Post by scottcarr on Feb 1, 2010 15:32:08 GMT -5
Wrestler Information
Ring Name:
"The Chop-Shop" Scott Carr
Nicknames:
He uses a few colour commentator given Leading Nicknames: “Da’ Big Rig” (DBR) – “The Abominable, Indomitable, Body Bagging – Toe Tagging - Sick Ass Motherfucker” - "The Machine" "Chop-Shop" "The Machine" "CS-SC" "Roughest Man In the Industry Today"
Weight: 420lbs
Height: 7'2"
Actually From: Arnprior, Ontario Canada.
Billed From: Ottawa, Ontario Canada.
Alignment: Neutral/Fan Favourite
Wrestling Style (Ex. Brawling, Technical, etc): Very Technically Skilled, Hardcore Powerhouse.
Additional Notes
*Carr is a seasoned competitor, having spent the greatest part of his life within the world of combative full contact sports - he was a wrestling champion and record holder through most of his junior high and highschool career. He competed in both heavy weight and open weight classes for Team Canada in his late highschool/college days, During which time he trained in Olympic and Freestyle wrestling as well as the brutal fighting systems Sambo, Copoe and Submission Grappling.
*Carr's in ring style is a mix of high technical ability and severe raw power. He is an expert in Suplexes, Powerbombs and Submissions, and he is a No Sell competitor - meaning when he hits an opponent it's not faked and to keep him down you'd best be willing to do the same.
*His temper adds the dangerous condition of his Beyond Brutal attention to hurting his opponent at any cost to anyone, even himself.
*Twice in a life time this man has lost all he knew and trusted as family, and once, he got put in prison for two years for what he did to the drunk driver that collided with his vehicle - the one which killed his wife and children. Scott Carr lost his whole family right before his eyes - a family he'd retired from the business for because his character had come to far and been too long synonymous with Sadistic behaviour and unruly severity. Carr now is unstable to say the least - he has little to no compassion and he shows the least bit of remorse for any savage or heartless thing he does. Still he's a good man - he is honest and sincere, but he is veiled in anger, he's hidden his pain in the only other thing he's done well besides love his family... unfortunately that other thing is Bring Vicious Hate the Rest of the World of Wrestling.
*Carr is entertaining, at least most of the fans seem to think so. His wit and utter disregard for the feelings of those around him make most of his verbal cruelty seems somewhat funny at times. It's his inferno hot temper and the subsequent savagery that proves all too often the downfall for his opponent.
*Carr treats each and every match like it's for the title, like if he loses he's done. Basically, he fights like he has nothing to live for outside this business because he honestly doesn't think he does.
*Carr is a nearly immediate fan favourite in most federations - however he does tend to be closely followed by the many cult like fans of his which he's gained from nearly two decades of noteriet in the sport and spotlight.
Pic Base: (More can be taken and uploaded as nessicary.)
1- smg.photobucket.com/albums/v692/thescott420/Scott/?action=view¤t=S1.jpg
2- smg.photobucket.com/albums/v692/thescott420/Scott/?action=view¤t=S2.jpg
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Theme Music:
"This Calling" By: All That Remains
www.youtube.com/watch?v=raRHUG0PkQU
10 Frequently Used Moves:
"Alternate name" (Move description)
1."Spin Out" (Half Nelson Backbreaker)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWQ5kTs6x1g
2."Hard Shift" (Paroxysm - Twisting Inverted Brainbuster DDT)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Mq9EyCKRMw
3."Head On" (Busaiku Knee Kick)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEJuR4565_g
4."Side Swipe" (Pounce)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7roLFgcONw
5."Break Down" (Texas Tower Bomb)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=499ujG1U86U
6."MVA" (Remember That Tombstone)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQ7Mo5YFb5k
7."Clutch Dump" (G2S)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=raS4gbZ5Qsk
8."Five Star Crash Rating" (Grecoroman Relentless German Suplex style 5 Point throw.)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HWwWHQvBvo
9."Hit & Run" (Go Flasher)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=LY8PsZyTGz
10."Blow Out" (Ganzo Bomb)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBdrA1ht8Uw
2 Signature Moves
1- Carr Jack
SAT Bomb – Powerbomb into an Inverse Backstabber, Carr lifts the opponent up and drops back, lifting his knees into their lower back as they are powerbombed across his knees.
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=4AwLd6fk8mU
2- Carr Crash
High Impact Spear
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=4eO5HVMK7kw
Finishers with Setup Description (if needed)
1- Carr Bomb (Notes: Primary)
Choke Breaker - Choke Slam into a Back Breaker Bomb. Spike Choke Slam, but he throws out a knee for them to land on. An original to DBR and a very Devastating move.
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=c7BSsb6e8ic
2- Carr Wreck: (Notes: Warning! This Move has proven to be MORE FATAL than the career ending Gonzo Bomb)
Burning Hammer - Opponent is hoisted off the ground across Carr's shoulders, he then sends them straight up and pulls them down viciously - off to his side, making them crash down onto the crown of their heads into the canvas with his weight and theirs on top of it.
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHHnMzfBvvk
3- Carr Crusher (Submission)
Russian Sambo Kick, Body Scissor and Calf Cutter combination.
