|Birth Name |» Caiden Everett
|Hails From | » Marieville, Quebec, Canada
» October 5th 1987 (30)
|Fighting Style |» A style honed after years and years of practice and work, Caiden’s style is nearly one of a kind, influenced from his travels around the globe on the circuits before joining the AWE, he has never fully conformed to the AWE ‘style’ of wrestling. He has a little of column A and a little of column B, even some of column C.
Largely trained in Japan, he has a certain flair to his style borrowed from all around the world, and it allows him to mesh well with everyone on the roster. You want to have the best match of your life? Look no further, he’ll pull it out of you. Or at least, he most likely will, there’s always a small chance that it flops.
But that’s only if you’re bad, mate.
He’s the best.
|Signature Moves |»
Corner Kick»
450 Splash»
Enzuigiri, sometimes a
top rope variant.
|Finisher |»
Winter Solstice»
GTS»
Destino|Theme |»
HereSlightly heavier no lyrics version he’ll eventually use after victories|Gimmick |» Caiden Winters considers himself the best of the best of the best of the best that this world has to offer. For some reason, though, the powers that be in AWE don’t see this in him, and he’s always having to prove himself. Despite the cheers he gets from working matches so hard, Caiden doesn’t
care. He wants to win championships and prove to EVERYONE, not just the stupid marks who tune in every week that he is the BEST in this business.
He is the best in that ring, he is the best on that microphone, even on commentary, nobody can touch him. Nobody.
And he’s been the best since day one when he walked into this company, and he pinned Roddy Quinn’s pet project Drayden 1-2-3 in the middle of the ring CLEAN. No cheating, no outside interference; hell they didn’t even leave the ring for it. But did he get rewarded with a title shot?
No.
Caiden Winters and his debut victory against Drayden — something that hadn’t been done before him, hasn’t been done since — went straight to the mid-card, for over a year and a half before he finally got his championship shot against Drayden, where he wasn't able to put him away.
Despite not being able to beat Drayden for the World Title, Caiden is… really, really really really good. He’s clean in the ring, decent on the mic, and able to turn the initial babyface cheers he gets upon his entrance into loud boos with just a few words and gestures.
The face turn is coming eventually. And it will be huge.
|Face or Heel |» Heel
|Backstage Rep |» A common word used to describe Caiden by his coworkers is 'distant.'
It isn’t inaccurate, he’s not exactly the most social of the roster. He keeps to himself for the most part, always very focused on what happens during the show, and always doing his best to ignore most of the backstage politics. However, once someone presses through his initial barriers, the words used to describe him morph from ‘distant’ to ‘quiet,’ or ‘reserved.’
Caiden is very private about his personal life, and tends to mostly stay off of social media, other than character work he does on Twitter, for example. He doesn’t have much for friends backstage, though the people he works with are always happy to wrestle a match with him, knowing that it will be fantastic from start to finish.
Ideally, he would like to open up and be less… shy; the fact of the matter is this: in his two years working here, Caiden Everett hasn’t made any friends. He’s kind of lonely, extremely shy, and often times lost. He has his own dressing room, though it’s usually smaller than the other private ones.
He keeps in contact with friends from Japan, where he was largely featured before working in AWE; and though he worked in the British circuits, and even a few Mexican companies, his main ‘friend group’ is in Japan. Caiden fluently and confidently speaks English, Japanese, and French (first language), and can stutter his way through a conversation in Spanish; though he’d never cut a promo in it.
A little work and a little polish, and he’ll make a fine face of the company; someone just needs to forcibly drag him out of his apparent shell.
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