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A.J. Morales
« on: August 03, 2018, 06:13:34 AM »

NAME: A.J. Morales (real name: Andrew Jones de Morales)
NICKNAME: The Revolution, The Rawest Wrestler Alive
DATE OF BIRTH: February 7th, 1992
PROFESSIONAL DEBUT: 2014 (backstory); April 3rd, 2017 (first “on-camera” match in XWA)
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: 187 lbs
BILLED FROM: San Francisco, California
ENTRANCE MUSIC: "Reverse This Curse" by Escape the Fate
PICBASE: Seth Rollins (blond streak era)
DESIRED DIVISION: Div 1 (2 RP's @ 3K ea)

A.J. Morales is a man with a principled core wrapped up in rockstar packaging. He gives his all in the ring and shows as much love to the fans as he gets from them because, as far as he’s concerned, it’s just the right thing to do. He gives his opponents a fair fight, or at least what amounts to one for the rules of a particular match, and there’s nothing he loves more than standing up to the many would-be tyrants of the business and punching them square in the face. To his enemies, A.J. can be downright irritating, since he loves to run his mouth and absolutely does not let getting screwed over go until he feels he’s gotten payback, but to the fans, and to his squad of associates, he’s exactly the sort of loyal, determined ally you’d want on your side.

Lean, but muscular build. Somewhat swarthy skin tone, reflecting his mixed Mexican and Irish ancestry. Long dark hair, with a streak dyed blond on one side, and a full, decently-kept beard. Fashion sense combines elements of metalhead, skater, and sportswear styles. For backstage appearances in his street gear, tends to pick at least one article of clothing tailored to the location (e.g. a Jimmy Eat World shirt in Arizona, a SuperSonics track jacket in Seattle, etc.).

White T-shirt with the sleeves cut off
Black elbow pad on right arm
Black fingerless gloves, with a Green Lantern symbol on the right hand ring knuckle
Black jeans
Black cross-training sneakers
Black kickpads, with red accents and red five-point stars on the front


  • Armdrag
  • Axe kick
  • Clothesline
  • Codebreaker
  • Dropkick
  • Elbow smash
  • Irish whip
  • Jump kick
  • Knife-edge chop
  • Knee strike
  • Roundhouse kick (standard, down and reverse variations)
  • Shoot kick
  • Spinebuster
  • Spinning backfist
  • Straight punch
  • Suplex (exploder, German, snap, vertical, and X-plex variations)
  • Uppercut (boxing, European, and rising variations)
  • Ushigoroshi

  • Armbar (cross, Fujiwara, and headscissors variations)
  • Kip-up
  • Leg sweep
  • Matrix escape

  • Baseball slide
  • Bicycle knee strike
  • Flying knee
  • Leg lariat
  • Slingblade
  • Suicide dive
  • Suicide senton

  • 450 splash
  • Blockbuster
  • Crossbody
  • DDT (jumping and springboard variations)
  • Elbow drop
  • Hurricanrana (standing, swinging, and diving variations)
  • Meteora
  • Shooting star press (standing and top-rope variations)
  • Spanish fly
  • Spiral Tap
  • Springboard high knee

  • Before the Liberator: Looks back and forth between his clenched right hand and his opponent, then kisses his ring knuckle
  • Before the Diamond Killer: Goes into a crane stance on the top rope and kicks the air twice
  • Raised-fist salutes to the crowd
  • Air-guitaring along with certain chants (anything set to the tune of "La Cucaracha")
  • If near a camera at ringside, tends to talk into it when he has a moment

94 Blitz: Striking spear
Golden Goal: Pele kick
El DiaBlade: Leaping clothesline
Lantern’s Flight: Moonsault
Fuckin’ Slayerrrr: Superkick

Liberator: Superman punch
Diamond Killer: Top rope spinning heel kick
Lethal Protector: Ripcord slingblade into Coquina Clutch
Raynmaker: Triple-jump elbow drop (only ever used as a last resort)

A.J. Morales is a young, hungry competitor fueled by years of economic angst. Born Andrew Jones de Morales and raised in a working-class, primarily Latino neighborhood in San Francisco, his mixed heritage made him a bit of an outsider among his peers, but by high school, he felt like an outsider in most of the entire city. Waves of gentrification meant that his family was repeatedly displaced, sometimes three times in a single year, by Silicon Valley tech workers and trust fund babies who drove up the rent by absurd multipliers and remade the streets according to their safer, cleaner tastes.

