Post by michael burhan scott on Aug 5, 2008 19:15:48 GMT -5
Wrestlers Name: Zak Warner
Wrestlers In-Ring Name: Zak Warner
Gimmick: He is the shit. Yet he has a tendecy to slip into different personalitys, such as a Demon, a god, a stoner...fun shit
Age: (Date of Birth) 7/30/1984
Hometown: Syracuse, NY
Height: 6'3
Weight: 235
Character Representation(A picture of your character)
Alex Shelly
Alignment: (face, neutral or heel) neutral
Entrance Music: "Still Fly" By The Devil Wears Prada
Entrance Description: (Every detail fully explained)
The lights fade to almost complete darkness, before flickering a bit. As they flicker, the guitar to "Still Fly" can be heard, as Mike Hranica's voice echoes throughout the arena.
"What's up Fresh, it's our turn baby
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, cause I'm still fly"
The lights slowly fade up, as Warner is seen standing on the stage. He has his trademark thingyy grin on his face, as the crowd jeers him. He slowly walks down the ramp, ignoring the sounds coming from everyone.
"Gotcha car play gems on shine, said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl lets ride
You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide
And go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length leather, Burbons cooler, Coogi sweater
Twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly
Numba 1 don't tangle and twisle
When it come to these cars I am that nigga
The Gucci with the matching interior
3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and stunna and we like brothers,
We shine like paint daddy this our summer"
As he reaches the ring, he waits a second before sliding into the ring. He stands in the center for a moment, as he gazes out into the crowd.
"Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's name
But I'm hood rich da dada dada da"
As the music fades, he walks over to the corner, sitting down. He glances once more at the ref, before waiting for the bell to ring.
Moves:
Hesitation Dropkick
Multiple Variations of Backbreakers
Triangle Choke
Rear Naked Choke
Moonsault
The AJ Styles Shooting Star over the top rope(cant think of the proper name)
powerbombs
Sky-Hi
Swinging Neckbreaker
Enziguri
Tidal Crush
Tidal Wave
Ghetto Stomp
720 DDT
Violence Party
Finisher(s): Life to Lifeless: Omega Driver
Rusted Embrace (Grapevine Guillotine)
Black Star Press- Shooting Star Senton
Ultimate Finisher- Fuck yo Face- Repeated curbstomps to the face, followed by a triangle choke.
Wrestlers In-Ring Name: Zak Warner
Gimmick: He is the shit. Yet he has a tendecy to slip into different personalitys, such as a Demon, a god, a stoner...fun shit
Age: (Date of Birth) 7/30/1984
Hometown: Syracuse, NY
Height: 6'3
Weight: 235
Character Representation(A picture of your character)
Alex Shelly
Alignment: (face, neutral or heel) neutral
Entrance Music: "Still Fly" By The Devil Wears Prada
Entrance Description: (Every detail fully explained)
The lights fade to almost complete darkness, before flickering a bit. As they flicker, the guitar to "Still Fly" can be heard, as Mike Hranica's voice echoes throughout the arena.
"What's up Fresh, it's our turn baby
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, cause I'm still fly"
The lights slowly fade up, as Warner is seen standing on the stage. He has his trademark thingyy grin on his face, as the crowd jeers him. He slowly walks down the ramp, ignoring the sounds coming from everyone.
"Gotcha car play gems on shine, said it's mine, get a mink, baby girl lets ride
You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide
And go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length leather, Burbons cooler, Coogi sweater
Twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly
Numba 1 don't tangle and twisle
When it come to these cars I am that nigga
The Gucci with the matching interior
3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and stunna and we like brothers,
We shine like paint daddy this our summer"
As he reaches the ring, he waits a second before sliding into the ring. He stands in the center for a moment, as he gazes out into the crowd.
"Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, cause I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's name
But I'm hood rich da dada dada da"
As the music fades, he walks over to the corner, sitting down. He glances once more at the ref, before waiting for the bell to ring.
Moves:
Hesitation Dropkick
Multiple Variations of Backbreakers
Triangle Choke
Rear Naked Choke
Moonsault
The AJ Styles Shooting Star over the top rope(cant think of the proper name)
powerbombs
Sky-Hi
Swinging Neckbreaker
Enziguri
Tidal Crush
Tidal Wave
Ghetto Stomp
720 DDT
Violence Party
Finisher(s): Life to Lifeless: Omega Driver
Rusted Embrace (Grapevine Guillotine)
Black Star Press- Shooting Star Senton
Ultimate Finisher- Fuck yo Face- Repeated curbstomps to the face, followed by a triangle choke.