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YOUR NAME: Danny/Duke
Best way to contact: Discord Duke Kosloff, Facebook Duke Kosloff, or the network
WRESTLERS NAME: "The Soviet Destroyer" Duke Kosloff
Wrestlers Island: Anarchy Island
WRESTLERS AGE: 37, 10/31/1982
WRESTLERS HEIGHT: 7'4"
WRESTLERS WEIGHT: 298
Wrestlers Home Town/Country: Born in Moscow, Russia, but hails from Part's Unknown!!!
WRESTLERS STYLE: Powerhouse, Grappler
WRESTLERS ALLIGNMENT: Chaotic
WRESTLERS Picbase: Stian Bjorne
Description of looks: Good looking, well groomed, dresses for the occasion, Has some scars but well built.
In-Ring Gear: Black or Red leather pants with a gold Soviet Symbol on them, normally no shirt
Entrance Section
Entrance Music: "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran: youtu.be/2fngvQS_PmQ
Standard Entrance: The arena goes dark as pyros start to light up throughout the arena as the arena fills with smoke and flames. A monster of a man slowly appears walking down the ramp as passes by men standing in hooded robes symbol for Chaos on them as they all hold the Book of Chaos in their hands. Pyros shoot flames into the air you can hear "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran playing. Duke methodically enters the ring stepping over the top rope making his way to the center of the ring standing there like a God as he waits for the bell to ring.
Champion Entrance: The arena goes dark as "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran plays throughout the arena, pyros start to goes off lighting up the place with red and Gold flames. A throne with the man known as Duke Kosloff rises from the ground and is lifted high into the air by several men in robes as they begin to carry the him and the thrown to the ring. As they reach the ring he steps over the top rope making his way to the center of the ring where he holds his championship high into the air like the one true God of champions he is as he waits for the bell to ring.
WRESTLERS MOVE SET
The more you give the more you get… help us help you.
Standing Moves
1. Iron Claw
2. Belly to Belly
3. Sidewalk Slam
4. European Uppercut
5. Spine Buster
6. Choke Slam
7. Triple German Suplex
8. Full Nelson Slam
9. Pumphandle Slam
10. Bulldog
Ground Moves
1. Armbar
2. Leg Scissors
3. Mounted Punches Kicks
4. Surfboard
5. Elbows to the back of the head
Running Moves
1. Spear
2. Claymore Kick
3. Clothesline From Hell
4. Spinning DDT
5. Superman Punch
6. Running Power Slam
Aerial Moves
1. Spinning Heel Kick, Moonsault, Suicide Dive, Top Rope Leg Drop, Springboard Forearm.
2. Moonsault
3. Suicide Dive
4. Top Rope Leg Drop
5. Springboard Forearm
Submission Moves
1. Anaconda Vise
2. Camel Clutch
3. Sleeper Hold
4. Guillotine Choke
5. STF
Taunts
1. Walks around the ring firing a flamethrower towards the crowd.
2. He stands on the turn buckle making a slicing motion across his throat as he shouts "FEEL THE BURN"
3. ?
Signature Moves
1. Hunters Cross Face (Crippler cross face)
2. End Of Days (450 splashes)
3. Monsters Drop (Samoan Drop)
Finisher
1. Killing Spree (powerbomb off top rope spinning)
2. The Monster's Vice (cranium crunch)
WRESTLERS BIO:
September 21, 1994.
It's the anniversary of Duke Kosloffs dads murder, as Duke sits in his bedroom trying to get past all the pain and sorrow as he tries to remember the few things he does remember about his father. As he sits there his adoptive mother a woman of very loose and sketchy morals and ethics can be heard stumbling down the hallway of the huge mansion. Like normal she is high on Vicodin and other painkillers while drunk on whatever expensive liqueur she has on hand. Dressed in nothing more than a sheer nighty with no panties or bra as normal for her.
Duke can hear her fumbling around with his doorknob as he sits there knowing what's about to happen once again. He prepares himself for what's to come as she finally manages to turn the doorknob and open the door. She stands in the doorway to his room with a look of pure lust and desire as she rubs herself. Duke sits there as she walks over to him placing her hand on his shoulder bending down as she begins to softly speak into his ear telling him what's about to happen and what she expects from him.
