Slade Kincaid

#1 · 10 July 2025, 14:25

Quote from Slade Kincaid on 10 July 2025, 14:25
NAME
Slade Kincaid

ARCADIA DESIGNATION:
The Major

WRESTLING STYLE:
Brawler / Technical Striker

NICKNAMES:
Ghost, Peacekiller, The Walking War

CATCHPHRASES:
“Peace is poison, War is the cure.”
“No Loose Ends.”
“Mission accomplished.”

HEIGHT:
6’3”

WEIGHT:
245 lbs

MOVES:

FINISHING MOVE:

PEACEKILLER - Ripcord Short Arm Lariat

SPECIAL MOVES:

SUPPRESSING FIRE - Machine gun-like palm strikes to the face and chest followed by a brutal elbow to the jaw.

NO RETURN - Low single-leg takedown transitioned into a grounded crossface.

GHOST WALK - Running knee to the temple of a kneeling opponent

KIWF Manoeuvres

SECTOR NINE - Fireman’s Carry into a Spinning Tombstone Piledriver

RING ENTRANCE:

THEME SONG:
“Soldier” by Citizen Soldier
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQ4vyQMwEP0&ab_channel=CitizenSoldier

ENTRANCE:
The opening riff of "Soldier" by Citizen Soldier echoes through Olympus. As the beat kicks in, Slade Kincaid steps through the curtain in tactical silence, dog tags rattling faintly with every step. His eyes don’t scan the crowd—they lock on the ring like a man reacquainting himself with war. No theatrics. No wasted motion. Just purpose. He climbs the steps, pauses at the apron, and solemnly salutes the ring like a battlefield before stepping through the ropes.

BIOGRAPHY:
Slade Kincaid is a name spoken in hushed tones among those who remember. A former Major, Kincaid led a unit in a war Arcadia has forgotten, where diplomacy failed, and only blood spoke. When the fighting stopped, the silence was deafening. He was discharged, discarded, and told to “find peace.”

But peace never sat right. It itched beneath his skin. The world moved on; Kincaid didn’t. He walked the levels of Arcadia like a ghost, searching for a war that would let him be himself again. Then he found OSW.

To others, the ring is opportunity. To him, it’s a battlefield. The lights, the crowd, the gold—they’re just noise around the mission. Slade isn’t here for fame. He isn’t here for dreams. He’s here because the fight is the only place where he feels real.

He doesn’t posture. He doesn’t perform. He eliminates.

Because in his world, peace is poison… and war is the cure.

NAME
Slade Kincaid

ARCADIA DESIGNATION:
The Major

WRESTLING STYLE:
Brawler / Technical Striker

NICKNAMES:
Ghost, Peacekiller, The Walking War

CATCHPHRASES:
“Peace is poison, War is the cure.”
“No Loose Ends.”
“Mission accomplished.”

HEIGHT:
6’3”

WEIGHT:
245 lbs

MOVES:

FINISHING MOVE:

PEACEKILLER - Ripcord Short Arm Lariat

SPECIAL MOVES:

SUPPRESSING FIRE - Machine gun-like palm strikes to the face and chest followed by a brutal elbow to the jaw.

NO RETURN - Low single-leg takedown transitioned into a grounded crossface.

GHOST WALK - Running knee to the temple of a kneeling opponent

KIWF Manoeuvres

SECTOR NINE - Fireman’s Carry into a Spinning Tombstone Piledriver

RING ENTRANCE:

THEME SONG:
“Soldier” by Citizen Soldier
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQ4vyQMwEP0&ab_channel=CitizenSoldier

ENTRANCE:
The opening riff of "Soldier" by Citizen Soldier echoes through Olympus. As the beat kicks in, Slade Kincaid steps through the curtain in tactical silence, dog tags rattling faintly with every step. His eyes don’t scan the crowd—they lock on the ring like a man reacquainting himself with war. No theatrics. No wasted motion. Just purpose. He climbs the steps, pauses at the apron, and solemnly salutes the ring like a battlefield before stepping through the ropes.

BIOGRAPHY:
Slade Kincaid is a name spoken in hushed tones among those who remember. A former Major, Kincaid led a unit in a war Arcadia has forgotten, where diplomacy failed, and only blood spoke. When the fighting stopped, the silence was deafening. He was discharged, discarded, and told to “find peace.”

But peace never sat right. It itched beneath his skin. The world moved on; Kincaid didn’t. He walked the levels of Arcadia like a ghost, searching for a war that would let him be himself again. Then he found OSW.

To others, the ring is opportunity. To him, it’s a battlefield. The lights, the crowd, the gold—they’re just noise around the mission. Slade isn’t here for fame. He isn’t here for dreams. He’s here because the fight is the only place where he feels real.

He doesn’t posture. He doesn’t perform. He eliminates.

Because in his world, peace is poison… and war is the cure.