Real Name: Yun-yu Lee
Nickname: The Face of the Faceless
Age: 25
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown (Uses contacts often)
Height: 5'4
Weight: 135
Alignment: Tweener
Nationality: Chinese
Born In: Beijing, China
Hometown: San Francisco, California
Entrance Music:
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Standard
Hentai
Ring Attire
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Without the jacket...
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Beach Wear
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Lingerie
Kink Wear
Casual
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Promotional Shots
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"The photoshoot that started it all."
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"A picture taken just one brief moment before disaster. Whoever came up with this pose needs to reimburse me for the mess it made of my back, then taken out over to a dumpster to be shot. They'll be right at home."
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"How do you like this one?"
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"A picture taken just one brief moment before disaster...For the guy who took it. The bigwigs decided to put aphrodisiacs into play for one of my tryout matches, and afterwards...They use some powerful stuff! The girl I fought let the dam loose in her shorts after a little bit of dry humping and was done after that. So...You see.
So I broke the guy's nose, kneed his balls into his throat, and sent him packing after taking this picture for myself. I figured it might help make those lonely nights a little easier to take. What do you think, Wuying?
Oh, you like? In that case, you'll enjoy this next one too."
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"Yeah, damn that guitar for being in the way." (She chuckles.) "Along with the thong that made it look like I wasn't wearing anything underneath it. What? You've seen what I've got enough times. Use your imagination for once! You might like what you come up with. And I might too. Maybe you'll get to have some revenge. Anyway, I've gotta go. ♩Do your best for me!♩"
A Look At Her Tryout Matches
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"That Falls Count Anywhere match. The blonde's an American guy named Ashley. He was a little young for my taste, only being nineteen years old, but he was still cute. And it helped that he was a crossdresser. I love that whole femboy thing. Femboys, chicks with dicks...I wonder if I'll ever get to meet any chaps with flaps. Grunts with cunts." (She chuckles.) "Just imagine that: A guy who's around six-five, built like a mountain of muscle, but when you pull down his trunks, he's got a vag there. Now that would be interesting.
The nun costume wasn't just for aesthetics. You can tell that he was raised in a home that had a rigid Bible-based structure, but he's trying to figure himself out since he doesn't fit that. The programming was still pretty thick in there, though.
Heh, speaking of thick...When it was over, I was glad that the match wasn't up to me. At the start of it, he was doing that "sex is evil, but I'm horny" thing that a lot of super religious types do, calling me a harlot, but being unable to tear his eyes away from my tits. Which, in his defense..."
(She whips off her top, revealing that there was no bra underneath it.) "Yeah. You don't mind if I let these babies breathe, do you? It's hot out there." (After a few seconds of stunned silence, she receives an affirmative answer.) "Cool. So anyway, we get to wrestling, and I already have my objective: It wasn't a Hentai match, but there weren't any disqualifications, so I could still fuck the guy. And when he realized that's what I was trying to do..." (She laughs) "He ran! No, that's not the funny part. He ran, but he never forfeited the match, so I had to chase him.
The guy made me chase him to the back, then tried to ambush me like it was a stealth assassin movie. He missed the first time -- tried to take me out with a clothesline after popping out of a corner. Or was it a lariat? What's the difference between the two? (It's explained to her.) "Oh, okay. He tried to take me out with a lariat after popping out of a corner. I knew it was coming because I could see his shadow. He took off before I could retaliate, and boy, was I pissed off at the end of it. He was fast, and I had to wear high heels because someone stole my other pair of boots.
But this time, there was no shadow to tell me where he was. So I'm looking around for the little shit, then the next thing I know, I'm being shoved face-first into a wall. That gave him the advantage for the next few minutes, but I refused to lose to a guy who couldn't even drink yet, especially like that, so once I saw an opening to hit him in the balls, I took it.
And then I pulled down his shorts right there on the stairs, and took him into my mouth. Made it wet, sloppy, and nasty. And just like that, he didn't have any fight left in him anymore. Didn't even wanna run; he was feeling all sorts of apologetic and unholy all of a sudden.
