ULTRATITLE Wrestler ProfileWrestler Name "Suite" Pete Whealdon
Wrestler Height 5'10
Wrestler Weight 228
Wrestler Age 28
Theme Music "Midnight City" by M83
Wrestler's Finisher Sandusky Special: Hangman’s Neckbreaker with Inappropriate Gyrations
Wrestler moveset Punches.
Kicks.
knee drop
scoop slam
Battering Ram
high knee strike
Chinlocks
Abdominal Stretch
Head Claw - It doesn't really work, but he won't stop trying anyways
Bionic Elbow
Collar and Elbow tie up, with body scissors
Headlock- All variations, this is is all purpose wear down move, and his "technical" move.
Leagues Currently Active In DEFIANCE
Brief Biography Who is Pete Whealdon? Pete Whealdon stormed out of the LIONS FC Training camp in 2007 as your typical of the era American Strong Style Bad-Ass. Utilizing a Variety of Kicks, and Stiffer Kicks, and an Armbar that looked entirely realistic, he and his first tag team partner Alexander Shaw took america by storm. Storming, lots of weather related adjectives later, Pete Whealdon found himself on the outside looking in the WWA, but in no time flat he recovered, utilizing mainly the same two kicks to five star appeal, he and his second tag team partner, the always forgettable and generally uninteresting Curtis Penn found themselves running up the ranks, and then through the Faces of Death to capture the WWA World Tag Team titles. They would fend off the not exactly legendary team of 80 Proof who made many beer related references to them. Pete Whealdon would've stroked his mustache had he had one at the time, but he settled merely for his chin. and while Curtis Penn was more or less Pink Floyd post The Wall, Pete Whealdon was Dark Side of the Moon. In a legendary series of matches, legendary is totally dependent on who you ask. The Sex Symbol's and Pete Whealdon... and Curtis Penn participated in two matches to unify the WWA, and NWA world tag team titles, in Wrestle Coast Cascadia. Owing to a growing personality. Pete Whealdon decided mid match that he was done with Tag Team wrestling, and used one of those fearsome kicks to put down his own tag team partner.
People marked out.
Sporting his first of many successful Mustaches, Pete Whealdon returned as a singles competitor to the WWA, where he promptly held out for more money without wrestling a match. This roughly coincided with the founding of DEFIANCE, Where he sat on ice for several months, by this time, he was no longer the severe striker with a faux hawk and shave lines. No, now he had a mustache, and the first signs of casual sleaze began to seep through. He found a new cohort in Damien DeSett, and despite forming the ****/b/olts with him, they caught on as a tag team. As tag teams go they may have been the greatest tag team to never pick up a pinfall, but they managed to beat St. Louis #3, Making them by far the greatest Tag Team to have ever beaten that team. St. Louis #3 were so impressed with the general sense of Shatnerian grandness, they confused spoken word for rap, and the wheels on the bus go round and round for swizz beats. many laughs were had. But the laughter soon died.
A Tragic Incidence swept over the ****/b/olt nation. After suffering "severe" "injuries". They stepped away. Damien DeSett went to college, and drank "protein" drinks, and took "protein" injections to become the buffest comedian the world had ever seen. Pete Whealdon, well he trained in a manner Warren Harding would've found hard to argue with. Many a jug of Christian Brothers Brandy and Red Wine Later. Pete Whealdon found himself owning several suits that could make a wolverine purr and a practitioner of the greatest brand of technical wrestling ever. He had gone from Sweet to Suite, and that's where we find ourselves now.
Brief Roleplay [Pete Whealdon is annoyed. Pete Whealdon is not amused. Damien DeSett is chugging on a treadmill Ivan Drago style, up a 12% incline at absurd speed. Somehow, he is balancing a “protein” drink in one hand.]
[He even looks like Ivan Drago. with brown hair, and shorter. way shorter.]
Pete Whealdon:
I am not amused.
[Pete Whealdon stroked his mustache with annoyance.]
[Kevin/Satan (now with more Evil!) stands behind Whealdon, all of this is going on in the ****/b/olt Incorporated Offices. Now containing two, count ‘em TWO! Burned Ficus Trees. This hasn’t stopped the “decorator”(see Kevin/Satan (now with more Evil!) from adding a new one, presumably made of plastic this time, since it shines like nobodies business.]
Kevin/Satan(now with more Evil!):
mmmmmmmmhhehehehehehehAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH...
[Pete Whealdon wear suits these days. and this one, makes a cow do backflips. His undershirt is of course more unbuttoned, than buttoned. big lapels, and this suit is the kind of green that does not exist outside of a time warp in the nineteen sixties.]
