Post by Ulysses Deus on Aug 13, 2023 15:36:45 GMT -5
Character Name:
Ulysses Deus
Hometown:
Parts Unknown
Height:
6'2
Weight:
176 lbs
Alignment:
Heel
In-Ring Style:
Old School, methodical
Bio:
All we know is what has been divulged by Dr. Linus Winkel, an unreliable witness at best. Allegedly, Linus' daughter Ariel, venturing between venues during a particularly bad date, discovered "John Doe" discombobulated on an alley floor and recognised symptoms of drug overdose. Either that or she was just trying to ditch a Tinder bore. In a flap, she slung the unresponsive individual into the back seat of a cab and sought her father's help, a doctor with questionable medical credentials and a venomous disdain for 'the system'.
Despite appearances, it turned out that the stranger's tox screen was clean. The only ID he had on his person was that of a deceased henchman of a defunct gang, Michael Brookes. Clearly this man wasn't him, not least because they bore zero resemblance, and the scattered few of the hoodlum's former associates weren't saying a word. Indeed, our "John Doe" was basically unrecognisable due to malnutrition and an apparent neglect of basic self-care for a very, very long time. It was clear he was from the streets but the streets weren't talking.
Linus resolved to rebuild this shell of a man. He nourished him with fluids before eventually enriching him with a more normal diet. With lack of accurate identifying information and an unwillingness to engage with the cops or any support services, Linus took the liberty of naming him "Ulysses" due to his erratic, stream-of-consciousness narration of his daily activities, reminding the doc of James Joyce's literary masterpiece. It was as if his subconscious were trying to piece together the shards of his memory. The last name "Deus" was added later by Ariel, after she observed him while sleeping, stuttering a word resembling a phonetic "D" ad nauseum, like a manic mantra or a nightmare, intertwined with a snore that sounded like "Ooos".
Linus and Ariel showered their new companion with lots of TLC and started to see some blossoming. But some damage just can't be undone. The man regularly exhibited episodes of panic, delusion and self-destructive tendencies. Wildly opposed to pharmaceutical intervention, Linus decided to trust his brain surgery manual from the early 1950s to lobotomise Deus.
Did it work? Wellllllll... kinda? The dangerous bouts ceased. But ol' Linus' surgical navigation of the subcortical brain circuits was somewhat rusty and he, in his own words, "might have accidentally displaced the amygdala".
With his brain even more frazzled, Ulysses is now incapable of feeling conflict, anger or hatred. He has become completely agreeable. Not only that, he suddenly speaks like a poet from the Romantic era. He thinks in abstraction and symbolism. A gothic Keats but oh so very nice.
Once he got a semblance of strength back, Linus put Ulysses on a fitness regime. The results were underwhelming due to Deus' total lack of aggression and sense of competitiveness. That was, until a trip to a local boxing gym. Intuitively, Deus jumped into a ring while two boxers were sparring. As one of them tried to throw down to punish his rude interruption, Deus suplexed him and brutally executed a flurry of wrestling moves on both boxers, to the astonishment of his mentor Linus.
There was just something about wrestling. Linus surmised that the ring provided the stimulus that would light up the brain's synapses akin to a dementia sufferer responding to familiar music. He knew, to help Deus be a fully rounded individual, he needed to give him as much opportunity to express the act of wrestling as possible in order to let out the innate aggression that his brain is physically unable to express. He was an absolute natural; basically the prototype, the embodiment of perfection in Cruiserweight wrestling. It wasn't long until he was spotted by an Action Wrestling scout and was fast-tracked to CruiserClash after mere weeks. As his sole carer, Dr. Linus Winkel insists that he manage Deus' career in and out of the ring... but is it for Uly's sake or is it all about Linus?
Attire:
Theme song:
"Celestial Annihilation" by UNKLE
Pic Base:
Cara Noir
Entrance:
The lights dim and the sinister opening bars of "Celestial Annihilation" by UNKLE reverberate around the arena. A silver silhouette of wings shines by the entranceway, glowing brilliantly. A golden illumination envelops a being, emanating from the centre of the wings and sauntering down the aisle. Fans jeer as it becomes clear that the figure is that of Dr. Linus Winkel, snarling arrogantly and with deep contempt. He climbs into the ring and beckons his protégé forward with a curled finger. The golden light on Winkel fades but the silver wings remain radiant.
As the song's secondary drum beat kicks in, the wings rotate, revealing the lanky body of Ulysses Deus, also lit in spectacular gold. The fans cheer somewhat as the eccentric grappler shimmies towards the ring. As he rolls onto the mat, the arena goes pitch black. Suddenly, gold and silver beams of pyro dance up to the rafters before the lights return with Ulysses Deus now sitting on the turnbuckle, wings nowhere to be seen. Dr. Linus Winkel flanks him on the apron, psyching him up, slapping his shoulders and screaming commands for him to dismantle his opponent.
