Post by Dragon on Oct 22, 2016 18:01:40 GMT -5
CHARACTER INFORMATION
RING NAME: Hanzo Kirigaya
NICKNAME(S): The Dragon
PICTURE BASE: Tetsuya Bushi
AGE: 26
HEIGHT: 6'1"
WEIGHT: 201 lbs
ENTRANCE MUSIC: "Jibun Rock" by ONE OK ROCK
HOME TOWN: Ichihara, Japan
HAILS FROM: Ichihara, Japan
ALIGNMENT: Technical Face - Not a mic magician by any means, not someone who compels on the microphone, but a bona fide in-ring master; so solid and consummate an in-ring performer that that talking is done in the ring, and the fans love it. ex. AJ Styles, Finn Balor, The Undertaker.
SALARY: $6,000 a Match
POPULARITY:
TWITTER @: TheDragonHK
PRIMARY FIGHTING STYLE: High-Flier
SECONDARY FIGHTING STYLE: Technician
IN-RING STRENGTHS: Hanzo is rather quick for his height and also quite flexible, allowing to the maneuver out of what would be tough situations for others. Growing up as a street brawler, he possess the ability of going the distance in matches and also has a few holds up his sleeve that can wear down opponents to the point that Hanzo can finish them off soon after.
IN-RING WEAKNESSES: Hanzo has only started training in professional wrestling a few months prior, so he will make rookie mistakes every now and then. At the same time, Hanzo is also suffering from a chronic wrist injury that suffered during his time as a street brawler, which can easily be taken advantage of, if opponents discover it.
PERSONALITY AND GIMMICK: Hanzo is rather open about his past as a street brawler. He often reminisces on the good times he had, but he often recalls that changed his direction away from the streets and towards pro wrestling, where he looks to become a vigilante of justice in the squared circle.
BIOGRAPHY: Born in Ichihara to middle class working parents, Hanzo was an above average student in school with his younger brother, Nakazo. The two were inseparable as they were often found studying or playing sports together after school. Things were looking good for the duo as in high school the two were offered scholarships: Hanzo in soccer, and Nakazo in medical. However, one altercation weeks away from graduation changed Hanzo's course. A fight over something that Hanzo never recalled led to a rather violent fight in the school's cafeteria that left both students with injuries. Hanzo's left wrist was fractured, and his shoulder bruised, while the other student had a broken arm, and brusing around the face. Both were expelled, and Hanzo ran from home out of grief. In an attempt to make gains, he attended fight clubs during the night, in which the winners received moderate payouts. Despite fighting with a wrist that barely had time to heal, he was able to rack up a decent amount of wins, and was eventually able to rent an apartment space. When he was walking home during a crisp evening in September of 2013, he noticed a couple that was apparently being mugged from some members of the club. Without thinking, he rushed in and managed to take down most of them, but one of them was able to run off amongst the commotion. Realizing the effects of his habit, he swore to himself that he wouldn't participate in anymore street fights, but rather wrestle instead. Coming fresh off his training just months ago, Hanzo looks to make an impact in the wrestling world.
ACCOMPLISHMENTS: None
RING ATTIRE: Blue luchador mask, black elbow pads, white athletic tape wrapped around his wrists and palms, blue tights with white dragons going from the waist to the top of his black ring boots.
PREFERRED DIVISION: Paramount
MOVESET
STANDARD MOVES: 1. Springboard Tornado DDT
2. Standing Shooting Star Press
3. Reverse STO,sometimes into the turnbuckles
4. Hurricanrana
5. Fujiwara Armbar
6. Tilt a Whirl Backbreaker
7. Diving Crossbody
8. Springboard Corkscrew Crossbody
9. Half and Half Suplex
10. Dragon Suplex
11. Olympic Slam
12. Double Chickenwing Double Knee Gutbuster
13. Springboard Diving High Knee
14. Tope Con Hilo
15. Swinging Neckbreaker
16. Inverted Facelock Backbreaker
17. Running Meteora
18. Double Underhook Powerbomb
19. Snapmare Driver
20. Michinoku Driver II
SIGNATURE MOVES:
1. Megaton King Drop - Double Underhook Piledriver
2. Niku-Dan Elbow - Diving Elbow Drop to a standing opponent
3. Beefcake Hammer - Leg Hook Belly-to-Back Suplex
4. Calf Branding - Knee Drop Bulldog,sometimes while diving
5. Dangerous German - Super German Suplex, but Hanzo keeps his feet wrapped around the ropes, to keep himself from falling,and pull himself back up (mainly used to setup for the Dragon Splash)
FINISHER(S):
1. Ice Rock Driver - Cradle Back-to-Belly Piledriver
2. Dragon Splash - Split Legged Frog Splash
MANAGER INFORMATION
NAME: N/APICTURE BASE: N/A
PERSONALITY TRAITS AND TENDENCIES: N/A
INTERFERENCE/INVOLVEMENT TENDENCIES: N/A
HANDLER INFORMATION
NAME: HunterAGE: 16
CONTACT DETAILS: Skype: ThexWolfx43, Twitter DMs
SAMPLE ROLE-PLAY
(This was a roleplay I used in the now closed fed, The Pitt)
The scene opens up to a rather run down gym where most of the equipment inside the gym is practically covered in a complete blanket of dust. Metal can be heard swinging off to the right of the screen. As the camera pans over,the area becomes more dim and only the particles of dust can be seen flying off a punching bag within the light's grasp. Every split second,a taped foot or fist comes flying in,slamming off the bag and spraying the dust everywhere. After another few minutes pass,the lights suddenly flick on,and a figure,covered by a black hoodie,continues with his striking practice. Footsteps are heard coming in from the left side of the screen as the man continues on striking the punching bag.
