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Silver Falls

Location: 3 Graze Street

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Class was cancelled.

It was eleven-thirty in the morning. At the top of a set of porch steps, stood a man dressed in a formal attire; a two-piece suit. The man, the professor - Richard Lester - was smoking a cigarette. Lester was riddled with a distinct level of procrastination and hesitation as to whether or not attend this 'mandatory' community meeting. He was the equivocal urban hermit of Silver Falls; he kept predominantly to himself, he essentially had no immediate friends - other than his children and divorced wife, which were an hour and a half drive's distance away. But, since no one would expect him to show up, that made him the perfect candidate for city's hall little list of people that didn't show up to some stupid town hall meeting. Which would line him up just perfectly for an annoying little fee, courtesy of his friends at city hall.

He sighed.

He had thirty minutes. Putting out his cigarette, he casually flicked it out onto his front yard, before heading down the staircase and further subsequent sidewalk. He unlocked his 1984 BMW 733i Sedan. Plugging his key into the ignition; the sedan revved to life as an unpleasant, nasally voice overtook Richard's ears."Law enforcement officials are advising for all hikers and campers in the Silver Falls rural area to be careful when out in the wilderness, after several reports of-"

Richard interrupted the radio broadcast by furiously slamming the radio with the side of his hand. The next station played at least music.

His theme.

"Much better.", gruffly whispered Richard to himself. He looked over his shoulder, and began to methodically back out of his driveway in reverse with the sedan. Switching gears, drove off through the daylight. Richard pulled up on a turn and was given the opportunity to think as the song reeled on, the obsessive professor couldn't help but compare the song to himself and his family in a subtle sense. Somehow, through his own inability and asociality, he had sold the world, his world. It was really just nonsense talk in his head, and he knew that, but it was something to idly think over as he was about to make a turn - onto an obviously empty road.

He shook his head. Quick to get back to his senses, he turned out onto the road, and began driving further into the town of Silver Falls in his BMW.

Silver Falls

Dr. Richard Lester

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Dr. Richard Lester

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Character Summary

Name: Dr. Richard Thomas Lester
Aliases: Professor Lester
Age: 44
Birthday: December 21st, 1946
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: San Francisco, California
Residence: 3 Graze Street
Gender: Male
Major/Minor:Doctorate in Business Administration
Occupation: Professor at Pacific North University
Languages: English (Fluent), Japanese (Fluent, Learnt for Business Travel)

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Appearance

Height: 6’0”
Weight: 169 lbs.
Build: Average, Lean
Eyes: Ocean-Blue
Hair: Brushed-Back, Medium-length Brown Hair
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Personal Style:

Professor Richard Lester dresses plainly, with corporate and dress code interests in mind. He wears a two-piece suit, which is either a hint of dark-blue or dark-grey; he typically wears either a red or blue tie. Richard wears a On his wrist, the professor always wears a well-crafted golden watch, and his old wedding golden ring. As expected, the rest of his style retains the same feel; he wears matching slacks with his suit jacket, with black dress shoes. As per the professor's expression, demeanor, and way of carrying himself, there are usually no dynamic emotions; few smiles leave his face, as also he stands up straight whenever possible. His brow is usually tame, at which point demonstrates a chilling degree of austerity.

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Psychology

Intelligent * Cold * Mild-Mannered * Easily-Aggravated * Frank * Mildly-Possessive

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Divorced
Personality:

When you see the white-collar shirt, tie, and slacks, it’s easy to assume that Richard Lester is a simple, nine-to-five job employee with a wife and two kids. The reality is much different – far different. Richard Lester is a man that possesses a 151 IQ, and is quite potentially as cold as ice, although, that appearance is only so because Lester has truly odd and peculiar ways of expressing his feelings, which has led to an emotional dependency on his children, after the courts decided to confer parenthood with his wife. Although passive and mild-mannered in nature, it was always what Lester never did for his wife besides provide the essentials for living, which lead up to his divorce five years ago.

Lester is easily aggravated. It may be a simple nuisance in his day that drives me to reply with a passive-aggressive comment, an angry glare, or even potentially a rant; this proneness to aggravation has led to Lester target shooting for anger and stress relief. This most devolves from an honest, frank nature about Richard that encompasses a level of intellectual honesty. Lester is also mildly-possessive; Richard wants to control the narrative of his life, whether that is through his children wanting him, or wanting a promotion at work.

