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Alex Riley; A-Ry
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The Next Big Thing

Impact Wrestling Superstar/Knockout

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REAL NAME: Kevin Robert Kiley, Jr.
WRESTLERS NAME: Alex Riley
NICKNAME(S): A-Ry
HEIGHT: 6ft 4in
WEIGHT: 240lbs
ALIGNMENT: Face
BRIEF GIMMICK DESCRIPTION: Alex Riley is a over enthausiastic competitor, spurred on from his ex-boss The Miz's mistreatment of himself, he has turned over a new leaf and he is doing what he is made to do and win the championships, he was so destined to win.
THEME MUSIC: "Say It to My Face" by Jim Johnston and performed by Downstait




FINISHER(S): Hit the Showers
SIGNATURES: Lifting DDT
REGULAR MOVES - 5 MIN: A-Bomb
Belly to back slideslam
Gunwrench Powerbomb
Piledriver
Spinebuster

FIGHTING STYLE: Brawler, Powerhouse, Technician
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Steel Chair, Sledgehammer and a 2x4 barbed wire




NAME: Matt
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: efed List
WHERE DO YOU WANT TO BE PLACED ON THE CARD?: Mid-card, Main.




SAMPLE ROLEPLAY: In the next post
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MY SHEAMUS ROLEPLAY. NO CODING. THANKS <3

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Sheamus: "Sam, no. No... Sam you know I can't do that, fella'. Just watch your back and you'll be fine."

Sheamus walked through the airport's main gate, a suitcase slung over his shoulder and held in place by his left hand, the other placed in his jean pockets. A few children recognized him and he happily signed their autograph.

His credit card was rejected multiple times until the system had to be completely rebooted before he finally got his ticket. All this while, Sheamus just sat on a bench with his cellphone in his hand and watched NBC, which just happened to be running highlights of Warfare.

Sheamus: "Samuel Mark O'Shaunessy, you keep your chin up, fella'. Those bullies don't know who their messing with, okay. You're a O'Shaunessy, tell your brother that Uncle Sheamus tells him to sort them out."

A family who sat diagonally to him were making alot of noise, like they do. Sheamus made the mistake of buying coach tickets and had to deal with all of them. Sam was talking on the other side of the phone.

Sheamus: "No fella', I don't know when I will be back in Ireland... Yeah I should be back for your birthday... And Annalise's wedding. Definatly, okay."

Sam kept rambling on, when a PA announcement asked for Sheamus' group to get ready to board the flight.

Sheamus: "Sam, buddy. I have to get on a flight now, so you'll stay up to watch me on EBWF on Sunday? Yeah.. Yeah, I'll talk to your mother about school fella', well it won't hurt missing a day now, will it? Okay, see you soon. Stay safe."

Sheamus kept looking at his phone to stop any chance of communication with any other fans due to his eagerness to get to Baltimore. He starts to play a game on his phone, not really paying attention to it, he get's onto the plane, turns his phone off and puts it in his pocket.

A little boy, around the age of six or seven, sat right behind him. He played his PSP imitating laser gun fire as he kicked at the chair in front of him. It went along with the background music of his game, each kick matching a beat.

The constant pounding into his back was bad enough, but a teenage girl, about thirteen or fourteen sat next to him. Obviously his older sister, she had her iPod playing at max volume and was singing while it was loud enough for him to here already.

Girl: "BABY, BABY, BABY! OHHH!"

Boy: "Mom! I'm hungry, when's my food gonna come?!"

Mother: "Soon honey, anyway..."

They sat right next to him and they wouldn't stop talking. Obviously some of the neighborhood gossips where they live, the detail of their stories was amazing. Incredibly annoying, but amazing that women that age could remember that much. Not a comment Sheamus made out loud and instead kept it to himself and his irritated back and ears.

They went on and on about a couple's relationships troubles, then shit about their mailman. Even talk about a man who would jog around in shorts that barely reached halfway to his knee and in a T-shirt that restricted his lard stomach. Sheamus shuddered as the picture of the man ran through his head.