Step 1) www.youtube.com/watch?v=s46tWM2oWk4
Step 2) www.youtube.com/watch?v=r9NTFg8FS_A
Step 3) www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKqe3mQ33gI
Sample Roleplays:
1) www.angelfire.com/goth/asskicker/FantasticRevenge.html
2) www.angelfire.com/goth/asskicker/FindingFault.html
3) www.angelfire.com/goth/asskicker/MyCar.html
Bio:
As young as he is Scott Carr has literally spent over half his years on earth in Professional Wrestling, and unknown more before that learning the finer points of combative arts, starting at the age of 7 he was tested and found to be an amazing intellect, and as such began an advanced educational curriculum just after he'd enlisted himself in his elementary school armature wrestling team. Then known only as Scott he already showed a merciless non-compliance with loss and adversity holding fast to a sport he absolutely dominated in Scott went on through school learning more and more about the professional version of the sport he idolized so much. Growing in size and ability beyond his peers Scott soon began winning open class heavyweight medals against collegiate competitors at the age of 13, having become the Ontario champion in his weight class every year for five years straight. Training nearly constantly Scott's mother realized her son had a dream, a dream he'd a! ttain with or without her help. So she signed him up and he began learning the combative martial art styles Copoe and Sobat, two high impact-fighting systems, all she wanted was for her baby to be safe. and all he wanted was to learn to be a monster, an artist of pain. He continued to succeed in his athletics and scholastics until he left high school, at which point he took two major breaks in his path, Scott, got his very first shot, doing a dark match for ECHA Wrestling, an underground extremist hardcore federation, having been now shunned by his armature sponsorships for taking the leap to the sport they mock so fervidly, He won the match and silently carried on his career as he went onto become the youngest inductee into Carleton University in the city of Ottawa, at the age of 15. Scott also at this time began becoming involved in mixed martial arts competitions all around the province and occasionally throughout the rest of the country. At this time he began a relat! ionship with his childhood friend Missy, a young woman who grew up nex t door to Scott and as such, sporadically he competed for countless small wrestling companies allowing time for his personal life while gaining an entirely sincere taste for his own brand of unmitigated violence and shocking brutality, that only professional wrestling allowed him to unleash. Eventually, he got his doctorate in psychology, working his way through school while being an apprentice and learning his other two artistic passions, Tattooing and Piercing. Having become accomplished in the refined art of body modification, and with a diploma on his wall, Scott then turned against the grain. Where some may settle into a fantastic easily laid career. Scott did any job he could, from butchery to factory work, and eventually he funded the opening of "Sinful Skin" at first a small parlour for him to operate while still maintaining a respectable competitive rate in the gruelling dark match side of the sport, although despite this effort his business flourished into what is ! now one of the world's best chains of tattoo parlors making his bank accounts grew in kind. So did his free time to train and along with that his talents grew further as he was able to sign a contract and compete for ECHA at the age of 20. and again the young Mr. Carr's path had to be carved out clearly as it had become fogged by life, having spent several years during university traveling the world for Mixed Martial Arts invitational tournaments, he took an opportunity little have had chance to learning more and more about tattooing and piercing seeing things all around the globe in all the different styles in all the greatest countries. Scott's animalistic competitive spirit, and flat out insatiable ability and desire to win at any cost, he came to the conclusion that he'd have to attack the industry with the same determination and ferocity he took to the other aspects of his dearest interests. DBR went back to ECHA, and this time he went on to compete as a mid carder ! in this brutal federation, fighting his way up until the aptly named " Final Days" - where he won the ECHA Hardcore Championship only days before it closed.
Having seen his capabilities, Scott found himself being heavily recruited, as federation after federation wanted this seven-foot tall vicious technician. Scott at that point realized he needed a new name, as Scott Carr did not satisfy the monster inside him that made him so spectacular in competition...So as he would tend to in his life many times before and so many times after, Scott sought the opinion of one man, the only man who's thoughts and feelings he's ever cared for, his grandfather, James Arthur McMillan, a name - or rather initials our industry would become all to familiar with as they were tattooed across the heart of the man J.A.M nicknamed...."Da' Big Rig Scott Carr". With a new name, and the realization that he had all the support he needed in life, the young Scott went on a four year tour of the business, traveling from backyard federations all the way to prime time, never giving an inch and always taking miles and miles, DBR would become known in this spor! t as one of the single most dominating forces to ever step foot into a ring. A man of myth, never staying in any federation much longer than it took him to win the world title, DBR became in famed to owners and fans alike, until settling in a federation called HWA - Where DBR repeatedly won the world championship - to the effect of 8 times. And each and every title defense became an absolute blood bath, which gave DBR the persona and catch phrase of being "Harder than Hardcore" due to the fact that most men need a weapon to beat you to a bloody pulp while DBR prefers the pleasure of using his bare hands and savage power moves along with wrenching and more times than is comforting, career ending submission holds. However his history is riddled with violence more traditional to the sense of "Hardcore", committing acts that have been banned from television. In his first ever-televised match in HWA, DBR used a Nail Gun to crucify his outspokenly religious opponent to the ow! ner's door backstage, one of many heartless statements DBR has made in his career. Having made a name in this business as a technically skilled, seemingly unstoppable monster, DBR was hired onto HcW, where the Best of The Very Best Compete. For a time, DBR lived up to his name of being "Harder Than Hardcore" by time and time again breathing fire into HcW's hallowed Hardcore Rankings. Oddly enough, DBR's first Hardcore Win was on an old Evolution, despite the amount of times he'd already attacked the champion to a nearly blowout but non-pinning victory. Choosing to let people see why he was Harder than Hardcore, rather than to tell them...but once the trend began, DBR started repeatedly regaining that title, one which he held in such honor, a hardcore title a true competitor like himself could hold his head high for having...a hardcore title from a hardcore federation that understood technical ability like his...but times change with every stroke of the clock and life once again got in DBR's way.
