Post by steve on Oct 6, 2023 15:47:22 GMT
WRESTLER INFO
Real Name: Ira Joseph Putski Jr.
Ring Name: Joey Classic
Nickname(s): The Throwback, Good Ole, Old School
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 250lbs.
Billed From: New York City, New York
Originally From: Omaha, Nebraska
Current Residence: New York City, New York
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: He's 39 but claims to be 69 years old
Physical Description and/or Picture Base: Matt Classic (Colt Cabana)
Ring Attire: Mr. Classic wears a navy blue mask that has gold stars placed around it and white trim that's painted around the eyes, mouth, and nose. He wears matching navy blue short trunks, no kneepads, matching colored boots, and he tapes his wrists and fingers with white tape. When going to the ring, he sports a satin navy bomber jacket and a towel wrapped around his neck.
Regular Attire: Can be seen wearing a gray cotton sweat track suit with a white towel tucked in the collar.
Manager: N/A
Character's Twitter: What the Hell are you talking about?!
BIOGRAPHY
Personality: Joey Classic is grizzled veteran who has been wrestling for a long, long, long, long time. He talks with a raspy voice and his mannerisms make him sound like he came out of a 1950's movie. He's opinionated, abrasive, and is highly confused due to him not understanding this new age he currently resides in.
Personal History: The story goes that Joey Classic was born on a farm out in Omaha. He said, and I quote "One day my Ma was luggin' around milk she just got from the cows, next thing she knows she hears a thud, and out comes yours truly!" The next couple of years go by like a blur, but one bit of history that Joey shares is that he started wrestling at age 10 for 5 cents against the town dog, a great dane named Peanut who he has claimed he has gone 5-5 against, and has gone on record to say "If that son of a bitch is still alive, I'm gonna even that score, mark my words!" Once he got older, he ran away from home at 18, joined the circus and started travelling along with the troupe as strongman wrestling the circus Elephant. He caught the attention of a wrestling promoter who wanted him to wrestle for his New York promotion. Joey who needed some convincing to leave his lavish life, decided to go. He dawned a mask and soon everyone in the Northern territories recognized the name "Joey Classic". As the years went on, Joey became famous. He starred in radio dramas, picture shows, comic books, and even had a brand sponsor for Coca Cola, "Before they turned into pansies and stop puttin' that cocaine-crack in it." But like all wrestling legends, his star began to dim. Soon Joey decided to leave wrestling behind and went to help Uncle Sam and enlisted in the war. No one heard from Joey again, until now. A man claiming to be Joey Classic has wandered back into wrestling and is as quoted "Lookin' to get back into the business! How are the territories doin' anyways?! Is Big Bruno still holdin' the book out in Kansas City?! What the Hell do you mean the territories are dead, when did that happen?! Hey--" And now he has agreed to a contract with GEW and looks to find his footing back in the history books of wrestling.
Career History: Joey has literally wrestled everywhere, to even go into depth about it all is exhausting; Let's just say he's been around.
Associates: All his war buddies are dead.
Title History: Too many.
MATCH-WRITING INFO
Entrance Theme: "Maple Leaf Rag (Pavlo Butorin Remix)" by Evolving Vibes
Entrance Description: "Maple Leaf Rag (Pavlo Butorin Remix) by Evolving Vibes" suddenly starts playing. Out comes Joey Classic in all his glory, hands raised as he waves at the crowd. As he walks down, he slaps the hands of the crowd as he power walks to the ring. He climbs the steps of the ring and wipes his feet on the apron and enters the ring. He goes to each rope and leans over it and gives a thumbs up to the crowd. Joey then tears his towel from his neck, and begins to take his jacket off, getting ready for the match to begin.
Fighting Style & Mindset: Old school, a student of the game, big on the fundamentals.
Primary Finisher:
01. La Bomba! - The hardest, most stiff, fucking knife edge chop that even God can hear from his perch among the clouds
Alternative Finishers: (Bear in mind that having more means individual ones will be used less!)
01. Bear Hug
02. Bonic Elbow
Limit Break Finisher: (Super-rare, only-for-huge-matches finisher when all else fails.)
01. Iron Claw
Signature Moves / Spots: (No upper limit, but don't take the piss and do hundreds.)
01. "The Ol' Joey Special" - Giant Swing
02. Airplane Spin
03. Wind-up Right Hand
04. Bell clap
05. Abdominal Stretch
06. Running Clothesline
Common Moves: (Add as many slots as you need.)
01. Headlock
02. Body Slam
03. Knee Drop
04. Fireman's Carry
05. Full Nelson
06. Wristlock
07. Chickenwing Crossface
08. Manhattan Drop
09. Hip Toss
10. Headlock takedown
Weapon of Choice: Two, his left hand "Old Glory" and his right hand "Fister O'Houlihan".
Match of Choice: "I'm not doin' any crazy shit unless I'm gettin' a raise, jack! I like my matches like I like my '56 Scotch: Straightforward and it burns when you get it down your throat!"
