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    Quote Originally Posted by JustCarl View Post
    Thanks for the heads up on the theme. I will change it then. Fixing the move list... But what do you mean phoenix splash? Carl doesn't have one. You talking about the 450?
    My bad, yeah I saw 450 but typed Phoenix. Your fixes look good though.

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    Real Name: N/A

    Gimmick Name: 'The Great' Milenko

    Announced As: 'The Great' Milenko

    Height: 5foot8

    Weight: 220

    Hometown: Salem, OR

    Billed From: The Dark Carnival

    Alignment: Heel

    Fill in the Blanks With Your Information:

    Introducing first from The Dark Carnival, weighing 220 lbs pounds, 'The Great' Milenko!

    Appearance:

    ----------------Hair Colour/Length: shoulder length Redish brown hair

    ----------------Eye Colour: Black

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

    ----------------Ring attire: :Black Tights

    ----------------Backstage Attire: same as above with a tattered jean jacket & a black baggy t-shirt

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

    ----------------Tattoos: None

    Sample Pic of Wrestler: Vampiro


    Main Gimmick: Former Mayhem Champion coming back to WZCW looking to cause as much mayhem & terror as humanly possible on behalf of someone (or something) called The Wraith

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick: Probably Psychotic (no one is 100% certain as he's never been diagnosed everyone tiptoes around him out of fear)

    Claims to have mystical powers given to him by The Wraith that resides in the big top at the center of The Dark Carnival

    Brief Bio/History: originally following his brother Alex Bowen to WZCW he managed to defeat him at the first Kingdom Come. After that he won the vacated Mayhem title by beating Eric Derf. After losing his title to Drake Callahan he left WZCW and returned to The Dark Carnival.

    Entrance Music: 'The Great' Milenko by ICP


    Entrance Description: The music starts to the pulsing of black strobe lights. After a couple minutes with no sign of Milenko on the stage they stop, plunging the entire arena into darkness. When they turn back on Milenko is in the ring (either behind his opponent or in the center of the ring waiting)

    Fighting Style: ultra-violent

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche: as a former Mayhem Champion he does have chronic pain in his left knee. He refuses to acknowledge it and gets furious when others do

    Finishing Moves (2 max): [Main Finisher] Hell's Pit (Tajiri's Buzzsaw Kick to the temple)
    [Video]https://youtu.be/PwPeG5HA30g[video]

    [Desperation Finisher] The Tempest ( CM Punk's Pepsi Plunge)


    Signature Moves (3 max): Piledriver
    Spinebuster
    Huge Boot

    12 Most Used Moves:
    1)Superplex
    2)Samoan Drop
    3)Punches to the face
    4)Powerbomb
    5)Sidewalk Slam
    6) Bicycle Kick
    7)Head butt
    8)European Uppercut
    9)Top Rope Flying Clothesline
    10) Spear
    11) neckbreaker
    12) Kitchen Sink (Knee to gut)

    Sample RP: 'The Great' Milenko vs Armando Paradyse (Juggalo Death Match)

    The camera turns on and shows a grainy black and white wide shot of the entrance to dingy, run down carnival complete with a dilapidated ticket booth next to a rotting welcome sign. The camera bounces slightly as the camera man walks through the entrance and jump as a gust of wind knocks down what's left of the welcome sign right as he walks by.

    As he moves closer toward the center of the carnival we're shown broken down games and rusted bumper cars. As we pass a disgusting looking but miraculously still working popcorn machine the camera jerks to a stop right in front of a giant painting beckoning the reader to "Come Enjoy The Freak Show!" with little illegible blurbs next to pictures of The Bearded Lady and The Amazingly Conjoined Twins holding The World's Smallest Midget in the palm of her/their hand. We hear the camera man sigh and the camera itself shakes back and forth as he shakes his head in disgust at the very un PC image in front of him.

    As the camera moves past the picture the image on the screen gets even more grainy and distorted and even goes out for a second before coming back on right in front of the giant black canvas tent that is the Big Top. The camera man goes to walk into the Big Top but stops when he hears a low voice coming from inside. The camera pans left & right before it the camera man moves into the weeds to the left and slowly makes his way around the huge tent. When he is far enough away from the entrance the camera shakes as he pulls a knife from his pocket and as quiet as possible he cuts a slit in the tent big enough for him to crawl through.

