The Order

[CraigTheCylon]

THE ORDER

Team Name: The Order
Team Members: Sister Grendel, The Shard
Combined Weight: 427lbs average (see individual bios)

Accolades/Accomplishments: 0

Alignment: Heel
Allies (if any): Magdalena Waechter
Rivals (if any): TBD
Dynamic (are they good friends? Reluctant allies? Mentor and student?): Uneven keeper-animal/master-servant bond. Grendel directs the Shard as best she can, since the Shard has either a primitive mind, or one that's so far beyond our understanding nobody can make sense of his motives. Fortunately they have a basic tag setup that works; Shard absorbs punishment harmlessly and tears through all opposition practically solo, then Grendel swoops in to handle the rote, boring stuff like pinfalls.

Team Strengths (2 or more):
+ Blood from a Stone: Neither half of this team is a quitter. Between native supernatural resilience and the stubborn refusal to show weakness before her superiors, you won't find a duo more resistant to submission, or more capable of continuing onwards despite grievous wounds, than this.
+ Friends in Low Places: The Order is more than just these two. Even if their own might isn't enough to win, they can nearly always rely on aid from Magdalena Waechter or some other invested party.
Team Weaknesses (1 or more):
- Also the Shard: OP or otherwise, Shard is his own worst enemy. He seems to forget an opponent as soon as they leave his sight - problematic in team matches to say the least - and only a loose understanding of how wrestling works. He never goes for pins and often refuses to be tagged in or out.
Preferred Match Type(s): Cage. It's pretty easy to win these when one half of the team is limber enough to crawl through small holes, and the other half is very good at tearing holes in chickenwire with his bare hands.
Least Favourite Match Type(s): Ladder, of course. The Shard barely understands normal wrestling, imagine trying to explain to him that he has to go pull some belts down from a hook above the ring. That barely makes sense to normal people.

Team Finishers (max. 2):
+ The Dark Below (Shard raises an opponent onto his shoulders Electric Chair style, staying close enough to his team's corner that Grendel can climb the turnbuckle and leap into a Meteora to the back of the opponent's head just as Shard throws them down. Shard may follow up with a double axe-handle to the opponent's head afterward if he thinks he saw them twitch.)
Team/Tandem Moves:
+ Splinter of the Mind's Eye (Grendel uses a Catapult throw on a grounded opponent to slingshot them toward the Shard, who reacts by headbutting them in mid-air.)
+ The Wheel of Fate (Shard trips up Grendel and proceeds to Giant Swing his own partner, spinning close to his opponents and essentially using Grendel as a club to knock them down.)
+ Doom Spiral (Super Frankensteiner from Grendel drops the opponent onto Shard's shoulders, so he Powerbombs them on the way down.)

Biography (extended background on team formation):
The Order of the Wilting Rose has a history dating back centuries, though its influence was not felt outside of mainland Europe until its current leader, Magdalena Waechter, began to appear on the wrestling circuit, seemingly intent to use the sport as a medium for her message of self-punishment and hatred. Despite repeated calls for government and police sanctions against the cult, the Order's home fortress in Dettelbach remains active to this day, and their influence only grows more potently noxious.

While Magdalena remains the heart and voice of the Order, she cannot be everywhere at once, and has a tendency to attract more opposition than she can spare the time to put down. Thus the Order has expanded its active presence in UKWF, combining Magdalena's most devout student with an abomination composed of violated flesh and the essence of an enraged deity.

Face them, and you shall surely perish.

