Name : Blake Belmont
Alias: Shadowcat, The Ebon Huntress, Night Stalker,
Sex: F
Age: 20
Eyes: Amber Gold
Hair: Ebon Black
Height: 5’09”
Weight: 134
Nationality: ???
*Special thanks to 3ho for allowing usage of FC*
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Entrance Music - New Way Out
Strategy and Style – A fearless aerial acrobat and technical grappler, Blake puts on fantastic displays in the form of daring aerial assaults and incapacitating submissions in between her own brand of apathetic and lackadaisical trash talking. Nowhere inside the four corners of the ring is safe from Blake’s reach, so long as there is a rope or post to leap off of, you bet she will make full use of her catlike agility and arsenal of aerial attacks meant entirely towards taking them off their feet. Where she maliciously applies joint manipulation through cranked backed limbs to wear down the muscle fibers and make them all the more susceptible to the plethora of her excruciating, stifling, air smothering submissions. Watching her go to work can be a sight to behold, a masterclass of staying on top of an opponent and giving them no time to breathe.
Preferred Matches – Standard, Submission, Sensual, Collar Match, Hardcore, NO DQ, Cage Matches.
Endurance:★★★
Strength:★★★
Speed:★★★★
Defense:★★★
Technique:★★★★
Strikes: ★★★
Submissions: ★★★★
Powerhouse: ★★
Aerial: ★★★★
Counters: ★★★★
Favored Moves : Moonsaults, Frankensteiners, Corkscrew Splash, Hurricanrana, Meteora, Springboard Bulldog, Missile Dropkick, Tornado DDT, Suicide Dive, Somersault Body Splashes, Monkey Flip, Head and Leg Scissors, Flying Armbar, Fujiwara Armbar, Sitting Armlock, Ankle Lock, Sleeper-holds, Grounded or Body Scissored, Chickenwing Crossface, Arm Trap Crossface, Triangle Choke, Stretch Muffler, Camel Clutch.
Signature Moves :
1) The Chariot - Taking to the sky having always come naturally to Blake, once an adversary is sprawled out in the middle of the ring she'll make for the nearest set of adjacent ropes and smoothly leap upon the top rope. Balanced there precariously for a split second before vaulting herself backwards to come splashing down upon their midsection for a Springboard Moonsault.
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1) The High Priestess - Blake taking the time to sprint across the ring passed a disoriented opponent with some nimble steps having the Shadowcat scramble up the tethered ropes for a brief balancing act showcasing her spry agility. Vaulting backwards towards her adversary and snatching their neck in midair for her attempted UFO Cutter finisher.
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Wrestling Attire:
Other Wrestling Attire Pics~….
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Personality: Blake isn't exactly what someone would classify as a "social butterfly". Many find her to be rather strange and even a tad eccentric given her predilection towards solitude and seclusion. Blake known for scarcely speaking unless spoken to as she quietly goes about doing her own thing without calling much attention to herself. Blake having a particular sympathy towards those deeming themselves lost causes and becoming rather impassioned whenever she feels she's fighting for an honorable cause. Stone faced and taciturn, she has a tendency to either intimidate or creep people out who are unacquainted with her. However, for those who make the time to weave through her barriers, you’ll discover that she has an enthralling, charming, and daresay bewitching charisma to her. Knowledgeable with an aura of mystique and compulsion towards snide critiquing that can make her appear condescending, her beguiling beauty and cordial demeanor shines through regardless with a tendency to always land on her feet.
Past/History: Lost within the labyrinthine aisles of her local public library, one could find a juvenile Blake seated upon a bean bag with her nose nestled comfortably between the pages of one of her favorite books. The introverted bookworm being captivated by the engrossing worlds and colorful characters there within from a young age and becoming a regular fixture at the library to the point where her first piece of identification was a library card. The serene seclusion within those hallways being the preferred method of escaping her chaotic home life...although there were times where she admitted that it barely met the defining qualifications of a "home". An orphanage where caretakers oversaw the health and well-being of her self alongside the twenty nine other children who had free reign of the facility and whose rambunctious ways earned them the undivided attention of their government appointed guardians. However a demure and polite child such as herself knew better than to place any blame upon those burdened with such a daunting responsibility, instead opting to bury her feelings and patiently bide her time until she would become old enough to care for herself in complete autonomy.