Favorite moves (at least 15 moves):
Triangle Choke, Double Leg Takedown, Rolling Suplexes, Uppercut Flurry, Stomps, Gut-Wrench Suplex, Chops, Samoan Drop, Bridging German Suplex, Forearm Smashes, Clothesline, Powerslam, Dropkick, Full Nelson, Arm Drag, Pendulum Backbreaker, Belly To Belly Suplex, Discus Punch, Fireman's Carry Takedown, Sharpshooter, Running Bulldog
Signature move:
Cruel to be Kind (Top Rope Double Knee Facebreaker)
Finisher:
Deus Ex Machina (Rings of Saturn)
Manager:
Dr. Linus Winkel (picbase - Trent Seven) is essentially a quack doctor who has amassed a niche following in some dark corner of the internet due to his anti-establishment views, especially on the medical industry. He, perhaps sympathetically, claims that medical care in the Western world is based solely on economics and not a love for people. However, less sympathetically, he blames this on society's compulsion to buy, buy, buy and consume, consume, consume like sheep, as he puts it. He claims that people medicate others so they don't have to endure them at their worst. He has plenty of other abhorrent views but that's enough about that for now. Some cyber sleuths claim that Winkel is really disgraced former heart surgeon Declan Mountbatten whose license to practice was revoked following a drunken operation resulting in the death of a high profile investment banker. But this rumor is unsubstantiated to date.
Given his hatred of corporations and glitz and glamour of the entertainment industry, why is Linus managing Ulysses Deus on the global stage of Action Wrestling? Is this a hypocrisy or a means to an end? I guess we'll find out...
Ariel Winkel (picbase - Candyfloss) is Linus' 19 year old daughter. She's sweet, bubbly and kind but keeps two things on the down-low - 1) she's a genius and 2) she's a party girl. She thinks her father doesn't know this but he actually does, much to his chagrin. He doesn't let on because, asshole or not, he utterly adores her and she's all he's got... besides, of course, the strange new friend in his life whose wrestling career is in his hands.
Ariel has a strangeattraction affection towards Ulysses but has no idea why. All she knows is that she found him at the lowest point a man can sink and she dreads him returning there. She doesn't really trust her father's methods of nurturing Uly's welfare so wants to stick close to ensure she's his safety net in case he screws up again. Despite her statements to the contrary, she is starting to crave the limelight that AW could offer her.
Ulysses Deus
Hometown:
Parts Unknown
Height:
6'2
Weight:
176 lbs
Alignment:
Heel
In-Ring Style:
Old School, methodical
Bio:
All we know is what has been divulged by Dr. Linus Winkel, an unreliable witness at best. Allegedly, Linus' daughter Ariel, venturing between venues during a particularly bad date, discovered "John Doe" discombobulated on an alley floor and recognised symptoms of drug overdose. Either that or she was just trying to ditch a Tinder bore. In a flap, she slung the unresponsive individual into the back seat of a cab and sought her father's help, a doctor with questionable medical credentials and a venomous disdain for 'the system'.
Despite appearances, it turned out that the stranger's tox screen was clean. The only ID he had on his person was that of a deceased henchman of a defunct gang, Michael Brookes. Clearly this man wasn't him, not least because they bore zero resemblance, and the scattered few of the hoodlum's former associates weren't saying a word. Indeed, our "John Doe" was basically unrecognisable due to malnutrition and an apparent neglect of basic self-care for a very, very long time. It was clear he was from the streets but the streets weren't talking.
Linus resolved to rebuild this shell of a man. He nourished him with fluids before eventually enriching him with a more normal diet. With lack of accurate identifying information and an unwillingness to engage with the cops or any support services, Linus took the liberty of naming him "Ulysses" due to his erratic, stream-of-consciousness narration of his daily activities, reminding the doc of James Joyce's literary masterpiece. It was as if his subconscious were trying to piece together the shards of his memory. The last name "Deus" was added later by Ariel, after she observed him while sleeping, stuttering a word resembling a phonetic "D" ad nauseum, like a manic mantra or a nightmare, intertwined with a snore that sounded like "Ooos".
Linus and Ariel showered their new companion with lots of TLC and started to see some blossoming. But some damage just can't be undone. The man regularly exhibited episodes of panic, delusion and self-destructive tendencies. Wildly opposed to pharmaceutical intervention, Linus decided to trust his brain surgery manual from the early 1950s to lobotomise Deus.
