Cyrus Truth

Name: Cyrus Truth
Nicknames:
"The Exile"
"The Messiah of Hardcore"
Date of Birth: November 25, 1985
Place of Birth: Allegedly Dayton, OH
Currently Billed From: The Long and Winding Road
Height: 6 ft 2 in
Weight: 235 pounds
Gimmick: Cool, calm, and extremely confident, Cyrus Truth believes in a philosophy of hardship and overcoming challenges that he calls "The Long and Winding Road." As such, Cyrus is not one to take shortcuts to reach his goals, but he isn't above using mind games to confuse and aggravate would-be opponents. Outside of the ring, Cyrus rarely raises his voice, preferring to use metaphors, story-telling, and direct language to get his message across rather than screaming at the top of his lungs like a lunatic. Cyrus's passion instead comes out in the ring, where he takes on all opponents head-on, seeing them as obstacles in his path, blocking him from his objectives. Cyrus loves a challenge, and he’s often smirking as he’s competing in his matches.

Disposition: Face

Wrestling Style: American-based mat technician with puroresu and hardcore wrestling influences
Wrestling Abilities:
1) Charisma
2) Technical
3) Brawling
4) Speed
5) Power

Signature Taunts/Poses:
Quick throat slash before the match begins, directed at his opponent
Sits on top turnbuckle during opponent's entrance, pretending not to care (does this with anyone who hasn’t earned his respect or if he’s facing someone for the first time)
Catchphrases: "See you on the Long and Winding Road," "Don't say I didn't warn you."
Entrance theme: "I'll Cast a Shadow" by Pantera

Basic Moves:
Enzugiri
Dropkick
Multiple DDT Variants
>Inverted
>Springboard
>Tornado
Arm drag
Armbar
Rear chinlock (with a knee in the spine)
Hip toss
Uppercut
Knife-edge chop
Suicide dive through the ropes to an opponent outside of the ring
Jumping cutter
Snap swinging neckbreaker
Signature Moves:
First Five Steps: Five rapid stomps to an opponent’s head, driving them into the turnbuckle
Broken Path: Stomp to the back of the knee of an standing opponent, then a running big boot to the skull while the opponent is kneeling
Descent Into Shadow: Reverse Death Valley Driver
Nail in the Coffin: Top rope moonsault flip into a foot stomp
Exile's Edge: Argentina backbreaker into neckbreaker
Shattered Pride: Inverted atomic drop into a belly-to-belly suplex
Swift Vengeance: Fireman’s carry into a single-knee gutbuster
Delusion Crusher: Fisherman driver
Madman's Detour: Dropkick using an opponent's knee for leverage
Storming the Gate: Hammerlock Guillotine DDT
Screw Your Destiny: Top rope senton flip into a legdrop
Boulevard of Misery: Leaping splash to an opponent in the corner, followed by a reverse STO
Signature Submission Moves:
The Long Road to Nowhere: Crucifix Neck Crank
Testing One’s Resolve: High-angle sharpshooter with a knee to the opponent’s spine
Where Is Your Bravado Now?!: Inverted facelock with a body scissors
Regular Finishing Move:
Journey’s End: Fireman's Carry into a Sit-Out Belly-To-Belly Piledriver

Previous Experience: Been RPing for close to a year, mainly on WWEU before it shut down. Also did CT and GM for a somewhat successful, small-scale e-fed in the past.

Injury History: Nothing major that resulted in time away from the ring

Name of character representative: CM Punk
Picture:


Manager: No


And now, for the promo…

There’s a light fog covering what looks to be a long forgotten dirt road in the middle of nowhere. It’s just a few minutes before total sunset, so there’s still a bit of light out piercing through the haze. Standing on the side of the road is a man wearing a black overcoat with his hood up, his face obscured. The man starts walking down the road towards the west, and as he’s walking he begins to speak.

Man: In the world of professional wrestling, there is some debate as to what makes a man a star, and in turn what makes that star a legend. Some would argue one’s skills in the ring, some would insist that it’s that wrestler’s ability to speak and engage the crowd, and others still would say that it’s the connections that wrestler makes with management and how well they play the political game. For me, what separates the good from the great and the great from the legendary is one’s resolve. You see, resolve is what makes a man go above and beyond what is expected of him and pushed him to surpass his own limitations. Resolve is what allows a mortal man to become something more, giving him the strength to overcome staggering odds and seemingly-unbreakable obstacles. It is that belief that drives my philosophy…that of the Long and Winding Road.

