JBorchard
League Member
MEMBER INFORMATION:
Name: Russ
Email Address: halfsizedruss@aol.com
AIM: halfsizedruss
Preferred Method of Handling: Hybrid
Best Way to Contact you: PM then Email
eWrestling Experience: 13-16 years, been in WfWA feds, the old PTC feds, Ben Halkum's feds, Cascadia/Defiance, Hostility/BMW, currently in DRW as my curse-heavy can't read generic character, Cort Vang.
How did you find DEFIANCE? Justin
WRESTLER INFORMATION:
Ring Name: Jared Borchard
Nicknames: 'The Failsafe'
Real Name: n/a
Height: 6'11
Weight: 303 lbs.
Handedness:Right
Looks: Jared Borchard has just turned 30. He's shaved his head completely bald and has remained clean-shaven. Strong jawline, med-sized nose bridge, yellow combination lock contacts [special made], thin lips and oversized ears due to his height. Think craggy-faced. Bodystyle of Undertaker, I suppose, with more definition and tanned. No tats, or significant body identification features.
Hailing From: Aventura, Florida
Disposition: Face
Gimmick: 'The Failsafe' Jared Borchard is fed up. He's tired of certain personality types over-influencing the business with their too-colorful character traits. He's here to shut down the machine before it runs rampant with what he considers a 'high concentrated number of cartoons.' Distrusting of those in leadership roles, Borchard is contemplating what actions are necessary to protect the Defiance market. The twist in this is that he wants to do so without causing extreme physical harm to anyone. He believes in 'altering direction' and not 'crushing everything' until nothing is left.
Ring Attire: Dark Brown full-length tights, combination lock design on the right side [outter thigh area] , dark brown boots. Dark Brown elbow pads.
Theme Music: 'Peace Sells' by Megadeth
Tactics/Style: A guy who doesn't like to leave his feet too much. Will use standing weardown holds and not just rely on his power moves. Don't expect a lot of running around, he's a small area player. Occupies a given zone and tends to keep his offense primarily aimed on the neck, back and shoulders.
Strengths:
Size of Hands: If he wraps them around your neck, its going to be a long day.
Knows his limits in-ring: Will not do unnecessary risks like attempting top rope manuevers or attempting to chase down a running competitor.
Tag Team Specialist: The former DREAM Tag Team Champion is well-suited to tag with, but with a like-minded partner so he won't suffer a breakdown and snap.
Weaknesses:
'Bend But Don't Break' Mentality: In harder competition, can he do the necessary damage without worrying about injuring an opponent?
Tolerance toward 'fun' people: Jared will get worked-up about what other wrestlers do to get noticed, especially if it involves zany theatrics.
Quick-hitter: Can Jared Borchard go an extended period of time? Stamina is a huge question-mark.
CHARACTER BIOGRAPHY:
Jared Borchard first burst onto the scene as a wrestler's bodyguard on the Texas Indy Scene in 2004 . He was very green at the time and had no conscience when it came to cracking someone's skull. As he continued to learn more, he became more eager to prove himself on his own. Unfortunately, E. Harland Grady had signed the young athlete to an eight-year exclusive deal which expired in 2012. What impacted Jared Borchard more than anything is former tag team partner Terry Spruhen, who spent an atrocious amount of time talking, preening and degrading others. Spruhen's over-the-top boasts and Cougar chasing soured Borchard to extremely colorful personalities. He began eating junk food in hopes E. Harland would break the contract to no avail.
As a result, his reign as DREAM Tag Team Champion [1/2 The Grady Bunch] is best remembered as him doing all the work and Spruhen stealing the show last-minute and enjoying Onion Rings. Borchard, uncomfortable with how things ended in DREAM, waited out his contract by shedding the 40 lbs. he took on purposely a few years ago and getting his bearings for another run. He has decided to hang his hat in Defiance, the place his ex-partner once floundered in many seasons ago choosing to undo what he believes was a gateway to excessive flamboyantism.
