Coming to you LIVE* from the Vito Genovese Memorial Action Barn and Bingo Complex, the Superstars** of STRUGGLE Pro Wrestling! Returning to action after a five-year legal battle over ownership of the trademarks and the wrestling ring itself, we're back and better than ever!*** Voted one of the Top Five**** Wrestling Promotions in the Tri-State Area every year from 1997 to 2011! The commissioner is finally out of jail, and we've almost saved up enough money to get the title belts back from the pawn shop! We got the wasps out of the concession stand! No police involvement!
*on a seventeen-day tape delay
**STRUGGLE Pro Wrestling, LLC and Ruggle Bodybags, Inc. make no legal guarantee of the actual super-stardom of any parties employed therein.
***Use of the phrase "better than ever" is not legally-binding
****The are six wrestling promotions in the Tri-State Area
For real though, I get bored and make a lot of really, really stupid wrestlers for this thing, and I decided to throw them all into an imaginary fed that's kind of like a sleazy 1990s regional indy, staffed entirely by wrestlers that resemble rejected Venture Bros./Tick characters. I think I've got a little over thirty dudes made, (no women's division so far, but I really need to do that eventually) and they're all up on the Steam Workshop here, but I'm just going to add new/recent ones to this thread, plus older ones that I've tweaked into something that feels at least close to finished, as I get around to them. (They all work reasonably well, but I did the "parameters as RPG stats, rather than programming" thing a lot early on, and made some unintentional hosses out of lower card guys) I've got entrance themes for everybody, but I'm not going to link that page here, because 45-second clipped-down versions of songs I don't own is still probably not a legal link to post. Either way, expect this to get real dumb, real fast.
(L-R: standard attire, controversial tan attire, weekend golf attire, and entrance/promo attire)
Finishers/Signatures: Constitutional Crisis (cross-arm camel clutch, face up and face down versions), Ford's Theater (diving enzui knee), Burning Flag (burning hammer), and Drone Strike Backdrop (Murder Backdrop)
Hometown: The West Wing of Hell
Bio: The Self-Proclaimed "President of Wrestling," President Evil is a vile, cruel, foul-mouthed misanthrope who wants nothing more than to injure his opponents and make children cry. For the last decade, he has waged a relentless campaign of darkness that has horrified wrestling audiences across the Tri-State Area, (although that one time we did a show in Philly, they loved him) and has left absolute carnage in its wake. He believes in nothing, cares about no one, and is an unstoppable engine of evil for evil's sake. One time, he peed in the Slush Puppy mixer at the concession stand. I don't care what anyone says, I think the boy's just rude. Was the reigning STRUGGLE Tri-State Champion when the company temporarily folded in 2011, and is super-pissed that it's been declared vacant, pending some kind of title tournament or something.
Strengths: A finely-tuned machine of destruction, with a rare combination of size, agility, skill, and a complete disregard for the rules.
Weaknesses: Prone to getting disqualified or suffering an occasional count-out loss, by just walking the hell out when things aren't going his way. Otherwise, if he could control his evil impulses, no known weakness.
Entrance Theme: "Am I Evil?" by Diamond Head
VH1 Behind the Music: Originally, I was going to make a stable called "The Hall of Presidents" that was going to include President Evil, Funky President, and a few others, but I decided to just have one solitary Commander-in-Chief. Originally, I gave him a skull face, but got inspired by Kevin Nash's Cobra Commander to do an executioner's hood sort of thing, and used the skull face elsewhere. Overall, I had to be thinking of The Terror from The Tick when making this dude.
(L-R: standard, alternate green, casual Zubaz, and entrance gear with tearaway pants)
Finishers/Signatures: Upper-Body Muscle Buster (muscle buster), Gettin' in Reps (striking press slam), "Shoulda Done More Fly Curls, Dude" (full Nelson), The Gainmaker (Rainmaker), "This Counts as Cardio" (corner stampede)
Hometown: Brazos, New Mexico
Bio: Perhaps not the most technically skilled or mentally gifted young man, Skip Legday is nevertheless a superstar on the rise and a true powerhouse, at least from the neck down and waist up. An impressive physical specimen so long as he's standing behind a desk or something, Skip uses his superhuman strength to overwhelm opponents and compensate for the occasional dainty little kick here and there. One of the odds-on favorites to win the Tri-State Championship, just as soon as we get the belt back.
