mephistopheles
"If you think everything you do is free, then you're the joke here"
Alias:Mephistopheles, the violet demon, The Prince of Hell, Satan's right-hand man and Der Mann ohne TräumeTrue Name: Fausto Jäkel
Sex: Male
Age: 31
Eyes: Turquoise (Purple with her contact lenses)
Hair: Violet
Height: 188 cm
Weight: 78 kg
Nationality: Germain
Sexuality: Straight in front of the cameras but gay in real life
Alignment: True Heel (or Heel's Hunter)
Entrance music:
Spoiler
Strategy: He will annoy and humiliate his opponent if he is a heel, with his knowledge of human thought, digging into the minds of his opponents and playing with them, exposing them to the public, accompanied by painful submissions And tricks to demonstrate how insignificant they are.
If he fights a face, he will play fair, He has nothing personal against them
Style: Catch wrestling
Type: Submission specialist
Preferred Attacks: kicks, grabs and Use all kinds of tricks against heels
Preferred Matches: Standard, but it works fine with any other type of match.
Attitude Towards Hentai: “If it is necessary to humiliate one of those “villains,” I will gladly do so."
Endurance: 5/5
The reason they're still standing is very simple: the heels hit really hard, and if you want to beat them, you have to take those hits
Strength: 3/5
Average for the standard, it was never his focus.
Speed: 5/5
Its best feature, more agile and faster than any other
Defense: 3/5
He knows how to counter and dodge, but that's all.
Technique: 4/5
It's not the best, but it's not bad either. Once it grabs you, it won't let go
Strikes: 4/5
The demon knows how to strike with precision, using his lethal kicks, and his arms are no slouch either
Submissions: 5/5
His best feature by far, he knows how torture the other wresters with these
Powerhouse: 3/5
He knows how to do techniques like a German suplex, but not much else
Aerial: 4/5
Despite its enormous size, attacking from the air is no problem for he
Counters: 3/5
Nothing out of the ordinary, he knows enough and that's it
Favored moves:
Welcome to hell
Schneiden
Taking you off your throne
The faustian pact
Last trick
Appearance:
Casual
Ring gear
Hentai Outfit
Formal
Happy birthday
He's not that bad... unless you're a heel
In real life, Fausto is a man who, on the surface, appears to be fed up with the world, speaking in an emotionless voice with a strong German accent, who has no hope for his future and tends to have a very self-destructive sense of humor. While all of this is true and stems from his failed attempts to achieve his dreams and the loss of them, deep down he is a kind-hearted person who cares about others, supporting and protecting his friends. He is also a Christian who prays every day, even for the people he hates, and as a therapist, he tries to help everyone who needs him.
In the ring, his alter ego takes over, coming across as an annoying, taunting figure with a lively, wild voice and disrespectful behavior worthy of a clown, who delivers his classic circus jokes with an added edge of malice. Although she is reserved for ring antagonists, as the fight with one of them progresses, she will gradually reveal her more macabre side against them, using more painful attacks and more precise mind games when it comes to manipulating her opponent’s psyche, no matter who the heel is: whether a spoiled daddy’s or mommy’s children, a brute monster heel, a cowardly opportunist who harasses others backstage, a sex-addicted dominatrix, or a victim-playing heel trying to justify their actions. Anyone who is a villain in the ring will face the consequences if they think they can get away with it.
All of this is topped off with promos where he speaks his mind and heart. promos that, according to some, are capable of ruining a heel’s career if they don’t turn face quickly.While it all sounds incredible, the truth is that Fausto still hates his villainous alter ego and he feels primarily responsible for failing to achieve his life's goal. Even though it’s more tolerable now that he attacks the heels and doesn’t bother the face wrestlers, he still feels like the villain and that he’s not his true self in the ring. But he has to do it, even if he doesn’t like it, not only to put a stop to the other heels but also to do whatever it takes to reclaim his dream.