CHARACTER STATISTICS AND MOVESET
Divide 120 Points between:
POWER: 42
AGILITY: 3
STAMINA: 15
SCIENTIFIC: 20
SPEED: 10
BRAWLING: 30
Provide a movelist as follows:
1. Open-handed chest strikes
2. Elbow strikes to neck/face/back/shoulders
3. Knee strikes
4. Body slams/Beils
5. rib-breaker
6. Standing Powerslam
7. Cobra Clutch/Giant Swing Combo
8. Gutwrench Suplex w/out falling
9. Wheelbarrow Swing Release
10. Over The Shoulder Backbreaker
11. Hammerlock Suplex
12. Shoulderbreaker
13. Side Slam
14. Camel Clutch
15. Vertical Suplex Release [not falling]
16. Pumphandle slam Release
17. Uranage Suplex into a corner
18. Military Press Slam
19. Enzu Lariat
20. The 50/50 : A double-handed lift by the neck to opponent's side, and if he likes you its a chokeslam on your back and if he doesn't, its a face-first chokeslam.
SAMPLE :
[Welcome to Aventura, the southern-most tip of Florida. Hugs Miami. Snuggles with all these beaches the tourists go happypants over. Last but not least, home of Jared Borchard, who spends a lot of his downtime on any particular beach speed-walking and getting oogled at.]
[Because he's 6'11, wearing sweatpants on a warm day and smelling of fast-walk stink.]
[The cragg-faced giant extends his arms above his abnormally large head, and from this view you can see a couple armpit hair. Yeah, unemployed for about a year in a half, so there was no need to shave Pity City.]
Jared Borchard: [half-panting] I don't care what anyone says, cardio work just sucks.--
[Big Ol' Smile, something of which he never really done in his former promotion. There, he was shying away from everything. Depressed, Unhappy. You name it, he was it.]
Jared Borchard: [looking at the sunset] Would you look at that! -- That right there, is what Florida is all about. No other place in the world can make an aching body forget itself with just one illustration of a sunset.
[Sighs into his bliss.]
Jared Borchard: [ponders] Then again, I think about being in the thick of things in the ring, the level of satisfaction you get from putting all the tools you ever accumulated in life, -- rather it be in the gym, on the beach or anywhere you go to perfect the craft. Make no mistake about it, that's true bliss in its own way.
[Head nod in agreement of himself.]
Jared Borchard: So, yeah, I hate cardio work, -- but I will absolutely die in my insides if I never get the opportunity to compete again. I love what I do, and when I debut for Defiance there is going to be a statement in what is to come. No, I'm no hateful-ass, eat your children run-of-the-mill big man. That kind of smacktalk was the old me, -- the guy who used to be so pissed off about everything.-
[Grabs a small rag from his front pocket, swiping it over his drippy head. Big men that speedwalk should always carry a rag, just sayin'.]
Jared Borchard: - Now, I'm pretty much accepting of what I went through. I made a bad business decision as a twenty year old kid, costed me a lot of time in this business, but its time to press on. --But, you know, there has been a few things going on in Defiance lately that I really want to address sometime soon.
[Smile fades, as he sees a palm tree and decides to plant himself next to it. Big man sits into the trunk, knees up and arms resting on them.]
Jared Borchard: It's this cockiness, -- kind of run amuck. Guys walking around with these massive egos and what's worst than that, these guys who want to insist on cracking these asinine jokes and being a tool. -- hey, I hate judging people, but a spade is a spade. I see guys in Defiance who have been coasting on their resumes for the past year. --
[A displeased look from the thirty year old, who looks forty. Deep-lined forehead and those big ears turning red in color.]
Jared Borchard: [sternfaced] Let me put it to you like this. -- Clown school is five hundred miles north of Defiance, hang a left.- Can't miss it. You want to disrespect this business, better be within the safe confines of a steel room and that door better have the best Masterlock money can buy, because I tell ya' guys something.-- I'm not coming into Defiance playing second fiddle to a bunch of funboys. The banner is wrestling, so cut out the nonsense and appreciate the groundwork laid down by the stretchers and hookers of this business.