At the end of it, the cherry boy was wrapped up inside of my legs, tapping out because his well ran empty. I didn't think that was gonna count as a submission, but it did."
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"This jackass. Ugh." (She rolls her eyes)
"Things started off good. Really good. And then he started running his mouth off about Wuying. It was a Hentai match, but he turned me all the way off and made me knock him out instead. Wuying ended up having one hell of an afternoon, though."
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"♩JNikki, Nikki, Nikki, can't you see? Oh, how your kinks just hypnotized me!♩ She handcuffed me to the top rope from the outside, and..." (Shudders at the memory) "Yeah, I'm very happy with that loss."
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"Okay. Somebody's got a pregnancy fetish. That animal did fill me up four times back to back, but he didn't knock me up. He knocked out my ability to walk for a while, though. A good fight, and an even better unofficial Hentai continuation."
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"They gave us aphrodisiacs for this match. Bad move: Katja busted in her shorts before we really got started, and I had to take care of myself backstage after I beat up a creep who thought my private time was a photoshoot. Worst match of the bunch by far. Give me someone with some actual staying power next time."
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"Oh, this asshole." (She chuckles.) "He came in declaring that he was going to be beat me, and I was going to suck not only his dick, but the dicks of all the guys who tried out there in San Francisco. So I told him to put his money where his mouth is: If I beat him, then he eats me like it's the last pussy he'll ever see, then he has to go into that booth and suck the soul out of every guy that poked through those gloryholes. We shook on that."
"And I lost. Did he get a contract? No? In that case, then, I'll be honest: It was kinda...pretty hot. He even got in line for seconds, like I wouldn't remember what he was packing. Bastard. Just for that, I hate fucked him. Caught him when he tried to pull out of the hole and kept going until he couldn't take it anymore."
Yun-yu As a Teen
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Michelle is a pretty straight shooter. You'll never have to guess where you stand or what's on her mind. She does have a filter, but it's a light one that isn't always used. She's on the snarky side, opinionated, and holds most authority figures in disdain. Continuing on that note, she has a strong rebellious bent, being unafraid of challenging the status quo when she disagrees with it.
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Part 1 (WARNING: Contains details of child abuse)
Yun-yu Lee (and her younger brother, Bao) was raised in a very traditional household that was ran by successful, but cold, demanding, and abusive tiger parents: A father who was a lawyer and a mother who used to be a secretary before she left her career behind to be a full time mother. The siblings would be treated very differently:
Yun-yu was the one who didn't get along with their program well: She was an average student who struggled to achieve and maintain top grades. She didn't like the piano, wanting to play an electric guitar instead. She had a sporty, tomboyish streak. And even "worse", she had a habit of questioning her parents, which only grew stronger the older she got. And on top of all of that, she was a girl. So she got the lion's share of the maltreatment.
Bao was the complete opposite, being everything that an old school Chinese parent would want in their child: Unquestioningly obedient. Top marks not only in his class, but in the entire school. He'd excel in every extracurricular activity that he was signed up for. And when his parents determined his course in life, he set about that road without a fight.
Bao would receive heaps of praise and be lavished with gifts. He was the golden child -- the golden standard -- knew it, and wasn't afraid to lord that fact over his big sister, who grew to despise him.
Their parents would always compare her to him when they hammered away at her failures. Asked her why she would fail where he succeeded and how she could continue to fail when, as the elder sibling, she was supposed to be the example.
"Failure." "Useless." "Worthless." Words that would often be thrown at her. And along with the mental was the physical: Beatings, being forced to kneel on durian skins for extended periods of time, scalding her with hot water, even being locked out of her home in the middle of the winter, among other "incentives" given for her to succeed.
Oftentimes, her only reprieve in the home would be when her parents, their loveless union having been brought about by their own parents, would turn on each other. Moments that would always be cathartic to her.