The man lowers his hood, revealing his face to the world.

Cyrus Truth: My name is Cyrus Truth. I have been called “The Exile,” and my path has led me to CWA. I may not be the strongest, the fastest, or the smartest wrestler that's ever graced a CWA ring. But what I am is the most determined…and it is my resolve that will allow me to overcome anyone who steps in that ring to challenge me. CWA stars, prepare yourselves…things are about to get a whole lot more difficult for you very soon. See you on the Long and Winding Road…

Cyrus flashes a confident smirk as he pulls his hood up and heads down the road, disappearing into the fog…

Punk is already taken. Two months ago you would have gotten him but he's been brought back as lower card filler since.

Originally Posted by God

Punk is already taken. Two months ago you would have gotten him but he's been brought back as lower card filler since.

Darn, and I've always used Punk...oh well. What about Tanahashi?

He's fine.

Originally Posted by God

He's fine.

Cool.

So what's next?

Originally Posted by CAPS LOCK

LOL The fact you took my suggestion for Tanahashi is lulz. Cyrus suddenly turns Asian with no explanation...

Eh, new site, new fed, new Cyrus. Same amount of awesome though.

Modified Finisher Description and Added a Video.

Promo from High Voltage, May 17th (Trenton, NJ)

The lights go dim in the arena as the fans murmur amongst themselves. Seconds later, a powerful bass riff starts to play. For those who know their metal, they recognize it as the opening riff of “Cry of the Banshee” by Brocas Helm. The bass riff continues to play, soon joined by a background drum beat. Lights are turned on near the stage as man wearing a sleeveless, hooded overcoat stands at the top of the ramp, not moving an inch. It’s when the opening lyrics are spoken that the man lowers his hood…

Lovers of the dark, step into the light…

…and with that, Cyrus Truth makes his first appearance on a High Voltage show. The Exile is smiling like the cat that ate the canary as he makes his way down the ramp, the crowd getting into the music and the entrance a bit. There are a few hardcore marks who are losing their minds, but they’re in the minority for the moment as many fans of CWA are getting their first look at Cyrus. Cyrus slides into the ring and immediately ascends a turnbuckle, looking out into the crowd with a determined, confident expression on his face. He nods and smiles at his new surroundings as Brocas Helm dies down and he has a seat on the turnbuckle and asks for a microphone.

Cyrus Truth: Ladies and gentlemen, fans and wrestlers of Clique Wrestling Alliance…Cyrus Truth has finally made it! And I must say, it feels damn good to be in this ring as a member of the High Voltage roster. I’ve heard stories about this company…how only the very best of the best can climb to the top, how only the finest athletes and most charismatic individuals could ever hope to be given the opportunity to challenge for some of the most prestigious titles in professional wrestling today. And if the stories I’ve heard are true…then this place is perfect for this Exile. This is where I will build my own legacy and prove to the world that Cyrus Truth is indeed the best wrestler in the business today.

The crowd pops at that, and many of them start a “C-W-A!” chant. Cyrus, smiling, lets them finish their chant before continuing.

Cyrus Truth: Now, it may seem bold of me to say that I’m the best in the world, but the Truth is that I fully believe it with every fiber of my being. You see, unlike a lot of other men in this business, I don’t get my opportunities and my title shots by playing backstage politics or taking shortcuts…oh, no. I get my opportunities by adhering to the principles of the Long and Winding Road. You see, what a good number of my peers don’t realize is that, in this business of ours, it’s not the men who kiss the most asses that are remembered by the fans and their fellow wrestlers. Instead, it’s the men who continuously compete in this ring, take on their opponents and overcome them, and use those victories to catapult themselves to the top of the wrestling company and the business itself. Title shots, main events, 5-star matches…this is what moments in our industry are made of. And those who earn those moments through fighting like true champions and giving their blood, sweat, and tears are the ones who become legends.

Cyrus’s words seem to resonate with the audience as they cheer him a little. Cyrus closes his eyes and listens to the cheers for a bit before continuing.