[Eyes reflecting back, and for the sake of mentioning, they are yellow and black with a combination lock designed in it.]
Jared Borchard: Don't twist up my words, I'm a good man now. I don't want to be a downer, but I can't stand all the preenin' and mockery. I'll never sit around and make threats about ending careers or taking somebody out, that's something I wanted to get away from. I don't want to take away anybody's fun, but somebody has to actually look out for the integrity of the Defiance rep. -- And from an outsider looking to be inside, Defiance has several blackmarks that I wouldn't mind conversatin' with. Because, I do want to make my transition smooth, I will open the communication to anybody in the back.-- Ya'know who you are, clean it up.
[Nodding. A feint sigh because he hates drama.]
Jared Borchard: That being said, a little about myself.-- Name is Borchard. You can call me Jared. Fans have dubbed me 'The Failsafe', because I have a tendency to look out for the business first, making sure that nobody is causing harm to what all of us put our blood into. I had a few run-ins back in the day with a few people here. Not calling you out, just saying that I'm not wet behind the ears. -- The people that have mixed it up with me know I'm not playin' around. I expect the same courtesy.
[A toothy grin, as he is trying to suppress any negative vibes way down.]
Jared Borchard: Now, lets go out there and fight our hearts out!
[Huge fists up, as the 6'11, 300 lber. has a boxer's stance while sitting down.]
[Audition Tape CUT!]
-----------------
Jared Borchard: [looking over at a female companion who was off-camera the entire time] I sounded goofy, didn't I?
[Dressed in summer workout gear, donning a Miami Dolphins cap, the late-20s brunette chuckled and squirted a water bottle into her mouth, swishing it.]
Woman: You did sound a little cheesy, J. [slight grin afterward]
Jared Borchard: I just want them to know I'm not some cripple-happy punk using my size to intimidate. --
Woman: You do realise at some point, you'll have to actually hurt one of them to keep 'em down. - Jared, you have to chill, sweetheart. Nobody is going to think you are a bad person because you are tall. Quit being so nervous, its a camera. You came off stiff.
[She walks forward and hugs the waist of Jared Borchard, sighing into his stomach. She's only 5'6, and looks like a kid next to 'The Failsafe'.]
Jared Borchard: I hope it just goes well. I miss the action, Lalene.
[Looks up at him.]
Lalene: Then, don't take no guff from nobody, dig? [her Puerto Rican-American accent showing]
Jared Borchard: Teaming with Terry really messed my head up.--
[Lalene Losada reaches up, pinching his lips closed.]
Lalene: [scoldingly, but playfully] You know not to say his name in thy presence. -- Oi, what a pain in the apples he were! Yakk! Yakk! Yakk! Talk, Talk, Talk. Headache with legs, he were.
[Jared removes her hand from his mouth, hesitantly speaking up.]
Jared Borchard: The bad thing is, there's a few guys almost like him in Defiance. Hope I can keep cool. --
Lalene: Just remember, if you need to calm your nerves, I'm always in the arena somewhere with sexy visitor's pass. [winks.]
Jared Borchard: I don't want you back there, Lalene. We already beat this horse to death.--
[Never disagree with a woman. Like ever.]
Lalene: Jared Randall Borchard!- I will be wherever you are, you can't shake me that easy. [grins, tightened grip.]
Jared Borchard: [giving in, like men do.] Alright, just don't bearhug me to death. -- Remember, I just speedwalked!
[Lalene chuckled, letting go and backpedaling.]
Lalene: Ok, pokey, more cardio. Can't win if you can't catch wind!
[Watching Lalene jog the opposite direction he wanted to go.]
Jared Borchard: I'm not pokey, just big-boned.-- [words trailed off.]
[Breathes in, starts speed-walking, as he will now await the next step of a process to become a competitor in Defiance.]
