Post by American Tommy on Aug 21, 2016 20:11:05 GMT
[Handler Information]
Name: Sinister MinisterAge: 29
Years of Fed Experience: 10
Contact Info: (Skype/Pm's)
[Character Personal Information]
Real Name: Sinister MinisterD.O.B.: Unknown
Ethnicity: (White/Hispanic)
Hometown: (Chicago)
Pic Base: Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter for American Tommy and Dominic Cooper in Preacher for Sinister Minister
Twitter: @americantommy
[Character In-Ring Information]
Ring Name: Sinister MinisterNicknames:*
Hails From: Vatican City
Height: 6 foot 3
Weight: 230
Alignment: Heel
Trained By: Jesus
Character Biography: There isn't really anything known about Sinister Minister as he doesn't share his life story with anybody. What is known is he is a decorated veteran wrestler that has been around the block. Through his story line with Father Lance in BLWF it was revealed that Sinister Minister is a denounced priest from the Vatican who was born and raised in Vatican City. One day in BLWF, Sinister Minister took under is wing American Tommy without any explanation. It's not known how Sinister Minister is related, if at all, to American Tommy, but he looks after him.
Career History: I don't really keep tabs on this.
Gimmick: Ex-Priest denounced from the Vatican. He is willing to do almost anything to win a match. He will belittle his opponent when the opportunity rises in the ring as well as the fans. He doesn't have a want to make friends with anybody and it's apparent in the ring.
Entrance Music: Dark Church Hymns
Entrance Description: Church Bells are heard throughout the arena and the titan tron shows pictures and videos of Sinister Minister. Sinister Minister walks into the view of the fans through the entrance and they start to boo as he carries a bloody burlap sack. American Tommy follows Sinister Minister as they make their way down to ring with Tommy holding a boom box in the air. A chorus of boos reign down and Sinister Minister smiles while hushes them down. American Tommy is still following behind jumping up and down and smiling.
[Moveset/Arsenal]
Fighting Style: StrongIn-Ring Strengths: Veteran, Strong, American Tommy
In-Ring Weakness: American Tommy
Favorite Match Type: Blood
Favorite Weapon: The Equalizer which is a barbed wire wrapped steel chair he carries around
Common Moves:
1. Poke in the eye
2. Tommy distraction
3. Leg Drop
4. Choke Slam
5. Fall Forward Side Slam (Rock Bottom)
6. Cheap shot whenever he can get away with it
7. He’s a brawler, so lots of hard punches.
8. Swinging DDT Facebreaker DDT
9. Sit down Powerbomb
10. Facebreaker DDT
11. Jackknife suplex (Goldberg)
12. Bearhug, especially smaller opponents
13. Suplex City, Bitch!
14. Equalizer chair shots. He has the barbed wire steel chair that he’s carried since BLWF
15. Spear
Signature Moves:
1. Vatican Drop (Leg Drop)
2. Sinister Driver (Piledriver)
3. Hellbound Chokeslam (Chokeslam)
Finisher(s):
1. The Confession (GTS)
{TWO MAXIMUM}
In-Ring Attire:*
- (Description) Black Jeans, Black Boots, Black Collared shirt, Priest Collar, Taped Hands
Sample Roleplay: (Was formatted in PM, but I couldn't get it to do it here and I'm not reformatting, lol)
The lights in the building flicker on and off before regaining strength again.
Lance: “Did you see that Emily?”
Emily: “I did. Something is happening with the lights. Hopefully they don’t go out.”
Lance: “Someone in the back needs to tell Lady Genocide to put her collection of sex toys away because she’s drawing too much juice from the lights!”
Emily: “What in the world is the matter with you?”
Lance: “What? She has to do something! That Wolfe is an asexual asshat! I reckon she should call American Tommy. I’ve only heard good things about that…”
The lights flicker again, but this time they shut off completely. The arena is completely dark with the only source of lights coming from the cellphones of people in the audience.
Lance: “There we go! She blew the breaker!”
At the top of the ramp a light source begins to appear and church choir music is heard in the background, but it’s sad, dark and depressing. That light source becomes multiple light sources as two lines of hooded figures appear, carrying fire torches. They walk down the ramp and stand shoulder to shoulder on each side, holding the torches high in the air. The titan tron turns on with fast flickering lights of old, broken down tombstones. The last two read Anthony Caffery and Tokyo Zombie. The video then turns to small church in the middle of a field that is on fire with a laughter heard in the background.
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A spotlight appears and a man walks out into it. As he reaches it, his features get more recognizable. It’s American Tommy! A few moments later a taller figure is seen coming up behind him. He reaches the spotlight, but he isn’t recognizable. It’s a face that the BFW audience hasn’t seen before.
Lance: “Who is that and why is he with American Tommy. Where is Sinister Minister?”
Emily: “How in the hell am I supposed to know, Lance? Why don’t you ask Tommy? I heard you guys are good buds. He isn’t a bad looking lad, though.”
The unrecognizable man is dressed in black collared shirt with a priest collar under the collar of the shirt. A black suit jacket is over the collared shirt.. He’s got short black hair, with the front of it sticking up, and an unshaven face. He’s got a brownish, tan skin complexion. He smirks at the crowd as they make their way to the ring in the spotlight. Tommy and the man enter the ring and once inside the man stands in the spotlight showing off the title belt around his waist.
