I…am a man…of constant sorrow
I’ve seen troubles all my days…
The lights dim and the Jumbotron shows the infamous symbol known the world over…
The fans cheer as smoke billows from the entrance to the arena. “Man of Constant Sorrow” by Charm City Devils kicks in, bringing the EWA fans to their feet so they can see the man they call the Bluegrass Bad Ass. Standing in the entrance, his black cowboy hat dusty and worn and his head bowed, is BUCK DRESDEN. Buck wears a long black duster coat, just as worn and ragged as the hat. He looks up to the audience and grins ear to ear with his stubbled jawline. On the front of the hat is the old symbol of his tag team, the Skull of the Bad Ass Brotherhood. On the back of his coat? The same. He wears no shirt, his hands are taped up, and he wears his blue jeans, a hole through the right knee revealing his black kneepad, and we can assume there is a matching one on the other knee, and black work boots with a giant BAB belt buckle.
He walks down the ramp and talks to several fans as he saunters past. He slides under the bottom rope and gets to one knee in one fluid motion, removing his hat and holding his arms outstretched, nodding his head to the camera.
He gets to his feet and winks at Nikki as he slides his hat out of the ring. He slings his coat off of his shoulders to the mat and leans against the ropes, again talking and pointing to some of the fans, laughing and joking around with them while running his hands over his dirty blonde hair. He nods his head as he begins to stretch against the ropes, preparing for his match.
- Buck Shot [Buck cocks and aims an imaginary shotgun at his worn down opponent, firing off a round into his opponent before he picks them up and hits them with a stiff as fuck short arm clothesline/Rainmaker]
- The Cattle Driver [Buck hooks his opponent in a pump handle position, then lifts them to his shoulder and drives them down to the mat in a Michinoku Driver]
- 8 Second Ride [Buck hooks his unsuspecting opponent in a kata ha jime/Tazmission and quickly grapevines his legs around their midsection, in effect riding them down to the ground and choking them out]
Buckley is at peak physical condition. He has “farmer strength” in that his body is built for hard physical work, not some crazy abbed up with veins all over the place. He has broad shoulders and a stout frame. He is ridiculously sexy. He is also ridiculously charming. He is also ridiculously stupid. Well, not stupid. Dim. He’s kind hearted to a fault, but he’s also very ruthless in the ring. He has blue eyes and a generally soft and happy demeanor which is in stark contrast to his intimidating appearance. Buck is an extremely confident and kind hearted young man. He maintains happiness, even when obviously and thoroughly frustrated. He is extremely smart, and for whatever reason rarely shows his intellect off, generally allowing himself to be the comedy relief in any situation he is placed in. He is highly chivalrous, and struggles to shake loose the conservative manners and beliefs he had grown up with all of this life. He works hard, he trains hard, and tries to make the best out of any situation. He treats fighting and wrestling the way he did his championship rodeo days, as an act of manhood that he can convey his dominance over. He likes to make references to “going heel” one day, though with very, very little malice behind it.
Buck wears pairs of faded blue jeans of varying levels of wear from years of use. Generally, at least one knee will be exposed through the old fashioned way of having been worn to that degree to tear. Underneath he has kneepads on, but of course they are unseen through the jeans aside from any holes they may have in them, depending on the pair. He wrestles in work boots similar to Wolverine boots that are generally black and his jeans are never tucked in under them. He has no shirt on underneath but keeps a MASSIVE belt buckle on with the BAB Skull on it.
At an early age, Buck was put to work on the family farm in Hazard. This was where he learned the ideal of a fair days wage for a fair days work. The work was hard, the days were long, and the rewards were slim. It was in his hometown that he first came to love the art of fighting for honor while participating in unsanctioned bare-knuckle boxing matches. Buck worked for his family until his two younger brothers became old enough to take his place on the farm. Then, with his father’s blessing, he moved to El Paso, Texas to pursue another love of his: professional rodeo.
While never becoming a major star, Buck managed to carve a name for himself, winning two golden PBR belt buckles (one in Austin, TX and one in Cheyenne, WY). His career was cut short when he was thrown from an especially nasty bull and trampled in Norman, Oklahoma. Finding himself going broke and unable (or perhaps unwilling) to continue his rodeo career, he began to train to become a boxer, heralding back to his days of bare knuckle fighting. Soon, however, his charisma and his inherent athletic ability caught the eye of a local wrestling promoter, who sought to get Buck to become a professional wrestler. Loving the characters of the 1980s and 1990s, Buck took to trying to bring as much of himself to the character of a stereotypical cowboy until the character and Buck would simply be one in the same. After a year of training, he found the promoter had packed up shop and declared bankruptcy. Without anywhere to go and essentially homeless, he decided to panhandle and thumb his way West, where he was sure he could either find work as a ranch hand or possibly even kick up his rodeo career in some fashion again, or maybe a Western professional wrestling promotion.
After two months of travelling on the road and walking through the United States with no roof over his head and just enough money to feed and clean himself, Buck wound up in Reno, Nevada. It was there that he first heard of a wrestling promotion which had worldwide acclaim that he had not known since his days of being a fan stopped so long ago: The SHOOT Project. Combining his love of characters, his love of fighting, and his love of professional wrestling, Buck knew this was where he belonged. Taking nearly two weeks, he finally made his way to Las Vegas and managed to secure himself a tryout on their debut return show of their most recent incarnation.
Buck became one of the three man faction known as the Bad Ass Brotherhood, whose singular mindset is what their definition of what a man is and what a man does drives their union. Buck’s comic and kind personality meshes well with his ambitious and egotistical partner Charles Brandon Magnus, as well as their driven and intense third partner Jonas Coleman.
* denotes a guest appearance in someone else’s RP
Because Why the Fuck Not? (8.30.17)