Duke lowers his head as his adoptive mother slides her hand down his bare chest while she nibbles on his earlobe. Duke shivers a bit at from her touch, remembering each and every time she has come into his room for this. But today is different as it's a day of extreme pain, and anguish for him. It's twelve years to the day that his father was killed and it's bothering him more today than ever. She doesn't even notice him shaking every time she touches him, every time she kisses his neck, everytime she runs her fingers through his hair. She just continues to do what she wants as she always does with no thoughts of consequences or for others.
She grabs him by the face squeezing his cheeks as she kisses him passionately slipping her alcoholic tongue down his throat as he begins to squirm about. She slips in front of him straddling his lap as she takes his hand and places it on her massive voluptuous breast as they heave in and out as she breathes. She looks down as she can feel the bulge in his pants begin to grow as it presses against her. She smiles at him and slides off his lap as she now is on her knees in front of him trying to unbutton his pants as he tries to stop her. She manages to unzip his pants and grip him between the legs before he jumps backward in his chair falling to the ground.
His adoptive mother stumbles over to him quickly lifting her nighty as she straddles him as he's laying there on his back. She manages to pull his pants down far enough to pull out his manhood. He tries to get her off of him but doesn't want to hurt her as he wasn't raised to hit a woman. So he closes his eyes and imagines he is somewhere else as she inserts him into her and has her way with him. It seemed to last for hours as he could hear her moans and cries as she rode him clawing at his bare chest drawing blood.
Duke prays to God in his head that she would stop or that someone would walk in and stop her, but no one ever does. As she continues to have her way with him she leans forward forcing her breast into his mouth he tries to refuse to suckle on it but she begins to punch him in the face and the side of the head until he suckles on it. She keeps going forcing him to do what she wants him to do as she takes out her frustrations on him.
She strikes him again and again until she finally gets off in more ways than one She stands up pulling her nighty back down over her exposed midsection, then placing her breast back in her nighty. As Duke slides over into the corner of the room trying to get away so he can be left alone to grieve for his father in peace. As she starts to walk out she notices a picture of Duke's biological father sticking out from underneath his mattress she instantly gets infuriated.
She makes her way over to the bed and snatches the picture up and takes a closer look at it Duke tries to grab it but she kicks him as he tries to get up and tears the picture into a million little pieces. Duke, crawls over to the area where the pieces are laying and starts to pick them all up. His adoptive mother begins to laugh at him as she starts to belittle him once again as she grabs a hockey stick off of Dukes wall and begins to beat him with it. She busts his head open and as the blood rushes down his face he begins to hear voices.
Voices telling him he needs to man up and do what he knows he should do. Telling him to do what his real father would do! He lays there listening to the voices as she continues to beat him, this goes on for quite a while until she gets tired and throws the hockey stick at him as she screams obscenities at him. She walks out of his bedroom with a smile on her face as she staggers down to her room. Duke just sits there on the floor leaned up against his bedpost listening to his new friends.
She slips out of her nighty as soon as she enters her room and heads into her shower and cleans up after a thirty-minute steaming hot shower. She finally gets out and dries off only putting on a pair of maroon silk panties as she heads over to her minibar and makes herself another drink. She takes a sip or two before downing about four Vicodin's she turns on the stereo and lays down on her soft California King bed. It's got fresh satin sheets on it and a newly washed comforter it doesn't take long for her to pass out.
Duke still sitting on the floor listening to the voices in his head telling him to go take care of her, get his revenge. Duke begins to rock back in forth as he begins to think about ways to get back at her, ways to make her pay for tearing up the only picture of his dad. Duke wipes the blood from his face as he stands up and heads downstairs to the garage, he has a look on his face that no one has ever seen before from him. a look of pure coldness, an emotionless expression on his face. The blood has stopped running down his face now. he walks around the garage looking for something but not quite sure what he is looking for or what he wants. But he does know it's time to take care of things to man up.
He walks around the huge truck sitting in the garage as he turns around the tailgate he notices several glass jars of diesel fuel sitting there. His eyes light up with a spark, a flame of burning intensity as he rushes over and grabs one. He walks back into the house and heads back upstairs stopping off in his room. He places the jar on his desk as he gets down on all fours and starts rummaging under his bed until he finds an old shoebox. He pulls it out and sits it next to the jar on the desk.
Duke takes the box top off of the shoebox and starts looking through it until he finds an old gold Zippo lighter. It has the name of Kurtis Kosloff engraved on it. He strikes it a couple times and it sparks he strikes it one more time and it lights up burning brightly. He stares at the flames almost in a trace. He places it in his pocket and picks up the glass jar of diesel fuel and heads out of his room slowly towards his adoptive mother's room.