Habits:
- Smoking
- Alcohol
- Nonchalantly Staring off into the Distance

Hobbies:
- Shooting
- Chess

Fears:

• His Children not Needing Him Anymore
• Anything Happening to his Children (or ex-wife)
• His Deceased Mother miraculously finding out that uses Firearms

Likes:

• Money
• Black Coffee
• His Children
• Going to the Firing Range
• Quiet, Midnight Driving
• Computers

Dislikes:

• Bosses
• Smoking
• The Majority of University Students
• Loud, Heavily-Populated Places
• Big Egos at Work
• Tabloid Journalism

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Business Administration
• Strategy
• World Literature
• Persuasion
• Grit
• Critical Thinking and Analysis
• Research
• Manipulation
• Advanced Education

Combat Skills:

• Brawling [Childhood]
• Pistols [Shooting]
• Riflery [Shooting]
• Stamina [General]
• Driving [Drives Forty Minutes to work every morning]

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing
• Wallet – ID, $350 USD, Pictures of Both of his Children
• Suitcase
• Lighter
• Cigarettes
• Pager
• Golden, Well-Crafted Watch
• Old Wedding Ring

Residence:

• M1911 Caliber .45 Pistol with Two Clips [16 .45 Cartridges, 8 rounds per clip, Ammunition Stored Seperately]
• Winchester Model 70 Bolt-Action Rifle [10 .308 Cartridges, 5 round capacity, Ammunition Stored Separately]
• Bookshelf with Various Books and Textbooks in Business and Math
• IBM PS/2 Personal Computer
• Chess Board with Chess Figurines
• Alcohol
• Cigarettes
• 1985 BMW 733i Sedan

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History

Life Before the Murder:

Richard Thomas Lester was born in 1947 in San Francisco, California, and was effectively apart of the Baby Boomer burst in the population of America. Richard’s father, was a World War 2 Marine Corps Officer, and fought in the Pacific Theatre. Richard’s mother, alternatively, worked as a midwife in a hospital in San Francisco. Richard’s upbringing was mostly humble. However, at the age of six, Richard’s father was involved in a hunting accident with his own firearm, and died from the wounds. Richard’s mother made him swear, at the age of six, that he wouldn’t ever touch a firearm, or he’d end up like his father. It was a harsh reality, it all made sense in the youth’s head, that a man could die just like that – but a fatherly figure is essential, and that figure was never properly replaced.

Richard’s personal growth, in certain aspects, was stunted at a young age. He became overly-attached to his mother – a quintessential mother’s boy. Richard’s one redeeming character trait, was his intelligence, that blossomed at a young age, and was tested with a 151 IQ at an official federal standard. Realistically, it’s well understood that the IQ test is not the measuring stick for gauging intelligence – however – it does relatively measure someone’s potential for maneuvering through a standardized system of education, which is precisely what Richard excelled at, was school. The only factor that held back Richard was his short-fuse and his tendency to get into fights in school; it was seen as an outlet for him.

Richard’s success in school lead him to a scholarship at the University of California, Berkeley. In 1971, he worked his way through the system and earned a Master’s Degree in Business Administration. While in college, he met his future wife, Cerys, and married her in 1972. Cerys was much more of the emotional type and struggled with her existence as a result, whilst Richard was of course much better kept; Cerys saw this as a sanctuary from her problems, and thus they married. Richard worked for several businesses as a financial consultant along the Pacific seaboard. They settled in Seattle. They gave birth to their first daughter, Caitlyn, in 1978, and their first son, Jack, in 1980. Although, the humble life, somehow, ate away at Richard – slowly – but surely. In 1985, Cerys and Richard divorced, after Richard displayed continually showed a lack of initiative, while the neurotic Cerys had grown sick of Richard’s embrace.

While disgusted with his wife, Richard still loved his kids – more than anything – it wasn’t about arrogance or spiting the spouse, he wanted to provide to his children what his father couldn’t – but he couldn’t win the court case. One year after the court case, in 1986, Richard retired to Silver Falls to work as a professor at Pacific North University – a homely rural town – to get away from his past. Ultimately, Richard sank into Dysthymia, succumbing to alcohol and nicotine. This was later harvested into anger, and broke his vow that he’d upheld since a child; the calculated, well-kept businessman could only succumb to shooting with a firearm, for sport, as a form of releasing his pent-up rage. The year is now 1990.

