Post by Mav. on Oct 4, 2021 0:14:17 GMT -5
BASIC INFORMATION
Ring Name: Devin Mitchell.
Nickname(s): N/A.
Hometown: Camden Town, England.
Residing in: Palm Springs, California.
Height: Six feet, four inches. (6’4”).
Weight: Two hundred and five pounds. (205lbs).
Age/D.O.B: January 14th, 1998. (23)
Picture Base/Appearance: Kyle Fletcher (Schadenfreude/FCP run).
RINGSIDE INFORMATION
Entrance Theme: ‘Giving Bad People Good Ideas’ by Death Grips.
Detailed Entrance Description:
Marty Watts: Introducing first/And his opponent…
♫ GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS
I KEEP GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS
GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS
I KEEP GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS ♫
The loud opening guitar riffs of “Giving Bad People Good Ideas” by Death Grips plays through the P.A. System in the arena as the house lights flash down onto the stage and onto the entrance curtain as the crowd awaits the arrival of Devin Mitchell and raining down the boos from every inch of the arena. The tall, lanky figure of Devin slowly passes through the curtain from Gorilla Position as he looks around the arena. The mask worn around his head doesn’t give Devin the advantage of expressing himself, but from the way he’s looking around the arena and soaking in the crowd’s negative reaction, his nods are in approval of how the crowd feels about him.
♫ ASTEROID TO MIDNIGHT POWDER
THIS LIKE GENOCIDE, JUST LOUDER
FUCK WHO WE GOING AFTER
FUCK THEM, I'MA HAVE TO FUCK THEM OVER ♫
Devin begins his walk to the ring, the spotlights following him down the ramp as he ignores those who reach out for him, even going as far as kicking the barricade that holds the fans back as he passes by. The London native makes his way to ringside and walks around the ring until he’s leapt onto the ring apron where the hard cam faces, from there he begins to untie the mask from behind his head, pulling away at the final string as the ring announcer begins his introduction.
Marty Watts: Wrestling out of Camden Town, England -- by way of Palm Springs, California -- and weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds… DEVVVVVINNNNNNN MIIIIIITCHHHHHELLLLLLLLL!!!
Upon hearing his name being announced, Devin pulls the mask away from his head and reveals his facial features to the hard camera that points right down at him, finally getting a good look at his cocky grin rubbed all over his face before he leaps over the ropes and enters the ring, looking around the arena with that same shit-eating smug look on his face as he slips free from his ring jacket and places it down in his corner, ready for the match to begin / ready for his opponent to enter the arena.
♫ GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS
I KEEP GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS
GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS
I KEEP GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS ♫
The loud opening guitar riffs of “Giving Bad People Good Ideas” by Death Grips plays through the P.A. System in the arena as the house lights flash down onto the stage and onto the entrance curtain as the crowd awaits the arrival of Devin Mitchell and raining down the boos from every inch of the arena. The tall, lanky figure of Devin slowly passes through the curtain from Gorilla Position as he looks around the arena. The mask worn around his head doesn’t give Devin the advantage of expressing himself, but from the way he’s looking around the arena and soaking in the crowd’s negative reaction, his nods are in approval of how the crowd feels about him.
♫ ASTEROID TO MIDNIGHT POWDER
THIS LIKE GENOCIDE, JUST LOUDER
FUCK WHO WE GOING AFTER
FUCK THEM, I'MA HAVE TO FUCK THEM OVER ♫
Devin begins his walk to the ring, the spotlights following him down the ramp as he ignores those who reach out for him, even going as far as kicking the barricade that holds the fans back as he passes by. The London native makes his way to ringside and walks around the ring until he’s leapt onto the ring apron where the hard cam faces, from there he begins to untie the mask from behind his head, pulling away at the final string as the ring announcer begins his introduction.
Marty Watts: Wrestling out of Camden Town, England -- by way of Palm Springs, California -- and weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds… DEVVVVVINNNNNNN MIIIIIITCHHHHHELLLLLLLLL!!!
Upon hearing his name being announced, Devin pulls the mask away from his head and reveals his facial features to the hard camera that points right down at him, finally getting a good look at his cocky grin rubbed all over his face before he leaps over the ropes and enters the ring, looking around the arena with that same shit-eating smug look on his face as he slips free from his ring jacket and places it down in his corner, ready for the match to begin / ready for his opponent to enter the arena.
