Application Thread (Updated 7-11-2018)

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  1. Hyorinmaru

    Hyorinmaru Sit Upon The Frozen Heavens

    Dec 7, 2007
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    Welcome to the WZCW Application Thread! Be sure to read over the rules and understand them fully before applying.

    WZCW Application Rules
    1) You may not use the name or Gimmick of any Licensed WWE, TNA or any other Wrestling Promotion (you may not mention them in your Role-Plays either). Do not mention a previous title run in such organisations either in your application or future Role-Plays.

    2) You may not use the name or Gimmick of any other character who has already been accepted to the federation and are currently posted up in the official WZCW Roster section. Please double-check your application to see if you have any similarities with other roster members before applying.

    3) Pyrotechnics and Gimmick entrances are not allowed until rewarded. We will reward people with pryo and gimmick entrances and this also may be allowed for special events. However, special lighting is fine to use (feel free to use strobe lights, green lights, black lights, etc).

    4) No tweeners are allowed in the fed. You must decide on either face or heel.

    5) Please refrain from using moves currently listed in the WZCW Roster thread linked below

    WZCW Staff members hold the right to reject and request immediate changes to any application posted. If you need any help, please contact anyone on Staff to solve any problems you may have.

    6) We will be strict on these applications. You will need to present a solid sample Roleplay. Not just something you can write up quickly. We will require a full introductory roleplay for your character. This may also apply to certain tenured posters who may be coming back if they had unfavorable exits. We just ask that you comply. We wish to see how devoted you are to coming into WZCW as we cannot just allow anyone in just to have to no-show, affecting our shows.

    7) Following applications of new recruits, you will not be slotted into our main shows right away (Meltdown, Ascension, PPVs, etc). Instead, you will have to roleplay for 'House Shows' or 'Dark Match'. These will not be added to any show. We will announce winners and then determine if you will pass on to the main shows or if we need you to adjust your roleplaying for a second 'House Show' or 'Dark Match'. You winning or losing in this position will not be a direct determination of whether you'll need to do a second one of these or you will pass on to Ascension/Meltdown.

    On special occasions we do add graphics to the shows. This is something that takes time so when picking an image rep please pick one that has a render already available. You can look through to see if the one you want is there.

    Take a look >>>>>here<<<<< before starting your App. It has all the Image Reps, music and Finishers currently in use. If you see what you wanted to use I'm sorry to say you'll have to pick something else.

    WZCW Singles Application Template:

    Real Name:

    Gimmick Name:

    Announced As:




    Billed From:


    Fill in the Blanks With Your Information:

    Introducing first from ______________, weighing ________ pounds, (Insert superstar's name here)!


    ----------------Hair Colour/Length

    ----------------Eye Colour

    ----------------Facial Hair

    ----------------Ring attire

    ----------------Backstage Attire

    ----------------Physical Features


    Sample Pic of Wrestler:

    Main Gimmick:

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick:

    Brief Bio/History:

    Entrance Music:

    Entrance Description:

    Fighting Style:

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche:

    Finishing Moves (2 max):

    Signature Moves (3 max):

    12 Most Used Moves:

    Sample RP.


    Now that you understand the rules and have got your application, please continue reading where one of our members will be guiding you throw the process: making it easy to create your character and start Roleplaying for the e-fed in no time!

    We strongly encourage you to read Remix's guide. Doing so will make your life a lot easier:

  2. I.Is.Sawa93

    I.Is.Sawa93 Mad Hatter

    Jul 13, 2018
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    Real Name: Alice Adams

    Gimmick Name: Baby doll

    Announced As: Alice “Baby doll” Adams

    Height: 5’6

    Weight: 175

    Hometown: Palm Springs

    Billed From: Palm Springs, Ca

    Alignment: Heel

    Introducing first from Palm Springs, Ca, weighing 175 pounds, Alice “Baby Doll” Adams!


    ----------------Hair Colour/Length: Long (middle of back) black hair

    ----------------Eye Colour: Green

    ----------------Facial Hair: none

    ----------------Ring attire: nude leotard with lace detail; lace trim thigh high stockings and black leather knee high boots, hair worn down and free flowing.