History with Lucy Taylor: Professor Lester had received the relatively minimal contact with Lucy Taylor. However, Lucy Taylor, as a branch, wasn’t about to fall far from the tree. Lucy Taylor, as a senior, was enrolled into the Fall Semester at Pacific North University, and just after receiving her schedule, Lucy Taylor called all of her professors to introduce herself, and one of them was Richard Lester. Richard Lester received three outgoing calls from the Taylor Residence, before the girl’s disappearance. This now complicates Lester in the matter.

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Extras

Character Quote: “But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.” –Ernest Hemmingway
Deviances:
Theme Song:
Anything Else: fuck pundii

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

Silver Falls

Professor Richard Lester

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Richard Lester

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Character Summary

Name: Richard Thomas Lester
Aliases: Professor Lester
Age: 44
Birthday: December 21st, 1946
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: San Francisco, California
Residence: 3 Graze Street
Gender: Male
Major/Minor:Doctorate in Business Administration
Occupation: Professor at Pacific North University
Languages: English (Fluent), Japanese (Fluent, Learnt for Business Travel)

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Appearance

Height: 6’0”
Weight: 169 lbs.
Build: Average, Lean
Eyes: Ocean-Blue
Hair: Brushed-Back, Medium-length Brown Hair
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Personal Style:

Professor Richard Lester dresses plainly, with corporate and dress code interests in mind. He wears a two-piece suit, which is either a hint of dark-blue or dark-grey; he typically wears either a red or blue tie. Richard wears a On his wrist, the professor always wears a well-crafted golden watch, and his old wedding golden ring. As expected, the rest of his style retains the same feel; he wears matching slacks with his suit jacket, with black dress shoes. As per the professor's expression, demeanor, and way of carrying himself, there are usually no dynamic emotions; few smiles leave his face, as also he stands up straight whenever possible. His brow is usually tame, at which point demonstrates a chilling degree of austerity.

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Psychology

Intelligent * Cold * Mild-Mannered * Easily-Aggravated * Frank * Mildly-Possessive

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Divorced
Personality:

When you see the white-collar shirt, tie, and slacks, it’s easy to assume that Richard Lester is a simple, nine-to-five job employee with a wife and two kids. The reality is much different – far different. Richard Lester is a man that possesses a 151 IQ, and is quite potentially as cold as ice, although, that appearance is only so because Lester has truly odd and peculiar ways of expressing his feelings, which has led to an emotional dependency on his children, after the courts decided to confer parenthood with his wife. Although passive and mild-mannered in nature, it was always what Lester never did for his wife besides provide the essentials for living, which lead up to his divorce five years ago.

Lester is easily aggravated. It may be a simple nuisance in his day that drives me to reply with a passive-aggressive comment, an angry glare, or even potentially a rant; this proneness to aggravation has led to Lester target shooting for anger and stress relief. This most devolves from an honest, frank nature about Richard that encompasses a level of intellectual honesty. Lester is also mildly-possessive; Richard wants to control the narrative of his life, whether that is through his children wanting him, or wanting a promotion at work.

Habits:
- Smoking
- Alcohol
- Nonchalantly Staring off into the Distance

Hobbies:
- Shooting
- Chess

Fears:

• His Children not Needing Him Anymore
• Anything Happening to his Children (or ex-wife)
• His Deceased Mother miraculously finding out that uses Firearms

Likes:

• Money
• Black Coffee
• His Children
• Going to the Firing Range
• Quiet, Midnight Driving
• Computers

Dislikes:

• Bosses
• Smoking
• The Majority of University Students
• Loud, Heavily-Populated Places
• Big Egos at Work
• Tabloid Journalism

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Business Administration
• Strategy
• World Literature
• Persuasion
• Grit
• Critical Thinking and Analysis
• Research
• Manipulation
• Mathematics

Combat Skills:

• Brawling [Childhood]
• Pistols [Shooting]
• Riflery [Shooting]
• Stamina [General]
• Driving [Drives Forty Minutes to work every morning]

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing
• Wallet – ID, $350 USD, Pictures of Both of his Children
• Suitcase
• Lighter
• Cigarettes
• Pager
• Golden, Well-Crafted Watch
• Old Wedding Ring

Residence:

• M1911 Caliber .45 Pistol with Two Clips [16 .45 Cartridges, 8 rounds per clip, Ammunition Stored Seperately]
• Winchester Model 70 Bolt-Action Sporting Rifle [10 .308 Cartridges, 5 round capacity, Ammunition Stored Separately]
• Bookshelf with Various Books and Textbooks in Business and Math
• IBM PS/2 Personal Computer
• Chess Board with Chess Figurines
• Alcohol
• Cigarettes

