Ask for it and you shall receive, as the saying goes. I said this is my favorite time of the year for FW, and with the week I have coming up, along with the one behind me, it's not a disappointment this year.
I had a 4-way matchup for the Television Title in EPW, and while my character doesn't care, I'd be honored to wear gold in this fed. My second go-round in a row with Hart was even tougher than the first time, and the Irish rematch was no pushover. The beauty of EPW is the level of talent, and taking even a single week off is a guaranteed loss.
I battled Cameron Cruise twice this week, and he put up a great showing for this match in EPW. He is very good at noticing flaws in his opponents' game plan, and jumping on it. He's very aggressive and likes to stir things up, just like me.
The TiT has hit the ground running with only one double no-show, and it's even more impressive considering Payne, one of the very best in TEAM and reputably reliable, was one of them. Payne can beat anybody in this hobby, and often does, so any other time and he would've had a first round win. Hell, the guy even posted a pre-TiT rp, so it's not like that was a common occurrence.
As soon as the next round starts, I'm facing two venerable opponents. I'm not as familiar with my first opponent, but from what I've heard of High Flyer, I have a battle on my hands. That's compounded by my other adversary this week... who needs no introduction.
I was elated when I saw that I'm in the same brackets as Lindsay Troy and Dan Ryan. I've been reading Lindsay's stuff even before this tourney started. I try to follow all the big names. She has a talent for clever wordplay, and her similes/metaphors are why she's one of the best. Matches like this teach me more in one week than I learn all year.
I have my work cut out for me, which is just the way I like it.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Agression 35 and TiT excitement
My first match was a big one at EPW. "The Phenom" Shawn Jessica Hart, PhD. is one of the toughest guys to roleplay against because he never gives you anything to pick apart. He's mastered being an entertaining read and has more one-liners than "The Quintessential Studmuffin" Joel "Put your lipstick on my dipstick" Gertner.
My last match was against Big Dog was a lot like this one for this reason. Shawn is the self-procliamed "menagerie of non-sense" while Big Dog takes a more serious approach. They both really pushed me to dig for content to use in our matches and I learned a lot from both. These are the kinds of matches I really enjoy because they push my creativity. I was busy as hell this week and thought I was toast once I realized I sniped via EPW rules, but luckily the show had a twist where Hart and I will meet again at Black Dawn.
I'll be in a battle royale with James Irish, Shawn and Cameron Cruise. I have history with two of the three, and I've talked with Tom a little bit over PM. I'm especially eager for this one.
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This show is the first EPW event I've read from beginning to end. I like what I saw and laughed out loud half a dozen times.
"Davey, you are the only man on the planet that can make a sport where half-naked, oiled-up muscleheads in spandex tights roll around with each other on the ground seem even gayer than it appears to the naked eye."
Really got a kick out of that one. I thought the Stalker/Caitlyn match was the most gripping one of the night. I was on the edge of my chair reading that one. I enjoyed my match a lot and I was shocked by the TV title shot later in the show. I'll do everything I can to make sure I don't waste this opportunity.
Chul Sol was quite the character. I read it more like a promotional segment than a match. Considering we're both new I'm willing to bet our paths will cross sometime soon. I like Fusenshoff fighting big men because The Domination is my favorite finisher, but I really like The Whiskey Bomb too. It combines the X-Factor and the Famouser as a hybrid-spur of the moment finisher Fusenshoff uses on big men and as a surprise attack.
I really liked the "unlikely alliance" video over the Titantron. Mysterious anticipation stuff like that is really fun. I love trying to guess ahead of time and depicting the clues.
The whole show seemed to be set up for a Rocko win in the main event, between the Stalker/Caitlyn match and the Stalker/Stevens alliance. He still had to earn it rping this week. I skimmed the thread before reading and thought Rocko would win with the extra rp to seal it. I've lost to Tom's Thrillbillies twice, so I know how tough he can be to beat.
It was a fun read and really sets the mood well for Black Dawn. I really like what I read tonight.
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The TEAM Invitational Tournament starts this week and I have a match as Ace Mason. I have more trouble writing with him because I don't have his personality and 'angle' set in stone yet. Consistency is important with a character for the readers and for the handler. Promos are much smoother and fluent when we know our character's inside and out.
Ace is in the tourney because I told Tom to add him if he needs spots filled. I'm glad he was added because he's good practice for Fusenshoff. I approach writing with him very differently and with a different mindset. I can't really explain this, but I feel it may add a dimension to my writing that could be a deciding factor if I make it deep in this tournament.
Either way this is my favorite time of year in this hobby. The tournament is a lot of fun and the hype for it is huge. I love that TEAM brings together so many different handlers with a wide range of backgrounds. My competitive personality really thrives in this tournament. It feels great knowing there's so many big names I might get a chance to banter back and forth with.
My last match was against Big Dog was a lot like this one for this reason. Shawn is the self-procliamed "menagerie of non-sense" while Big Dog takes a more serious approach. They both really pushed me to dig for content to use in our matches and I learned a lot from both. These are the kinds of matches I really enjoy because they push my creativity. I was busy as hell this week and thought I was toast once I realized I sniped via EPW rules, but luckily the show had a twist where Hart and I will meet again at Black Dawn.
I'll be in a battle royale with James Irish, Shawn and Cameron Cruise. I have history with two of the three, and I've talked with Tom a little bit over PM. I'm especially eager for this one.
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This show is the first EPW event I've read from beginning to end. I like what I saw and laughed out loud half a dozen times.