Strengths: For God's sake, just look at him.
Weaknesses: For God's sake, just look at him.
Entrance Theme: "Big Gun" by AC/DC
VH1 Behind the Music: A clear case of an edit where I started with a goofy name and worked backwards from there. (SPOILER: that's like 99% of these guys) Someday, I need to make a second version with modded abs, so his middle isn't all weird.
(L-R: Ricky Coke with standard pink, alternate teal, casual attire, and entrance attire, followed by Ross Coke in the reverse order)
Tag Team Finisher: White Line Fever (STO/Sweep Kick) Finishers/Signatures: Ricky - $450-an-Ounce Splash (Firebird Splash), Escobar Neckbreaker (moonsault neckbreaker drop), Miami Vice (Anaconda Vice), ALL HOPPED UP ON MOONSAULTS (triple moonsaults). Ross - Swanton Bump (senton atomico), Yayo Neckbreaker (screw neckbreaker drop), Columbian Necktie (King Cobra hold), Bolivian Marching Dust (Diamond Dust) (NOTE: I didn't come up with renamed moves for everybody's special moves, these just happen to all be guys where I was on a roll)
Hometown: New York City
Bio: The Coke Brothers are two idiot failsons of a family of Wall Street gazillionaires, guaranteed a life of ease and luxury, so long as they didn't ruin several big-money deals or get repeatedly arrested for assorted crimes and misdemeanors. So of course, they got arrested a bunch of times, crashed a wide assortment of exotic sports cars, cost the family billions in hare-brained, doomed schemes, and were summarily cut off. With the newfound dilemma of not having a way to afford their lavish lifestyle and expensive habits, they found a lucrative field of work that would actually welcome a pair of brain-damaged man-children with poor impulse control and an almost heroic narcotics intake: Regional Independent Professional Wrestling. Together, they form a high-flying duo (key word here is high) who bounce around the ring at a thousand miles an hour, confounding their opponents and exciting crowds, at least as long as STRUGGLE Pro doesn't institute a drug-testing policy. And while they're probably both objectively bad people, they remain fan favorites, because of their boundless energy and infectious enthusiasm, especially first thing after coming out of the bathroom.
Strengths: Speed kills. So does cocaine, but until that happens, it just makes them more speedy.
Weaknesses: Due to his age, size, and insistence on trying moves he has no business trying, Ross is extremely prone to blowing up at inopportune moments and botching aerial moves, and is a heart attack waiting to happen.
Entrance Theme: "Push it to the Limit" by Georgio Moroder
VH1 Behind the Music: Started with the idea of combining the Misawa nose wipe taunt and one of the "hiss" strike sounds to make an overt cokehead wrestler. Making a tag team that somehow references the Koch brothers and "Freeway" Ricky Ross, while making perfect sense doing so may be my second greatest Fire Pro achievement. The first greatest is Ricky's priority chain where he just keeps doing endless backflips until either his opponent punches him or the RNG lands on the 20% to cut it off with the Coke sniffle taunt.
(L-R: standard attire, shirtless farmer tan, green shirt and snazzy new overalls, ill-advised entrance mask)
Signatures/Finishers: Moonshine Bomb (Vader Bomb), plus all those others up there, because I didn't actually rename all his special moves this time)
Hometown: Bugtussle, Kentucky
Bio: Hillbilly Grim is an inspirational figure in STRUGGLE Pro, making a successful comeback after what were thought to be career-ending injuries in an accident involving a combine harvester. He was left with no skin on his face, creating a terrifying and unsettling visage, but was otherwise still the same rootin-tootin, scuffflin' hillbilly he always was, even if it took crowds a while to get used to him looking like a rejected Cannibal Corpse album cover. While no longer in his physical prime, this gruesome veteran is still a heavy favorite in battle royals, and a fan favorite among people who are already used to looking at him.
