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--Description--
Name:Neena Vice
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Species: Bipedal Rattlesnake/cobra (Rattlecobra)
Color-
---Fur (scale, feather): Green scales on arms, legs, head, tail, and outside of hood. A light beige color on her breasts, her belly, her inner thighs, part of her neck, the inside of her hood, and on her tail.
---Hair (if different from fur): Long brown hair
---Eyes: Bold yellow
---Markings (if any): None to speak of
Height (Standard/Metric): 5'11"
Weight (Standard/Metric): 210 lbs
Build: Muscular
--Combat--
Fighting Style: Brawler and Submissionist
Stances (Describe): Fists up, about level with her neck, legs parted slightly, when wanting to brawl. Otherwise, her hands will be open, and extended out, ready to grapple.
--Personality--
Hobbies: Wrestling, Lifting weights,
Likes (List a least three): Squeezing opponents, especially with her legs or with her tail, strong women, strong men
Dislikes (List at least three): Nagas, loud mouths who can't back up their talk, being made to seem weak, or being attacked repeatedly in the belly.
Fetishes: She's a bit into S & M, She loves wrestling a strong woman or man and managing to come out on top, and she also loves matches that pit her sexual endurance against another fighter's.
--History--
Personal History:
Neena Vice has enjoyed fighting as long as she can remember. When she was younger, she used to get picked on by nagas, who teased her for being bipedal, rather than just slithering along on her tail like the others did. Eventually it was enough to cause her to snap, and she jumped one of the nagas, taking her by surprise, and started to rain her fists down on her face. She had ended up losing that fight, but that moment when she found herself on top and pounding away at her, she experienced a feeling of pleasure that she would never forget. Since that day, she had started to train her body to become stronger, lifting weights, and jogging. Eventually she came across a small wrestling group, where she found a love for applying submissions on an opponent, trapping or squeezing them until they submitted to her. Ever since then, she has constantly hungered for that rush of power she feels when subduing a strong opponent, and is hoping she'll find more of that at the NSFW
Fighting/Tournament Experiences:
Small time wrestling leagues
Spent a few years at the Furry Wrestling Alliance
Name: Helen "The Hunter" Whitehurst
Species: Zebra
Age: 43
Eye color: Brown
Hair: Long, black.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 345 lbs
Bra size: 46 G
Personality: Helen is a gentle soul, good natured and kind. She can be a bit timid outside the ring, but inside the
ring, it's a different story. She becomes serious, and focuses on her task of winning the fight as best as she can.
Past: Helen, in her prime, was a boxer of decent talent. She had a fairly impressive win record, and had gained a
nicely sized fan club as well. She was fit, she was tough, and you did not want her as your opponent in the ring.
Her manager had given her the nickname "The Hunter", favoring a bit of irony over Helen's species generally being
prey. She had hung up her gloves about 12 years ago to be a mother to her kid, and start a family with her bull
lover. Over the years though, he began to detest her. Her body started to fall out of shape, and before long, she
became obese without the sport to keep her in shape.
He eventually left her, disgusted with her new form, which threw her into some hard times. Without money, caring
for a kid had now become a challenge. Desperate for a way to make some money, she tried to get back into the
fighting business, but most would not take her back. The only place she could find was the NSFW. She was ready to
accept the contract, until she learned just what kind of place it was. Embarrassed, but without many choices, she
set up a ring persona for herself, deciding to wear a mask while she fought. She thought she could bring her boxing
skills back into it, but her body was far too different from what it was before for her to really gain any benefit
from her boxing past. She had tried one match against a certain spotty hyena, an opponent that should have been a
breeze from her, but she had nearly lost.
Since then she has been dedicating herself to working out and getting her body back in shape, build up some stamina
and become a formidable opponent in the ring. She now sticks with wrestling, choosing grappling and slam tactics to
try and gain wins over her opponents.
Name: Wade Babcock
Species: Opossum
Age: 20
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 164
Gender: Male
Orientation: Is straight. He'll get into fights with other guys, but is not remotely interested sexually. Not even his persona.
