Post by Dennis Driver on Nov 9, 2013 20:14:31 GMT -5
Personal Information
Name/Alias: Alex
Age: 22
Preferred Method of Contact: PM
E-Fedding Previous Experience: On and off, like everyone else. Five years?
Basic Biography
Real Name: Logan Wesley Driver
Wrestler Name: Dennis Driver
Nicknames: ---
Age: 24
Home Town: Mystic, Connecticut
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 165 lbs.
Alignment: Heel
Gimmick: Cocky heel, but definitely not the traditional "alpha male" wrestling personality
Overall Objective: Getting a good start in the wrestling business, making a name for himself, money for Chinese takeout, weed and craft beer (no, really)
Appearance
Physical Appearance: Young face, floppy hair, clean-shaven, decent muscle tone, zero muscle mass. "Scrappy."
Picture Base: Jesse Eisenberg
In-Ring Attire: Dark green elbow pads, dark blue trunks, dark green boots
Backstage Attire: Hartford Whalers jersey, blue jeans, green Converse All-Stars
Entrance
Theme Song: Brass Bonanza
Entrance:
Moveset
Wrestling Style: High flyer, cheater, heel showman
Finishing Moves:
1. Driver Driver (Fisherman's driver)
2. Brass Bonanza (Springboard 450 splash)
Signature Moves
1. Drunk Driver (running elbow strike into the corner followed by a pantamimed drink, usually followed up with his 450 splash and never referred to by its proper name on television)
2. Driverrana (Dragonrana, just named after our a certain someone)
3. Johnny Cage's nut punch from Mortal Kombat, often followed up with our hero pretending to put sunglasses on
Regular Moves
1. Hurricanrana
2. Dropsault
3. Missile dropkick
4. Dragon screw
5. Springboard kick
6. Knife-edge chop
7. Enzuigiri
8. Running tornado DDT
9. Snap suplex --> cocky pin
10. Diving moonsault to the outside of the ring
History
Personality:
Driver is basically the definition of laid back. Of course, when "laid back" goes too far it could be "lazy" or "disaffected," but that's the way the guy is. He's extremely confident in his own natural ability. While his rivals will be spending much of their time trying to better themselves as professionals Dennis is more likely to find himself drinking, smoking, playing video games or attempting to make out with shady women. "Practice" is basically a dirty word to him, though his attempts to call himself "The White Allen Iverson of Wrestling" have yet to come off.
Brief Background:
Despite the fact that he was undersized and a poor skater even for that level, Dennis was quite the hockey player in his youth - one of the best high school players in the state of Connecticut. He still saves the newspaper clippings and the handwritten letters from coaches of mediocre D1 programs as part of a testament to his eternal glory, but he never really wanted to be a hockey player. He never wanted to be much of anything. He wanted to smoke weed and play video games with his buddies.
Three bizarre and confusing years at the University of Connecticut followed. No hockey, outside of embarassing kids up and down the intramural league. Three years, six girlfriends, five majors (finance, economics, communication, business, English), good grades, but no degree. Not even really close. He was a good hockey player, but he couldn't put it together. In many ways, in spite of his laziness and his flighty personality, he was also a good student. Still, he couldn't put it together, and he dropped out with little fanfare.
Two years of semi-gainful employment in the pizza industry followed, along with some casual low-stakes suburban drug dealing. He was in his hometown with the same old friends doing every single little thing he ever wanted to do. And while he was living his dream, for the first time he got the chance to see how empty it really was all along. A trip to a local independent wrestling show - embarked upon mostly ironically, as it goes - showed him a glimpse of a world outside. Dennis's friends from Mystic couldn't understand why they had to wait so long for their friend to stop talking to wrestling people after the show.
Three trainers, two cities. We're not talking about good cities, either - we're talking Hartford and Buffalo. The trainers weren't God's gift to anything either, but Dennis was, once again, displaying a genuine talent. This time, finally, the talent proved too much to ignore. Instead of squandering it, Dennis decided he might as well do something with it. A video of one of his better New England VFW hall performances raised the eye of talent scouts in Seattle, and the rest was history. Dennis was going west. They even paid for his flight!
Other
Where did you hear about PURE Wrestling?: EFK
Name/Alias: Alex
Age: 22
Preferred Method of Contact: PM
E-Fedding Previous Experience: On and off, like everyone else. Five years?
Basic Biography
Real Name: Logan Wesley Driver
Wrestler Name: Dennis Driver
Nicknames: ---
Age: 24
Home Town: Mystic, Connecticut
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 165 lbs.
