Wrestler Age/Date of Birth: She’s 2 years younger than however old her husband is today. Is she 27? 68? I legitimately do not know. Her birthday is Jan 12th though if you want to give her a gift card to Olive Garden.
Height: Tall enough to fuck you up
Weight: First of all, how dare you.
Hometown: Bent Fork, TN
Alignment (Face? Heel? Antihero?): Beloved irregardless of what she does like a cute puppy you just can’t stay mad at no matter how many times it pisses on the floor.
Pic Base: Shelly D’Inferno
Backstory/Important Character Details: I’m not giving that away for free!
Wait, one thing. She doesn’t actually drink alcohol.
Strengths: Charismatic, unpredictable, clever like a fox
Entrance Theme Music (Provide YouTube link as well as name and version): Who You Talkin’ To Man? By Nostalghia
Ring Entrance: The arena is plunged into darkness as a woman’s voice sings out over the PA system while the words flash in white lettering on the black tron screens.
Who you talkin' to man? Who you talkin' to man?
The music fully kicks in as the lights come up, red and white strobes pulsating on the stage. The tron begins rushing through images of a long career, different clips of matches, backstage segments, promos - all splashed across the screen in black and white with details accented in pink and aqua.
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Who do you think you are?
Some kind of superstar
Who do you think I be?
A pretty beggar on my knees
What's that across your eyelid What's that across your tongue
Which funeralcomes marchin'
When the holy deed is done
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With the first verse, Vhodka emerges from the backstage area standing framed in pink and aqua strobes center stage, a small lit torch in her left hand. She is dressed in high waisted latex briefs that are attached to a studded latex halter top through a harness that travels up her midsection. Her legs are covered by torn fishnet tights with studded straps working their way down like garters to attach onto studded knee pads. Her hair is orange, snarled and hanging down her back, with bangs braided back and pinned underneath to keep them from her eyes. A smile plays across her lips as she nods her head with one hand in the air before she emits a spray of fluid that is ignited by the torch in her hand.
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And I wanna' know Who you talkin' to man?
And I wanna' know Who you talkin' to man?
And I wanna' know Who you talkin' to man?
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After discarding the torch at the top of the ramp she descends to the ring glancing towards the crowd on either side, occasionally sticking her tongue out at hecklers and pointing to others as she approaches the ring to slide underneath the bottom rope.
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I'm gonna' grab your throat
I'm gonna' take your worth
I'm gonna' tell you something Something you've never heard
Who knows you better than I
The oneyou've never known
I'll give you back your body
You can give me back my throne
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Vhodka stays on hands and knees in the center of the ring, her upper body pushed up with her lower body pressed against the ring for a moment before standing and quickly moving to the corner turnbuckle where she stands taking it all in.
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And I wanna' know Who you talkin' to man?
And I wanna' know Who you talkin' to man?
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She jumps down off the turnbuckle, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she awaits the match to begin.
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Hey, hey, hey, How do you like me now?
Hey, hey, hey, How do you like me now?
Hey, hey, hey, How do you like me now?
Hey, hey, hey, How do you like me now?
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In-Ring Style (Technician? High Flyer?):
Highflyer, Extreme, Etc.
Finishing Move Name(s): On The Rocks
Description(s): Corkscrew shooting starpress
Favorite Hardcore Attacks/Spots: She has a big dildo that has “here comes mama” written in the side that she uses as a weapon sometimes. Otherwise she’s very inventive.
Additional Notes (What are some things that they would ALWAYS do? Or would NEVER do?):
Would never betray her husband Vincent Black
Also would never betray Sarah Wolf or Stratford (should they ever be present)
Would never willingly consume kale
Will do things just for the bit, the lulz or the vibes
Will participate in shenanigans