Pete Whealdon:
Daddy, in between naps watching Kai Lewis....
Kevin/Satan (now with more Evil!):
Ermm. Scott.
[Pete Whealdon shoots a look at Kevin/Satan(now with more Evil)]
Pete Whealdon:
Scott Lewis. In between watching Scott Lewis....
Kevin/Satan(now with more Evil!):
mmmm Satan believes his name is Kai Scott, your Suiteness.
[Pete Whealdon is annoyed.]
Pete Whealdon:
Daddy, When I was watching Kai Scott talk to much about wrestling, and moves, and my future ex-wife Heidi Whealdonswife, I noticed something important Daddy.
[everyone is waiting]
[FLEX!~]
Pete Whealdon
Claira St. Sure is some kind of a quadroon, and Daddy, I ain’t never been with a spanish chick before. Claira, baby, you need to hop off of the lame train, and get right into the Kitchen of the Greatest Technical Wrestler to Ever Live, and fix him up the kind of sandwiches that you can use that core strength on Baby, and don’t be shy, because we ain’t stoppin’, even if the biggest hitter in wrestling is pushing rope.
Baby, why you hang around with that, when you can have all of this.
[DOUBLE FLEX!~]
[Someone somewhere just marked out.]
Pete Whealdon:
Daddy, I noticed that I only garnered cursory mentions from the knuckle dragging solipsists The Devil Rippers, so I went right to the man, the Devil Himself.
[Not J.W. Oswald.]
[a Firm hand on Kevin/Satan(now with more Evil), He grimaces.]
Pete Whealdon:
And I asked him, Why are you putting up your men against me. You know what he told me Daddy? they think they are shooting right to the top. Well the only thing getting shot, is a hot load in your asses....
[Everyone stares at Whealdon.]
Kevin/Satan(now with more Evil!):
Satan has nothing to do with these men Suite One! I swear! By the Precious.
[Eyebrows up.]
Pete Whealdon:
Enough of this! What these men...
Kevin/Satan(now with more Evil):
And women.
Pete Whealdon:
Daddy, what these men and women don’t realize is that they aren’t just fighting one another, hand dogging for points and trying to jumar their way up to the next pitch of the ladder. No Daddy, they’ve hit the burnt sheath and the core shot rope on the ascender failure of that ladder Daddy! Pete Whealdon, is going to prove why despite having his affections cruelly split in this match between his Future Ex-Wife, and his Future Ex-Ex-Wife, and Future Mistress, He is going to make the kind of debut that is only preceded by the likes of his favorite overnight success’, Franz Ferdinand, and William Henry Harrison. Daddy, you might be the greenest haired man I’ve ever seen, but daddy, if you think this all about wrestling skill, I’m gonna hand you the bad news in the ring. I’m the greatest wrestler who's ever lived, I’ve got the best body, I’ve got the best training, I’m the greatest technical wrestler who’s ever lived, and Daddy, I’ve got shades so stupid icy, I can’t even drive with ‘em on. But Daddy, I’m like Miles Davis and Cocaine, and Japan, and Jazz, and the Electric guitar. I wear ‘em at night, and I ain’t gonna gonna send you to deep space. but Daddy, I might try and find some deep space.
And if you think for a second that I don’t know what you’re gonna be doing, You’ve got it wrong Daddy, I’ve had Damien DeSett training hard, I’ve had the greatest living manager of all time, ever, the world over and elsewhere, watching video, and Daddy, I’ve been hitting the tanning beds hard, and hitting on the women who run them harder, Because do you think they wanna see Troy Mathews and his teenage dirt bag green hair and physique like a water melon? Hell no Daddy, they wanna see the Miles Davis of wrestling, they wanna see the King of the Cool, They wanna see the *****es Brew Daddy, and I aim to deliver it.
[cut.]
[FLEX!~]
Pete Whealdon:
Hahaha Daddy, I ain’t done yet. Because when you can jam like this, Daddy, it doesn’t matter when it is, what time it is, and whether or not something or other has something or othered. That’s right Daddy, Pete Whealdon, the greatest wrestler to ever live, has frozen time, and Daddy, you have to be cool to stop time with a wall of ice. and We ain’t talking Diamonds here. Daddy, When I look at the Devil Rippers, I see an obstacle keeping me from the hottest double dutch rudder of time, ain’t that right Dudebro!
[Flex!~]
Pete Whealdon:
ESEN is about to get the biggest star ever Daddy, and the coldest.
[Cut.]
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