04-25-2025, 01:22 PM
Wrestler's Alias: Veil
Wrestler's Real Name: Elias Veil
Twitter Handle (if applicable):
Pic Base: Cillian Murphy
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Physical Description:
WRESTLING INFORMATION
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Wrestling Style: Slow. Heavy. Mythodical
Alignment (Face/Tweener/Heel): Tweener
Years Pro:
Theme Song: “The Host of Seraphim” by Dead Can Dance
Finishers: The Final Thread
Finishers Descriptions (If Needed): Veil traps both arms behind the opponent’s back.
• Lifts them slightly, like a puppet being pulled upward.
• SNAP — drops them neck-first over his shoulder.
Special Finisher: The Hollowing
Description: Veil traps one of the opponent’s arms behind their back — forcing them into a helpless position.
• He wraps his other arm around their neck/head — like a twisted sleeper hold or stranglehold.
• Then wrenches them backward violently, snapping their upper body over his shoulder or just to the mat, looking like he’s ripping their body apart at the seams.
• Sometimes he cradles their head after — almost gently — like he’s “closing their eyes” in death.
Signature Moves: Grave Silence
Signature Moves Descriptions (If Needed): Short-Arm Lariat (Clothesline) with Neck Snap Whiplash Effect
Common Moves:
Hard open-palm strikes to the face and chest (not slaps — heavy, unsettling thuds)
• Elbow strikes to the back of the head and neck
• Kneeling throat thrust (quick jab to the throat to knock the wind out)
• Slow, heavy body kicks (not flashy, just thud shots to the ribs or back)
Back suplex (slow lift, violent drop on shoulders/neck)
• Snap side suplex (quick whip to the side onto the mat — no showmanship)
• Spinebuster (but slow and crushing, like slamming them into a grave)
• Short-arm shoulder block (pulls them in close and mows them down)
• Two-handed choke (ragdolling the opponent, holding them for a few seconds before throwing them down)
• Standing neck crank (forcing the opponent to their knees by wrenching their head sideways)
• Rope-hung neck wrench (using the ropes to stretch their throat and neck — only when the referee isn’t looking)
Submissions:
• Grounded dragon sleeper (bending the opponent backward, slow and cruel)
• Modified cobra clutch (wrenching, smothering — not traditional smooth movement)
Other:
• Slow knee strikes in the corner (holding the opponent by the chin while driving the knee in)
• Stomping the hand or wrist after dragging the opponent to the ground (breaking their balance and defenses)
Strengths: Psychological pressure. Durability. Crushing offense. Ring control. Ritualistic Presence
Weaknesses: Slow Starter. Low Endurance. Struggles Vs. Speed. Overconfidence. Ritual Distractions
Entrance: The lights dim slowly.
One light at a time.
Like the whole building is giving up.
The crowd gets quiet.
A low, eerie sound starts over the speakers.
“The Host of Seraphim” begins to play.
Soft voices rise up—not words, just sounds. Like ghosts singing from far away. Slow. Sad. Heavy.
The titantron doesn’t show highlights or action.
It shows a spiral, barely moving, turning backwards.
Mist starts to crawl from the entrance.
It stays low to the ground, almost like it’s afraid to rise.
It’s not thick. It’s not fast. It’s slow, like smoke under water.
Then, Veil steps through it.
No fireworks. No lasers. No flashing lights.
No big poses.
Just him.
Barefoot.
Slow.
Arms at his sides.
He doesn’t make eye contact with the crowd.
He doesn’t play to the cameras.
He just walks.
Every step is heavy, like the ground almost sinks under him.
His face is pale.
His eyes are wide open but dead still—like he’s looking straight through everything.
As he walks, the mist behind him spreads out across the stage and the ramp, almost like it’s following him, drawn to him.
The song gets a little louder.
The voices rise higher—not screaming, just crying.
Mourning something nobody can name.
The spiral on the screen behind him turns slower and slower, almost stopping.
Veil reaches the ring. He doesn’t look around. He steps up onto the apron, slow and steady, and then steps between the ropes.
He walks straight to the middle of the ring. There, he stops. He crouches down. He places one open hand flat on the mat. He lowers his head. He whispers something no one can hear. The spiral on the tron behind him flashes once—then fades out into black. The mist in the ring sinks low. The music fades. The lights stay dim, just enough to see him.
Veil stands there.
Waiting.
Still.
Silent.