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History

Life Before the Murder:

Richard Thomas Lester was born in 1947 in San Francisco, California, and was effectively apart of the Baby Boomer burst in the population of America. Richard’s father, was a World War 2 Marine Corps Officer, and fought in the Pacific Theatre. Richard’s mother, alternatively, worked as a midwife in a hospital in San Francisco. Richard’s upbringing was mostly humble. However, at the age of six, Richard’s father was involved in a hunting accident with his own firearm, and died from the wounds. Richard’s mother made him swear, at the age of six, that he wouldn’t ever touch a firearm, or he’d end up like his father. It was a harsh reality, it all made sense in the youth’s head, that a man could die just like that – but a fatherly figure is essential, and that figure was never properly replaced.

Richard’s personal growth, in certain aspects, was stunted at a young age. He became overly-attached to his mother – a quintessential mother’s boy. Richard’s one redeeming character trait, was his intelligence, that blossomed at a young age, and was tested with a 151 IQ at an official federal standard. Realistically, it’s well understood that the IQ test is not the measuring stick for gauging intelligence – however – it does relatively measure someone’s potential for maneuvering through a standardized system of education, which is precisely what Richard excelled at, was school. The only factor that held back Richard was his short-fuse and his tendency to get into fights in school; it was seen as an outlet for him.

Richard’s success in school lead him to a scholarship at the University of California, Berkeley. In 1971, he worked his way through the system and earned a Master’s Degree in Business Administration. While in college, he met his future wife, Cerys, and married her in 1972. Cerys was much more of the emotional type and struggled with her existence as a result, whilst Richard was of course much better kept; Cerys saw this as a sanctuary from her problems, and thus they married. Richard worked for several businesses as a financial consultant along the Pacific seaboard. They settled in Seattle. They gave birth to their first daughter, Caitlyn, in 1978, and their first son, Jack, in 1980. Although, the humble life, somehow, ate away at Richard – slowly – but surely. In 1985, Cerys and Richard divorced, after Richard displayed continually showed a lack of initiative, while the neurotic Cerys had grown sick of Richard’s embrace.

While disgusted with his wife, Richard still loved his kids – more than anything – it wasn’t about arrogance or spiting the spouse, he wanted to provide to his children what his father couldn’t – but he couldn’t win the court case. One year after the court case, in 1986, Richard retired to Silver Falls to work as a professor at Pacific North University – a homely rural town – to get away from his past. Ultimately, Richard sank into Dysthymia, succumbing to alcohol and nicotine. This was later harvested into anger, and broke his vow that he’d upheld since a child; the calculated, well-kept businessman could only succumb to shooting with a firearm, for sport, as a form of releasing his pent-up rage. The year is now 1990.

History with Lucy Taylor: Professor Lester had received the relatively minimal contact with Lucy Taylor. However, Lucy Taylor, as a branch, wasn’t about to fall far from the tree. Lucy Taylor, as a senior, was enrolled into the Fall Semester at Pacific North University, and just after receiving her schedule, Lucy Taylor called all of her professors to introduce herself, and one of them was Richard Lester. Richard Lester received three outgoing calls from the Taylor Residence, before the girl’s disappearance. This now complicates Lester in the matter.

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Extras

Character Quote: “But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.” –Ernest Hemmingway
Deviances:
Theme Song:
Anything Else: fuck pundii

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

Silver Falls

As am I, he'll be done shortly. He'll be a professor that works at the university.

GPW: Global Pro Wrestling

Segment 1
Featuring Dr. Lazarus Monroe

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Wayne “The Pain” Brown, studiously and methodically maneuvered back and forth. “The Pain”, was a recognizable sort of backstage interviewer. Hard-nosed, good-natured; he could be called the equivocal Mean Gene of Global Pro Wrestling – or at least one of the more easily recognizable backstage interviewers. From his appearance, he was in his early-forties. He was short, shaven, with a short brown hair with a receding hairline. Naturally, he was well-dressed, as should be expected of any backstage interviewer; it was a well-made three-piece suit. Wayne took a single from the mug of his coffee, as Wayne rose his eyes towards the camera; the camera man suddenly began to count down. Wayne quickly placed down the mug, and adjusted both his tie and posture—

“Showtime, in three—“

“Two—“

“One.”

