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| Dagger Dave | Jun 22 2010, 06:20 PM Post #1 |
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The Sadistic One
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Handler Info Name: Brandon Email: likebrandon@yahoo.com Messengers: ...no clue ![]() Experience: 5 years How Did You Hear About Us: RoughKut Wrestler Info Name: Dagger Dave Nickname: "The Sadistic One" Alignment: Monster Heel Height: 6'4" Weight: 253 lbs. Billed From: San Francisco, California Developmental Territory: Golden Boy Wrestling Likeness: Sick Nick Mondo Manager: None Entrance Music: "Voices" by Rev Theory Entrance Description [/i] Gimmick Dagger Dave is the ultimate douchebag. He thinks only about himself, backstabs everyone and plays mind games to get to the opponents. He is the man that will be out there destroying his opponent to send a message. He is a megalomaniac and a perfectionist, a very deadly combo that brings his arrogance to a whole new level. He thinks that he deserves everything and will stop at nothing to achieve what he wants. Wrestling Style Very dirty wrestler, enjoys creating pain. HARDCORE SPECIALIST! Brawler, only goes up top when needed, Move List Finishers (Please include descriptions; no more than two (2)) 1. Backstabbed (Spike Butterfly Piledriver) 2. Fatal Wound (Superkick) Signature Moves (These are regular moves that you have trademarked/No Finisher type moves here) 1. Death By Dagger (Dragon Sleeper) Generic Moves (Up to five (5) in each category) Standing: 1. Heart Punch 2. Lariat 3. Brainbuster 4. Chop Block 5. Eye Gouge Ground: 1. Illegal Choke 2. Sleeper Hold 3. Boston Crab 4. Knee to Groin 5. Curb Stomp Corner: 1. Choke with Boot 2. Superplex 3. Ten Punches 4. Mudhole Stomps 5. Knee Strikes Running: 1. Kitchen Sink 2. Yakuza Kick 3. Spear 4. Shoulder Block 5. Hair Pull High Flying: 1. Second Rope Elbow Drop 2. Second Rope Knee Drop 3. Second Rope Double Stomp 4. Second Rope Crossbody 5. Second Rope Leg Drop Sample RP “All I do is win, no matter what. I have just defeated the giant in this tournament, Supreme Machine, and am now moving onto the next round of the tournament. With eighteen people out, there are only sixteen left to go and my current opponent is Doug E. Fresh of Sin City Wrestling, a cocky guy that somehow is loved by the fans. I give him props for making it to the next round, but I am simply going to use my agile tactics and explosive speed to take him out much like I did Supreme Machine. He barely made it through the first round, much like I did, but he now gets stopped by me.” “Anyone that shows signs of being cocky shows signs that they have to try and get to your head in order to win the match. However, I have one of the calmest heads in the game, so if he thinks that he is going to try and trash talk his way into my brain, then he has another thing coming. I am “The Ninja”, the man that finished third last year in the RoughKut Invitational Tournament last year and I’ll be damned if I fall short again. I have sacrificed far too much just to finish below the true champion! If anyone in this tournament thinks they can stop me, then they best have a stronger desire to win than me, because I have the heart of a lion and I guarantee it is going to take me far into this tournament!” “Doug E. Fresh, if you want to even think about beating me, you best be the better wrestler, the better man, and have the better heart, but right now, I think I have all three of those categories over you. Those three things are going to help me become victorious in our match and send you out of Las Vegas on a one way ticket back to your federation. There aren’t many that have gotten a victory over me, so I don’t plan on letting you join that club. In fact, I’ll use some arrogance of my own and take a page out of your book. You best book your flight home now, because when you step into that ring, you’re going to see an absolute domination on my behalf that will force you down for the three count.” “Time’s ticking until your downfall in this match. If I were you, I’d savor these last few days in Vegas before I beat you and advance to the Quarterfinals of this tournament. It’s a sad thing to hear that you have be defeated this round, Doug, but that’s life. Only one person is going to win this tournament and I am doing the best I can to make sure that it is going to be me. You just happen to be an obstacle in my way that needs to be ran over in order for me to reach my goal of winning this tournament. Losing is not an option for me, so it will be an honor to face you in that ring, but you won’t be leaving that ring the winner.” x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x Location: RKW Arena Time: 10:20 PM Date: June 20th, 2010 “One…Two…Three, that’s it, fight is over!” The crowd was going insane after that great match. Naomichi Hayashi, gripping onto his ribs, had his hand raised in the air by the referee, announcing him the winner of the match. The downed Supreme Machine rolled onto his stomach, attempting to regain his breath. Exiting the ring, Naomichi made his ascent up the ramp, playing alongside the cheering of the crowd. He quickly made it behind the stage and made his way to his locker room, looking to make his way out of the arena and get some much needed sleep. Making it to his locker room in a flash, he takes a seat on the bench and grabs two IcyHot sleeves from his black Adidas bag. He places them onto his ribs in the sections where he is currently injured. Allowing for the sleeves to do their job for a brief moment, he begins to