“Hanzo.”
Silence fills the room for a few awkward seconds as the man continues striking.
“Hanzo.”
Still no response from Hanzo as his focus stays on the punching bag.
“Hanzo!”
After a powerful side kick to the punching bag,causing it to swing wildly on its chain,does Hanzo turn around. Looking up and down at the figure before him,he instantly does another one eighty,returning his focus to the bag.
“Why are you here Nakazo?”
“Is it not obvious enough brother?”
“No....it isn't.”
A sigh escapes through Nakazo as Hanzo begins to viciously punch the bag,with each punch sending it further back. The chain rattles violently as the bags swings around with excessive force before Hanzo tightly catches it in his grasp,before letting it go gently.
“Why exactly are you even here Nakazo? Last I checked,you said you wouldn't see me at all once I made the decision to come here,to come to America.”
“It's ridiculous how I even need to explain Hanzo,but I'll tell you anyway.”
He briefly looks around for any open seat before Hanzo points to the one just behind him. Sitting down,Hanzo turns back and resumes his striking,which has now returned to a steadier pace.
“I saw you on television in that ring,and to be honest,I'm honestly scared for your safety regarding this decision you made. I thought this place would be a safer place for you,but I should've known better than to assume that you would tread carefully. You always have lived a life of danger since the incident.”
Hanzo wildly kicks the punching bag in response before whipping around and pointing a finger towards Nakazo.
“Whatever happened back there,stays there. I did what I thought was justified and since our parents gave me a much more severe punishment then I anticipated,I had no choice but to flee. You think I would just stay there and listen to them berate every day? No! That would go against my own morals.”
He goes to punch the bag again,but Nakazo suddenly stops him by grabbing his forearm. Hanzo looks back at him with a cold stare,but Nakazo returns the glance before releasing Hanzo's arm.
“You know you'll only increase the risk of reinjuring your wrist if you keep striking that hard brother.”
“I guess your right....”
He reluctantly unwraps the tape from his hands,letting the scraps float down to his feet. Glancing back up at his brother,he removes his hood,revealing his masked face only showing his eyes and mouth although bits of the scar can be seen in some of the openings.
“That scar still hasn't lost its flair has it Hanzo.”
“Why would it? It serves as a reminder for what I'm fighting for. Honor,glory,etc.”
“And you're willing to do that in a place more violent then the fight circles you participated in back home in Ichihara. Again,I really do question why you chose those place instead of something that could've been a bit less.....extreme?”
Hanzo shrugs at the comment before unzipping his hoodie and flinging it off himself next to Nakazo's seat.
“If it's going to make me a living,I'm willing to do whatever. I've put my body on the line multiple times before and I'm willing to do it again and again.....even if it means suffering injury.”
A sound of shock can be heard in Nakazo's breath.
“You can't be serious Hanzo. I saw what happened last show with that woman that you're scheduled to face. She put someone else IN THE HOSPITAL! That's already a danger sign!”
A slight smirk creeps onto Hanzo's face.
“Relax brother....danger is my middle name after all.”
Nakazo shakes his head at the response.
“I guess you really haven't changed then.....well,should you need anything or help,I'll be within in the area and should be moving into the area withing the next few weeks,so,you won't be alone here after all. Just try your best not to end up in the hospital or even worse.....dead.”
Hanzo reaches out and places his hand on his brother's shoulder.
“Relax Nakazo,I'll be fine. If anything,it shall be my striking prowess guiding me to victory and it won't be me that ends up in the ER this upcoming night,it will be that Michelle Taylor instead. Just watch her try me,only to wind up on the floor each time with my judo. Trust me,I got this.”
A brief smile appears on both their faces and disappear as quickly as they appeared.
“Now come on brother,let's go get some food. All this deep talk has made my stomach grumble.”