Name: Russ
Email Address: halfsizedruss@aol.com
AIM: halfsizedruss
Preferred Method of Handling: Hybrid
Best Way to Contact you: PM then Email
eWrestling Experience: 13-16 years, been in WfWA feds, the old PTC feds, Ben Halkum's feds, Cascadia/Defiance, Hostility/BMW, currently in DRW as my curse-heavy can't read generic character, Cort Vang.
How did you find DEFIANCE? Justin
WRESTLER INFORMATION:
Ring Name: Jared Borchard
Nicknames: 'The Failsafe'
Real Name: n/a
Height: 6'11
Weight: 303 lbs.
Handedness:Right
Looks: Jared Borchard has just turned 30. He's shaved his head completely bald and has remained clean-shaven. Strong jawline, med-sized nose bridge, yellow combination lock contacts [special made], thin lips and oversized ears due to his height. Think craggy-faced. Bodystyle of Undertaker, I suppose, with more definition and tanned. No tats, or significant body identification features.
Hailing From: Aventura, Florida
Disposition: Face
Gimmick: 'The Failsafe' Jared Borchard is fed up. He's tired of certain personality types over-influencing the business with their too-colorful character traits. He's here to shut down the machine before it runs rampant with what he considers a 'high concentrated number of cartoons.' Distrusting of those in leadership roles, Borchard is contemplating what actions are necessary to protect the Defiance market. The twist in this is that he wants to do so without causing extreme physical harm to anyone. He believes in 'altering direction' and not 'crushing everything' until nothing is left.
Ring Attire: Dark Brown full-length tights, combination lock design on the right side [outter thigh area] , dark brown boots. Dark Brown elbow pads.
Theme Music: 'Peace Sells' by Megadeth
Tactics/Style: A guy who doesn't like to leave his feet too much. Will use standing weardown holds and not just rely on his power moves. Don't expect a lot of running around, he's a small area player. Occupies a given zone and tends to keep his offense primarily aimed on the neck, back and shoulders.
Strengths:
Size of Hands: If he wraps them around your neck, its going to be a long day.
Knows his limits in-ring: Will not do unnecessary risks like attempting top rope manuevers or attempting to chase down a running competitor.
Tag Team Specialist: The former DREAM Tag Team Champion is well-suited to tag with, but with a like-minded partner so he won't suffer a breakdown and snap.
Weaknesses:
'Bend But Don't Break' Mentality: In harder competition, can he do the necessary damage without worrying about injuring an opponent?
Tolerance toward 'fun' people: Jared will get worked-up about what other wrestlers do to get noticed, especially if it involves zany theatrics.
Quick-hitter: Can Jared Borchard go an extended period of time? Stamina is a huge question-mark.
CHARACTER BIOGRAPHY:
Jared Borchard first burst onto the scene as a wrestler's bodyguard on the Texas Indy Scene in 2004 . He was very green at the time and had no conscience when it came to cracking someone's skull. As he continued to learn more, he became more eager to prove himself on his own. Unfortunately, E. Harland Grady had signed the young athlete to an eight-year exclusive deal which expired in 2012. What impacted Jared Borchard more than anything is former tag team partner Terry Spruhen, who spent an atrocious amount of time talking, preening and degrading others. Spruhen's over-the-top boasts and Cougar chasing soured Borchard to extremely colorful personalities. He began eating junk food in hopes E. Harland would break the contract to no avail.
As a result, his reign as DREAM Tag Team Champion [1/2 The Grady Bunch] is best remembered as him doing all the work and Spruhen stealing the show last-minute and enjoying Onion Rings. Borchard, uncomfortable with how things ended in DREAM, waited out his contract by shedding the 40 lbs. he took on purposely a few years ago and getting his bearings for another run. He has decided to hang his hat in Defiance, the place his ex-partner once floundered in many seasons ago choosing to undo what he believes was a gateway to excessive flamboyantism.
