Isaiah King
The Lonely King

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08-16-2022, 11:55 PM
Isaiah King
Known Aliases:
The Waiting Blade
The Heir Apparent
The Lonely King
The Hunter King
Prince Adeyemi
Weighing In At
235 lbs
At A Height Of
6 Feet and 3 Inches
Billing From
Harlem, New York City
(By way of Orun)
History
2 x War Games Winning Team (2023, 2024)
1 x War Games Winner (2024)
2 x Television Champion
4 x Tag Team Champion (1 x w/ Ned Kaye and Longest Reign, 3 x w/ Sebastian Everett-Bryce)
2 x Universal Champion (Isaiah King, Prince Adeyemi)
24/7 Briefcase Holder (2026 LOF)
Moveset
Isaiah moves slower, and more calculatively than before. He is constantly teetering between opportunistic animal and controlled, disciplined trainee.
Stiff Jab Combos
Liver Shots
Snap Suplex
Rope-Hung Uppercut
Spinning Uppercut
Gutwrench Powerbomb
Rolling Elbow
Step-up Enzuigiri
Quick Spinebuster - followed by HYPE
Signature Moves
The Royal Verdict
Devastating discus clothesline that can knock out opponents cold.
The Lonely Road
Modified Ushigoroshi with a stiff knee to the face upon impact
NEW* The Waiting Moment
When an opponent is downed, closer to a finish. Purely a personality shift thing. Isaiah's eyes shift to his briefcase, he seems to fight between a killer instinct and a more calculated approach.
Finishing Moves
King's Decree / Guillotine of Destruction (G.O.D)
Spinning Impaler DDT
Royal Inquisition
Dragon Sleeper into a passout.
NEW* The Waiting Blade
Presently only done when its LEGAL.
Isaiah uses the brief case alongside his discus clothesline to finish off an opponent in a No-DQ/Extreme Rules match.
Entrance
King Kunta - Kendrick Lamar
The arena lights go dark. A single gold spotlight shines on the stage as the opening notes of King Kunta echoes through the air, the bass kicks in, and the screen behind the entrance ramp flashes with stark, bold letters:
DO YOU SEE ME NOW?
The silhouette of Isaiah King stands at the top of the ramp, first clenched at his sides, head bowed slightly. His championship belt is slung over his left shoulder, a king with a crown but no kingdom. He has on a black leather coat that cuts off at the top of his white wrestling boots. The long coat has a cracked crown embossed on it's back.
I've got a bone to pick!
Isaiah lifts his head, eyes longed on the ring. The gold spotlight follows his every step as he strides down the ramp, slow and methodical, like a predator closing in on his prey. Hopping onto the ring apron, he holds onto the top rope and stares into the crown, taking in the mixture of boos and cheers coming his way. Sliding through the top and middle rope, he places his title gently down at a corner, before draping his coat against it. He then walks to the center of the ring, spinning in a circle before pointing to his chest - he mouths:
"You thought I was done?"
Bringing his arms across his chest before shooting them down, he lets out a short, emphatic animalistic howl into the air before turning to face his opponent.
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The silhouette of Isaiah King stands at the top of the ramp, first clenched at his sides, head bowed slightly. His championship belt is slung over his left shoulder, a king with a crown but no kingdom. He has on a black leather coat that cuts off at the top of his white wrestling boots. The long coat has a cracked crown embossed on it's back.
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Isaiah lifts his head, eyes longed on the ring. The gold spotlight follows his every step as he strides down the ramp, slow and methodical, like a predator closing in on his prey. Hopping onto the ring apron, he holds onto the top rope and stares into the crown, taking in the mixture of boos and cheers coming his way. Sliding through the top and middle rope, he places his title gently down at a corner, before draping his coat against it. He then walks to the center of the ring, spinning in a circle before pointing to his chest - he mouths:
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Bringing his arms across his chest before shooting them down, he lets out a short, emphatic animalistic howl into the air before turning to face his opponent. [/color][/size]
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