RED GARDEN RESISTANCE
Chapter One: The First Seed

Ring Name: Scarlett Carsons

Real Name (If different): Evelyn Harper

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 145

Age: 24

Picbase: Julia Hart (House of Black version)

Theme Song: "SANCTIFY ME "--In This Moment




From: The Shadows of Westminster, London, England

Backstory: Scarlett Carsons grew up amidst a fractured world where injustice, fear, and corruption reigned supreme. Raised on the streets of London under the shadow of oppression, she found solace in the whispered legends of revolutionaries and their fiery determination to challenge authority. Her namesake, the Scarlett Carson rose, served as a beacon of defiance and hope. After losing her family to a mysterious regime that sought to silence dissenters, Scarlett sought revenge but soon discovered that her fight was not just personal — it was symbolic of something larger.

Scarlett vanished for years, rumored to have trained with underground fighters, mystics, and anarchists. She returned with a vision: to ignite rebellion through the visceral spectacle of professional wrestling, a stage where she could inspire others to challenge their own chains. Her allegiance to darkness, her piercing gaze, and her cryptic, poetic speeches have made her both revered and feared.

Scarlett Carsons now uses the ring as her battlefield, weaving destruction and symbolism into every match. Her character is a reflection of the chaos she endured, fighting to sanctify herself and her followers by tearing down those who represent tyranny and false power.

Wrestling Style: Scarlett is a hybrid wrestler with a mix of technical prowess, striking, and high-flying agility. Her movements are calculated, theatrical, and unnerving, drawing the audience into her dark and rebellious aura. She uses psychological warfare, employing a chilling calm before unleashing a storm of aggression.

Basic Moveset:

Snap suplex

Spinning back kick

Armbar into stomps

Missile dropkick

Running knee strike in the corner

DDT variations (tornado, spike)

Hurricanrana

Single-leg crab with knee strikes

Flying crossbody

Springboard moonsault

Apron Cannonball

Arm Wringer

Flapjack

Hammerlock DDT

Handspring Lariat

Knee Drop Armbreaker

Neck Breaker

Reverse Hotshot

Sliding Lariat

Spider Vertical Suplex

Standing Moonsault

Spinning Heel Kick

Thrust Kick

Step-up enzuigiri followed by a springboard cutter

Submissions:

Cattle Mutilation – A bridging double chickenwing that contorts the opponent's shoulders.

Muta Lock – A modified bridging chinlock combined with a leglock, focusing on the back and neck.

Fujiwara Armbar – Targeting the opponent’s shoulder with a brutal arm lock.

Octopus Stretch – Wrapping herself around the opponent while stretching their torso and arm.

Triangle Choke – A leg-based choke applied from her back, choking the opponent while keeping her arms free.

Crossface – Pulling back on the head and neck while trapping the opponent’s arm.

Sleeper Hold – A classic chokehold Scarlett uses to wear down her opponents, often with a sadistic smirk.

Leg Hook Cloverleaf – A variation of the Texas Cloverleaf that adds pressure on the opponent’s legs and back.

Gogoplata – A shin choke Scarlett executes with precision, using her flexibility to trap the opponent's throat.

Anaconda Vice – Wrapping up the opponent's arm and head in a crushing submission.

Split Choke

Rope Choke

Signature Move(s):

Dirty Pretty (spits a black liquid all over the face of opponent, blinding them temporarily.)

Nightmare Make Believe (Bronco buster)

The Upside Down (Hanging Figure 4 Leg Lock)

GODMODE (Codebreaker)

Finisher(s):
#1--(Main)-- G.P.T (Gun Powder Treason)--A swinging reverse STO

#2-Black Veil--A sit-out Michinoku Driver II

#3-Fallen Angel–-A top-rope meteora (double knee drop), landing square on her opponent’s chest.

Submission Finisher:

Sanctify – A dragon sleeper transitioned into a body scissor chokehold

The arena goes dark without warning.

Not a fade.
A hard kill—sound, light, breath—all of it ripped out at once.

For a heartbeat, there is nothing.

Then—

A low church bell tolls through the darkness.

Clang.

A single white spotlight snaps on at the top of the ramp, cutting through thick blue fog that pours outward like breath in winter. The opening whisper of SANCTIFY ME crawls in beneath it—soft, intimate, wrong—Maria Brink’s voice sounding less like a singer and more like a confession caught on tape.

The tron doesn’t play video.

It plays stained glass.

Cracked, fractured imagery of saints and sinners bleeding into one another. Faces half-formed. Halos broken. Wings burned black at the edges. The glass pulses faintly in time with the song’s heartbeat.

As the first heavy note hits—

The fog explodes.

Scarlett Carsons steps forward through it, already in motion, already claimed by the light.

She doesn’t pose.
She doesn’t acknowledge the crowd.

Her head is bowed—not in humility, but in judgment.

A long black coat drapes from her shoulders like funeral cloth, the inside lined deep crimson. Bare hands. No theatrics. No wasted movement. Each step down the ramp is deliberate, measured, like she’s walking toward an altar she plans to burn down.

Blue strobes flash once—just enough to catch her eyes as she lifts her head.

They don’t scan the crowd.

They pass through it.

When the chorus hits—SANCTIFY ME—the lights snap blood-red, flooding the arena as if the room itself has been baptized in something unholy. The fog behind her swirls upward now, forming a silhouette that almost looks like wings before tearing itself apart.

Scarlett stops halfway down the ramp.

Slowly, she opens her coat.

No taunt.
No gesture.

Just revelation.

The coat falls to the steel with a dull, final thud, left behind like a discarded skin. She rolls her shoulders once, loosening them, eyes never leaving the ring.

The music drops back into that haunting refrain as she resumes her walk.

At ringside, she doesn’t slide in.

She climbs the steps.

Each step echoes.

She wipes her boots on the apron—not for respect, but ritual—then steps between the ropes and stands dead center, head tilted back as the final sanctify me drags out into distortion.

The lights snap back to black.

One last white spotlight finds her—

And then it dies.

When the arena lights return, Scarlett Carsons is already in her corner.

Waiting.

Like the sin you thought you buried.

ACCOLADES: Coming Soon