[CraigTheCylon]

SISTER GRENDEL

Wrestler Name: Grendel Oberrung
Ring Name: Sister Grendel
Nickname(s): Magdalena's Pupil; the Scion of the End Times
Gender: Female
Picbase: Saoirse Ronan
D. O. B.: July 27th, 1994
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 127lbs

Years Pro: 0
Accolades/Accomplishments: 0

Hometown: Dettelbach, Bavaria

Personality (a brief description of your wrestler as a person and an athlete):
Grendel is the most well-regarded acolyte amongst the Order of the Wilting Rose, and a personal liaison to Canoness Magdalena Waechter since shortly after her leader's first foreign venture. She holds Magdalena's word sacred, perhaps even above that of the Nameless One, and will do anything her superior asks of her, no matter how dangerous. Such affection does not extend to other members of the Order, whom Grendel tends to view as a form of internal competition, never acting openly disrespectful but displaying the stiff politeness of someone only tolerating their surroundings under duress. Against her foes within the ring and without, Grendel plays the 'Scrappy-Doo' role of this nefarious gang; she talks big and acts brave, but remains the Order's physical weak link and often fails to heed this. Though she suffers more openly - and loudly - than her superior, she has shades of the same pain tolerance, and when she happens to be the one with the upper hand, she aims to exceed her mistress on the sadism front.
Alignment: Heel

Wrestling Style: Hardcore brawler, with daredevil high-flying sprinkled in.
Singles Finisher(s) (1 + desperation finisher):
+ Mord und Totschlag ('Blood and Thunder': Swan Dive headbutt from the top.)
Singles Signature Moves (2):
+ Breaker of Will (Grendel crosses a downed opponent's legs over her knee and turns them over as if going for a Scorpion Cross Lock, but instead of underhooking both arms she leans forward to apply a Crossface instead. Submission hold.)
+ Cry Havoc (Running flipping Senton to opponent seated in corner, just like Magdalena does.)
Moveset:
+ Front Dropkick
+ Enziguri
+ Kobashi Spirit Chops
+ Running Senton Splash
+ Low Blow (ideally when ref is looking elsewhere)
+ Chop Block
+ Springboard Cross Body
+ Reverse DDT
+ Baseball Slide
+ Missile Dropkick
+ Super Frankensteiner
+ La Magistral

Biography (extended background on your character):
The story of Grendel Oberrung mirrors that of many other Sisters of the Wilting Rose: tithed to the Order before her birth through an unspeakable pact, she was taken from her parents before she was even a year old and raised under the cold, cruel gaze of the Sisters Superior until espousing the nihilistic ethos of the Order with every word and deed became second nature. For years, Grendel was simply one of the pack, not disappointing but not standing out from her peers in training. That would change with Magdalena Waechter's ascension to Canoness; from the day that Waechter delivered her first speech to the middle-years students, Grendel redoubled her efforts, spurred on by her unbidden feelings of lust toward the older woman. This proved successful, as Grendel was among the 'honour guard' that accompanied Waechter overseas to the United States, where her campaign of destruction began in Girl Power Wrestling.

While many memories of that time bring a smile to Grendel's face - like when her superior went to no little cost to free her from the corrupt justice system, or those fleeting occasions she was permitted to lay with the Canoness in mutual, silent contemplation - they ended on the most bitter of notes, with Magdalena's apparent death sending shockwaves through the Order. Grendel was forced to arrange the funeral details for the woman she loved, before abandoning the Order's Florida chapel and returning home.

Sometime later, Magdalena was mysteriously resurrected. Grendel could hardly believe it, though from afar she could see something was wrong, as her beloved Canoness associated with all-too-human devils, serving as a lapdog to vainglorious fools she would surely rend limb from limb if she had the chance. Cautious, Grendel chose to keep the Order away, despite the protests of younger Sisters, until Magdalena at last broke her shackles, split away from the accursed New Management, and reached out to the Order once more.

With Magdalena's enemies threatening to swamp her, Grendel has dutifully stepped forth onto the UKWF battlefield as her superior's shield. Of course, she did not do so alone, and spending so much time in the presence of her enigmatic 'partner' makes her constantly edgy, but for the Canoness Aeternum, she will endure...

~+~

THE SHARD

Wrestler Name: (information missing)
Ring Name: The Shard
Nickname(s): Fracture of Fear; the Living Death that Walks; Tall, Dark and Facially Challenged
Gender: Male (previously)
Picbase: Prometheus from Arrow
D. O. B.: (information missing)
Height: 6'11"
Weight: 285 - 311lbs (varies according to lunar cycle) (citation needed)

Years Pro: 0
Accolades/Accomplishments: Is ostensibly a God among men. That's fairly impressive? A bit?

