JINX
TRICKSTER WRESTLER
JINX
TRICKSTER WRESTLER
Name | Jinx |
Arcadia Designation | Fatal Error |
Height | 5'4 |
Weight | 112lbs |
Catchphrase | “You're playing a game that you've already lost.” |
Entrance Song | Throne by Bring Me The Horizon |
Other Aliases | "Fatal Error" "The Black Hat" "The Glitch" |
BIOGRAPHY
WHO ARE THEY?
Jinx is a young woman who is known for her hacking abilities. There’s no firewall she can’t penetrate, no security system she cannot break. She also possesses a strong desire for video games, as she loves to feel superior to another player.
She’s cunning, witty and quite playful, turning everything into some sort of game for her own amusement. She considers this keeping things interesting so that she doesn’t get bored.
ENTRANCE
HIT MY MUSIC!
The sound of an operating system error can be heard as the lights go dark..
..”Every wound will shape me”..
..”Every scar will build my”..
..”THRONE”..
The bassline of Bring Me The Horizon’s “Throne” begins to shake the sound system as all eyes turn towards the entrance ramp. The curtain peels back as a hooded figure steps out from the back. The figure comes to a stand, head lowered and knees bending. At the sound of the chorus, the figure springs forward, tossing the hood away from her head. Jinx poses before sprinting her way to the ring!
JINX’s
MOVE SET
zero day threat
SPIN SUPLEX FACEBUSTER
SCRAMBLE THE SIGNAL (STS)
KINSASHA
RANSOMEWARE
BLACK ARROW
ddos
DISCUSS ELBOW
ENCRYPTION KEY
KI KRUSHER
DECIPHER THIS!
JINK GRABS THE ARM OF THE DOWNED OPPONENT, PUTS THEIR FOOT AGAINST THEIR JAW AND HITS A CURB STOMP.
ATTRIBUTES
BRAWLING WRESTLER
RECORD
WINS, LOSSES AND DRAWS
ACHIEVEMENTS
– TO FOLLOW
ON THE MIC!
THE BOTTOM LINE!
[Click-clack, click-clack.] [The sound of someone typing fills the air of a dark room. The only light in the room comes from the computer screen that sits in front of Jinx. The camera looks over her shoulder to see what she
[For some, the morning sun creeping through your bedroom window can be a rude awakening. Such is the case for Harold Attano this morning. As the sun falls upon his face, his eyes flutter open. Groggily he pushes himself up,
[Static.] [A black screen takes over the airwaves. A green text cursor blinks ever so ominously in the top left hand corner.] [The video fades in. The playful laugh of Fatal Error herself as she holds before her a large black box
Wa-.. W a s.. [Static.] [The feed of Attano is seemingly interrupted.] [We now stare at a black screen with a single green box in the top lefthand corner of the screen] [Moments pass before text begins to appear on the screen at a rapid