Did it work? Wellllllll... kinda? The dangerous bouts ceased. But ol' Linus' surgical navigation of the subcortical brain circuits was somewhat rusty and he, in his own words, "might have accidentally displaced the amygdala".
With his brain even more frazzled, Ulysses is now incapable of feeling conflict, anger or hatred. He has become completely agreeable. Not only that, he suddenly speaks like a poet from the Romantic era. He thinks in abstraction and symbolism. A gothic Keats but oh so very nice.
Once he got a semblance of strength back, Linus put Ulysses on a fitness regime. The results were underwhelming due to Deus' total lack of aggression and sense of competitiveness. That was, until a trip to a local boxing gym. Intuitively, Deus jumped into a ring while two boxers were sparring. As one of them tried to throw down to punish his rude interruption, Deus suplexed him and brutally executed a flurry of wrestling moves on both boxers, to the astonishment of his mentor Linus.
There was just something about wrestling. Linus surmised that the ring provided the stimulus that would light up the brain's synapses akin to a dementia sufferer responding to familiar music. He knew, to help Deus be a fully rounded individual, he needed to give him as much opportunity to express the act of wrestling as possible in order to let out the innate aggression that his brain is physically unable to express. He was an absolute natural; basically the prototype, the embodiment of perfection in Cruiserweight wrestling. It wasn't long until he was spotted by an Action Wrestling scout and was fast-tracked to CruiserClash after mere weeks. As his sole carer, Dr. Linus Winkel insists that he manage Deus' career in and out of the ring... but is it for Uly's sake or is it all about Linus?
Attire:
Theme song:
"Celestial Annihilation" by UNKLE
Pic Base:
Cara Noir
Entrance:
The lights dim and the sinister opening bars of "Celestial Annihilation" by UNKLE reverberate around the arena. A silver silhouette of wings shines by the entranceway, glowing brilliantly. A golden illumination envelops a being, emanating from the centre of the wings and sauntering down the aisle. Fans jeer as it becomes clear that the figure is that of Dr. Linus Winkel, snarling arrogantly and with deep contempt. He climbs into the ring and beckons his protégé forward with a curled finger. The golden light on Winkel fades but the silver wings remain radiant.
As the song's secondary drum beat kicks in, the wings rotate, revealing the lanky body of Ulysses Deus, also lit in spectacular gold. The fans cheer somewhat as the eccentric grappler shimmies towards the ring. As he rolls onto the mat, the arena goes pitch black. Suddenly, gold and silver beams of pyro dance up to the rafters before the lights return with Ulysses Deus now sitting on the turnbuckle, wings nowhere to be seen. Dr. Linus Winkel flanks him on the apron, psyching him up, slapping his shoulders and screaming commands for him to dismantle his opponent.
Favorite moves (at least 15 moves):
Triangle Choke, Double Leg Takedown, Rolling Suplexes, Uppercut Flurry, Stomps, Gut-Wrench Suplex, Chops, Samoan Drop, Bridging German Suplex, Forearm Smashes, Clothesline, Powerslam, Dropkick, Full Nelson, Arm Drag, Pendulum Backbreaker, Belly To Belly Suplex, Discus Punch, Fireman's Carry Takedown, Sharpshooter, Running Bulldog
Signature move:
Cruel to be Kind (Top Rope Double Knee Facebreaker)
Finisher:
Deus Ex Machina (Rings of Saturn)
Manager:
Dr. Linus Winkel (picbase - Trent Seven) is essentially a quack doctor who has amassed a niche following in some dark corner of the internet due to his anti-establishment views, especially on the medical industry. He, perhaps sympathetically, claims that medical care in the Western world is based solely on economics and not a love for people. However, less sympathetically, he blames this on society's compulsion to buy, buy, buy and consume, consume, consume like sheep, as he puts it. He claims that people medicate others so they don't have to endure them at their worst. He has plenty of other abhorrent views but that's enough about that for now. Some cyber sleuths claim that Winkel is really disgraced former heart surgeon Declan Mountbatten whose license to practice was revoked following a drunken operation resulting in the death of a high profile investment banker. But this rumor is unsubstantiated to date.
Given his hatred of corporations and glitz and glamour of the entertainment industry, why is Linus managing Ulysses Deus on the global stage of Action Wrestling? Is this a hypocrisy or a means to an end? I guess we'll find out...
Ariel Winkel (picbase - Candyfloss) is Linus' 19 year old daughter. She's sweet, bubbly and kind but keeps two things on the down-low - 1) she's a genius and 2) she's a party girl. She thinks her father doesn't know this but he actually does, much to his chagrin. He doesn't let on because, asshole or not, he utterly adores her and she's all he's got... besides, of course, the strange new friend in his life whose wrestling career is in his hands.
Ariel has a strange