Ignore Me At Your Own Peril

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Dylan

Ignore Me At Your Own Peril

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The Messiah...
JIMMY † JACOBS
Heel - 1/0/0


Warfare begins to show a replay of earlier in the evening, when Santino Marella was involved a trademark promo, this time mocking one of the newest additions to the EBWF roster, Jimmy Jacobs. In a cloak and sat on a beach chair, Santino was taking inspiration, per se, from Jimmy's scathing debut promo where he told the EBWF universe he was their saviour. The promo gathered Santino a hearty chuckle, and as the camera zooms out to reveal that the replay is being watched on a small television, more laughing is heard. The laugh contrasts the earlier laughs of the audience, this one much colder, emotionless and sarcastic. The hand-held camera is turned around to show the man holding it: Jimmy Jacobs Sitting in an unfamiliar, unrecognisable surroundings, Jacobs turns his attentions away from the television as Santino continues to mock Daniel Bryan staring directly into the hand-held camera. With his free hand he sweeps his loose fringe back behind his ear, and clears his throat.

Jimmy Jacobs: I have always seen the world of professional wrestling as a measuring stick for the rest of the world. In the 90's, when the world want uprise, when the world wanted to break away from the monotony, ECW became a federation with a cult following. People wanted something a little less mainstream. The breaking of tables, the breaking of bones and the breaking of rules. When terrorists struck in the turn of the millennium, the world needed reassuring. Everyone was a little scared and worried. Everyone wanted simplicity, and the wrestling world changed to give you all of that.

Jimmy pauses for a moment. He tilts his head to the side, seemingly considering something. During this silence, the crowd, who are watching intently on the Titantron in the Mayo Civic Centre, take the opportunity to boo the man that most call an emo, and those who didn't probably will after Santino's promo. He looks in the hand-held camera once again.

Jimmy Jacobs: And, perhaps to the surprise of most of you all, that doesn't bother me. I'm okay with that.

Jerry 'The King' Lawler: He's right, that does surprise me, because he's whined about everything else since he's got here!

Jimmy Jacobs: What bothers me is what came after that. The world recovered. We appointed a black president, we killed Bin Laden. Things that seemed impossible. So what happened wrestling? We were still living in the spoonfeeding era. The era of ridiculous gimmicks that made everyone laugh. Or even if you didn't laugh, you were never in fear of being offended. The DX crotch chop was replaced with a point to the hips. Stone Cold's beer bash was replaced with John Cena's salute. And anything remotely interesting was replaced by you, Santino. The most controversial thing you can do is said on a beach chair and say I 'kiss dudes'? Your debut match, you, Santino Marella, the 'Milan Miracle' with a snake puppet taking on a 400lb beast who is some sort of funk-loving dinosaur is EXACTLY what I am here to put a stop to.

Jacobs is clearly visibly frustrated as he recollects last week's Warfare and the state of modern-age professional wrestling, so much so that he bangs his fist off a table that is out of camera shot, causing the handheld to shake a little.

Jim 'JR' Ross: Y'know, this kid has no respect. This crowd and the rest of the EBWF Universe love Santino and the Funkasaruas.

As he stares at the ground and breathes deeply, almost shaking in anger, the crowd begin a chant of 'Emo', probably spawned from Santino's promo earlier. Though his face is barely visible, a smirk is still seen creeping onto Jacob's face.

Jimmy Jacobs: You can call me that all you want. Soon you'll call me your champion. Soon you'll all call me your Messiah. It’s only a matter of time. Things have to change around here.

Jimmy picks himself up from his wooden scene and pans around the location. It appears to be a small church of some kind. Empty and derelict, he and his camera are the only occupants. He walks down the aisle of the church, closer and closer to the altar, still talking as he does so.

Jimmy Jacobs: Daniel Bryan is almost worse than Santino. Santino tries. Daniel Bryan is the single most uncharismatic man in the world. Can you imagine him as champion? Can you imagine him as the flagship man for this company? I respect your skills, Daniel. Please don't think that I don't. Please don't mistake my disgust at your lack of charisma and character as personal disdain. I wish you the best, my friend. But tonight is not your night. Tonight is my night. Tonight is the night for my message to be spread. My message is clear...

Jimmy takes a pause as he reaches the front of the church. He places the handheld camera on the front row seat and he hops onto the altar. He stands behind it, looking down on the chalice. Mimicking a priest during a service, he preaches to the empty church and his camera.

Jimmy Jacobs: You people are being spoon fed crap on television every week, and no one seems to care. I refuse to do this. I refuse to be just another member of the roster. I am going to wake all of you up to what the real world is. It is no longer the pretty lights and slapstick that this company would lead you to believe. I am going to destroy this company from the inside. Until you ignorant fans realize that you must repent and convert, I will go one by one until I make my objective perfectly clear. Label what I say as a bluff if you so desire. Ignore me at your own peril.

Jacobs throws his arms out by his sides, mimicking Christ on the crucifix, throwing his head as he yells at the roof of the church.

Jimmy Jacobs: This is a resurrection of professional wrestling, and I am your Messiah.

Jacobs remains in the pose for several more moments, until the feed cuts to black and EBWF heads to a commercial break.


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OOC: Sorry if it's a little samey as last week, I'm still trying to familiarize myself with the character and lay down the foundations for the directions I'm taking Jacobs. Criticisms welcome as always because I still feel a little rusty.

ps. I know only Michaels replaced the crotch chop and it was for religious reasons but what I said suits so I'm rolling with it haha.