Tom Singer
Real Name: Tom Davies
Wrestling Name: Tom Singer
Nickname: The Rockstar
Weight: 195lbs
Height: 5ft8"
Age: 24
Hometown: Hollywood, California
Class (Face/Tweener/Heel): Face (full blown face ala Rey)
Gimmick: Brother in law of Mat Jones (wife's brother), Mat has been forced to take him under his wing by his wife, Tom tries to suck up to the crowd but is often told off by Mat
Appearance (If you can, include a picture for each)-
-Ring Attire: Miz's old shit
-Entrance Attire: Miz's old shit with matching jacket that has a guitar on the back
-Hair Color: Black with blonde tips
-Hair Style: Spikey
-Hair Length: Short
-Tattoo: Guitar on his back
Personality: Very nice guy
Entrance Music: Paul London & Brian Kendrick's old one
Entrance Details: Sprints out into the ring, jumps onto to second ropes and puts his arms up. Gets down and runs around the ring.
Finishing Move 1: The Vocal Solo (Belly to back suplex into inverted RKO)
Finishing Move 2: Encore (Super Kick (used as a desperation move))
Trademark Move: Spinning headlock sitout lariat
Submission Move: Triangle Choke
Highflying Move: Shooting Star Press (used as 3rd finisher)
Five - eight common moves:
Bulldog
Hurricanrana
Tornado DDT
Multiple Kicks to the body
Standing Moonsault
Leg Lariat
Taunts: Both arms up.
Movesets: Evan Bourne, Bryan Danielson
Match Tactics (Clean/Dirty): Clean
Match Style (Select three):
High flyer
Mat wrestler
Striker
Weapon of Choice: His feet
Specialty Match: Ladder match
Sample RP: Tom Singer is sat in the changing rooms listening to his music and tapping his feet. He seems in his own little world until Mat Jones arrives.
Mat: Hey Tom, I have been ordered by her majesty, my wife, to take care of you as you try to make your name in the IWF.
Tom Singer looking puzzled turns off his music and stands up.
Tom: She always was awkward, I don’t understand this, you have had one match more than me but she thinks I need you to look after me.
Mat: I have mad and impact here already and she wants me to show you how to do that. So get your arse out there and sell yourself to the crowd!
Tom puts on his jacket.
Tom: Okay, I’ll see you later bruv.
Mat: Don’t call me that!
Tom walks off anyway. He walks through the curtain to the IWF Universe. Tom grabs a mic and starts to speak to the crowd.
Tom: Ladies and gentlemen, I am the Rockstar Tom Singer.
A small section of the crowd cheers.
Tom: I have been summoned out here by my apparent superior to make an impact, so here I am. I wasn’t really too sure what to say when I approached the curtain but now is the complete opposite. I’d like to tell you that I have not come here to fill the gap that my brother in law, Mat Jones left in the dark matches, I am here to win. I hope you can all see my passion for this sport, I wouldn’t be here otherwise and I look forward to entertaining each and every one of you, week in, week out.
Mat Jones walks out.
Mat: Well Tom, you have just proved that you aren’t going to be much of a success around here, it’s a shame I had a glimmer of hope that you may actually be good.
Tom: Hey...
Mat: Just walk back with me to prevent further embarrassment.
No manager.