Hometown: A Land Before Time And Light

Personality (a brief description of your wrestler as a person and an athlete):
The Shard is neither a 'person' nor an 'athlete'. All behavioural assumptions based on those two ideas should be rejected up front to achieve a better understanding of this subject. The Shard is both more and less than human; a mute savage led around by the nose, who nevertheless looks down on others as if they were but ants beneath his boots. Still freshly awoken to this world, he demonstrates a moth-like attraction to anything new and unusual, typically ending with him breaking the object of his attention in what could be a fit of childlike possessiveness. An extreme form of tunnel vision limits the Shard's perceptions, and he will completely forget any opponent that slips out of sight, but be warned that any attempt to damage his body - successful or not - will not go unanswered.
Alignment: Heel

Wrestling Style: Imagine if Brock Lesnar and Jason Voorhees somehow made a baby. Now imagine something like that, but worse. Brute-force powerhouse that alternates movement between slow-paced walking and sudden bursts of speed that can outpace anyone else in the ring.
Singles Finisher(s) (1 + desperation finisher):
+ An Empty Vessel (Shard lifts opponent slightly off their feet with a one-handed choke, draws back his free hand, then slams the heel of his palm against their chest, dead center. Pun intended.)
+ Ragdoll Physics (Less a desperation finisher, more a 'congratulations, you've made him angry' finisher. Taking hold of an opponent's leg at the calf and ankle, Shard will turn quickly while raising the leg over his shoulder, and use both his momentum and raw strength to throw the opponent overhead and face-first to the mat. Without waiting for them to stand up, he repeats the motion, this time making them land on their back. And it repeats, and repeats, and repeats ad infinitum until Shard is satisfied or the referee steps in.)
Singles Signature Moves (2):
+ Tower of Babel (Alabama Slam variant - with the opponent held over his back, Shard will march to the nearest corner before slamming the opponent directly into the post.)
+ The Fall (Lifts opponent with a single-handed military press, and drops them into a rising knee to the solar plexus.)
Moveset:
+ Big Boot
+ Bionic Elbow
+ Back Toss
+ Stalling Vertical Suplex
+ Full Nelson Slam
+ Running Powerslam
+ Rope Flip Topé
+ Spinebuster (typical counter against diving opponents)
+ Deadlift Gutwrench Suplex
+ Grounded Curb Stomp
+ Diving Clothesline
+ Superplex to outside (w/ instant no-sell recovery)

Biography (extended background on your character):
According to the ranting and raving of Magdalena Waechter, long before the gods of decadent human civilisation took form, there was but one living thing in the universe, a Nameless One who crafted the planets and the stars as we might assemble and arrange furniture for a spare room. Content with its peaceful isolation, the Nameless One spent untold millions of years perfecting the great cosmos around him, until he was surprisingly confronted by another entity - smaller, less majestic but clearly intelligent. The Nameless One did not know what to make of this stranger, or even what to call it, but the name would grow clear in the years to follow, as he was struck down, his essence buried deep under the soil and earth he had once toiled over...the deceiver.

Magdalena claims to have met, and possibly conversed with, the Nameless One over her time spent with the Order of the Wilting Rose; even to this day, the great wounded beast rests fitfully under all our feet, forever shrieking in rage and agony at the injustice of its surroundings. It would be best left there, rather than have to look at the world of today, with its bleached bones poking through the rot of its tissue, and colonized by vermin crafted in the image of the deceiver.

We should have let it sleep.

But a determined Magdalena Waechter knows no boundaries of sanity, and through unspeakable ceremonies, some twisted fractal, some...shard of the Nameless One has been cut loose and forced within a human host. Bound tightly within thrice-sanctified protective gear to curtail its mutations, some would still choose to believe that this story bears no truth, and that the Order have simply found a tall bouncer to reinforce their ranks. Perhaps you will believe that, too. Especially when faced with the alternative - that the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?