With his career wavering, his wife pregnant and his businesses outside HcW thriving DBR came to the conclusion that again he had put himself in a position where life outside the sport of wrestling had became more important to the man than his own desire for competition. Having fallen short time and time again in attempts to attain the HcW World Title, going so far back as being one of the original members of the very first Crystal Shards match at the very first Overdose where DBR fought to a blood finale with Respected and Mourned Opponent, Marc Drewett. DBR decided perhaps his skills weren't what they once were, perhaps it was just his bodies way of telling him enough was finally enough, and DBR for once in his life, listened to outside opinions, DBR for the first time since childhood believed that maybe people were right and he needed to just retire and live his life. He'd already done more than most ever will in only a few years in the business, having rarely stayed i! n any federation any longer than breaking rookie status but still grabbing strap after strap on what was one of the most decorated histories a wrestler could have. Having Led Stables to dominance, Having Teamed with some of the best and brightest to rule tag rankings, having already gotten world title after world title from all around the world, and having made himself known as a true Icon by being inducted into HcW's Hall of Fame, and throughout his career he had gotten what so few have earned, not in the form of some belt or trophy, but he won the hearts and minds of the fans, DBR earned himself one of the most sadistic fan followings in the history of the sport, fans from the world over know DBR or at least know of him, and they love his attitude, his style, his inability to quit. And DBR gives them that adoration back, knowing full well you can't do anything in this game without the fans and DBR, DBR had done it all, for himself as much as for them... and for some tim! e, DBR took this in stride, going back to his life, making money from his personal businesses, even spreading his reach and finances into bars and clubs around North America. DBR could have retired young, DBR could have lived the dream...money, fame, family and satisfaction that he had everything he'd ever wanted, done everything he'd ever wanted to do... until one more time tragedy struck the young man. This time the reaper came calling for his loved ones again in the form of a drunk driver. While out taking his family on a drive to the movie theater matinee and a head on collision later Scott Carr and the drunk driver were the only two survivors in a five car pile up. Stricken with anguish having lost his entire family Scott snapped. The official report by police says Scott was found repeatedly lifting up slamming the man's lower back across the guard railing, witness statements say this lasted long after the man's spine was obviously broken and after he'd already beaten the drunk so severely that his broken ocular bones blinded him per! manently. Scott Carr was arrested. His trial wasn't publicized, or drawn out. His lawyer argued a clear cut case of temporary insanity. And a lenient judge felt for the broken man, though an assault had been committed and Scott Carr was sentenced to two years in prison, having nothing to lose and months to train harder than ever, falling deep into his vivacious regiment in an attempt to cull his loneliness and misery as no living members of his family remained to visit him, Scott is now in better shape than perhaps ever before in his career, although much more sullen and detached with the world around him. Rumors circulate that Scott Carr's formerly hard edge has become further tempered as his last stint of combative sports was spent in the very place Dean McDaniel found him. Competing in a series of underground last man standing prison fights. Deaths weren't uncommon, but then again a seven foot plus animal with a propensity for utter brutality wasn't either. Though! DBR's fabled undefeated streak was what got Dean's attention, and upo n being informed of the mammoth monsters' former career in the industry strings were pulled, a parole hearing happened out of the clear blue and several commission lawyers argued Scott Carr into an unconditional release. Scott left the hellish imprisonment and was greeted by Dean McDaniel, a limo and a sWc contract and a pen. DBR came back to this sport with a vengence - dominating nearly every man who stepped in his path - going so far as to refer to their bout contracts as suicide letters and death warrants. sWc closed without seeing their most dominating, record breaking, fan exciting, heathen superstar hit his apex as their champion... Carr has been a limelight competitor for over a decade, but his loyalties run as deep and wide as his mean streak so now, being contracted to PWR by it's owner and his old friend, it has become uncertain who will suffer the wrath of the Roughest Man In the Industry Today, The Body Bagging Toe Tagging Sick Ass Motherfucker - Scott Carr. The rest. and best, is yet to be seen.
Accomplishments (If Any):
Far to many to list here - Working on a very successful 17 year career in e-fedding.
Entrance Description:
Backstage we see the corridor of the PWR Superstar's Dressing rooms. Carr's door opens and he advance from his locker room towards the entrance way, His hood is pulled up over his head. Walking slowly, each of his steps is certain and true with his cold - blood red eyes locked on the floor. He stops at the entrance curtain and we can hear the insanity unfolding as fans begin to grow restless for the upcoming match. The cameras change and we see the wild, excited PWR fans looking expectant – The arena falls under darkness as smoke billows up from the ramp way and only two lights appear near the entrance way, two red lights aimed straight down the ramp at the ring. And with raw power and unstoppable determination his music begins as across the screen a single word flickers "Deviate" and the two lights at the entrance ramp appear to move, followed by a massive three dimensional laser light big rig that tears down the ramp leaving two trails of fire on the ramp in it's wake and four posts erupting into balls of fire that reach high towards the arena's ceiling as the transparent truck makes it to the ring and evaporates into the same blackness that now once again engulfs the arena. The ring as the announcer begins to speak, unseen for the same blackness that blinds us all.
Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! IT IS TIME TO FOCUS ON THE DANGER! Hailing from Arnprior County Ontario Canada, Standing a Measure of Seven Foot Two Inches Tall, and Weighting in tonight at Four Hundred and Twenty Pounds He is...The Fatal Phenomenon... he is ALL HATE! He is the one... the only... The Body Bagging - Toe Tagging - Human Chop Shop! HE IS ALL HATE! D-B-R...... Da' Big Rig... "CHOP SHOP"! SCOTT CARR!
All the while - the most ravenous and blood thirsty fans, who know the history behind PWR cheer his name chanting "SCOTT-CARR! SCOTT-CARR!" their girder rattling cries echo incessantly through the pitch darkness. The guttural roar that leads in "This Calling" by All That Remains echoes throughout the arena, "Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaahhoooowwwww!" snarls, as a solitary red spotlight on the entranceway appears just before Carr bursts through the curtain; his head is rocking to the beats of his own intro music, adorned with a PWR hat. "I secretly crave, crave that scent again. Still feel it pressing on me now. Now with the onset, my flesh is weakening. I steel my nerves for temptations at hand again!". He stands there while the lights begin to strobe red and black in time with the music as he runs his hand across sombrely across his jaw as he leers out at the massive crowd. "And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear this calling out" The darkness beneath his hat is covering his blood red eyes, and casting his face in shadow for a moment as he glares out from under it across the audience. We see a sadistic smile creep across his face as he lifts his head looking skyward towards the upper levels of the arena as his cult-like following of loyal career-long fans wave banners, swing t-shirts and thrust their older Carr action figures and other paraphernalia as high into the air as they can reach, most also letting fly their own Devil Horns high signs. "No secret deception, for these would tear this down. I'll note the past, spare the pain - spare the pain! Words match my deeds with brutal honesty! Never forget these choices were made by me" With most of the audience behind him it's harder now to hear those who oppose Carr's style, although they are still out there and between them all they do still have a powerful, audible voice - Scott's grin widens and growing ever more frightening and disturbing as his grin becomes a sadistic smile. The ramp way around Carr erupts in flames as he throws his hat into the audience while he roars back at his wild fans that are all still cheering so ravenously for him. "And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all And I hear - and I hear - this calling OOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUT!" Carr runs across the stage, roaring out to his fans, and calling on their chants, holding his Devil Horn high sign up for one and all - pumping them up into frenzy before he runs back across the stage to the far side, as he throws both arms up with his Devil horns high sign, his fans reply in kind with their pop and reciprocated hand gestures. "Not falling victim to the fire that burns inside of me! Though I am fearful I will not prevent this tragedy! My strength's been tested! I wear the scars that prove! Still I believe that this calling will see me through" Already in the audience we can see many fans who are brandishing PWR replica belts. Carr stops and unzips his hoody instead before he rips off his skully and tosses it to the crowd. Carr makes his way back to the centre of the ramp way, flipping open his undone hoody. Carr pulls his hoody off and throws it into the other side of the crowd as he descends the ramp advancing towards the ring while a rain of sparks flies out from the ramp way beneath his feet sparkling just below the fans' hands reaching out into the ramp way, the red and black trails of sparks end up crossing all around Carr, as braggadocios and opinionated as he is, Scott's nearly constantly moving lips give us a good hint that he's doing some verbal chest pounding for anyone near enough to hear him. "And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear - and I hear - this calling OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUT!" Carr reaches out into the audience. He slaps the palms and pounds the fists of the out stretched hands of the unsettlingly loud fans brandishing his merchandise. Scott makes his way across the ramp like this the whole way down, seeming to enjoy the contact with his sadistic fans on both sides of the ramp way although he does also seem to take great revelry in throwing the occasional middle finger in the faces of those who jeer him. Carr finishes his saunter down the last of ramp way, he then rolls under the bottom rope into the ring, rolling up to a knee in the middle of the PWR logo - he jumps to his feet and holds his right hand palm outstretched - towards the agitated and excited members of the crowd, as if feeling the air and electricity that pulses from their chants. Scott Carr thrusts both arms into the air and the two ring posts and the apron behind him all erupt into a huge wall of flame that makes a silhouette out of him but lights the rest of the entire arena. "My strength's been tested, I wear the scars that prove! Still I believe that this calling will see me through! Still I believe this calling will see me through, oh!" - The lights finish their strobe and become normal as Carr steps back into the corner, he tightens the “FTW” belt buckle clasping his black leather belt and he cracks his neck. Scott stands back in his corner - his sadistic smile turns to an expression of cold calculating and methodically evil stone as he lays his eyes across the middle of the PWR Logo... a man who had just enjoyed so much fan contact now appears to have been engulfed in a severe stone. The announcer and ref both seem wary of getting too close to this mammoth, monster of a man. But the match is scheduled to happen regardless of how uncomfortable and unsafe he makes them feel.
Preferred Match:
Last Man Standing.
Hardcore.