Strengths: huge, powerful, and strong versus attacks to the head, since there's not much left there to damage.
Weaknesses: Over 40, and neither swift of foot nor dedicated to any sort of cardiovascular conditioning program, opponents can sometimes simply outlast him.
Entrance Theme: "Sex Cow" by GWAR (yeah, I dunno)
VH1 Behind the Music: I was originally thought of the name "Hillbilly Grim" for a combination scufflin' hillbilly/Norse black metal guy, but I figured I already had a black metal-themed referee, and couldn't use the same gimmick twice, which I eventually did anyway. Oh well. If any of y'all want to use that idea, it's yours.
(L-R: black singlet, ill-advised brown singlet, casual Zubaz, and entrance gear provided by the Rivera Steakhouse, Poughkeepsie's first Geraldo-themed restaurant)
Finisher/Signatures: The Damn Piledriver (tights-pulling front grapple and MMA ground versions), plus the sleeper, the second-rope superplex, and choking dudes.
Hometown: Uranus, Missouri
Bio: Ugly, Stupid Bob (actual last name unknown) is a veteran grappler of over twenty years, yet no one's sure why, as no one can remember him actually winning a match. He's actively terrible at wrestling, and he's terrible for locker room morale, as he's an obnoxious prick who gets beaten up backstage almost as often as he does in the ring. He even smells bad. The thing is, being universally loathed by both man and beast alike has actually turned him into somewhat of a money draw, as people love seeing him suffer terrible physical trauma. The dude is like a human stress ball, I guess.
Strengths: I'll get back to you on that one... Eventually... Yeah.
Weaknesses: Offense and defense are not his strong suits. Or walking to the ring. And he wears cheap singlets that are all decades old, and one time a ball popped out and got us banned from that building for six years.
Entrance Theme: "Cat Scratch Fever" by Ted Nugent
VH1 Behind the Music: The original upload of this guy was before I understood how Ukemi worked, so my downtrodden jabroni turned into an unkillable cyborg whose matches all lasted an hour, when he'd finally get criticaled. It's fixed now, but he still manages to control the early parts of the match, putting him in the Iron Mike Sharpe role of an obnoxious, cheating heel who's going to get some licks in, but otherwise has virtually no hope of victory.
(L-R: classic black mask, alternate blue mask, formal wear, and MMA attire from those BLADE fights he did in the 2000s)
Finishers/Signatures: (regular names) One-Winged Angel, Canadian Backbreaker, fire powerbomb whip, final jumping bomb, The Worm
Hometown: The Parts Unknown Television Workshop
Bio: Big Bird Machine is a true legend of the sport of professional wrestling, and despite a career spanning over three decades, has never been unmasked. His true identity is a complete mystery, and there have been absolutely no clues to who he might actually be. Seriously, it could be anyone under there. In recent years, BBM has become more of a "special attraction," working a part-time schedule in the latter stages of his career, but even as he slows down, he remains a fierce competitor, and a threat to whoever holds the STRUGGLE Tri-State Title. Currently training his son, El Hijo Del Big Bird Machine, for his eventual STRUGGLE debut. Has been in a decade-long feud with President Evil, dating back to his betrayal at STRUGGLE Eternal Struggle 2008. (available wherever bootleg DVDs are sold!)
Strengths: Absolutely enormous, just an overwhelming physical specimen, and deceptively agile for his size. Feeds off of massive crowd support.
Weaknesses: While agile for his size, his size is ridiculous, so that's still not super agile. Prone to overheating, almost like he's wearing a huge, bulky costume, but c'mon, that would be crazy.
Entrance Theme: the Sesame Street theme, which just seems like a weird choice to everyone
VH1 Behind the Music: The only one of these weirdos who predates Fire Pro World, being a guy I made on Returns and a ROM of Final Fire Pro for the Gameboy Advance. The "Machine Mask on a completely obvious person" gimmick is my favorite thing that's ever happened in wrestling probably, so I probably won't stop at just Big Bird and Tupac Shakur. So far, the only STRUGGLE edit to have an S ranking.
