With this many people registered, some of you have to be wrestling fans. Admit it, you used to watch Hulk Hogan and Junkyard Dog and Andre the Giant and wanted to be a pro wrestler, didn’t ya? Now’s your chance. You can be a good-guy wrestler or bad-guy wrestler, I don’t care. Some of you can become a group of wrestlers like NWO or something.
So come on all you Goldberg or Stone Cold fans, sign up now. Tell us what kind of wrestler you are, your wrestling name, and what your gimmick is. The matches will begin as soon as the trash-talking starts.
If you don’t want to sign up yourself, suggest a name and gimmick for one of the other Dopers. I can imagine Coldfire as “The Clog-inator” His gimmick is using those big wooden shoes of his to clunk people over the head while the ref is distracted. Maybe he has his minions throw tulips on the ground in front of him wherever he walks.
I don’t watch wrestling, but I like the no-rules-wrestling scene in Paper Moon, where Ryan O’Neil whacks the good-old-boy goon with a rake and everyone agrees he won fair and square.
If you want a rake to be your gimmick go ahead. I don’t watch wrestling (at least I haven’t since I was 13). But I’m just bored and pissed about being at work on a 3-day holiday and thought a little virtual wrestling might be fun. You need a wrestler’s name too. I’m still trying to think of mine.
BTW, bongel, welcome to the boards. Just noticed you recently, decided to stop lurking and start posting?
Okay Brat Man, I am a wrestling fan. I sort of prefer WCW, thought over the last year or so, WWF has been more interesting.
I know there is a poster on this board with the user name of Viper, but I have always wanted my wrestling name to be Viper, hope the poster Viper does not mind.
My character would be a good guy. He would be ex-special forces and would wear various colored battle fatigues and a mask that matches. He would start out wearing a t-shirt, but might eventually go with just the pants (I hate the short trunks that a lot of the wrestlers wear. He would start out by helping out other good guys who were being outnumbered by the bad guys. (Kind of like Sting has done in the past.) After he has established himself as a good guy who is tough and deserving of respect, he would then start being booked in matches and doing interviews.
So, BratBoy, what is your character? Are you a good guy or a bad guy? Are you ready to rumble?
I haven’t watched wrestling since Black Jack Mulligan used to whoop up on Nature Boy Ric Flair, but I know enough to be on the Squirrel’s side in this one.
Aren’t steroids pretty much a necessity for pro wrestlers these days? It would sorta suck for my weenie to shrivel up and fall off, so maybe I’ll just spectate for the time being.
Gimmick : A time traveling mexican who ended up in ancient rome. He comes to the ring in full gladiatorial regalia. (Including plumed helmet) He frequenly can be heard swearing at his opponents in a bizzare combination of latin and spanish.
Finishing move: “the gladius” Maximus thrusts his roman sword through one of the turnbuckles, then whips his opponent into that corner causing a massive gush of blood. All without the referee noticing of course.
Role: Career killing bad guy. Hard to beat in the ring as he wears a full suit of armor to the ring. His opponent frequently leaves on a stretcher, somethimes in a coffin.
I’ll be the Monolith. I’ll wear all black, have a mask, and my persona will basically be a silent guy who menacingly walks around and wins his matches by eventually falling on top of my opponent from a great height.
After a successful 20-0 debut winning streak, I will remove my mask and reveal myself as the Crafty Cager. I’ll have a different woman on my arm each week and my signature finishing move will be the slam dunk wherein I palm my opponents head and slam it to the mat while doing a 360.
I’d be Batty. Just Batty. Mankind’s nuttier cousin (he’s the crazy one right?)
I’d go with the straight-jacket, and wild hair, and I would always carry a big bowl of Hamburger Helper Cheesburger Macaroni into the ring with me.
I’d have to be a bad guy. My big gimmick/finishing move would be the Saturated-Fat-Head-Bong, where I’d bash my opponent over the head with a cast iron skillet and force feed him the above mentioned feast-in-a-box.
Nobody want’s to fight a crazy man holding a spatula.