"Davey, you are the only man on the planet that can make a sport where half-naked, oiled-up muscleheads in spandex tights roll around with each other on the ground seem even gayer than it appears to the naked eye."
Really got a kick out of that one. I thought the Stalker/Caitlyn match was the most gripping one of the night. I was on the edge of my chair reading that one. I enjoyed my match a lot and I was shocked by the TV title shot later in the show. I'll do everything I can to make sure I don't waste this opportunity.
Chul Sol was quite the character. I read it more like a promotional segment than a match. Considering we're both new I'm willing to bet our paths will cross sometime soon. I like Fusenshoff fighting big men because The Domination is my favorite finisher, but I really like The Whiskey Bomb too. It combines the X-Factor and the Famouser as a hybrid-spur of the moment finisher Fusenshoff uses on big men and as a surprise attack.
I really liked the "unlikely alliance" video over the Titantron. Mysterious anticipation stuff like that is really fun. I love trying to guess ahead of time and depicting the clues.
The whole show seemed to be set up for a Rocko win in the main event, between the Stalker/Caitlyn match and the Stalker/Stevens alliance. He still had to earn it rping this week. I skimmed the thread before reading and thought Rocko would win with the extra rp to seal it. I've lost to Tom's Thrillbillies twice, so I know how tough he can be to beat.
It was a fun read and really sets the mood well for Black Dawn. I really like what I read tonight.
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The TEAM Invitational Tournament starts this week and I have a match as Ace Mason. I have more trouble writing with him because I don't have his personality and 'angle' set in stone yet. Consistency is important with a character for the readers and for the handler. Promos are much smoother and fluent when we know our character's inside and out.
Ace is in the tourney because I told Tom to add him if he needs spots filled. I'm glad he was added because he's good practice for Fusenshoff. I approach writing with him very differently and with a different mindset. I can't really explain this, but I feel it may add a dimension to my writing that could be a deciding factor if I make it deep in this tournament.
Either way this is my favorite time of year in this hobby. The tournament is a lot of fun and the hype for it is huge. I love that TEAM brings together so many different handlers with a wide range of backgrounds. My competitive personality really thrives in this tournament. It feels great knowing there's so many big names I might get a chance to banter back and forth with.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Kidney Transplant
I no-showed my first match at EPW.
I talked to Dave and he understood why. I spent the last five days of the rp period in University of Michigan hospital. My Mom has needed a kidney transplant since August after a five year battle with a rare kidney disease I still can't spell. My uncle immediately volunteered as soon as a transplant was imminent and he's a match.
Both went under the knife the first day. After a 12-hour day at the hospital, we left that night thinking both surgeries were a success. The next day we walked in at 8am on cloud nine. I hadn't felt that relieved in five years. A weight had lifted off my shoulders that I didn't realize was so heavy. Everyone in my family was healthy again. My Mom was rejuvenated and couldn't stop smiling. My Uncle was right down the hall. We felt like resurrecting a statue in our front yard devoted to his act of heroism.
That's when one of the general practitioners walked in with cautious news. He informed us that my Mom's new kidney wasn't secreting enough urine. My Mom needed to have an ultrasound. He told us that it was simply a precautionary measure whenever urine secretion is low. I could tell from his tone and body language he wasn't as optimistic as he pretended to be. My Dad caught the same vibe, but we both kept our hunches from my Brother and Sister.
My Dad left with my Mom to the second floor where they did the ultrasound. Bad news. There was a kink in the renal artery. My heart fluttered when my Dad told me. She needs another surgery. At 23, I don't think I've crashed that hard emotionally in my whole life. I've had a few bad break-ups, but I went from thinking my Mom is healthier than she has been in almost a decade, to the worst fear I've ever known. My Mom's barely 100 pounds. She acted like a punch drunk boxer from the anesthetics the night before. Will she even make it through a second surgery 24-hours after her first one started?
I needed time to myself. I left for five minutes and sat in the bathroom. It may have been longer. Describing my feelings now wouldn't do them justice. They said the surgery was exploratory. It sounded like maybe they caught the problem fast enough. That was our highest optimism. Our worst fears were as bad as they get.
All four of us followed her down to prep to get her into the operating room. We spoke with the doctor who would perform her surgery. He was straight forward with our questions. Worst-case scenario she goes on dialysis because her remaining kidneys can't handle the strain from two straight surgeries (they were functioning at 15% before the surgeries). I asked the question we all wanted to know. What's the odds the kidney survives? He said sometimes surgeons are pleasantly surprised when they get a look after an ultrasound. Immediately I'm thinking 5-30% chance; hoping 30, fearing 5.
Sitting in the waiting room with my Dad, Brother and Sister was a living nightmare. The looks on my family's faces described perfectly exactly how I felt myself. We were fighting with every fiber of our beings to keep from breaking down completely. My Brother and Sister still had some hope that it wasn't all for nothing. My Dad later told me the thought had crossed his mind he might have to pick out a casket that day.
On the other side of the waiting room a grown middle-aged man was balling his eyes out. He had to have just lost a wife or child. I go to church every Sunday and get as involved as I can with student activities for the church at Michigan State University. I have a lot of faith. I counted my blessings and reminded myself as convincingly as possible that things could be worse.
I couldn't handle sitting in that room another minute. Carolers had just walked in and I felt like feeding them their Santa hats. I left to visit my uncle on the fifth floor and forced as much of a smile as I could muster. Reminding myself of his sacrifice and adamant insistence (two of my Mother's sisters match too) that he would be my Mother's donor helped me shield my devastation.
