Role Play Background: The Badd Boy, a man who when he started in the business thought he was a simple noone. A kid trying to make it big, but sooner than later he was proving to the world why he was the Badd Man. Taking EMF Attitude by the horns and charging in along with the BWO behind him. One of the greatest stables known to the history of sports entertainment. The Badd One has put out quite a history for himself and just about niched his name into the list of future Hall Of Famers. Recently been trained by the legendary X-Cold, Badd Boy is more focused then ever. It 'tiz a shame however that Jake Jeckyl is the first to feel the wrath of the more focused Badd Boy. A person that is in the position where noone should really mess with him, especially over such a cherished championship of his.
*The Badd Boy is found the locker room alongside his beloved wife Ashlee. Ashlee as beautiful always as The Badd Boy sits there in his jeans, and Badd Boy Baseball Tee, wearing one of his trademark backwards fitted black hats. The happy couple sits at the table enjoying their time together as The Badd Boy thinks about his match. More of a coincidence than anything the ever present and rather annoying EMF camera man walks around to get the view points from the Badd Boy about the upcoming title match on shockwave.*
The Badd Boy: Jake Jeckyl, an odd little man you are. You seem to be a fairly cocky man, or boy for that matter. What is it that makes you think you have the stuff to hold any attitude championship? Whether it be Internet or World, I don't think you ever truly earned the right to get a shot at this championship. The history of it goes far back, before you were even a fan. The history of this is one that has changed hands over to only a few people, and ever since it's mark here in the EMF, it's only been held by four people, only two of which could be considered true champions of it. The first person to get it was Diamond Dallas Page, about as fluke a champion as they come. He gained it, re-named it the Jersey state championship, then disappeared for two weeks, but when he came back I sat waiting, and I immediately took it from him. Then when I won the extreme championship after an extended period of time, I gave it to Ashlee, you know, the one you said couldn't compete because she's a girl? I think that just earned you an extra tough @$$ whippin'! I gave it to her because of little boys like you to filled with themselves to think she could compete, but if she held a championship you guys wanted suddenly the tables turned. After she defeated Y2J Angelus came in to take it. He took it, I challenged him, but he got scared and tried to say no. President Mike didn't give him a choice so he cried until it was a non-title match so I beat him. Then just to turn around and beat him a second time to re-claim the gold. Angelus was the other fluke champion. Only the Ikeda's and friends of the Ikeda's still remember what this championship is worth. So now you wonder to yourself, so what, who cares about the history? Why does he keep babbling, the answer is this simple Jake. I will not stand to let another fluke champion get this championship, it would go against what I stand for. You Jecky, you are the one trying to be the next EMF Attitude Internet fluke champion. Maybe it's to make yourself feel better, I'm not sure, nor do I really care. There never has been a fight I have ever backed down from, I shall not start now. I'm not completely sure if you are trying to be a clown, or a psychopath, or a mixture kind of like a mini-me version of Angelus. Either way what it boiles down to is the fact that this championship is mine, and it's staying that way until I say so. I in a sense run Attitude the way it should be, which means I will be very choosy over the champions. So maybe one day your time will come, but today is not the day, nor any day for that matter. Get over it Jeckyl, you might as well focus on my younger brother, though he hates the term that is what he is, but he is also an Ikeda none the less. Tough as nails, and one of the most feared families around. When you fight him, you are in a tournament for the Attitude World which means you will be on for one helluva fight just before our match. So what makes you think you are so special? Double carding, and so sure of yourself that you are going to win the second match, un-fortunately the second match is the toughest, and will be one of the most grueling things you have ever had to take part in. I'm not so easy as you seem to have the idea that I am. You forget what I have done to this federation, a d@mn near invincible man on a mission. Now don't get me wrong, I didn't say I was completely invincible, I know that I am not, but every single time someone has tried to push me to my limit all they have done is helped me. Everytime someone has pushed me the absolute farthest out they can, I have came back and stepped it up one level past that and gotten the victory. Time and time again, lesson after lesson, fallen foe after fallen foe my hand has been raised in victory. That's one helluve a streak, not one I intend on ending anytime soon. You might want to put down a good sized money bet on that one.
