Name: "The Midnight Panther," Austin Felix
Age: 26
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue, colored panther-eye yellow via contact lenses in-ring
Height: 6'1"/185cm
Weight: 180lbs/82kg
Entrance music: "Nothin' But a Good Time," by Poison
Alignment: Face
Birthplace: Florida, USA
Fighting Style: Grappler
Division: Young Lions
Preferred Matchups: MvF
Hentai Matches: Primarily!
Outfits
Ring Outfit
Older Vers.
* "Total Blackout": After climbing to the top turnbuckle, Austin channels his inner panther, leaping off in a blur of black to deliver a mean flying hurricanrana to his opponent, stunning her with a head-slam on the mat for pinfall, a headscissor--or worse!
* "Panther's Prey" -- (Hentai Match Submission Move) Austin drags his prey, stunned, to the corner before setting her ragdolled body up in the Tree of Woe with the victim's head resting against the middle turnbuckle. Austin then throws his own legs over the middle ropes on either side of his opponent's head before pressing and grinding his manhood against her face as he leans forward to trap the opponent against the turnbuckles in an upright 69. Austin, ever the panther, uses his tongue to finish off his prey after dragging her up a tree.
* "Die Tired" -- Austin sends his opponent running to the far ropes. As the opponent rebounds back towards him, Austin lunges towards her and slams her to the mat with a leaping lariat. He lays on top of his prey until the ref counts to three, enjoying the thrill of another successful kill.
Personality: Austin is generally quiet, but confident in himself. Don't mistake his silence for weakness, though. That isn't fear in his eye--it's hunger. He'll never stop hunting for the top spot in LAW, but he's not cruel, either. The panther kills because it must, not because of cruelty. And much like the panther that saved him, Austin can't stand the heels who take advantage of others. If necessary, he'll be the hunter who kills the crocodile.
History:
Austin Felix grew up going with his dad out into the Florida Everglades, where he learned about wildlife management. By the time he turned 10, there wasn't an animal or plant in the wetlands he couldn't identify.
One evening, however, he was out with his dad in the swamp after dark when an American crocodile rocked the boat. Austin fell out, landing on the banks of a muddy island with trees blocking the moonlight above. The crocodile lunged at Austin, but a blur of black dropped from the canopy above and landed on the crocodile. Not daring to believe his own eyes, Austin watched as the black shape--a Florida panther--took the crocodile by the neck and dragged it off. A moment later, all was still again as the silence of the night returned.
That night was the most formative of Austin's entire life.
Reinforced by this event, Austin wanted to become a wildlife expert like his dad more than ever, and so as the years rolled by he began following in his old man's footsteps. When he reached senior year of college, he was fully prepared to graduate and go off to spend the rest of his life patrolling the Glades. He had spent most of his life around dangerous wildlife--even learned how to single-handedly subdue an alligator with his bare hands!--and his future was laid out in front of him.
Until, one day, a female friend from one of his classes asked Austin to fill in at a local indie wrestling event in a fight against her. Austin was hesitant--he'd never tried wrestling people before--but the girl assured him that, if he could fight a crocodile, he could fight her. So, he agreed.
The real shock happened when he finally entered the ring and heard the match announce: it was a HENTAI match!
Austin's eyes went wide, and his face red with embarrassment, as his classmate smirked at him from across the ring, ESPECIALLY as the rules were read out. He wasn't sure he could go through with this, and was about to forfeit, when the bell suddenly rang and his opponent charged at him.
And then, somewhere inside Austin, a switch flipped. Muscle memory took over. His opponent didn't stand a chance, and Austin didn't even lose a single article of clothing.
And most surprising of all? After the match finished, he realized: he had enjoyed it.
He quickly signed up to that same indie group and began traveling around for fights for the rest of his college career. After graduation, he signed with a larger indie group that toured then entire North American Continent, where he spent four years honing his skills and absorbing valuable experience. He wasn't the best on the circuit, but he was solid, and he won more than he lost.
One morning while he trained at the gym, a LAW talent scout approached him. She explained that she had seen him wrestle five or six times now, and that she believed he had what it takes. So when she offered Austin a contract with LAW--the most illustrious wrestling organization with the exact kind of fights he specialized in--he never hesitated.
"Just one thing," the scout said before leaving. "You need an in-ring persona. Trust me."
Austin thought about it for all of two seconds as his memory of that night so many years ago ran through his head.
The Midnight Panther was coming to LAW.
And he would go for the kill.