He reaches her bedroom door and cautiously turns the knob trying not to startle her or even let her know he's there. As he opens the door not a sound is made he peeks into the room and can see her laying on the bed in nothing more than a pair of silk panties as Metallica's "Enter Sandman" is playing on the stereo. He takes a few steps towards her when he suddenly stops as the floor lets out a loud creaking noise. He watches her see if she moves but nothing that's when he notices her open bottle of Vicodin next to her bed and the empty bottle of Chardonnay on the bed next to her.
Duke continues over to her as he reaches her bedside he looks at her remembering everything she has done to him since the first day he arrived in her home. All of the ignorant names she called and statements she made to him or about him. All of the physical and mental and emotional abuse she has put him through. He reaches down grabbing her voluptuous bare breast one last time squeezing it as hard as he could as the voices tell him what to do next.
He unscrews the lid off of the glass jar and begins to pour the diesel fuel all over her unconscious body stopping at her face as he leans down kisses her on the forehead then pours the rest of the gas all over her face and in her mouth. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out that old gold Zippo striking it making a flame come to life. He looks her straight in the face and tells her to "FEEL THE BURN!" as he sets her on fire.
Duke steps back and watches the fire travel up and down her body as the room fills with smoke, he can smell the sweet aroma of flesh burning as he stands there watching the woman who has tortured him for over a decade now get what she deserves. He steps back next to the door and continues watching as he begins to realize how good it makes him feel to kill. To make others feel the way he feels all the time.
The Fire begins to spread throughout the room when the sprinklers go off keeping it under control but not putting it out as it turns her to ashes. He shows no remorse to the woman who had just {No Means No} and beaten him just hours earlier. He heads downstairs and picks up the phone and calls 911...
That is what created Duke Kosloff as you see him today, he has always been known as a monster a Soviet Monster, a Soviet Weapon and a Natural Born Killer but Duke Kosloff is much much more than that and he aims to prove that here in AIW by conquering and destroying each Island in his path to the top as he has evolved into the "Soviet Destroyer"!!!!
YOUR NAME: Danny/Duke
Best way to contact: Discord Duke Kosloff, Facebook Duke Kosloff, or the network
WRESTLERS NAME: "The Soviet Destroyer" Duke Kosloff
Wrestlers Island: Anarchy Island
WRESTLERS AGE: 37, 10/31/1982
WRESTLERS HEIGHT: 7'4"
WRESTLERS WEIGHT: 298
Wrestlers Home Town/Country: Born in Moscow, Russia, but hails from Part's Unknown!!!
WRESTLERS STYLE: Powerhouse, Grappler
WRESTLERS ALLIGNMENT: Chaotic
WRESTLERS Picbase: Stian Bjorne
Description of looks: Good looking, well groomed, dresses for the occasion, Has some scars but well built.
In-Ring Gear: Black or Red leather pants with a gold Soviet Symbol on them, normally no shirt
Entrance Section
Entrance Music: "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran: youtu.be/2fngvQS_PmQ
Standard Entrance: The arena goes dark as pyros start to light up throughout the arena as the arena fills with smoke and flames. A monster of a man slowly appears walking down the ramp as passes by men standing in hooded robes symbol for Chaos on them as they all hold the Book of Chaos in their hands. Pyros shoot flames into the air you can hear "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran playing. Duke methodically enters the ring stepping over the top rope making his way to the center of the ring standing there like a God as he waits for the bell to ring.
Champion Entrance: The arena goes dark as "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran plays throughout the arena, pyros start to goes off lighting up the place with red and Gold flames. A throne with the man known as Duke Kosloff rises from the ground and is lifted high into the air by several men in robes as they begin to carry the him and the thrown to the ring. As they reach the ring he steps over the top rope making his way to the center of the ring where he holds his championship high into the air like the one true God of champions he is as he waits for the bell to ring.
WRESTLERS MOVE SET
The more you give the more you get… help us help you.
