Post by G on Jun 12, 2012 19:33:08 GMT -5
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PROPERTY OF GZWA
*Superstar's Appearance (Bobby Roode): :
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Superstar's Ring Name:
Bobby Roode
Superstar's Nickname/Ringname(s):
The It Factor, Leader of the Selfish Generation
Superstar's Real Name:
Robert F. "Bobby" Roode, Jr
Superstar's Height:
6'0
Superstar's Weight:
240lbs
Date Of Birth:
January 1, 1977
Your Hometown:
Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Theme Music Of Choice:
(Off the Chain, Instrumental Remix)
Alignment/Superstar's Persona:
Heel
Gimmick Type:
The Heel of all Heels, The dirtiest player in the game, and then some. Total Heel Overkill. Why win clean, when you can take the easy way out. He can get technical, he can make you tap, he can pin you, 1,2,3, but why?
Favorite Quotations:
It Pays to Be Roode.
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense.
Wrestling Move-set:
- Fireman's Carry Flapjack
- Single Leg Boston Crab
- Blockbuster
- Northern Lights Suplex
- Rotating Side Slam
- Roode Awakening (Adopted From Rick Rude)
- Northern Lariat
- Fujiwara Armbar
- Dropkick
- Suplex (with theatrics)
- Crossface
- Eye Rakes
- Thumbs to the Eye
- Hidden Lowblow
Chose from Power moves, Submissions, technical moves and strikes/High flying moves. Any combination of these moves are acceptable.
Weapon Speciality :
Beer Bottle
Signature Move:
- Double R Spinebuster
- Seated Rolling Neck Snap
Please choose up 2 to 5 signature moves your Superstar does
Finishers:
- The Payoff
- Spear
Choose up to 2 finishers.
Similar Wrestlers:
Rick Rude and Curt Henning.
--------------- Sample Roleplay ---------------
Immediately following his match after Slammiversary, after successfully retaining his TNA World Heavyweight Championship, and after Sting had left the stage and went to the back. Bobby Roode, slowly stumbles up to his feet, limping down the entrance ramp, to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and crawling into the center of the ring where his belt is. He quickly covers it and curls up into a ball, hugging his belt tight, as he breaths heavily, trying to catch his breath, while a microphone is slid in the ring to him.
He can be heard, clearly through the mic, breathing and heaving in pain. Slowly, Roode makes it to his knees, squeezing his belt like it's going out of style, holding it close, he falls off his knees and onto his butt, picking up the mic and scooting back into a corner, resting his back up against one of the buckles. Before he can bring the mic up to his lips, the crowd starts to boo him loudly, only forcing a wide smile to reach his face as he begins to speak.
"I know, I know...Bobby Rooooo, thank you, but I have something I need to get off my chest, so shut up, and let me speak!"
This only intensifies the boos, which only make Roode's grin wider, as he firmly believes and accepts it's chants for him. Shaking his head, he just soaks in the boos with his eyes shut for a moment. He brings the mic back up to his lips, but still with his eyes closed, he ignores the "chants" the proceeds to speak.
"Ten years ago, I started in this company, as "The Natural" Robert Roode, I wrestled in the Indy's, under the name, "Total" Lee Awesome, for thirteen years, I was God's Gift, to Professional Wrestling. I single-handedly made this company, what it is today, not Christian, jumping from another company to here, not Sting, not Kurt Angle, not AJ Styles, not Samoa Joe, Daniels, Storm, and certainly not Hulk Hogan! For ten years, it's all been because of The It Factor, in professional wrestling, that this company has had any success."
Roode opens up his eyes as he continues to sit in the corner, continuing to compose himself, he takes a breath and stares at his championship. Shaking his head, he once again, continues to speak.
"In 2008, who was being talked about in this company? ME, Beer Money, in the Bound For Glory Tournament, who was everybody's favorite to win? ME. When Team Canada was running rough shot, over Impact, everybody, EVERYBODY thought, Petey Williams, was going to be the guy. Where is he now? Where's A1? Where's Eric Young? Where's Scott D'Amore? It's always been about ME, Bobby Roode, and now, here we are, Ten Years into TNA, and I run this place! So you better get used to it, because I'm going to be here, in this position, on TOP of the mountain for a long long time!"
Roode, carefully crawling back to his knees, and slowly making it back to his feet, and walking into the center of the ring, pulling the belt over his shoulder, he shuts his eyes once more, and speaks once again.
"Let's here it, for YOUR It Factor, Bobby..."
Boooooooooooooo
"Bobby..."
Boooooooooooooooo
"Bobby...."
Boooooooooooooooooooooooo
--------------- About the Handler ---------------
PROPERTY OF GROUND ZERO WRESTLING ASSOCIATION
Your Name:
G
Years or Months E-fedding:
4 Years
Contact Details:
MUST BE FILLED IN CASE WE NEED TO CONTACT YOU.
