Nickname: Puddin’ Belly, Carbzilla, Deep-Fried Dough-Belly
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Hair Color: brown with yellow highlights
Eye Color: green
Height: 5.3ft
Weight: "WHY THE HELL DO YOU NEED TO KNOW THAT! FUCK YOU, I'LL SHOVE YOU IN MY GUT THEN! YOU CAN MAKE OUT WITH IT IF YOU'RE SO INTERESTED IN IT! YOU'LL DO NOTHIN' BUT KISS IT AND LICK IT AN-"
Alignment: Jobber
Nationality: Party Animal
Sexuality: The closets person
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Attires:
Stats:
Strength: 2/5.
Speed 0/5.
Agility: 0/5.
Endurance: 5/5.
Charisma: 5/5.
Wrestling Stats:
Strikes: 1/5 – Drunk boxer
Submissions: 1/5 – Will sit on you and hope you tap out
Powerhouse: 2/5 – Drunk strength
Aerials: -5/5 – Can hardly walk let alone do dive moves
Counters: 3/5 – Sits on people
Fighting Style: Falling onto somebody over and over until it works
Tactics: Fall on someone until it works
Preferred Attacks: Loses too often to have proper moves
Signatures/spot moves:
Stinkface
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on apron
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Peach Squasher/Bitchmaker/Ass pancake special (Dry humping opponents ass)
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Personality: The overly friendly lard-belly will show her affection for people by giving them slobbery kisses, giving them noogies, rubbing their face into her gut, and pounding their ass with her hips in a friendly dog-like dry hump.
History: Frankie is probably the last person you would see in a wrestling ring. Sure maybe in the crowd, jugging their third beer of the night and yelling at a random cameraman about how their ass is fat or something, and that was effectively as close as she got to the squared circle, spending time enjoying the matches beer, whatever food they had, and just having a good time. That was until one night, a local wrestler made the horrible mistake of challenging anyone in the audience to try and beat their undefeated streak, and if they won they would get a contract! Frankie, half drunk and willing to fight, well, didn't do great, pretty much getting her ass handed to her, before having it taken away, then given to her again.
It would all go downhill when the wrestler attempted to finish things off with a powerbomb, and Frankie, hardly aware of where she was, simply bent forward. However, the wrestler overestimated if he could lift her, and along with Frankie leaning in, it lead to him not only falling but they would be squished under the massive Jelly-Belly of Frankie. With his arms pinned and the full weight of Frankie smothering them, all they could do is kick their legs as they suffocated under Puddin’ Belly, not only forced into the chubby Lard Muffin, but effectively trapped under them for a full five minutes, having passed out far beforehand, but the referee making the mistake of their leg twitching showing they were awake. Although they didn't get injured physically, or mentally they never could go back to the ring, not after the humiliation and trauma of being smooshed for so long under a horrid Hippo gut.
Frankie would then become a full-fledged wrestler. And...overall didn't win a lot, the girl putting very little effort into training, leading to her losing quite a lot. Nonetheless, the Filthy Fatty keeps trying regardless, and eventually, someone will be unlucky enough to be squashed into a pancake by her putrid pudgy gut.
Available for: Anything
Difficulty- 1/5
Record: 0-0-0
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