Post by Jason D'Angelo on Jun 3, 2007 7:35:59 GMT -5
My Name: Jason D'Angelo
Wrestler Name: Jason D'Angelo
Birthdate: May 15th, 1979
Hometown: Unknown
Height: 6'3'
Weight: 241 lbs.
Nicknames: The Resident Evil, The Killin' Villain
Status: Neutral (hated mostly... but loved due to his wit and comedic relief. Usually fans will be excited to hear him come out or see him backstage but will end up hating on him when the scene/match commences.)
Entrance Music: 'Sympathy For The Devil' by The Rolling Stones
Entrance:
Sympathy For The Devil by The Rolling Stones
Jason D'Angelo saunters out of the back ever-so-slowly, manipulating his pace to the progressive beat of the drums. He stands atop the stage engulfed in a mixture of love and hate. Admiration and despise. Respect and respute.
Mick Jagger pierces the beat with his ever recognizeable vocals.
"Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste.
I've been around for a long long year
Stole many a mans soul and fate."
With all the confidence in the world, Jason makes his way down to the ring, never losing focus on the ultimate goal; victory at any cost.
Jason swaggers up the stairs and gracefully enters the ring through the ropes. He stands, dead center, in the ring soaking in the emotion from the crowd.
"Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name!"
As the music slowly begins to die, so too does Jason's showmanship.
It's go time.
Looks Like: Joey Jordison/Jude Law
Information
Wrestling Style: Methodical; Submissionist; Condescending
Set Up Move: Pumphandle Piledriver (You're not serious, are you? >=) )
Finisher: The Soprano (When opponent is laying face-up, D'Angelo grabs their ankles and places his feet against their crotch, then heaves and rolls back onto his shoulder-blades, thrusting his legs straight and perpendicular to the mat. The end result has the opponent perched atop D'Angelo's feet, with Jason pulling down on the ankles to intensify the pain and hold the victim in place.)
Other Moves / Favorite Moves:
Pumphandle Piledriver (usually a lead-in to The Soprano)
Boston Crab
Camel Clutch
Crossface Chickenwing
Fallaway Slam
Gutwrench Suplex
Double-Underhook Suplex
Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex
Powerbomb (he'll usually follow it up immediately with a Boston Crab)
Full-Nelson Slam (typically following the Tommy Gun)
Stalling Brainbuster (gives him time to foreshadow the pain for the opponent)
Dragon Roll (from amateur wrestling, it's executed when an opponent is on his knees or getting up, by reaching under and across the body with one hand and grabbing onto the opponent's upper arm, then pulling it against the opponent's own neck and locking it in place with the other arm, then rolling them the way of the incapacitated arm. It is easily countered by sticking a leg out, but D'Angelo appreciates it nonetheless, as it acts as an indirect and therefore arguably legal choke)
Backbreaker
Death Valley Driver
Samoan Drop
Spinebuster
Flapjack
Texas Cloverleaf
Reverse Neckbreaker
Inverted Indian Deathlock
Sandwiching and grinding his opponent's head between the mat and his boot or knee.
Trademark Moves:
Tommy Gun (Used as a counter to a punch, D'Angelo slides under the arm and hooks it with one of his own, then spins around and rapidly pounds the back of his opponent's neck with his free hand. Since I know you've seen Rocky V, you saw Stallone do it to Tommy Morrison, who -- not-so-coincidentally -- played a character named Tommy Gunn.)
Columbian Necktie (Used when the opponent is dazed, and never more than once a match since it almost always results in a stern warning from the referee, Jason literally tries to grab the Adam's apple with one hand, then smashes down on that hand with his other hand [think Three Stooges with the nose deal, only less exaggerated], figuratively tearing the throat, followed by a blatant closed fist [with the hand that grabbed, wheeling around with the momentum] to the same spot.)
Cement Shoes (Stepping on his opponent's foot, D'Angelo throws all his weight behind a forearm [read: elbow] to the face, trying to knock the victim over and hyperextend the muscles at the front of the shin [soleus?] as well as tear the tendons and ligaments joining the foot to the leg. He will only use this against people he genuinely dislikes or disdains, or against opponents who have been cheating throughout the match.)
Squealing Surrender (When opponent is laying face-down, D'Angelo places a knee across the small of their back and stabilizes himself with his other foot stretched between their legs, then hooks their head across the jawbone with one arm and their closest leg just above the knee with the other. Pulling his arms together, he clasps his hands to lock in the move, then flexes as hard as he can and waits for the submission.)
The Bulging Member (Designed specifically for females, D'Angelo positions them for a Tombstone, but instead of dumping the femme right away, grinds the business all up in her face for a while, letting her appreciate the moment, before spiking her.)
Wrestling Style:
His background lies primarily in streetfighting and amateur wrestling, but D'Angelo has always been a sucker for outrageous professional wrestling moves (like piledrivers, powerbombs, and death valley drivers). He also loves submission fighting, delighting in the suffocating helplessness of an opponent unable to move and suffering.