Alignment: Heel
Gimmick: Cocky heel, but definitely not the traditional "alpha male" wrestling personality
Overall Objective: Getting a good start in the wrestling business, making a name for himself, money for Chinese takeout, weed and craft beer (no, really)
Appearance
Physical Appearance: Young face, floppy hair, clean-shaven, decent muscle tone, zero muscle mass. "Scrappy."
Picture Base: Jesse Eisenberg
In-Ring Attire: Dark green elbow pads, dark blue trunks, dark green boots
Backstage Attire: Hartford Whalers jersey, blue jeans, green Converse All-Stars
Entrance
Theme Song: Brass Bonanza
Entrance:
[b]DA DA DA DADA DADADA[/b]
With a bit of a lackadaiscal look on his face, Dennis Driver makes his way down the ramp. People are booing him and he quite obviously has no idea why. If he wasn't wearing his spandex you'd be forgiven for assuming he was...well, not a wrestler at all by the combination of his lack of size and lack of intensity.
Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from Mystic Connecticut: Dennis! DRIVER!
Surely enough Dennis finally does make his way to the ring, though not at any kind of speed. He climbs the turnbuckle and takes his throwback baseball hat off, pretending to fling it into the crowd a few times before dropping it outside of the ring.
Moveset
Wrestling Style: High flyer, cheater, heel showman
Finishing Moves:
1. Driver Driver (Fisherman's driver)
2. Brass Bonanza (Springboard 450 splash)
Signature Moves
1. Drunk Driver (running elbow strike into the corner followed by a pantamimed drink, usually followed up with his 450 splash and never referred to by its proper name on television)
2. Driverrana (Dragonrana, just named after our a certain someone)
3. Johnny Cage's nut punch from Mortal Kombat, often followed up with our hero pretending to put sunglasses on
Regular Moves
1. Hurricanrana
2. Dropsault
3. Missile dropkick
4. Dragon screw
5. Springboard kick
6. Knife-edge chop
7. Enzuigiri
8. Running tornado DDT
9. Snap suplex --> cocky pin
10. Diving moonsault to the outside of the ring
History
Personality:
Driver is basically the definition of laid back. Of course, when "laid back" goes too far it could be "lazy" or "disaffected," but that's the way the guy is. He's extremely confident in his own natural ability. While his rivals will be spending much of their time trying to better themselves as professionals Dennis is more likely to find himself drinking, smoking, playing video games or attempting to make out with shady women. "Practice" is basically a dirty word to him, though his attempts to call himself "The White Allen Iverson of Wrestling" have yet to come off.
Brief Background:
Despite the fact that he was undersized and a poor skater even for that level, Dennis was quite the hockey player in his youth - one of the best high school players in the state of Connecticut. He still saves the newspaper clippings and the handwritten letters from coaches of mediocre D1 programs as part of a testament to his eternal glory, but he never really wanted to be a hockey player. He never wanted to be much of anything. He wanted to smoke weed and play video games with his buddies.
Three bizarre and confusing years at the University of Connecticut followed. No hockey, outside of embarassing kids up and down the intramural league. Three years, six girlfriends, five majors (finance, economics, communication, business, English), good grades, but no degree. Not even really close. He was a good hockey player, but he couldn't put it together. In many ways, in spite of his laziness and his flighty personality, he was also a good student. Still, he couldn't put it together, and he dropped out with little fanfare.
Two years of semi-gainful employment in the pizza industry followed, along with some casual low-stakes suburban drug dealing. He was in his hometown with the same old friends doing every single little thing he ever wanted to do. And while he was living his dream, for the first time he got the chance to see how empty it really was all along. A trip to a local independent wrestling show - embarked upon mostly ironically, as it goes - showed him a glimpse of a world outside. Dennis's friends from Mystic couldn't understand why they had to wait so long for their friend to stop talking to wrestling people after the show.
Three trainers, two cities. We're not talking about good cities, either - we're talking Hartford and Buffalo. The trainers weren't God's gift to anything either, but Dennis was, once again, displaying a genuine talent. This time, finally, the talent proved too much to ignore. Instead of squandering it, Dennis decided he might as well do something with it. A video of one of his better New England VFW hall performances raised the eye of talent scouts in Seattle, and the rest was history. Dennis was going west. They even paid for his flight!
Other
Where did you hear about PURE Wrestling?: EFK
