Angelus’ Contract

[ EWE OFFICIAL CREATED WRESTLER CONTRACT ]

[CHARACTERS IDENTITY]


[ IN CHARACTER INFORMATION]

Wrestlers Real Name(Optional):
Sam Washington

Wrestlers Name:
Angelus

Pic Name:
(Young) Jean-Claude Van Damme

Height:
6’3”

Weight:
225 lbs.

Hometown:
Las Vegas, Nevada

Date of Birth:
6.6.1982 (aged 28)

Entrance Theme:
“The Memory Remains” by Metallica

Disposition:
Face

[CHARACTERS MOVE SET]

Finishing Move:
One Way Ticket-This is Angelus’ modified super kick (kinda like the Sweet Chin Music is for HBK). When setting up, Angelus will to a corner and wait for his opponent to stand or turn around, then he’ll strike. But he can also connect it any time he wants if need be.

Set Up Move:
Top-Rope Shooting Star Elbow Drop-It’ll generally lead to the “One Way Ticket”

Trademark Moves(Optional):
The Deal Breaker-Angelus’ armbar (he’s the master of it and will link it out of anything possible)
C-2-Basically a HUGE brainbuster

Common Moves:
-Roundhouse Kick
-Tiger Bomb
-Spinebuster
-Snap Suplex
-Backflip Kick
-Sharpshooter
-Figure Four Leg Lock
-Inverted DDT
-Electric Chair Drop
-Enziguri

*Side Note: He’s a master martial artist.

[CHARACTER SAMPLE ROLEPLAY]

OOC: This is one of my early RPs. This is not even my best work.
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”I’ll kill every last one of those son’s of bitches!”

Angelus slides a new, fully loaded clip into one of his colt .45's as he stands up from the street. Thunder echoes in the distance, signifying a storm is coming. Angelus looks down at April’s lifeless body one last time and peacefully says good bye to the woman he loved....and their unborn child who was lost as well. Angelus turns and begins walking down the dark street. He doesn’t care how it all ends tonight. One way or another...he’s taking them all with him.

opening theme

He may in fact be blinded with anger and hate. But none of it matters. She died there, in his arms because of who he was. They had no business killing her. She was no part of any of this! DAMN THEM! Angelus’s hands clench tighter on the grip of the guns. The rain now begins pouring down into the streets as well. You can see the droplet’s exploding and bouncing off of Angelus. His eyes search the streets for the car that sped off. When suddenly he finds himself right in front of the old pawn shop. The place where every crook in town would come and turn over their stolen goods that they each destroyed a life for. Just for blood money. Angelus stops and marches directly up to the door. Slowly putting his guns away, he prepares to knock but stops himself and looks at his hand and then back at the door. Screw the knocking. Angelus kicks the door and the owner of the shop is literally caught with his pants down. He sits not far from the door with a young, topless girl sitting in front of him. Her head, between his legs. She doesn’t even look 15 Before the shop keeper can react, Angelus grabs a bat that’s hanging right up on the wall and swings it right at the rat bastard. CRACK! Right into the face! The shop keeper flies off his chair, blood spattering all over. The frightened girl scurries away on her hands and knees across the floor into some corner. Angelus slowly approaches the shop keeper and kneels down with a sadistic smile.

Angelus: Now that I...have your attention, I have a few questions to ask you.

The shop keeper’s damn near out of it. But he still manages to mumble off a big tough “FUCK YOU, PIG!”

Angelus: the first is this: Who had the hit organized tonight, and where are they?

Shop keeper: I’m not saying one fucking thing! You knocked ma’ teef out!

Angelus goes down and scoops the shop keeper up by his shirt in a fit of rage.

Angelus: I’ll do more than that if you don’t tell me what I want to know!

Shop Keeper: FUCK YOU! THEY’LL HAVE MY BALLS IF I GIVE YOU ANYTHING!

There’s suddenly a glimmer in Angelus’s eye and he slowly forms a grin while setting the shop keeper down.

Angelus: So that’s what you’re afraid of...hmm. Okay then.

Angelus turns away and goes over to a display case that has many knives and other forms of blades in it. The shop keeper suddenly has a very nervous look on his face when Angelus punches right through the glass case and pulls out a rather scary looking knife.

shop Keeper: Wha-What are ya doin’ man? He-Hey, put that back! ANGELUS! NO!! NO!!!!

Angelus holds the blade and quickly comes back at the shop keeper. He traps him between the knife and the wall...

Angelus: TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW!!!! NOW!!

Shop Keeper: ALRIGHT! Some new guy in Fallen Grove. His name’s Max Vitorio or something!

Angelus gets more into the shop keeper’s face and presses the knife even further against the guy’s groin.

Angelus: And where do I find Mr. Vitorio?

Shop Keeper: EH! EH! EH! C’MON! GO EASY WITH THAT THING! He’s downtown. He owns that new-uh, hotel built down there!

Angelus: Okay, second question now Ron! Don’t mess this one up, you’re doing so well! Now, what’s a slob like you doing with a teenage girl!!! IN MY TOWN!

Shop Keeper: I-I-I-AH, fuck sake man! I swear I didn’t...

