Introduction

🐾 Magnus “The Red Riot” Velasquez

Species: Coyote
Age: 27
Height: 1.81 m
Alias: The Red Riot
Occupation: Underground Fighter

Bio

Magnus was born on the wrong side of the city — where noise never sleeps, neon lights drown out the stars, and survival isn’t granted, it’s earned. She learned early that charm and fists could open doors faster than manners ever could. By the time she was a teenager, she was already a legend in the back alleys and detention halls — that one student teachers warned others about and classmates either feared or followed.

Every scar on her fur tells a story — not of loss, but of lessons learned the hard way. She doesn’t fight for glory, or for money. Magnus fights because it’s the only language that’s ever made sense to her. Her confidence borders on arrogance, her loyalty burns fierce, and when she laughs mid-fight, that’s how you know you’re in real trouble.

Underneath the smirk and swagger, though, there’s a strange kind of discipline — a rhythm to her chaos. Magnus lives by one rule: never let anyone decide your limits. The world tried to break her, mold her, and label her; she bit back and kept walking.

They call her The Red Riot — not just for the crimson jacket she wears into every fight, but for the way she turns every match into a storm of motion and defiance. When she steps into the pit, the crowd doesn’t see a coyote — they see an uprising wrapped in leather and grit.

Signature Fighting Style: “Riot Rush”

Magnus fights like a fuse that’s already lit. Her style, dubbed Riot Rush, is a vicious hybrid of street brawling, Muay Thai, and improvised grappling. It’s all instinct, timing, and momentum — the kind of fighting you don’t learn in a dojo but in a dozen near-death scraps behind city bars.

She charges fast, hits hard, and never stays still. Her fists, wrapped in rough white bandages, slam like sledgehammers, chaining elbows and knees in a rhythm that’s half fury, half choreography. Every strike is fueled by emotion — anger, pride, thrill. She reads opponents like she reads a crowd: one twitch, one breath, and she’s already countering.

When the adrenaline peaks, she enters Break Mode — a relentless state where pain is just background noise. Her movements get sharper, faster, harder to predict. That’s usually when she finishes things with her signature move:

“Last Call” — a full-force, spinning haymaker aimed to break through guard and ego alike, often delivered with a roar that shakes the arena.

Fighters call it reckless. The crowd calls it art.
Magnus just calls it therapy.

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