Age: 22
Height: 5’2
Weight: 106 lbs
Alignment: heel
Fighting Style:
Stats:
Strength: [ * * ]
The Silver Destructor is a lightweight, and while still athletic, she definitely isn't a bodybuilder, and will fold against larger opponents relatively easily on her own.
Endurance: [ * * * ]
Surprisingly sturdy for a lightweight, the Silver Destructor nonetheless is hardly the most durable fighter in the world.
Speed: [ * * * * * ]
To make up for not fitting the traditional feel of a heel, Silver is a quick, agile fighter who is not afraid to use her body as a projectile against opponents, making the best of her lightweight body.
Defense: [ * * * ]
She can block, reverse, and avoid strikes relatively well, but only when using her speed and agility to make up for her small size.
Hentai: [ * * * * * ]
Woe betide any equally sized foe who faces her in these conditions...
History: Young, dumb, and broke, Heather Thomas was always a troublemaker even if she was bright, the only thing keeping her from worse punishments for her rough and tumble behavior was her excellent grades, and later on, her athletic qualities. Earning a few medals for her track and field team, she was quite the local darling before an injury at her final game made her reconsider her path. Something changed in her at the age of 18 however. Whether it was a sudden burst of sexuality or a bitter distaste for her sudden fall from grace, she would start training at a wrestling school run by an infamous old heel, developing a reputation as a rather vicious if pint sized bully, only nominally kept in check by the instructor herself. Indeed, it seemed as if her more aggressive tendencies in the ring and out of it were openly encouraged by said instructor, slowly but surely molding her into the Silver Destructor. By the time her time was complete, no other rookies at the school could hope to match her, either in the ring itself or when trying to out-charisma the otherwise tiny package. Donning a silver contact lens, a new outfit, and a killer mentality, the Silver Destructor was born.
Personality: a thin veneer of professionalism hides a wicked demeanor all about humiliating, beating down, and breaking her opponents in an effort to rise to the top, or so it seems. There’s no depravity the wicked lightweight wouldn’t go to if it meant giving her the edge over her opponent, doubly so if it meant having a wrestler at her mercy in more ways than one, much like her instructor trained her. In spite of this however, her own cruelty has long surpassed any desire for belts or championships. The pure joy of beating down a wrestler into a subject for her, forced to do whatever depraved idea she sets her mind to, and then doing this to as much of a roster as possible, has completely dominated any other goals, her instructor's lessons only further serving to feed this mind. The Women of LAW were all going to be hers, in one way or another...
The Silver Destructor Herself
* Mass Destruction: A simple jump off of the top ropes with an incredibly mean spirited attempt to land her feet right on an opponent's face or groin, depending on circumstance
* Sweet Dreams: A variation of the Sweet Chin Music, the SIlver Destructor proceeds to roundhouse kick their opponent right in the chin, hopefully ending the fight right then and there if used properly.