CHARACTER STATISTICS AND MOVESET
Divide 120 Points between:
POWER: 42
AGILITY: 3
STAMINA: 15
SCIENTIFIC: 20
SPEED: 10
BRAWLING: 30
Provide a movelist as follows:
1. Open-handed chest strikes
2. Elbow strikes to neck/face/back/shoulders
3. Knee strikes
4. Body slams/Beils
5. rib-breaker
6. Standing Powerslam
7. Cobra Clutch/Giant Swing Combo
8. Gutwrench Suplex w/out falling
9. Wheelbarrow Swing Release
10. Over The Shoulder Backbreaker
11. Hammerlock Suplex
12. Shoulderbreaker
13. Side Slam
14. Camel Clutch
15. Vertical Suplex Release [not falling]
16. Pumphandle slam Release
17. Uranage Suplex into a corner
18. Military Press Slam
19. Enzu Lariat
20. The 50/50 : A double-handed lift by the neck to opponent's side, and if he likes you its a chokeslam on your back and if he doesn't, its a face-first chokeslam.
SAMPLE :
[Welcome to Aventura, the southern-most tip of Florida. Hugs Miami. Snuggles with all these beaches the tourists go happypants over. Last but not least, home of Jared Borchard, who spends a lot of his downtime on any particular beach speed-walking and getting oogled at.]
[Because he's 6'11, wearing sweatpants on a warm day and smelling of fast-walk stink.]
[The cragg-faced giant extends his arms above his abnormally large head, and from this view you can see a couple armpit hair. Yeah, unemployed for about a year in a half, so there was no need to shave Pity City.]
Jared Borchard: [half-panting] I don't care what anyone says, cardio work just sucks.--
[Big Ol' Smile, something of which he never really done in his former promotion. There, he was shying away from everything. Depressed, Unhappy. You name it, he was it.]
Jared Borchard: [looking at the sunset] Would you look at that! -- That right there, is what Florida is all about. No other place in the world can make an aching body forget itself with just one illustration of a sunset.
[Sighs into his bliss.]
Jared Borchard: [ponders] Then again, I think about being in the thick of things in the ring, the level of satisfaction you get from putting all the tools you ever accumulated in life, -- rather it be in the gym, on the beach or anywhere you go to perfect the craft. Make no mistake about it, that's true bliss in its own way.
[Head nod in agreement of himself.]
Jared Borchard: So, yeah, I hate cardio work, -- but I will absolutely die in my insides if I never get the opportunity to compete again. I love what I do, and when I debut for Defiance there is going to be a statement in what is to come. No, I'm no hateful-ass, eat your children run-of-the-mill big man. That kind of smacktalk was the old me, -- the guy who used to be so pissed off about everything.-
[Grabs a small rag from his front pocket, swiping it over his drippy head. Big men that speedwalk should always carry a rag, just sayin'.]
Jared Borchard: - Now, I'm pretty much accepting of what I went through. I made a bad business decision as a twenty year old kid, costed me a lot of time in this business, but its time to press on. --But, you know, there has been a few things going on in Defiance lately that I really want to address sometime soon.
[Smile fades, as he sees a palm tree and decides to plant himself next to it. Big man sits into the trunk, knees up and arms resting on them.]
Jared Borchard: It's this cockiness, -- kind of run amuck. Guys walking around with these massive egos and what's worst than that, these guys who want to insist on cracking these asinine jokes and being a tool. -- hey, I hate judging people, but a spade is a spade. I see guys in Defiance who have been coasting on their resumes for the past year. --
[A displeased look from the thirty year old, who looks forty. Deep-lined forehead and those big ears turning red in color.]
Jared Borchard: [sternfaced] Let me put it to you like this. -- Clown school is five hundred miles north of Defiance, hang a left.- Can't miss it. You want to disrespect this business, better be within the safe confines of a steel room and that door better have the best Masterlock money can buy, because I tell ya' guys something.-- I'm not coming into Defiance playing second fiddle to a bunch of funboys. The banner is wrestling, so cut out the nonsense and appreciate the groundwork laid down by the stretchers and hookers of this business.