He asked questions about the surgery. I told him it was an exploratory surgery. I tried to explain the likelihood that the kidney would survive. He cut me off the second I started speaking with a glum tone. He told me that he firmly felt in his gut that everything would turn out fine. We talked about the Detroit Tigers and the recent Cabrera trade. He talked for a while about the Detroit Pistons during the Bad Boys era. I was five when they won their second title, so I mostly listened. That's when my family entered the room.
Necrosis is a technical term for death of an organ. They couldn't tell us why the transplant failed, but it turned pink faster than usual the night before. Problems this quick with a perfect match kidney is unheard of. She doesn't need dialysis, which is basically slowing death. The doctors told my family downstairs they'd have an autopsy prepared in four to six weeks. My uncle let out a bellow you'd hear from a dying dog.
Hearing the news for the first time, I couldn't cry. I did a bit in the bathroom earlier that day. I didn't know how to feel. She didn't need dialysis. I knew the chances the kidney wouldn't make it were slim-to-none hours earlier. My uncle was shocked, but his heroic deed was no less significant. I knew she could have another transplant in four to six months and two of her sisters are also perfect matches. My faith in God refused to let me fathom a tragedy like this could ever happen again.
I felt I would lose all self-control and rue the moment that my Mother heard the news.
She expressed zero self-pity. Her only concern was for her brother. She was even apologetic toward him. Her courage and selflessness was other-worldly. While in tortuous pain, she gritted her teeth and was genuinely smiling because she was just happy to see us. It was a sight to behold. I couldn't have felt more proud of my Mother than I did at that moment.
As the week went on we spoke with many practitioners and the surgeon. We also spoke with a dietitian and a kidney specialist. At this moment she's recuperating extremely well (at home)and physically feels about 85% of how she was before the surgery. She still has both her old kidneys and they don't seem to have suffered any damage.
Looking at it now I feel grateful. It seems crazy. My uncle's only kidney will grow and he'll have 95% of the kidney function he had with two kidneys. My mother has a stricter diet and I firmly believe she'll maintain her health until my Aunt gives her another kidney this summer. I've learned more about what it means to have heroic character and resolve from my Mother and Uncle than I ever could have second-hand.
I feel the only tragedy that could come from this experience is ignoring the wisdom inherent here by failing to actively pursue life endeavors that hold similar value. The power of sacrifice for the well-being of others has no match in this world. Strength, courage, faith and fearlessness will always persevere over any adversary. We have all come out of this experience as better people.
I'm not the type to no-show on a match. I completely forgot about it. I talked to Dave the minute I realised the deadline had passed. He was very understanding and interested about staying informed about her condition.
It feels good to write about.
I talked to Dave and he understood why. I spent the last five days of the rp period in University of Michigan hospital. My Mom has needed a kidney transplant since August after a five year battle with a rare kidney disease I still can't spell. My uncle immediately volunteered as soon as a transplant was imminent and he's a match.
Both went under the knife the first day. After a 12-hour day at the hospital, we left that night thinking both surgeries were a success. The next day we walked in at 8am on cloud nine. I hadn't felt that relieved in five years. A weight had lifted off my shoulders that I didn't realize was so heavy. Everyone in my family was healthy again. My Mom was rejuvenated and couldn't stop smiling. My Uncle was right down the hall. We felt like resurrecting a statue in our front yard devoted to his act of heroism.
That's when one of the general practitioners walked in with cautious news. He informed us that my Mom's new kidney wasn't secreting enough urine. My Mom needed to have an ultrasound. He told us that it was simply a precautionary measure whenever urine secretion is low. I could tell from his tone and body language he wasn't as optimistic as he pretended to be. My Dad caught the same vibe, but we both kept our hunches from my Brother and Sister.
My Dad left with my Mom to the second floor where they did the ultrasound. Bad news. There was a kink in the renal artery. My heart fluttered when my Dad told me. She needs another surgery. At 23, I don't think I've crashed that hard emotionally in my whole life. I've had a few bad break-ups, but I went from thinking my Mom is healthier than she has been in almost a decade, to the worst fear I've ever known. My Mom's barely 100 pounds. She acted like a punch drunk boxer from the anesthetics the night before. Will she even make it through a second surgery 24-hours after her first one started?
I needed time to myself. I left for five minutes and sat in the bathroom. It may have been longer. Describing my feelings now wouldn't do them justice. They said the surgery was exploratory. It sounded like maybe they caught the problem fast enough. That was our highest optimism. Our worst fears were as bad as they get.
All four of us followed her down to prep to get her into the operating room. We spoke with the doctor who would perform her surgery. He was straight forward with our questions. Worst-case scenario she goes on dialysis because her remaining kidneys can't handle the strain from two straight surgeries (they were functioning at 15% before the surgeries). I asked the question we all wanted to know. What's the odds the kidney survives? He said sometimes surgeons are pleasantly surprised when they get a look after an ultrasound. Immediately I'm thinking 5-30% chance; hoping 30, fearing 5.
Sitting in the waiting room with my Dad, Brother and Sister was a living nightmare. The looks on my family's faces described perfectly exactly how I felt myself. We were fighting with every fiber of our beings to keep from breaking down completely. My Brother and Sister still had some hope that it wasn't all for nothing. My Dad later told me the thought had crossed his mind he might have to pick out a casket that day.