He almost puked over his in-flight meal of beef. At least he thought it was beef... maybe it was chicken or pork. It sure as hell didn't taste like any meat he's tried before. Blocking out the females would be easier then the boy he hoped. Sheamus turned around in his seat and asked the boy.

Sheamus: "Hey fella, can you stop? It's quite annoying."

Boy: "Whatever."

The child then stopped his kicking for a few minutes. Sheamus took in a breath of relief as his spine had a few sensual moments of peace. Those moments didn't last long enough as the child then began kicking once again as his food came. Eating what looked like chicken nuggets, the child was ecstatic as chunks of meat fell out of his mouth with every success on his game.

Boy: (gibberish with food exploding out of his mouth) "Yes! Next level! Boom, pow!"

Sheamus went to turn around and ask the child to stop again but paused. A little six year old wouldn't take orders from him. Sheamus then turned to his mother and tapped her on the shoulder.

Mother: "Hold on, I'm talking to someone. Honestly, I mean, the nerve of some people these days..."

There they were. The mother and her snobby gossip friend bashing him in front of his eyes. He waited for them to pause as they asked for something by a passing attendant. He then tapped her on the shoulder once again and asked.

Sheamus: "Ma'am, can you please get your son to stop kicking the back of my seat? It's irritating and I'd like to relax before we get to Baltimore."

The woman rolled her eyes, irritation in her voice as she had to go away from her conversation to scold her son.

Woman: "Den, stop kicking this man's seat this instant."

Boy: "But mooooooom-"

Woman: "No buts! You've caused enough trouble."

The woman still talks loud enough for the boy to hear, but this time directed at her friend.

Woman: "Honestly, I swear, I'm tired of having to talk to this boy about stuff like this. You know, he gets it from his father. Even when he was a kid..."

The woman goes back to her chat as Sheamus pulls out his own iPod. He inserts each headphone into his ear and scrolls through the menu of songs. Picking what he thinks could be a gem, he lies back and lets the music flow into his ears.

A smile appears on his face as Sheamus lays back and waits for the landing in Maryland. The rock music playing blocks out all the terrible singing from the teenage girl and the gossip discussion from their mother. Once the plane lands and he slowly makes his way out from the terminal, Sheamus pulls out his cellphone and makes a call.

Sheamus: "Drew, buddy. It's Sheamus. You ready?"

Scene Two


The Sacrifice PPV has just started and the dark matches are about to start, the crowd are expecting a dark match the lights dim in the Bell Center causing the Baltimore crowd to calm down in anticipation of what was to come next. After a long pause music began to play followed quickly by the lyrics of Sheamus' theme song. Soon after the man himself appeared atop the stage, with green and white flashing lights flashing onto him.

He walks down the ramp slapping the hands of those who hand their hand out, he rubbed a little ginger haired boys hair. He said to the little kid "Be proud."

Lilian Garcia: "Ladies and Gentleman, making his way to the ring. The Celtic Warrior... SHEAMUS!"

He walks back towards the ring, he rolls into the ring and poses on the turnbuckle while green fireworks exploded from the top of the arena, down. Dropping green sparks from the ceiling.

He walks over to Lilian Garcia and she hands the microphone to him, he mouths the words, Thank you. He walks to the center of the ring as his theme music ends.

Sheamus: "Good morning, Baltimore."

The crowd go wild at the mention of their city.

Sheamus "Today at one of the biggest PPV's of the year SACRIFICE me and my good pal, Drew McIntyre have a very important match against Heath Slater and Justin Gabriel. I bet you're wondering why Drew isn't out here right now, well... Drew the animal and workaholic he is has to prepare for his match with Hulk Hogan for the Breakout Championship. So I am out here today, alone to tell you all why Heath and Gay are not good enough to compete with us."

The crowd cheer.

Sheamus: "You know why nexus fell apart, because no one in the Nexus had any blistering traits which could be used in the singles world, they were all created around a group, like a science lab, they are all together in a little room, each in their little tubes of loneliness, and they were brought together to make this amazing force which did nothing to the tag team or single's titles. Then they all went off and did their own thing, but two were left."