E-Mail: GfromCows@hotmail.com
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***** Official Profile *****
-------------- Please Fill In All The Spaces Below --------------
---------------------BIOGRAPHY---------------------
PROPERTY OF GZWA
*Superstar's Appearance (Bobby Roode): :
Please make sure the Pic-Base you wished to use is not taken in the here.
Superstar's Ring Name:
Bobby Roode
Superstar's Nickname/Ringname(s):
The It Factor, Leader of the Selfish Generation
Superstar's Real Name:
Robert F. "Bobby" Roode, Jr
Superstar's Height:
6'0
Superstar's Weight:
240lbs
Date Of Birth:
January 1, 1977
Your Hometown:
Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Theme Music Of Choice:
(Off the Chain, Instrumental Remix)
Alignment/Superstar's Persona:
Heel
Gimmick Type:
The Heel of all Heels, The dirtiest player in the game, and then some. Total Heel Overkill. Why win clean, when you can take the easy way out. He can get technical, he can make you tap, he can pin you, 1,2,3, but why?
Favorite Quotations:
It Pays to Be Roode.
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense.
Wrestling Move-set:
- Fireman's Carry Flapjack
- Single Leg Boston Crab
- Blockbuster
- Northern Lights Suplex
- Rotating Side Slam
- Roode Awakening (Adopted From Rick Rude)
- Northern Lariat
- Fujiwara Armbar
- Dropkick
- Suplex (with theatrics)
- Crossface
- Eye Rakes
- Thumbs to the Eye
- Hidden Lowblow
Chose from Power moves, Submissions, technical moves and strikes/High flying moves. Any combination of these moves are acceptable.
Weapon Speciality :
Beer Bottle
Signature Move:
- Double R Spinebuster
- Seated Rolling Neck Snap
Please choose up 2 to 5 signature moves your Superstar does
Finishers:
- The Payoff
- Spear
Choose up to 2 finishers.
Similar Wrestlers:
Rick Rude and Curt Henning.
--------------- Sample Roleplay ---------------
Immediately following his match after Slammiversary, after successfully retaining his TNA World Heavyweight Championship, and after Sting had left the stage and went to the back. Bobby Roode, slowly stumbles up to his feet, limping down the entrance ramp, to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and crawling into the center of the ring where his belt is. He quickly covers it and curls up into a ball, hugging his belt tight, as he breaths heavily, trying to catch his breath, while a microphone is slid in the ring to him.
He can be heard, clearly through the mic, breathing and heaving in pain. Slowly, Roode makes it to his knees, squeezing his belt like it's going out of style, holding it close, he falls off his knees and onto his butt, picking up the mic and scooting back into a corner, resting his back up against one of the buckles. Before he can bring the mic up to his lips, the crowd starts to boo him loudly, only forcing a wide smile to reach his face as he begins to speak.
"I know, I know...Bobby Rooooo, thank you, but I have something I need to get off my chest, so shut up, and let me speak!"
This only intensifies the boos, which only make Roode's grin wider, as he firmly believes and accepts it's chants for him. Shaking his head, he just soaks in the boos with his eyes shut for a moment. He brings the mic back up to his lips, but still with his eyes closed, he ignores the "chants" the proceeds to speak.
"Ten years ago, I started in this company, as "The Natural" Robert Roode, I wrestled in the Indy's, under the name, "Total" Lee Awesome, for thirteen years, I was God's Gift, to Professional Wrestling. I single-handedly made this company, what it is today, not Christian, jumping from another company to here, not Sting, not Kurt Angle, not AJ Styles, not Samoa Joe, Daniels, Storm, and certainly not Hulk Hogan! For ten years, it's all been because of The It Factor, in professional wrestling, that this company has had any success."
Roode opens up his eyes as he continues to sit in the corner, continuing to compose himself, he takes a breath and stares at his championship. Shaking his head, he once again, continues to speak.
"In 2008, who was being talked about in this company? ME, Beer Money, in the Bound For Glory Tournament, who was everybody's favorite to win? ME. When Team Canada was running rough shot, over Impact, everybody, EVERYBODY thought, Petey Williams, was going to be the guy. Where is he now? Where's A1? Where's Eric Young? Where's Scott D'Amore? It's always been about ME, Bobby Roode, and now, here we are, Ten Years into TNA, and I run this place! So you better get used to it, because I'm going to be here, in this position, on TOP of the mountain for a long long time!"
Roode, carefully crawling back to his knees, and slowly making it back to his feet, and walking into the center of the ring, pulling the belt over his shoulder, he shuts his eyes once more, and speaks once again.
"Let's here it, for YOUR It Factor, Bobby..."
Boooooooooooooo
"Bobby..."
Boooooooooooooooo
"Bobby...."
Boooooooooooooooooooooooo
--------------- About the Handler ---------------
PROPERTY OF GROUND ZERO WRESTLING ASSOCIATION
Your Name:
G
Years or Months E-fedding:
4 Years
Contact Details:
MUST BE FILLED IN CASE WE NEED TO CONTACT YOU.
E-Mail: GfromCows@hotmail.com
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