On the other side of the waiting room a grown middle-aged man was balling his eyes out. He had to have just lost a wife or child. I go to church every Sunday and get as involved as I can with student activities for the church at Michigan State University. I have a lot of faith. I counted my blessings and reminded myself as convincingly as possible that things could be worse.
I couldn't handle sitting in that room another minute. Carolers had just walked in and I felt like feeding them their Santa hats. I left to visit my uncle on the fifth floor and forced as much of a smile as I could muster. Reminding myself of his sacrifice and adamant insistence (two of my Mother's sisters match too) that he would be my Mother's donor helped me shield my devastation.
He asked questions about the surgery. I told him it was an exploratory surgery. I tried to explain the likelihood that the kidney would survive. He cut me off the second I started speaking with a glum tone. He told me that he firmly felt in his gut that everything would turn out fine. We talked about the Detroit Tigers and the recent Cabrera trade. He talked for a while about the Detroit Pistons during the Bad Boys era. I was five when they won their second title, so I mostly listened. That's when my family entered the room.
Necrosis is a technical term for death of an organ. They couldn't tell us why the transplant failed, but it turned pink faster than usual the night before. Problems this quick with a perfect match kidney is unheard of. She doesn't need dialysis, which is basically slowing death. The doctors told my family downstairs they'd have an autopsy prepared in four to six weeks. My uncle let out a bellow you'd hear from a dying dog.
Hearing the news for the first time, I couldn't cry. I did a bit in the bathroom earlier that day. I didn't know how to feel. She didn't need dialysis. I knew the chances the kidney wouldn't make it were slim-to-none hours earlier. My uncle was shocked, but his heroic deed was no less significant. I knew she could have another transplant in four to six months and two of her sisters are also perfect matches. My faith in God refused to let me fathom a tragedy like this could ever happen again.
I felt I would lose all self-control and rue the moment that my Mother heard the news.
She expressed zero self-pity. Her only concern was for her brother. She was even apologetic toward him. Her courage and selflessness was other-worldly. While in tortuous pain, she gritted her teeth and was genuinely smiling because she was just happy to see us. It was a sight to behold. I couldn't have felt more proud of my Mother than I did at that moment.
As the week went on we spoke with many practitioners and the surgeon. We also spoke with a dietitian and a kidney specialist. At this moment she's recuperating extremely well (at home)and physically feels about 85% of how she was before the surgery. She still has both her old kidneys and they don't seem to have suffered any damage.
Looking at it now I feel grateful. It seems crazy. My uncle's only kidney will grow and he'll have 95% of the kidney function he had with two kidneys. My mother has a stricter diet and I firmly believe she'll maintain her health until my Aunt gives her another kidney this summer. I've learned more about what it means to have heroic character and resolve from my Mother and Uncle than I ever could have second-hand.
I feel the only tragedy that could come from this experience is ignoring the wisdom inherent here by failing to actively pursue life endeavors that hold similar value. The power of sacrifice for the well-being of others has no match in this world. Strength, courage, faith and fearlessness will always persevere over any adversary. We have all come out of this experience as better people.
I'm not the type to no-show on a match. I completely forgot about it. I talked to Dave the minute I realised the deadline had passed. He was very understanding and interested about staying informed about her condition.
It feels good to write about.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Slow Times
It's been slow for me since my return from the summer. I had a great time getting vengeance on Jason Payne for when he knocked Ace Mason out of the TiT, but unfortunately Jason was busy with some personal life stuff and couldn't put out his best. He still put out one very good roleplay before the match. I wrote the first two promos of the matchup, and it was tough writing them after the layoff and without anything to respond to. Not my best stuff, no question.
This last match I went up against Big Dog, who is one of the best, no question. He's done everything and then some in a very prestigious fed, A1E. I've read much of his stuff back in early '07 and especially in his first World Title match against Dan Ryan. Back then MBE was on the A1E boards and I read a lot of the stuff over there, even voted a few times. I knew I'd have a tough one against him.
Dog is a master at giving you little to tear apart in your response. I had almost nothing after he rped first and was looking to fire things up with my first rp. He came back with a blowout response on me that was professional, impersonal and another one tough to respond to.
I came back at him hard, trying to get him fired up and hopefully off his game. Maybe fortunately for my chances at the outcome of the match- but unfortunately for the feud value- Big Dog didn't have any more time to rp and I posted one last cap promo to reemphasize my stance and it got me the win.
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Now I'm bored and I've finally made the move to join a new fed. I'll be Fusenshoff in Empire Pro, and I'm hoping I make waves there. I've been watching the boards lately and there's some real competition. It stinks that Brunk doesn't compete in the fed, because my match with him last March has been my favorite by far. Still, there's so much talent there and I'm very excited. I'm really charged up for a chance to battle it out with Beast or Lindsay Troy. I've read some of both their stuff and I know I'd learn a TON going against them. That said, I'll have a good battle against every one on the roster. I don't see anyone there that has no clue what they're doing.
I'm hungry to really attack hard and get into it. Here's hoping that moment comes sooner than later.
This last match I went up against Big Dog, who is one of the best, no question. He's done everything and then some in a very prestigious fed, A1E. I've read much of his stuff back in early '07 and especially in his first World Title match against Dan Ryan. Back then MBE was on the A1E boards and I read a lot of the stuff over there, even voted a few times. I knew I'd have a tough one against him.
Dog is a master at giving you little to tear apart in your response. I had almost nothing after he rped first and was looking to fire things up with my first rp. He came back with a blowout response on me that was professional, impersonal and another one tough to respond to.