Ring Name:
"The Chop-Shop" Scott Carr
Nicknames:
He uses a few colour commentator given Leading Nicknames: “Da’ Big Rig” (DBR) – “The Abominable, Indomitable, Body Bagging – Toe Tagging - Sick Ass Motherfucker” - "The Machine" "Chop-Shop" "The Machine" "CS-SC" "Roughest Man In the Industry Today"
Weight: 420lbs
Height: 7'2"
Actually From: Arnprior, Ontario Canada.
Billed From: Ottawa, Ontario Canada.
Alignment: Neutral/Fan Favourite
Wrestling Style (Ex. Brawling, Technical, etc): Very Technically Skilled, Hardcore Powerhouse.
Additional Notes
*Carr is a seasoned competitor, having spent the greatest part of his life within the world of combative full contact sports - he was a wrestling champion and record holder through most of his junior high and highschool career. He competed in both heavy weight and open weight classes for Team Canada in his late highschool/college days, During which time he trained in Olympic and Freestyle wrestling as well as the brutal fighting systems Sambo, Copoe and Submission Grappling.
*Carr's in ring style is a mix of high technical ability and severe raw power. He is an expert in Suplexes, Powerbombs and Submissions, and he is a No Sell competitor - meaning when he hits an opponent it's not faked and to keep him down you'd best be willing to do the same.
*His temper adds the dangerous condition of his Beyond Brutal attention to hurting his opponent at any cost to anyone, even himself.
*Twice in a life time this man has lost all he knew and trusted as family, and once, he got put in prison for two years for what he did to the drunk driver that collided with his vehicle - the one which killed his wife and children. Scott Carr lost his whole family right before his eyes - a family he'd retired from the business for because his character had come to far and been too long synonymous with Sadistic behaviour and unruly severity. Carr now is unstable to say the least - he has little to no compassion and he shows the least bit of remorse for any savage or heartless thing he does. Still he's a good man - he is honest and sincere, but he is veiled in anger, he's hidden his pain in the only other thing he's done well besides love his family... unfortunately that other thing is Bring Vicious Hate the Rest of the World of Wrestling.
*Carr is entertaining, at least most of the fans seem to think so. His wit and utter disregard for the feelings of those around him make most of his verbal cruelty seems somewhat funny at times. It's his inferno hot temper and the subsequent savagery that proves all too often the downfall for his opponent.
*Carr treats each and every match like it's for the title, like if he loses he's done. Basically, he fights like he has nothing to live for outside this business because he honestly doesn't think he does.
*Carr is a nearly immediate fan favourite in most federations - however he does tend to be closely followed by the many cult like fans of his which he's gained from nearly two decades of noteriet in the sport and spotlight.
Pic Base: (More can be taken and uploaded as nessicary.)
1- smg.photobucket.com/albums/v692/thescott420/Scott/?action=view¤t=S1.jpg
2- smg.photobucket.com/albums/v692/thescott420/Scott/?action=view¤t=S2.jpg
3- smg.photobucket.com/albums/v692/thescott420/Scott/?action=view¤t=S3.jpg
Theme Music:
"This Calling" By: All That Remains
www.youtube.com/watch?v=raRHUG0PkQU
10 Frequently Used Moves:
"Alternate name" (Move description)
1."Spin Out" (Half Nelson Backbreaker)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWQ5kTs6x1g
2."Hard Shift" (Paroxysm - Twisting Inverted Brainbuster DDT)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Mq9EyCKRMw
3."Head On" (Busaiku Knee Kick)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEJuR4565_g
4."Side Swipe" (Pounce)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7roLFgcONw
5."Break Down" (Texas Tower Bomb)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=499ujG1U86U
6."MVA" (Remember That Tombstone)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQ7Mo5YFb5k
7."Clutch Dump" (G2S)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=raS4gbZ5Qsk
8."Five Star Crash Rating" (Grecoroman Relentless German Suplex style 5 Point throw.)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HWwWHQvBvo
9."Hit & Run" (Go Flasher)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=LY8PsZyTGz
10."Blow Out" (Ganzo Bomb)
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBdrA1ht8Uw
2 Signature Moves
1- Carr Jack
SAT Bomb – Powerbomb into an Inverse Backstabber, Carr lifts the opponent up and drops back, lifting his knees into their lower back as they are powerbombed across his knees.
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=4AwLd6fk8mU
2- Carr Crash
High Impact Spear
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=4eO5HVMK7kw
Finishers with Setup Description (if needed)
1- Carr Bomb (Notes: Primary)
Choke Breaker - Choke Slam into a Back Breaker Bomb. Spike Choke Slam, but he throws out a knee for them to land on. An original to DBR and a very Devastating move.
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=c7BSsb6e8ic
2- Carr Wreck: (Notes: Warning! This Move has proven to be MORE FATAL than the career ending Gonzo Bomb)
Burning Hammer - Opponent is hoisted off the ground across Carr's shoulders, he then sends them straight up and pulls them down viciously - off to his side, making them crash down onto the crown of their heads into the canvas with his weight and theirs on top of it.
Ex: www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHHnMzfBvvk
3- Carr Crusher (Submission)
Russian Sambo Kick, Body Scissor and Calf Cutter combination.