Sheamus itched his nose and stretched his arm.

Sheamus: "Justin Gabriel and Heath Slater are two of the poorest superstars I have ever seen in my life, their move set is under average, they have no passion or honor. You want to know what is different between Drew McIntyre and I compared with Heath and Gabriel... Heath and Gabriel had no major success before this, no championships, no awards... No trophies... Nothing... But me and Drew... Heck we are sucessfull in everyway... Drew has won eight championships worldwide and I have won 9 awards, slash, championships, slash trophies."

Sheamus made the slash's with his hand, like a karate chop.

Sheamus: "You fellas think it's funny to imitate a foreigner, I watched your little show last time... You imitated that Japanese guy... What's his name... Kota... Something like that... Well, I think it is time for me to imitate you guys..."

Sheamus motions for a man to come into the ring.

Sheamus: "Bart, come in here."

Bart Mitchell, one of the sound guys, is wearing a black t-shirt with "EBWF Staff" written on the back of it, he is cautious about going into the ring, because knowing Sheamus, anything can happen.

Sheamus: "Come on, Bart. Don't be scared, come on in here fella'."

Bart stands up and walks towards the ring, the camera follows him as sweat drips down his face. He walks to the steps and slowly but surely makes his way up them. He slowly steps through the ropes and into the ring, he stands there, shivering in fear.

Sheamus: "Now, Bart. I want you to come into the center of the ring and face the crowd over their with your back to me, when I say go I want you to turn around quickly."

Bart does as Sheamus asks, he turns and faces the crowd behind the announce table and closes his eyes in fear. Sheamus takes a couple of steps back and stands at a fighting stance.

Sheamus: "Go!"

The inevitable time comes and Sheamus screams "Go" which means that the five foot nine inches sound man had to do as Sheamus said, he does turn around and Sheamus runs at him jumping grabbing his head, this is a move which Slater uses a lot people call it the Jumping DDT.

Bart the sound man is somewhere he isn't normally, in the middle of the ring, sparked out, with his arms out wide. Sheamus walks to the turnbuckle and stands on the top turnbuckle, he lowers his hands down to his waist and imitates Justin Gabriel.

He breathes in and out, as Justin Gabriel does. He jumps off of the turnbuckle and does a 450 splash. He lands down onto Bart the sound man, he stands up and asks the ambulance men to come into the ring and collect him.

They do, they pick him up on a stretcher and take him out of the arena. He asks Jillian to bring him the clipboard off of a table by the announce table she pushes it into the ring and Sheamus picks it up, along with the microphone he placed on the floor moments earlier.

Sheamus: "Now before all of you scream, shout and moan about what I just did, this clipboard has on it a very important document, this document states the following: And I quote. Any employee of EBWF, inc. Who is injured at the hands of Sheamus on the 24th July will not be subjected to rights of a compensation law battle... Blah, blah, blah... As long as the employee involved is notified of it beforehand."

The crowd boo at the selfishness of Sheamus.

Sheamus: "That was a demonstration, Gabriel and Slater are nothing special, I could do those moves and I am nineteen stone and for you Americans that is 272lbs, I could do those moves. They are nothing on me and Drew, absoloutly nothing! 450 splash isn't even original, Paul London if I am right used that move before Justin. Am I correct? King... Am I correct?

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: "Yes, kid. I think you are!"

Sheamus: "Exactly, Gabriel and Slater are nothing but a couple of boring used up phonies. I can't wait to get my hands on you two later, and I am sure as hell McIntyre feels the same."

The crowd boo again. Sheamus just has a chuckle to himself.

Sheamus: "I can't wait. See you later, Slater. In a while Gab-ri-al."

Sheamus' theme music comes back on, he hands his microphone back to Lillian so she can announce the couple of dark matches upcoming... He leaves the ring with the clipboard and walks up the ramp leaving with his theme music still playing.
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