John Wrestleson
"I AM THE CHAMP! I AM THE MAN! JOHN WRESTLESON! AND YOU OWE ME A GOD DAMN MATCH!
I'VE COME HERE TO PROVE ONCE AND FOR ALL THAT I AM THE BEST IN THE WORLD. THE BEST THERE IS, THE BEST THERE WAS, AND THE BEST THERE EVER WILL BE! TO DO THAT AND PLEASE THE THOUSANDS OF THE MAN'S FANS, I'M GONNA KICK YOUR TEETH DOWN YOUR THROAT TO DEFEND MY TITLE!"
A dedicated fighter in Virager's Tyvejengi UFW rings, a similar but distinct fighting circuit to the one Arthur Callahan used to fight in, John is determined to beat Arthur in a straight up fighting match to prove his superiority as a fighter.
Having thoroughly embraced the hustle and cutthroat nature of the business, John promotes his ability to all he sees and introduces himself with no less than a full declaration of who he is,where he comes from, and what he intends to accomplish. While his introduction to the rest of the group was somewhat strange, he was accepted as another strange oddity for their collection with little issue, although not all of them fully trust him yet.
“Oh, you were at Fighterfest last year? Should have said something. I was in the cage match against the two bears and the attack wombat.” "There's a big difference between looking over the top and acting over the top shorty. I fall more into the latter category. I like to show results, not flashy gimmicks." "Actually, if anything the boat was too cozy Arthur. Normally I like to lay out some nails to sleep on, but the boat oddly didn't have any that I could find." "And it didn't have labels stating "Do not fling Champions from this trebuchet" on it, otherwise I WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN ON IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!"
“Oh, you were at Fighterfest last year? Should have said something. I was in the cage match against the two bears and the attack wombat.” "There's a big difference between looking over the top and acting over the top shorty. I fall more into the latter category. I like to show results, not flashy gimmicks." "Actually, if anything the boat was too cozy Arthur. Normally I like to lay out some nails to sleep on, but the boat oddly didn't have any that I could find." "And it didn't have labels stating "Do not fling Champions from this trebuchet" on it, otherwise I WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN ON IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!"
- Monk
- He/him
- Race: Human
- Age: 28/29
- Height: 6' 3"
- Weight: ?
- Homeland: Virager
Children
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