Triple J (Heel)

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Triple J

Wrestler Info
Name: Triple J
Real Name: John Joshua Jackson. Or Jack John Joshua. Or Joshua Johnson Jameson. It's been so long he can't remember.
Height/Weight: 270lbs, 6"0'
Hometown: Tombstone, Arizona
Alignment: Heel
Gimmick: Triple J isn't a particularly nice man. He's wickedly intelligent, but unfortunately the destructive side of his personality tends to overshadow the intellectual chunk of his brain. Essentially, Triple J's life revolves around five things: Drinkin' Beer, Smokin' Cigarettes, Nailin' his Woman, Burnin' things, and Diggin' Graves.

Drinkin' Beer: Self explanatory - J drinks. Alot. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he's been drunk for as long as he can remember (although admittedly that's only about half an hour), it'd be a real problem.

Smokin' Cigarrettes: When not in the ring, J's generally smoking a Marlboro. Every so often he'll bring one to the ring, smoke it on the way and flick it into his opponent's eyes at the start of the match.

Nailin' his Woman: J's Girlfriend (and likely family member), Brandi, accompanies him wherever he goes, mainly because he makes her, so he can nail her.

Burnin' Things: J likes fire. Not in a cute 'That's where I saw the Leprechaun' sort of way, but in more of a 'I'm gonna lock you in your house and burn it down' sort of way.

Diggin' Graves: J's 'Day Job', and his reason for being. As a result of this, he is never seen without his shovel. He claims it's for self defense, but in reality it's more likely for burying those that he's burnt to death.

Theme Music: Mad Sin - Speak No Evil
Entrance: As the whistled intro of 'Speak No Evil' begins to resonate around the room, the lights dim. Slowly, a single red spotlight fades into view, highlighting the entrance to all, until BANG! The song kicks in and pyros spray orange sparks over the first few rows.

Triple J is stood in the spotlight, shovel in one hand, beer in the other, and a smoke dangling from his lips. The crowd boo as he makes his way down the ramp, sneering at a few fans. Puffs of smoke float away from him as he approaches the ring, and he slips between the second and third rope, but not until he has thrown his shovel in, straight for the official. Reclaiming his trusty sidekick, he stands and waits for the bout to begin.

Appearance: Tatty blond mess of hair, an age ravaged face and sunken grey eyes. Thick set, with a hint of a gut visible through his dirty white vest. Powerful legs are concealed in dirty Levis, and his feet are encased in a pair of workboots. This is all J wears.

Ever.

Finishing Move: GraveDigger - Chokeslam Backbreaker
Trademark Moves: J's Brawling is his trademark. That, and his propensity to simply grab an opponent by the head and push them to the mat.

Oh, and battering people with his shovel.

Movelist:

• Various right handed punches
  
• Kicks to the gut
  
• Scoop Slam
  
• Powerslam
  
• Powerbomb
  
• Brainbuster
  
• Full Nelson Slam
  
• Bulldog
  
• Reverse DDT
  
• Clothesline
  
• Spinebuster
  
• Elbow Drops
  
• Stomps
  
• Headbutts
  
• Lou Thesz Press
  
• Super Powerbomb
  
• Snake Eyes
  
• Eye Rakes
  
• Rope Chokes
  
• Powerbomb to the turnbuckles
  

Wrestling Style: Brawling/Power/Hardcore

Bio: J was born in Tombstone, Arizona to a shaky upbringing: A father whose identity is unknown and a mother who struggled constantly to hold down employment, usually resorting to prostitution before her death when J was 17. Not having a birth certificate or any formal form of identity, he spent a large portion of his life living with his Girlfriend and childhood sweetheart, Brandi. They could be family, but he doesn't care. J is also affiliated with one Richard Rose, the two having met in Huachuca, and ending up leaving in a stolen hearse.

Three Strengths:

• J is generally drunk enough to ignore pain, amputation and light cases of death.
  
• Luck: J is one of the luckiest people you will ever meet. Just ask Rose, they've played cards together.
  
• J is very, very good at breaking the rules without the official knowing about it.

Three Weaknesses:

• Too drunk to care: Every so often, J will reach the ring even drunker than usual. This is generally revealed to be his biggest downfall as he stumbles about the ring, grabbing at thin air.
  
• Smoker's cough: EVery now and then, J's lungs will give out on him, and he will have to retire to a corner to catch his breath.
  
• J can't read. Sounds stupid, but he doesn't let anyone else know. As a result, he will sign any contract put in front of him, ending up in all sorts of unfortunate situations.

Real Name: Spann
E-Mail Address: [e-mail]