Standing Moves
1. Iron Claw
2. Belly to Belly
3. Sidewalk Slam
4. European Uppercut
5. Spine Buster
6. Choke Slam
7. Triple German Suplex
8. Full Nelson Slam
9. Pumphandle Slam
10. Bulldog
Ground Moves
1. Armbar
2. Leg Scissors
3. Mounted Punches Kicks
4. Surfboard
5. Elbows to the back of the head
Running Moves
1. Spear
2. Claymore Kick
3. Clothesline From Hell
4. Spinning DDT
5. Superman Punch
6. Running Power Slam
Aerial Moves
1. Spinning Heel Kick, Moonsault, Suicide Dive, Top Rope Leg Drop, Springboard Forearm.
2. Moonsault
3. Suicide Dive
4. Top Rope Leg Drop
5. Springboard Forearm
Submission Moves
1. Anaconda Vise
2. Camel Clutch
3. Sleeper Hold
4. Guillotine Choke
5. STF
Taunts
1. Walks around the ring firing a flamethrower towards the crowd.
2. He stands on the turn buckle making a slicing motion across his throat as he shouts "FEEL THE BURN"
3. ?
Signature Moves
1. Hunters Cross Face (Crippler cross face)
2. End Of Days (450 splashes)
3. Monsters Drop (Samoan Drop)
Finisher
1. Killing Spree (powerbomb off top rope spinning)
2. The Monster's Vice (cranium crunch)
WRESTLERS BIO:
Origins: The Cause Of Chaos...
Welcome to the Inferno your about to FEEL THE BURN!!! And that's the truth!
...Duke Kosloff
Welcome to the Inferno your about to FEEL THE BURN!!! And that's the truth!
...Duke Kosloff
September 21, 1994.
It's the anniversary of Duke Kosloffs dads murder, as Duke sits in his bedroom trying to get past all the pain and sorrow as he tries to remember the few things he does remember about his father. As he sits there his adoptive mother a woman of very loose and sketchy morals and ethics can be heard stumbling down the hallway of the huge mansion. Like normal she is high on Vicodin and other painkillers while drunk on whatever expensive liqueur she has on hand. Dressed in nothing more than a sheer nighty with no panties or bra as normal for her.
Duke can hear her fumbling around with his doorknob as he sits there knowing what's about to happen once again. He prepares himself for what's to come as she finally manages to turn the doorknob and open the door. She stands in the doorway to his room with a look of pure lust and desire as she rubs herself. Duke sits there as she walks over to him placing her hand on his shoulder bending down as she begins to softly speak into his ear telling him what's about to happen and what she expects from him.
Duke lowers his head as his adoptive mother slides her hand down his bare chest while she nibbles on his earlobe. Duke shivers a bit at from her touch, remembering each and every time she has come into his room for this. But today is different as it's a day of extreme pain, and anguish for him. It's twelve years to the day that his father was killed and it's bothering him more today than ever. She doesn't even notice him shaking every time she touches him, every time she kisses his neck, everytime she runs her fingers through his hair. She just continues to do what she wants as she always does with no thoughts of consequences or for others.
She grabs him by the face squeezing his cheeks as she kisses him passionately slipping her alcoholic tongue down his throat as he begins to squirm about. She slips in front of him straddling his lap as she takes his hand and places it on her massive voluptuous breast as they heave in and out as she breathes. She looks down as she can feel the bulge in his pants begin to grow as it presses against her. She smiles at him and slides off his lap as she now is on her knees in front of him trying to unbutton his pants as he tries to stop her. She manages to unzip his pants and grip him between the legs before he jumps backward in his chair falling to the ground.
His adoptive mother stumbles over to him quickly lifting her nighty as she straddles him as he's laying there on his back. She manages to pull his pants down far enough to pull out his manhood. He tries to get her off of him but doesn't want to hurt her as he wasn't raised to hit a woman. So he closes his eyes and imagines he is somewhere else as she inserts him into her and has her way with him. It seemed to last for hours as he could hear her moans and cries as she rode him clawing at his bare chest drawing blood.
Duke prays to God in his head that she would stop or that someone would walk in and stop her, but no one ever does. As she continues to have her way with him she leans forward forcing her breast into his mouth he tries to refuse to suckle on it but she begins to punch him in the face and the side of the head until he suckles on it. She keeps going forcing him to do what she wants him to do as she takes out her frustrations on him.
She strikes him again and again until she finally gets off in more ways than one She stands up pulling her nighty back down over her exposed midsection, then placing her breast back in her nighty. As Duke slides over into the corner of the room trying to get away so he can be left alone to grieve for his father in peace. As she starts to walk out she notices a picture of Duke's biological father sticking out from underneath his mattress she instantly gets infuriated.