    ----------------Backstage Attire: black wrap dress with sheer spider web sleeves, red stiletto heels

    ----------------Physical Features

    ----------------Tattoos: day of the dead sugar skull chest piece, koi fish mermaid on her left thigh.
    Dimples (left one slightly more distinct than the right)
    Monroe piercing

    Sample Pic of Wrestler:


    Main Gimmick: Burlesque Dancer

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick: Gaudy burlesque robes and burlesque moves are interpreted into Alice’s ring attire and fighting style.

    Brief Bio/History: Alice is a single mother of two children; Morrison who is 10 months and Marie who is 3. Her children come from 2 different men, two different hell’s. Her sons father she has a restraining order on; since their Rocky breakup, he threatened her life multiple times, and then there was her daughters father. The man who first mentally and physically broke her, he makes appearances every know and then, to try and bring down Alice and still lay claim to her; but to also help out when it is needed with their daughter. Because of these men, these events and many others that have followed, Alice remains constantly on guard, she shows no emotion and lives day by day, wearing her only mask of arrogance and seduction she learned from her time with her burlesque troupe as her comfort and spending alone time with her children at home, her solice. Alice works with a Gaudy over the top burlesque group as a singer and dancer. She has worked with her troupe for a little over a year, praised for being a fast learner and very witty on her feet, she is a fan favorite. Her stage given name is Babydoll, she earned that name through her audiences for her innocent “baby face” she makes when doing her striptease routines. Alice, however, is far from innocent. With a silver tongue ,a sharp temper and a no bullshit attitude, she can break you down mentally, emotionally and make you despise her all at once. With her resting “witch face” as she likes to call it and very short temper, Alice proves to be a lot to handle, and yet, time and time again she still seems to attract men who see her as “fragile”, “pitiful” and as “someone who needs saving.” Resulting in her mask to slightly loosen, sending her into her dark self, the one person she doesn’t want anyone to see, when that happens she looses control of her mind and tongue, tearing away at the person who has loosened the strings, verbally, making sure to snap a few mental strings along the way, until she is either fully satisfied or the person either cries or cusses her out, either of which are fine for her. Tired of the ever many “Knights in tin foil,” who have drunkenly found their way to her stage after her performances, Intent on showing everyone she needs no saving she looks towards WZCW as her new stage.

    Entrance Music: [YouTube]ogDnZFbkBxY[/YouTube]

    Entrance Description: Alice slowly and seductively walks forward, wearing a gaudy all black swarvoski crystal covered 50s burlesque robe with bubblegum pink feather trim, making an innocent face, she stops at the beginning of the runway to the ring, 10 seconds into the song she slowly rotates her hips, teasing the audience treating the match as one of her many burlesque performances; slowly unties the front of her robe and lets it freaks off of her shoulders, as soon as it hits the floor her whole innocent demeanor changes from innocent to seductive arrogance, she walks towards the ring with a look of determination and flawlessly slides into the ring. Once inside she flaunts towards the middle of the ring, throws her hands straight up into the air and slowly brings them down forward, caressing her front hips, legs and finally bending forward til she reaches her neat leather boot. She rises up, running her hands over the back of her legs, thighs and butt, after that she winks and blows a kiss to the audience.

    Fighting Style: determined rookie.

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche: Due to strain relationships with family and friends, Alice went down a shaky path years 4 before she ever heard or even thought of entertaining the idea of wrestling, she met two very toxic people in different times during her dark path, which led to her having her two kids. These men in their own way and during their short times in her life, broke her, forcing her to believe in knight in shining armor are the only way to be saved. But as their time grew to a close those men showed their true colors and with the birth of her kids; gave her the push that she needed to leave each abusive cycle. Alice stands broken, trying desperately to piece herself together for the sake of her children; because of that, Alice stands tall with a high emotional/mental wall towards everyone, especially men.