*The Badd Boy picks his championship up from the table, takes a good look at it, then sets it back down staring back into the dark mirrored image of himself reflecting in the lens of the camera.*
The Badd Boy: You know, I did hear what you had to say earlier, I wasn't too impressed. I watch you and I am reminded of a rookie, and at times myself in my younger days of wrestling. You started off with the over used and a bit redundant typical attack of my name. The Badd Boy, do I think I'm a bad ass? No, I will let my track record do the talking for that. I wouldn't want to scare you off, because that would ruin the fun of a new challenge in the ring. How could I enjoy myself by claming yet another person to my tab if you were ran off? No that's not my intentions in the slightest Jake. Please stick around, this is going to be a bumpy ride for you. Now you seem to pride yourself on what you are going to do to me. Let me tell you what I have told every single person that has came before you. BRING IT! Bring with you ever little battering, and every little bruise you want to dish out. I look forward to it, because I started off in this business as an extreme or a hardcore fighter. It's how I learned, and it's the style that still remains in me. Given I am smart enough to not do anything against the rules in an regular type of match, but is this just a regular type of match? No when the gold is on the line, the gold you would love to hold I'm sure, the rules of the match apply but he lengths that one must reach are far greater than you could even fathom right now. Though if you want to try and make me bleed I welcome it. It won't be the first time and it won't be the last. When you bleed you are reminded of everything you are working for and why it means so much. I have lost much blood in the past, not quite the swimming pool you dream of that sounds like another Angelus fetish. Why do you copy him anyways? Didn't he whip you once already? Or how about choking the life out of me. No other man has ever done such a thing, what makes you think you can do that? What is really aggrevating is the fact that no matter how hard you try, and no matter what move you slap me in, or what you have to pull off, I will not give up, I will not submit, I will not stop, and if you think I'm passing out....the power surge will flow through each and every one of my veins. One that keeps me alive and vibrant to a state that some would almost consider super human. How about the fact that you beat Phantom to get to this position? Who hasn't beat Phantom? Well, An Arkie, but I know i have whipped him on a couple of occassions. That doesn't make you special in anyway. Now I'm sure this is getting redundant, but yet another Angelus idea comes to mind when you talk about animals. I'm not sure what kinky fetish you have going down there, but you haven't seen how well the lion lies in wait for his prey before reaching out of the blue and knabbing it. So if you are curious as to what that is like, please allow me to show you. As you have seen I already have been lying in wait, just waiting and biding my time, and now once I get in the ring it will be the time to pounce. Call yourself the Tigress all you want, but that won't change the fact of what you truly are and what you will receive. Like the prey you sit there in weekness and await the stronger and wiser of the two to take charge. I won't be asking myself any questions, because there will be none to ask. I have a mission of my own that I am going into this match with. It may surprise you, and it may cause questioning amongst other people, but it doesn't raise any questions in my mind one bit at all. You can tell the whole world to in your own terms go f@ck themselves, but just because that is how you get your jollies off, doesn't mean that's what the rest of the world does. Now I never said anything about your win loss record, not everyone can start off right out of the box with one win after another. It takes time, and I'm sure after long enough your time will come, just not yet, you still have some time to go. Now baby, beast, adult, that is your first step, to choose what you want to be. You don't want to be all three that would just be a mess. So get your head on straight, or let me knock it straight for you, either way we need to do that to clear you up boy.