Eighties new wave production music played on queue with the equally punctual cameraman, “The Pain” held an old fashion microphone in his hand. The Backstage Interviewer spoke with his signature, velveteen voice—

“Ladies and Gentlemen, good evening! My name is none other than Wayne “The Pain” Brown, and what a match we just witnessed! Davies vs. Eagle, will no doubt be a match to be remembered. Both competitors placed up a hell of a fight – but Davies takes the win. He will go one-to-one to face the reigning GPW American Champion, Dr. Lazarus Lazarus, later tonight – for none other than the championship.”

Wayne adjusted his tie, coughing once to clear his throat-

“Now – it is with great pleasure, to introduce to all of you, the GPW American Champion – Dr. Lazarus Monroe!”

The Doctorate, The GPW American Heavyweight Champion – Lazarus Monroe – nearly interrupted the veteran backstage interviewer, Wayne, as the Surgeon of Professional Wrestling spoke with a loud and proud tone of voice, animate, and lively as ever—

“Oh – It’s great to be here. Great to be here, once again, in Long Island… New York. It’s great to be here, once again, in the Nassau… Colosseum- “THE PAIN”— HOW ARE YOU DOING, SIR!?”

The well-kept, tamer backstage interviewer promptly and professional responded—

“Well, I’m doing just fine, Doc’! Thanks for asking! I wanted to get your opinion on what just happened out there. I wanted to get your take on how you’ll face Rocky Davies later tonight, with your Global Pro Wrestling American Championship belt on the line! I know that belt means to you, to represent this sport-”

The Champion didn’t even need to ponder, he already knew what to say, as he interrupted the interviewer-

“You know something, Pain. I don’t really like Chad Eagle. I don’t like his attitude. You’re not entitled to anything in this life, but he still believes himself to be the best in GPW. But, I respect him. I respect any man that has the guts to step between those ropes, look another man in the eye – and tell them – that I’ll tie you into knots, and furthermore, beat the piss out of you if I have to; I respect that man!”

He paused—

“But, I also respect another man, and I can’t think of a single name I respect more than who I’m about to name. That man, was your winner. That man, has the guts of a bull. That, was Rocky Davies. He pulled through with the win, Pain. He’s got the guts. He’s got the heart. HE’S GOT THE DETERMINATION! But, I’ll tell you what he doesn’t have, Pain, and that’s my wrestling ability, BABY!”

The Doctorate chuckled mildly like a madman, he lets the air sizzle for a moment, before speaking a bit more coldly—

“You see, Davies – although I respect you – you ‘ought to respect that, I, am just the better wrestler. And, you… WILL RESPECT THAT, after I make, you, TAP, with Open Heart Surgery, BABY! And, unlike some folks, I’ll do it all within the rules, because that’s what the doctor’s all about! I am the surgeon, at what I do – and that’s tying people into knots! I will bend your bones in ways you never thought imaginable! I am the master of this game – and you will hear the fans in this arena chant my name – LAZZZ’ARUS! MONROEEE’!”

The Doctor struts off, as Wayne “The Pain” Brown frantically wipes his forehead with a readily-handy handkerchief. He raises his frontal view back up to the lens of the camera—

“Well, Folks. The man said it himself. The Surgeon of Professional Wrestling, Dr. Lazarus Monroe, will defend his GPW American Championship against none other than the tenacious, the unyielding, the undeterrable: Rocky Davies. Let’s take it back to the ring—”

The camera feed cuts back to the center of the ring. The former interviewing platform combusts into a crowd, as personnel shuffle equipment in and out of the scene. Wayne "The Pain" Brown took another sip of his coffee mug that he had placed down earlier, sighing, as he heads on his way further backstage. All the while, Saturday Night Showdown rolls on.

Whispers of Hope- Working Title (Gritty Fantasy)

I would be interested.

GPW: Global Pro Wrestling

Dr. Lazarus Monroe

Dr. Lazarus Monroe

6'1" | 236 lbs | 28 Years Old

Name: Dr. Lazarus Monroe

Hometown: Fort Worth, Texas

Alignment: Face

Gimmick: Allegedly both a doctorate and a genius - but certainly a master of the human anatomy - Dr. Lazarus Monroe has been described as a bonafide wrestling surgeon by the GPW commentary team as his technical, methodical wrestling style has demonstrated in the past. He is occasionally referred to as the doctor of love, as his black wrestling singlet with hot-pink trimmings/lines and finishing maneuver, Open Heart Surgery, foil together. Dr. Lazarus Monroe is a man of integrity, and holds true to the sport of professional wrestling and wrestling in general as a game of wits; the fans enjoy Monroe's perspective and ideal of wrestling, as this was the eighties, and as such, cheer him for his integrity and mastery of the craft.