    Finishing Moves (2 max): Widows Peak (not your Doll) Diving DDT (Private Show)

    Signature Moves (3 max): Discus clothesline (encore). Million dollar dream (Goodnight kiss)

    12 Most Used Moves: vertical suplex/hotshot, swinging neck breaker, diving bulldog, hair pull hangman, back elbow, inverted atomic drop, flying fore arm smash, mule kick, drop kick, bronco buster, mat slam back breaker, DDT

    [ Alice walks into her dressing room, briskly closing the door behind her. Leaning back, she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and exhales, slowly opening her eyes. She smiles, staring at her favorite place in her small world (well one of her favorite places when she is not with her two kids and they aren’t causing her to have a mommy meltdown of course), she stares admiringly at one of the walls decorated with various pictures of old Hollywood stars and starlettes; Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio, Audry Hepburn, Betty Page and many others all clustered to make a makeshift old Hollywood wallpaper. Her eyes slowly trail to the other wall, which hung a gaudy vintage Victorian era gold leafed mirror, a single picture was taped to the mirror of Alice and another woman dressed to the nines in Swarovski crystal covered corsets with matching heels and bra of course. underneath, a marble top matching makeup table (cost me an arm and a leg but god it was worth it. My precious), with all of Alice’s makeup and jewelry neatly placed in their own designated spots. A simple wooden folding stool with a homemade velvet seat pad completes her favorite side of her room. “well second favorite” she thinks to herself, her all time favorite spot is her gaudy red crush velvet Roman couch, sitting in the middle of the room, facing her wall mounted 40” flat-screen TV. A dainty side table with matching velvet cloth cover completed the look, she usually lays their after every performance and binges random TV shows she finds interesting.]

    [Alice] “oh yes, finally I am in heaven!”

    [Alice sits down in from of her mirror and starts to examine her face, she had been up all night pulling double sick duty. Her daughter had came home from visiting her father with a “little cold” which turned out to be a full blown fever and a very cranky 3 year old. Her poor son, unfortunately got it too since he loved to always be with his sister, and no matter how much she disinfected her home, it was inevitable, baby 1 is sick and now baby number 2 had came into play a day later, which led to sleepless nights and terrible under eye bags]

    [Alice] “oh god I look like shit,” [pokes at her face] “ I seriously need concealer, these things are so bad I look like I’m a zombie.” [she chuckles] “maybe that can be my next routine, instead of me losing my top I can lose a leg.”

    [She goes to open her makeup kit to try and fix her tragic face, when pulling open the drawer where she kept all her facial products a letter falls out, she froze, horrified she looked at the writing and her breath stopped. It was the same handwriting the was on all of the other anonymous letters that had been slowly piling up for the past Month.]

    [Alice] “oh for fucks sake, [she picks the letter up and opens it] I don’t know how many times I have to keep getting these, this knight in tin foil is starting to get a little out of hand, it’s really old and annoying as well.”

    [She skims through the letter, rolling her eyes at the “I can be your hero baby” and “I am your knight and shining armor” lines that where tossed throughout the letter]

    [Alice] “oh god this is seriously disturbing, whoever wrote this needs a reality check. Not today Satan, oh not today, I need no saving.”

    [She lazily tosses the letter into the trash, stares into the mirror, slowly and carefully she begins to put on her makeup, making sure it was flawless, perfect, as always. Once she finished her makeup she stood up, walked over to her closet, and chose out her outfit of the night.]

    [Alice] “today I’m feeling very.. seductive, I hope this dress gives off the mood.”

    [She slips the tight wiggle dress on, being very careful when it came to shifting it over her hips, making sure the lace detailing wouldn’t get caught on her garter belt. Once finished, she slips into her black stiletto 4’ heels, walks in front of the mirror and admired her seductress look. Her dress, was a dark crimson red with black lace detailing along one side and a sexy slit that went as high as the top of her thigh, showcasing her mermaid tattoo. Slowly she looked herself over, nodding her head in approval.]

    [Alice] “I’m getting better at this seductive thing. Damn I didn’t know I had an ass either.” [chuckling] “I wish I had time to watch at least one match before I go out…[stares longingly at the TV] I can’t believe one of the girls got me hooked on something new, and wrestling, of all things.”

    [Alice chuckles, she still remembers when she first heard about WZCW, it was after one of her performances, she was walking through the hallway and one of the other girls door was open, she stopped and stared at the TV screen, on the screen where two women going at it, both women gracefully and flawlessly landing every stunt and every blow, determined, both women where giving it their all, trying so hard to get the win.]