Step 1) www.youtube.com/watch?v=s46tWM2oWk4
Step 2) www.youtube.com/watch?v=r9NTFg8FS_A
Step 3) www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKqe3mQ33gI
Sample Roleplays:
1) www.angelfire.com/goth/asskicker/FantasticRevenge.html
2) www.angelfire.com/goth/asskicker/FindingFault.html
3) www.angelfire.com/goth/asskicker/MyCar.html
Bio:
As young as he is Scott Carr has literally spent over half his years on earth in Professional Wrestling, and unknown more before that learning the finer points of combative arts, starting at the age of 7 he was tested and found to be an amazing intellect, and as such began an advanced educational curriculum just after he'd enlisted himself in his elementary school armature wrestling team. Then known only as Scott he already showed a merciless non-compliance with loss and adversity holding fast to a sport he absolutely dominated in Scott went on through school learning more and more about the professional version of the sport he idolized so much. Growing in size and ability beyond his peers Scott soon began winning open class heavyweight medals against collegiate competitors at the age of 13, having become the Ontario champion in his weight class every year for five years straight. Training nearly constantly Scott's mother realized her son had a dream, a dream he'd a! ttain with or without her help. So she signed him up and he began learning the combative martial art styles Copoe and Sobat, two high impact-fighting systems, all she wanted was for her baby to be safe. and all he wanted was to learn to be a monster, an artist of pain. He continued to succeed in his athletics and scholastics until he left high school, at which point he took two major breaks in his path, Scott, got his very first shot, doing a dark match for ECHA Wrestling, an underground extremist hardcore federation, having been now shunned by his armature sponsorships for taking the leap to the sport they mock so fervidly, He won the match and silently carried on his career as he went onto become the youngest inductee into Carleton University in the city of Ottawa, at the age of 15. Scott also at this time began becoming involved in mixed martial arts competitions all around the province and occasionally throughout the rest of the country. At this time he began a relat! ionship with his childhood friend Missy, a young woman who grew up nex t door to Scott and as such, sporadically he competed for countless small wrestling companies allowing time for his personal life while gaining an entirely sincere taste for his own brand of unmitigated violence and shocking brutality, that only professional wrestling allowed him to unleash. Eventually, he got his doctorate in psychology, working his way through school while being an apprentice and learning his other two artistic passions, Tattooing and Piercing. Having become accomplished in the refined art of body modification, and with a diploma on his wall, Scott then turned against the grain. Where some may settle into a fantastic easily laid career. Scott did any job he could, from butchery to factory work, and eventually he funded the opening of "Sinful Skin" at first a small parlour for him to operate while still maintaining a respectable competitive rate in the gruelling dark match side of the sport, although despite this effort his business flourished into what is ! now one of the world's best chains of tattoo parlors making his bank accounts grew in kind. So did his free time to train and along with that his talents grew further as he was able to sign a contract and compete for ECHA at the age of 20. and again the young Mr. Carr's path had to be carved out clearly as it had become fogged by life, having spent several years during university traveling the world for Mixed Martial Arts invitational tournaments, he took an opportunity little have had chance to learning more and more about tattooing and piercing seeing things all around the globe in all the different styles in all the greatest countries. Scott's animalistic competitive spirit, and flat out insatiable ability and desire to win at any cost, he came to the conclusion that he'd have to attack the industry with the same determination and ferocity he took to the other aspects of his dearest interests. DBR went back to ECHA, and this time he went on to compete as a mid carder ! in this brutal federation, fighting his way up until the aptly named " Final Days" - where he won the ECHA Hardcore Championship only days before it closed.
Having seen his capabilities, Scott found himself being heavily recruited, as federation after federation wanted this seven-foot tall vicious technician. Scott at that point realized he needed a new name, as Scott Carr did not satisfy the monster inside him that made him so spectacular in competition...So as he would tend to in his life many times before and so many times after, Scott sought the opinion of one man, the only man who's thoughts and feelings he's ever cared for, his grandfather, James Arthur McMillan, a name - or rather initials our industry would become all to familiar with as they were tattooed across the heart of the man J.A.M nicknamed...."Da' Big Rig Scott Carr". With a new name, and the realization that he had all the support he needed in life, the young Scott went on a four year tour of the business, traveling from backyard federations all the way to prime time, never giving an inch and always taking miles and miles, DBR would become known in this spor! t as one of the single most dominating forces to ever step foot into a ring. A man of myth, never staying in any federation much longer than it took him to win the world title, DBR became in famed to owners and fans alike, until settling in a federation called HWA - Where DBR repeatedly won the world championship - to the effect of 8 times. And each and every title defense became an absolute blood bath, which gave DBR the persona and catch phrase of being "Harder than Hardcore" due to the fact that most men need a weapon to beat you to a bloody pulp while DBR prefers the pleasure of using his bare hands and savage power moves along with wrenching and more times than is comforting, career ending submission holds. However his history is riddled with violence more traditional to the sense of "Hardcore", committing acts that have been banned from television. In his first ever-televised match in HWA, DBR used a Nail Gun to crucify his outspokenly religious opponent to the ow! ner's door backstage, one of many heartless statements DBR has made in his career. Having made a name in this business as a technically skilled, seemingly unstoppable monster, DBR was hired onto HcW, where the Best of The Very Best Compete. For a time, DBR lived up to his name of being "Harder Than Hardcore" by time and time again breathing fire into HcW's hallowed Hardcore Rankings. Oddly enough, DBR's first Hardcore Win was on an old Evolution, despite the amount of times he'd already attacked the champion to a nearly blowout but non-pinning victory. Choosing to let people see why he was Harder than Hardcore, rather than to tell them...but once the trend began, DBR started repeatedly regaining that title, one which he held in such honor, a hardcore title a true competitor like himself could hold his head high for having...a hardcore title from a hardcore federation that understood technical ability like his...but times change with every stroke of the clock and life once again got in DBR's way.
