"The Immaculate One" Caroline O'Hara Burchill

Real Name: Caroline Valentina Zolnerowich



D.O.B.: 09/15/1994



Ethnicity: Caucasian



Hometown: Sydney, Australia



Pic Base: Emma Watson



Twitter: @_queencaroline







Ring Name: Caroline O'Hara Burchill



Nicknames: The Ace in Your Disgrace, The Red Queen, The Immaculate One



Hails From:



Height: 5’4”



Weight: 120 lbs.



Alignment: Major Heel



Trained By: Her older brother



Character Biography: Growing up, Caroline always seemingly excelled in everything that she participated in. Whether it was ballet, lacrosse, track and field, drama, or obtaining academic achievements, Caroline was the ultimate “it” girl. After all, with her parents’ harsh and unfortunate upbringings, Caroline made a promise to herself that she will succeed in everything and anything that she put her mind to. She was never one to accept being average or mundane, so she made it her lifelong mission to be the best - no matter what. So, when Caroline began to compete in the indy circuit when she started her professional wrestling career, the hunger and drive to win every championship imaginable consumed her. Though, ironically enough, Caroline wasn’t always the ego maniac and cruel, outspoken woman that fans are accustomed to seeing today.



In fact, she started her career off as a mega baby face, and would gladly take photos with the fans. She was once a bubbly, bright and spirited young woman who wanted to make everyone smile. Hell, she even fed off of the love and support of others. Unfortunately, though, when an individual is faced with fast-rising stardom and they allow for all of that attention to cloud their sense of morality, vanity comes along. It’s like a little cherry on top of the chocolate sauce of selfishness and the delicious sundae that is narcissism. So, Caroline got tired of the nice girl charade and transformed from the effervescent role model into an unabashedly candid and cocky individual. The love that once there transformed into hate, and Caroline hasn’t looked back since.



After taking some time off from wrestling, Caroline became a model and has even launched her own clothing brand called “Queen’s Fabrications”.



Career History: Caroline O’ Hara Burchill is perhaps best known for her stint in XWF from October 2014 to February 2015, where she garnered international recognition for her controversially brash and outspoken character. She started off with a three-match winning streak before it all came crashing down after a triple threat match. However, Caroline would continue to impress everyone by appearing in a match against the likes of Frodo Smackins, and she even participated in two matches for the opportunity to become a number one contender for the company’s various titles. Although she was unable to obtain championship gold, Caroline made a name for herself as one of the most athletic and candid wrestlers in the world. There were even plans for Caroline to associate herself with the Universal Champion Doctor D’ville at the time, but after a mental breakdown and various issues, Caroline left and went on a hiatus for a year.



Recently, Caroline expressed interest in returning to the ring and has been training since March, occasionally traveling to various countries to compete in the independent circuit.



Gimmick: Cold, calculating, manipulative and vile. Caroline is willing to manipulate anyone, whether it be from the usage of psychological warfare or just downright bending the rules and cheating. In general, Caroline is your residential unapologetic bitch. She is an arrogant and ambitious young woman whose primary goal is to obtain glory and become the greatest wrestler to have ever stepped foot inside of a ring. She considers herself to be superior in comparison to everyone and believes that she is above her competitors. All she cares about is her insatiable lust for domination and making the world know who she is.



Entrance Music: 'I Am The Greatest' {by Logic}



Entrance Description: The red and white colors of the lighting flash to the heavy hip hop beats of Logic’s ‘I Am The Greatest’, signaling the arrival of the infamous Red Queen. As if on cue, the fans roar with boos and jeers, although their attempts at provoking the woman would be futile. Soon, a lone red light shines down on the center of the stage and Caroline O’ Hara Burchill would walk out to stand within it. Like hail relentlessly raping against a window, the volume of the booing would reach an intense peak. The signature smug smile of Caroline would be present and she’d slowly spin around, almost as if taking pleasure in the immense hatred being presented for her. She laughs and makes her way down the ramp, hardly acknowledging any of the insolent fans.



As she reaches the ring, she looks at her surrounding. The hostile environment was nothing to her and she simply continued on with her egotistical swagger, climbing up onto the apron and entering the ring through the middle ropes. She scales the turnbuckle, raising her arms up and shouting out, “Bow down to the Queen!”. She then smiles as the fans boo out in response, climbing down and resting in the corner as she awaits for the match to get underway.




Fighting Style: A combination of technical and speed.



In-Ring Strengths: Fast paced and agile, though not necessarily reckless. Gifted when it comes to technical skills as well, and she seemingly can innovate a lot of impressive counters despite her relatively inexperienced career. She also likes to affect her opponents psychologically, whether it be by taunting them or making them frustrated to the point where they’re bound to mess up. She is unrelenting and will go out to exploit any weakness that she senses. Physically, mentally, whatever. If she can find it, she will exploit it and use it to her advantage.



