El Toro Fuerte

User: Joe
Gender: Male
"El Toro Fuerte never removes his mask."

Given name:
Victor Juárez

Strong body, fine clothes, simple mask (dark blue with copper detailing, including a Taurus symbol on the forehead. Close inspection shows Enochian script in copper thread hidden in the detailing)

Charm +2
Cool +1
Sharp -1
Tough +2 (see Moves)

Signature Move: The Juárez Sledgehammer (Two-arm chokeslam/sitout powerbomb) When you unleash your signature move on something, roll +Tough. On 10+, you do 2-harm and take +1 forward. On a 7-9, you do 1-harm and take +1 forward. On a miss, your opponent counters the move.
Intensive Training: +1 Tough
Daredevil Move: You can attempt a tricky, high risk maneuver to gain an advantage on an opponent. Roll +Tough.
On a 10+, pick three. On a 7-9, pick one:

  1. Interrupt a move someone or something else is making, so they can’t do it yet.[*]Take +1 forward.
  2. Give another hunter +1 forward.
  3. Inflict 2-harm if you are unarmed, and your weapon’s harm if you are armed.
  4. You don’t suffer harm in return.

On a miss, you suffer 1-harm from your failed move, and leave yourself open to your foes.
Fan Following: Your exploits on Telemundo have not gone unnoticed. When you contact a devoted fan to help you with a mystery, roll +Charm. On a 10+, they’re available and helpful — they can fix something, give you a lift, or do some other favor. On a 7-9, they’re prepared to help, but it’s either going to take some time or you’re going to have to do part of it yourself. On a miss, you burn some bridges.

Shotgun: (3-harm close messy loud)
Brass Knuckles: (1-harm hand stealthy) (In the shape of the Lucha Oaxaca Heavyweight Championship belt. “A jeweler in Mexico City is a fan.”)
Stylish Vehicle: Mastretta-MXT Mexican sports car. (“The owner of the company is a fan.”)

They are a huge fan of your wrestling. Ask them why.
Lily Morgenstern seems to enjoy the showmanship and pageantry more than anything else. El Toro is trying to engender an appreciation of the more technical aspects, and while that’s likely very entertaining for onlookers, it’s slow going.

Good friends. Decide between you if it’s from way back, or recently.
I.V. Yount, Ph.D., I think, mostly enjoys the fact that El Toro doesn’t treat her like a bomb with a lit fuse. Others can be forgiven for assuming it’s just because El Toro isn’t sharp enough to know how dangerous she is, but that’s not it. IV fights the good fight, and everyone deserves to have people who accept them, terrifying eldritch powers and all.

They know your real name and personality, as well as your wrestling persona. Decide between you why that is.
El Toro once helped Baxter on a job that was, well, not sanctioned by those who sanction such things. And, while Baxter might be willing to go off-mission and work with a guy in a mask, he’s not working with a guy in a mask unless he knows a little bit about him. Like his real name, where he was born, where he went to high school, how much money is in his bank account, and what his credit score is.

They trained together with you a long time ago. Ask them why they chose a different path.
As something of a coincidence (El Toro would be tempted to call it fate, despite the likelihood of eye-rolling), El Toro met Kate while he was still working on his wrestling style. They were both spending time in the gym of a grizzled old carny hooker named Eddie Vintner, learning the subtle (and sometimes not-so-subtle) arts you need to have when you stand in the center ring and issue an open challenge to all comers. El Toro was there as much to absorb the history of wrestling as he was to improve his technical skills, whereas Kate was there to learn an efficient means of hurting things that would try to hurt her if the operation went pear-shaped. Of course, El Toro knew nothing about that at the time — Kate would speak cryptically about the “family business,” and thought it was quite funny when El Toro suggested that she could have a great future in the ring. “Oh, Mom and Dad would love that. Sorry, Big Guy — you have fun, though.”

You helped them when they had a moment of weakness. Ask them what it was, exactly.
Mad Stan has had, in El Toro’s eyes, the hardest path of any of the people he’s worked with. And, while he understands how Stan’s rage and pain can sometimes get the better of him, he also knows that he’s a good man — and if he sometimes needs to be reminded that he’s a good man, well, that’s what friends are for. Yes, he probably would have blown up an occupied tenement to take out a nest of monsters if El Toro hadn’t been there to talk sense to him. But he didn’t, and that’s what matters.

Victor grew up on luchador movies and, of course, their battles in the ring. But, even more than their skill and strength, he was inspired by their sense of honor. He never for a moment doubted what he wanted to do with his life, and that passion saw him through high school wrestling, small wrestling promotions, brief work in a carnival (where, facing all comers, he honed the use of his craft as a fighting art), and eventual national fame.

One night, after a card, a bruised young boy approached him. There was something wrong with his father, he insisted. He thought that it might be a monster pretending to be his father — his father had never hit him, for one thing. His mother was away at his grandmother’s house, the phone wasn’t working, and nobody else would listen. But El Toro was his hero, and he knew El Toro would help. He called the boy’s mother on his cell phone and drove him to her, promising that he would remedy the problem. He was quite certain that the “monster” that had invaded the man’s body was tequila, and equally certain that he could both exorcise the beast and make it clear that it would not return, on pain of death. The Skinwalker had very nearly sunk his fangs into El Toro’s throat before the luchador understood what was happening. Thankfully, his instincts took over and he was able to destroy the repulsive creature. Mere moments later, a hunter who had been tracking the Skinwalker arrived on the scene — and saw that El Toro had done with his bare hands something that most hunters would have much preferred to do with an elephant gun from a safe distance. He helped El Toro dispose of the monster’s remains and explained what El Toro had already figured out: monsters are real. And El Toro realized that this was truly what he had been training his whole life to do.