    {Flashback to a month ago}

    [Alice] “Wow that’s so cool.” [staring intently at the TV] “how in the hell do they do all that Satine? There’s so much choreography in this, it’s so beautiful.”

    [The girl from Alice’s I troupe turns around with a half cocked smile. She was pretty, like a wildflower, and very much a smart ass, she was Alice’s favorite person to say hello to.]

    [Satine] “Baby is that you? You nearly scared me half to death! I didn’t know you had an interest in wrestling,”

    [Alice] “I honestly have no idea what it is truly, I have caught glimpses of it when I’m channel surfing, but that’s about it, it hasn’t looked appealing honestly until I saw this match. It’s usually men, but women fight as well?”

    [Satine stands from her couch, giggled and strolled up towards her dressing room door where Alice stood.]

    [Satine] “oh hell yeah! But that’s not all, so the whole troupe knows how your anti men and an all around hot headed bad ass [she leans close to Alice, laying her head on her shoulder] well they also have women wrestle men.”

    [Shocked, Alice looked at Satine, with humor in her eyes]

    [Alice] “No shit, maybe I should check it out, if there’s a place that allows women to beat The shit outta men, I’m there.”

    [Satine laughs, lightly punching Alice on the shoulder]

    [Satine] “you do know it's all staged right?”

    [Alice] “Hey a girl can dream can’t she?”

    [Satine] “Maybe you should try out one day [chuckles loudly], you have the determination and attitude to at least have a shot.”

    [Alice laughs so hard she snorts and stares at Satine in bewilderment]

    [Alice] “Yes Satine, let me just jump right in, I just heard about this thing literally 4 minutes ago! You can’t possibly think I could do it, on top of that I would have to be around cocky arrogant men and backstabbing two-faced bitches that you know I will not have the patience for, hell girl, it took me almost three whole months before I started liking you bitches.”

    [Satine laughs, and throws one arm around Alice’s shoulder, but her once elated smile was replaced with a solemn stare]

    [Satine] “Oh Baby, you know I love you right? You know I wouldn’t tell you that I think you could do something if I actually thought you couldn’t. You have the determination, you’re a fast learner and you have stage presence. Shit girl, with just one look you have brought many regulars to their knees thinking they are going to sweep you off your feet. [She snorts] Plus, I know your attention seeking ass would love the coverage, the money and beating on men would just be a plus for you.”

    [Alice and Satine both burst out into a fit of half pig creature snort laughter rage for minute. Gasping for air, they finally compose themselves]

    [Alice] “first of all Bitch, your damn right I love attention, but I don’t seek attention, attention looks for me,[she smiles sweetly, making her innocent face that drives men mad] it’s not my fault I’m so mysterious and sexy that men fall at my feet.[Alice dramatically falls onto Satine’s love seat] Secondly, I am not a charity, if the price is not right, I refuse to perform, smiles and applause do not pay my bills or feed my kids and thirdly… Fuck yeah I wanna beat up some bad annoying motherfuckers, staged or not.”

    [Satine] “How are your little monsters anyways? You hardly talk about them anymore. I hope they know auntie S misses them.”

    [Alice] “oh Satine they are monsters all right, I swear these kids are going to be the death of me, but at least I know they are healthy and we’ll fed. I mean shit, I must be doing something right.”

    [Satine] “Hey, don’t knock yourself doll, you’re an amazing fucking mother, now back to the wrestling thing, promise me, you’ll at least try it out, for me? Fuck woman I’m leaving tomorrow, I at least want to know you are at least trying to come out of your shell. You deserve normal babe, you owe yourself and your kids that. This mask of yours must be getting heavy.”

    [Alice’s smile fades almost as fast as it graced her face. She stares at her only friend with a look of betrayal]

    [Alice] “What the Fuck Sat?! Promise you? Break out of my shell? Wait, your.. Your leaving?! When?! Where?! When in the Fuck where you going to tell me?

    [Alice jumps up off the couch as if she had been electrified, she glared at Satine, her eyes full of hurt and betrayal. Satine sat up, tears welling up in her eyes she looked at the floor, lol quivering, Satine tried to find the words to apologise to her beloved friend.]