“And now I know that you haven't lost your hunger at all.”
“Hey,dragons gotta eat to.”
Nakazo shakes his head,although slightly laughing this time as the two head toward the exit door. Fade to black.
(This was a roleplay I used in the now closed fed, The Pitt)
The scene opens up to a rather run down gym where most of the equipment inside the gym is practically covered in a complete blanket of dust. Metal can be heard swinging off to the right of the screen. As the camera pans over,the area becomes more dim and only the particles of dust can be seen flying off a punching bag within the light's grasp. Every split second,a taped foot or fist comes flying in,slamming off the bag and spraying the dust everywhere. After another few minutes pass,the lights suddenly flick on,and a figure,covered by a black hoodie,continues with his striking practice. Footsteps are heard coming in from the left side of the screen as the man continues on striking the punching bag.
“Hanzo.”
Silence fills the room for a few awkward seconds as the man continues striking.
“Hanzo.”
Still no response from Hanzo as his focus stays on the punching bag.
“Hanzo!”
After a powerful side kick to the punching bag,causing it to swing wildly on its chain,does Hanzo turn around. Looking up and down at the figure before him,he instantly does another one eighty,returning his focus to the bag.
“Why are you here Nakazo?”
“Is it not obvious enough brother?”
“No....it isn't.”
A sigh escapes through Nakazo as Hanzo begins to viciously punch the bag,with each punch sending it further back. The chain rattles violently as the bags swings around with excessive force before Hanzo tightly catches it in his grasp,before letting it go gently.
“Why exactly are you even here Nakazo? Last I checked,you said you wouldn't see me at all once I made the decision to come here,to come to America.”
“It's ridiculous how I even need to explain Hanzo,but I'll tell you anyway.”
He briefly looks around for any open seat before Hanzo points to the one just behind him. Sitting down,Hanzo turns back and resumes his striking,which has now returned to a steadier pace.
“I saw you on television in that ring,and to be honest,I'm honestly scared for your safety regarding this decision you made. I thought this place would be a safer place for you,but I should've known better than to assume that you would tread carefully. You always have lived a life of danger since the incident.”
Hanzo wildly kicks the punching bag in response before whipping around and pointing a finger towards Nakazo.
“Whatever happened back there,stays there. I did what I thought was justified and since our parents gave me a much more severe punishment then I anticipated,I had no choice but to flee. You think I would just stay there and listen to them berate every day? No! That would go against my own morals.”
He goes to punch the bag again,but Nakazo suddenly stops him by grabbing his forearm. Hanzo looks back at him with a cold stare,but Nakazo returns the glance before releasing Hanzo's arm.
“You know you'll only increase the risk of reinjuring your wrist if you keep striking that hard brother.”
“I guess your right....”
He reluctantly unwraps the tape from his hands,letting the scraps float down to his feet. Glancing back up at his brother,he removes his hood,revealing his masked face only showing his eyes and mouth although bits of the scar can be seen in some of the openings.
“That scar still hasn't lost its flair has it Hanzo.”
“Why would it? It serves as a reminder for what I'm fighting for. Honor,glory,etc.”
“And you're willing to do that in a place more violent then the fight circles you participated in back home in Ichihara. Again,I really do question why you chose those place instead of something that could've been a bit less.....extreme?”
Hanzo shrugs at the comment before unzipping his hoodie and flinging it off himself next to Nakazo's seat.
“If it's going to make me a living,I'm willing to do whatever. I've put my body on the line multiple times before and I'm willing to do it again and again.....even if it means suffering injury.”
A sound of shock can be heard in Nakazo's breath.
“You can't be serious Hanzo. I saw what happened last show with that woman that you're scheduled to face. She put someone else IN THE HOSPITAL! That's already a danger sign!”
A slight smirk creeps onto Hanzo's face.
“Relax brother....danger is my middle name after all.”
Nakazo shakes his head at the response.
“I guess you really haven't changed then.....well,should you need anything or help,I'll be within in the area and should be moving into the area withing the next few weeks,so,you won't be alone here after all. Just try your best not to end up in the hospital or even worse.....dead.”
Hanzo reaches out and places his hand on his brother's shoulder.
“Relax Nakazo,I'll be fine. If anything,it shall be my striking prowess guiding me to victory and it won't be me that ends up in the ER this upcoming night,it will be that Michelle Taylor instead. Just watch her try me,only to wind up on the floor each time with my judo. Trust me,I got this.”
A brief smile appears on both their faces and disappear as quickly as they appeared.
“Now come on brother,let's go get some food. All this deep talk has made my stomach grumble.”
“And now I know that you haven't lost your hunger at all.”
“Hey,dragons gotta eat to.”
Nakazo shakes his head,although slightly laughing this time as the two head toward the exit door. Fade to black.