(L-R: white gi/blue jeans, outlaw black gi/gray jeans, union suit, dojo trainer attire)
Finishers/Signatures: A whole bunch of knee-destroying moves and a couple of lariats
Hometown: Rio de Janeiro, Texas (oh yeah, I'm probably going to go back and add hometowns to previous guys in this thread)
Bio: An unorthodox competitor, Ol' Ross Gracie combines the traditions of his people (clotheslining the living hell out of people) with the deadly grappling arts. A ring veteran of over forty years, he's slowed down quite a bit, but remains a big, mean, nasty cowboy, who'll spit tobacco in your eye, lariat you our of boots, then break your ankle, just because he can. Works a reduced schedule as of late, and is primarily the head of the STRUGGLE Dojo, which is just a big metal building out behind his house, where he charges you a couple thousand bucks, teaches you a headlock, then makes you do yard work, while you assume there's some greater Karate Kid lesson that's never coming. Actually, the true lesson is to not give large sums of cash to old carnies.
Strengths: Devastating clotheslines, combined with a wide array of crippling holds mean he can end a match at any given moment. (Read: submission critical skill)
Weaknesses: Literal senior citizen who's been smoking heavily since the 1960s, and gets winded just walking to the mailbox. Will not even consider aerial moves of any kind.
Entrance Theme: "Bonanza" by M.O.D.
VH1 Behind the Music: This happened when I was thinking about the Gracie family for some reason, and tried to think of which name would be the funniest with the Portuguese "R as H" pronunciation. You can tell this is an early edit, because for most of them, the birth date is just the date they were made with a year that feels right, but the first few are mostly all April 20th, June 6th, or June 9th. Allegedly, I am an adult.
(L-R: Classic G1, 20th anniversary DVD color correction, snazzy formal wear, and entrance attire)
Finishers/Signatures: super rana, tornado reverse chickenwing, twisting moonsault, reverse frankensteiner, top rope reverse frankensteiner (thank you, Google Translate)
Hometown: Ciudad Autobot (believed to be just outside Juarez)
Bio: A member of a storied lucha libre family, (brother of Ultramgnifico and son of El Hijo Del Optimus Jr.) Rodimus Primo brings an exciting array of flips and flops and weird bendy moves to STRUGGLE Pro. Often speaks of a great prophecy, wherein he will unite all the title belts and bring light to the darkness, but man, that's some nerd shit right there, you guys. Usually shows up at the buildings in the coolest Winnebago anyone's ever seen.
Strengths: High flyer without peer who feeds off the crowd. (superstar skill)
Weaknesses: Tends to get absolutely wrecked by larger wrestlers.
Entrance Theme: "The Touch" by Stan Bush
VH1 Behind the Music: This is the nerdiest goddamn thing I've ever done. As such, I'm still on the fence about making him an Ultra Magnus-themed partner.
Finishers/Signatures: Cannonball senton, flying head attack, arm slam, rolling shoulder hold, shiranui
Hometown: Cannon Ball, North Dakota
Bio: CANNONBALLS! is an improbably agile man with no regard for the safety of himself or others. His answer to any problem is to literally hurl himself at it headfirst, and if that doesn't work, he'll hurl himself at it backwards. It has been speculated that he has a death wish, but in reality, he's a fairly well-adjusted guy who just likes to leap directly at stuff.
Strengths: More athletic and agile than anyone with his height-to-weight ratio should be, according to nature and physics. Makes a small target for aerial attacks.
Weaknesses: Skill set more suited for junior heavyweights than full-sized opponents. Has probably had like eight million concussions.
Entrance Theme: "Battle Stations" by Winger
VH1 Behind the Music: I made his name plural, because while I'm physically pushing forty, I'm mentally like ten years old.