Appearance: Darryl is a common Virginia possum. Black, beady eyes, grey and white fur, long, rodent-like mouth, pink nose, small black ears, he's definitely not the most attractive fur around. He's got a bit of a potbelly that won't seem to leave him no matter what he tries, but it wouldn't be wise to count him as unfit either. He's got a bit of a natural musk to himself that, while it's not completely offensive to the nose, it would be wrong to say it smelled good either. Generally wears brown leather boots, blue denim jeans, a plaid shirt of a random color, and a beige trucker hat as well.
Personality: Opinionated. Is not afraid to speak his mind to anyone. Cocky, likes to say things that would get most people punched in the mouth. Will generally back up his words with fists. In truth, this is intentional, as he likes getting into brawls, whether he loses or wins them. He's a lot smarter than he makes himself out to be, but he tries to hide it as best as he can.
Style: Has classic and professional wrestling skills, along with some classic heel tactics
History: Growing up, Wade was a good kid for the most part. Quiet, introverted, shy, he kept away from most people. His musk also helped with that. He was picked on here and there, but he tried his best to avoid or ignore it for the most part.
During high school, he grew a bit out of his shell, but was still a bit quiet. He also didn't have many friends, mainly just because of his species. One day though, he ends up in a fight. A punk girl, a couple years older than him. He tries to protest, and say he doesn't want to fight, but his words just serve to piss her off more and more, until she finally cracks him in the jaw with a right straight.
Wade will never forget that punch, because that punch lead him to discover two things in general. One, to him, the sensation of pain felt... well, good! And secondly, he had an aggressive, almost primal side to him. In a flash, he's tackled her, and the two are rolling on the ground, exchanging punches with one another, until the teachers manage to wedge their way past the circle of students, and pulled them both apart. They were both suspended, despite the teachers listening to his side of the story.
He liked pain. He wanted to experience it more. He also found he enjoys the thrill of a fight. At the same time, the notion embarrassed him a bit. He wanted to feel it more, but he couldn't force himself to do that. One day, he was taken to a wrestling show by the couple of friends he had, and he noticed how some of the fighters were booed at and acted like total jerks, while there were fighters who acted like good guys as well. The whole performance intrigued him. After the show was over, he saw one of the fighters, who acted like what he would learn to call a heel, was actually being nice to fans off the stage.
That's what he could do. A persona. Someone to piss off everyone. A real jerk. He began to take acting classes so that he could really sell it, and also took a few classes in psychology. He needed to be able to push anyone's buttons that he wanted to push. He also made a new look for himself. A trucker hat, plaid shirt, blue jeans, and brown boots, and a slightly exaggerated accent.
He began to try out for different leagues that were local, playing the bad guy in all of them. It was a thrill for him, whether he won or lost. He picked up some decent wrestling skills, and some great heel tactics as well. He was never selfish with the money he earned. Part of his paycheck would always go to a charity or cause of some kind, in order to mentally redeem himself.
Now he has his eyes set on NSFW, where he's certain he can raise a lot of hell despite his size, and get some action on the side as well. All that heel action had also gotten him quite a bit of tail as well, and he's taken time to develop some good bed skills as well. He loves to use his prehensile tail as a fifth limb to help him out.
Likes:
Fights
Getting hurt
Pissing people off.
(Secretly has a soft spot for charities to help children.)
Dislikes:
Daytime. It's difficult for him to really keep up his act in the day unless he's got caffiene to perk him up.
Alcohol. Despite his persona, he tries not to drink as it messes with keeping up his act, and his actual personality can sometimes come out. That said, sometimes he'll bring in a bottle of beer that he has previously filled up with water or some other non-alcoholic beverage. If someone asks for a swig, he'll turn them down. If they keep it up, he'll use the bottle as a weapon.
Interesting facts: Wade doesn't really have an accent. He fakes a slight southern one so that he's seen as an idiot.
