Post by WilliamSteele on Feb 15, 2013 23:21:14 GMT -5
Name-Mystery Mister X
Experience- 8 years
Email-
Referred by a friend
Wrestler’s Name- Arthur Vanderlay
Nickname- Art Vanderlay
Billed from- Nashville, TN
Manager-
Age- 27
Height- 6’5”
Weight- 250lbs
Face/Heel status- Heel
Theme music- Greatest American Hero
Gimmick- An asshole with nothing to do
Pic base- DeadPool
Appearance- All black outfit except for his mask with is black with a wide red stripe
In the ring – All black outfit except for his mask with is black with a wide red stripe
Out of the ring- All black outfit except for his mask with is black with a wide red stripe
Personality- An asshole who got bored with his job and wanted something better to do. He is the type of person who would stand on the opposite side of the street and watch someone get mugged on the other side. He would steal the last loaf of marble rye bread from an old woman, shove women and children out of his way to escape a burning building, sell a broken wheelchair to paraplegic woman, he would pop the protective bubble that a boy with no immunities has to live in, convince a Pakistani restaurant owner to change his menu to reflect his homeland. He is bad man, a very bad man.
Bio- Art inherited his father’s import export business Vanderlay Industries where they would import chips ie: potato chips, and sometimes corn chips and where they would export diapers. After several years he grew bored and
Wrestling Style- Brawler/technician
Entrance- Greatest American Hero starts to play over the PA system as Art Vanderlay comes out from behind the curtains, with his arms extend out to his side running around the stage like an airplane. He stops and looks around the stage before flipping off the crowd and resumes acting like an airplane down the ramp. As he nears the ring Art runs and dives under the bottom rope intp the ring, nearly sliding out the other side, with a quick spin-a-rooni he stands on his feet as the music fades.
Finishing Move- The Import(Canadian Destroyer)
Signature Move- Exported(Jackhammer)
Moves- Backhand chop
Standing dropkick
Elbow smash
Powerbomb
Suplex
Armbar
Triangle hold
Sleeper hold
German suplex
Flashback
Belly to back
Russian leg sweep
Throwback
Swinging neckbreaker
Ddt
Spear
Diving elbow drop
Diving leg drop
Double axehandle
Missile dropkick
Running clothesline
Superplex
Hiptoss
Drop toe hold
Figure four leg lock
Boston crab
Single leg boston crab
Sharpshooter
Camel clutch
Dragon sleeper
Anaconda vise
Kimura lock
Cross armbar
Gut kick
Knife edge chop
mount punches
stomps to the arm
stomps to the leg
leg breaker
vaulting bodypress to the outside
springboard forearm smash
springboard splash
enzuigiri
running powerslam
gogoplata
~~Scene fades into a quaint diner in midtown New York City, Art Vanderlay is sitting in a booth with his friends Roger Smith an eccentric slacker, Debbie Gibson a publisher for Peterburg Publishing and Jason Alexander who works for the New York Mets.~~
Art- So I guess I will go ahead and bring up the elephant in the room….WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ON YOUR HEAD JASON?!
Jason-*running his fingers through his “hair”* It’s called hair my good man.
Art- Really?
Jason-*Again running his fingers through his “hair”* Really, really.
Art- Are you sure you don’t mean toupee?
Jason-*running fingers through the other side of his “hair” You wish, this is one hundred percent all real, my good man.
Art- You have to be shitting me…or wait is that shitty hair on your head transplanted from your ass, because there is no way on god’s green Earth that you grew hair in less than six hours…
Jason- Nope not even a hair transplant can give you luscious locks…
~~Just then Debbie grabs the hair piece off of Jason’s head revealing his bald head~~
Debbie- THERE! NOW BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!
Art- Damn…what crawled up in your ass?
Debbie- *sighs* I’m sorry, I just haven’t been able to sleep…this dog in the courtyard barks all night…
Roger- You know, I could help you with that problem, I know a guy who…can fix your little problem…
Debbie- *perks up a bit looking over at Roger* Really? Is he good?
Roger- He’s the best, but it won’t be cheap…
Art- Screw that…I’ll take of the dog and all you have to do is flash me your awesome rack for a full two minutes…Because I mean come on the only person Roger really knows is Eastman that fat fuck of meter reader.
~~Debbie shocked and disgusted slaps Art as she storms from the diner~~
Art-*leans back sighing*- You know that top button on your shirt is out of place, the second button makes or breaks a shirt…and for you my friend...
~~Art reaches across the table and slams Jason’s face into the table several times shattering the plate and cutting his face~~
Art- It breaks you
~~Art starts chuckling menacingly as he looks over at Roger who leans back into the booth putting his hands up as if to shield himself~~
Art- Do you have anything useful to say or should we just go take care of that damn dog?
Roger- Giddy up!
~~The scene fades out as Art and Roger stand from the booth leaving Jason unconscious and bleeding on the table. Several moments later the scene fades back to show Art standing in a dark courtyard looking down at small fluffy white dog~~
Art- DEBBIE!...DEBBIE WAKE THE FUCK UP!
~~After a few minutes Debbie walks out into the courtyard in robe blurry eyed~~
Debbie- What?...what do you want Art?
Art- Is this the dog that is keeping you up?
