give me your character as a wrestling promo

aka
give me your class, species

then your rant.

then your theme song as you walk down towards the squared circle/dungon.

BROTHER SYCAMORE (a.k.a. "Woody") (3.XEd): Lvl 13: Clc3 of Nature (Caster 9(13), 5th Lvl Spells; Plant & Earth Domains)/Sorc4 (Caster 6(10), 3rd Lvl Spells)/Geo4 (+4C)/M-T2

Race: Human Age: 36 Skin: Brown Eyes: Hazel Hair: leafy foliage Alignment: TN

GEOMANCER DRIFT
Stage 1: Bushy green eyebrows; hair beomes vines
Stage 2: Photosynthetic (1 hr sun = food); [Saplike blood (progressive damage is halved)]
Stage 3: Thorns- 1d3P when grappled or attacked w/natural weapons;

RANT: “You want a piece of ME? You’re barking up the wrong tree, brother! I will cut you down and chop you up! Then I’ll bury you deep and use you for compost so you can finally grow a pear!”*

THEME SONG:






* not a typo

HELLBOX (a.k.a. Box to his compatriots): a Warforged who was constructed to be a living gate to the infernal realms...but he rebelled, and is trying to make the world a better place. Mechanically, he's a Battlmind/Infernal Pact Warlock, his Ritual Spellbook engraved upon his body.*

RANT: “You don’t give a damn about me? I’m gonna give you a damn! I am a living can of whup-ass! What you think of as pain is only a shadow. Pain has a face- MINE!”

THEME SONG:






*The inspiration for the PC is an amalgam of the Hellboy comic book and the Hellraiser stories & movies- ported into 4Ed

Nails, the halfling street urchin- turned rogue. He was given a chance for something better by a kind Harper agent named Caroline. He tries to repay the kindness by fighting the system and providing for the children in need.

Tyrantor, the now deceased dwarf cleric whose final act was to use his action to cast raise dead from his scroll in order to save the fighter and in turn, the town from the demon. He was a softy at heart.