I came back at him hard, trying to get him fired up and hopefully off his game. Maybe fortunately for my chances at the outcome of the match- but unfortunately for the feud value- Big Dog didn't have any more time to rp and I posted one last cap promo to reemphasize my stance and it got me the win.
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Now I'm bored and I've finally made the move to join a new fed. I'll be Fusenshoff in Empire Pro, and I'm hoping I make waves there. I've been watching the boards lately and there's some real competition. It stinks that Brunk doesn't compete in the fed, because my match with him last March has been my favorite by far. Still, there's so much talent there and I'm very excited. I'm really charged up for a chance to battle it out with Beast or Lindsay Troy. I've read some of both their stuff and I know I'd learn a TON going against them. That said, I'll have a good battle against every one on the roster. I don't see anyone there that has no clue what they're doing.
I'm hungry to really attack hard and get into it. Here's hoping that moment comes sooner than later.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
How I Found Fusenshoff
This is my first "real" blog post. Leave a comment if you want me to link your blog to mine and I hope you'll return the favor.
I'll be out of character here.
I think I'll inform any readers out there how I ended up writing the character Fusenshoff. I started in MBE with Ace Mason and talked a buddy of mine into being my tag partner. He wrote one promo and called it quits, but I still had this tag team, International Icons.
I decided to keep the tag team because we had a title shot and I liked both characters. The TEAM Invitational Tournament was coming up and I told Tom I could rp with both guys if need be. MBE was at a stand still and I felt I could handle it.
I had never written a solo promo for Fusenshoff at this point. He was still kind of my buddy's character, and was just Ace's mean tag partner. I sat down and wanted to make him very different from Ace Mason, and I came up with a drunk. I needed a good reason for him to be a drunk and thought of the car accident. It all fell into place after that.
I'm personally not a whole lot like Fusenshoff. I drink socially two or more times a week, but very rarely get hammered. I usually stop at five and my tolerance is high because of my genes. Neither of us are approval seekers, so we have that in common. I put effort into staying positive and optimistic, while 'Hoff is obviously nothing like that. I'm 23 and I've never experienced a significant death in my life (knock on wood).
I love writing this character because it flows out of me much more naturally than Ace does. I think he's easy for me because I'm VERY clear about what he represents and what he stands for. I feel like I could predict exactly what Fusenshoff would do in any given situation without a moment's hesitation.
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Where this blog is concerned, I'll update it either weekly or bi-weekly. Right now it's a mystery what I'll come up with to post, and it'll probably take a month or so for me to find a true direction for this blog. I see a bright future for Fusenshoff because I love to write and I'm starting to really get the hang of promo-style rp writing.
I'll be out of character here.
I think I'll inform any readers out there how I ended up writing the character Fusenshoff. I started in MBE with Ace Mason and talked a buddy of mine into being my tag partner. He wrote one promo and called it quits, but I still had this tag team, International Icons.
I decided to keep the tag team because we had a title shot and I liked both characters. The TEAM Invitational Tournament was coming up and I told Tom I could rp with both guys if need be. MBE was at a stand still and I felt I could handle it.
I had never written a solo promo for Fusenshoff at this point. He was still kind of my buddy's character, and was just Ace's mean tag partner. I sat down and wanted to make him very different from Ace Mason, and I came up with a drunk. I needed a good reason for him to be a drunk and thought of the car accident. It all fell into place after that.
I'm personally not a whole lot like Fusenshoff. I drink socially two or more times a week, but very rarely get hammered. I usually stop at five and my tolerance is high because of my genes. Neither of us are approval seekers, so we have that in common. I put effort into staying positive and optimistic, while 'Hoff is obviously nothing like that. I'm 23 and I've never experienced a significant death in my life (knock on wood).
I love writing this character because it flows out of me much more naturally than Ace does. I think he's easy for me because I'm VERY clear about what he represents and what he stands for. I feel like I could predict exactly what Fusenshoff would do in any given situation without a moment's hesitation.
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Where this blog is concerned, I'll update it either weekly or bi-weekly. Right now it's a mystery what I'll come up with to post, and it'll probably take a month or so for me to find a true direction for this blog. I see a bright future for Fusenshoff because I love to write and I'm starting to really get the hang of promo-style rp writing.
Fusenshoff Bio
Name/Nickname(s) Fusenshoff/Fuse
Common Derogatory Remarks about his name
Any Hasselhoff reference (see Knight Rider, Baywatch)
Hails From Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada
Height/Weight 6'3" 263
Entrance: "Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica hits over the sound system.
"And the road becomes my bride,
I am stripped of all but pride.
So in her I do confide
and she keeps me satisfied.
Gives me all I need."
Fusenshoff steps out from the entrance. No fireworks, just a spotlight, no superfluous spectacles. He's wearing a black leather jacket, wife beater, black jeans and black boots.
"And my ties are severed clean.
The less I have the more I gain.
Off the beaten path I reign.
Rover wand'rer nomad vagabond
call me what you will...."
He makes his way down to the ring without even looking out at the capacity crowd. His focus and concentration remains unwavering. The only thing on his mind is what lies ahead. He's not here for the fan support, the achievements, the glory. He's here because wrestling is his release. Wrestling eases his pain.
"Wherever I may roam
where I lay my head is home.
Carved upon my stone:
My body lies, but still I roam... yeah, yeah!"
Fusenshoff trots up the steps and climbs under the top rope. He walks over to his corner and lies his head on the turnbuckle, waiting for the bell to ring.
Accolades (titles, tournaments, awards, etc.)