    As the camera adjusts to the dark we sees a small red spotlight shining on a man lounging in a chair right in the middle of the tent. The man himself looks to be in his late twenties to early 30s with his hair back in a single thick braid so it stays out of his face, pretty unremarkable until we see what he's holding in his hand.

    In his hand is a jet black crystal but what makes the camera man gasp is the fact it's an exact replica of a human infant's skull...and that the man is talking to it in a quiet, loving whisper.

    'The Great' Milenko: Is it finally time? Time for me to go back into the world and spread the Terror & Rage that belongs to my Lord and Master?

    He lifts the crystal skull higher and looks it in the eyes and cocks his head to the side like he's listening to it talk.

    'The Great' Milenko: You're right, the 10th Anniversary show for WZCW would be a perfect place to start bringing forth His reign of Terror.

    It's at this moment the camera man falls to his stomach terrified as a wind gust makes the lines holding the tent in place pull tight, making a loud snapping noise. The man pays the weather no heed as he reverently brings the mouth of the crystal skull to his ear and listens.

    [Color=red]'The Great' Milenko[/I]: Yes my Master, I will go. In your name I will go back to WZCW and make everyone remember what true Terror is.

    The man starts caressing the skull gently and talking to it again.

    'The Great' Milenko: Did you hear Him? He gave me the perfect opportunity to sew terror into the hearts of men. My specialty, a Juggalo Death Match. A match where 2 men are chained together at the neck by a length of solid steel. Then once that has occurred the only way to win is to make your opponent bleed like a stuck pig and only once that has happened you need to make them give up by any means necessary.

    The man moves his hand down to the skulls' cheek still gently caressing the smooth crystal.

    'The Great' Milenko: My opponent? The Wraith has chosen none other than former Mayhem Champion Armando Paradyse as the sacrifice I must make at his altar. Paradyse thinks it was his own idea to call WZCW management and ask for the most brutal match they had but my Masters' influence can be felt everywhere and by everyone.

    All of a sudden the man leaps out of the chair and falls to his knees, his forehead pressed against the skull he set on the ground.

    'The Great' Milenko: Thank you Armando Paradyse for the sacrifice you are destined to make at WZCW's 10th Anniversary show. It is with your blood that I will use to start the world down the glorious path that leads to my Master the Lord of Terror & Rage, The Wraith. I make you the promise that your sacrifice will not be in vain. Once I start down this path I will not stop until my Master is Lord of all.

    The camera man slowly gets up to his knees as the insane man lifts the skull in the air and waves it slowly around underneath the red light. He stops in a way that positions him looking right at the camera. He smiles and kisses the crystal skull before whispering to where the ear would be.

    'The Great' Milenko: Armando you will be the sacrifice that helps bring my Master into this world but you will not be the first sacrifice made in his name this moon cycle. That honor belongs to another.

    All of a sudden the camera falls to the ground and we see the camera man being dragged to the man in the middle of the tent by hulking things that look like shadows. When the camera man is brought before him Milenko caresses his cheek with the cheek of the crystal skull and whispers in his ear.

    'The Great' Milenko: That honor belongs to this gentleman.

    The last thing we hear before the camera is slowly shattered by a heavy foot is the camera man give a single scream of pure blood chilling terror.


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    Name: It's a crystal skull so it doesn't have a name. That would be crazy.

    NPC gimmick: A skull that Milenko always has with him when not in the ring. He talks to it like a lover would but it's also the conduit for him to get instructions from his Master, The Wraith.

    Sample pic of character


    Name: Edgar

    NPC gimmick: A reluctant disciple of Milenko who never leaves the Dark Carnival. Had is tongue cut out by Milenko for some blasphemous comments he made about The Wraith.

    Sample Pic Of Character: Captain Spaulding
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    Welcome back Milenko.

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    May I lead with a sample RP? Excellent.
    __________
    WZCW Headquarters Lobby, daytime.

    Business as usual in the entrance of HQ at lunch hour, which is to say not busy at all. Were it not for the sound of the receptionist idly dealing with a media query you would think the camera op forgot to plug in the audio input. The lobby is spacious, clean, and spruced up by a few scattered pieces of freestanding greenery. The camera op patiently keeps his lens aimed at the elevator, when the *bing* he's been waiting for arrives.

