Jake Poueff

[Jake Poueff]

Name: Jake Poueff
Height: 6"2
Weight: 205 lbs
Age: 24
Hometown: Toronto,Ontario,Canada
Nickname: Natural Born Killer,NBK,Personal Jesus,Mystery
Manager: --none--
FWA accomplishments: None
Non-FWA accomplishments:
Type (Face or Heel): Face
Style of Wrestling: Hardcore/Technical
Gimmick: A guy who had a drunk father which was killed by him with a steel pipe. Grew up (after 12) in an orfanage where he got into the world of wrestling. When is getting badly beaten up he goes berserk turning into a more vicious,brutal version of himself who only focuses on turning his opponent into dust. He's... trying to survive with a pregnant girlfriend,an orfanage to rebuild and shit to pay.
FWA Win/Loss Record: 2-0-0
Current FWA Fueds: None
Finisher(s): Primary Finisher: Atropos = Double Underhooked,lifted to a double-arm dominator-like clutch. Then sent like sit-down powerbomb (still with the arms hooked) face burst into the floor (like an Angel Wings or a sit-down Implant Buster. Difference between the moves is Jake gets his opponent over his shoulder before the impact).
Note: Not used on squashs/jobbers or when the fight is easy.
Secondary Finisher: Broken Faith = Impaler DDT
Ultimate Finisher: Personal Hell = Spinning Atropos but with Jake ending not sitting down but on his knees Note: Almost Never Used - Only Used as a Last Option in Important matches
5 perfected wrestling moves:
Waking the Fallen - Takedown
Afterlife - Armbar - Can be done from various positions,like on the opponent's shoulders,on the ring apron,on the ropes,on the corner,his flying version,etc.
A Little Piece of Heaven - Spinebuster
Running School Boy Driver
Gutwrench Flying Bottom


Appearance: M. Shadows - Spiky Hair,MMA Shorts and gloves,ripped body
Entrance Theme: The Prodigy - Omen

E-Mail address: the_revolutionary333@live .com.pt
Aim/MSM/etc screen name: Poueff/NBK/Jota Há

Introduction Promo: (first part of the promo I used for the PM title match - the second part completes it but it has EPW and my opponent's mentions)

A cloudy day.

New blood joins this earth,and quickly he's subdued.
Through constant pained disgrace,the young boy learns his rules.
With time the child draws in. This whipping boy done wrong.Deprived of all his thoughts,the young man struggles on and on,he's known,a vow unto his own.
That never from this day,his will take him away.

People are robots. No other reality,humans are just machines,advanced ones,but still machines. They want the spotlight,the way to power,to destiny. And as they go,they want more. I want more.

What I felt,what I've known,so sick and tired,is that I won't fight on my own,never shone through in what I've shown,never free,never me.

Sad men with a sense of power,they dedicated their life to run this,to have this as their territory,their land that they defend.This is the law of the jungle ma boy,and they're the alphas.

He tries to please them all,this bitter man he is,throughout his life the same.
He's battled constantly.
This fight he cannot win.

No,cause things just aren't like that. The door is locked now,and always been to anyone with a pair of open eyes and a pure mindset. Come on,we aren't children,this isn't a game any longer

Born down in a dead man's town, the first kick I took is when I hit the ground. End up like a dog that's been beat too much, 'til you spend half your life just covering up.

That's life,just a constant strugle and no way out. Once you enter the big men's land,you either make it or break it,but it won't break me. I'll break it. The glass ceiling,I'll hammer it out till they let me through,hell I'll tapdance on it if I need to,but it won't be a barrier.
Just another road block left behind.

People always hated me. They had me as the one who had to step up. I was the one that was accused of self-righteousness, pridefulness, judgements and rules that produce condemnation, guilt, shame... all of which oppose Unconditional Love, Grace, Mercy, Forgiveness. Family,comon sense.

I'm not just another lion,just another star in the sky. I won't be the same as everyone else,the unforgiven people who try to bring me down to mediocrity,the ravens of our everyday life.

Cut copies of what everyone has in mind.

Our leader,our role model is a black hole. He stands out. Actually,he doesn't,he's just a black void,and has his opponents stand out by his actions,beaten up,put into a coma,away.
I'm not a big star. The whole world doesn't know me,and I don't expect it to just because I want to. I'm just another guy who's angered at his past,ain't I? A guy who doesn't control himself and is just that much of a hipocritical bastard. I'm just an unforgiven too.

Fuck that,I'm Betelgeuse.
I'll turn into a supernova,the light that shines the skyes and turns them to dust,the light that shows them that life isn't that simple anymore. That they have to go through me before getting to the bigger ranks. Actually,I'll be the bigger ranks. But that's just speculation isn't it?