TEAM Championship of Champions
EPW TV title (x2)
Sweet Sixteen of TEAM Invitational Tournament 2007
Elite Eight of the TEAM Invitational Tournament 2008
Dupree Cup playoffs (representing TEAM)
TEAM Tournament of Champions Finalist
Affiliation/Alignment
Affiliated with The Fallen in EPW as of March 2008. Fusenshoff was a lone wolf before this.
Appearance/Attire
Wears a white wife beater, black jeans, and black shoes. Fusenshoff has long black hair and a black goatee. He has a tattoo on his left forearm of the Canadian flag, and on his right forearm of the British flag.
General Wrestling Style Brawler/Street Fighter/Power, and is also decent at technical.
Finisher Primary: The Domination
(Lifts up like a powerbomb. When opponent is on his shoulders he tosses them up so they hit the mat like someone being hit with an X-Factor only Fusenshoff remains on his feet. Takes a perfect combination of power and agility to pull off with maximum devastation. When done perfectly it leaves Fuse's opponent with a dislocated jaw and they're left unconscious. You can't get up from it if done right.)
Secondary: Whiskey Bomb
(Kick to the stomach and X-Factor/Famouser hybrid move. Setup like a X-Factor only Fusenshoff comes down like a Famouser with a Guillotine Leg Drop to the back of the neck. Fuse uses this when he needs a quick 1, 2, 3 or against opponents too heavy to Domination.)
Other Common Moves Punches
Atomic Drop
Snap Suplex
Head to Turnbuckle
Knee Drop
Suicide Dive
DDT
Swinging Neckbreaker
Spike Piledriver
Crucifix (pin)
Exploder Suplex
Sitdown Spike Double Underhook Powerbomb
Top rope Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex
Three Strengths/Three Weaknesses
Strengths:
1. Nearly unparalleled athleticism (combination power/agility)
2. Focus/consistency in the ring never wavers.
3. Damn near impossible to keep down.
Weaknesses:
1. Not very good at submissions.
2. High Flying maneuvers foreign to him.
3. Has a lot to learn about the intricacies of wrestling.
Wrestler Profile
Personality: Drinks heavily to ease his pains and considers it a strength rather than a weakness. He feels the alcohol blocks out everything but his next match, allowing an almost superhuman focus and intensity when he’s in the ring. Fusenshoff is only truly happy while in the ring. Outside the ring Fusenshoff is practically comatose in numbness from being drunk at all times. His instincts from years of reading take over and his words run together without thought while he plays mind games with his opponents and often becomes aggressive.
History: Fusenshoff led a relatively normal life as a child growing up in the small town of Kamloops in British Columbia. Always big and smart for his age, the other kids showed him a great deal of veneration. He was quarterback/linebacker on his high school football team and felt somewhat obligated to party every weekend. He grew up without a father figure, which was unheard of in the Canadian small town, but he learned the ways of a man from his Grandfather, who was well educated and liked in the community.
Fusenshoff’s Grandfather was an Alpha Male and the young boy’s idol. He saw Fusenshoff’s uncanny IQ at a young age. He bought the young boy Shakespeare, Whitman, Chaucer, Hemingway, Dickens, Twain, Eliot and Austen literature so one day the boy could show the world he was a big man who could also express himself. Fusenshoff took to the reading very quickly, spending almost all his time either in books or with a ball, playing alongside the neighborhood kids.
Fusenshoff finished his books given to him by his Grandfather early and moved on to other literature. Soon he was challenging himself with Dante, Homer, Joyce, Milton, Nietzsche, Goethe, Sophocles and Virgil. He also dabbled in some Freudian psychology before preparing for university.
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Charles Dickens wrote “Think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable night.” Fusenshoff’s memorable night came the summer before his enrollment at the University of British Columbia.
That night Fusenshoff was drunk with his friends when a boy got aggressive with his younger sister across town. She called Fusenshoff and he immediately hopped in the car to pick her up. Fusenshoff beat the boy very severely and left with his sister in his car. On the way back home Fusenshoff was furious and got a lead foot. He wrapped the car around a tree and his sister died in the accident. Fusenshoff has always blamed himself.
Rather than grieve over the loss of his beloved sister, Fusenshoff began to drink heavily. His life has spiraled out of control since as he spent an entire year binge drinking in an apartment he bought in Alberta. He never went to university and only recently took up wrestling, debuting in December of 2006 after being cajoled by Ace Mason a few months beforehand.
~~~~~~~~
Fusenshoff has natural ability and has even been called a prodigy. He learned 90% of his arsenal just two months before his first match. The Domination, his original and borderline criminal finisher, takes a combination of power and agility so extraordinary only a fraction of a percent of athletes could pull it off correctly, making it that much more devastating.
Fusenshoff's most memorable match came in April of 2007 during the TEAM Invitational Tournament. He was rolled up by Dan Ryan in the Sweet Sixteen while arguing with a referee. The two men went well past the promo period, exchanging words that make parents put their kids to bed early. The match didn’t end at the bell either, with the fight finally ending in the parking lot after Fusenshoff put Dan’s head through a windshield.
Since then Fusenshoff has enjoyed the competitive environment of TEAM. He's lost twice there in two years, once in the TiT Elite Eight to Troy Douglas and once in the ToC Finals match against Tyler Rayne (a PRIME future Hall of Famer). He won a TEAM Championship of Champions match coming in March against Marcus Westcott and Ravager. He also has a banked Challenge Championship match too, but currently holds the Championship of Champions Title.
