Tristan Ludlow

Name: Tristan Ludlow
Age: 26
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Black
Height: 6'8"
Weight: 400lbs
Nationality: British
Alignment: Heel
Entrance Music: Wrath Of A Titan




Strategy & Style: Destructive Impulse. Those two words alone should tell you what to expect when facing him.

Despite his time wresting and having a professional boxing career, he's not so much of a technical wrestler. At best, you could call him a sluggard in boxing terms but even then he's not nearly as refined like the past. Tristan fights with pure instinct. Slamming opponents around, hurling them across the ring and dropping them hard to the ground is what he loves doing. Don't mistake him for being a mindless beast. He's a monster with a conscious and if an opponent tries to make him fall into an obvious trap, Tristan knows well to avoid it. His style can be said the same in terms of Hentai. Soft and sensual. Fuck outta her with that shit, he goes rough and powerful as soon as the match starts. Be prepared to either knock him out, make him cum or break something, or you'll be in for a very bad time.

Preferred Attacks: Basically every powerhouse move in the book he would use. Slams, throws and some impact moves. Certainly can use his fists well too.

Preferred Matches: Standard, No DQ, Hardcore, Boxing, Ironman, Steel Cage, Hentai


"An interview? Heh, when's the last time I've done that? During my boxing days? Alright, make it quick, twerp."

Physical Statistics
Endurance: ★★★★★★★ - "I'm a fucking tank. So of course I would have the endurance of one. I refuse to stay down."
Strength: ★★★★★★★★★ - "Seriously, have you seen me? I could take you out in one swing. And they never ever get up. And I can chuck you from one end of the arena to the other."
Defense:★★★ - "What's the point in that? Deal damage before they can do the same to you. Simple."
Speed: ★★ - "Okay, Okay. The big brute isn't so light on his feet nowadays. You won't be laughing once I catch you."
Technique: ★★★ - "I can at times admire someone's technique, especially in boxing. But not with me. Not that I need it."

Wrestling Statistics
Strikes: ★★★★★★★ - "Former boxer. Duh."
Submissions: ★★ - "I know some. But I'd rather slam someone."
Powerhouse: ★★★★★★★★ - "Aww yeah, that's the one! The bread, the butter and the plate that I eat on."
Ariels: - "..........Fuck no."
Counters: ★★★ - "I could counter moves with my strength. That works, right?"

(Note that the rating is over exaggerated since it only goes up to five. Although it may not be too far from the truth, assume it goes up to five.)



Atlas - A move that could just come out at anytime, Marc spins his body round to land a Discus Clothesline on his opponent. Because of his size, the attack does have some long range to it and with his strength added to the spin, you'd be lucky to have your head still attached to your shoulders.

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Gigas - One of his favorite moves, Marc grabs the opponent and does your standard powerbomb. Only that he doesn't do just one, he does another, and another, and another, the power of the slam gradually getting more higher before he lifts them up high in the air for a high impact Liger Bomb. Most tend to be done by at least the second or third powerbomb. And depending if you made him angry or not, he may do more.

Titan - A fireman carry slam which would make the opponent land on his knee for a backbreaking finish. He states that no man or woman has kicked out once he hits that move. And it's easy to see why.

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In chains:

Personality: Tristan had been a cocky, brash and a confident individual who has great pride in his iron body. Of course, that confidence has been forged from years of training, lifting weights and fighting in the ring for most of his life. Hey, when you're undefeated for many years, that certainly earns you the confidence that he has. Tristan's views does lean on misogyny, having his own ideas of women constructed from his father. Many believe he needs to be humbled, but for many years, none have dared. Except for one...After being owned that day, he is still quite the same, although it has been tempered a little. Chauvinistic views have almost disappeared, but you could see little hints of it. And although he does love taking someone as a prisoner at the end of the match, Tristan does have some sympathy to those who have been slaves, wishing himself to be free from his own bondage.

