Post by robriot on Jul 2, 2021 5:04:11 GMT -5
Name: Rob Riot
Height: 6ft3
Weight: 245lbs
Alignment: Neutral (Tends to be face, but the character doesn't really care)
Wrestling Style: Catch
Description: See profile picture. Riot comes to the ring in black silk pants, red boots, red MMA-style gloves, red wraps around his forearms, and one black elbow pad on his right arm. He has a tattoo of a broken clock on his right shoulder, and a skull with a cross on his left shoulder. If we're really lucky, Tom might still have a mini graphic for him somewhere.
Background: Many, many years ago, in the badlands of the G-Fed wrestling network, there was a teenager called the J-Man who became a world champion. In the rings of No Limits Championship Wrestling, he went to war with Glyn Speight and Ian Insane over and over again, winning praise, accolades and glory. His patented finisher, the Locking Clamp, seemed almost inescapable. And then came a black, horrible day. The J-Man lost everything. The J-Man had to go away.
Ten years later he reappeared in the Pinnacle Wrestling Association, the same face with a new name. He was now Rob Riot. He ascended back to glory, carrying the promotion with him. Now, though, something was different about him. The sound of a broken clock, with a tick that only he can hear. A broken clock tattooed onto his very skin. Something within the ink itself drives him, torments him, inspires him. This is the same man, but in those ten years he was away something within him snapped. Something was taken from him and something was lost.
Having tasted glory with the PWA, Riot became their champion. And then their first Grand Slam Champion. And then he went to Extreme Anarchy Wrestling, and won their World Heavyweight Championship, too. And from there, Next Generation Wrestling's Brass Ring holder and World Champion, and Gate City Wrestling's very first Badstreet Champion. Eventually, he opened his own promotion, Riot Star Wrestling, and sat at the very top of the wrestling world. The promising career he once thought was lost finally reached its full potential, and the Riot Star became unstoppable. At the peak of his powers, with his friends the Bastards by his side, Riot became World Champion of his own promotion. With the beast inside him seemingly sated at last, he walked away from the company that he built and settled into retirement...or so he thought.
Outlook: A 37 year old bitter veteran looking for one last run to the top, seemingly determined to have some fun with it this time.
Moveset: Superkick, Standing Code Blue, Eat Defeat, Rolling Death Valley Driver
Finisher: Locking Clamp (Achilles Tendon Lock/Heel Hook), Riot Rack (Argentine Backbreaker Drop)
Allies: Riot's primary loyalty is to the Bastards, Frank Windsor and Billy Fowler. At the moment he's also allied with the rest of the Galactic Sex Pirates, too. He's been in a tag team with 'D' before. He's a very good team player - when it suits him.
Height: 6ft3
Weight: 245lbs
Alignment: Neutral (Tends to be face, but the character doesn't really care)
Wrestling Style: Catch
Description: See profile picture. Riot comes to the ring in black silk pants, red boots, red MMA-style gloves, red wraps around his forearms, and one black elbow pad on his right arm. He has a tattoo of a broken clock on his right shoulder, and a skull with a cross on his left shoulder. If we're really lucky, Tom might still have a mini graphic for him somewhere.
Background: Many, many years ago, in the badlands of the G-Fed wrestling network, there was a teenager called the J-Man who became a world champion. In the rings of No Limits Championship Wrestling, he went to war with Glyn Speight and Ian Insane over and over again, winning praise, accolades and glory. His patented finisher, the Locking Clamp, seemed almost inescapable. And then came a black, horrible day. The J-Man lost everything. The J-Man had to go away.
Ten years later he reappeared in the Pinnacle Wrestling Association, the same face with a new name. He was now Rob Riot. He ascended back to glory, carrying the promotion with him. Now, though, something was different about him. The sound of a broken clock, with a tick that only he can hear. A broken clock tattooed onto his very skin. Something within the ink itself drives him, torments him, inspires him. This is the same man, but in those ten years he was away something within him snapped. Something was taken from him and something was lost.
Having tasted glory with the PWA, Riot became their champion. And then their first Grand Slam Champion. And then he went to Extreme Anarchy Wrestling, and won their World Heavyweight Championship, too. And from there, Next Generation Wrestling's Brass Ring holder and World Champion, and Gate City Wrestling's very first Badstreet Champion. Eventually, he opened his own promotion, Riot Star Wrestling, and sat at the very top of the wrestling world. The promising career he once thought was lost finally reached its full potential, and the Riot Star became unstoppable. At the peak of his powers, with his friends the Bastards by his side, Riot became World Champion of his own promotion. With the beast inside him seemingly sated at last, he walked away from the company that he built and settled into retirement...or so he thought.
Outlook: A 37 year old bitter veteran looking for one last run to the top, seemingly determined to have some fun with it this time.
Moveset: Superkick, Standing Code Blue, Eat Defeat, Rolling Death Valley Driver
Finisher: Locking Clamp (Achilles Tendon Lock/Heel Hook), Riot Rack (Argentine Backbreaker Drop)
Allies: Riot's primary loyalty is to the Bastards, Frank Windsor and Billy Fowler. At the moment he's also allied with the rest of the Galactic Sex Pirates, too. He's been in a tag team with 'D' before. He's a very good team player - when it suits him.