Name:Neena Vice
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Species: Bipedal Rattlesnake/cobra (Rattlecobra)
Color-
---Fur (scale, feather): Green scales on arms, legs, head, tail, and outside of hood. A light beige color on her breasts, her belly, her inner thighs, part of her neck, the inside of her hood, and on her tail.
---Hair (if different from fur): Long brown hair
---Eyes: Bold yellow
---Markings (if any): None to speak of
Height (Standard/Metric): 5'11"
Weight (Standard/Metric): 210 lbs
Build: Muscular
--Combat--
Fighting Style: Brawler and Submissionist
Stances (Describe): Fists up, about level with her neck, legs parted slightly, when wanting to brawl. Otherwise, her hands will be open, and extended out, ready to grapple.
--Personality--
Hobbies: Wrestling, Lifting weights,
Likes (List a least three): Squeezing opponents, especially with her legs or with her tail, strong women, strong men
Dislikes (List at least three): Nagas, loud mouths who can't back up their talk, being made to seem weak, or being attacked repeatedly in the belly.
Fetishes: She's a bit into S & M, She loves wrestling a strong woman or man and managing to come out on top, and she also loves matches that pit her sexual endurance against another fighter's.
--History--
Personal History:
Neena Vice has enjoyed fighting as long as she can remember. When she was younger, she used to get picked on by nagas, who teased her for being bipedal, rather than just slithering along on her tail like the others did. Eventually it was enough to cause her to snap, and she jumped one of the nagas, taking her by surprise, and started to rain her fists down on her face. She had ended up losing that fight, but that moment when she found herself on top and pounding away at her, she experienced a feeling of pleasure that she would never forget. Since that day, she had started to train her body to become stronger, lifting weights, and jogging. Eventually she came across a small wrestling group, where she found a love for applying submissions on an opponent, trapping or squeezing them until they submitted to her. Ever since then, she has constantly hungered for that rush of power she feels when subduing a strong opponent, and is hoping she'll find more of that at the NSFW
Fighting/Tournament Experiences:
Small time wrestling leagues
Spent a few years at the Furry Wrestling Alliance
Name: Helen "The Hunter" Whitehurst
Species: Zebra
Age: 43
Eye color: Brown
Hair: Long, black.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 345 lbs
Bra size: 46 G
Personality: Helen is a gentle soul, good natured and kind. She can be a bit timid outside the ring, but inside the
ring, it's a different story. She becomes serious, and focuses on her task of winning the fight as best as she can.
Past: Helen, in her prime, was a boxer of decent talent. She had a fairly impressive win record, and had gained a
nicely sized fan club as well. She was fit, she was tough, and you did not want her as your opponent in the ring.
Her manager had given her the nickname "The Hunter", favoring a bit of irony over Helen's species generally being
prey. She had hung up her gloves about 12 years ago to be a mother to her kid, and start a family with her bull
lover. Over the years though, he began to detest her. Her body started to fall out of shape, and before long, she
became obese without the sport to keep her in shape.
He eventually left her, disgusted with her new form, which threw her into some hard times. Without money, caring
for a kid had now become a challenge. Desperate for a way to make some money, she tried to get back into the
fighting business, but most would not take her back. The only place she could find was the NSFW. She was ready to
accept the contract, until she learned just what kind of place it was. Embarrassed, but without many choices, she
set up a ring persona for herself, deciding to wear a mask while she fought. She thought she could bring her boxing
skills back into it, but her body was far too different from what it was before for her to really gain any benefit
from her boxing past. She had tried one match against a certain spotty hyena, an opponent that should have been a
breeze from her, but she had nearly lost.
Since then she has been dedicating herself to working out and getting her body back in shape, build up some stamina
and become a formidable opponent in the ring. She now sticks with wrestling, choosing grappling and slam tactics to
try and gain wins over her opponents.
Name: Wade Babcock
Species: Opossum
Age: 20
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 164
Gender: Male
Orientation: Is straight. He'll get into fights with other guys, but is not remotely interested sexually. Not even his persona.