She makes her way over to the bed and snatches the picture up and takes a closer look at it Duke tries to grab it but she kicks him as he tries to get up and tears the picture into a million little pieces. Duke, crawls over to the area where the pieces are laying and starts to pick them all up. His adoptive mother begins to laugh at him as she starts to belittle him once again as she grabs a hockey stick off of Dukes wall and begins to beat him with it. She busts his head open and as the blood rushes down his face he begins to hear voices.
Voices telling him he needs to man up and do what he knows he should do. Telling him to do what his real father would do! He lays there listening to the voices as she continues to beat him, this goes on for quite a while until she gets tired and throws the hockey stick at him as she screams obscenities at him. She walks out of his bedroom with a smile on her face as she staggers down to her room. Duke just sits there on the floor leaned up against his bedpost listening to his new friends.
She slips out of her nighty as soon as she enters her room and heads into her shower and cleans up after a thirty-minute steaming hot shower. She finally gets out and dries off only putting on a pair of maroon silk panties as she heads over to her minibar and makes herself another drink. She takes a sip or two before downing about four Vicodin's she turns on the stereo and lays down on her soft California King bed. It's got fresh satin sheets on it and a newly washed comforter it doesn't take long for her to pass out.
Duke still sitting on the floor listening to the voices in his head telling him to go take care of her, get his revenge. Duke begins to rock back in forth as he begins to think about ways to get back at her, ways to make her pay for tearing up the only picture of his dad. Duke wipes the blood from his face as he stands up and heads downstairs to the garage, he has a look on his face that no one has ever seen before from him. a look of pure coldness, an emotionless expression on his face. The blood has stopped running down his face now. he walks around the garage looking for something but not quite sure what he is looking for or what he wants. But he does know it's time to take care of things to man up.
He walks around the huge truck sitting in the garage as he turns around the tailgate he notices several glass jars of diesel fuel sitting there. His eyes light up with a spark, a flame of burning intensity as he rushes over and grabs one. He walks back into the house and heads back upstairs stopping off in his room. He places the jar on his desk as he gets down on all fours and starts rummaging under his bed until he finds an old shoebox. He pulls it out and sits it next to the jar on the desk.
Duke takes the box top off of the shoebox and starts looking through it until he finds an old gold Zippo lighter. It has the name of Kurtis Kosloff engraved on it. He strikes it a couple times and it sparks he strikes it one more time and it lights up burning brightly. He stares at the flames almost in a trace. He places it in his pocket and picks up the glass jar of diesel fuel and heads out of his room slowly towards his adoptive mother's room.
He reaches her bedroom door and cautiously turns the knob trying not to startle her or even let her know he's there. As he opens the door not a sound is made he peeks into the room and can see her laying on the bed in nothing more than a pair of silk panties as Metallica's "Enter Sandman" is playing on the stereo. He takes a few steps towards her when he suddenly stops as the floor lets out a loud creaking noise. He watches her see if she moves but nothing that's when he notices her open bottle of Vicodin next to her bed and the empty bottle of Chardonnay on the bed next to her.
Duke continues over to her as he reaches her bedside he looks at her remembering everything she has done to him since the first day he arrived in her home. All of the ignorant names she called and statements she made to him or about him. All of the physical and mental and emotional abuse she has put him through. He reaches down grabbing her voluptuous bare breast one last time squeezing it as hard as he could as the voices tell him what to do next.
He unscrews the lid off of the glass jar and begins to pour the diesel fuel all over her unconscious body stopping at her face as he leans down kisses her on the forehead then pours the rest of the gas all over her face and in her mouth. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out that old gold Zippo striking it making a flame come to life. He looks her straight in the face and tells her to "FEEL THE BURN!" as he sets her on fire.
Duke steps back and watches the fire travel up and down her body as the room fills with smoke, he can smell the sweet aroma of flesh burning as he stands there watching the woman who has tortured him for over a decade now get what she deserves. He steps back next to the door and continues watching as he begins to realize how good it makes him feel to kill. To make others feel the way he feels all the time.
The Fire begins to spread throughout the room when the sprinklers go off keeping it under control but not putting it out as it turns her to ashes. He shows no remorse to the woman who had just {No Means No} and beaten him just hours earlier. He heads downstairs and picks up the phone and calls 911...
That is what created Duke Kosloff as you see him today, he has always been known as a monster a Soviet Monster, a Soviet Weapon and a Natural Born Killer but Duke Kosloff is much much more than that and he aims to prove that here in AIW by conquering and destroying each Island in his path to the top as he has evolved into the "Soviet Destroyer"!!!!