    Out steps a man unfamiliar to WZCW audiences. Bald head with a nearly shoulder length beared and dressed in a dark business attire with a resting smirk on his face, he carries a vinyl-bound file folder. He steps out of the elevator and notices the camera. His smirk only fades in the slightest as he begins to speak in a low, welcoming voice, though the content fails to reflect the tone;


    MAN: (gesturing to folder) The ink on this contract is yet to dry. I've yet to debut on your flagship program. In spite of that here you are already feeling entitled to my time. That's alright. You're simply doing your job. Doing what you've been instructed. Get a quick soundbyte from the new blood so we can feed it to our audience. Once again, you're following instructions. Please continue this trend of obedience and follow me.

    The camera op does so as the man walks to the exit. The op struggles to keep up with his stride.

    MAN: I expect your superiors would like me to introduce myself; who I am and why have I come to WZCW. I could give you a name and, hmm, perhaps some sort of championship ambition, but does that really tell you much? We all came to WZCW understanding that we'll be chasing carrots and dodging sticks. If you want to know me, I can't introduce myself properly unless I'm in that ring.

    Just outside the entrance, a traditional yellow taxi is waiting for our subject. He opens the back seat door and turns back, looking straight down the lens of the camera

    MAN: Introductions in this business aren't words. A handshake is a headlock and a "how are you?" is a black eye. If you want to know who I am, I'll show you in the ring...
    ...
    (The man's look down the lens turns into a glare.)
    ...
    well?

    CAMERA GUY: ... I'm sorry?

    MAN: I said that I'll show you in the ring.

    CAMERA GUY: Okay.

    MAN: You're not listening to me.

    CAMERA GUY: You said that you'll show me in the ring.

    MAN: Yes, you.

    CAMERA GUY: Yes. What?

    MAN: (gestures back to contract) This in my hand is power. A first-of-it's-kind contract. There will never be a second one like it. It's not exactly what one would call exceptionally lucrative, but money isn't always power. One of a handful of interesting perks that I benefit from is the indiscriminate selection of my debut opponent. I've decided to invoke that privilege against (points folder at camera guy) yourself.

    CAMERA GUY: Buh--but sir, I'm not a wrestler.

    MAN: Yes.

    CAMERA GUY: So why me?

    The man locks eyes with the camera and considers this for a moment. With a coldness, he finds the answer.

    MAN: Why not?

    He gets in the car. The taxi drives ahead a few feet but stops. The man rolls down his window.

    MAN: I'm sorry, where are my manners? I didn't get your name.

    CAMERA GUY: Muh... muh... Marvin.

    MAN: It was nice to meet you Marvin. You can call me Riley 39. I'll see you soon.

    Riley 39 rolls up the window, as the taxi drives away.

    FADE TO BLACK

    __________

    Real Name: Riley Waid

    Gimmick Name: Riley 39

    Announced As: Riley 39

    Height: 6'4"

    Weight: 230lbs

    Hometown: Montreal, Qc

    Billed From: Montreal, Qc

    Alignment: Heel

    Fill in the Blanks With Your Information:

    Introducing first from Montreal, Canada, weighing 230 pounds, Riley Thirty-Nine!

    Appearance:

    ----------------Hair Colour/Length: Bald

    ----------------Eye Colour: Blue

    ----------------Facial Hair: Longer dark beard

    ----------------Ring attire: black jeans, white sleeveless undershirt cut right up to the neck, boots and elbowpads

    ----------------Backstage Attire: Same as in ring gear, but with a black linen jacket, urban weight, generous cut

    ----------------Physical Features: Trim and cut

    ----------------Tattoos: None

    Sample Pic of Wrestler:


    Main Gimmick: sociopath in search of purpose

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick: Conceited, Focussed.

    Brief Bio/History: Not much is known about Riley 39. His wrestling background is limited but his natural ability (and calculated networking) helped him climb the ladder and get noticed by WZCW quickly.

    Entrance Music: (Jump to 0:36 if it didn't do it for ya.)


    Entrance Description: A methodical saunter to the ring, consuming his surroundings with his eyes.

    Fighting Style: Submission grappler.

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche: Once more, a limited stint in smaller promotions has kept Riley very healthy, but now that he's reached WZCW he's not looking to keep himself in mint condition. There's no time for that.

    Finishing Move: Proof of Life (Rings of Saturn. Riley likes to shout words of motivation, "encouraging" his opponent to hang on just a little longer.)