*The Badd Boy shakes his head taking a drink of his soda, gazing into Ashlee's eyes, smiles then gets back to business while the camera is still rolling in the locker room.*
The Badd Boy: Enough about the championship, you, and me, let's get down to the simple basics of the match. It is me and you, one on one, for that Attitude Internet Championship. I am going to test you jeckyl, i want to see how far you can be pushed, because I want to see you do your absolute best. It is a great feeling beating someone who you knew gave it their all, given I will give my all it is such a rush to know that your own all was better than the other person's. You would be amazed with the extremities that one can go when it comes down to a regular rules match-up. That is when it is a test of true strength, skill, and intelligence. That's where you can really get your best experience, because you aren't just walking into the match blindly. Though Jake, I do think that you have kept yourself fairly blind, you haven't allowed yourself to see fully what kind of a mess you have gotten yourself into. Trust me this is one helluva mess. Though I never even dreamed of it, I am going toe to toe with the best in the business, a level you aren't at yet, so you have the least likely chance of winning. I won't write you off, because anytime someone really just wants it, they can get it, but what is "It"? Do you have it? Un-fortunately for you I don't think you do. I don't feel as if you have the "It" that one would look for to win this match. I believe I have IT. I have gotten here this far with It, and I will use It in this matchup. I have never taken any oppenent lightly. Not even the likes of Gillberg would be a write off, what it is, is something new. A new way to go about things. Since you are a new opponent to me, you are a new way of me getting ready for this match. Not just physically, but mentally, and psychologically. It is always a great challenge learning how to deal with someone such as you that seems to have a different approach, but you copy Angelus except you give it your own twist. That's the angle you attack it from, that's where I get my advantage, because I have learned your plan of attack to the match. That completely ruins it for you, and that gives me the full right to demolish your butt in the ring, once Wes is done of course. The Ikeda's intend on being in charge of this federation, no not office wise, but to be the best of the best in the game. I'm sure you would enjoy being the best there is out there, you already seem to think that you are. It's ok to think that and dream it, but to actually live it is a whole other story. It's a reality that is far different than brief glimpes in a dream. Jeckyl, you need to hold onto those glimpses, because your dreams will not be met. Not while I am completely whipping you around the ring. Sure you will fire back, but fire away, I want you to. I want everything you have to throw at me. Only if you give me everything will I be able to improve even further. That's what my game is all about, just one improvement after another. Noone will ever be perfect with the exception of Christ, but besides him who I'm sure didn't wrestle at the time, noone will ever have everything. We can only try and strive to be number one. Even the people considered number one aren't perfect, they just have the rights to claim to be. I intend on sitting in that number one chair soon enough, but if I were to allow you to beat me that would be a whole speed bump to my goal. Given the match would go on I wouldn't have the propellment I am looking for. I am using you in a sense Jeckyl, I am using you to put myself where I want to be in this up coming match. So it is crucial that I take you out anyway possible. Now the question truly is, since I have been learning and modifying my game how will that come about? Will it be technical? Powerful? Submissionary? Aerial? Or just go classic with the Full Nelson Suplex that would snap your neck? You just don't know do you? Well Jake, that my friend is Just Too Badd! I will see you on Shockwave in the ring, I have you have yourself together, because we are going to have some fun. Farewell.
*The camera man leaves the room, and Badd Boy stands up. Ashlee puts her hand on his arm.*
Ashlee: Where are you going?
The Badd Boy: I figured since I had some time to kill I would go grab another drink, and maybe take a few shots to the bag or something.
Ashlee: Ok, look, I just want to be sure you don't kill yourself in that ring.
The Badd Boy: *Raises eybrow and winks* You need not worry about me. I have done fine until now and I will do just fine. His threats of killing me were nothing more than idle threats, you know that they all say things like that. Trust me.....
*Badd Boy walks off hoping that he re-assured his beautiful wife who should be more worried about herself, because at times she pulls crazier stunts than he ever has or might ever do, but yet again The Badd Boy is found wondering off clutching his Attitude Internet title that has meant so much to him, and he was worked so hard for. He has gone to greater lenghts than what most superstars will do in their careers to get that title and hold it for as long as he has. With his beautiful Ashlee by his side, and the teachings of X-Cold remaining embedded in his head he gets himself ready as he puts himself one step closer to being the best of the best. The Badd One is ready to take on one more person, one more challenge, just a little added fun for him. Yes new matches are found fun to him, and all is coming full circle in the Ikeda camp. Badd Boy is ready to show what he has learned, and use what he already knows.*
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