In EPW, Fusenshoff won the EPW Television Title in a Battle Royale during his second match (March 2008). He defended it three times before being defeated by Ice Tre in October. Ice Tre left EPW before the next show, where Fusenshoff won back the Television Title. During his title reign he was forced by Stalker to join The Fallen and be a slave to his will.
Fusenshoff lost the Television Title to an up-and-coming Layne Winters, who pinned him after Fusenshoff was injured earlier in the night by an accidental chairshot by Rocko Daymon. Fusenshoff eventually signed a contract offering his freedom from Stalker after Fusenshoff became unruly.
~~~~~~~~~
Fusenshoff is still learning the intricacies that take years to master in wrestling, but his raw talent ranks among the very best in history. Combined with a rare intellect, Fusenshoff seems born for physical contact sports involving delicate strategy. There’s no telling where these gifts will take him. He doesn’t seem to be interested in accolades, only the outlet for his grief that the ring affords him. You can see in his style of wrestling an instinctual efficiency and yet a creative intuition that makes him so unique and dangerous. He turns wrestling into an art form, and often performs flawlessly.
Common Derogatory Remarks about his name
Any Hasselhoff reference (see Knight Rider, Baywatch)
Hails From Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada
Height/Weight 6'3" 263
Entrance: "Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica hits over the sound system.
"And the road becomes my bride,
I am stripped of all but pride.
So in her I do confide
and she keeps me satisfied.
Gives me all I need."
Fusenshoff steps out from the entrance. No fireworks, just a spotlight, no superfluous spectacles. He's wearing a black leather jacket, wife beater, black jeans and black boots.
"And my ties are severed clean.
The less I have the more I gain.
Off the beaten path I reign.
Rover wand'rer nomad vagabond
call me what you will...."
He makes his way down to the ring without even looking out at the capacity crowd. His focus and concentration remains unwavering. The only thing on his mind is what lies ahead. He's not here for the fan support, the achievements, the glory. He's here because wrestling is his release. Wrestling eases his pain.
"Wherever I may roam
where I lay my head is home.
Carved upon my stone:
My body lies, but still I roam... yeah, yeah!"
Fusenshoff trots up the steps and climbs under the top rope. He walks over to his corner and lies his head on the turnbuckle, waiting for the bell to ring.
Accolades (titles, tournaments, awards, etc.)
TEAM Championship of Champions
EPW TV title (x2)
Sweet Sixteen of TEAM Invitational Tournament 2007
Elite Eight of the TEAM Invitational Tournament 2008
Dupree Cup playoffs (representing TEAM)
TEAM Tournament of Champions Finalist
Affiliation/Alignment
Affiliated with The Fallen in EPW as of March 2008. Fusenshoff was a lone wolf before this.
Appearance/Attire
Wears a white wife beater, black jeans, and black shoes. Fusenshoff has long black hair and a black goatee. He has a tattoo on his left forearm of the Canadian flag, and on his right forearm of the British flag.
General Wrestling Style Brawler/Street Fighter/Power, and is also decent at technical.
Finisher Primary: The Domination
(Lifts up like a powerbomb. When opponent is on his shoulders he tosses them up so they hit the mat like someone being hit with an X-Factor only Fusenshoff remains on his feet. Takes a perfect combination of power and agility to pull off with maximum devastation. When done perfectly it leaves Fuse's opponent with a dislocated jaw and they're left unconscious. You can't get up from it if done right.)
Secondary: Whiskey Bomb
(Kick to the stomach and X-Factor/Famouser hybrid move. Setup like a X-Factor only Fusenshoff comes down like a Famouser with a Guillotine Leg Drop to the back of the neck. Fuse uses this when he needs a quick 1, 2, 3 or against opponents too heavy to Domination.)
Other Common Moves Punches
Atomic Drop
Snap Suplex
Head to Turnbuckle
Knee Drop
Suicide Dive
DDT
Swinging Neckbreaker
Spike Piledriver
Crucifix (pin)
Exploder Suplex
Sitdown Spike Double Underhook Powerbomb
Top rope Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex
Three Strengths/Three Weaknesses
Strengths:
1. Nearly unparalleled athleticism (combination power/agility)
2. Focus/consistency in the ring never wavers.
3. Damn near impossible to keep down.
Weaknesses:
1. Not very good at submissions.
2. High Flying maneuvers foreign to him.
3. Has a lot to learn about the intricacies of wrestling.
Wrestler Profile
Personality: Drinks heavily to ease his pains and considers it a strength rather than a weakness. He feels the alcohol blocks out everything but his next match, allowing an almost superhuman focus and intensity when he’s in the ring. Fusenshoff is only truly happy while in the ring. Outside the ring Fusenshoff is practically comatose in numbness from being drunk at all times. His instincts from years of reading take over and his words run together without thought while he plays mind games with his opponents and often becomes aggressive.
History: Fusenshoff led a relatively normal life as a child growing up in the small town of Kamloops in British Columbia. Always big and smart for his age, the other kids showed him a great deal of veneration. He was quarterback/linebacker on his high school football team and felt somewhat obligated to party every weekend. He grew up without a father figure, which was unheard of in the Canadian small town, but he learned the ways of a man from his Grandfather, who was well educated and liked in the community.
Fusenshoff’s Grandfather was an Alpha Male and the young boy’s idol. He saw Fusenshoff’s uncanny IQ at a young age. He bought the young boy Shakespeare, Whitman, Chaucer, Hemingway, Dickens, Twain, Eliot and Austen literature so one day the boy could show the world he was a big man who could also express himself. Fusenshoff took to the reading very quickly, spending almost all his time either in books or with a ball, playing alongside the neighborhood kids.