In her teenage years, she would find more catharsis through violence in school, as she took to bullying academically successful students and getting into fights, fueled by the rage she sought to release. Seeing the downward spiral that their daughter was on, but remaining ignorant of the cause, they arranged for her to spend four months in a privately run behavioral rehabilitation camp.
It was much less a camp and more a prison. Constant military style drills. Bad hygiene standards. Mandatory "therapy". Terrible food. "Caretakers" (who were really former military guards) who would regularly commit abuses of her and other detainees for the slightest of reasons. Detainees would be manipulated into turning against each other, with incentives provided for spying on others and reporting any signs of rebellion.
Needless to say, it was a brutal experience. One that did nothing to correct her. Quite the opposite: She only grew angrier, developing a mistrust and hatred for authority. But she didn't show it, having seen what happens to those who did. Instead, she played the game. Forged alliances with other detainees to cover each other. Said everything the staff wanted to hear, did her best to placate them.
It worked. Eventually, the now eighteen year old Yun-yu would be considered "cured" and returned to her family. For the next few weeks, she played the part of the model child, cheating on tests in order to boost her grades in order to avoid her parents' so-called "discipline".
Yun-yu was the one who didn't get along with their program well: She was an average student who struggled to achieve and maintain top grades. She didn't like the piano, wanting to play an electric guitar instead. She had a sporty, tomboyish streak. And even "worse", she had a habit of questioning her parents, which only grew stronger the older she got. And on top of all of that, she was a girl. So she got the lion's share of the maltreatment.
Bao was the complete opposite, being everything that an old school Chinese parent would want in their child: Unquestioningly obedient. Top marks not only in his class, but in the entire school. He'd excel in every extracurricular activity that he was signed up for. And when his parents determined his course in life, he set about that road without a fight.
Bao would receive heaps of praise and be lavished with gifts. He was the golden child -- the golden standard -- knew it, and wasn't afraid to lord that fact over his big sister, who grew to despise him.
Their parents would always compare her to him when they hammered away at her failures. Asked her why she would fail where he succeeded and how she could continue to fail when, as the elder sibling, she was supposed to be the example.
"Failure." "Useless." "Worthless." Words that would often be thrown at her. And along with the mental was the physical: Beatings, being forced to kneel on durian skins for extended periods of time, scalding her with hot water, even being locked out of her home in the middle of the winter, among other "incentives" given for her to succeed.
Oftentimes, her only reprieve in the home would be when her parents, their loveless union having been brought about by their own parents, would turn on each other. Moments that would always be cathartic to her.
In her teenage years, she would find more catharsis through violence in school, as she took to bullying academically successful students and getting into fights, fueled by the rage she sought to release. Seeing the downward spiral that their daughter was on, but remaining ignorant of the cause, they arranged for her to spend four months in a privately run behavioral rehabilitation camp.
It was much less a camp and more a prison. Constant military style drills. Bad hygiene standards. Mandatory "therapy". Terrible food. "Caretakers" (who were really former military guards) who would regularly commit abuses of her and other detainees for the slightest of reasons. Detainees would be manipulated into turning against each other, with incentives provided for spying on others and reporting any signs of rebellion.
Needless to say, it was a brutal experience. One that did nothing to correct her. Quite the opposite: She only grew angrier, developing a mistrust and hatred for authority. But she didn't show it, having seen what happens to those who did. Instead, she played the game. Forged alliances with other detainees to cover each other. Said everything the staff wanted to hear, did her best to placate them.
It worked. Eventually, the now eighteen year old Yun-yu would be considered "cured" and returned to her family. For the next few weeks, she played the part of the model child, cheating on tests in order to boost her grades in order to avoid her parents' so-called "discipline".
Part 2 (WARNING: Gets political)
One night, she would sneak out of her home and run away to live with Jiahao Tian, a twenty year old man who used to be a student at her school. He was the closest friend she'd made at the camp, having been sent there after his parents discovered that he was gay. Jiahao would teach her how to play the instrument she'd always dreamed of having in her hands one day: The electric guitar.