Debbie *looking down at the dog*- Yes…please just make it stop barking so I can sleep…
Art- You know the deal…
Debbie- Yadda, yadda, yadda
~~Debbie opens her robe revealing she is nude beneath, she stands there with her hands on hips as Art looks towards the camera and nods. The scene fades out as a gun is heard being cocked and a few moments later is fired and a whimper before the scene ends~~
Experience- 8 years
Email-
Referred by a friend
Wrestler’s Name- Arthur Vanderlay
Nickname- Art Vanderlay
Billed from- Nashville, TN
Manager-
Age- 27
Height- 6’5”
Weight- 250lbs
Face/Heel status- Heel
Theme music- Greatest American Hero
Gimmick- An asshole with nothing to do
Pic base- DeadPool
Appearance- All black outfit except for his mask with is black with a wide red stripe
In the ring – All black outfit except for his mask with is black with a wide red stripe
Out of the ring- All black outfit except for his mask with is black with a wide red stripe
Personality- An asshole who got bored with his job and wanted something better to do. He is the type of person who would stand on the opposite side of the street and watch someone get mugged on the other side. He would steal the last loaf of marble rye bread from an old woman, shove women and children out of his way to escape a burning building, sell a broken wheelchair to paraplegic woman, he would pop the protective bubble that a boy with no immunities has to live in, convince a Pakistani restaurant owner to change his menu to reflect his homeland. He is bad man, a very bad man.
Bio- Art inherited his father’s import export business Vanderlay Industries where they would import chips ie: potato chips, and sometimes corn chips and where they would export diapers. After several years he grew bored and
Wrestling Style- Brawler/technician
Entrance- Greatest American Hero starts to play over the PA system as Art Vanderlay comes out from behind the curtains, with his arms extend out to his side running around the stage like an airplane. He stops and looks around the stage before flipping off the crowd and resumes acting like an airplane down the ramp. As he nears the ring Art runs and dives under the bottom rope intp the ring, nearly sliding out the other side, with a quick spin-a-rooni he stands on his feet as the music fades.
Finishing Move- The Import(Canadian Destroyer)
Signature Move- Exported(Jackhammer)
Moves- Backhand chop
Standing dropkick
Elbow smash
Powerbomb
Suplex
Armbar
Triangle hold
Sleeper hold
German suplex
Flashback
Belly to back
Russian leg sweep
Throwback
Swinging neckbreaker
Ddt
Spear
Diving elbow drop
Diving leg drop
Double axehandle
Missile dropkick
Running clothesline
Superplex
Hiptoss
Drop toe hold
Figure four leg lock
Boston crab
Single leg boston crab
Sharpshooter
Camel clutch
Dragon sleeper
Anaconda vise
Kimura lock
Cross armbar
Gut kick
Knife edge chop
mount punches
stomps to the arm
stomps to the leg
leg breaker
vaulting bodypress to the outside
springboard forearm smash
springboard splash
enzuigiri
running powerslam
gogoplata
~~Scene fades into a quaint diner in midtown New York City, Art Vanderlay is sitting in a booth with his friends Roger Smith an eccentric slacker, Debbie Gibson a publisher for Peterburg Publishing and Jason Alexander who works for the New York Mets.~~
Art- So I guess I will go ahead and bring up the elephant in the room….WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ON YOUR HEAD JASON?!
Jason-*running his fingers through his “hair”* It’s called hair my good man.
Art- Really?
Jason-*Again running his fingers through his “hair”* Really, really.
Art- Are you sure you don’t mean toupee?
Jason-*running fingers through the other side of his “hair” You wish, this is one hundred percent all real, my good man.
Art- You have to be shitting me…or wait is that shitty hair on your head transplanted from your ass, because there is no way on god’s green Earth that you grew hair in less than six hours…
Jason- Nope not even a hair transplant can give you luscious locks…
~~Just then Debbie grabs the hair piece off of Jason’s head revealing his bald head~~
Debbie- THERE! NOW BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!
Art- Damn…what crawled up in your ass?
Debbie- *sighs* I’m sorry, I just haven’t been able to sleep…this dog in the courtyard barks all night…
Roger- You know, I could help you with that problem, I know a guy who…can fix your little problem…
Debbie- *perks up a bit looking over at Roger* Really? Is he good?
Roger- He’s the best, but it won’t be cheap…
Art- Screw that…I’ll take of the dog and all you have to do is flash me your awesome rack for a full two minutes…Because I mean come on the only person Roger really knows is Eastman that fat fuck of meter reader.
~~Debbie shocked and disgusted slaps Art as she storms from the diner~~
Art-*leans back sighing*- You know that top button on your shirt is out of place, the second button makes or breaks a shirt…and for you my friend...
~~Art reaches across the table and slams Jason’s face into the table several times shattering the plate and cutting his face~~
Art- It breaks you
~~Art starts chuckling menacingly as he looks over at Roger who leans back into the booth putting his hands up as if to shield himself~~
Art- Do you have anything useful to say or should we just go take care of that damn dog?
Roger- Giddy up!
~~The scene fades out as Art and Roger stand from the booth leaving Jason unconscious and bleeding on the table. Several moments later the scene fades back to show Art standing in a dark courtyard looking down at small fluffy white dog~~
Art- DEBBIE!...DEBBIE WAKE THE FUCK UP!
~~After a few minutes Debbie walks out into the courtyard in robe blurry eyed~~
Debbie- What?...what do you want Art?
Art- Is this the dog that is keeping you up?
Debbie *looking down at the dog*- Yes…please just make it stop barking so I can sleep…
Art- You know the deal…
Debbie- Yadda, yadda, yadda
~~Debbie opens her robe revealing she is nude beneath, she stands there with her hands on hips as Art looks towards the camera and nods. The scene fades out as a gun is heard being cocked and a few moments later is fired and a whimper before the scene ends~~
