The Man with no Name![]() Height: 5' 7" Weight: 178lbs Date of Birth: unknown. Believed to be in early 1979. Hometown: Death Lake, North Dakota Alignment: Neutral Theme Music: "The Drapery Falls" by Opeth Wrestling Style: New-school Lucharesu Title History: HSW Junior Heavyweight Championship(Current), HSW Evolution Championship Catch Phrase(s): "I want you to take a deep breath and look deep into my eyes... it'll be the last damn thing you see" Specialty Match(if any): No disqualification
Finishing Move: "Casa De X", "!!!" (pronounced ex-pee-three)
Description:
Set Up: Reverie (a low seated dropkick to a seated or kneeling opponent), Shining Enziguri Trademark Moves:
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Ring Entrance: The lights in the arena go out and a purple strobe comes over the ring. Ornate stands, about four feet high, with candles on top, rise out of the stage and line the aisle, and two large dishes full of fire rise up each side of the entrance... the acoustic opening chords of "The Drapery Falls" by Opeth hit the arena as a sort of hushed reverie hits the arena... The band kick into full swing and the dishes full of fire suddenly flare up bright white, and white flares suddenly fire out of the turnbuckles, and as the smoke clears from the entrance, reveals The Man With No Name seated on the stage, hands clenched in each other, head bowed. He wears a long-sleeved mesh T-shirt and a *A Perfect Circle/Alice In Chains/Blam! Honey/The Cure/Deftones/Faith No More/Fantomas/The Gathering/Helmet/Isis/Joy Division/Lacuna Coil/The Mars Volta/The Melvins/Mogwai/Nightwish/Nine Inch Nails/Opeth/Smashing Pumpkins/Soundgarden/Theatre Of Tragedy/Tomahawk/Tool/Tristania* T-shirt over his ringwear. Cassarah is stood behind him with her arms outstretched, resplendent in a long sleeved black T-shirt cut off a couple of inches beneath the breasts, and a pair of tight red trousers. The Man With No Name slowly rocks forward and makes his way to his feet, as the fans hold up lighters. Man With No Name and Cassarah slowly make their way along the aisle and climb up the steps onto the ring apron... MWNN holds the ropes open for Cassarah to enter the ring, and then clasps the top rope, pulls himself up, turns 180 and Moonsaults off the top rope, landing on his feet to a big pop as the turnbuckles flare white again and the house lights come on! History: Little is known about the early life of The Man With No Name. What little is known is from extracts from short interviews held between him and psychoanalysts in the days immediately following his "erasure from existence". People are unsure as to what led to any record of his existence being stricken from the record, and the only real clues lay in the flashbacks he sometimes endures. He speaks of a time of chaos, of drugs and off depravity. Of falling in with the wrong people, and of pain. He doesn't quite understand how he came to be where he is, or why exactly he took up wrestling. He will often sit and listen to his own sessions with psychoanalysts, desperately searching for clues... Rivals: Tyler McPherson, El Nutso Allies: Tyler McPherson
Name: Cassarah Gender: Female Bio/Info: Cassarah was an orphan from the age of around three. She lived in an orphanage which was dangerously over-subscribed until the age of 14, whereupon she became one of the eldest, and with the influx being so high, the management of the orphanage were forced to effectively give her away to anybody who would adopt, regardless of their suitability. An unknown man took her in, pretending to be a helper. However during her time with him, he would beat her, sexually abuse her and demean her, and when she tried to run away one time, he managed to frighten her into submission. Money became short and he was on the fringe of forcing her into prostitution when fate took a hand. The man was forced to flee after shooting a man named Marco Pruscietto, a man also implied in the nature of the loss of memory of The Man With No Name. At this juncture Cassarah was forced out onto the streets, and lived homeless for around eighteen months before, by chance, meeting The Man With No Name, who was visiting the bridge in Seattle where he had found himself all that time ago. Man With No Name took her in, and vowed never to let her be hurt again. She is paranoid and afraid of people in general, so Man With No Name has his work cut out to help her overcome her fear… Will your manager interfere? Hell no
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