[b][color=#ff4d4d]Marty Watts:[/color][/b] Introducing first/And his opponent…
[video]https://youtu.be/uvxkEvM81tU[/video]
♫ [color=#cc0000]GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS[/color]
[color=#cc0000]I KEEP GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS[/color]
[color=#cc0000]GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS[/color]
[color=#cc0000]I KEEP GIVING BAD PEOPLE GOOD IDEAS[/color] ♫
The loud opening guitar riffs of “Giving Bad People Good Ideas” by Death Grips plays through the P.A. System in the arena as the house lights flash down onto the stage and onto the entrance curtain as the crowd awaits the arrival of Devin Mitchell and raining down the boos from every inch of the arena. The tall, lanky figure of Devin slowly passes through the curtain from Gorilla Position as he looks around the arena. The mask worn around his head doesn’t give Devin the advantage of expressing himself, but from the way he’s looking around the arena and soaking in the crowd’s negative reaction, his nods are in approval of how the crowd feels about him.
♫ [color=#cc0000]ASTEROID TO MIDNIGHT POWDER[/color]
[color=#cc0000]THIS LIKE GENOCIDE, JUST LOUDER[/color]
[color=#cc0000]FUCK WHO WE GOING AFTER[/color]
[color=#cc0000]FUCK THEM, I'MA HAVE TO FUCK THEM OVER[/color] ♫
Devin begins his walk to the ring, the spotlights following him down the ramp as he ignores those who reach out for him, even going as far as kicking the barricade that holds the fans back as he passes by. The London native makes his way to ringside and walks around the ring until he’s leapt onto the ring apron where the hard cam faces, from there he begins to untie the mask from behind his head, pulling away at the final string as the ring announcer begins his introduction.
[color=#ff4d4d][b]Marty Watts:[/b][/color] Wrestling out of Camden Town, England -- by way of Palm Springs, California -- and weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds… DEVVVVVINNNNNNN MIIIIIITCHHHHHELLLLLLLLL!!!
Upon hearing his name being announced, Devin pulls the mask away from his head and reveals his facial features to the hard camera that points right down at him, finally getting a good look at his cocky grin rubbed all over his face before he leaps over the ropes and enters the ring, looking around the arena with that same shit-eating smug look on his face as he slips free from his ring jacket and places it down in his corner, ready for the match to begin / ready for his opponent to enter the arena.CHARACTER INFORMATION
Disposition/Alignment: Cocky, Slimy, Shithouse Heel.
Gimmick: A virulence to society as a whole. Acts like someone you’d want to punch the teeth out of by the way he attempts to rile people up. Full of himself and anything he does, he praises. Does things in his own time, in his own manner, in his own way. A lone wolf to wrestling, doesn’t like being bossed around by anyone, and certainly doesn’t want to be treated as anyone’s puppet.
IN RING INFORMATION
Wrestling Style: Striker. Suplexing Bastard. Head Drop King.
In-Ring Achievements: N/A.
Finishing Moves
‒ ‘The Virulence.’ -- Ura/Inverted Go To Sleep.
‒ 'Zero Point.' -- Pumphandle Half Nelson Driver.
‒ 'Shadowed Throne.' -- Charging Knee Strike; flash finish.
Signature Moves
‒ ‘Camden Destroyer.’ -- Front Flip DDT.
‒ ‘White Phosphorus.’ -- Pull Up Lift into a Back Drop Driver.
‒ ‘Descent.’ -- Fisherman Buster.
‒ ‘Frozen Dawn.’ -- Bridging Dragon Suplex.
‒ ‘Monolith Silencer.’ -- Ripcord Hook Kick or a regular Hook Kick in desperation.
Any Other Common Moves
‒ German Suplex
‒ Half Nelson Suplex
‒ Dragon Suplex
‒ Snap Dragon Suplex
‒ Tiger Suplex
‒ Back Suplex
‒ Sleeper Suplex
‒ Saito Suplex
‒ Gutwrench Suplex
‒ Superkick
‒ Bicycle Kick
‒ Dropkick
‒ Missile Dropkick
‒ Springboard Dropkick
‒ Shotgun/John Woo Dropkick
‒ Triangle Dropkick
‒ Roundhouse Kick
‒ Low Roundhouse Kick
‒ Springboard Roundhouse Kick
‒ Spinning Hook Kick
‒ Switchblade Kick
‒ Scissors Kick
‒ Question Mark Kick
‒ Enzuigiri
‒ Running Enzuigiri
‒ Handspring Enzuigiri
‒ Step Up Enzuigiri
‒ Rope Aided Gamengiri
‒ Tope Con Hilo
‒ Frog Splash
‒ Moonsault
‒ Diving Foot Stomp
HANDLER INFORMATION
Name - What do we call you?: Anything you want, just don’t call me late for dinner.
How would you prefer we contact you?: You know where to find me. All of you do.
How did you find us?: I started this fucking place, you dumbasses.
