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Found my HHH
Wed Feb 22, 2017 10:40 pm by starvalentine
Found my inner HHH and buried some of my roster. If anyone cares to look its here http://www.afwrpg.com/t15808-starvalentines-roster
Nickname: 'Hana' 'Ko' 'Little one' 'Runt' 'Outcast'
Hair: - Blonde
Nationality: ???? (Raised in the Amazon)
Personality: Hanako is a very emotionally drivin' women. Instead of thinkin' a problem through, or lookin' for an easier solution, she'll pick the option that she likes more, and will charge ahead without another thought. This is also how she approaches other people, upon first glance, she'll deiced if she will like you, or instantly hate you.
Thanks to Hanako's upbringing, she isn't exactly the brightest girl out there. In fact, one could even say her knowledge falls just above a grade school level. Because of this, she struggles in a couple of things, such as reading, and speaking. On top of that, her wrestling and fighting are affected to, as it is very easy to trick, or lure her into attacking if pushed or angered.
While Hanako is no stranger to combat, and can hold her own even against people twice her size, she isn't exactly the most skilled in...'Sexual' attacks. She tends to be very bashful, or shy when seeing someone undress, and tends to be equally embarrassed to show her own naked body to others.
Personal Wrestling Information
!: To engage in strong fights
!: To find a strong rival
!: Looking to get stronger, and return to her tribe
Preferred Matches: Handicap (2-v-1 her or 3-v-1 her.)
"Grr! Not yet!"
"Hanako's c-can keep going!"
"...Waste Hanako's time..."
"Ha...Maybe Hanako get stronger?"
"H-Hanako sore all over..."
Statistics and Wrestling Style
Style: Berserk Assault: Hanako's approach to fighting, is the same approach that she uses for hunting. She likes to overwhelm her prey with strong attacks, and endurance, and weaken them down just enough, for her to be able to go in for a one shot kill.
Preferred attacks: She tends to stick more to stronger, heavier attacks, such as strong punches, kicks, throws, and slams. She does use a small amount of submissions, but they tend to follow the same trend of using strength, over skill, and tend to only use them to sap her opponent of strength. Because of her short stature, she tends to fail at slams, and throws against bigger opponents, regardless of her impressive strength.
Unfortunately she hasn't put any thought into one just yet.
History, and AFW Match History
Background: Out in the middle of a vast unknown jungle, a plume of smoke rose up over the treetops. The smoke was escaping from a crashed plane, broken to pieces, and laid scattered across the jungle floor. The rubble seemed to be a casket for nearly a hundred passengers, with none seemingly surviving. But, surprisingly enough, a cry did come from the graveyard of bodies. Held tightly in a women's hands, protected somehow by the women before the crash, was an infant girl. The infant cried and cried, to empty ears, as the forest just sucked in her sounds, and mixed it with the chaos of the jungle. Though unlucky for the babe, one creature did hear her cries. A tiger, prowling around the corpses of the wreck, looking for an easy meal. The tiger began to close in on the infant, and once in sight, and within' reach, raised its paw to slash, and silence the babe forever. The paw came down in a flash, but the babe was not struck, what was struck however, was the tiger, who fell down dead, from a spear wound in the back. Luckily for the infant, a woman, a head chieftain of a hidden amazonian tribe, found the wreck, and more so, found the young crying child. Quickly the women scooped up the child, and hurried her off to her tribe. Where she would be safe, and sound.
The young nameless girl grew up as a mystery to the other members of the all female tribe. Not many lower ranking tribe members had seen outside of there village or there jungle, so to see a woman with white skin and blond hair was a mystery for sure. She stuck out like a sore thumb, which of course made growing up somewhat of a nightmare. She wasn't exactly as fit, or as agile as the other girls, and while she tried her best, and did well for someone of her stature, she was always slugging behind the rest of her fellow tribesmen. Everything she'd try that was essential to the amazonian ways of life, she was failing. Hunting, Gathering, Fighting, and even Crafting, she'd always fall short, and come up with less than her fellow tribesmen. It was apparent to everyone there, including herself that she wasn't really meant to be there.
Upon the day she turned twenty, the young girl had a chance to gain adult hood within' the tribe, and be gifted a name, and an identity inside there ranks. The girl did try, but she failed horribly in the process, failing against the first combatant that came to face her. She tried again the next year, and even the year after that, but each time was the same, a resounding failure. Well, by the third time the challenge was brought up, and the girl, now the young age of twenty three, was asked to brave it once more...She fled, somewhat afraid of failing once more, and...Somewhat ashamed that she'd done so that many times.
The girl wasn't sure what she was doing, or where she was even going. The jungle wasn't anything new to her, but for the first time in her life, it felt vaster, more ominous, and engulfing. She felt alone, scared, and confused that was until she found a clearing within' the jungle, and rested herself inside it. The girl had found a free flowing bed of water, and a small patch of flowers along the bed of it. She placed the flower along her head, remembering the girls who did so back home to gain respect, or admiration. She walked over to the bed of water, and looked herself over. It was obvious to her now how different she was, how much of an outcast she was among her sisters, and how now knew, she couldn't go back the way she was now.
The women eventually found her way out of the jungle, far away from where her tribe was settled, and found herself along the edges of a shore, where a boat stood looming over the shores edge, and a group of men, speaking in a language quite unknown' and silly sounding to the women, were standing talking about returning home. The men were Japanese poachers, and had come to find and capture some wild life of this jungle. The women, among seeing the caged animals, quickly grew in raged, and ran down to the boat, unseen, and began trying to free the caged beasts...However, while she was taking her time doing so, she ended up getting taken away in the process forgetting to get off while she could.
When the boat landed, the men came back to see not only there missing animals, but the women whom had freed them, had escaped to. She'd jumped overboard while the boat was close to port, and swam along the shoreline until coming up a bit away. The women, now more lost and afraid then ever, walked the streets of Japan. Without any understanding of really anything outside of her Amazonian way, she quickly found herself alone, hungry and confused, unsure of what she could do, or who could really help her. It was until she heard something in a lunge she understood that she finally peaked up. The words came from an advertisement, promoting the AFW. It showed off the girls have one-on-one matches, and ended with the directions to the AFW building. The women was more then just surprised to hear something she somewhat understood again, but seeing the women, all of the same stature, and build as her doing these amazing feats of strength and power. She knew she had to go there, not just for comfort and safety, but to finally learn how to strength herself, and make herself better so she could return home proud. So, with a bit of help from some locals, she found her way to the AFW and registered in.But when the management asked her for her name...She wasn't exactly sure what to say...She'd never been called anything back home, and the only thing the locals called her here was Hanako...So...She deiced that Hanako, would be her name for now.
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