Trademark Moves:

1. Bad Omen - A hard kick to the abdomen, hunching the opponent over, and following through with a stunning Yakuza kick to the temple.
2. For Whom the Bell Tolls - A two handed chokeslam from inside the ring to the ringside floor. Usually used to end a squash type match in a countout; Cas's way of saying "You aren't worth any more effort."
3. Carpe Noctum - A top rope swan dive lariat to a rising or standing opponent.
4. Something Wicked - A running knee to the face of a seated, kneeling, or rising opponent.

Picture Base: Jim or John Morrison
Appearance: Casanova wears leather pants, black gloves, and black boots in the ring.
Gimmick/Biography: Frustration and a recent feud with old ally/adversary Zimdela Brudon have turned Casanova back on a familar vindictive road. He has stopped playing to the fans, replacing their support with a selfish inner drive to the top, regardless of what it means to anyone else in the business, or what people think of him.
Theme Music: Scream, Avenged Sevenfold
Entrance:
The lights go out as "Scream" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing. On the SW-Tron, an image is seen and heard faintly, showing just the legs of a man walking down a hallway, apparently dragging a steel chair along, which is covered in patches of dried blood.<p> <center><font color=red>Caught up in this madness too blind to see<br> Woke animal feelings in me<br> Took over my sense and I lost control<br> I'll taste your blood <i>tonight</i></center></font><p> Casanova steps out onto the stage, glowering over the audience, before striding down the ramp and ignoring the fans. On the screen, the image slowly trails up the silhouette of the man walking with the chair, rising until it reaches the outline of his shoulders and head, the eyes suddenly visible in flashes of red, as the image shatters like glass, replaced by "Casanova," spelled out in a trail of blood.<p> <center><font color=red>You know I make you wanna scream<br> You know I make you wanna run from me baby<br> But know it's too late you've wasted all your time</center></font><p> Casanova slides into the ring, rolling into a crouch in a corner with a fangy smirk. The screen and music fade, as he adjusts his gloves and waits for the match to start.<p>