Post by bigfan on May 7, 2017 0:10:23 GMT
Maria Alves
Name: Maria Alves
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 116 lbs
Hometown: Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Alignment: Tweener
Gimmick: Street urchin turned judoka looking to broaden her skills
Attire: A white, long-sleeved one piece tunic with a decorative black belt, styled to give the appearance of a martial arts gi, albeit the garment does not open in front and is much more form-fitting. Below the hips, the tunic is slightly flared and looser, giving the appearance of a very short skirt. Maria wears black bikini bottoms underneath the tunic, and her lower body remains otherwise bare.
Style: Technician focusing on grappling, throws, and submissions, using her background in judo as a base while branching out into more pro-style maneuvers. Like any good judoka, she’s a master of using her opponents’ momentum and strength against them, though her striking and aerial skills remain underdeveloped.
Common moves:
Ura-nage
Seio-nage
Flapjack Facebuster
Capture Suplex
STO
Alabama Slam
Side Russian Leg Sweep
Lotus Lock
Anaconda Choke
Flying Armbar
Wakigatame Armbar
Short-arm Scissor / Bicep Slicer
Gorilla Clutch
Grapevined Ankle Lock
Full Nelson with Bodyscissors
Signature moves:
Tiger Suplex
Rolling Heel Hook
Rings of Saturn
Finishers:
Indian Deathlock
Kimura Lock
Background:
No one knows the full story of Maria Alves, not even herself. The only childhood she remembers is growing up penniless, homeless, parent-less, and nameless in the favelas of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. She was found wandering the streets as a toddler, the whereabouts of her erstwhile guardians unknown. She was given a name by the woman who found her and raised as a collective child of the local community, bouncing around from household to household depending on who had the means to feed an extra mouth for the night.
Understandably, Maria spent her adolescent years as a delinquent, stealing when she got hungry and then fighting when she got caught. That all came to an end when she picked the pocket of one of Brazil’s many Japanese expatriates, a man who happened to run a judo dojo in the city, then one thing lead to another and Maria became something of an adoptive daughter to the sensei. Over the next nine years, Maria lived and trained at the dojo, proving to be something of a natural at the martial art. She was never the biggest, nor the strongest, nor the quickest, but her technique was impeccable and her rough upbringing in destitution had imbued in her an aptitude for violence that was second to none. The kindly sensei might have taken Maria out of the favela, but he never could quite take the favela completely out of Maria.
Unfortunately, that turned out to be a curse as well as a blessing. Old habits die hard, and Maria kept to her sticky-fingered ways even when she no longer needed the money. Additionally, Maria was accustomed to fighting for survival, not fighting for sport, and she chafed under the restrictive rules of competitive judo. Despite earning her black belt, she was never a good tournament judoka due to her propensity for applying illegal techniques, and that combined with her repeated run-ins with the law for larceny meant that it was no longer feasible for her to stay at the dojo, thus resulting in her emigration to the United States.
No longer fettered by tradition and ceremony, Maria was free to add skills and techniques beyond the scope of what she was taught in judo. After another 18 months at a professional wrestling academy, she felt ready to tackle some of the best and most diverse women’s combatants the world had to offer in FAWN.