[Eyes reflecting back, and for the sake of mentioning, they are yellow and black with a combination lock designed in it.]
Jared Borchard: Don't twist up my words, I'm a good man now. I don't want to be a downer, but I can't stand all the preenin' and mockery. I'll never sit around and make threats about ending careers or taking somebody out, that's something I wanted to get away from. I don't want to take away anybody's fun, but somebody has to actually look out for the integrity of the Defiance rep. -- And from an outsider looking to be inside, Defiance has several blackmarks that I wouldn't mind conversatin' with. Because, I do want to make my transition smooth, I will open the communication to anybody in the back.-- Ya'know who you are, clean it up.
[Nodding. A feint sigh because he hates drama.]
Jared Borchard: That being said, a little about myself.-- Name is Borchard. You can call me Jared. Fans have dubbed me 'The Failsafe', because I have a tendency to look out for the business first, making sure that nobody is causing harm to what all of us put our blood into. I had a few run-ins back in the day with a few people here. Not calling you out, just saying that I'm not wet behind the ears. -- The people that have mixed it up with me know I'm not playin' around. I expect the same courtesy.
[A toothy grin, as he is trying to suppress any negative vibes way down.]
Jared Borchard: Now, lets go out there and fight our hearts out!
[Huge fists up, as the 6'11, 300 lber. has a boxer's stance while sitting down.]
[Audition Tape CUT!]
-----------------
Jared Borchard: [looking over at a female companion who was off-camera the entire time] I sounded goofy, didn't I?
[Dressed in summer workout gear, donning a Miami Dolphins cap, the late-20s brunette chuckled and squirted a water bottle into her mouth, swishing it.]
Woman: You did sound a little cheesy, J. [slight grin afterward]
Jared Borchard: I just want them to know I'm not some cripple-happy punk using my size to intimidate. --
Woman: You do realise at some point, you'll have to actually hurt one of them to keep 'em down. - Jared, you have to chill, sweetheart. Nobody is going to think you are a bad person because you are tall. Quit being so nervous, its a camera. You came off stiff.
[She walks forward and hugs the waist of Jared Borchard, sighing into his stomach. She's only 5'6, and looks like a kid next to 'The Failsafe'.]
Jared Borchard: I hope it just goes well. I miss the action, Lalene.
[Looks up at him.]
Lalene: Then, don't take no guff from nobody, dig? [her Puerto Rican-American accent showing]
Jared Borchard: Teaming with Terry really messed my head up.--
[Lalene Losada reaches up, pinching his lips closed.]
Lalene: [scoldingly, but playfully] You know not to say his name in thy presence. -- Oi, what a pain in the apples he were! Yakk! Yakk! Yakk! Talk, Talk, Talk. Headache with legs, he were.
[Jared removes her hand from his mouth, hesitantly speaking up.]
Jared Borchard: The bad thing is, there's a few guys almost like him in Defiance. Hope I can keep cool. --
Lalene: Just remember, if you need to calm your nerves, I'm always in the arena somewhere with sexy visitor's pass. [winks.]
Jared Borchard: I don't want you back there, Lalene. We already beat this horse to death.--
[Never disagree with a woman. Like ever.]
Lalene: Jared Randall Borchard!- I will be wherever you are, you can't shake me that easy. [grins, tightened grip.]
Jared Borchard: [giving in, like men do.] Alright, just don't bearhug me to death. -- Remember, I just speedwalked!
[Lalene chuckled, letting go and backpedaling.]
Lalene: Ok, pokey, more cardio. Can't win if you can't catch wind!
[Watching Lalene jog the opposite direction he wanted to go.]
Jared Borchard: I'm not pokey, just big-boned.-- [words trailed off.]
[Breathes in, starts speed-walking, as he will now await the next step of a process to become a competitor in Defiance.]
