Height: 6'1 Weight:238lbs

Hometown: Detroit, Michigan

Alignment: Heel

Alignment: Seizure of Power

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Background Information:
History is meaningless.

Titles Held:
fWo Hardcore Champion (02/23/2002-04/27/2002)

Finishing Move:
Burning Hammer

Finishing Move Description:
Inverse death valley driver

Setup Move:
Roaring Elbow

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Typical Moves:
Common spots: Elbow shots, german suplex, release german suplex, rolling german suplex, spider german suplex, manhattan drop, sto, cobra clutch, cobra clutch suplex, cobra clutch leg sweep, gutbuster, pendulum backbreaker, gutbuster suplex, figure four, reverse figure four, cradle neckbreaker, capture suplex, wrist-clutch exploder, shining wizard, various knee strikes, dangerous german suplex, stf

Cruiserweight spots: Top-rope german suplex, flying elbow drop, rider kick, lyger bomb, running lyger bomb, moonsault, diamond dust, enziguri, asai moonsault, asai leg lariat, corkscrew moonsault, super falcon arrow

Heavyweight spots: northern lights bomb, cradle piledriver, moonlight bomb, belly-to-back piledriver, falcon arrow

Hardcore spots: DDT onto a chair, ringpost figure-four

Handlers Name:
Justin

Email Address:
jgrover@maine.rr.com

Messenger Identity:

Wrestler's Entrance Description:
The arena goes black. The first few chords of Seizure of Power sting through the arena, bringing the fans to their feet with a rousing round of jeers. The black CSWAvision slowly comes to life as an Omega symbol appears as if it were being burned on. A lone spotlight flickers to life, once again it's the Omega symbol. A flash of crimson and gold pyrotechnics brighten the arena briefly and in the smoke is Donaven Winters.

His back is to the fans, arms outstretched in the classic crucifix position. After another brief flash of lights, Winters lowers his arms and faces the ring. With confident, yet brooding strides he stalks toward the ring, the Omega spotlight following him the entire way.

Winters ascends the ring steps as the boos grow louder and louder throughout the arena. As he arrives at the top step, he once again shoots his arms out into position. Bringing his arms slowly down, the lights return in the arena. The Fallen Angel glares out to the fans as he steps between the ropes and kneels in his corner.

The Fallen Angel could smell blood, just like he always does.

Favorite Matches:
Anything v. Eli Flair

Catchphrase:
Learn to swim.

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