Past/History:
Who doesn’t want to be a hero in the ring? To be cheered on by the fans, to defeat the villain who had the championship title all to himself, to save your teammates from a multiple attack so they can win the match, to send encouraging messages to young people, and so on. Well, that was the dream of a young Fausto, who from a young age watched all kinds of wrestling: American, Japanese, Mexican, British, etc., and was always fascinated by watching the “faces” fight; he would cry every time he saw them lose unfairly and celebrate every time they won. That’s why, from an early age, he always tried to be like his idols: getting into fights to protect those who couldn’t defend themselves from bullies, promising never to cheat in school or in sports so he could win fairly, and always praying before going to sleep like any good, well-behaved child, hoping to one day fulfill his dream of becoming a hero.
Both the audience and the executives loved his villain character, except for him. He hated and detested it, he loathed playing a heel and despised himself for not being able to be the hero he wanted to be.
When he turned 18, he decided to study in Japan, a country he had already visited as a child to watch wrestling matches. He majored in psychology with the goal of becoming a therapist and helping others, building on the fact that he had also studied to become a priest at some point in his life. He also used his time there to begin training as a wrestler, demonstrating great talent in this area as an expert in submissions and with solid aerial technique. When he graduated with honors and was ready to compete like any other wrestler in the indie circuits, debuting as the hero he dreamed of being… and nobody cared. It didn’t matter if he delivered a 5-star match or gave a promo worthy of the Attitude Era; neither the audience, nor the executives, nor his peers were interested in his babyface hero character, who always said the same thing: “Heroes are dead.” He tried everywhere: Latin American, Anglo-Saxon, Asian, and European promotions, but the same story repeated itself.
One day, he was offered the chance to turn heel, now calling himself “The Demon Emperor” to draw in more fans and because the trend was to have more dominant heels (or at least controversial wrestlers) as the faces of the brands. he reluctantly accepted this and succeeded; he became one of the most over characters on the indie circuit. Only then did he earn the fans’ appreciation and become more popular with the higher-ups. Everything seemed perfect… except for Fausto. He hated his character; he hated what he had become; he hated that he could never be the hero he wanted to be; he hated that he had to lie about: about his sexual preferences when he had to date girls because they didn’t see him dating men as very threatening; that he had to lie about his religion when he had to play a demon; and even pretend to be of another nationality when they told him he couldn’t keep his German accent and had to be more “neutral” to “avoid misunderstandings.” They had robbed him of his dreams; they wouldn’t even let him do a face turn because they threatened to fire him and ruin his career at other companies if he did. This led him to despise himself for failing to fulfill his life’s desire, and in his own words, “to live without a dream is to be dead while alive.”
One day, while training at a gym, he watched on a TV set there as a heel won a championship. This meant that Fausto would have to spend much more time in his antagonist role, which made him feel sad and helpless in the face of the situation. He was visited by another masked wrestler. The latter, a Frenchman known as Edmont, who claimed to have been the manager of a Japanese women’s wrestling federation, proposed to be his “coach” and teach him the ways of the “true heel.” Fausto accepted, having nothing to lose. There, in his master’s words, he learned “how to be a true villain in the ring”. evil yet fair, who only wants victory for the glory, not to compensate for something he lacks; to respect the fans as a villain, for without them he is nothing; to separate his private life from his life in the ring; to be a cheat but fair, without going too far; to maintain control over both his opponent and himself in the ring; and to accept defeat without being ashamed of it. Edmont also taught him something that would define his career: to hate the modern heel. According to his instructor, they were insecure and irresponsible people, lost in real life who wouldn’t accept blame, who needed to use wrestling as an outlet for who they are, pretending to be other people because they wouldn’t be accepted as they are in real life, and being hypocrites by claiming to be “revolutionaries” or “anti-establishment” while the federations supported them more than the truly talented athletes, and meanwhile, these athletes played the victim in front of the audience
This didn't just enlighten Fausto; it made him realize that it was popular heels like the ones Edmont describes who had denied him his dreams, and how they could do whatever they wanted without worrying about the consequences or taking responsibility. While they could humiliate a poor jobber-face instead of facing reality, all so that people like him would be condemned to carry this horrible alter ego for the rest of his life. So he learned every type of heel there was, all their tricks, all their schemes, how they think, how they act, their motivations, and above all, how to counter their strengths and how to exploit their weaknesses. So once he finished his training with True Heel, he decided on two things: if he was going to be a heel, he would do it his way, and he would fight fire with fire. If they believed that villains are the ones who win in the end in the world of wrestling, he was going to be the villain of all villains.