    [Satine] “I’m… I’m… I’m so so-so-sorry doll, I just didn’t know how to tell you, I didn’t want to upset you, plus you where going through all the court stuff with your sons dad, I couldn’t put any more pressure on your mind love, forgive me. But you have to understand, I’m too old to be doing this, I’ve been here for 5 years, I deserve to retire from this gig while I can still rock my crystal stilettos [she laughs half heartedly] please B. Forgive me.”

    [Alice] “ I’m tired of everyone thinking I can’t handle shit [Alice throws her phone across the room, startling Satine], you of all people should know this, you where honestly my favorite person to converse with, how could you? I owe you nothing, no promises, no apologies and no acceptance of apologies, no more smiles and no more Hello’s, the only thing you are going to get from me, is a goodbye.”

    [Alice glares at Satine, trying desperately to blink back her tears and failing terribly, she hastily turns towards the door and storms out of the room.]

    [Alice] “I hope your happy, wherever you end up… and to answer your little job upgrade “suggestion” [mockingly] I’ll think about it, scouts honor.”

    [with that being said, Alice shook her head, turned away and left Satine's dressing room, leaving a broken and sobbing Satine behind her..]

    {End of flashback}

    [Alice snaps out of her daydream, finishes looking herself over and turns away from the mirror and starts to walk out when she stops for a second, stares at the blank TV screen with mixed emotions of grief and embarrassment]

    [Alice] “god I threw a fit like such a little girl… I hate how I lose my temper… oh Satine, how I miss your smart ass.”

    [Alice plops herself onto her Roman couch, turns on the TV, mindlessly flips through the channels until she found what she was looking for, WZCW on, and she had been hooked, not just because of the ridiculous story lines and amazing matches, but mostly because it was Satine's thing, and she wanted to apologise to her in her own way.]

    [Alice] “Hey Sat, [Alice talks out loud, as if half expecting to hear someone answer back, even when she was met with silence, she continued to speak] I wonder if your watching this too? God I can’t believe you got me sucked into this crap, it’s so addicting, some of these people are so cocky and over the top it’s ridiculous, I can’t believe you actually want me to try out for this shit, don’t you know I’m a star, I don’t share the spotlight, all eyes have to be on me, I mean, come on look at me, who wouldn’t want to just stare and admire me. [She smiles, tears welling up with each sentence in her eyes] “why did you have to leave, stupid woman, your so selfish…”

    [Alice regains her composure, stands up and stares intently at the TV]

    [Alice] “Fuck it, I can totally do that, it’s all routine, and I’m flawless when it comes to my routines, besides, this stage is starting to feel a little small and I’m tired of all these boys who think I need saving, I need no one, I can take care of my damn self, and I’m going to show them, get ready WZCW because you haven’t seen anything yet.”

    [Alice fixes her dress, turns off the TV and walks out of the dressing room down a long corridor towards the stage, her stage, well one of her stages, she giggles, and walks faster towards the sound of drunken laughter and electronic swing music.]
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  3. Lee

    Lee Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it's Supermod!

    Jan 9, 2007
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    Thanks for your application, we'll let you know soon enough (quick look, I can't see any problems). How was it you found out about WZCW?
  4. I.Is.Sawa93

    I.Is.Sawa93 Mad Hatter

    Jul 13, 2018
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    A friend that I work with pointed me to this site.
  5. Lee

    Lee Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it's Supermod!

    Jan 9, 2007
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    That's cool. You'll know by tomorrow :)
  6. Lee

    Lee Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it's Supermod!

    Jan 9, 2007
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    After chatting with creative we are happy to approve your application. The boards will be up later today. I'm sure your friend can help you out on the process but any questions let me know.
  7. Attila the Fun

    Attila the Fun Dark Match Jobber

    Jul 20, 2015
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    Real Name: Dirk Frederick Buchanan

    Gimmick Name: Dirk Buchanan

    Announced As: Dirk Buchanan

    Height: 6'2

    Weight: 235

    Hometown: Portland, Oregon

    Billed From: The Pacific Northwest

    Alignment: face

    Fill in the Blanks With Your Information:

    Introducing first from The Pacific Northwest, weighing 235 pounds, Dirk Buchanan!