Angelus quickly head butts the shop keeper and then spins him around, throwing him right into and through some of the display cases. Angelus walks toward him, in a great fury. The shop keeper rolls over, dazed and see’s a monster coming for him. He tries to get up and escape but the next thing he knows, a winding foot comes flying around from no where and cracks him right in the face. The shop keeper flies into the wall and slides down, now sitting. Angelus leans down to get face to face with him and just stares into his eyes.

Angelus: Every...item...here has costed a life at one time or another. A life you...YOU helped destroy. Now I ask you, how does that make you feel?

Shop Keeper: I-...oh shit man, look I told you where to fi-

Angelus: You’re not answering my question....The rules were, you had to answer them.

Shop Keeper: I DON’T KNOW MAN!!! I...

Angelus: Look at her! LOOK AT HER! Not only have you ruined other’s lives, but hers.

Shop keeper: Hey man, it’s her job! Alright? You’re just mad because your pretty little girlfriend got wacked!

Angelus: I was hoping you would say that.

Angelus pulls out the knife once again and holds the shop keeper by his throat. There’s a dark, loathsome look in Angelus’s eyes as he raises the knife just enough so the light shines off the blade. The shop keeper looks up in horror and then Angelus slams it down in one place. A place that would hurt every man the most. The shop keeper squeals out as his eyes roll back. Angelus stands up and turns back to the door, but before leaving he turns to the girl.

Angelus: Go home.

the girl quickly runs out. Angelus turns back once more to see the bloody bastard lying on the floor, still screaming like a girl.

Angelus: Just like being circumcised, eh Ron? Don’t worry....

Angelus whispers the rest to himself while walking out the door.

Angelus: ...You’ll be dead in a minute or two.

the sound of a car window smashing goes out through the stormy night. A soaking wet Angelus gets inside the car. He probably shouldn’t try hot wiring the car since he’s soaking wet from the rain. But he does anyway. Getting a little shock is the last thing on his mind. After a few seconds, Angelus wires the car and goes speeding off into the night. A long, red car flies like a bat out of hell through the rainy streets with Angelus behind the wheel. He’s gotta get to Vitorio. If it’s the last thing he does, he must kill the bastard who did this. All the crime, all the scum, and the cancer that’s been slowly killing the city for so long....it all ends. One way or another. While Angelus is driving, memories flash back through his mind. They were gonna have a life together. They were going to be happy. Angelus had even considered leaving the force for her and the baby when it was born. But all that will never happen now. Angelus figured that out when he watched the life fade right from her beautiful eyes. If an angel had ever died in front of a human being, that’s what it would of looked like. Angelus comes flying around a corner, nearly losing control of the car and almost slams into another car on the street but luckily dodges it! The hotel’s in sight! The gas pedal is pushed all the way down as Angelus speeds up. Finally, in front. No guards...no door men. Nothing. Looks like this truly is the night. Vitorio knows he’s coming, he’ll be ready. Angelus parks the car around back and quietly slides himself out through the driver’s window. He adjusts his jacket while approaching the back door, but as he approaches the steps he can already hear the henchmen on the other side talking.

“We gotta be ready for that cop, Angelus!”

“ Yeah? I don’t think he’s so tough...”

“HA! You never met Lenny then have you?”

“Tongueless Lenny?”

“How do you think he became Tongueless Lenny?”

“ *gasp* NO WAY!”

“Way!”

Angelus smirks and then lightly taps on the door.

“Who da’ hell is it!?!”

Angelus: Pizza guy!

“I didn’t order any pizza, did you?”

“No but who cares, I’m starving!”

“Yeah me too...”

The door opens as a relatively large, bald man in a grey suit steps out with his wallet.

“ What the hell?”

A pipe suddenly comes flying out of the shadows from the man’s right and cracks him right in the head! The big man drops down the steps, on to the back alley pavement. Blood runs from the side of his head while the other door man now slowly comes outside. He see’s his pal lying there, unconscious. Maybe even dead and a sudden burst of fear passes through him.

“Ja-Jay?”

As the door man walks out and kneels down to his friend, Angelus comes walking out from the shadows.

Angelus: You’re like your friend I see. Not very smart.

The door man quickly turns back around and is stunned.

“YOU’RE HIM!”

Angelus: Yes, I am!

The door man gets up and swings at Angelus but misses! Angelus pops back up and tackles into him, driving him back and then slamming him on the concrete outside! Angelus mounts on top of him and screams with a lust for blood as he begins punching the man’s face in. Drops of blood spatter up on Angelus’s face, but quickly get washed away by the falling rain. Before Angelus knows it, all that’s left of the man’s face is the bits of bone and torn skin. Angelus stands up, covered and soaked in blood and heads inside. Once inside, his senses become very acute. He listens for the slightest sound. For a hotel...things just seem too quiet. At least the interior design is brightly colored and the halls seem to be well lighted. Angelus enters into a lobby where he is greeted by several men. They all are either sitting in the lobby furniture or standing against the wall. None of them however look surprised to see Angelus. Angelus walks until he’s about in the center of the room then he stops. He turns all around, looking at each man. Then, taking his form Angelus smirks and says...