change out from his wrestling attire and into his casual clothing. All he could think about was getting some shut-eye. He was sore, being beaten menacingly by the hands of Supreme Machine. Sure, he won the match, but it took a major toll on his body. He had to have a minimum of one broken rib, a bruised sternum, and a couple of deep bruises all across his body. Now donning a black shirt saying “Japan’s Finest” on the front of the shirt and a picture of Hayashi on the back of it, blue denim jeans with a hole in the left kneecap area, and black Nike Hyperdunk’s, Naomichi zips up his Adidas bag and starts to walk out of his locker room when all of all people walk up to him…it’s Jason Violent, the man that eliminated Hayashi in the fifth edition of the RoughKut Invitational Tournament. Naomichi had come to envy Violent, as he has never been able to gain the upper hand on Violent. “Hey, Naomichi, I just wanted to congratulate you on that hard earned victory of yours.” Violent extended his right hand slowly, hoping to show that he had mutual respect for Naomichi. Looking at the hand for awhile, Naomichi thought about just blowing it off, considering he has yet to defeat Violent. “Thanks, good job on your match, too.” It seemed like the nice guy part of Naomichi was getting the better of him, as his right hand seemed like a magnet pulling towards Violent’s hand, shaking it. “I was coming in to wonder how you were doing. I know that the wrestling business has been getting tough and you were being pushed aside.” That to Naomichi was a low blow. He was having a hard time with work coming into this tournament, and felt Jason Violent did not need to bring that up. ”It’s whatever honestly. After I win this tournament, maybe they can put me in the spot I actually deserve to be in.” Jason Violent chuckled, enjoying the heart and passionate spirit that Hayashi had within him. ”Well, if you make it to the Semi-Finals, I’ll be waiting for you. I’ll see you then.” Naomichi then went into flashback mode, when he was facing Jason Violent last year and fell to him the classic match the two put on before he was literally out of all energy, making him unable to kick out from any of the three times the referee hit his hand on the mat. Going back into reality, he noticed that Jason was gone, as if he somehow disappeared like it was nothing. Clenching his fist with envy and jealousy, Naomichi could not stand the idea of losing to Jason Violent again. If those two were to meet in the Semi-Finals, Hayashi was going to make sure that he that history did not repeat itself. He exited his locker room and was just trying to avoid everyone that was still left in the tournament, because he could face anyone of them at anytime and he wasn’t in the mood to talk after having his brief conversation with Jason Violent. Easily slipping through the arena, he made it outside, where he was to meet Bruce Charming for a ride back to the hotel. However, he was barraged by fans looking to get a picture with him or wanting him to sign his John Hancock on something, from a piece of paper to their baby’s head. I mean, who asks for that? ”Alright, people, I need to get to my ride. If I missed you, I apologize, but I got to get going.” Pulling himself out of the crowd, he made his way to the black limousine, where in the driver’s seat; Bruce Charming waited for Naomichi to enter the car so he could leave. ”Excuse me, Mister Hayashi! Naomichi rolled his eyes, turning around to see a middle aged man in a tan business suit. ”Look man, I got to get to the hotel, we can talk later.” That was obviously not an option for the man. ”Please, allow me to introduce myself. I am Mister Jacobs, I help operate things at RoughKut Industries. I want to tell you that I was very pleased to see the showing you had tonight during your match.” The pep talk definitely helped raise Naomichi’s spirits off of Violent and his injuries. He just shrugged his shoulders though, not sure how to truly respond. ”Thanks, it was an alright match I guess…” ”Well, I have come to understand The Executives of Catch Twenty-Two Incorporated have come into contact with you.” Naomichi remembered who they were. Those were the buffoons that gave Naomichi a ten grand check thinking that he was going to take up their offer. Even though he ripped up the letter, he went and spent the money all on poker and drinks in an absolute party night. Naomichi thought that this Mister Jacobs character wouldn’t appreciate it though if he said he accepted the check. ”Yeah, but I tore up their letter. I don’t plan on throwing a match for that little amount of money.” ”I am glad to hear that you made the right choice between the two. The fate of RoughKut Industries could rest in the hands of the winner of this tournament, so hopefully everything pans out the way it should and this threat fades away. There are still several superstars out there that have been corrupted into join The Executives. I don’t know the fate of Doug E. Fresh, whom you will be facing next round, but all I can do is support you in our tournament and wish you the best of luck.” Mister Jacobs extends his hand out and Naomichi shakes it in a sign of respect, flashing a little smirk on his face. ”Yeah, I don’t plan on losing to Fresh. He’s good, but I got him beat in a bunch of categories. You can count on me to get past him and make it to the next round, Mister Jacobs.” Jacobs grew a giant smile, flashing his perfectly white teeth that glimmered in the lights around the arena. ”Alright, Mister Hayashi, I am counting on you! Take care and stay safe!” Naomichi