Unfortunately, the true beginning of Blake's story is lost to time and the cruelty of fate as the ebon-haired young one was abandoned as an infant upon the steps of this very orphanage. Tucked into a basket with nothing more than the warmth of bed sheets, a black ribbon tied upon her head, and a hand-written letter sharing only deep condolences and the little girl's name. As a child, occasionally faint memories would startle Blake into reminiscing of whom she presumed were her parents. A barrel chested man and dark-haired woman whose blissful smiles were the defining and solitary details upon their faces. Obsessing upon their identities being a fools errand in Blake's eyes...although in retrospect she would begrudgingly admit that her questioned parentage could have been the impetus for her fascination with fortune telling, divination's and with Tarot card readings. A talented trait of hers which unfortunately only served to isolate her further from the other children who already regarded Blake as mysterious and unsociable. Characteristics which unsettled any prospective guardians...except for a demure and bespectacled woman whom Blake recognized as the librarian she's spent most of her days with. Blake being dumbfounded and astonished by all of this, but taking her opened hand all the same. The elderly librarian and her husband inviting Blake into their home having never had any children themselves, but welcomed the shy child with open arms and the type of warmth Blake which she took a few years to become accustomed to.
Years which encompassed being raised with core moral values, the steadfast tutelage of her compassionate caregivers, and being taught self-defense alongside grappling techniques by her Father. A retired martial artist who knew that the hardships which Blake endured at an early age and subsequent repressed emotions were yearning to be released through an appropriate and healthy outlet. In an inexplicable turn of events, at least in Blake eyes, she embraced the discipline seamlessly and even became somewhat enthralled by the frenetic exhilaration of it's mainstream counterpart. Underground fighting pits becoming a routine haunt once she deemed herself capable enough to partake in them, shedding her own blood alongside her adversaries in a ritual undertaking that birthed a fighting spirit never before seen within her. Alongside this newfound passion, Blake's studious nature and straight A's throughout high-school ensured she would be enrolled within a prestigious university. Except within the eyes of conceited admission faculty, that is. Her questionable upbringing being deemed unbecoming of any prospective students within their hallowed halls. Although this misfortune was compounded by her parent's modest income, it provoked Blake enough to stop becoming a victim of fate and take matters into her own hand. Aware of the exorbitant paychecks of wrestlers within the mecca of the profession, she yearns to make her name known within the wrestling world and open doors she herself she'd never dreamed about as a child. Whether she continues on with her wrestling career or seek a university enrollment, it'll be her choice...and no one else's.
Likes:
- Romance Novels
- Herbal Tea
- Her Three Cats
- Fish Fillet
- Moonlit Walks
Dislikes:
- Dogs
- Social Media
- Heavy Metal
- Being Pranked
- Pickles
Fun Facts:
1) Blake likes to do most of her deepest thinking in a nice, sequestered bubble bath. If she is ever feeling agitated or personally vexed by a problem, she normally makes time for a good soak.
2) Blake's rebellious early teenage years were once a time of great contention and simmering tempers within her household. Once having even taken her Father’s car for a joyride without her driver’s license, although making amends with her parents afterward with profuse apologies. It's still something her Father brings up to this day in casual conversations to her embarrassed irritation...
3) Blake drives a motorcycle around Japan, finding it far more convenient than a car or public transportation. Except it wasn't always this convenient. Her bike was gifted to her at the age of eighteen by her Father, but it was a dire wreck in need of extensive repairs. Only promising to allow her to drive it if she puts the effort in fixing it. A year long task that was well worth the taxing effort.
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5) If Blake was a Pokemon, she would be...
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Umbreon~...
Record
Wins: 0
Losses: 0
Draws: 0
Timeline:
1)Hunter’s Moon: Blake Belmont vs. Zane Lambert - Blake's debut in a lavish Halloween party rife with snobbish corporate executives against an obnoxious Twitch streamer. She probably should have just become a mechanic...
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Wins: 0
Losses: 0
Draws: 0
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