Angelus: Well...if this is how you want to die, come forward.

One burly man smirks to another man and steps forward, cracking his knuckles. He swings once at Angelus but completely misses. Angelus then kicks him in the side of his knee cap, cracking it. He then straightens and strengthens his right palm and quickly brings it right into the man’s jugular. He falls over, holding his throat and choking to death. The other’s now all stand up. They realize how serious this is. Angelus again takes his form and taunts them on. But this time they all come at once. Fists fly, feet fly. The sounds of bare knuckles meeting soft, human flesh shake the lobby walls. Angelus is shown dodging, and moving all over the place. Leaping, kicking, punching, throwing, head butting. One man, Angelus literally cups his two first fingers of his right hand and gouges the eyes out of an enemy. Then one of the men grab angelus and the others begin brutally punching and kicking, cracking the ribs of Angelus before the fight returns inside Angelus! Until finally....the last man is shown being dropped. His neck is nearly turned back all the way around and all that remains, is a bloody, battered....Angelus. He slightly leans in, holding his ribs. He’s covered in blood. Both his own, and theirs. Angelus begins limping up the lobby stars, heading to the elevator. He just gets up the stairs when the elevator door opens and a man holding duel revolvers fires two shots directly into Angelus! He falls back, and rolls down the steps. For a moment...he thinks he may be dead. But then he realizes that, life is still in him. He removes his 45's now and sits up, firing them up at the shooter. The shooter fires back and another bullet hits Angelus. This time it’s in his left shoulder. Angelus turns some what to his left but continues firing, until the shooter falls over the railing, dead. He drops to one knee and leans over, breathing heavily. He observes his wounds in which his blood is running freely from. This can’t be it though! He won’t let it! Angelus forces himself back up and goes up the stairs, into the elevator. He pushes the “6th floor” button and then leans back against the wall until it reaches. Once there, he can see a set of doors shut as someone just ran out. Angelus begins stumbling forward until he himself is at those doors. He goes through them. They lead to the roof. Angelus looks around, searching for the person who ran out. He’s breathing heavily now. Not much time. Then he see’s the devil himself. The man Angelus has hunted all night. Vitorio stands there in the rain when a devilish smile. He removes his jacket and begins walking forward. Angelus does the same, and when the two meet...they begin circling each other.

Vitorio: Looks to me like you’ve had a rough night.

Angelus: Not near as rough as you’re gonna have...

Vitorio: Awww, come on man! She was just some stupid bitch! No hard feelings huh?

Angelus: Not at all...* Angelus suddenly cracks Vitorio in the face with a left hook.*

Vitorio: *spits blood* Heh! Is that it? I thought you were suppose to be some big badass. No...I think instead of wasting any more time on you, I’ll kill you here.

Vitorio reaches behind him and goes for a 9mm. Angelus withdraws his 45 from his under arm holster and takes aim right at the bastard’s head. Vitorio stops and freezes, going dead stiff with fear.

CLICK! DAMN!!! EMPTY!!! Angelus looks at the gun as if it had betrayed him. Then Vitorio smiles and pulls out his gun.

Vitorio: Too bad. You had some real spunk!

BLAT! A single shot is fired into Angelus’s chest. Angelus acts as if he’s going to fall over backwards by the way he leans back at first but then drops to his knees. He slowly feels the wound and looks at the blood. Vitorio steps forward and holds the gun to Angelus’s head.

Vitorio: You know...that girl might still be alive if it wasn’t for you. But, nothing personal eh sport?
Angelus: I have...

Vitorio: What was that?

Angelus: I have something....for you.

Vitorio: Oh? Like what? Free parking tickets?

Angelus: PAIN!

Angelus punches Vitorio in the groin and when vitorio leans in, nearly falling over, Angelus head butts him making Vitorio fly back! The gun is dropped and scattered some where while Angelus slowly gets up to his feet. Vitorio holds his nose and gets on his hands and knees, crawling to save his life. He pleads for mercy from Angelus, but Angelus shows no signs of giving in. Vitorio sits up against the railing of the ledge and Angelus grabs him up.

Vitorio: NO! I CAN PAY YOU! ANYTHING!

Angelus: Anything?

Vitorio: YOU NAME IT! ANYTHING YOU WANT!

Angelus: Bring her back...

Vitorio: What?

Angelus: BRING HER BACK! I WANT MY LIFE BACK!

Vitorio: I...

Angelus: CAN’T!?!

Angelus yells at the top of his lungs and shoves Vitorio over the edge. He stands there, watching as Vitorio plummets to his demise. You can hear the sound of a car smashing below from the body’s impact. Angelus turns around and falls forward, coughing up blood. This is it he thinks. This is good-bye.

“How’s my brother?”

“He’s fine. He’ll make it. Just needs time and rest.”

“Good to hear doc. Listen, take this and if anyone asks he’s not here and I was never here. Got that?”

“I understand. It’ll be taken care of, Godfather.”

“Good.”

Angelus’ eyes open for the first time in months. He’s lying in a hospital bed...alone.

[OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION]
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Handler/Players Name:
Eric

Age:
21

E-Mail:
e_oneil@bellsouth.net

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