Biography:
Wrestler's Real Name: Elias Veil
Twitter Handle (if applicable):
Pic Base: Cillian Murphy
Height:
Weight:
Birthdate:
Birth Place:
Current Residence:
Physical Description:
WRESTLING INFORMATION
-------------------------------------------------
Wrestling Style: Slow. Heavy. Mythodical
Alignment (Face/Tweener/Heel): Tweener
Years Pro:
Theme Song: “The Host of Seraphim” by Dead Can Dance
Finishers: The Final Thread
Finishers Descriptions (If Needed): Veil traps both arms behind the opponent’s back.
• Lifts them slightly, like a puppet being pulled upward.
• SNAP — drops them neck-first over his shoulder.
Special Finisher: The Hollowing
Description: Veil traps one of the opponent’s arms behind their back — forcing them into a helpless position.
• He wraps his other arm around their neck/head — like a twisted sleeper hold or stranglehold.
• Then wrenches them backward violently, snapping their upper body over his shoulder or just to the mat, looking like he’s ripping their body apart at the seams.
• Sometimes he cradles their head after — almost gently — like he’s “closing their eyes” in death.
Signature Moves: Grave Silence
Signature Moves Descriptions (If Needed): Short-Arm Lariat (Clothesline) with Neck Snap Whiplash Effect
Common Moves:
Hard open-palm strikes to the face and chest (not slaps — heavy, unsettling thuds)
• Elbow strikes to the back of the head and neck
• Kneeling throat thrust (quick jab to the throat to knock the wind out)
• Slow, heavy body kicks (not flashy, just thud shots to the ribs or back)
Back suplex (slow lift, violent drop on shoulders/neck)
• Snap side suplex (quick whip to the side onto the mat — no showmanship)
• Spinebuster (but slow and crushing, like slamming them into a grave)
• Short-arm shoulder block (pulls them in close and mows them down)
• Two-handed choke (ragdolling the opponent, holding them for a few seconds before throwing them down)
• Standing neck crank (forcing the opponent to their knees by wrenching their head sideways)
• Rope-hung neck wrench (using the ropes to stretch their throat and neck — only when the referee isn’t looking)
Submissions:
• Grounded dragon sleeper (bending the opponent backward, slow and cruel)
• Modified cobra clutch (wrenching, smothering — not traditional smooth movement)
Other:
• Slow knee strikes in the corner (holding the opponent by the chin while driving the knee in)
• Stomping the hand or wrist after dragging the opponent to the ground (breaking their balance and defenses)
Strengths: Psychological pressure. Durability. Crushing offense. Ring control. Ritualistic Presence
Weaknesses: Slow Starter. Low Endurance. Struggles Vs. Speed. Overconfidence. Ritual Distractions
Entrance: The lights dim slowly.
One light at a time.
Like the whole building is giving up.
The crowd gets quiet.
A low, eerie sound starts over the speakers.
“The Host of Seraphim” begins to play.
Soft voices rise up—not words, just sounds. Like ghosts singing from far away. Slow. Sad. Heavy.
The titantron doesn’t show highlights or action.
It shows a spiral, barely moving, turning backwards.
Mist starts to crawl from the entrance.
It stays low to the ground, almost like it’s afraid to rise.
It’s not thick. It’s not fast. It’s slow, like smoke under water.
Then, Veil steps through it.
No fireworks. No lasers. No flashing lights.
No big poses.
Just him.
Barefoot.
Slow.
Arms at his sides.
He doesn’t make eye contact with the crowd.
He doesn’t play to the cameras.
He just walks.
Every step is heavy, like the ground almost sinks under him.
His face is pale.
His eyes are wide open but dead still—like he’s looking straight through everything.
As he walks, the mist behind him spreads out across the stage and the ramp, almost like it’s following him, drawn to him.
The song gets a little louder.
The voices rise higher—not screaming, just crying.
Mourning something nobody can name.
The spiral on the screen behind him turns slower and slower, almost stopping.
Veil reaches the ring. He doesn’t look around. He steps up onto the apron, slow and steady, and then steps between the ropes.
He walks straight to the middle of the ring. There, he stops. He crouches down. He places one open hand flat on the mat. He lowers his head. He whispers something no one can hear. The spiral on the tron behind him flashes once—then fades out into black. The mist in the ring sinks low. The music fades. The lights stay dim, just enough to see him.
Veil stands there.
Waiting.
Still.
Silent.
Biography:
SCW Record
8-2
Current SCW Television Champion
8-2
Current SCW Television Champion