Spooky Doom

Description:

Incredibly successful inside the ring, Spooky Doom doesn't sweat the small stuff and often comes off as a loud-mouthed brat with too much talent to spare. He says that he's the nephew to a certain 6'10" supernatural grappler who shall not be named, but no one is able to check his credentials; what is known is that instead of being able to teleport in darkness or shoot lightning bolts out of his fingertips, Spooky Doom can fly like none other and is surprisingly powerful for a man his size.

Appearance: 

Small and prominently muscular. Spooky Doom hits the gym regularly and it shows. With a bull-like neck, 19-inch arms (flexed) and a powerful chest that shows off through his bodysuit; Spooky Doom could just about pass for a bodybuilder if his build wasn't so axed towards agility. Well-tanned caucasian with no tattoos or other distinctive scars or markings.

Spooky Doom wears black tights with numerous shin and knee guards striped in green. Similarly, his upper body has bicep guards, elbow guards and forearm guards striped in green along with black fingerless gloves. His mask is now a green skull underneath the same gray cowl fans have become accustomed to.

Enters the ring wearing a matching cape to his cowl.

Biography: Spooky Doom grew up admiring his uncle and ended up following the same path into pro-wrestling as he did, but "The Gravedigger" would not allow his nephew any free rides in the business, denying him access to his company until Spooky proved himself in battle. However, "The Gravedigger"'s endorsement opened up doors to many wrestling schools and Spooky Doom made the best of it, training at an American wrestling school before moving to Mexico to ply his trade: his small size and propensity to hit high flying moves being better appreciated there. Since then, Spooky Doom's uncle died. Again. In a manner less embarrassing then the first three times he died, certainly, but he's dead nonetheless and SOMEBODY needs to take his place. Enter Spooky Doom...

From his professional debut in SWAT Arizona to his arrival in Shootfire Pro Wrestling, Spooky Doom has won gold in each and every federation he has wrestled under. From humble starts as the lil' Grim Reaper thingy too cute to be taken seriously to his crowning achievement as ICWF World Heavyweight champion, Spooky Doom has always given his all in each and every of his endeavors. Specifically sought by Hardkore Japan to bolster it's promotion, Spooky Doom succeeded in the fledgling promotion, winning it's Super J Cup tournament and coming off with the Japan regional title.

Leaving his adopted home for SPW, Spooky Doom would have a storied career in the tag division as the creator of The Deabeats, but would leave the company for nebulous reasons. Upon his return, he would ally himself with Steve Greedy and crack James O'Connor over the head with a shovel, sending him to intensive care. No one yet knows what brought upon these changes, but one thing is certain: this is no longer the Spooky Doom that was a hero to children everywhere. This is the new Doom, the "Evil Dead" Spooky Doom.

Entrance:
[The lights suddenly go out. Silence. Darkness. And then... the spotlight shines down upon the entrance aisle in the shape of a great white skull.]

"It's twilight and I wake up hot
My body's soaked in a cold, cold sweat
I reenact the lurid scenes
And clawed engravings in my head

["Die Dead Enough" by Megadeath plays from the loudspeakers as a lone figure comes out underneath the lights, a sombre wrestler in grey and sickly off-green who does NOT greet his fans. He stands as the audience jeers him, insensible to the crowd's taunt; because this is no ordinary wrestler but the unliving embodiement of Death inside the ring. It's a figure who is familiar to fans, yet irretrievably changed: the green skull mask, the grey hood and cape...]

Emily: Approaching the ring, accompanied by his manager STEVE GREEDY... He stands in at 5 feet seven and weighs 210 pounds... He is known as the Undead Superstar, the Evil Dead; SPOOKY DOOM!!!

[CROWD BOOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[Steve Greedy approaches his charge, always quick to vaunt his ability. Spooky Doom simply walks towards the ring, his cape billowing in the wind as he passes by, ignoring the fans.]

"Oh, I can't punch hard enough and I run
I can't kick high enough and I run
I can't shoot straight enough and I run
I can't hold on enough and I run"

"Oh, I can't stay down enough and I run
I can't take pain enough and I run
I can't bleed fast enough"

[Stepping through the ropes, the Spooky Doom simply discards his cape to Steve Greedy, revealing the muscular form underneath. The ref is there to administer last minute instructions, but Steve Greedy brushes him off as Doom hops in place, limbering up for his match.]

"I can't die dead enough!!!"

[HUGE HEEL POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]