Cyrus Truth: So what can you expect from me, you may be asking yourselves? Well, at least I hope you are, because if you’re not then I feel really sorry for you. Well, in any event, the answer is simple. Every night, when I have a match, I’m going to walk down to this ring. I’m going to sit on this turnbuckle while my sorry excuse for an opponent saunters down the ramp to whatever pathetic track he’s decided to use for his entrance theme, thinking he’s better than all the rest…that somehow some deity with a sense of humor made sure he was born to be superior to everyone and everything. He’ll step in this ring and make the same mistake that everyone else has made when they stood face-to-face with me and think that his self-perceived greatness will overcome my resolve. And then, once that bell rings and the match starts, I’ll shatter his delusions of grandeur and leave him a broken, mangled wreck alongside the Road. The thing is, I generally don’t harbor any ill will against any of my opponents. But if they decide to step in the ring against me, then they’ve made the choice to stand between me and what I desire. And if they stand against me, then they’ll fall before me. It’s nothing personal…it’s just what I do. I do it for the roar of the crowds like the gladiators of eras long ago. I tear apart my opponents because I love the thrill of a good fight. And I’ll gladly leave a man broken at my feet if it means that I can take another step towards my rewards at Journey’s End. To put it bluntly…what you can expect from me is the most determined, most skilled wrestler to grace a CWA ring in ages, and I will take High Voltage by storm as I become the legend I so desperately desire to be.

Cyrus chuckles to himself as some of the people in the stands try to start up a “Cyrus Truth!” chant. Cyrus looks to the source of the chants and waves at them.

Cyrus Truth: I appreciate that, guys. Hopefully I’ll earn enough respect to where the whole crowd joins in. Now, tonight, I have my debut match on High Voltage. Thing is, instead of it being a straight-up one-on-one match, I’m actually in a tag match with what I can only assume is another newcomer in Mike Carnage. Well, maybe it won’t be so bad. After all, with a name like Carnage, he has to be pretty brutal, you know? It’s not like he’d pick a name like that just to hide his forbidden love of flowers, ballet, and chick flicks, right? Right?

Cyrus pretends to look for a sign of acknowledgement from the audience, the expression on his face eliciting a chuckle from the crowd. Cyrus shrugs and sighs.

Cyrus Truth: Look, Truth be told, I have no earthly idea who Mike Carnage is. I’ve never met him in any other promotion and from what research I’ve done, his claim to fame is smashing beer cans on his forehead and hitting people with light tubes. But seeing as I am the Messiah of Hardcore and have bridged the gap between the ultraviolent and the pure, technical aspects of this sport, I’m willing to overlook his sole reliance on hardcore brutality and work with him in this match. So long as he handles his business, I won’t have any problems with him and we’ll come out victorious. Then again, our opponents are The Cobra’s Army…so even if Mike can’t carry his weight, I’ll still find a way to get the win. There’s no way in hell that I’m going to lose my first match here in CWA, especially to a couple of rejects like The Cobra’s Army. Seriously, what kind of name is that? Don’t you silly bastards know what happens to The Cobra Army at the end of every episode of “GI Joe?” They get pulverized, and their vaunted Cobra Commander runs away with his tail between his legs. Well, while I’m not GI Joe and I’m sure no real American hero, I am the Exile and I’m going devenomize your pitiful little coalition of serpents and skin you alive so that I can make belts to whip your sorry hides with. So Mike Carnage, let’s have some fun tonight. You and me…we’re going up against the Garden Snake Militia, and I plan on starting out my journey in CWA the right way…with a W in the record books and a couple of bodies left alongside the Road.

This illicits a “Cobra Sucks!” chant as Cyrus looks up at the ramp, awaiting his tag team partner and his opponents for the evening.

Cyrus Black: To be honest, I can’t decide whether I should feel sorry for my opponents or congratulate them. One the one hand, whichever members of the Worm Squad ends up competing in this tag match, whether it’s Jason “The Gearbox” Blair or those two nitwits Jay Walters and Hade McKenzie, they’re going to be beaten and battered in a brutal fashion that would normally be reserved for Mel Gibson motion pictures. On the other hand, they’ll be remembered forever in CWA history as the first obstacles broken through on The Exile’s path to wrestling immortality, and you really can’t buy that kind of honor. In any event, I’m itching for a fight, and I’m tired of waiting. Mike, let’s get our CWA careers started out right. As for you Cobra rejects…it’s time to face your fate at Journey’s End. So bring whatever fight you can muster, bring what rage and rancor you can dredge up from the depths of your souls. Because when you face Cyrus Truth, your best may not be good enough to overcome my resolve. Play time’s over, gentlemen. It’s time to take the first steps on the Long and Winding Road…