I don't really expect this to catch on, nor do I really care to do more than just this. Consider it an act of whimsy.
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Fighter Name: BeelzeBark
Age: 2
Bio: Third son of Cerberus and a sassy terrier, BeelzeBark commands great respect in the Underworld. His two older brothers were born in physically imposing forms; fiendish, two-headed mongrels with rows of razor sharp fangs. However in appearance BeezleBark is an average-looking dog, leading many in the Underworld to believe that his fiendish qualities lie within his unknowable intellect. Demons jump at his command, lashing out from beyond the living world at his foes with every yap and tearing into BeezleBark's foes with their unhallowed claws and fangs. They believe that by following BeelzeBark's orders, he will rise into the role of a great demon general and marshal in an age of ruination and terror.
In truth, BeelzeBark is just a dog, and one of below-average intelligence. Lacking any sense of real cause and effect, he barks loudly whenever he is confused (frequently) at which point his demonic minions destroy everything nearby, believing this to be BeelzeBark's will. Of all that Beelzebark is aware is the fact that barking loudly is a solution to most problems, be they closed doors, oncoming traffic, people trying to save the world by destroying him, or errant squirrels.
BeelzeBark's minnions signed him up for the Grand Punch-Fite tournament when he wandered into a dojo where fighters were training for the event. They believe that he intends to win the tournament to further boost his feared reputation, and use his victory as a starting point for a glorious and brutal campaign to conquer and rule over the world as its Demon King. BeelzeBark is not sure why he's in the Punch-Fite tournament, and is mildly confused by the entire ordeal
Signature Move: Pentagramic Hydrant Piddle