He was looking to form a metal band with a few other friends, and after hearing her vocals and the passion she brought to a jam session, he decided that Faceless had its lead singer.
Faceless's mission statement was calling out all of society's darker, toxic aspects. Traditional tiger parenting and its effects, the rehabilitation camps that both Yun-yu and Jiahao were forced to go to, the various forms of misogyny present, homophobia, government-sanctioned censorship, and so on. Protesting and opening people's eyes to get them to fight for a freer, brighter future.
Although it was advancing, China was still very much a conservative society. And as such, Faceless would face opposition from its very onset. Even the name was controversial, a bold claiming of one of a grave insult: Having no face. That is to say, the cultural understanding of respect, honor, and social standing, to be laconic about the concept.
They would gather a devoted following amongst their primary target, the youth of the nation. It was a difficult going as they combatted the conservative element's attempts to shut them down, but they would eventually make it big, sparking discussion about the extensive subject matter covered in their songs. Yun-yu loved it. The band provided her an excellent way of striking back at the system and releasing all of the emotion that had built up inside of her. Each member had songs devoted to the issues that would bring them together, the performances of which would prove to be therapeutic.
Years later, the band would face the one controversy that would break them while they were on a tour through Japan: Yun-yu would do a photoshoot for Verdant, an adult magazine. A few of these pictures would see her wearing the traditional hanfu. It was worn properly, but the photos were shot near the Yasukini Shrine and Nogi Shrine, the historical backgrounds of which she was unaware of. Regardless of her ignorance, it was an act that "hurt the feelings of the Chinese people", and it led to a domestic boycott of Faceless. They would lose endorsements, have their online social media accounts removed, and have their music pulled from various platforms.
In order to save the others, who would apologize to the public, Yun-yu would leave the band and take responsibility in her own way: During an interview, she urged those angered by it to direct their hate at her and her only. Since her intention was simply to take pictures and nothing more, and certainly not to commit the treason she was accused of, she was entirely unapologetic, being angered herself at what she saw as a massive overreaction. She made sure to state that her bandmates had nothing to do with the photoshoot; that it was something she did solo.
After a few violent confrontations, Yun-yu would make the decision to leave the country, not only for her own sake, but also that of her bandmates.
He was looking to form a metal band with a few other friends, and after hearing her vocals and the passion she brought to a jam session, he decided that Faceless had its lead singer.
Faceless's mission statement was calling out all of society's darker, toxic aspects. Traditional tiger parenting and its effects, the rehabilitation camps that both Yun-yu and Jiahao were forced to go to, the various forms of misogyny present, homophobia, government-sanctioned censorship, and so on. Protesting and opening people's eyes to get them to fight for a freer, brighter future.
Although it was advancing, China was still very much a conservative society. And as such, Faceless would face opposition from its very onset. Even the name was controversial, a bold claiming of one of a grave insult: Having no face. That is to say, the cultural understanding of respect, honor, and social standing, to be laconic about the concept.
They would gather a devoted following amongst their primary target, the youth of the nation. It was a difficult going as they combatted the conservative element's attempts to shut them down, but they would eventually make it big, sparking discussion about the extensive subject matter covered in their songs. Yun-yu loved it. The band provided her an excellent way of striking back at the system and releasing all of the emotion that had built up inside of her. Each member had songs devoted to the issues that would bring them together, the performances of which would prove to be therapeutic.
Years later, the band would face the one controversy that would break them while they were on a tour through Japan: Yun-yu would do a photoshoot for Verdant, an adult magazine. A few of these pictures would see her wearing the traditional hanfu. It was worn properly, but the photos were shot near the Yasukini Shrine and Nogi Shrine, the historical backgrounds of which she was unaware of. Regardless of her ignorance, it was an act that "hurt the feelings of the Chinese people", and it led to a domestic boycott of Faceless. They would lose endorsements, have their online social media accounts removed, and have their music pulled from various platforms.
