Post by distortedamber on Sept 23, 2022 9:24:48 GMT -5
Handler Name: Jazz
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Character Name: Amber Bane-Ryan
Character Age: 34
Hometown: Atlantic City, NJ
Pic Base or Description (Include hairstyle, tattoos, or distinguishing features):
Pic Base: Jenae Noonan
Further Descriptors:
- Contrasting the fiery red mane that seems to have a mind of its own, Amber’s famously steely glare is shaded in an ever-shifting blue-green that never quite seems to stray too far in either direction.
- While her nose is faintly crooked from being broken and not quite fixed straight one too many times, it might be argued that her crooked little half smile might be permanently plastered to her face.
- When exposed, the majority of her back is littered with scars, mostly tiny like white flecks catching the light, however a few stand out as a little angrier and deeper, pucked harshly at the edges in retribution for her death match prowess. Some can be occasionally seen in other places, linking freckles on her arms like terribly formed constellations strung together and flickering across her abdomen.
- Most recently, a new set of scars hasn’t quite settled and still lingers angry and raw in places. A heavy set surgical scar that traces several inches down her throat over her voice box and stops just before the base of the neck, and several that share an equal harshness and determined direction encircling parts of her left shoulder joint. Another price paid for choices made.
- Tattoos are equally shared with the pic base above.
Height & Weight: 5’8” & 134lbs
GEAR
Entrance Attire:
- Depending on the season:
Winter- Black hoodie, usually merch or black leather motorcycle jacket with heavy wear down the upper left arm.
Ring Gear:
- Generally cropped black t-shirt (either of her own merch or sporting some rather uncouth choice of phrasing. Nothing too obscene nor intended to offend, more anti-establishment/designed to make the uptight and pretentious question and feel a little uncomfortable.)
- Loose black cargo pants that sit half a size too big. 9.9 times out of 10, those pockets are filled with unsavoury little ‘tricks of the trade’ like mist/blood pouches, thumbtacks, flash paper, lighter, brass knuckles if she’s feeling a little more fancy.
Almost anything that might easily be slipped into a hand or into the mouth. (Always spit, don’t swallow kiddies.)
- High top converse sneakers. Always an odd pair. Actually odd, like one royal blue and the other lime green. How many pairs she owns is entirely unknown cause no one has ever seen her wear two of the same. Amber claims it to be superstition, although it might also be laziness at times because keeping shoes paired sometimes is harder than it looks.
Merchandise Description:
- All black everything. Obviously.
With any of the below options in all sorts of generic merch options. Amber isn’t exactly looking to make her millions in the t-shirt industry.
- Blood splatter (cause classy) backing silver/gold lettering that says either ‘Amazon Prime For Head Trauma’, ‘Dime Store Angel Of Death’ or ‘Blood and Gold.’
- Golden blood splatter with red lettering ‘Queenpin’ adorned with a generic little silver crown on the Q. Back of item, usually across the top of the shoulders, will be the word in the same font and colour, just a lot smaller ‘Resplendent’.
- Infamous image/picture of Amber in black and white, back to camera and looking over shoulder with a red crosshair target between her shoulder blades. Underneath the phrase: ‘Don’t Miss’.
- Simple lettering. Bold, squared and effective. ‘Oblivion Garage’. Labelled underneath with ‘Bane. Ryan.’ (for their joint garage they are in the process of rebuilding after a ‘suspicious’ fire in January.)
MUSIC
Entrance Music (link): Cry Sister - Royal Bliss
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fdI4lBoLByo
RING ENTRANCE
Entrance Description (250 words max):
Ear-piercing, screeching like a melodic alarm the opening chords of ‘Cry Sister’ by Royal Bliss echo for only seconds before the underlying bass carries the rippling pulses of red lighting interspersed with darkness across the arena.
… “I'll make your head ache
I'll make you part of the fold
Me and the devil in your mind wanna settle the score.
I'll make your heart break
You know I do when I please
Like a bullet in a gun
I just give it a squeeze”...
Silhouetted against the rest of the arena, the lack of showmanship and fanfare is in stark contrast to the billowing vocals and crowd reactions. There's a deliberateness in the way that Amber moves, as though everything around her doesn’t seem to exist.
Fans reach out for a touch however they do little more than skim her clothes as she brushes by- a little trash talk into the closest camera held by the one who fails to recognize her predatory gaze is followed by a slow circle of the ring as she slides under the bottom rope before pacing the canvas.
… “I'll be your morphine
I go straight to your head
A fire in your mind
You'll be seeing the red
I'm not your precious
Well don't you get on your knees
'Cause every motherfucker wants a tasty disease”...
Perching herself on the top turnbuckle of the furthest corner, she rests her elbows on her knees and simply waits for the inevitable…
STYLE
Wrestler Style: Brawler/Striker/Hardcore
Finisher & Description: Original Sin - Double Underhook Kick-Out DDT
Desperation Finisher & Description: Sawdust In The Blood - Vertebreaker
Burning The Lot - Cattle Mutilation
STORY
Biography (500 word max):
Amber Ryan had no business making it as a professional wrestler. To this day, it could be argued that she still doesn’t.
A frequent runaway from dysfunctional alcoholism and CPS intervention at age 10 to becoming a probationary ‘carny’ at 13 and having her first ‘wrestling match’ by age 15 9trained by an old time blacklisted former wrestler) in some nowhere fairgrounds in front of less than 15 vaguely interested locals too lazy and/or drunk to entertain themselves with shiny neons and cheap prizes- it was always safe to say that she wasn’t ever going to be one to ‘make it’.
There was no legacy to pull from, no familial connections or prodigal talent- just a pair of quick hands, quicker tongue and a determination that should have seen her meet an early grave, Amber was the epitome of scratch and claw.
At age 19, the professional break came in the form of a reopening company searching for the ‘new’ and the ‘different’ that might set them apart, hired simply as cannon fodder for the emerging stars- Amber continually ruffled feathers by showing up and showing out.
Not because she was special, not even because she was 'better'- but because she was the last one standing. Always the rabid little mutt that no one could seem to put down.
As Amber outgrew a company that refused to evolve, the stars seemed destined to light up her future until at 24- that early grave seemed to catch up with her…
To this day, no one really knows why her car rolled 5 times on an empty highway. Fewer can understand how someone proclaimed DOA could pull through after almost 30 minutes of death and somehow return with more spite and fury than she took down with her.
With even Death scratching it's bony head, Amber Ryan continued to flourish in the wake of tragedy- death match infamy followed wherever she made her home, closely matched by the deluge of defunct companies and titles left in her wake.
Now, at 34 years old and having come off the World Bombshells Title run of her life mere months earlier (356 days, 12 successful defences)- Amber is now facing down her own career mortality due to a horrendous throat and shoulder injuries at the hands of a ghost she’d long since thought buried.
Fuelled by pure spite and pursued by a lifetime of indiscretions simply cause she didn’t have the courtesy to stay dead- called a ‘Distorted Angel’ by some, a ‘Painted Hurricane’ by others and ‘Red’ by those who lost enough teeth to earn the right…
Amber Ryan is the force of nature that wasn’t meant to be, and now… the wrestling industry has finally come to realise that no one knows how the hell to stop her.
PERSONALITY
Heel, Face, or Tweener: Tweener (face/heel lean depends on relationship with opponent/storyline purposes. Always ambiguous and volatile.)
Likes (list 3): Coffee. SCW World Bombshells title (aka HER title. Not currently champion.) Couyon, her dog.
Dislikes (list 3): Hypocrites. Almost the entirety of the human existence. Decaf.
Catchphrase: “What doesn’t kill you…”