Appearance: Darryl is a common Virginia possum. Black, beady eyes, grey and white fur, long, rodent-like mouth, pink nose, small black ears, he's definitely not the most attractive fur around. He's got a bit of a potbelly that won't seem to leave him no matter what he tries, but it wouldn't be wise to count him as unfit either. He's got a bit of a natural musk to himself that, while it's not completely offensive to the nose, it would be wrong to say it smelled good either. Generally wears brown leather boots, blue denim jeans, a plaid shirt of a random color, and a beige trucker hat as well.
Personality: Opinionated. Is not afraid to speak his mind to anyone. Cocky, likes to say things that would get most people punched in the mouth. Will generally back up his words with fists. In truth, this is intentional, as he likes getting into brawls, whether he loses or wins them. He's a lot smarter than he makes himself out to be, but he tries to hide it as best as he can.
Style: Has classic and professional wrestling skills, along with some classic heel tactics
History: Growing up, Wade was a good kid for the most part. Quiet, introverted, shy, he kept away from most people. His musk also helped with that. He was picked on here and there, but he tried his best to avoid or ignore it for the most part.
During high school, he grew a bit out of his shell, but was still a bit quiet. He also didn't have many friends, mainly just because of his species. One day though, he ends up in a fight. A punk girl, a couple years older than him. He tries to protest, and say he doesn't want to fight, but his words just serve to piss her off more and more, until she finally cracks him in the jaw with a right straight.
Wade will never forget that punch, because that punch lead him to discover two things in general. One, to him, the sensation of pain felt... well, good! And secondly, he had an aggressive, almost primal side to him. In a flash, he's tackled her, and the two are rolling on the ground, exchanging punches with one another, until the teachers manage to wedge their way past the circle of students, and pulled them both apart. They were both suspended, despite the teachers listening to his side of the story.
He liked pain. He wanted to experience it more. He also found he enjoys the thrill of a fight. At the same time, the notion embarrassed him a bit. He wanted to feel it more, but he couldn't force himself to do that. One day, he was taken to a wrestling show by the couple of friends he had, and he noticed how some of the fighters were booed at and acted like total jerks, while there were fighters who acted like good guys as well. The whole performance intrigued him. After the show was over, he saw one of the fighters, who acted like what he would learn to call a heel, was actually being nice to fans off the stage.
That's what he could do. A persona. Someone to piss off everyone. A real jerk. He began to take acting classes so that he could really sell it, and also took a few classes in psychology. He needed to be able to push anyone's buttons that he wanted to push. He also made a new look for himself. A trucker hat, plaid shirt, blue jeans, and brown boots, and a slightly exaggerated accent.
He began to try out for different leagues that were local, playing the bad guy in all of them. It was a thrill for him, whether he won or lost. He picked up some decent wrestling skills, and some great heel tactics as well. He was never selfish with the money he earned. Part of his paycheck would always go to a charity or cause of some kind, in order to mentally redeem himself.
Now he has his eyes set on NSFW, where he's certain he can raise a lot of hell despite his size, and get some action on the side as well. All that heel action had also gotten him quite a bit of tail as well, and he's taken time to develop some good bed skills as well. He loves to use his prehensile tail as a fifth limb to help him out.
Likes:
Fights
Getting hurt
Pissing people off.
(Secretly has a soft spot for charities to help children.)
Dislikes:
Daytime. It's difficult for him to really keep up his act in the day unless he's got caffiene to perk him up.
Alcohol. Despite his persona, he tries not to drink as it messes with keeping up his act, and his actual personality can sometimes come out. That said, sometimes he'll bring in a bottle of beer that he has previously filled up with water or some other non-alcoholic beverage. If someone asks for a swig, he'll turn them down. If they keep it up, he'll use the bottle as a weapon.
Interesting facts: Wade doesn't really have an accent. He fakes a slight southern one so that he's seen as an idiot.
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