Post by Alexis Terry on Jan 24, 2013 14:19:57 GMT -5
Personal Info:(Out of Character)
Name:
Chase
Age:
21
Location:
Ohio
Facebook:
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Twitter:
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Email:
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Any form of Messenger:(AIM, Yahoo, etc.)
cmpunkfan@hotmail.com MSN
TheGlambert09 AIM
Character Information: (In Character)
Wrestler Name:
Alexis Terry
Wrestler Age:
31
Height:
5’3
Weight
119lbs
Alignment:
Heel
Pic Base:
Layla
Wrestler's Entrance: (How your wrestler comes to the ring.)
Purple lighting fills the arena, the overhead lights dim, and this is followed up by “Lips Like Morphine” By Kill Hannah echoing over the public announce system. Alexis slowly walks to the ring ignoring the fans all together as she is introduced by the ring announcer.
Wrestler's Theme Music: (what music does your wrestler come out to?)
“Lips Like Morphine” By Kill Hannah
Wrestler's Bio: (What's your wrestler's history? What are some accomplishments he/she has achieved? How did they get here?)
GIW Undisputed Champion(1x)
Legacy Champion (2x)
Hurricane Awards 2012 - Member of the Year
Hurricane Awards 2012 - Matt Kluge OOC Award
Hurricane Awards 2012 - Most Dominate (International Glamor)
Hurricane Awards 2012 - Storyline of the Year (The Wedding)
ewrestling.wikia.com/wiki/Alexis_Marie_Terry
What type is your wrestler?
All-Around
Move set(What is your wrestler's arsenal? Suplex, neckbreaker, etc.)
1. DDT
2 Tornado DDT
3. Various Kicks
4. Running Knee to the Face
5. Sharpshooter
6. Armbar
7. German Suplex
8. Snap Suplex
9. Tiger Driver
10. Rolling Neckbreaker
11. Dragon Sleeper
12. Shining Wizard
13. Missal Dropkick
14. Fisherman Suplex
15. Double feet face stomp from the top rope.
Wrestler's signature: (Your superstar's move before your finisher. This isn't designed to finish off matches necessarily. However, these moves are designed to lead to your superstar's big finishes. Examples, CM Punk's elbow drop off the turnbuckle, Randy Orton's ring rope DDT, John Cena's 5 moves of doom, etc.)
1. Brainbuster
2. Reverse DDT
Wrestler's finisher: (This is your superstars big time finishing move. The move executed to end your opponent. EX: RKO, Sweet Chin Music, Attitude Adjustment, etc.)
1. Most Glamorous Moonsault Ever! (Moonsault from the top rope to a laid out opponent)
2. Lets Get Glamorous! (Gail Kim’s Eat Defeat)
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S A M P L E R O L E P L A Y
“Another shot of 1800 please” Alexis mumbled as the Legacy Championship rested in front of her on the bar counter. The bartender quickly filled the shot glass and Alexis downed the drink with ease. Her hair was a mess and she hadn’t even showered after the show ended but it didn’t stop Alexis from celebrating with a night out with one of her best friends in the entire world. Eliza sat next to her at the bar, drinking a glass of wine. The duo hadn’t spent a night out in a wile and once Alexis regained the Legacy Championship, it was time to celebrate. If Ryan knew she was out, especially at a bar he would probably lose it. It had been close to three months since Alexis took a drink of alcohol. She was proud of it too. She battled her demons to the ground; she battled them into submission one could say. It was a goal the couple set out to achieve together and they did just that. However, as Alexis sat sipping on her beer as the duo formally known as International Glamour hooted and hollered around the bar, the guilt wasn’t there. She felt nothing.
That was probably due to the fact that for the last couple days Alexis had been running off to the store, bars, restaurants, and wherever else she could find “adult” drinks and downed as many as she could before Ryan noticed she was gone. It was dishonest and the first couple times she hated herself for doing it but with the loss to Hayden and the fact Ryan wasn’t being himself lately, the pressure was just too much to handle. She caved and caved big time. She spent close to four hundred dollars out of their checking account. With Ryan being the one to deal with the finances, she was sure he would eventually notice the money missing. She would just have to deal with it when the time came. “Fuck it” she thought. She was just going to have fun tonight.
“Lets dance” Alexis yelled over the loud music. She pulled Eliza by the arm out into the middle of a makeshift dance floor the bar had set up. It wasn’t like the clubs Alexis was use to going to but it would do. She didn’t exactly expect the club scene to be “popping” in Arkansas. Alexis would do anything for a weekend away in London. She loved the London club scene. Maybe the next time GIW runs a show in England, she wont be busy getting screwed out of her Championship and she will be able to enjoy herself. She would be able to show Eliza and Aspen the best London had to offer in the nightlife scene. Eliza and Alexis made it to the middle of the floor and began to move their bodies to the beat of the music. The DJ was playing some lame Nelly song, something Alexis’ hadn’t heard in ages. This place was the epitome of “run down”. Even the music was outdated.
