table they were sitting at and lands a massive spear on John.
"You don't ever... ever speak to me like that."
Murf!sh proceeds to us Johns head as target practice for right hands and one boot vicious enough to bust John open. Murf!sh decides to place John in a painful looking submission(Angler Lock). John is tapping like crazy and soon realizes that no one is there to break the hold.
"My gaud Jack, somebody has to stop this!" sceams a shocked Sebastian.
"All I can say is that if he is our newest wrestler people had better watch out!" shouts Jack excitedly.
Soon a car can be heard pulling up to the driveway. Murf!sh immeadiatly runs outside. Some screaming is heard and by the time the camera man is outside, Mary, a private detective by trade, has been handcuffed to her own car.
"What could this, this monster be thinking," Sebastion exclaims.
Murf!sh goes back into the house and drags John and a steel chair out. He carries John to the curb.
"Will you cheer me on?"
"What are you talking about," sobbs Mary.
"Will you or wont you, it's a you or no question."
"No, of course not. You psycotic,"screams Mary as she desperatly tries to get free of the handcuffs.
(Murf!sh to John) "Bite the curb."
Unintelligable words escape John's mouth as Murf!sh manually places Johns mouth on the curb.
"Oh no, he can't be attempting a steel chair assisted curb stomp, can he?"Jack whispers in a subdued tone.
"He man don't do this," says the camera man in an attempt to end the violence.
Murf!sh responds by knocking the camera out of the man's hand. The camera falls at a spot where Mary can still be seen screaming for her husband's safty.
"NOOOO...NOOOOO you can't do this."
All of a sudden a loud crack is heard in the backround.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO"
The camera man picks the camera back up. Murf!sh then continues to walk back into the limo. He comes back out with a list and tells the driver the next adress. Murf!sh gets in the limo and rolls down the window.
"Next house is a family of 5, name Smith. You coming or what?"
Screen fades to black and a voice says:
A new species is coming to wrestling, be prepared.
Feed goes back to the commentators. Both are not only stunned and speechless, but also Sebastian has a look of true terror on his face
Wrestlers Name: Murf!sh
Wrestlers Nickname: The Baddest Thing This Side of The Atlantic Ocean
Height:6'9"
Weight:280
Hometown:Montville
Billed From:International Waters
Appearance:Murf!sh has Powerhouse build. He wears a blue speedo to the ring with "MURF!SH" in white on the back. Backstage Murf!sh is often seen in a stylish grey wetsuit with black trim.
-----------Hair color/length:Varied shades of blue to his shoulders.
-----------Eye color:Pale Blue
-----------Facial Hair:Sideburns
-----------Ring Attire:Stated above
-----------Backstage Attire:above
-----------Physical Features:Scar on cheek left from someone's failed fishing attempt
-----------Tattoos:Hydra on his upper back.
Gimmick:A brutal yet naive heel, who constantly tries to get himself over with the fans, at the match and online.
Strength: Natural personality serves as an effective mind game,strength, attacks possible opponents and rivals for titles backstage, Suprising charging speed, Tag team technician.
Weakness: Effected by crowd reaction, slow lateral speed, neglects to capitalize in favor of trying to garner fan support, not particularly witty, doesn't take pain very well(i.e. he would rather quit than experiance barbed wire in his face).
Alignment:Heel
Trained By:SharkBoy
Sample Pic of Wrestler:I don't have one yet
Brief History:Was found at the bottom of the sea by Sharkboy and was trained for the rest of his life. Is generally good natured besides his inability to comprehend right and wrong. Had a short but successful stint in TNA with Sharkboy as a tagteam.
Title History:TNA Tag Title(2) w/ Sharkboy
Entrance Music:Reptilia by The Strokes
Entrance description:Spend a long time interacting it up with fans in attendance(takes a long time)
Finishers:
Main:Ichthys(Vertabreaker position into a jumping unprettier)
Secondary:Marianna Trench(Gorilla Press to Complete Shot/Inverted bulldog)
15 Most used moves:
Clothesline to the back of the head
Shoulder Tackdown(Spear)
Sleeper hold
Exploder Suplex
Angler Slam(Reverse Samoan Drop(from torture rack))
Low Blow
Angler Lock(Texas Cloverleaf)
Oyster Cult(Boot to back of head)
Top Rope Leg Drop
Flapjack
Whiplash
Various strikes to an opponent in the corner
Over the head release suplex(occasionally off top rope)
Forehead biting
Sample RP:
My first try:
"We are back from comercial break and it appears as if we have just been handed a video tape labeled Talent Update," exclaims Sebastian in an upbeat tone.