And so Mephistopheles was born, reviving his “creature from hell” gimmick but with a twist: he used to have the name of a German demon, but now he combined it with a clown, because that’s what he thought heels were. Now he’s ready to punish everyone and be the antagonist to whoever he comes across. Now, as the Prince of Hell, he made it his mission to make life miserable for every heel he came across, using all sorts of tricks against them in the ring and countering all their dirty moves, earning the nickname “Heel Killer” or “Heel Hunter” and gaining a reputation that if a heel faced him, it was a sign that this villain wouldn’t end well against the demon. And the best part is that his superiors couldn’t say anything because he was still technically a heel, and the fans who always rooted for the heels kept booing him.
One day, after taking down another heel, he received an offer from a manager to join a faction and join a major wrestling promotion known as L.A.W. to gain more popularity; he accepted because it represented an important step toward making a name for himself in heel circles. When his stablemates met him, they noticed the contrast between the crazy demon clown in the ring and the serious therapist who seemed to have little zest for life in reality, but they still welcomed him upon noticing that hidden noble heart, and he became just another member of the team. After six months of training with them, they were ready to make the leap to L.A.W. This company is full of heels whom Fausto will finally be able to teach a lesson on how it’s done, with the ultimate goal of becoming the “Heel Kaiser” (the most dominant and top heel of them all) and serving as the heel model to be emulated, putting an end to the modern heel. So run, heels, because there’s a new demon in town
Both the audience and the executives loved his villain character, except for him. He hated and detested it, he loathed playing a heel and despised himself for not being able to be the hero he wanted to be.
When he turned 18, he decided to study in Japan, a country he had already visited as a child to watch wrestling matches. He majored in psychology with the goal of becoming a therapist and helping others, building on the fact that he had also studied to become a priest at some point in his life. He also used his time there to begin training as a wrestler, demonstrating great talent in this area as an expert in submissions and with solid aerial technique. When he graduated with honors and was ready to compete like any other wrestler in the indie circuits, debuting as the hero he dreamed of being… and nobody cared. It didn’t matter if he delivered a 5-star match or gave a promo worthy of the Attitude Era; neither the audience, nor the executives, nor his peers were interested in his babyface hero character, who always said the same thing: “Heroes are dead.” He tried everywhere: Latin American, Anglo-Saxon, Asian, and European promotions, but the same story repeated itself.
One day, he was offered the chance to turn heel, now calling himself “The Demon Emperor” to draw in more fans and because the trend was to have more dominant heels (or at least controversial wrestlers) as the faces of the brands. he reluctantly accepted this and succeeded; he became one of the most over characters on the indie circuit. Only then did he earn the fans’ appreciation and become more popular with the higher-ups. Everything seemed perfect… except for Fausto. He hated his character; he hated what he had become; he hated that he could never be the hero he wanted to be; he hated that he had to lie about: about his sexual preferences when he had to date girls because they didn’t see him dating men as very threatening; that he had to lie about his religion when he had to play a demon; and even pretend to be of another nationality when they told him he couldn’t keep his German accent and had to be more “neutral” to “avoid misunderstandings.” They had robbed him of his dreams; they wouldn’t even let him do a face turn because they threatened to fire him and ruin his career at other companies if he did. This led him to despise himself for failing to fulfill his life’s desire, and in his own words, “to live without a dream is to be dead while alive.”