In order to save the others, who would apologize to the public, Yun-yu would leave the band and take responsibility in her own way: During an interview, she urged those angered by it to direct their hate at her and her only. Since her intention was simply to take pictures and nothing more, and certainly not to commit the treason she was accused of, she was entirely unapologetic, being angered herself at what she saw as a massive overreaction. She made sure to state that her bandmates had nothing to do with the photoshoot; that it was something she did solo.
After a few violent confrontations, Yun-yu would make the decision to leave the country, not only for her own sake, but also that of her bandmates.
Part 3
It wouldn't be long before Yun-yu found another line of work. She would return to Japan and get in touch with Wuying Fang, who was a famous professional wrestler in the nation. The two had met during Faceless's tour of Japan, hitting it off and having a few sexual encounters. At the time, he'd begun mentoring an Australian wrestler named Rita Riot, whose theme she would perform live during her entrance.
After catching a few shows, Yun-yu would be inspired to enter the world of professional wrestling, asking Wuying to train her as well. He would accept, and after a time, he would bring the two the LAW to test their mettle. Yun-yu would intend to go by Michelle Slash in the ring, the name being inspired by Michelle Yeoh and Slash, one of her favorite actresses and musicians, respectively.
Wuying had intended to wrestle as well, but would decide to stick mainly to mentorship and managerial roles instead of competing full time, as LAW bars male competitors from challenging for championships and denies them entry to most tournaments and other events.
After learning of this systematic misandry, Michelle would make it her mission to combat it.
After catching a few shows, Yun-yu would be inspired to enter the world of professional wrestling, asking Wuying to train her as well. He would accept, and after a time, he would bring the two the LAW to test their mettle. Yun-yu would intend to go by Michelle Slash in the ring, the name being inspired by Michelle Yeoh and Slash, one of her favorite actresses and musicians, respectively.
Wuying had intended to wrestle as well, but would decide to stick mainly to mentorship and managerial roles instead of competing full time, as LAW bars male competitors from challenging for championships and denies them entry to most tournaments and other events.
After learning of this systematic misandry, Michelle would make it her mission to combat it.
Strategy:
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Michelle utilizes a largely self-taught style that sees her performing her best take on famed relative Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do. She greatly prefers the stand up game, being first and foremost a striker who likes to go for the knockout. She possesses speed that can rival some Lightweights and goes with an aggressive approach, engaging in back and forth trades sometimes in the pursuit of an adrenaline rush and using smart defense and evasive maneuvers on other occasions.
With that said, she's not without her grappling knowledge, being taught by a man who has proficiency in several arts and forms: Wrestling (including catch as catch can, technical, and power wrestling), Sambo, Jiu Jitsu, and Aikido. She's no master of these, but she's developed enough skill for it to be serviceable.
When she feels an absolute need to pick up a win and the match isn't going her way, Michelle is liable to fight dirty.
With that said, she's not without her grappling knowledge, being taught by a man who has proficiency in several arts and forms: Wrestling (including catch as catch can, technical, and power wrestling), Sambo, Jiu Jitsu, and Aikido. She's no master of these, but she's developed enough skill for it to be serviceable.
When she feels an absolute need to pick up a win and the match isn't going her way, Michelle is liable to fight dirty.
Signature and Finishing Moves
Signature Moves
Slam Jam Tune-Up
Usually precedes the High Note Vice, and may be performed on an opponent running off of the ropes.
Dragon Uppercut
Dragon Cannon
Headlock Kick
Legbreaker
Can also be used as a counter.
Wild Arm Drag
Finishing Moves
Sweet Chin Music
High Note Vice
Critical Finishing Moves
Flying Dragon
Guitar Shot
Michelle's last-ditch effort when she has to win, but the match isn't going her way.
Suzi Hunter
Relationships
Friends
- Rita Riot
Family
Allies
Crushes
Rivals
Enemies
Lovers
- Wuying Fang (Friend With Benefits)
Mentor
- Wuying Fang
- Rita Riot
Family
Allies
Crushes
Rivals
Enemies
Lovers
- Wuying Fang (Friend With Benefits)
Mentor
- Wuying Fang