    ----------------Hair Colour/Length: Brown, medium length

    ----------------Eye Colour: Brown

    ----------------Facial Hair: A big beard

    ----------------Ring attire: Basic Black Trunks and black Boots

    ----------------Backstage Attire: A black jacket and a towl around his neck

    ----------------Physical Features:

    ----------------Tattoos: none

    Sample Pic of Wrestler:

    Main Gimmick: "The Modern day Trancendentalist"

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick: loves nature, tries to help people better themselves

    Brief Bio/History: Dirk Buchanan is a man of many qualities. He is a leader, a philosopher, a man who has set out to change the world.

    Growing up in Portland, he is very fond of the environment and all things natural and organic. He is very much a modern day transcendentalist, and pines for the days when men were men. The only reason Dirk competes is to push himself as the best man he can be. In one on one combat, one finds out what he is really made of.

    Though he is not a loner or an introvert, Dirk travels alone, often looking to instill knowledge on the world. The only person who he considers close is his sister Dani.

    Entrance Music:
    Dr. Dog- " The Beach"

    Entrance Description:
    Lights through out the arena begin to dim as the music starts up. Dirk Buchanansoon steps out from behind the curtain, where smoke billows out from the ground on either side of him. He stands for a brief moment, runs his hand through his hair, before slowly making his way down the ramp as he aknowledges the fans along the way.

    Fighting Style: strong style, likes to brawl but has some wrestling ability. Agile for his size.

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche: none

    Finishing Moves (2 max):
    Wanderlust(Muscle Buster)
    Emerson Choke (Standing Guillotine)

    Signature Moves (3 max):

    1. Air Raid Crash Neckbreaker

    2. Bucklebomb

    3. Thrust Spinebuster

    12 Most Used Moves:

    1. Short Arm Lariat

    2. Backdrop Suplex

    3. German Suplex

    4. Headbutt

    5. Flapjack

    6. Rolling Firemans carry

    7. Spinning Backfist

    8. Snap DDT

    9. brainbuster

    10. european uppercut

    11. Snapmare followed by kick to the back

    12. Irish Curse Backbreaker

    Sample RP:

    In the Mountain in the Cloud.

    It was cold outside.

    I shivered as a cold breeze blows past me from the North, with the trees rustling as if they were alive.

    Snowfall covered the terrain in a blanket clouds . As the bits of frozen fractals feel to Earth, they danced about my feet like a plastic bag caught in the wind. Each step I take is quickly overtaken by the falling snow, erasing any evidence of me ever stepping foot here. Even the small steps of from animals are an after thought here.

    I had been here in the Pacific Northwest for quite some time, with each day pushing me further and further into this mountain; pushing me to a place far from the civilizations of the world.

    One might ask what a professional wrestler was doing out wandering the wilderness like a pioneer exploring the North American landscape. Truthfully, I just needed to be alone, far from the burdons of society. Out here I can find out what it truly means to be me. What it means to be The Man known as Jensen.

    I have spent many times out in the wilderness this year, but this was the first time experiencing the frozen frontier that comes with the change of seasons. I was thankful for this of course, because the snow landscape was a much more appropriate setting for my uncasing vison of sugar plums dancing in my head

    The wilderness is truly a magical place, a place to find the answers to the questions you have not yet thought of. Sucha an experience should be earned , while you push yourself to the limits on your own two feet as you make your way through the wild, unkempt frontier, Our here you earn everthing. Nobody should ever enter the wilderness through mechanical means to find what they
    are looking for.

    My body continued to ache from the cold, with the two pairs of gloves I had on barely keeping my fingers functioning. I treaded along, with my feet sloshing through the snow. Careful not to slip as I made my way uphill through the terrain, I decided to take a short break. I took a seat on what appeared to be an old ancient tree, taking a view at the wonder

    Out here, you have to respect what is out here, otherwise mistakes can happen. In the wrestling world, I misstep can lead to, at worst,a kick in the face, or even being put into the Ace of Cades. Out here a slip can lead to falling down a mountain and dying. All the YOLO kids wouldn't stand a chance with all their skate boards and skeet skeeting, instead they would be crushed by an angry Mother Earth.

