Whisper or Whisper Williams.... both work.
Height & Weight:
San Antonio, Texas
San Antonio, Texas
(Face or Heel): Sort of face, but then again... lets go heel.
Hair Style/Color/Length: Short, Straight crimson hair, almost like blood.
Eye Color: Baby Blue.
Facial Hair: A tiny little goatee and some tiny sideburns.
Ring Attire: The mask for the ring attire is kind of based of Willow. The mask worn by Whisper is jet black, with little white lines around the eyes and mouth. The shape of the mask is almost like a shield, just a lot more rounded. Whisper's chest and shoulders are hidden under a tight fitting vest, with the words "I'm mad, so what?" printed on the front. On the back of said vest are the words "This is the real me" with a picture of his mask underneath. On his lower body he wears jeans, colored blue.
Entrance Attire: The same as his ring attire, just his Entrance Attire contains a think woolen overcoat and a Christmas hat, no matter what time of year.
Tattoos: His arms are covered in names and dates and random Chinese symbols. On his left shoulder there is a big cross and on his right shoulder there is a huge love heart. If you ever get the chance to see his neck you'll see the words, "Love you baby..."
Sample Photo of Character:
Odd, Unstable, Mental.... All of them come under the Insane Gimmick.
Characteristics of Gimmick:
Whisper is a loner, as you can tell. He spends most of his free time on his own, away from people. This has left Whisper unable to speak to people without bursting into sweat and things like that. Being on his own so much has left Whisper a little bit unstable. He tends to lick random people, as well as talk to TV's and Walls, almost like he see's his former best friend in them. He tends to stand over his fallen opponents, speaking to his former best friend, almost like his opponent is his best friend....
Barney Williams is a big man, thus when he dreamed of being a wrestler, no-one ever said he could be, his weight would stop him. For the first few years in his life he believed them as well. These years were dark, his brother and best friend has just died in a car crash, Barney's mother was always crying, Barney's father.... well no-one knew where he was. Barney was always left alone, and through grief he found himself talking to pictures of his friend, and he would wait for a response.
It took almost four years for Barney's mother to realize what her son was going through, and when she did it was too late. Barney had slipped into a sort of trance, where he was constantly having conversations with this picture. His mother sent him to be checked out, and after a few months of work by doctors, Barney was almost himself again.
He was 19 when he finally researched the nearest wrestling academy to him. He wasn't sure if he'd be accepted, due to his mental health, but he was. Barney spent seven years training his moves, working out in the gym. The next time Barney saw his mother, she was shocked. Barney had legs like tree trunks, due to the gym, and he had even dyed his hair. They spent a while catching up with each other, but Barney kept some news to himself.
Barney had started talking to the picture again, but not just the picture, any picture, any wall, any person. He did have it under control, but still, it was there... thus, Whisper was born. Whisper, the side of Barney that was allowed to be insane... it was a way he could keep the talking to himself, but also have a good time doing it.. When he started working on the indie unit, Barney kept the name Whisper, and always used to walk to the ring with a band of children, that he would talk to like they were his best friend. He was well known for devious attacks during his indie time..
He went on Hiatus for a few months, our Barney did, and when he came back.... well he was a different man....
All the lights cut out, and it goes really cold. A little band of children walk out onto the stage, all silent, all dressed in black. Jet black lights aim at the stage, and then they flick White and Black. Whisper comes running out onto the stage, holding his boots in his hands. He stands there, putting his boots on, before finally sprinting down to the ring, sliding under the ropes. When in the ring, he sits there for a few moments, awaiting his opponent, unless he is the last person in the ring, in which case he just stands there.
Striker, Grapple Specialist.
Previous Injuries/Character Psyche:
At the age of 17, Whisper got his hand smashed under a car tire, breaking 90% of the bones in it. This happened when he tripped and a car didn't see him. Due to this Whisper's left hand isn't as strong as it could be, and constant attack to the hand will cause Whisper the worst pain imaginable. Whisper does have quite strong legs though, and it will take quite a few good shots to cripple his legs.
Strengths/Weaknesses (2 or 3 for each):
Whisper has strong legs, giving him extra power in his kicks.
Whisper has fought most types of fighter around, so he is smart, and can adapt to 9/10 different types of fighting style, finding quick ways to counter.
Whisper can get into peoples heads, causing some harsh mindgames, even if he can't take them.
Whisper has a weak left hand, meaning when he tries to chain punches, the chance is he'll do more damage to himself than his opponent. This also works if his hand gets attacked enough.
Whisper is slow, due to his weight. This means he can't catch up with the high flying types.
Whisper is over cocky, he thinks he knows, and can win anything, this puts him at a hard wall when he loses, he normally throws a mini tantrum.
Finishers (Maximum of 2):
Whisper (Modified Scorpion Deathdrop)
Nightingale (Gut kick into a Belly to Belly)
Signature Moves (Maximum of 3):
Character Moveset (Maximum of 12, NO FINISHERS!):
Side Suplex followed by a Leg Drop.
Right hand Jab
Gut Punch Combo (Normally a right and a left to take the opponent into the corner, and then about 7 rights and lefts to the gut. Normally followed up with a Dropkick onto his opponent while in the corner)
Suicide Dive (Rare)
Round House Kick
It was cold, and dark... unusual for July... The room itself was crimson, the color of blood... In the corner was a man, muttering to himself...
???: Friend, Fight Friend, Win and fight some more.
He was rocking back and forth, slowly, almost as if he was scared of something, something that was clearly close to him... Then we see a TV in front of him, on the screen is a young version of the male, throwing kicks at a shadow... After a few moments the Shadow starts to speak.
???: God Whisper, you sure know how to throw a punch.
The TV goes black, and the male, who we know as Whisper, starts chuckling.
Whisper: Throw a punch, haha, how about kicks my friend.... Wrestling.... my night, my chance to prove I can fight....