His in-ring attitude is best described as stalking or predatory. He is calm, yet vicious and calculating, typically honing in on an enemy's strength and trying to incapacitate it (for example, if he was facing a small guy, the majority of his efforts would go into punishing the back to limit their speed and maneuverability, with secondary attention paid to the legs, in particular the hamstrings, using moves designed to cramp the muscles). He pretends he's contemptuous of (nearly) everyone, adopting a palpable yet nonchalant air of superiority, even with those whose ability he holds in the utmost respect. He will talk all kinds of smack throughout the match, especially during submission moves, using condescending and derisive sympathy instead of the traditional 'U R SUX~! I R REWL U!' brand of trashtalking. Strategy and mind-games personify him in and outside of the ring.
He has very little respect for luchadors and any characters who rely on what he views as ridiculous moves, moves that require in-depth choreography, unrealistic execution, or more effort from the victim than the aggressor. He sees those moves (Tajiri's tarantula, for example, or anything Rey Mysterio does) as detrimental to the integrity of the sport, and he will go out of his way to make the move and the wrestler trying to pull it off look as stupid as possible. When he no-sells he does it with prejudice. For them, the contempt is real. Same with huge wrestlers who have nothing else going for them, getting over solely on the merit of their genetics (big-for-nothing, D'Angelo calls them), mainly because with that gift of size they could be so much more.
If he's dominating a match he'll lord it over his opponent, taking breaks to comb his hair or check his wrist (as if he was wearing a watch) while they're down. He'll do the hair-combing whenever he gets the opportunity, really, and most often just before applying The Soprano, though not in every single match. He's very competitive and doesn't like giving his opponent any breathers, but he's also a showman, and loves playing to the crowd.
A dedicated student of the sport and everyone he faces, sometimes he likes to let his opponent act first, just so he can try to counter all of their moves, knowing it will tear down their confidence.
It is exceedingly rare to see D'Angelo go up top. To his way of thinking there are only four reasons to head to the top rope: showmanship, grappling inexperience, physical weakness, and/or desperation. While he is lacking in tolerance, his stores of patience are infinite; he doesn't get frustrated or desperate. The only times he climbs the turnbuckles are when he wants to show off, so if he does ascend it'll be for something acrobatically climactic.
Favourite Match: Cell matches. There's no escape, just two wrestlers vying for supremacy and fighting for survival. He is relentlessly aggressive in them, doing his damnedest to make his opponent feel claustrophobic.
Favourite Weapon: His mind. >=)
Wrestling History/Background:
D'Angelo's career match record is severely under-reported... be it negligence or D'Angelo's want of it not to.
Wrestler Name: Jason D'Angelo
Birthdate: May 15th, 1979
Hometown: Unknown
Height: 6'3'
Weight: 241 lbs.
Nicknames: The Resident Evil, The Killin' Villain
Status: Neutral (hated mostly... but loved due to his wit and comedic relief. Usually fans will be excited to hear him come out or see him backstage but will end up hating on him when the scene/match commences.)
Entrance Music: 'Sympathy For The Devil' by The Rolling Stones
Entrance:
Sympathy For The Devil by The Rolling Stones
Jason D'Angelo saunters out of the back ever-so-slowly, manipulating his pace to the progressive beat of the drums. He stands atop the stage engulfed in a mixture of love and hate. Admiration and despise. Respect and respute.
Mick Jagger pierces the beat with his ever recognizeable vocals.
"Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste.
I've been around for a long long year
Stole many a mans soul and fate."
With all the confidence in the world, Jason makes his way down to the ring, never losing focus on the ultimate goal; victory at any cost.
Jason swaggers up the stairs and gracefully enters the ring through the ropes. He stands, dead center, in the ring soaking in the emotion from the crowd.
"Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name!"
As the music slowly begins to die, so too does Jason's showmanship.
It's go time.
Looks Like: Joey Jordison/Jude Law
Information
Wrestling Style: Methodical; Submissionist; Condescending
Set Up Move: Pumphandle Piledriver (You're not serious, are you? >=) )
Finisher: The Soprano (When opponent is laying face-up, D'Angelo grabs their ankles and places his feet against their crotch, then heaves and rolls back onto his shoulder-blades, thrusting his legs straight and perpendicular to the mat. The end result has the opponent perched atop D'Angelo's feet, with Jason pulling down on the ankles to intensify the pain and hold the victim in place.)
Other Moves / Favorite Moves:
Pumphandle Piledriver (usually a lead-in to The Soprano)
Boston Crab
Camel Clutch
Crossface Chickenwing
Fallaway Slam
Gutwrench Suplex
Double-Underhook Suplex
Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex
Powerbomb (he'll usually follow it up immediately with a Boston Crab)
Full-Nelson Slam (typically following the Tommy Gun)
Stalling Brainbuster (gives him time to foreshadow the pain for the opponent)
Dragon Roll (from amateur wrestling, it's executed when an opponent is on his knees or getting up, by reaching under and across the body with one hand and grabbing onto the opponent's upper arm, then pulling it against the opponent's own neck and locking it in place with the other arm, then rolling them the way of the incapacitated arm. It is easily countered by sticking a leg out, but D'Angelo appreciates it nonetheless, as it acts as an indirect and therefore arguably legal choke)
Backbreaker
Death Valley Driver
Samoan Drop
Spinebuster
Flapjack
Texas Cloverleaf
Reverse Neckbreaker
Inverted Indian Deathlock
Sandwiching and grinding his opponent's head between the mat and his boot or knee.