One day, while training at a gym, he watched on a TV set there as a heel won a championship. This meant that Fausto would have to spend much more time in his antagonist role, which made him feel sad and helpless in the face of the situation. He was visited by another masked wrestler. The latter, a Frenchman known as Edmont, who claimed to have been the manager of a Japanese women’s wrestling federation, proposed to be his “coach” and teach him the ways of the “true heel.” Fausto accepted, having nothing to lose. There, in his master’s words, he learned “how to be a true villain in the ring”. evil yet fair, who only wants victory for the glory, not to compensate for something he lacks; to respect the fans as a villain, for without them he is nothing; to separate his private life from his life in the ring; to be a cheat but fair, without going too far; to maintain control over both his opponent and himself in the ring; and to accept defeat without being ashamed of it. Edmont also taught him something that would define his career: to hate the modern heel. According to his instructor, they were insecure and irresponsible people, lost in real life who wouldn’t accept blame, who needed to use wrestling as an outlet for who they are, pretending to be other people because they wouldn’t be accepted as they are in real life, and being hypocrites by claiming to be “revolutionaries” or “anti-establishment” while the federations supported them more than the truly talented athletes, and meanwhile, these athletes played the victim in front of the audience
This didn't just enlighten Fausto; it made him realize that it was popular heels like the ones Edmont describes who had denied him his dreams, and how they could do whatever they wanted without worrying about the consequences or taking responsibility. While they could humiliate a poor jobber-face instead of facing reality, all so that people like him would be condemned to carry this horrible alter ego for the rest of his life. So he learned every type of heel there was, all their tricks, all their schemes, how they think, how they act, their motivations, and above all, how to counter their strengths and how to exploit their weaknesses. So once he finished his training with True Heel, he decided on two things: if he was going to be a heel, he would do it his way, and he would fight fire with fire. If they believed that villains are the ones who win in the end in the world of wrestling, he was going to be the villain of all villains.
And so Mephistopheles was born, reviving his “creature from hell” gimmick but with a twist: he used to have the name of a German demon, but now he combined it with a clown, because that’s what he thought heels were. Now he’s ready to punish everyone and be the antagonist to whoever he comes across. Now, as the Prince of Hell, he made it his mission to make life miserable for every heel he came across, using all sorts of tricks against them in the ring and countering all their dirty moves, earning the nickname “Heel Killer” or “Heel Hunter” and gaining a reputation that if a heel faced him, it was a sign that this villain wouldn’t end well against the demon. And the best part is that his superiors couldn’t say anything because he was still technically a heel, and the fans who always rooted for the heels kept booing him.
One day, after taking down another heel, he received an offer from a manager to join a faction and join a major wrestling promotion known as L.A.W. to gain more popularity; he accepted because it represented an important step toward making a name for himself in heel circles. When his stablemates met him, they noticed the contrast between the crazy demon clown in the ring and the serious therapist who seemed to have little zest for life in reality, but they still welcomed him upon noticing that hidden noble heart, and he became just another member of the team. After six months of training with them, they were ready to make the leap to L.A.W. This company is full of heels whom Fausto will finally be able to teach a lesson on how it’s done, with the ultimate goal of becoming the “Heel Kaiser” (the most dominant and top heel of them all) and serving as the heel model to be emulated, putting an end to the modern heel. So run, heels, because there’s a new demon in town
- cafe
- kayface Wrestling
- puzzles
- his hair
- *The Mentalist*
Dislikes:
- heels
- having to lie to oneself
- irresponsible people
- golf
- roses (especially golden ones)
Fun facts:
- Although it may seem hard to believe, Mephistopheles' true identity is a secret from the cameras, and few people know about it. He takes advantage of the fact that no one recognizes him to promote himself as a therapist for other wrestlers (mainly heels) whom he defeats.
- He gets along quite well with his family, especially his father, who goes to see him play in important matches
- Many of his close friends, after seeing the contrast between his personalities, believe that Fausto might have a split personality or be bipolar; he has always dismissed this, saying that his persona in the ring is an alter ego.
Timeline:
Jennifer vs Sari (D) - The Comet Against the Grey Ghost
Naomi (D) vs Emily Moore - Are you a warrior or a maid?