    With my body telling me I could go no further, I quickly set up camp and huddled inside my tent. My stomache growled, so I quickly pulled out the tasty food I had packed with me on my travels. With my food laid out in front of me, I descend upon the buffet with the sounds of a shrieking eagle. Crumbs fall into my beard, but I continue to chew away like teh wild untamed man I set out to be. Soon, I reach for my blankie, which is a gift given to me by my good friend the chief.

    The blanket was wrapped tightly around me, giving me the appearance of a vary large caterpillar. Soon, I begin to inspect the blanket. According to The Chief, this was a very old blanket which had been in his family for generations. His people, used the very same blanket on this land, just as I was doing at this moment. The blanket itself was beautiful, full of patterns and a very ornate design. Soon, my eyes began to feel heavy, but before I fell into a slumber, I took one final gaze and the blanket. For the first time ever, I noticed some smalll writing at the bottom, sewn into the bottom corner.

    "Hecho en Mexico", the words of a proud ancient people.

    My eyes closed. The dancing of the sugar plums commenced....


    Generally speaking, a howling wilderness does not howl: it is the imagination of the traveler that does the howling. A person hears wind rustling through the crackes and crevices of the landscape, giving life to something that isnt there.
    Not this time though. The howling was from a large wolf circling the outside of my tent.

    It snarled, and began to scratch away at the entrance to my tent.It was clear the wolf was hungry, which lead me to believe with its superiour senses, the wolf had been able to sniff out my signature brand of trail mix. The extra handfull of seaweed snacks must of been worth it for the wolf to follow me out into no mans land.

    It was only a matter of time before its sharp claws and knife-like teeth rip through the canvas of my tent. I readied myself. Although I was terrified at what was to come next, I knew this was why I was here. This was one of those questions I never knew needed answered, could Jensen, a Man, survive a battle agianst a wolf?

    I rose to my feet, fist clenched, waiting for the inevitable.With my heart racing, I stared intently at the entrance to my tent.


    A loud screech echoed from above. It was mechanical in nature, and cast a large shadow over my tent. I glanced over at the entrance, but the wolf had ran off. Still tense, I walked over and unzipped the entrance and popped my head out to get a better view. My eyes, blinded by the sun against the sheet of white, took a second to recognize the helicopter right above me. It came down slowly, landing about twenty feet from me. With the blades still twirling, a large man in a suit exited the contraption.

    Smiling as he approached me, he waved towards me.

    " So, you must be Dirk Buchanan?"

    "Who, is asking?"

    "Ah sorry, how rude of me. My name is Chuck Myles, and I am apart of WZCW. If you are Dirk Buchanan, then you are exactly what I have been looking for out here...
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  8. Prince Vee

    Prince Vee Better than I think I am

    Nov 25, 2014
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    Real Name: Not quite sure at the moment

    Gimmick Name: Vlad Azarov (Formerly Vee A.D.Z.)

    Announced As: None

    Height: 5 feet 10

    Weight: 202 lbs

    Hometown: Surrey, England

    Billed From: Crawley, South East England

    Announced as:

    Introducing first, From Crawley, South East England, weighing 202 pounds, Vlad Azarov!

    Alignment: Heel


    ----------Hair Colour/Length

    Natural Black/High fade with medium hair on top

    ----------Eye Colour

    Brownish Black

    ----------Facial Hair

    Refer to the Sample Pic

    ----------Ring Attire

    Black Tights

    ----------Backstage Attire

    Long White T-Shirt with a Shattered Cross Printed in the Front and Black Tights

    ----------Physical Features

    Refer to the Sample Pic



    Sample Pic of the Wrestler:


    Main Gimmick:

    A genius level Intellect but now a deranged Bipolar and a Disassociative Identity Disorder (DID) Person

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick:

    Tormented by his DID Personality
    Quite Mysterious of who he is outside WZCW

    Brief Bio/History:

    Formerly Vee A.D.Z., he was tormented by his Dual Personality named Vlad, who is a psychopath and allegedly from the parallel dimension. After all the bizarre events in the past, Vee admitted himself to an Asylum near the Indo-China border. However, soon he was transferred to a facility in Central Europe (Location classified) due to his violent personality. What happened thereafter remains a mystery. Now the former Mixed martial artist and Independent Wrestler from England has returned to WZCW under his new name Vlad Azarov.

