Wrestlers Name: Raine Windsong
Nickname: The Skycraper Starchild
Character: Laid back but competitive hippie-type. Vintage/new school wrestling style
Hometown: Weed, New Mexico
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 210 lbs.
Weight Class: Cruiserweight
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Heel or Face: Face
Wrestler's Appearance-
Promo Attire:
Entrance Attire w/ stage effects: 
Ring Attire: 
Entrance music: "Voodoo Child" (increased tempo live version) by Jimi Hendrix
Finishers: ZIPPO!*, Rainefall**, Smoke on the Water***
* - Cloverleaf Flapjack (sometimes rolled through into Texas Cloverleaf)
** - Flying Elbow Drop
*** - Inverted gorilla press double knee backbreaker
Signatures: High as the sky*, Moon Beam**, Purple Haze***
* - Snap Muscle Buster (pin variation)
** - Running big boot
*** - Takes a few puffs and blows smoke into opponent's face at start of the match (only done on heels)
Commons: Powerslam, scoop slam, back club, clothesline, atomic drop, stalling vertical suplex, bearhug, boston crab, headbutt, open-fist punches, DDT
Match you are good at: One-on-one, ladder
Match you are bad at: Hardcore, Extreme Rules
Achievements: none yet
Biography: Raine is a flowerchild in a modern world, she was born to naturist hippies. She grew up on the beliefs to keep her mind and heart open to the goodness of the world and everyone in it. Eventually her uncle on her father's side of the family sought custody over her. Being the absent minded people they were, her parents missed the court date while they were on a spiritual retreat in the middle of a redwood forest. In an attempt to toughen his niece up for the realities of the modern world he enrolled her in a local wrestling school run by the old school wrestlers of the 70s and 80s. Despite the violent training she received, as Raine grew (AND GREW) she never lost the values her parents taught her. Her open and friendly personality combined with her blind loyalty makes her an easy target for scheming heels to toy with. Raine has never been involved in a relationship beyond the stage of kissing and light massaging with both sexes, she is a virgin by way of choice and lack of connection since not many people of this generation have the beliefs she does. She does appeal heavily to both sexes, in spite of her intimidating height, her body is proportioned seductively 35DD-31-42, all natural.
Relationships: No family and no friends, rivals or enemies yet
Entrance
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The speakers began to beat the chords and riffs of "Voodoo Child", the lights
in the arena pulsed and twirled over the ringside area and around the crowd.
From side stage a psychadelically tricked out VW Van drove into the arena.
The back door slid open and a cloud of smoke rolled spilled out onto the cold
floor below, followed by a puffy golden brown afro attached to a 6'4" giant of
a woman, the Damsel of Dimebag Doobies herself, Raine Windsong.
~)(~
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Yeah
...weighing in at 210 lbs.!...from Weed, New Mexico...Raine Windsong!
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise a little sand
Yeah
Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows Im a voodoo child baby!
~)(~
The crowd fully accepted her as they cheered her stroll to the ring, all of
the younger crowd dazzled by the bright lights and colors that came with
her entrance and all the veteran fans thrilled at the rush from the flashback
most of them had to earlier days. Raine bobbed her head along to the beat,
her hair shaking back in forth in time and her ample chest in sync with it,
hidden beneath her tan, suede vest. She climbed the ring steps and stuck
one leg in the ring before checking her inner pocket for her post match
"celebration". Relieved it was still there the stepped all the way through
the ropes and lifted her long string of opal beads over head head, placing
them under the nearest bottom turnbuckle. She removed her vest and
tossed it over them. She stood on the bottom rope and leaned out to the
crowd holding up her arms to give the sign of peace, unintentionally also
showing a massive amount of cleavage as she did so. She nodded absent
mindedly, to the huge response from the crowd, assuming it was the sign
of pacifism that had coerced them into her favor. She slapped the ref five
who accepted the gesture unsurely, then she leaned against the top rope,
staring at the stage and waiting for her opponent to come down to the ring
~)(~
Personal
Drink: 60%
Smoke: 0%
Soft Drugs: 100%
Hard Drugs: 0%
Steroids: 0%
Law Problems: 40%
Religious: 0%
Spirituality: 100%
Personality: Happy-go-lucky, laid back, outgoing, friendly and trusworthy to the point of naivity
Performance
Face: 70%
Heel: 100%
Cool: 90%
Cocky: 65%
Crazy: 20%
Legit: 80%
Comedy: 85%
Weasel: 0%
Brute: 90%
Weird: 50%
Wholesome: 5%
Skills
Brawling: 70%
Puroresu: 50%
Hardcore: 1%
Aerial: 30%
Flashiness: 20%
Mat Work: 90%
Chain Wrestling: 70%
Submissions: 55%
Microphone: 50%
Charisma: 80%
Acting: 40%
Announcing: 80%
Athleticism: 90%
Toughness: 90%
Stamina: 75%
Power: 95%
Basics: 90%
Psychology: 20%
Safety: 70%
Consistency: 70%
Selling: 70%
Respect: 50%
Reputation: 50%
Sex Appeal: 80%
Star Quality: 50%
Menace: 0%
Intensity: 60%
Stiffness: 80%
Resilience: 85%
Refereeing: 40%
MMA Style: 15%