Real Name: Ira Joseph Putski Jr.
Ring Name: Joey Classic
Nickname(s): The Throwback, Good Ole, Old School
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 250lbs.
Billed From: New York City, New York
Originally From: Omaha, Nebraska
Current Residence: New York City, New York
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: He's 39 but claims to be 69 years old
Physical Description and/or Picture Base: Matt Classic (Colt Cabana)
Ring Attire: Mr. Classic wears a navy blue mask that has gold stars placed around it and white trim that's painted around the eyes, mouth, and nose. He wears matching navy blue short trunks, no kneepads, matching colored boots, and he tapes his wrists and fingers with white tape. When going to the ring, he sports a satin navy bomber jacket and a towel wrapped around his neck.
Regular Attire: Can be seen wearing a gray cotton sweat track suit with a white towel tucked in the collar.
Manager: N/A
Character's Twitter: What the Hell are you talking about?!
BIOGRAPHY
Personality: Joey Classic is grizzled veteran who has been wrestling for a long, long, long, long time. He talks with a raspy voice and his mannerisms make him sound like he came out of a 1950's movie. He's opinionated, abrasive, and is highly confused due to him not understanding this new age he currently resides in.
Personal History: The story goes that Joey Classic was born on a farm out in Omaha. He said, and I quote "One day my Ma was luggin' around milk she just got from the cows, next thing she knows she hears a thud, and out comes yours truly!" The next couple of years go by like a blur, but one bit of history that Joey shares is that he started wrestling at age 10 for 5 cents against the town dog, a great dane named Peanut who he has claimed he has gone 5-5 against, and has gone on record to say "If that son of a bitch is still alive, I'm gonna even that score, mark my words!" Once he got older, he ran away from home at 18, joined the circus and started travelling along with the troupe as strongman wrestling the circus Elephant. He caught the attention of a wrestling promoter who wanted him to wrestle for his New York promotion. Joey who needed some convincing to leave his lavish life, decided to go. He dawned a mask and soon everyone in the Northern territories recognized the name "Joey Classic". As the years went on, Joey became famous. He starred in radio dramas, picture shows, comic books, and even had a brand sponsor for Coca Cola, "Before they turned into pansies and stop puttin' that cocaine-crack in it." But like all wrestling legends, his star began to dim. Soon Joey decided to leave wrestling behind and went to help Uncle Sam and enlisted in the war. No one heard from Joey again, until now. A man claiming to be Joey Classic has wandered back into wrestling and is as quoted "Lookin' to get back into the business! How are the territories doin' anyways?! Is Big Bruno still holdin' the book out in Kansas City?! What the Hell do you mean the territories are dead, when did that happen?! Hey--" And now he has agreed to a contract with GEW and looks to find his footing back in the history books of wrestling.
Career History: Joey has literally wrestled everywhere, to even go into depth about it all is exhausting; Let's just say he's been around.
Associates: All his war buddies are dead.
Title History: Too many.
MATCH-WRITING INFO
Entrance Theme: "Maple Leaf Rag (Pavlo Butorin Remix)" by Evolving Vibes
Entrance Description: "Maple Leaf Rag (Pavlo Butorin Remix) by Evolving Vibes" suddenly starts playing. Out comes Joey Classic in all his glory, hands raised as he waves at the crowd. As he walks down, he slaps the hands of the crowd as he power walks to the ring. He climbs the steps of the ring and wipes his feet on the apron and enters the ring. He goes to each rope and leans over it and gives a thumbs up to the crowd. Joey then tears his towel from his neck, and begins to take his jacket off, getting ready for the match to begin.
Fighting Style & Mindset: Old school, a student of the game, big on the fundamentals.
Primary Finisher:
01. La Bomba! - The hardest, most stiff, fucking knife edge chop that even God can hear from his perch among the clouds
Alternative Finishers: (Bear in mind that having more means individual ones will be used less!)
01. Bear Hug
02. Bonic Elbow
Limit Break Finisher: (Super-rare, only-for-huge-matches finisher when all else fails.)
01. Iron Claw
Signature Moves / Spots: (No upper limit, but don't take the piss and do hundreds.)
01. "The Ol' Joey Special" - Giant Swing
02. Airplane Spin
03. Wind-up Right Hand
04. Bell clap
05. Abdominal Stretch
06. Running Clothesline
Common Moves: (Add as many slots as you need.)
01. Headlock
02. Body Slam
03. Knee Drop
04. Fireman's Carry
05. Full Nelson
06. Wristlock
07. Chickenwing Crossface
08. Manhattan Drop
09. Hip Toss
10. Headlock takedown
Weapon of Choice: Two, his left hand "Old Glory" and his right hand "Fister O'Houlihan".
Match of Choice: "I'm not doin' any crazy shit unless I'm gettin' a raise, jack! I like my matches like I like my '56 Scotch: Straightforward and it burns when you get it down your throat!"