(wrestler 1 name)  Matt Attict

(wrestler 1 height)  5'10"
(wrestler 1 weight)  267
(wrestler 1 hometown)  Miami Beach,Florida
(wrestler 1 entrance)
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Attict steps out from behind the curtain, wearing black loose fitting leather pants and black ankle high wrestling boots.  He also is wearing two gold necklaces, one with a diamond, dotting the I of the word Perfection, which is also made of gold. He is also seen in golden framed Raybans.

He comes to the ring slowly, flexing for the crowd.  He then enters the ring quickly..again, striking another pose.
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(wrestler 1 alignment)  Tweener
(wrestler 1 style)  Technician
(wrestler 1 history)
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Matt Attict was born into wealth with additional wealth coming from his early career through his teens as a pro body builder.
He has wrestled in numerous federations including the Rwf,Wciwa, Wciwa2,
Gwf, Jwa..along with others.

He has also been aligned with the Masters of Armageddon since his debut,
how he came to be a part of this stable is still unkown.
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(wrestler 1 finisher)  Attict Attack
(wrestler 1 finish description)  Top Rope Dragon Suplex.
(wrestler 2 alignment)  Heel

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 This rp was from a federation I was in a year or so ago...

Perfection, Something that no one will ever accomplish.

Except for one person, The camera is pointed on him.

One golden belt, Two gold necklaces, one with a diamond, one without.
You know the rest.

"I see the peasantry's confidence is beginning to bloom. But one shouldn't rely on
his own confidence, when it doesn't even compare to his opponent's. Remeber that Drake, Before or after I lay you out for the three count, it doesn't really
change the finish of our future match the slightest"

"I'm Matt Attict. I won't be watching the sport I dominate from a coffee shop,
whishing I could have one last chance, Anytime soon."

"I've been accused of copying this Shawn character for a couple weeks. Apparently he was some "great" in this sport, but has since been sidelined.
Not due to injury, But because he couldn't get the job done. He couldn't pull off a win over somebody from the east coast when it really mattered."

"Jeffery, You won't be any different."

"Now why would I copy this Shawn guy, When I never even listened to one of his interviews, Only saw him a couple times drinking a cup of joe. Hell, I don't even like coffee."

Attict calls for his butler, Brodhelm, and Brodhelm comes in. He is an old man, About seventy. He is wearing the normal butler garb. He comes over and immediatley begins to polish Attict's Trans Atlantic Title.

"No you old fool. Not now. I want you to find some information on this Shawn Twili character. Then bring it to me."

Brodhelm: "Why I think his name is Shawn Twilight sir, Anything you say sir"

"Whatever Brodhelm, Hury it up"

Brodhelm hurys out of the scene, as fast as an old man can.

"Top rope 460 freebird splash. A hero's something or other, Another Hero's something or other. Regardless, let me mention something to you Drake"

"I'm Matt Attict, you'll only get to use one move. Choose it wisely"

"But I imagine you will respond.That is all it took to eliminate War..Blah..Get a clue." Well, I'm not War, Jack Irons, or any of those other mongrels you "wrestled" at S.o.d. You lost because you attempted to take out a master and were out smarted, but I won't go into that."

"I'm Matt Attict. I'm Undefeated."

"Wimper and moan about how your arsenal of moves will effect my future, I'll sit back and watch you try to think of one to beat me. And to your own dismay, you'll come up empty handed. Just like all the rest."

"Let me borrow a little something from you for a second...just so you can carry on saying how I copy talentless hacks in your next interview."

"Here is how good I am. Take two arms, Add them to the back of one's neck. Add three turn buckles, the force of gravity, Subtract three seconds for the ref, and You have the best top rope finisher in the buisness"

"Works well on Heros, as I have already proved, to midcarders, Like the Kieth Wildwings of this community."

Brodhelm barges back into the sceen, winded, but updated.

Brodhelm:"He claimed to be the most decorated champion in the history of this community sir, he had a pretty good showing in all of his contests except one which his career depended upon"

"Yeah, and..."

Brodhelm:"He lost sir, He lost to a Kevin Merrix in a retirement match"

"So he decorated himself with gold throughout this community to only lose all of his efforts in a contest with the man I defeated in my second career match."

"Hmm, Maybe he should have payed a little more attention to the Perfect human being, And he would be here right now to defend himself, nah..."

"He would fall to the the laws of gravity just the same."

"I don't copy anyone who is below my talent level. I'm Matt Attict. I'll be in the headlines.. Again very soon."

"Undefeated. Flawless. You can't beat me. Mix the muscle of Zues, the skills of twenty wrestlers, and you'll still come up short. Why?"

Attict prods Brodhelm

Brodhelm:"Because he is Matt Attict. God's gift to the Wrestling World."

Fades to black.