I'm just another cocky prick that says he's going to be top of the crop and then disappear in two weeks.
Another guy who had family problems,drug or drinking issues in his family,wanted to wreck stuff apart just because. Another pussy who's a smart ass. Just another "come with me,I'll save you" motherfucker without no real mindset
I feel like I'm just filling a role here,can't I show no emotion other than hate or intimidation?

Can't I be happy for a second? Does it have to be another twist at the end that just makes things harder for me and has me showing determination just because? Thing is... I can't be happy. I don't feel it. I'm not excited about something. I mean,I can go partying,I can feel the thrill,I can enjoy myself,but there's something missing. And that something will come to me very soon...

But I'm not an avenging angel,I'm not Raven,nor anyone ever existed.I don't fit that mold,I don't fit any mold. I don't claim to be the future,I just claim I'll fight for it. Hell,my main reason for being in FWA is that I love to fight,I love the competition and have been doing this since I was able to walk. I just do this because I love to do it,has there really to have an hidden mistique meaning? Can't I just be a fighter? No,cause you know what they say about fighters.

They're a pain in the ass and take too many hospital beds.

You know,I'm not just here for no reason. I'm here to win, I'm here to get a pay check at the end of the month,to be famous,and to spread my motif,light,the Broken Army. I just want to kill ignorance altogether. It may happen this week,it may happen next week,it may happen next month,next year,next decade,hell who knows I can live to be a houndred? Thing is,I'm already tired of repetition.

It's not me,I don't hammer the same subject with the same words till you hear them. I change the words,I change the subject,I can change the speach altogether,and I can even change the strategy. Thing is,we're all already tired of this "Ignorants = Worthless" stuff,cause even if it's true,it doesn't help it being repeated over and over again. It's pointless to repeat it.

Do I really have to be the generic twisted minded motherfucker who just thinks about murder and unleashes it all in the ring? Didn't we have about 40 guys like that... every two months? In fed where I started,only active we have a whole bunch of them. Unkown,Zero,Soul,Izumi,De acon,Payne,Terehov to some sort before the face run... does it have to be dark to be victorious? Isn't the logic the other way? That the people who can do something with their opponents rage and stick it up their asses will win? I'm too smart to be a dumb "I'LL KILL YA IF YA STEP IN TEH RINGZZZ" monster,I just can't fill that role. It's overused,generic and just plain awfull to work with.

"I hate you"

"Why?"

"I have daddy issues,that's why."

Can't I be a hero for once? No,not a Jeff Hardy,Rey Mysterio,John Cena "I Overcame the odds,I suddenly love you people cause you make funny noises when I murder people" superface. I mean a smart guy,a guy who knows how the business rolls,a technical beast,a man who can be cheered?
Too bland is it?

The clowds go away and the sun shines through. Weird as fuck effect.

I can't be the hero. The hero grows old and prepares to "die regretfully." This is hideously sad, because he NEVER saw any of himself fulfilled. There is no hope, or light, or chance of redemption here... At his core, he realizes that he has failed to live as he might have wished, and he curses the powers that dominated and crushed him his whole life.


There's one thing I realised. I don't know who I am.

I am the child who killed the devil.
I am a man who survived years of constanr proof in a Toronto orfanage and in the indies.
I am a man who finally came to the big leagues and is fighting for a big prize.
I am the leader of the Broken Army,the Personal Jesus,St. Anger.

I'm Poueff.
I'm not just a killer from a broken home. Not just another unforgiven.
I won't say the same shit over and over again,rewind the tape you deaf fucks,cause now starts the "do" part of the process,catch up with the subject and study it. We're more "next 20 years world domination" than China.

I'm the messiah to a society that currently is based off on what children can or can't hear,even though they know more foul words and sex positions than their parents,and who is offended about every fucking thing and is too much of a pussy to hear stuff like that.
It's also a society where if you don't have a facebook or Twitter you aren't officialy alive,so it's basicly an uphill battle since I won't touch those "social network" trash cans even if they gave me all the money in the world.

How can I be lost,if I've got nowhere to go? And how can I blame them if it's me I can't forgive?

These days,what they want us to do is just too silly to comprehend. So I'll do what I want to do,what my soul and will comands me to,and I'll roam to glory.

Deluxe,just for ya baby

[Killswitch]

Damn. This looks good and the debut promo was top notch. We have had people like you sign up before then we never hear from them again so I hope this is different. Anyways, welcome to Fight Night.

[Jake Poueff]

Awesome,thanks for the welcome. That promo technically isn't the complete content because,like I said,the rest of it had mentions of my opponent and stuff alike,and it's obvious why I couldn't just "adapt it". But no doubt about it,I won't flee,I'm warming up to this place. Fight Night looks neat =D

[Death Approaches]

I think that most, if not all of your perfected moves can't be used as perfected moves tbh and you need a finisher

[Jake Poueff]

I think that most, if not all of your perfected moves can't be used as perfected moves tbh and you need a finisher

Fixed (the finisher thing was a botch,I really thought I had it posted)