After eight years of this pattern, Andrew couldn’t take feeling like a pinball anymore. He left home and became a bit of a drifter, crashing at friends’ houses and working odd jobs all over the Bay Area to support himself. Things were tumultuous for a while, but when he reconnected with his childhood love of lucha libre, he started putting together a path for himself. He trained in martial arts until he turned 21, at which point he applied to Zapatista Lucha Academy, the official training school for a lucha libre promotion based primarily in San Jose. This eventually led to his run in Zapatista Lucha Libre as one-third of Los Monterrockers, where he took on his current ring name, established his rockstar persona, and even had a taste of gold in a run as ZLL Trios Champion until one of his teammates got into a career-ending bus crash, forcing the team's breakup.

It was during that run that Morales caught the eye of XWA talent scouts, and shortly after leaving ZLL, XWA co-owner Bella Quinn personally called him to offer a contract. Now on his own and traveling the world with XWA's World Domination Tour, Morales quickly established himself as a singles star to watch, even before he called out the Survivors on an episode of XWA Massacre. This act drew the ire of one Diamond Jack Sabbath, who saw an uncomfortable amount of himself in the rising young star, and as the battle for the XWA progressed and Morales aligned himself with Taylor Promotions, the two would become each other's top targets. For months, Morales and Sabbath traded barbs and sneak-attacks, directed both at each other and at their immediate allies, until things finally seemed to come to a head with XWA With a Vengeance, Morales's first Supershow main-event match, where he defended the Hardcore Championship he'd won off of Kryptops the previous month against Sabbath. Although Sabbath beat him initially, Morales quickly took advantage of the 24/7 rule and Sabbath's own ego to snatch the title back, breaking Sabbath's two-year XWA singles winning streak. And if that wasn't enough, that same night, Morales and Sabbath got drafted into a trios elimination match at Legends, where the title, Sabbath's career, and control of the XWA itself were all on the line. Representing XWA alongside Emery Layton and Adam Fenric, Morales eventually found himself alone against Sabbath and Ace Andrews, but managed to overcome the odds, saving the company, defending his title, and ending his nemesis's career all in one fell swoop.

After such a strong breakout year in wrestling, A.J. entered 2018 with two belts in two different promotions and one singular goal: to stay hungry and find a way to top himself. This meant holding down the Hardcore Championship fort, fending off challengers and racking up immediate win-backs until the end of July, by which point he’d held the belt for 293 consecutive days and 7 reigns, the most reigns with any XWA belt in history. But it also meant signing new deals with Seattle Pro Wrestling and CWC’s Alianza Campeonato Mexicano, where he quickly found himself on a successful trajectory. It meant starting to earn his way into world championship matches for the first time in his career. It even meant booking and hosting the star-studded Hard Rock Is Dead show in Las Vegas. But above all, it meant pushing his horizons at every opportunity, and it was that drive that led him to 4CW to challenge Bronx Valescence to arguably one of the year’s biggest dream matches. All that’s left now is to see if that match lives up to the hype.


  • BGDF Yin Yang Championship (4x, current)
  • XWA Hardcore Championship (7x)
  • SPW Pride Championship (1x)
  • ACM Mexico City Championship (1x, current)


”A’right, stop, stop, hold on, hold on, hold on—”

After a brief interrupting voice clip, the opening riff to "Reverse This Curse" by Escape the Fate hits the PA. The lighting near the entrance turns gold, vapor starts hissing out of the fog machines, and a highlight reel of clips from A.J. Morales's past matches starts to play. The Revolution himself emerges with his head down and his eyes closed, walking and headbanging in sync with the music as he plays air-guitar along with it on one of his championship belts, the other hanging around his waist. A.J. keeps this up until the first verse comes in, at which point he looks up, opens his eyes, and raises a clenched fist to the crowd, who cheer in response. He then starts walking to the ring, giving fist bumps and high-fives to anyone in the crowd who reaches towards him.

POWERS: "From San Francisco, California, weighing in at 187 pounds...he is the ACM Mexico City Champion and one-half of the BGDF Yin Yang Champions...The Revolution! A! J! MOOOOOOORALEEEEEES!"

As the chorus hits, A.J. climbs onto the apron and vaults himself over the top rope with a somersault. He pops up to his feet and gives a clenched fist salute to the side of the crowd facing the entrance ramp. He repeats this salute on all four sides of the ring, ending with the side facing the hard cam. For this last one, he looks directly into the camera, and after he drops the salute, he mouths the chorus’s last line—”So let me tell you the truth"—before turning to his corner, taking off his leather entrance jacket, putting down his title belts, and limbering up for the match.

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AGE: 21

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