In-Ring Weakness: Being more of a nimble and lithe competitor, she isn’t impactful when it comes to the strength department. She is not above arrogance and so, it is easy for her to disregard her opponents and take them lightly, even if they’re a very well-established and accomplished talent. She almost always comes into a match with a strict game plan, so if the opponent does something unexpected or she fucks up to her own accord, then she’ll have a bit of a difficult time trying to keep up and she’ll lose whatever advantages she had in the match.



Favorite Match Type: “I Quit” match. Nothing brings her more joy than having to force her opponent to say those two splendid words.



Favorite Weapon: A true Queen doesn’t need to use a weapon.



Common Moves:



[1] Cross Armbreaker


[2] Guillotine Choke, sometimes with a body scissors applied


[3] Jumping Clothesline


[4] Chop Block


[5] Running double knees to a seated opponent


[6] Rolling Kneebar


[7] Dropkick


[8] Seated Armbar


[9] Flying Armbar


[10] Achilles Lock


[11] Hammerlock DDT


[12] Snap Suplex


[13] Swinging Neckbreaker, sometimes back-to-back


[14] Hangman’s Facebuster


[15] STO Backbreaker


[16] Wheelbarrow Bulldog


[17] Rolling Elbow


[18] Backhand Chops


[19] Spinning Heel Kick


[20] Crucifix


[21] Suicide Dive


[22] Diving DDT


[23] Surfboard Facecrusher


[24] Yakuza Kick




Signature Moves:



1. Off With Your Head! ➸ A running knee strike to a seated opponent.



2. Fall From Grace ➸ Diving foot stomp to a turnbuckle trapped opponent.



3. Burchill Calling ➸ Moonsault Double Foot Stomp (is used in high-pressure matches, like a title match, a rivalry match, or any match where high stakes are involved)




Finisher(s):



1. Killer Queen ➸ Tornado DDT, followed by a crossface chicken wing. (4:13-4:25)



2. Impending Overthrow ➸ Poisoned Frankensteiner. (Can be done with a springboard and from an avalanche position)



In-Ring Attire:


Basic visual representation of the clothes she wears.

Ring attire is generally worn in either white and gold or red and black. She always has a regal theme going on for her, where her attire is embellished with some rhinestones. She has on tights that are just like Brie Bella's, and she has "CAROLINE" embedded on the back of it. At the front part, she has her signature crown logo embedded as well. Completely with knee-high wrestling boots that are covered by kickpads that go with the outfit theme.


Sample Roleplay: (Can be from a previous fed, or something fresh. Look at our role-play judging guidelines for a hint as to what should be present in your role-play to make the cut.)












Her pace now reached a maddening rush as she walked with great haste, slithering in between the dawdling mass of anonymous figures that stood in her way. A muscle twitched involuntarily at the corner of her right eye; her mouth forming a rigid grimace with each glance she made at the diamond-studded Michael Kors watch she had on her wrist. Finally reaching the main entrance of the towering building, Caroline pushed herself past through the revolving doors and continued on with her frantic pace into the lobby.



Her eyes nearly widened and popped out of her skull as she saw that the elevator was about to close. With every fiber of her body and the last bit of energy that she could muster up from within herself, Caroline quickly made a run for it and placed her hand in between the elevator doors, stopping them from closing. Caroline would've busted out singing "Hail Mary" as a sigh of relief passed through her lips and she entered the elevator, squeezing herself into a corner that had some space that was enough to fit her petite frame.



Like hail pouring down against a window pane, the drumming of Caroline's fingers was as relentless as it was loud. Each click of the french polished nails on the clutch purse echoed the tumultuous thudding of her heartbeat. Her face, rigid with tension, negate her youthfulness, as she seemed to have aged a decade in the past few hours of her mad dash trying to reach her interview on time.



She was one hour late, right on the dot.



With an audible ping!, the elevator ride (which seemed like an endless journey) finally came to an end and the doors opened. After the crowd of people dispersed and she was able to get out of the elevator, Caroline quickly made her way towards the end of the hall. She would be greeted by a blonde woman, arms folded and feet impatiently tapping against the wood flooring. The pursed lips of the woman looking straight at Caroline indicated that she was not in the best of moods.



She was none other than Amy Scottsfiern — Caroline's agent.



"Does 'be here on time' not mean anything to you? You're over an hour late, Burchill!"



"I know, I know! Will you just fucking chill? At least I actually went out of my way to roll out of bed and show up in the first place. I still don't feel well."



"The world doesn't revolve around you nor does it owe you anything. You realize that, right? We have to get to the interview room now. You've been keeping these people waiting for way too long now."



"Oh, no really? I thought that we were going to go out and get some ice cream, arm-in-arm as we skip down the yellow brick road."



"You're way too good at pissing people off. You really know how to irk someone to their very soul."



"It is just one of the many talents that I possess... and certainly more than you'll ever have."



Amy groaned as she opened a door, leading the two into the designated room that they were supposed to go and walked in. Almost instantaneously, Caroline would be greeted by the harsh brightness of flashing lights and a group of pesky reporters, shouting out all sorts of questions and remarks to Caroline. However, she paid them no mind and simply sat down at the lounge chair that was right across from the person who would be conducting the interview -- Steve Sayors.