Finishers/signatures: High Fly Flow (both versions), leaping pulldown facebuster, reverse Gory special driver, leg lock half Boston crab
Hometown: Frogtown, USA
Bio: Froggy Terry is a mean, nasty rulebreaker, but otherwise surprisingly well-rounded high-flyer otherwise. He just, really, really likes frogs, I dunno. No one's ever figured out why he wears costumes like that, and he's never bothered to explain it, either. It just freaks people out and makes them uncomfortable, which might be the point?
Strengths: Can pretty much do it all, aside from big power moves, usually while kicking you in the crotch.
Weaknesses: While completely at home in a hardcore/deathmatch environment, the use of fireboards can leave the motherjammer completely draxxed skloust. (Aaaaand, there it is! *balloons fall from ceiling*)
Finishers/Signatures: Pedigree, Diving European Uppercut, Fire Jumping Bomb, Tiger Suplex, Neck Hold Armlock
Hometown: The Gold Coast
Bio: Hapsburg Raytheon VI (HR6, as the fans call him, although he absolutely hates it, which might be why they do it) is self-described as a self-made multi-billionaire, who amassed his vast fortune out of nothing but his instincts, keen intellect, his legacy admission to an Ivy League university, and his ten-figure trust fund. He overcame a life of abject wealth to earn every penny he has, mostly through managing to not die while his family's accountants managed his money. Having conquered the world of high finance, he then set his sights on a loftier goal: Conquering a regional independent wrestling promotion of ill-repute. He fired a forty-man team of the finest wrestling tutors and personal trainers, then fired them all and hired a forty-man team of the next finest trainers and tutors, who molded him into the semi-perfect wrestling machine we see today. Often forced to team up with the Coke Brothers due to long-standing family business connections, though he completely despises them and their positive relationship with the fans and Herculean cocaine habits. Similarly, sometimes an ally of President Evil, despite a mutual Cold War-esque distrust of each other, as HR6 sees no point in the President's policy of total evil, regardless of financial gain, while Evil views HR6 as a potential usurper.
Strengths: Extremely impressive physical specimen, and well-versed in nearly all styles of professional wrestling.
Weaknesses: Fell short of his goal of absolute physical perfection, which the original forty trainers attributed to a laundry list of rare genetic disorders, normally only seen in European royalty and members of extremely isolated mountain communities. Absolutely withers when an opponent forces him to bleed his own blood, possibly due to anemia.
Entrance Theme: Hornpipe, from The Water Music by George Frideric Handel
VH1 Behind the Music: Making the Pedigree the primary finisher for a snooty rich guy might be a bit on-the-nose, but eh, what can you do.
Finishers/Signatures: Hurricane Slam, Crossface Chickenwing, Chickenwing Suplex, basically every other kind of suplex)
Hometown: Hell Creek Formation, Montana
Bio: More animal than man, T-Plex only knows how to do three things: Walk, eat, and hurl adult human beings into the air. It's believed that he was once a star collegiate wrestler, but whether through mental breakdown or repeated concussions, he now mostly just bellows incoherently and screams variations of the phrase "I WILL GNAW YOUR BONES." A star attraction, often pitted against as many as four opponents at a time, he is another strong contender for the Tri-State title.
Strengths: Relentlessly hurling people into the air and onto their heads, pretty much.
Weaknesses: Sometimes will simply forget to pin his opponent, with matches either ending in knockout or a time limit draw.
Entrance Theme: "Smasher/Devourer" by Fear Factory
VH1 Behind the Music: Taz was always my favorite guy to make on Fire Pros and other, lesser rasslin' games, so when faced with the dilemma of a Workshop full of Tazzes better than any I could make, I improved on nature's design.
(L-R: blue mask, black mask, formal wear, informal wear)
Finishers/Signatures: A thousand variations of cross armbreaker, Kinsasha.
Hometown: The West Side of Parts Unknown
Bio: Tupac Machine debuted September 14, 1996, and there are still no clues as to his actual identity. Over two decades and countless luchas de apuestas later, he still has his mask, and has left a trail of broken arms in his wake, and collected a big ol' pile of title belts over that span. Despite some critics deriding him as no more than a common thug, he is in fact an extremely skilled technical wrestler, winning the vast majority of his matches through submission. All eyes are on this veteran superstar, and opponents still fear him, even if he ain't mad at them. Was the reigning STRUGGLE cruiserweight champ at the time when the company folded. Occasional tag partner of Big Bird Machine.
