Contract Signing Template And Example

[Shane McMahon]

Your Wrestler

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*Wrestler's Picture : Insert A Picture/ Drawing Of Your Wrestler Here
Name:
Nickname(s):
Weight:
Height:
DOB:DD/MM/YYYY
Billed from:
Face/Heel:[/b]
*Theme Song : Insert A Youtube Video Of Your Theme Song Here
* Song Name/ Lyrics :Insert The Full/ Partial Lyrics Of Your Theme Song Here
* Personality :
* 3 Signature Tauts/Quirks:
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Finshing Move(s):
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Signature Moves:
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Sample Roleplay
-This is important. You must have a Sample RP for your contract to be accepted. Your sample RP does not have to be of your character. Some superstars /legends require higher quality of RPs.

-* is optional for Existing superstars but compulsary for CAWS
- If you are applying for a second character , you can submit a regular rp or refer to your first character's contract : For sample RP , please see _____ contract
- Moves MUST be clearly discribe for CAW characters .That is because We can't look out your moves in wikipedia when we write your match.
- By signing up a contract , you have read and agreed to the rules of GWF
- Have fun and enjoy your stay with us !
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[center][color=Red][u][b]Your Wrestler[/b][/color][/u]
[b][color=Yellow]*Wrestler's Picture :[/color] [/b]Insert A Picture/ Drawing  Of Your Wrestler Here
[color=Yellow][b]Name:[/b][/color]
[color=Yellow][b]Nickname(s): [/b][/color]
[color=Yellow][b]Weight:[/b][/color]
[color=Yellow][b]Height:[/b][/color]
[color=Yellow][b]DOB:[/b][/color]DD/MM/YYYY
[color=Yellow][b]Billed from: [/b][/color]
[color=Yellow][b]Face/Heel:[/color][/b]
[color=Yellow][b]*Theme Song :[/b] [/color]Insert A Youtube Video Of Your Theme Song Here
[color=Yellow][b]* Song Name/Lyrics :[/b][/color]Insert The Full/ Partial Lyrics Of Your Theme Song Here
[color=Yellow][b]* Personality :[/b][/color]
[color=Yellow][b]* 3 Signature Tauts/Quirks:[/b][/color]
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[color=Orange]Finshing Move(s):[/color]
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[color=Orange]Signature Moves:[/color]
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[color=Yellow][b]Sample Roleplay[/b][/color]
-This is important. You must have a Sample RP for your contract to be accepted. Your sample RP does not have to be of your character. Some superstars /legends require higher quality of RPs.

[color=Blue][i]-*  is optional for Existing superstars but compulsary for CAWS
- If you are applying for a second character , you can submit a regular rp or refer to your first character's contract : For sample RP , please see _____ contract
- Moves [b]MUST[/b] be clearly discribe for CAW characters .That is because  We can't look out your moves in wikipedia when we write your match.
- By signing up a contract  , you have read and  agreed to the rules of GWF
- Have fun and enjoy your stay with us !
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[Shane McMahon]

And Here... Roddy graciously provided a sample on how to fill in your wrestler's contract!

Your Wrestler

*Wrestler's Picture :

Name:
Christopher Kieth Irvine
Nickname(s):
Chris Jericho, The ayatollah of Rock and Rolla, The Savior, Y2J.
Weight:
225lbs
Height:
5'10
DOB:09/11/1970
Billed from:
Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada
Face/Heel:Heel
*Theme Song :

* Song Name/ Lyrics :

"Break The Walls Down" by Sevendust

Come on, Jerichooo
You know I got ya, yeah

One, Break the wall down
(Break down the walls)

For those about to rock and what ya want
Baby you know you're Judas and I'm your priest
Baby what I got is not from the least
Bring it through the stage in the rage of a beast

Step in the arena and break the wall down
Step in the arena and break the wall down

So good (You know I got ya), Soooooo right
Yeahhh, Yeah

I wake up from a deep sleep
You're all weak
You're living in the agony of defeat
I am the master of your whole heap
I am the pack that flock ya like sheep

Step into the town and break the wall down
Your heart beat is the only sound
Step into the light and then you'll know
You were stopped and dropped by the Walls of Jericho

Whatcha ya gonna do?
Jericho
You're coming down
Feel me now, Jericho
Can't stop, uh, (Feel me now)
Break the walls down, Can't stop, Jericho

For those about to rock, set the clock
For those about to jump, I'm all pumped
For those about to go, watch me flow
Break down the Walls of Jericho

Watch you want?
I'll break you down
What ya got?

Jericho all around

*Personality:
As a face; Puck-like, engaging, funny, prone to insults and pranking
As a Heel; Arrogant, condescending, manipulative and opportunistic.