Trademark Moves:
Tommy Gun (Used as a counter to a punch, D'Angelo slides under the arm and hooks it with one of his own, then spins around and rapidly pounds the back of his opponent's neck with his free hand. Since I know you've seen Rocky V, you saw Stallone do it to Tommy Morrison, who -- not-so-coincidentally -- played a character named Tommy Gunn.)
Columbian Necktie (Used when the opponent is dazed, and never more than once a match since it almost always results in a stern warning from the referee, Jason literally tries to grab the Adam's apple with one hand, then smashes down on that hand with his other hand [think Three Stooges with the nose deal, only less exaggerated], figuratively tearing the throat, followed by a blatant closed fist [with the hand that grabbed, wheeling around with the momentum] to the same spot.)
Cement Shoes (Stepping on his opponent's foot, D'Angelo throws all his weight behind a forearm [read: elbow] to the face, trying to knock the victim over and hyperextend the muscles at the front of the shin [soleus?] as well as tear the tendons and ligaments joining the foot to the leg. He will only use this against people he genuinely dislikes or disdains, or against opponents who have been cheating throughout the match.)
Squealing Surrender (When opponent is laying face-down, D'Angelo places a knee across the small of their back and stabilizes himself with his other foot stretched between their legs, then hooks their head across the jawbone with one arm and their closest leg just above the knee with the other. Pulling his arms together, he clasps his hands to lock in the move, then flexes as hard as he can and waits for the submission.)
The Bulging Member (Designed specifically for females, D'Angelo positions them for a Tombstone, but instead of dumping the femme right away, grinds the business all up in her face for a while, letting her appreciate the moment, before spiking her.)
Wrestling Style:
His background lies primarily in streetfighting and amateur wrestling, but D'Angelo has always been a sucker for outrageous professional wrestling moves (like piledrivers, powerbombs, and death valley drivers). He also loves submission fighting, delighting in the suffocating helplessness of an opponent unable to move and suffering.
His in-ring attitude is best described as stalking or predatory. He is calm, yet vicious and calculating, typically honing in on an enemy's strength and trying to incapacitate it (for example, if he was facing a small guy, the majority of his efforts would go into punishing the back to limit their speed and maneuverability, with secondary attention paid to the legs, in particular the hamstrings, using moves designed to cramp the muscles). He pretends he's contemptuous of (nearly) everyone, adopting a palpable yet nonchalant air of superiority, even with those whose ability he holds in the utmost respect. He will talk all kinds of smack throughout the match, especially during submission moves, using condescending and derisive sympathy instead of the traditional 'U R SUX~! I R REWL U!' brand of trashtalking. Strategy and mind-games personify him in and outside of the ring.
He has very little respect for luchadors and any characters who rely on what he views as ridiculous moves, moves that require in-depth choreography, unrealistic execution, or more effort from the victim than the aggressor. He sees those moves (Tajiri's tarantula, for example, or anything Rey Mysterio does) as detrimental to the integrity of the sport, and he will go out of his way to make the move and the wrestler trying to pull it off look as stupid as possible. When he no-sells he does it with prejudice. For them, the contempt is real. Same with huge wrestlers who have nothing else going for them, getting over solely on the merit of their genetics (big-for-nothing, D'Angelo calls them), mainly because with that gift of size they could be so much more.
If he's dominating a match he'll lord it over his opponent, taking breaks to comb his hair or check his wrist (as if he was wearing a watch) while they're down. He'll do the hair-combing whenever he gets the opportunity, really, and most often just before applying The Soprano, though not in every single match. He's very competitive and doesn't like giving his opponent any breathers, but he's also a showman, and loves playing to the crowd.
A dedicated student of the sport and everyone he faces, sometimes he likes to let his opponent act first, just so he can try to counter all of their moves, knowing it will tear down their confidence.
It is exceedingly rare to see D'Angelo go up top. To his way of thinking there are only four reasons to head to the top rope: showmanship, grappling inexperience, physical weakness, and/or desperation. While he is lacking in tolerance, his stores of patience are infinite; he doesn't get frustrated or desperate. The only times he climbs the turnbuckles are when he wants to show off, so if he does ascend it'll be for something acrobatically climactic.
Favourite Match: Cell matches. There's no escape, just two wrestlers vying for supremacy and fighting for survival. He is relentlessly aggressive in them, doing his damnedest to make his opponent feel claustrophobic.
Favourite Weapon: His mind. >=)
Wrestling History/Background:
D'Angelo's career match record is severely under-reported... be it negligence or D'Angelo's want of it not to.