Strengths: Breaking hella dudes' arms.
Weaknesses: Old-school technical style doesn't always work against high-flying new-school juniors.
Entrance Theme: "California Love" by 2Pac, featuring Dr. Dre
VH1 Behind the Music: I'm pretty sure this happened when I tried to make 2Pac, couldn't get the face right, then said to hell with it and slapped a Machine mask on him.
Finishers/Sigs Altered Names: Just a Little Off the Top=Shining ax kick, Paul Mitchell Driver=Michinoku Driver, crimping iron=modified reverse chickenwing
Hometown: Bald Knob, Arkansas
Bio: Poor Becky was once a struggling wrestler with a full head of lustrous, perfect hair. She never won, but at least she looked good while not doing it. Then, after a horrible mishap with a beautician who was arrested just hours later after a PCP-fueled standoff with the police, her hair was destroyed, with no time to fix it before her match later that night. The funny thing was, she won, and has kept winning the majority of her matches ever since. So that horrible rat's nest has remained as some sort of dark, twisted lucky charm.
Strengths: Technically skilled wrestler, with a seething inner rage at her terrible haircut.
Weaknesses: As her hair grows out and looks more normal, her powers seemingly decrease.
Entrance heme: "Hair" by The Bad Brains
VH1 Behind the Music: This sat on my computer for months, because it seemed too dumb even for me, but I've learned that nothing is too dumb for me.
(L-R: PARTY, CHRISTMAS PARTY, HALLOWEEN PARTY, and hangover)
Finishers/Sigs Altered Names: Hold My Beer = corkscrew shooting star press, LET'S PLAY TWISTER=triangle lancer, Party Foul=Momo Latch
Hometown: Tiger, Georgia
Bio: WOOOO YEEEEAAAAAH LET'S PARTY AND ALSO DRESS LIKE A TIGER FOR SOME REASON YEEEEAAAAHHHH GONNA DO JAGER BOMBS AND BACKFLIP OFF OF SOMETHING IT'S GONNA BE GREAT YEEEEAAAHHHHHH HA HA WOOOOO YESSSSSS
Strengths: Absolutely fearless, and constantly jumping off of things.
Weaknesses: Absolutely fearless, and constantly jumping off of things.
Entrance Theme: "Fight for Your Right" by The Beastie Boys
VH1 Behind the Music: I had this idea to make a Tiger Mask style wrestler, except patterned after the noble pallas cat instead. I faled miserably on the mask, and just gave up and colored a regular Tiger Mask purple, and then this happened.
Hometown: Okanogan-Wenatchee National Forest, Washington
Bio: Donita grew up in a secluded commune in the wilderness of Washington, (the state, not the district) that was started by idealistic grunge rockers as a means of escaping the Spice Girls and the post-Cobain world in general. Upon reaching adulthood, she was sent forth by her people with a duffle bag full of Gruntruck and 7 Year Bitch cassettes, in the hopes of spreading the gospel of a better future rooted in the past. Of course, it's 2018 now, and tape players are hard to find and cost like 70 bucks, so this mission failed, and she had to start wrestling to pay for mounting van repair bills.
Strengths: Adept at a brawling, dirty style of wrestling, but rarely gets a negative crowd reaction for cheating, because our audience is mostly nostalgic 40-year-olds.
Weaknesses: The referee actualy does care when she cheats, so she loses a lot of matches that way.
I've got four more new edits that I'm putting the final touches on, but until that happens, here are four I won't be uploading, since they're all just the same DJKM77 template with names and appearances changed. Please keep them in your thoughts and/or prayers, because it's their endless suffering that lets the wrestlers who actually matter go through the full animation of their finisher without getting it reversed, THE STRUGGLE PRO JOBBERS: