Wrestler Name: "The Hellaicous One" Draco
Birthdate: 08/01/1980
Hometown: Whitesboro, NY
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 204 lbs
Style: Aerial/Brawler
Finisher: The Hellacious
Finisher Description: Reverse top-rope spike frankensteiner. [Draco sets his opponent up on the top turnbuckle and makes them face the crowd. Draco climbs up and then jumps up wrapping his legs around their head and locking them tight. He falls back spinning backwards and spikes his opponent's head into the mat and holds this position as he grabs the legs of his opponent for the pin.]
Trademark Moves:
1. Head Scissors Take Down
2. Frog Splash
3. Moonsault
4. Suicide Dive
5. Superkick
6. 3/4 Neckbreaker
7. European Uppercut
8. Dropkick
9. Inner Rage -- (Draco puts his opponent on his shoulders in a fireman's carry. He then spins his opponent's legs around so that their head moves towards Draco's chest. Draco then pushes their head down towards his now crouching legs. Finally, as the opponent comes down Draco's knee catches his opponent across the throat.)
10. The Beginning Of The End -- (When his opponent is down in the ring Draco takes to the top turnbuckle. As the opponent is getting to their feet they are met with a flying Draco straight at them like a bullet. He flips over them grabbing their head hitting a hard neckbreacker, catching the back of their neck on his shoulder as both wrestlers hit the mat.)
Theme Music: "My Friend of Misery" by Metallica
Entrance: [The audience silences to a low hush, not knowing what to expect. Next, just after the lights in the arena unexpectedly go out, "My Friend of Misery" by Metallica hits the sound waves without warning. As the song starts off, nothing happens; there is no one coming out, no pyrotechniques going off, and no fancy entrance, whatsoever. Eventually, the song begins to get into the heavier chords and an eerie type of fog is barely able to be seen filling the entrance way. On one of the heavier notes, flames shoot up from the entranceway, creating a wall of fire on the stage. Nearing the chorus, the wall of flames casts a silhouette, which reveals itself to be Draco. With his head hung down, "The Hellacious One" brings his head up and the flames instantly die down, as if he can control the fire. Leaping over the flickering flames, Draco lands on the ramp and walks down towards ringside, sliding himself into the ring, where he quickly stands in the ring, looking around at the crowd. Thinking about the challenge that awaits him, he leans up against the ropes, staring hard towards the entrance.]
Appearance: Draco is a smaller wrestler known mostly for his skill in high flying moves and speed. He is not a muscle bound genetic freak whose soul purpose is to live at a gym. Draco has a nicely toned body that has the happy balance of muscle and tone to it. Draco has light brown hair that is kept short and is usually in a messy manner, but still neatly kept. A few day stuble is not uncommon for Draco as he usually is too damn lazy to shave. He is rarely seen wearing anything but a T-shirt and jeans. No facial hair and no piercings. He looks like an average man with a slightly above average build.
Alignment: Heel
Gimmick/Biography: Growing up in a normal town with a normal family was boring for Draco. He was from small town America (Whitesboro) in upstate New York. Nothing amazing or fantastic ever occured there and he never really did much except hang out with his friends and work. When he moved away to college his eyes where open to all the things he had never experienced before. Drugs, sex, clubs, and the insomnia of a college student. He loved what he was experiencing, but his wallet didn't. He signed up to be a wrestler because he needed the cash and it was something he loved to watch growing up. Back in the first federation he ever joined he was called The Commander. A rough tough marine type person that had no real personality. He did what he had to for the money and honed his skills. He was soon being followed by some dark and evil man who brain washed him into a man hell bent on doing nothing, but injuring people. He forgot about the college he was attending, the drugs he was doing, the girls he was spending nights with, and only wanted to hurt the people he wrestled. After moving to a few federations the two gimmicks merged into one. The beast side, "The Hellacious One", blended with the tame and sometimes comedian side, The Commander, and became what Draco is today. He jokes around a lot, but in the back of his head he has a method to his madness....sometimes