Post by Kami on Feb 9, 2022 8:47:40 GMT -8
BIO
Name: Benny “Kami” North
Ring Name: Kami
Pic Base: HOOK
Nicknames: The Lost Boy, Kamikaze, Baby Driver from the acclaimed movie Baby Driver
Height: 6’1
Weight: 205Lbs
Hometown: The trail
Gimmick: The lost boy. The wandering Hero. Believes himself to be The Protagonist without a face. He’s a drifter who hasn’t really called any place home for a long time. If Grunge were a person and also a really shitty person, this would be Kami. A man of anonymity, claiming to have no face. Mysterious, brooding
Alignment: Whatever. It’s all subjective, isn’t it?. Nazis thought Hitler was a babyface. More than likely wasn’t.
Wrestling Style: Risk taking
Entrance Theme: Burning Pile x Mother Mother
Entrance: The lights dim low. The music starts to play, rifting for around 27 seconds.
“All my style, all my grace
All I tried to save my face
All my guts try to spill
All my holes try to fill”
In walks this 6’1 semi-stocky kid, cleanly shaven with a chair in his hand and a cigarette between his lips. He stares ahead, looks out to the crowd before taking a few steps forward. Kami is at a complete standstill, unfolding the chair and setting it down, taking a seat as he nods to himself. He enjoys the seat, almost looking down at those around him. It brings a quick grin to his face but that’s all over and done with when his hands reach into his left ring boot to pull out a lighter.
“On my drugs, on my rent
On my saving philosophy
It goes one in the bank and the rest for me
It goes”
The chorus of Mother Mother’s Burning Pile begins to play as he lights his cigarette. This semi long haired mystery of a man takes a single pull, his arms hanging with relief. Blowing out this thick cloud of smile that nearly covers his face, intentionally hiding it from everyone. He stands up, keeps the bud of his smoke between his teeth as he moves with a lazy reluctance. There’s no reluctance due to his opponent, rather the pain of having to do this. The show, the dance. The lights, the action. Kami’s hobby was extravagant
“My momma, lonely maid
Got her buns in the oven, and she never got laid
My papa, renaissance man
Sailed away and he never came back again”
Yet again that creepily joyous chorus begins to light the PA system. The camera pans to Kami who circles the ring like a shark, tossing his cigarette about halfway around the squared circle. Leaping onto the apron facing the stage, he closes his eyes and selfishly listens to about half of the song. His eyes open, his eyes glossy with that consistent dead stare as he steps through the middle ropes. Kami then leans back against the corner, looks up at the lights and lets out a sigh, nearly smiling once more.
For a momentary glimpse of a second, he feels something. Then, his music cuts and it’s time to work.
Strengths:
Youthful: Dude is young and as we all know, our bodies can take more punishment as a younger person as opposed to being an old fuck.
Speed: Being slender gives him a huge speed advantage to most of his opponents.
Doesn’t really give a fuck: Self explanatory.
Weaknesses:
Size: Pretty much anyone he faces will have a strength advantage against him.
Mouthy: Trash talk gets him in a lot of trouble.
Doesn’t really give a fuck: Not caring about yourself will really put your body in a few predicaments.
Moveset:
Moves
Chops
Elbows to the back of the neck
Leaping senton
Enzuigiri
Dropkick
Leg Lariat
Arm drag
Crossbody
Suicide dive
Springboard crossbody
Front dropkick
Leg drop
Snap suplex
Apron elbow drop
Slaps
Open palm strikes
Shoot kicks
Heavy forearms
European Uppercuts
Signatures:
Crucifix Driver
Rope walk meteora
Cannonball senton
Finishers:
1999: Scorpion Kick
Trust Fall: Coffin drop
Likes:
Cigarettes
Anime
Drugs
Jack In The Box
The feeling of emptiness
Scary women
Danger
Stealing
80s wrestling. Mostly to make fun of.
Dislikes:
80s wrestling. It sucks
Being told what to do
The false sense of happiness
Overly happy people
Simpletons
Camel cigarettes
