The Press' Gimmick

[The Press]

Wrestler's name: The Press
Hometown: Unknown
Height: 179 cm
Weight: 73 kg
Face or Heel: Grey slacks, dress shoes and a wife beater. Keeps a polaroid camera in his corner and a notepad in his back pocket.
Backstage attire: Disheveled grey suit, sometimes a fedora with a press card in the band, chain smokes out of the ring.

Trademarks: Errata (modified springboard moonsault), Headline (modified springboard DDT), Byline Shot (modified moonsault)

Taunts: Paparazzi, Blatant Bias

Finishers: Misquotation (mandible claw/chokeslam pin), Classified Ad (springboard backflip facebuster), Deadline (running, jumping knee takedown thing).

Background: The Press (first name "The", second name "Press", and he's not a first name basis with anyone) is a veteran wrestler by now, but even so people don't seem to know a lot about him. He's not a big man, and anywhere outside of a wrestling ring he'd look pretty nondescript; unhealthy looking, five'o'clock shadow and pasty. Not particularly handsome, not particularly ugly. He has no friends, only temporary partners, and seems to prefer it that way. His only goal in life, it would seem is to give the crowd ("the masses" as he refers to them) what they want, and he decides what they want. He spreads any rumor that comes his way, and has little regard for the rules. A spectacle is good, a scandal is better.

Despite being so unhealthy and tired looking, not to mention that he smokes four packs a day, The Press seems never to tire in the ring. He's got a high flying, spot-heavy style and he can keep it up all day. If anything, he seems to hit harder and better as the bout goes on, and many of his almost 1500 fans were won over by matches he came back to win after being beat into a pulp in the early minutes.