waved adieu to Mister Jacobs and walked towards the limousine. He opened the door and entered it, to see Charming making out with a woman. Noticing Hayashi, he stopped his love fest to greet him. ”Hey, Hayashi, I’d like you to meet Meredith. I found her by the bar and we have just had a great connection. Looking at the woman, Naomichi noticed it was a male cross dresser, much to his horror. ”How’s it going, honey?” The voice was incredibly deep, but Bruce had to have been intoxicated to not notice. ”Alright, let’s get him to the hotel, and then you and I can have a room to ourselves!” Location: Naomichi’s Hotel Room Time: 11:15 PM A tired Naomichi opened his hotel door and flung his bag onto the floor, ready to hit the hay, his injuries and current mood sucking him into the bed. However, he noticed a letter on his bed, from The Executives. Opening the letter, the first thing Naomichi checked for was money. This time, he found twenty-thousand dollars enclosed in the letter. Throwing the rest of the letter’s content in the trash, Naomichi pocketed the check and collapsed onto the bed. He fell asleep, thinking about his run last year and how far he could go this year. However, his sleep soon became a nightmare, as failure came into his mind. The first image that popped into his head was Jason Violent. ”You think you honestly have a chance of defeating me? You don’t even deserve to be in that ring! Your run last year was one of the biggest flukes in wrestling history! If you think that you are even going to get past Doug E. Fresh, then you have another thing coming! He is ten times better than you! You best just leave now, because he is going to embarrass you in front of all your supposed “fans”, friends, and family!” The figure of Jason Violent disappeared, only for Mister Jacobs to appear with a grimacing look on his face. ”How could you lose like that Naomichi? I trusted you to win this tournament to keep RoughKut Industries alive! Now, we are done, we have lost to Catch Twenty-Two! This is all because you failed to live up to expectations. I knew I should not have trusted you to actually keep RoughKut Industries going! Now, I am out of a job, as well as everyone else in the company! I hope that you let this haunt you for the rest of your life, because you cost RoughKut Industries everything!” The nightmare would not end there, as silhouette figures approached Naomichi now. ”Naomichi Hayashi, you should have joined us when you had the chance! It’s okay now though, because your failure to keep RoughKut Industries alive has helped us prosper! We, The Executives of Catch Twenty-Two, knew that we would face resistance on our offer, but with you being one of the main ones, we knew that we didn’t have to worry about any TRUE competition. We hope that you continue on with your miserable life, as this definitely will pretty much end your wrestling career.” The figures disappear and for some odd reason, Bruce Charming comes into the dream. ”Hayashi, why didn’t you tell me that Meredith was man! I mean, sure I was drunk at the time, but can’t you help a brother out? I just can’t believe you let me go through with that. I mean…Gargamel…I told myself I wasn’t going to fall into the trap of cross dressers and transvestites again! What was I thinking? I have to seriously start checking for beans and a frank first from now on…come on man, tell me next time!” Charming disappeared, only for Meredith to come now. ”Hey there, sugar, I can show you a good time…” Naomichi yelled at the top of his lungs, waking up from the terrible slumber. Sweat drenched his face, his veins popping out, adrenaline pumping. He tried to calm down the best he can, the thought of failure now really hitting his mind. He didn’t want to fall short like he did last year, but…what if he actually did? It was a bad thought, but it brought up a bunch of questions. He looked at the trash bin, where the letter he threw away, thinking that maybe joining them could be a good thing. But he couldn’t do that to everyone that was close to him, it wasn’t right. Naomichi realized he was in a crossroad, one that corrupted his mind with greed and evil, the other with what was right and pure. Pulling out the letter, Naomichi went over it several times, thinking about the decision. Was he going to join The Executives or stay true to Mister Jacobs and RoughKut Industries? Reading over the letter one more time, Naomichi finally came to a decision. He placed his hands on the top of the letter, and then proceeded into ripping it in half. He knew what happened last year when greed got to his head. This year was going to be a different one, as he was going to make sure he was going to win the tournament this year. Failure was not in the vocabulary in this year’s edition of Naomichi’s dictionary. He was going to make sure he won this tournament, the right way this time. |
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| RickRampage | Jun 22 2010, 06:23 PM Post #2 |
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Umm, I accept |
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| AC Thunder | Jun 22 2010, 06:25 PM Post #3 |
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Umm, I'm seconding the acceptance, thereby making it official. |
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| Allister Black | Jun 22 2010, 11:20 PM Post #4 |
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You two might accept, but I hear voices in my head...they talk to me...just thought yall might wanna know that. |
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