    Signature Moves (3 max):
    Blue Thunder Bomb
    Octopus Stretch
    Joint Manipulation (finger-bending, wrist-twisting, and all the cringe-worthy goodies that encourage "You Sick F**k" chants)

    12 Most Used Moves:
    Bulldog
    Crossbody
    Stomping fingers
    Body Scissors
    Armbar
    Kneebar
    Dragon Sleeper
    Yakuza kick
    Back Suplex
    Fireman's carry
    Shoulder claw
    Front Chancery
    Last edited by @smarkmouth; 08-02-2019 at 12:30 AM.

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    I have a feeling Marvin the Camera Guy might show up in a few more pieces of my content, so here's the NPC application;

    Name: Marvin

    NPC gimmick: A camera guy. Very nervous, slight stammer. What do you want? He's a camera guy.

    Sample pic of character:

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    Real Name: Mr. Jones

    Gimmick Name: Mr. Jones

    Announced As: Mr. Jones

    Height: 6'5"

    Weight: 280 lbs

    Hometown: Cleveland, Ohio

    Billed From: Cleveland, Ohio

    Alignment: Face

    Fill in the Blanks With Your Information:

    Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 280 pounds, Mr. Jones!

    Appearance:

    Hair Colour/Length: Bald

    Eye Colour: Brown

    Facial Hair: Full beard, nicely trimmed/cropped.

    Ring attire: Jeans and boots.

    Backstage Attire: Jeans, boots, black tank top.

    Physical Features: Wears an eye patch over his left eye.

    Tattoos: Old gang tattoos on both arms.

    Sample Pic of Wrestler:

    Main Gimmick: Former gang member. Was the "muscle" for Tyrone Blades and the Hollow Ones.

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick: Former manager of Tyrone Blades. Essentially a former thug and prison inmate trying to make his way back up in the world. Somehow gets himself in the most...interesting situations. Major trash talker even with his closest friends. Stuck being the target of jokes usually.

    Brief Bio/History: Mr. Jones once ran with a gang in Cleveland when he was a teenager. He also worked alongside Tyrone Blades in a side hustle until things went south. He ended up taking the rap for it all and was in prison for ten years before Tyrone's lawyers could get him released. After being released, he joined Tyrone in the Hollow Ones as the muscle of the group. Once Tyrone decided to retire to focus on his community work, Jones followed him to assist. However, he decided it was time to find out if he could cut it in WZCW himself. Mr. Jones may not even remember what his first name is. Mr. Jones is in reality a big softie underneath all the posturing.

    Entrance Music:

    Entrance Description: Mr. Jones makes his way out to the top of the entrance stage, chomping on a big cigar. He looks out at the crowd before smiling big as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, slapping hands with the fans and especially taking time to chat up women that are at ringside. He then slides into the ring, climbing to the second turnbuckle and flexing his muscles before winking at the camera.

    Fighting Style: Brawler/Powerhouse

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche: Only has one good eye, so depth perception is an issue. No formal training aside from prison fighting. Mr. Jones is a textbook definition of bull in a china shop.

    Finishing Moves (2 max):

    Flashback (Scott Norton's Inverted Shoulderbreaker)
    The Pounce

    Signature Moves (3 max):

    Standing Release Uranage
    Gorilla Press Drop onto ropes or turnbuckle
    Bionic Elbow

    12 Most Used Moves:

    Big Boot
    Airplane Spin
    Short Arm Lariat
    Clinching knee strikes in corner
    Repeated body slams (for the cheap pop)
    Backbreaker
    Sidewalk Slam
    Rib Breaker
    Gutbuster
    Repeated stomps in corner
    Snake Eyes
    Running Splash (corner or downed opponent)


    HR Person: Yes you need to provide us a sample interview Mr. Uhh

    The HR person flips through her notes, lazily scanning for the name of the newest member of WZCW.

    HR Person: Mr. Jonas?

    The camera pans around to a large towering figure, his arms crossed and his back to the camera. A large puff of smoke escapes and blows back towards the HR person who begins coughing overdramatically.

    HR Person: You can't smoke in here! Put that out immediately.

    A large boasting laughter comes from the towering man as he slowly turns, the eyepatch over his left eye becoming immediately noticeable. He grins wide as he takes the cigar out of his mouth for a moment as he points towards the HR person, then proceeds to take a long drag from the cigar and exhaling slowly.

    Mr. Jones: Let's get it correct mo'fucka. It's Mr. Motherfucking Jones, and I'm here to do what the fuck I wanna do, ya dig?