Past/History: Tristan had been brought up in a very macho environment, his father would beat his mother and had been very violent to her. Tristan, growing up, hated his father and took care of his mother. He loved her dearly and wondered why she hasn't left him. It was like she was in some bondage and can't be free from her own mental prison. He didn't understand it fully, but he would stick close to his mother, even copping some of the beatings himself. What the parents didn't expect is for him to grow tall, his parents were just under the 6" mark and he was around 5'10" by the age of 6. He had an abnormal growth spurt and as he got bigger and bigger, he was able to defend his mother from his father.

Wanting to get some of the anger out of him, Tristan turned to boxing, each day he would work on the heavy bag and punish it until he feels he calmed down. His coach, noticing the talent on him, decided to train him. Amateur and all the way to Semi-Pro, he started winning all of his fights, finding much success, his size helping too. Tristan wanted more, he trained harder, lifting heavier weights till he became something that most believe that he was sculpted by the gods themselves. He was a titan. A behemoth. And when he got into the professional leagues, Tristan was unstoppable.

Fame did get into his head some, acting very cocky and believing he is god's gift to the world of boxing. Probably worse is a scandal that broke the news of sexual harassment on a woman. It seems the images of his father still haunt him to this very day and couldn't completely avoid becoming like him. A special match in the wrestling ring soon had him joining the league, most wrestlers didn't know how to deal with him. And when the creative writers asked him to job a match for the sake of storyline, Tristan refused, saying that it is all fake. He wanted something real.

He turned into underground fighting where there are less limitations and he can really let loose. Even getting himself into a sexfight league too. In his venture there, he came across women as his opponents. "Women? Fighting? Get outta here!" Tristan made his misogynistic views clear to the underground scene and many believe he is in a dire need of humbling. Although none have come even close to doing so. He dominated those leagues, having pleasure in beating and humiliating them, leaving many woman bow-legged for days. Only then did he meet a rather special woman. One that would change his life forever. They met in their sexfighting league, Tristan of course being confident and that no woman could ever take his massive 11 inch cock, that she would be having his way with her.

Little did he knew that he would be wrong. Very wrong. Oh, so fucking wrong.

To the viewers who were watching from the secret cameras, they watched that woman owning the titan, her sexual skills was unparalleled. He didn't know who she was, she was a newcomer and yet he was getting owned by her. What was different about her that stood out from the others. Could be her purple hair...but no, there was something else. She pulled 4 cums in the space of minutes and only then did Tristan had to try. The first time he had a challenge. He went with a tactic that had owned many women before, cock vs pussy. Nobody had yet been able to take his massive cock and tame it. It all left women screaming and could never take it all. The doggy style would end her.

Man, could he ever be more wrong.

To his surprise, she took it. She took his pounding. She took his girth. All of it. Tristan didn't know what to do at that point, nothing was affecting her or stopping her attack and he had two more orgasms from that position. Now she went into a reverse cowgirl position. And only then did he feel helpless as he could do nothing to stop the assault coming from that woman. She didn't stop, never was a pause and even if she did had some orgasms here and there, Tristan had many and she was taking every ounce of cum from him. He felt she was gonna fuck him to death. He pleaded to stop but like him, the mysterious, purple haired woman shown no mercy, taking out more and more and more until he felt his life was gonna be taken away. The woman stopped, just before his own heart couldn't take anymore. And she whispered to the colossus that she will stop, unless if he states she owns him. It is a marvel that he could even string some coherent words out of his mouth but he did say the words that she wanted to hear. He was hers for the taking. And he was going to use him fully.

He found himself being used all day, kept in her dungeon in her home in Tokyo. He felt that he could never keep up with her. His strength was useless to her sexuality. After a few more years, the mysterious woman tells him to go to AFW to fight for her. Since he had been a good slave, she should reward him somewhat. Tristan was relieved that he could have some freedom, and the league did intrigue him. No fake shit, just pure fighting and fucking. That is what he was looking for. He maybe dominated by that woman who he still doesn't know her name, but he will show absolute dominance in his new career in AFW.

Fun Facts!

-Despite his actions, Tristan does dream of having a family one day and to treat his kids with love and care. Wanting to be different from his father.

-He holds a record in weight lifting that hasn't been broken still.

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AFW Information
Record: 0-0-0
Wins: 0
Loses: 0
Draws: 0

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