Sayors appeared to be a bit uncomfortable as he shifted nervously in his chair, his hands intertwined with each other repeatedly as he fidgeted with them. Maybe it was the presence of Caroline herself or the bravado that she exude... whatever it may be, Steve was a bit apprehensive about her. Caroline couldn't help but to arch a slender eyebrow at Sayors; the same french tip nails tapping lightly on the armrest of the chair. Her eyes were piercing like daggers as she waited impatiently, making Steve gulp. Luckily for Sayors, his saving grace would come to his much-needed aid as Sayors was given the cue by one of the camera crew people. Steve nodded and brought his attention over to look directly at the camera. One of the crew members began to count down.









"Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome as we bring to you an exclusive interview being broadcasted live on XWF.com. My guest here with me is perhaps one of the most controversial wrestlers in the world today, albeit in recent memory: Caroline O'Hara Burchill. An indy standout, Caroline was signed by the head officials of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation back in October and is now scheduled to compete in the main event of Monday Night Madness as one of the eight participants in a Gauntlet match to determine who will be the number one contender for Gator's Television Championship."



Steve looked over at Caroline, who in turn smiled at him as the camera shot panned over to her.



"It must be a little nerve-wracking for you as you are going to be competing against seven others for a title contentionship. After all, some may even argue that this is the most important match of your career. Aren't you nervous? What are your own thoughts right now as you are heading to this bout on Monday night?"



"Nervous? What is there to be nervous about? Ha! That is such a stupid question to ask. Of course I'm not nervous! I am actually flattered by the fact that my exemplary talents and superiority has given me the recognition that I deserve, far more than the rest of these ineffectual cock breathers that I am set to do battle with. What relevance do they possess in this federation? What, do they expect people to be intimidated by them in the slightest bit? Should we even give two shits about any of these asinine, hemorrhoid fuck-faces? When I look at them, I see nothing more but pure nothingness. What exactly have these arse clowns accomplished in this federation, besides having people run their feet all over them? They are nothing more but a bunch of irrelevant, washed-up wastes that belong in the trash. At least they will be somewhere where they will actually fit in. I will take great pleasure in doing the honors by laying them out on the mat and pinning them, laughing right in their face as I see the great disappointment in their eyes. They will come to cruel realization that they aren't worth anything and so, they will sulk back to the locker room, crying like the pathetic little scums that they are."



"To think that any of them will reach the limelight is laughable at best. They aren't ready to reach the pinnacle point and become champion. Never have been and never will be. Try as they might, they will just fall back into the sad reality that they are losers and they will just continue to do what it is that they do best: losing."



"Wow, very strong remarks said there. Then again, you are infamous in your own right for being an unabashedly candid individual who isn't afraid to speak your mind. Still, I can't help but to think that you don't have a lot of respect for any of your fellow competitors."



"What, am I supposed to sugarcoat my words and act all sweet? Ha! No wonder you get pushed around here so much. You're so gullible that it's pathetic! Being nice and letting everyone run their feet all over on you isn't going to get you anywhere in life. Those who seek acceptance lack ambition. In today's society, people are ruthless and will stomp on you whenever the situation calls for it. You'll just be nothing more but a stepping stone; a pedestal for them so that they can climb higher and higher on the ladder of success. But meanwhile, what about you? You'll just remain at the bottom of the chain. Why? Is being a pushover really worth it in the end? People seek out to accomplish goals for their own self interests and they definitely didn't play the "Be Nice!" card to get to where they are."



"But don't you want to... you know, garner the respect from your fellow wrestlers? Surely -- "



"No. They will just become a liability for me. They'll just hold me back from ever achieving what it is that I want. Besides, what will they do for you in the long run? What benefits are you gaining from them? They are not worthy of my respect. They are all nothing more but a bunch of idiots that wish that can be on the same level as me. I'm a Queen: flawless and unattainable like a precious, rare gem. Meanwhile, they’re just a bunch of dirty little rocks that try to reach the same level of perfection. A group of worthless peasants that try to please the lords and the higher ups.”



Sayors, along with the media and even Amy herself looked shock as Caroline carried on with her impassioned speech.



“What, should I give a shit about any of them? Why should I, Caroline O’ Hara Burchill, even bat an eyelash at any one of these irrelevant fools that think that they can hang with the likes of me? They’re just a cluster of little kids desperately seeking acceptance and validation from the big kids when, quite frankly, none of them will ever never rise to the occasion. Not a single one at all. Next question."



"Well, we actually covered the main basis for this interview..."



"Really? Well then, that's excellent. I have other business that I need to tend to. Still, thank you for having me here, Mr. Sayors."



Without uttering another word, Caroline got up and walked out of the room. Amy, who was a little surprised by Caroline's sudden leave, walked quickly after her. Steve remained seated, a look of confusion plastered on his face as the scene fades to black.