Fusenshoff finished his books given to him by his Grandfather early and moved on to other literature. Soon he was challenging himself with Dante, Homer, Joyce, Milton, Nietzsche, Goethe, Sophocles and Virgil. He also dabbled in some Freudian psychology before preparing for university.
~~~~~~~~
Charles Dickens wrote “Think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable night.” Fusenshoff’s memorable night came the summer before his enrollment at the University of British Columbia.
That night Fusenshoff was drunk with his friends when a boy got aggressive with his younger sister across town. She called Fusenshoff and he immediately hopped in the car to pick her up. Fusenshoff beat the boy very severely and left with his sister in his car. On the way back home Fusenshoff was furious and got a lead foot. He wrapped the car around a tree and his sister died in the accident. Fusenshoff has always blamed himself.
Rather than grieve over the loss of his beloved sister, Fusenshoff began to drink heavily. His life has spiraled out of control since as he spent an entire year binge drinking in an apartment he bought in Alberta. He never went to university and only recently took up wrestling, debuting in December of 2006 after being cajoled by Ace Mason a few months beforehand.
~~~~~~~~
Fusenshoff has natural ability and has even been called a prodigy. He learned 90% of his arsenal just two months before his first match. The Domination, his original and borderline criminal finisher, takes a combination of power and agility so extraordinary only a fraction of a percent of athletes could pull it off correctly, making it that much more devastating.
Fusenshoff's most memorable match came in April of 2007 during the TEAM Invitational Tournament. He was rolled up by Dan Ryan in the Sweet Sixteen while arguing with a referee. The two men went well past the promo period, exchanging words that make parents put their kids to bed early. The match didn’t end at the bell either, with the fight finally ending in the parking lot after Fusenshoff put Dan’s head through a windshield.
Since then Fusenshoff has enjoyed the competitive environment of TEAM. He's lost twice there in two years, once in the TiT Elite Eight to Troy Douglas and once in the ToC Finals match against Tyler Rayne (a PRIME future Hall of Famer). He won a TEAM Championship of Champions match coming in March against Marcus Westcott and Ravager. He also has a banked Challenge Championship match too, but currently holds the Championship of Champions Title.
In EPW, Fusenshoff won the EPW Television Title in a Battle Royale during his second match (March 2008). He defended it three times before being defeated by Ice Tre in October. Ice Tre left EPW before the next show, where Fusenshoff won back the Television Title. During his title reign he was forced by Stalker to join The Fallen and be a slave to his will.
Fusenshoff lost the Television Title to an up-and-coming Layne Winters, who pinned him after Fusenshoff was injured earlier in the night by an accidental chairshot by Rocko Daymon. Fusenshoff eventually signed a contract offering his freedom from Stalker after Fusenshoff became unruly.
~~~~~~~~~
Fusenshoff is still learning the intricacies that take years to master in wrestling, but his raw talent ranks among the very best in history. Combined with a rare intellect, Fusenshoff seems born for physical contact sports involving delicate strategy. There’s no telling where these gifts will take him. He doesn’t seem to be interested in accolades, only the outlet for his grief that the ring affords him. You can see in his style of wrestling an instinctual efficiency and yet a creative intuition that makes him so unique and dangerous. He turns wrestling into an art form, and often performs flawlessly.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
My Match Promos
2007
TiT Round 1 vs James Irish
TiT Round 2 vs Ravager
TiT Sweet Sixteen vs Dan Ryan (loss)
Dupree Cup vs Jason Payne
Dupree Cup vs Big Dog
2008
Agression 35 vs Shawn Hart
Black Dawn vs Hart, Irish, Cruise
TiT Round 1 vs Eric Mateo
TiT Round 2 vs High Flyer
TiT Sweet Sixteen vs Donovan Astros
A1E Vengeance vs Duchess
Elite Eight vs Troy Douglas (loss)
Aggression 36 vs Beast
Aggression 38 vs Nakita Dahaka
Aggression 39 vs Ice Tre
Tournament of Champions Round 1
Tournament of Champions Round 2
Tournament of Champions Round 3
EPW Unleashed vs. Stalker
Aggression 40 vs Anthology
2009
Aggression 41 vs Shawn Hart
Aggression 42 vs Stalker
Aggression 43 vs Anarky/Westcott
TEAM Supershow X vs Ravager/Westcott
TiT Round 1 vs James Irish
TiT Round 2 vs Ravager
TiT Sweet Sixteen vs Dan Ryan (loss)
Dupree Cup vs Jason Payne
Dupree Cup vs Big Dog
2008
Agression 35 vs Shawn Hart
Black Dawn vs Hart, Irish, Cruise
TiT Round 1 vs Eric Mateo
TiT Round 2 vs High Flyer
TiT Sweet Sixteen vs Donovan Astros
A1E Vengeance vs Duchess
Elite Eight vs Troy Douglas (loss)
Aggression 36 vs Beast
Aggression 38 vs Nakita Dahaka
Aggression 39 vs Ice Tre
Tournament of Champions Round 1
Tournament of Champions Round 2
Tournament of Champions Round 3
EPW Unleashed vs. Stalker
Aggression 40 vs Anthology
2009
Aggression 41 vs Shawn Hart
Aggression 42 vs Stalker
Aggression 43 vs Anarky/Westcott
TEAM Supershow X vs Ravager/Westcott
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