    HR Person: R...right Mr. Motherfu....I can't say that.

    Mr. Jones: Then consider this my sample interview. The Hollow Ones ain't no more but I'm here to knock heads and split wigs.

    With Love naturally.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Ty Burna View Post
    Real Name: Mr. Jones

    Gimmick Name: Mr. Jones

    Announced As: Mr. Jones

    Height: 6'5"

    Weight: 280 lbs

    Hometown: Cleveland, Ohio

    Billed From: Cleveland, Ohio

    Alignment: Face

    Fill in the Blanks With Your Information:

    Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 280 pounds, Mr. Jones!

    Appearance:

    Hair Colour/Length: Bald

    Eye Colour: Brown

    Facial Hair: Full beard, nicely trimmed/cropped.

    Ring attire: Jeans and boots.

    Backstage Attire: Jeans, boots, black tank top.

    Physical Features: Wears an eye patch over his left eye.

    Tattoos: Old gang tattoos on both arms.

    Sample Pic of Wrestler:

    Main Gimmick: Former gang member. Was the "muscle" for Tyrone Blades and the Hollow Ones.

    2 Characteristics of Gimmick: Former manager of Tyrone Blades. Essentially a former thug and prison inmate trying to make his way back up in the world. Somehow gets himself in the most...interesting situations. Major trash talker even with his closest friends. Stuck being the target of jokes usually.

    Brief Bio/History: Mr. Jones once ran with a gang in Cleveland when he was a teenager. He also worked alongside Tyrone Blades in a side hustle until things went south. He ended up taking the rap for it all and was in prison for ten years before Tyrone's lawyers could get him released. After being released, he joined Tyrone in the Hollow Ones as the muscle of the group. Once Tyrone decided to retire to focus on his community work, Jones followed him to assist. However, he decided it was time to find out if he could cut it in WZCW himself. Mr. Jones may not even remember what his first name is. Mr. Jones is in reality a big softie underneath all the posturing.

    Entrance Music:

    Entrance Description: Mr. Jones makes his way out to the top of the entrance stage, chomping on a big cigar. He looks out at the crowd before smiling big as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, slapping hands with the fans and especially taking time to chat up women that are at ringside. He then slides into the ring, climbing to the second turnbuckle and flexing his muscles before winking at the camera.

    Fighting Style: Brawler/Powerhouse

    Previous Injuries/Character Psyche: Only has one good eye, so depth perception is an issue. No formal training aside from prison fighting. Mr. Jones is a textbook definition of bull in a china shop.

    Finishing Moves (2 max):

    Flashback (Scott Norton's Inverted Shoulderbreaker)
    The Pounce

    Signature Moves (3 max):

    Standing Release Uranage
    Gorilla Press Drop onto ropes or turnbuckle
    Bionic Elbow

    12 Most Used Moves:

    Big Boot
    Airplane Spin
    Short Arm Lariat
    Clinching knee strikes in corner
    Repeated body slams (for the cheap pop)
    Backbreaker
    Sidewalk Slam
    Rib Breaker
    Gutbuster
    Repeated stomps in corner
    Snake Eyes
    Running Splash (corner or downed opponent)


    HR Person: Yes you need to provide us a sample interview Mr. Uhh

    The HR person flips through her notes, lazily scanning for the name of the newest member of WZCW.

    HR Person: Mr. Jonas?

    The camera pans around to a large towering figure, his arms crossed and his back to the camera. A large puff of smoke escapes and blows back towards the HR person who begins coughing overdramatically.

    HR Person: You can't smoke in here! Put that out immediately.

    A large boasting laughter comes from the towering man as he slowly turns, the eyepatch over his left eye becoming immediately noticeable. He grins wide as he takes the cigar out of his mouth for a moment as he points towards the HR person, then proceeds to take a long drag from the cigar and exhaling slowly.

    Mr. Jones: Let's get it correct mo'fucka. It's Mr. Motherfucking Jones, and I'm here to do what the fuck I wanna do, ya dig?

    HR Person: R...right Mr. Motherfu....I can't say that.

    Mr. Jones: Then consider this my sample interview. The Hollow Ones ain't no more but I'm here to knock heads and split wigs.

    With Love naturally.


    Welcome back bro. You're in for this round.

    Stop by Spidey's Snack Shack and get yourself a bite!

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