With another toll of the bell smoke starts to form around the entrance way.

The arena is suddenly plunged into darkness, and a strobe lights begin to pulsate throughout the arena.

A huge ray of light erupts from the rafters, tearing through the darkness, and landing upon the foot of the entrance way. It is then that the guitars start up and a dark figure begins to rise from the floor in the center of the light.

His body shrouded in the darkness of a black cloak he stands there with his head bent down towards the floor. He stands there for just a few moments more and then throws his arms into the air in a Jesus Christ pose. The bright lights of the arena come back to life in the same instance.

Ert'ceps lets his cloak fall to the ground and rushes the ring. His long black hair bounces around his painted face as he runs to the ring. His patch worked black leather clothing, covering his whole body from the neck down, stretches at the seams. His worn black boots pound the ground beneath him.

He slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope, and then rolls to one knee in the center of the ring and drops his head. The camera focuses in on his face. A face partially covered in stringy black hair. A face covered in black paint. A face with piercing eyes.

Heel/Face/Tweener: Heel Wrestlers History: Ert'ceps past doesn't pick up until he was well into adulthood and wrestling with a small promotion based out of Chicago, Illinois.previous to that and he doesn't exist.

Originally brought in as bodyguard for that federations premier wrestler it didn't take him long to find his way into the ring, and while his unsavory style of wrestling earned him respect among some, distrust among others, and admiration in a few it most often earned him a suspension.

So has been the tale of this man masked in secrecy. He will join a federation, chose a target, and stop at nothing until he has destroyed that target. Currently suspended from his previous federation indefinitely he has made his way to the PWL and PWA.in the search of one man and his ultimate demise.

Finishing Move: Unending Pain
Description of Finisher: Envision what one's legs look like while in the figure-four.looks like a four almost right? Now imagine this person on his stomach with his legs in the figure-four position. Once Ert'ceps gets someone into his position he loops one arm under his chin and up through the middle of the "four". He then puts the opponents leg which makes the "leg" of the "four" onto his shoulder. Then finally he wraps his other arm beneath the foot of the leg that he has his other arm looped through. Then locking his hands together he begins to raise his opponents hindquarters putting pressure on their back and if he can raise them high enough.their neck.

Manager Name: None

Sample RP:

Storm clouds roll outside the window, heavy with thunder and lighting. They seem particularly black tonight almost an unnatural darkness. A wave of lighting ripples across the clouds followed by a clap of thunder. The rumbling quiets and the camera pulls back from the window. Further and further it inches back at a slow crawl as the familiar room begins to take shape once again. The walls lined with aged books. A small hearth off in the corner giving of a red glow, and a relaxing heat. Then the camera finds the center of the room, and that one, high backed, plush chair. Ert'ceps sits low in the chair with a book unfolded across his lap. His black, stringy hair, hangs down around his face as he runs his fingers beneath the text of the book. The camera picks up on his lips, and how they move ever so slightly as he reads each word. Finally deciding on a stopping place he slams the book shut, and whips his head up towards the camera. His black face paint hide all his features.save one. His piercing blue eyes now intensified by the black paint look deep into the camera.

ert'ceps Alice in Wonderland.do you know what this story's about Sherrill? It's about a stupid young girl who followed a white rabbit down a hole, and then from that point on the girls concept of reality is suddenly altered. What was once a lie becomes truth, and what was once truth becomes a lie. Kind of like what you're trying to do with reality right now. Don't you see? Already you attempt to contort last nights festivities, and you may very well fool your followers, but you can't fool yourself. You can't lie to yourself, and with how proud you are I don't even know why you're trying.

Thunder explodes in the darkened sky outside as the first pitter-patters of rain start to hit the panes.

ert'ceps I made youscream in pain last night. You tapped, and you tapped, and you tapped.but I didn't stop. Regardless of how it turned out I got what I wanted. I wanted you to hurt. I wanted you to give up. How many times must I tell you? That title of yours is not the object of my desires. No, when I dream at night it's not of billion dollar contracts and the admiration of the crowd. No, my dreams are of pain.yours specifically. Everyone's gotta have a dream right?

He folds his hands in front of him, and closes his eyes letting his whole face vanish in the process.

ert'ceps But ok.you keep bending reality around yourself all you want. Keep thinking your in control, and I.? I'll keep playing back your screams.in my dreams. And everyone will be happy. Welcome to my reality. Welcome to the prince of pain.

The thunder booms outside again. He slowly opens his eyes as the camera fades to black. Making his blue eyes the last image on the screen before there is total darkness.