Post by Fray, the Queen of INFECTION on Oct 4, 2018 16:36:14 GMT
Character Name: Fray
Hometown: The Fringes of Your Shattered Sanity
Age: Unknown
Entrance Theme: "Coming Undone" - Korn
Social Media account: @frayingmyrope
Alignment: Heel
Strengths: Leadership, sadism, high pain tolerance
Weaknesses: Frantic, numb, reliant upon dirty tactics
Wrestling Style: Hardcore/Dirty/Brawler
Basic Moves:
Signature Moves:
Crotch Grab (regardless of opponent's gender) into Finisher
Northern Lights Release Suplex into Sadovoracious
Pop-Up Backbreaker
Running Knees to Chest (Opponent in corner/Tree of Woe)
Finisher Moves:
Psycho Sister - Scorpion Death Drop into Dragon Sleeper
Sadovoracious - Torture Rack into Impaler DDT (performs DDT on opponent regardless of tapout)
Plunging into The Abyss - Top Rope Senton (landing butt first across chest, straddling face)
Character Bio: A psychotic break can be a very powerful thing. It makes heroes of villains and villains of heroes. Famously, it made a psychiatrist go from medical professional to mad villainess sidekick; mind you, that was in the comics and involving Dr. Harleen Quinzel.
Fray was a mild-mannered young girl with a piqued curiosity for the macabre. She would find dead animals in her neighbourhood, run to her parents and asked them persistently why they died. It got to the point where she once came home, blood on her face, because her father had made the offhand comment that the dead animal, possibly a cat, was as good as mincemeat. The innocent young girl took her father up on the supposed offer, and it earned her a one-way trip to the asylum.
Inside, Fray began to, well, fray. Abuses from fellow inmates, male and female alike, and caretakers began to warp her fragile mind from one of innocence and bewildered curiosity to one of malice and lust for death and decimation. She hid it all behind one of the sweetest smiles in all the county, which is probably why the male orderlies took turns.
It got to the point where, a few years ago, the straw broke the camel’s back. One of the newer orderlies, a peaceful guy who had no interest in Fray’s “services”, came to do his regular checks. Unfortunately for him, it was also one of those times where Fray was in the middle of being of service, as he opened the door to see his boss getting taken care of. Before the rookie could blow the horn on his boss’ transgressions, he was pulled into the room and his head was thrust into the metal bedframe repeatedly.
The blood splattered onto Fray’s face, a bit staining the teeth in his twisted, numb smile. She let out a shrill wail, as all the pain she had suffered finally caved her wall in, and she thrust the face of her abuser through a mirror, before stabbing him more than 60 times in the face, neck and chest with a piece of the mirror. Dropping the murder weapon, she lapped at the blood running down from the gash in her hand, clenching her fist. Having been malnourished for the past week, her stomach growled at the sight of fresh meat. Like with the roadkill animal those years ago, she had a taste.
And then, a bite.
And then, a chunk...
And then, a feast!
Before she was through, the orderly, that had survived his beating at the hands of his superior, made the mistake of making a noise. He stirred, and Fray’s head whipped around, still chewing the gristle of her tormentor’s flesh slowly, like a cow chewing cud. She spat out the inedible sinew and slowly crawled towards the slowly rousing young man.
It was with no hesitation or resignation that she took what little strength he had and made love to him, never knowing what it felt like before, before cutting his throat and achieving the first climax of her life.
She escaped the asylum, razing it to the ground, before finding her way into professional wrestling, using it as a front to cover her tracks.
And who knows what kind of disturbing things she is capable of here?
Hometown: The Fringes of Your Shattered Sanity
Age: Unknown
Entrance Theme: "Coming Undone" - Korn
Social Media account: @frayingmyrope
Alignment: Heel
Strengths: Leadership, sadism, high pain tolerance
Weaknesses: Frantic, numb, reliant upon dirty tactics
Wrestling Style: Hardcore/Dirty/Brawler
Basic Moves:
- Running Seated Senton
- Closed Fist Punch
- Running Headbutt
- Mid-height Dropkick
- Bitch Slap
- Back Elbows in the Corner
- Muay Thai Knees to Abdomen
- Pop Up Flapjack
- Biting
- Blatant Choking
- Boston Crab
- Eye Rake
- Double Impact Leg Drop (one leg across hips; one leg across chest/throat)
- Heart Punch
- Headbutting
Signature Moves:
Crotch Grab (regardless of opponent's gender) into Finisher
Northern Lights Release Suplex into Sadovoracious
Pop-Up Backbreaker
Running Knees to Chest (Opponent in corner/Tree of Woe)
Finisher Moves:
Psycho Sister - Scorpion Death Drop into Dragon Sleeper
Sadovoracious - Torture Rack into Impaler DDT (performs DDT on opponent regardless of tapout)
Plunging into The Abyss - Top Rope Senton (landing butt first across chest, straddling face)
Character Bio: A psychotic break can be a very powerful thing. It makes heroes of villains and villains of heroes. Famously, it made a psychiatrist go from medical professional to mad villainess sidekick; mind you, that was in the comics and involving Dr. Harleen Quinzel.
Fray was a mild-mannered young girl with a piqued curiosity for the macabre. She would find dead animals in her neighbourhood, run to her parents and asked them persistently why they died. It got to the point where she once came home, blood on her face, because her father had made the offhand comment that the dead animal, possibly a cat, was as good as mincemeat. The innocent young girl took her father up on the supposed offer, and it earned her a one-way trip to the asylum.
Inside, Fray began to, well, fray. Abuses from fellow inmates, male and female alike, and caretakers began to warp her fragile mind from one of innocence and bewildered curiosity to one of malice and lust for death and decimation. She hid it all behind one of the sweetest smiles in all the county, which is probably why the male orderlies took turns.
It got to the point where, a few years ago, the straw broke the camel’s back. One of the newer orderlies, a peaceful guy who had no interest in Fray’s “services”, came to do his regular checks. Unfortunately for him, it was also one of those times where Fray was in the middle of being of service, as he opened the door to see his boss getting taken care of. Before the rookie could blow the horn on his boss’ transgressions, he was pulled into the room and his head was thrust into the metal bedframe repeatedly.
The blood splattered onto Fray’s face, a bit staining the teeth in his twisted, numb smile. She let out a shrill wail, as all the pain she had suffered finally caved her wall in, and she thrust the face of her abuser through a mirror, before stabbing him more than 60 times in the face, neck and chest with a piece of the mirror. Dropping the murder weapon, she lapped at the blood running down from the gash in her hand, clenching her fist. Having been malnourished for the past week, her stomach growled at the sight of fresh meat. Like with the roadkill animal those years ago, she had a taste.
And then, a bite.
And then, a chunk...
And then, a feast!
Before she was through, the orderly, that had survived his beating at the hands of his superior, made the mistake of making a noise. He stirred, and Fray’s head whipped around, still chewing the gristle of her tormentor’s flesh slowly, like a cow chewing cud. She spat out the inedible sinew and slowly crawled towards the slowly rousing young man.
It was with no hesitation or resignation that she took what little strength he had and made love to him, never knowing what it felt like before, before cutting his throat and achieving the first climax of her life.
She escaped the asylum, razing it to the ground, before finding her way into professional wrestling, using it as a front to cover her tracks.
And who knows what kind of disturbing things she is capable of here?