With a whole lot of indication it would appeared as if everybody in the entire world converged on the dance floor all at the same time. From the corner of Alexis’ eye she spotted a rather interesting person. This seductive girl had bright green eyes that were like two large emeralds. She had silky, wavy, brown hair that almost looked as if she were Native American worn in a style that should have reminded you of a waterfall. Honestly it was dye job, and she had to have been a natural blonde due to her roots but that didn’t matter. She was slightly tanned, freckles warmed over her cheeks. She was slightly average in terms of satire but had that model couture build as if she were an athlete or something. With a short black mini-dress and matching brown pale lipstick she seemed to be the only person that Alexis caught herself gawking at that night. She was the most beautiful girl Alexis had ever seen and Alexis didn’t play for that team, at least not lately.
The woman in the black mini dress must have spotted Alexis staring at her. The woman smirked and Alexis lightly grinned back. The woman moved in closer, the act catching Alexis a little off guard. Eliza continued to move to the beat of the music, as did Alexis but as the woman moved in, Eliza backed off. Before god and everybody in the small, rundown bar, Alexis and the woman began to grind in an erotic manner. It caught Alexis off guard, feeling inside that it was wrong but her body was telling her otherwise. She felt terrible. Was it cheating? Was it going against everything her and Ryan had built? She couldn’t really decide. Her head was playing games with her and the woman was front and center in the assault. She was like a sexy terrorist and Alexis’ mind was the target.
“What’s your name?” Alexis muttered under her breath that was taken away by the girl’s physical attributes. She shot Alexis’ a wicked smile, like she already knew who Alexis was and she already had this all thing mapped out in her evil, devising head. “Saylor” she answered Alexis. What a strange name thought Alexis. It certainly wasn’t a name you heard everyday. However, it was nice to have a name for the face. Saylor used her right hand and placed it on the back of Alexis’ neck as she seduced the Legacy Champ even further and further. Alexis was almost completely submitted to the girl. Those beautiful green eyes took Alexis to another planet, one where Alexis was weak and the beauty named Saylor was her master. It was something out of this world.
Eliza was completely still, watching the events unfold in front of her was a bit uneasy. She wasn’t exactly sure what to do. To be honest, nether did Alexis. Before Alexis could even say another word or plead her case that she had a boyfriend and needed to be heading out, Saylor placed her warm lips to Alexis’ and kissed her. This sent Eliza over the edge, she quickly grabbed Alexis’ arm and did her best to pull her friend away. It was useless. Alexis was Saylor’s. Finally, after moments of pure lust, Alexis kissed Saylor back. It was now evident that the two were equally at fault. Pure passion had caused Alexis to officially commit adultery, only mere weeks before her wedding.
“Lets get out of here” Saylor whispered into the ear of Alexis. Alexis shook her head in agreement, a resounding yes without even having to speak a lick. Eliza was already gone. Alexis looked around and noticed that Eliza had already split in an attempt to not be responsible for Alexis’ actions. Saylor took Alexis by the hand and the duo left.
Saylor guided Alexis into the hotel lobby and Alexis noticed that it was the same hotel she was staying at. She looked out of the corner of her eye and spotted Saylor holding the room key “342B” which was the room Alexis was staying at. She most of found it digging through Alexis’ purse! There was no way this could go happen in the room she was sharing with her future husband. Alexis opened her mouth to protest but nothing but empty air and regrets escaped. All Alexis could think about was Ryan and how upset he would be if he caught her. She almost hopped he did. She didn’t deserve him with these kinds of actions.
The door of her room was unlocked and the two slowly entered. Thankfully, Ryan wasn’t there. He had informed Alexis of grabbing a later dinner with a former football friend who happened to live in the area. However, he wouldn’t be much longer, could he? It was already well into early morning and he would be heading back any minute. There was no escaping it though. She had already dug her grave. She might as well enjoy it, right?
That’s when she noticed Saylor slowly undressing. She wasn’t wearing much so it wasn’t a real time consuming process. She was deadly beautiful and she was even more beautiful with fewer clothes on. With one hand, Saylor pushed Alexis onto her back on the bed. Alexis’ blue dress rode up which caused Alexis to lightly giggle in her current state. Saylor was in complete control, and from what Alexis could pick up, she liked it like that.
Seconds, minutes, and what seemed like hours past. Alexis stared at the ceiling, breathing heavy from what was arguably the best pure sex she had ever had, Next to her was Saylor, completely smirking from ear to ear. That’s when she heard the door slowly open. Her full attention was to the door. She wanted to get up and run, hide, and plead her case later on but it was useless. She was already caught and it sure seemed like Saylor wasn’t in any hurry.
“…Saylor?” Ryan questioned in a surprising tone. Both girls sat up in the bed, Alexis looking like she had seen a ghost. Sitting next to her was Saylor, smiling running a hand through her hair, pleased with herself, her plan successfully coming to fruition.
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Here we are again ladies and gentlemen, here we are again..