* 3 Signature Tauts/Quirks:
- Yelling at an opponent or the crowd during a match
- Backlit entrance pose and elbow-pump
- Cocky pin; stepping on an opponents chest with a foot for a pincount

Finshing Move(s):
- Lionsault (Moonsault off the second rope)
- Codebreaker (Running Double-Knee Facebreaker)
- Walls of Jericho (Elevated/Normal Boston Crab)

Signature Moves:
- Enzuigiri
- Lion Tamer (Boston Crab with knee to the back)
- Breakdown (Full Nelson Facebuster)
- One-Handed Bulldog
- Spinning Wheel Kick

Sample Roleplay

The words had barely left Morrison's lips when Chris felt his entire senses hit high alert; Whipped around to find himself face to face with the man he had fought barely a week ago, a grim and humorless smile etched on that age-weary face.

What the hell did they have up their sleeves now?
His blood ran cold for a moment, the singular word"TRAP" blazing like a neon sign in Las Vegas within his consciousness.

"You"

"Hello Chris. Fine night out there isn't it?"

"Somehow I doubt you've come to gloat, so what the hell do you want now, Shawn? And for that matter, what---can't face me one-to-one like a man that you have to bring your paid Gigolo with you?"

Styles now found himself holding his mentor back firmly, a worried crease between his brow as he tried to analyze the situation.
He still respected Shawn as an athlete, kept his mouth shut.
Wondered what business the man had here when the heaviest blow had obviously been dealt.

"You know I'm more of a man than you'll ever be. You know I'm better than you in every way, Chris, but perhaps what you've forgotten, was that this isn't just about the belt."

There was a snap of fingers from behind them.
Morrison.
And what felt like three hundred pounds of pure force hurtling into Chris' back---so hard he felt as though a disc had slipped.
Or worse.

Styles found himself thrown aside from the impact.
Struggled to get to his feet only to be met with the sight of Morrison casually standing over his friend -the man now alternating between curling up in a foetal position and trying desperately to fight back, or get to his feet.
Anything to stop the blows, ferocious and violent blows the newcomer almost a head taller than him was relentlessly raining down.
Batista.

Through the haze of blows, Chris strove to fight back---clawing and snatching at anything he could use as leverage.
Through the haze as well he saw Styles trying to come to his aid, only to be held---forced back by a seemingly unsympathetic Michaels.

He didnï't understand----what else did they want?
What else left to take?!

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
The almighty roar came as Shawn grimaced at the auditory assault and the struggling two-hundred pound plus mass of bones and sinew he was trying to overpower, to very little avail.
Styles was frantic, an almost animalistic look in those usually easy-going eyes as hands tore at empty air in a futile attempt to get to his friend who for a few seconds it seemed after throwing a trashcan the Animals' way, had the smidgen of a chance on getting out of this mess with all limbs intact.

In his dazed tottering towards Michaels and Styles Chris could note out of the corner of his eyes Batista who came on to him now with what looked vaguely like a steel pipe of some sort, salvaged from the production truck junk.

Not good.

He ducked the first strike as the second found its mark in the alabaster-white walls; an ugly black streak and dent now marring the clean surface.

Increasingly frustrated with the smaller man's duck and dodge tactic, Batista opted for another option; Turning the pipe sideways and jamming it up against the former champion's throat in a manner that left Chris's feet dangling midair as he found it harder to breathe while the DC native pressed it harder and higher.
The only things stopping his trachea from being crushed were his two hands which were desperately trying to shove the thing off, and Batista called for Morrison who had opted to keep his own hands clean.

Until now.

"Make yourself useful and get something to take his head off his d**n shoulders"
The bigger man rumbled and Shawn felt his blood run cold at those words as Styles paled considerably.

Morrison however, merely shrugged and cast aside his fur cloak; Red after all, didn't look very fitting spattered all over white mink.

The clatter from behind him sounded like steel, Shawn thought as he yelled angrily at his comrades;
"I thought I told you to ROUGH HIM UP, not ATTEMPT MURDER!"

"Get off your high horse, reverend---we wonï't kill him. Much"
Morrison drawled as he took aim and Styles let out a furious cry, still trying to break free of Michaels' hold to no avail.

"Just a little something to ensure you that your worst enemy, the devil in our midsts will have nothing more to do with the future of our coalition"

-* is optional for Existing superstars but compulsary for CAWS
- If you are applying for a second character , you can submit a regular rp or refer to your first character's contract : For sample RP , please see _____ contract
- Moves MUST be clearly discribe for CAW characters .That is because We can't look out your moves in wikipedia when we write your match.
- By signing up a contract , you have read and agreed to the rules of GWF
- Have fun and enjoy your stay with us !
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