    Entrance Theme:

    Entrance Description:

    As the music starts to play, the ramp is filled with smoke and Vlad walks through it slowly.

    Fighting Style:

    Being a former Martial Artist, he uses a wide range of kicks and elbow strikes. As his wrestling style originated from England, he barely uses Closed-Hand strikes. Deals mostly with Knees and Elbows.

    Finishing Moves:

    Leviathan Cross - Ushiro Geri (Back Kick) followed by Hiza Geri (Jumping Knee Strike)

    Signature Moves:

    Super Reverse Frankenstiener
    Mawashi Geri (Modified roundhouse spin kick, not the traditional one which CM Punk uses)
    Snapmare followed by running Elbow Strike (Think of Chris Hero) to the back of the head

    12 Commonly used Moves:

    1) Running Corner Dropkick
    2) On the mat... Hammer lock with repeated elbow smashes to the opponent's shoulder.
    3) 720 Guyver kick followed by a kip up
    4) Huricranna onto the turnbuckles
    5) Springboard variations (Plancha, Splash, Headscissors, Huricranna, Moonsault etc. varies based on the situation)
    6) Over the shoulder Judo Throw (As a counter to the running opponent off the ropes)
    7) Single legged dropkick
    8) Shining Wizard to the cornered opponent
    9) Bicep Slicer
    10) Reverse Hook kick
    11) With(when) the opponent standing on the apron, spinning back fist followed by a Hard Left Punch (Vee goes Southpaw at this juncture)
    12) Tirl-a-Whirl into Fujiwa Armbar

    Sample RP:

    The public relations officer at the administrative office slides the letter back to Vlad who is sitting on the other side of the desk. He grasped it with his fingertips and dragged to him.

    PRO: Just a moment, please. May I take a look at it again? It is a procedure that we've to call and confirm the medical certificate with the examiner.

    Vlad gave a subtle grin and released the paper from the grasp of his fingertips.

    Vlad: Of course.

    The PRO quickly dragged it back near his phone and started dialing the number, but not before giving a quick smile at the direction of Vlad.

    PRO: Honestly, this is not even necessary. Thinking about the track records of insane wrestlers who were receiving paychecks from WZCW, I've never seen one actually producing a medical certificate to us. It is just a protocol that we've to call the examiner upon the submittance of a medical certificate.

    The phone kept ringing, but there is no one was there to answer on the other end. Vlad wasn't bothered even a bit about waiting to clear his WZCW return. The PRO, though, felt uncomfortable making Vlad wait in her desk.

    "Hai raggiunto Dottore Paternoster. Dai il tuo messagio, per favore"

    PRO: Good day, sir. I'm calling from WZCW Human Resource Department. I hereby call to verify the Medical certificate that you issued for one Vlad Azarov. Please call me back when you receive this message.

    The phone echoed her voice through the dark office room of Dr. Paternoster. The only daylight which is visible is through the small crack in the window pane. The door was closed; windows were shut and the curtains were dragged all the way down; however, the heater is turned on to the maximum. A man, whose hands and legs are tied together in a tight noose, was sitting in the corner of the room. He opened his eyes upon hearing the voice over the phone. He couldn't even squirm; sweat rolls down from his bald head and drenched the cloth which was stuffed up deep in his mouth.

    Vlad: I just remember my last visit to Dr. Paternoster. He was terrified of the snowstorm that hit Europe last week and was hoping to get some sun. I proposed him a very long trip to Australia. Perhaps, you can contact him through mail.

    PRO: Oh, thank you very much. I'll update you soon about your possible return.

    Vlad grabbed the medical certificate, got off the chair and started to walk silently out the room.
    #8 Prince Vee, Jan 22, 2019
    Last edited by moderator Jeff Deliverer of Mail: Jan 23, 2019
  9. Lee

    Lee Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it's Supermod!

    Jan 9, 2007
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    You say he's formerly Vee ADZ but is introduced as Vee ADZ.
  10. Prince Vee

    Prince Vee Better than I think I am

    Nov 25, 2014
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    Sorry, i got a little confused there.

    Announced as:

    Introducing first, From Crawley, South East England, weighing 202 pounds, Vlad Azarov!

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