Post by Roach on Jul 10, 2024 22:41:19 GMT -6
Character: Místico w/Fray Tormenta
Alignment: Babyface
Gimmick: Orphaned at a young age, Místico was taken in by Fray Tormenta, who was a philanthropic priest by day and a fierce wrestler by night. Tormenta had become dismayed by all the corruption that plagued his beloved sport and saw in Místico a chance to inspire change. He took a dazed and confused orphan and grew him into a messianic figure within Lucha Libre. Místico was instilled with an undying desire to inspire hope every time he steps in the ring. The living embodiment of optimism, Místico carried that burden as well as one possibly could in Mexico. He hasn't quite been able to do the same in the states. He's come to the UWF to right that wrong.
Promo:
Open to a gigantic mansion with the sun shining down upon it amidst a sea of dark clouds.
A little spooky. Very holy. The vibes get even more intense when Era's "Ameno" descends upon the scene like a blessing from god.
The camera slowly moves closer to the mansion. The grass is perfectly cut... the surrounding bushes are trimmed to pristine perfection... and a fresh coat of white paint tops the whole thing off. Whole lotta care put into this place it seems. The camera pans in on a sign above the front door. It reads, "orfanato de Fray Tormenta" The door suddenly swings open and a masked man in a priest's robe steps out into view, Fray Tormenta.
Tormenta takes a moment to appreciate the view. He breathes in the fresh air before stepping out into the grass. He looks behind him, taking in the sight of the sunlight breathing down upon the mountains. He silently nods as "Ameno" breaks out into a grand chorus. The swagged-out priest takes a few more seconds to admire the beauty of the scene before heading back into the massive building. We follow him in. Assuming this place is his, this guy must be absolutely loaded. Everything inside is in immaculate condition. He walks past corridor after corridor, each one more intricate and elegant than the last.
After traversing past an endless number of hallways that even Luigi's mansion pales in comparison to, Tormenta opens a door and peers into an all-black room. It's completely dark except for one small light. Beneath the light lays a man on his knees, praying to a lucha libre mask.
Fray Tormenta: It's time, mijo.
The man ends his prayer before slowly donning his mask and turning around.
Místico. He gives us nothing but a silent nod before the screen cuts to black.
Alignment: Babyface
Gimmick: Orphaned at a young age, Místico was taken in by Fray Tormenta, who was a philanthropic priest by day and a fierce wrestler by night. Tormenta had become dismayed by all the corruption that plagued his beloved sport and saw in Místico a chance to inspire change. He took a dazed and confused orphan and grew him into a messianic figure within Lucha Libre. Místico was instilled with an undying desire to inspire hope every time he steps in the ring. The living embodiment of optimism, Místico carried that burden as well as one possibly could in Mexico. He hasn't quite been able to do the same in the states. He's come to the UWF to right that wrong.
Promo:
Open to a gigantic mansion with the sun shining down upon it amidst a sea of dark clouds.
A little spooky. Very holy. The vibes get even more intense when Era's "Ameno" descends upon the scene like a blessing from god.
The camera slowly moves closer to the mansion. The grass is perfectly cut... the surrounding bushes are trimmed to pristine perfection... and a fresh coat of white paint tops the whole thing off. Whole lotta care put into this place it seems. The camera pans in on a sign above the front door. It reads, "orfanato de Fray Tormenta" The door suddenly swings open and a masked man in a priest's robe steps out into view, Fray Tormenta.
Tormenta takes a moment to appreciate the view. He breathes in the fresh air before stepping out into the grass. He looks behind him, taking in the sight of the sunlight breathing down upon the mountains. He silently nods as "Ameno" breaks out into a grand chorus. The swagged-out priest takes a few more seconds to admire the beauty of the scene before heading back into the massive building. We follow him in. Assuming this place is his, this guy must be absolutely loaded. Everything inside is in immaculate condition. He walks past corridor after corridor, each one more intricate and elegant than the last.
After traversing past an endless number of hallways that even Luigi's mansion pales in comparison to, Tormenta opens a door and peers into an all-black room. It's completely dark except for one small light. Beneath the light lays a man on his knees, praying to a lucha libre mask.
Fray Tormenta: It's time, mijo.
The man ends his prayer before slowly donning his mask and turning around.
Místico. He gives us nothing but a silent nod before the screen cuts to black.