It’s a new week. I’m in a new place. Yet, it all seems oh so familiar. It seems like every other week. I stand here, talking to you pathetic minions about how I am the best. I stand here with this Championship firmly over my shoulder as your Legacy Champion, just like every other week. And just like every other week, I will walk out the victor. I proved my dominance when I stood tall over that fraud Hayden Carter and I will prove my dominance again, only this time I won’t be heading out there alone. Oh no, not this week because this week is just a tad bit different. This week I will be heading into battle with my two very best friends in the entire world. This week we head into battle, International Glamour at full strength. This week boys and girls, Alexis Terry fans all over the world, this week I get to tag with Canada’s Most Beautiful, the one and only ELIZA GRAY! And, this is a special treat; the lovely, talented, and the Undisputed Champion of the world, ASPEN CHAUD, will join us! Oh what a treat, right? It’s like Christmas has come early!
And what, what does this mean for our opponents? Let’s take a little look shall we? Starting of, we have Sean Mendez. Sean and I go back. I have to say, I like Sean as a person. He’s treated me well and over the years we have shared marvelous times. He was even a partner of mine over the years. However, that doesn’t change the fact that as a wrestler, I’m about ten times better than he is or ever will be. Sean and I are in two separate classes of pro wrestlers. He is destined to fail. He is destined to be midcard fodder at best. That’s nothing against him. He’s a great middle of the card talented but when you step into the ring with my and International Glamour, your stepping into the big leagues. You’re no longer in the ring with the “Paul Defias” and “Faith Simpsons” of the world. For the sake of Sean, I pray he isn’t the one to get pinned. I don’t wont to wish that humiliated on a close, personal friend.
Moving on from Mr. Mendez, we shall turn our attention to the Telly Champion James “I know my name sucks” Dean. Oh Mr. Dean, you bigot, how I don’t envy you at all. You see you’re looked at as a complete joke. You’re the Television Champion yet people who are suppose to care about you and recognize you, absolutely bloody don’t. You walk through that curtain and garner zero response from the crowd. You’re a nobody. You’re the definition of overrated. Every week we hear about how good you are and how you’re a future mega star in the making. Has everybody in the back been drugged? What nonsense! That Championship you wear around your waste is nothing compared to the Gold around my mine. I’ve taken the Legacy Champion, a title which had little credibility before, and I made it a Main Event worthy Championship. It’s only a matter of days until my lovely Eliza Gray beats you and takes that Championship and does the exact same thing I did, she will make that belt relevant again.
Oh, so I guess that brings me to the mighty Alioth Starre, doesn’t it? Oh, how the once untouchable have fallen. It makes me giggle like a little girl who saw her first kiss every time I think about it. You used to be so, how should I put this? Scary? I guess that works. Its not the best choice of words but nevertheless, you get the point. People used to fear you Alioth, people used to beg and plead about stepping into the ring with you. They didn’t want to wrestle the all mighty wrestling god but now, it’s just embarrassing. Last time we stepped into the ring, I took you to the limit. I was literally seconds away from beating you. This time I plan on finishing the job. This time, I have backup. Aspen, Eliza, and myself will make sure to put an end to you once and for all. How ironic too, the great Alioth will be sent packing for good by one of his longest standing rivals, Aspen Chaud and her best friend Alexis Terry. I think that’s a fitting end if I do say so myself. I couldn’t think of a better ending to the story.
It’s pretty simple; in fact a child could figure it out. Nobody and I mean nobody is better than International Glamour! The three of us are Galveston Island Wrestling. Aspen built this company on her own back. She fought and clawed and even though you people may not appreciate her, you respect her! And when Aspen needed a second in command, someone with the name recognition all over the world, I was here for her! I made GIW bigger than it could ever be. I took GIW from a little rink dink promotion and Sinclair plastered my name all over the advertisements and this company took off! Attendance is up. TV ratings are up. Merchandise sales are through the roof! You people owe me. Alioth, Sean Mendez owes me, and James Dean owes me. They all owe me for giving them a place to work. They owe me for putting food on their family’s tables. Some could say that’s a little bit arrogant but I don’t think it is. When I’m on the screen, people pay attention. People pay to see me which in turn is money used to support you fools.
Oh Alioth, James, Sean and whatever other fool decide to step up to the plate, I pray for you. I literally do. I get down on my hands and knees and pray that you people smarten up. This group, this International Glamour group is here for the long haul. This isn’t some silly fad that’s going to fade away in weeks. Nope, this isn’t going anywhere. Aspen will continue the reign of all reigns as she continues on her way to being the longest Undisputed Champion in history. Eliza Gray is the next Television Champion. She will end that pathetic excuse of a reign that James Dean has forced us to watch. And finally, there is me. The future. The next in line to take GIW to great heights never seen before.
This Championship I carry around is the most important piece of my professional career. This Legacy Championship is the be all end all in my eyes. This belt means that you’re the biggest rising star in this company. This twenty-pound trophy is the only proof you need to call yourself one of the best. GIW has had a lot of people walk in and out of the doors. This means I’m better than all of them. This means I can outlast and out wrestle them all. This means everything.