'The Atomic Redhead' Rachel Ellsworth

Name: They call me... Kris.

Age: 32.

Years of Fed Experience: Uh... coming up on nine years now.

Contact Info: I prefer PMs, but I'm on AIM (DesecrationInc) and Skype (kristinthalys) fairly often.



Real Name: Rachel Anne Faulkner.

D.O.B.: 01/04/1988.

Ethnicity: American mutt. (Irish, German, maybe some other European stuff in there.)

Hometown: Cochranton, Pennsylvania.

Pic Base: Hannah Ghore with red/orange hair.

Twitter: @atomicredheadre.



Ring Name: Rachel Ellsworth.

Nicknames: The Atomic Redhead, The Pocket-sized Dislocation Machine.

Hails From:

Height: 5'6".

Weight: 154 lbs.

Alignment: Tweener. (Chaotic neutral fits better, methinks.)

Trained By: Unknown.

Character Biography: Just as it says on the tin... Rachel is more than a few kegs shy of Oktoberfest. This trait is present both in her professional and personal lives, something most people that know her will more than gladly verify. A life of surviving Hell after Hell has bent and twisted her in ways that defy description, making her the sort of off-kilter that's just as likely to shank you in a dark alley as she is to suddenly decide to write bad slash fiction about you. A crowd favorite due to her antics and hyperactivity, she's remained largely beloved even in her absence from the ring. Marrying her childhood friend in Richard Faulkner hasn't tamed her massive amounts of energy so much as it has refocused them, refined their target... and thanks to some not-so-gentle prodding from the man known as V (and that she calls Lincoln), she's brought that dangerous energy to PAW. It seems as if the nameless one's got a target in mind for Rachel to obliterate--and unfortunately for them, she's more than happy to oblige.

Career History: To call Rachel's history of companies fragmented is... well, it's being generous. While her most successful run by far was in PW--both as part of Nextwave with her ex-husband Adrian Tanner and as a singles competitor post-divorce--she's never really had any real title belts or accomplishments to speak of. Such is likely a side effect of her attention span and her mouth getting her in trouble before she can really hunker down. That was before this newfound... focus, for lack of a better word.

Gimmick: Questioning Rachel's sanity is the usual reaction people have when they meet her... and such is perfectly natural. She's not so much randomly crazy, though, as she is a fox-mad smartass-- that is, she's smart enough and clever enough to truly be a danger despite her diminutive size while being an ass about it every step of the way.

Entrance Music: 'Infra-Red' {by Placebo}

Entrance Description:

[div align="center"][b][font color="orangered"]Someone call the ambulance...
There's gonna be an [i]accident[/i].[/font][/b][/div]

The chorus of 'Infra-Red' by Placebo plays as orange and red lights wash over the arena, the crowd cheering raucously for the young woman that is about to emerge. Not the sort to cool her heels backstage for long, Rachel Ellsworth steps through the curtain and onto the ramp, a mischievous smile on her lips that promises nothing good for the poor sap that's getting into the ring with her tonight. The feisty little redhead raises her fists above  her head as she looks out over the crowd, garnering their support while also revving herself up for the match to come. This movement triggers a v-shaped formation of white pyros to go off behind her.  Heading down the ramp at a leisurely-enough pace to interact with the fans as she goes, she makes her way into the ring via sliding beneath the bottom rope. Heading over to the nearest turnbuckle, she mounts it and continues eating up the cheers that she's getting from the fans. Ultimately, though, she has to hop down and get ready for her match... and that is exactly what she does, doing a few stretches that could be considered provocative if one has a thing for rudimentary calisthenics.



Fighting Style: Submissions with an emphasis on dislocations.

In-Ring Strengths: Rachel's terrifyingly tenacious in the ring, and vicious as all get out to boot. There's not a length she won't go to in order to bring her opponent down, and there's not a single weak point that she'll ignore. She's surprisingly strong for a woman of her stature, especially when it comes to her hands and grip strength-- and she's also fairly quick and light on her feet. Her working style in the ring is surprisingly focused for one as seemingly random as she appears, and she's the kind of trash-talker that'll get under her opponent's skin solely to piss them off so as to create an opening that otherwise wouldn't be there. She's also in possession of an insanely high pain tolerance.

In-Ring Weakness: Ignoring the obvious size disadvantages, there's also how she's willing to do whatever damage she needs to do to herself to get out of a hold--she's almost phobic of being held physically against her will, and her high pain tolerance plus her knowledge of dislocations means she can escape in most instances, though not without its costs that will plague her for the rest of the contest. Even when she fails, those efforts will probably open up new targets for her opponent to exploit. The fact that repeat dislocations make the joints easier to slip out of socket is also something to take into account, though she's not to the point of it just slipping out when she stretches or steps wrong. Of course, there's also how pissing certain people off won't end so well for her... but that's kind of blatantly obvious, eheh.

Favorite Match Type: Anything where she can rip her opponent to shreds, really.

Favorite Weapon: Rachel has never met a weapon she didn't like. There isn't anything she favors over anything else, though she does prefer things that are shiny.

Common Moves:

[1] Russian leg sweep.

[2] Jawbreaker.

[3] Snap suplex (Only when realistic, please.).

[4] Chop-block.

[5] European Uppercut.

[6] Running European Uppercut.

[7] Elbow drop to the knee from a standing position.

[8] Stomping on fingers/toes/arms/legs/whatever.

[9] Swinging Neckbreaker.

[10] Punches to the back of the thigh in an attempt to bring on Charlie horses.

[11] Boston Crab.

[12] ARMBAR~!

[13] Cross ARMBAR~!

[14] Dragon Screw.

[15] Dragon Sleeper.

[16] Cross Armbreaker.

[17] Sleeper Hold.

[18] Kimura Lock.

[19] Enziguri.

[20] Bulldog.

[21] Lou Thesz Press.

{TEN MINIMUM, TWENTY FIVE MAXIMUM}



Signature Moves:

1. Kurenai (Leg Sweep Cobra Clutch.)

2. Seein' Red (Crossfaced Halo.)

3. Scarlet Fever (Underhook Prison Lock.)

4. Pickin' Red Roses (After getting her opponent's arm trapped somehow, she'll start dislocating their fingers-- starting at the pinky and working her way along the line, so to speak. Feel free to be creative about how she gets the opportunity to do this.)

{FIVE MAXIMUM}



Finisher(s):

1. The Red(head) Death (Cattle Mutilation. Please note that Rachel will go for the dislocation a lot of the time. Also, please keep the parenthesis in there for the results--y'know, for pun's sake.)

2. Code Red (Rachel takes her standing opponent, who is facing away from her and wraps her hands around his/her head, and drops to her knees, taking him/her with him and the back of their neck connects with the top of her skull. In most cases, the impact of the trauma either knocks them out or causes serious match-ending damage to the neck. Please, please use this sparingly since it can potentially break a person's neck if done hard enough-- and I'd like to keep that risk as an IC trait.)

{TWO MAXIMUM}



In-Ring Attire:*

- Rachel's a simple sort of girl when it comes to her ring attire-- partly because she just doesn't care that much, and partly because it's cheaper to replace since she is inordinately hard on her gear. And what is that gear, you ask? A black lycra sports bra and matching shorts that end about mid-thigh, her seemingly ever-present red Converse sneakers on her feet.



Sample Roleplay: Always Spay And Neuter Your Idiots That Refuse To Tap.