"I wonder what it's about, last time I checked we haven't contracted any new talent," commented Jack.
"Well it seems like something important. Maybe we should watch it just in case," replied Sebastian...
(Video sequence ensues with commentary)
Cut to a black screen with only the white type in the center, it says:
You will not forget the name MURF!SH
Cut into a video(obviosly done with a handheld camera) in the back of a limo. A large man with blue hair and dressed in a wetsuit is talking with the camera man.
"Well now we're going to try to recruit some supporters to cheer for me at upcoming WZCW events," declares the large man in a jovial voice.
"Come on Murfish we've been trying to get you fans for hours, face it no one wants to cheer for you," responds the camera man.
Murf!sh tenses up, and by his breathing it is obvious that he is holding back rage. "We will continue until I can expect cheers at my opening match."
"Alright, alright, just chill okay. I didn't mean to imply that you won't get fans to cheer for you. Where are we going next."
"Well according to the data I pulled from ticket master we should be heading to the residence of John and Mary Polaski. Just keep quiet and let me do the talking."
Video cuts and Murfish is knocking on the door of the Polaski residence. Only one car is in the driveway. The door opens and a small John P. opens the door.
"Hello how may I ... um whatever you want have it just dont hurt me!!!"John cringes and readies himself for a beating.
"No no no, you misunderstand my purpose. You see, you supposedly have front row tickets to the next WZCW live event, and I was wondering..."
"Oh, of course let me just find the tickets you can have them."
"NO, I want to discuss the people you will be cheering for."
"Oh..., ok well then I guess you can come in and we can have a discussion on that topic." John is startled and relieved by this turn of events and gains back some confidence.
Cut to the end of a heated discussion between the two men, during this time Polaski takes for granted the eager-to-please attitude displayed by Murf!sh.
"Please sir, why won't you cheer for me at the future events you plan on attending?"
"Look, I can't go around making garuntees like this. Looking at you size you probably couldn't wrestle your way out of a paper bag, ha ha ha," here, Polaski had made the largest mistake of his life.
"What."
"You heard me, ha ha."
At this Murf!sh throws up the table they were sitting at and lands a massive spear on John.
"You don't ever... ever speak to me like that."
Murf!sh proceeds to us Johns head as target practice for right hands and one boot vicious enough to bust John open. Murf!sh decides to place John in a painful looking submission(Angler Lock). John is tapping like crazy and soon realizes that no one is there to break the hold.
"My gaud Jack, somebody has to stop this!" sceams a shocked Sebastian.
"All I can say is that if he is our newest wrestler people had better watch out!" shouts Jack excitedly.
Soon a car can be heard pulling up to the driveway. Murf!sh immeadiatly runs outside. Some screaming is heard and by the time the camera man is outside, Mary, a private detective by trade, has been handcuffed to her own car.
"What could this, this monster be thinking," Sebastion exclaims.
Murf!sh goes back into the house and drags John and a steel chair out. He carries John to the curb.
"Will you cheer me on?"
"What are you talking about," sobbs Mary.
"Will you or wont you, it's a you or no question."
"No, of course not. You psycotic,"screams Mary as she desperatly tries to get free of the handcuffs.
(Murf!sh to John) "Bite the curb."
Unintelligable words escape John's mouth as Murf!sh manually places Johns mouth on the curb.
"Oh no, he can't be attempting a steel chair assisted curb stomp, can he?"Jack whispers in a subdued tone.
"He man don't do this," says the camera man in an attempt to end the violence.
Murf!sh responds by knocking the camera out of the man's hand. The camera falls at a spot where Mary can still be seen screaming for her husband's safty.
"NOOOO...NOOOOO you can't do this."
All of a sudden a loud crack is heard in the backround.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO"
The camera man picks the camera back up. Murf!sh then continues to walk back into the limo. He comes back out with a list and tells the driver the next adress. Murf!sh gets in the limo and rolls down the window.
"Next house is a family of 5, name Smith. You coming or what?"
Screen fades to black and a voice says:
A new species is coming to wrestling, be prepared.
Feed goes back to the commentators. Both are not only stunned and speechless, but also Sebastian has a look of true terror on his face