With his career wavering, his wife pregnant and his businesses outside HcW thriving DBR came to the conclusion that again he had put himself in a position where life outside the sport of wrestling had became more important to the man than his own desire for competition. Having fallen short time and time again in attempts to attain the HcW World Title, going so far back as being one of the original members of the very first Crystal Shards match at the very first Overdose where DBR fought to a blood finale with Respected and Mourned Opponent, Marc Drewett. DBR decided perhaps his skills weren't what they once were, perhaps it was just his bodies way of telling him enough was finally enough, and DBR for once in his life, listened to outside opinions, DBR for the first time since childhood believed that maybe people were right and he needed to just retire and live his life. He'd already done more than most ever will in only a few years in the business, having rarely stayed i! n any federation any longer than breaking rookie status but still grabbing strap after strap on what was one of the most decorated histories a wrestler could have. Having Led Stables to dominance, Having Teamed with some of the best and brightest to rule tag rankings, having already gotten world title after world title from all around the world, and having made himself known as a true Icon by being inducted into HcW's Hall of Fame, and throughout his career he had gotten what so few have earned, not in the form of some belt or trophy, but he won the hearts and minds of the fans, DBR earned himself one of the most sadistic fan followings in the history of the sport, fans from the world over know DBR or at least know of him, and they love his attitude, his style, his inability to quit. And DBR gives them that adoration back, knowing full well you can't do anything in this game without the fans and DBR, DBR had done it all, for himself as much as for them... and for some tim! e, DBR took this in stride, going back to his life, making money from his personal businesses, even spreading his reach and finances into bars and clubs around North America. DBR could have retired young, DBR could have lived the dream...money, fame, family and satisfaction that he had everything he'd ever wanted, done everything he'd ever wanted to do... until one more time tragedy struck the young man. This time the reaper came calling for his loved ones again in the form of a drunk driver. While out taking his family on a drive to the movie theater matinee and a head on collision later Scott Carr and the drunk driver were the only two survivors in a five car pile up. Stricken with anguish having lost his entire family Scott snapped. The official report by police says Scott was found repeatedly lifting up slamming the man's lower back across the guard railing, witness statements say this lasted long after the man's spine was obviously broken and after he'd already beaten the drunk so severely that his broken ocular bones blinded him per! manently. Scott Carr was arrested. His trial wasn't publicized, or drawn out. His lawyer argued a clear cut case of temporary insanity. And a lenient judge felt for the broken man, though an assault had been committed and Scott Carr was sentenced to two years in prison, having nothing to lose and months to train harder than ever, falling deep into his vivacious regiment in an attempt to cull his loneliness and misery as no living members of his family remained to visit him, Scott is now in better shape than perhaps ever before in his career, although much more sullen and detached with the world around him. Rumors circulate that Scott Carr's formerly hard edge has become further tempered as his last stint of combative sports was spent in the very place Dean McDaniel found him. Competing in a series of underground last man standing prison fights. Deaths weren't uncommon, but then again a seven foot plus animal with a propensity for utter brutality wasn't either. Though! DBR's fabled undefeated streak was what got Dean's attention, and upo n being informed of the mammoth monsters' former career in the industry strings were pulled, a parole hearing happened out of the clear blue and several commission lawyers argued Scott Carr into an unconditional release. Scott left the hellish imprisonment and was greeted by Dean McDaniel, a limo and a sWc contract and a pen. DBR came back to this sport with a vengence - dominating nearly every man who stepped in his path - going so far as to refer to their bout contracts as suicide letters and death warrants. sWc closed without seeing their most dominating, record breaking, fan exciting, heathen superstar hit his apex as their champion... Carr has been a limelight competitor for over a decade, but his loyalties run as deep and wide as his mean streak so now, being contracted to PWR by it's owner and his old friend, it has become uncertain who will suffer the wrath of the Roughest Man In the Industry Today, The Body Bagging Toe Tagging Sick Ass Motherfucker - Scott Carr. The rest. and best, is yet to be seen.
Accomplishments (If Any):
Far to many to list here - Working on a very successful 17 year career in e-fedding.
Entrance Description:
Backstage we see the corridor of the PWR Superstar's Dressing rooms. Carr's door opens and he advance from his locker room towards the entrance way, His hood is pulled up over his head. Walking slowly, each of his steps is certain and true with his cold - blood red eyes locked on the floor. He stops at the entrance curtain and we can hear the insanity unfolding as fans begin to grow restless for the upcoming match. The cameras change and we see the wild, excited PWR fans looking expectant – The arena falls under darkness as smoke billows up from the ramp way and only two lights appear near the entrance way, two red lights aimed straight down the ramp at the ring. And with raw power and unstoppable determination his music begins as across the screen a single word flickers "Deviate" and the two lights at the entrance ramp appear to move, followed by a massive three dimensional laser light big rig that tears down the ramp leaving two trails of fire on the ramp in it's wake and four posts erupting into balls of fire that reach high towards the arena's ceiling as the transparent truck makes it to the ring and evaporates into the same blackness that now once again engulfs the arena. The ring as the announcer begins to speak, unseen for the same blackness that blinds us all.
Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! IT IS TIME TO FOCUS ON THE DANGER! Hailing from Arnprior County Ontario Canada, Standing a Measure of Seven Foot Two Inches Tall, and Weighting in tonight at Four Hundred and Twenty Pounds He is...The Fatal Phenomenon... he is ALL HATE! He is the one... the only... The Body Bagging - Toe Tagging - Human Chop Shop! HE IS ALL HATE! D-B-R...... Da' Big Rig... "CHOP SHOP"! SCOTT CARR!
All the while - the most ravenous and blood thirsty fans, who know the history behind PWR cheer his name chanting "SCOTT-CARR! SCOTT-CARR!" their girder rattling cries echo incessantly through the pitch darkness. The guttural roar that leads in "This Calling" by All That Remains echoes throughout the arena, "Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaahhoooowwwww!" snarls, as a solitary red spotlight on the entranceway appears just before Carr bursts through the curtain; his head is rocking to the beats of his own intro music, adorned with a PWR hat. "I secretly crave, crave that scent again. Still feel it pressing on me now. Now with the onset, my flesh is weakening. I steel my nerves for temptations at hand again!". He stands there while the lights begin to strobe red and black in time with the music as he runs his hand across sombrely across his jaw as he leers out at the massive crowd. "And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear this calling out" The darkness beneath his hat is covering his blood red eyes, and casting his face in shadow for a moment as he glares out from under it across the audience. We see a sadistic smile creep across his face as he lifts his head looking skyward towards the upper levels of the arena as his cult-like following of loyal career-long fans wave banners, swing t-shirts and thrust their older Carr action figures and other paraphernalia as high into the air as they can reach, most also letting fly their own Devil Horns high signs. "No secret deception, for these would tear this down. I'll note the past, spare the pain - spare the pain! Words match my deeds with brutal honesty! Never forget these choices were made by me" With most of the audience behind him it's harder now to hear those who oppose Carr's style, although they are still out there and between them all they do still have a powerful, audible voice - Scott's grin widens and growing ever more frightening and disturbing as his grin becomes a sadistic smile. The ramp way around Carr erupts in flames as he throws his hat into the audience while he roars back at his wild fans that are all still cheering so ravenously for him. "And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all And I hear - and I hear - this calling OOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUT!" Carr runs across the stage, roaring out to his fans, and calling on their chants, holding his Devil Horn high sign up for one and all - pumping them up into frenzy before he runs back across the stage to the far side, as he throws both arms up with his Devil horns high sign, his fans reply in kind with their pop and reciprocated hand gestures. "Not falling victim to the fire that burns inside of me! Though I am fearful I will not prevent this tragedy! My strength's been tested! I wear the scars that prove! Still I believe that this calling will see me through" Already in the audience we can see many fans who are brandishing PWR replica belts. Carr stops and unzips his hoody instead before he rips off his skully and tosses it to the crowd. Carr makes his way back to the centre of the ramp way, flipping open his undone hoody. Carr pulls his hoody off and throws it into the other side of the crowd as he descends the ramp advancing towards the ring while a rain of sparks flies out from the ramp way beneath his feet sparkling just below the fans' hands reaching out into the ramp way, the red and black trails of sparks end up crossing all around Carr, as braggadocios and opinionated as he is, Scott's nearly constantly moving lips give us a good hint that he's doing some verbal chest pounding for anyone near enough to hear him. "And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear this calling! Still you don't seem so far at all! And I hear - and I hear - this calling OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUT!" Carr reaches out into the audience. He slaps the palms and pounds the fists of the out stretched hands of the unsettlingly loud fans brandishing his merchandise. Scott makes his way across the ramp like this the whole way down, seeming to enjoy the contact with his sadistic fans on both sides of the ramp way although he does also seem to take great revelry in throwing the occasional middle finger in the faces of those who jeer him. Carr finishes his saunter down the last of ramp way, he then rolls under the bottom rope into the ring, rolling up to a knee in the middle of the PWR logo - he jumps to his feet and holds his right hand palm outstretched - towards the agitated and excited members of the crowd, as if feeling the air and electricity that pulses from their chants. Scott Carr thrusts both arms into the air and the two ring posts and the apron behind him all erupt into a huge wall of flame that makes a silhouette out of him but lights the rest of the entire arena. "My strength's been tested, I wear the scars that prove! Still I believe that this calling will see me through! Still I believe this calling will see me through, oh!" - The lights finish their strobe and become normal as Carr steps back into the corner, he tightens the “FTW” belt buckle clasping his black leather belt and he cracks his neck. Scott stands back in his corner - his sadistic smile turns to an expression of cold calculating and methodically evil stone as he lays his eyes across the middle of the PWR Logo... a man who had just enjoyed so much fan contact now appears to have been engulfed in a severe stone. The announcer and ref both seem wary of getting too close to this mammoth, monster of a man. But the match is scheduled to happen regardless of how uncomfortable and unsafe he makes them feel.
Preferred Match:
Last Man Standing.
Hardcore.