Entrance Music: youtube.com/watch?v=AKG_e_NNFQY

Wrestling Style: Technician

Finishing Move:
- “Open Heart Surgery” (Crossface Chickenwing)

Signature Moves:

- Bow and Arrow Hold
- Multiple Suplex Variations (German/Belly-to-Back Waistlock Suplex, Northern Lights, Vertical, etc. )
- Cross Kneebar
- Cross Armbar
- Multiple Variants of Chops and Slaps

GPW: Global Pro Wrestling

Dr. Lazarus Monroe

Dr. Lazarus Monroe

6'1" | 236 lbs | 28 Years Old

Name: Dr. Lazarus Monroe

Hometown: Fort Worth, Texas

Alignment: Face

Gimmick: Allegedly both a doctorate and a genius - but certainly a master of the human anatomy - Dr. Lazarus Monroe has been described as a bonafide wrestling surgeon by the GPW commentary team as his technical, methodical wrestling style has demonstrated in the past. He is occasionally referred to as the doctor of love, as his black wrestling singlet with hot-pink trimmings/lines and finishing maneuver, Open Heart Surgery, foil together. Dr. Lazarus Monroe is a man of integrity, and holds true to the sport of professional wrestling and wrestling in general as a game of wits; the fans enjoy Monroe's perspective and ideal of wrestling, as this was the eighties, and as such, cheer him for his integrity and mastery of the craft.

Entrance Music: youtube.com/watch?v=AKG_e_NNFQY

Wrestling Style: Technician

Finishing Move:
- “Open Heart Surgery” (Crossface Chickenwing)

Signature Moves:

- Bow and Arrow Hold
- Multiple Suplex Variations (German/Belly-to-Back Waistlock Suplex, Northern Lights, Vertical, etc. )
- Cross Kneebar
- Cross Armbar
- Multiple Variants of Chops and Slaps

Hope you don't mind me using Owen. I take inspirations from Karl Gotch, and this weird idea in my head of comparing a wrestling technician to a surgeon; I don't know where that came from, but I went with it.

OLD SCHOOL Pro Wrestling RP

Yo I'm down

Age of Imperialism (WW1-esque Nation RP)

The Commonwealth of Ostružnica, 1916-Spring of 1920

Ostruznican Soldiers standing alongside Ostruznican Citizens, near the border of The Đakovician Line.

The Đakovician Line was one of the most prominent theaters for Trench Warfare, in The Great Terrible War. This was primarily attributed due to the 'stuck' position of Ostruznica, because they were quite literally surrounded. However, with fate held close to their chests, they managed to effectively cover their borders with men, with their large populace-per-geographical kilometer. Industry shared a similar fortune, as they were able to mass produce SVP-17 Gas Masks, to save their livestock of a populace from gas-filled artillery shells, or others like it. SVP-16 Gas Masks were made out of rubber, and were easily identifiable from a distance with their large, snout-like gas filters. However, they were made for mass produce, and comfortability was not of importance to the contractors. This also implies that SVP-16 Gas Masks did not come in very many sizes neither while they were in mass produce, as this occasionally raised problems for those with slighty-deformed craniums. Despite these flaws, it was a revolutionary work of engineering, and it has saved an unestimateable amount of lives.



A Ceremonial Blessing and Baptization held by Ostružnican Relgious Leaders, for returning heroes of The Commonwealth.

As we're sped up to more modern times, Ostružnica is left now with a fragile populace, and are subsequently worshiping 'Heroes' of The Commonwealth, who's actions defy moral explanation. However, in some recent advancements, the public ear has caught a hold of the possible likelyhood of the return of a sprawling automotive industry. With the industrial improvements catching speed, rumors are afloat with a possible overhaul for The Commonwealth's standard-issue rifle, The Dvořáková M1915. Economists estimate a change in administration is unlikely in the coming future, as it would most certainly be burdensome to The Ostružnican Economy. With rising concerns to their populace, it is in the likelyhood that The Commonwealth will attempt to emit neutrality, whilst attempting to cling to a select-number of alliances from The Great Terrible War.



Two Ostružnican Officer Cadets wield two Dvořáková M1915 Variant Rifles, in their hands.