Emily: “There’s only one person that can be and judging from the title it’s none other than Sinister Minister!”
Lance: “It can’t be! There is no face paint and Sinister Minister has never done a promo in front of the crowd!”
The lights come on and the two of them are standing in the ring. American Tommy puts the microphone he has up to his mouth and begins to speak as the other person is reaching out of the ring and grabbing a mic of his own..
American Tommy: “Ladies and Gentlemen! I stand before you as the greatest wizard the world has ever seen, the grand wizard thot slayer, the human amusement ride for the ladies and I’m proud to announce the greatest one half of the tag team champions that you have ever seen, Sinister Minister!!!”
Sinister Minister steps to the forefront as a chorus of boos rain down on him. He eggs the crowd on and pretends not to hear them, which makes them boo any louder.
Sinister Minister: “I get it, I get it. I wouldn’t want to sit in an arena named after a donut shop either. That is the only thing that we all have in common and will ever have in common. None of us want to be in this arena. The difference is, we get to leave and get out of this town, while you guys have to stay. That’s right, we will be immediately leaving, just so we don’t have to look at you anymore. There is a reason I rarely come to the ring to do anything other than wrestle. I don’t like you guys. Want to slap hands with people that care? People that you like? You guys can console Tokyo and Anthony and slap their backs while I’m on a plane home, still champion.”
Lance: “I like the unmasked Sinister Minister! He’s telling it like it is and I can’t wait to leave also. Hell, I might leave with Sinister Minister on his plane!”
Emily: “The broadcast will go on without you, Lance. I won’t miss you.”
Sinister Minister drops the mic down to his hips as the crowd boos the loudest it has all night. Sinister Minister laughs while turning around. He takes one step behind American Tommy, but turns around again and puts his finger in his air and wags it around a bit.
Sinister Minister: “I feel like there is an elephant in the room.”
American Tommy: “There isn’t an elephant in this room, just muggles. The elephant is backstage and that elephant’s name is Tokyo Zombie aka Tonto! As we all know, elephants also shit big mounds of shit, and well that has a name too! That name you give that elephant’s shit? Anthony Caffery. The dingleberry left on Tonto’s ass? That’s what you would call Marcus Sharpe. The hemorrhoid in that elephant's ass that just won’t go away? Tommy Stone.”
American Tommy skips up to where Sinister Minister is standing and twirls himself around in a circle and holds his heart.
American Tommy: “That YoYo, though. I thank Tonto for the blessing that this woman is. Not only is she the wind beneath my wings, but she is the girl that will be beneath me after we take out her cockblock overseer. That pounding sound that Tonto will have in his head when he goes back to his hotel room later tonight after losing, well it may not be in his head. It’s going to be coming from the room behind his bed! My patronus will be strong tonight!”
American Tommy pretends to faint while Sinister Minister sighs into the microphone and motions for American Tommy to get back up. Tommy doesn’t.
Sinister Minister: “Well, if Anthony Caffery is a mound of crap, then he finally got his wish of not being overlooked. Nobody can overlook that, but back to what I was saying!”
Sinister Minister points to his face and waves his hand in front of it. He smiles and looks around the arena.
Sinister Minister: “I stand before you unmasked for the first time in a wrestling ring. I mean, look at this face, ladies and gentlemen! My chiseled jaw, my beautiful face. I can’t believe I hid this under layers of paint for years! I don’t need charm to make the panties drop, as the children would say, I have the face to do that all on it’s own!”
Sinister Minister looks at American Tommy who cockily pouts his lips and shakes his head in agreement while shrugging his shoulders. The crowd’s boos echo through the arena as Sinister Minister smiles.
Sinister Minister: “Seriously, though? I needed a change. I’ve been a veteran in this business for longer than I can count. My body feels 10 years older than it should. I have scars on my body from the many wars that I’ve fought in this ring, but I always felt something was missing. I had the money, the recognition and titles, basically anything that a wrestler gets into this business to go with the passion I have for what I do.”
Sinister Minister looks down at the ground as a long pause enters the arena.
Sinister Minister: “The one thing that was missing was authenticity. I was never authentic with the portrayal of myself. I actually started wearing the face paint as a joke to make fun of another wrestler. Another wrestler that was a carbon copy rip off of somebody more famous than he could ever dream of becoming. The sad thing is? It’s what I became known for. I was known for wearing face paint in the same colors that I greatly despise. Eight, long, god damn years I had to wear that crap and I hated every minute of it. A joke that was made ribbing someone else became an everyday internal rib on me. It became a part of Sinister Minister that I’ve never wanted. The worst part is? I kept it on for you guys and I don’t give a shit about a single one of you! Appeasing the masses ends tonight! You should be lucky to stand in the same arena as me. The same arena as The Order! Hell, the same arena as American Tommy!”
Sinister Minister walks up to the ropes and grabs one with his left hand. He firmly grips it and leans in over the ropes.
Sinister Minister: “Just like I left the Vatican, I’m going to leave you and never come back.”
Sinister Minister unlatches the title belt from his waist and hangs it on his shoulder. He looks down at it and gets a cocky smirk on his face.
Sinister Minister: “I’m going to leave you wishing and praying to a fake God that Caffery or Zombie take this strap from me. Your prayers will go unanswered as I will not be getting pinned tonight. Akragth will not be getting pinned either. This Saint and Sinner stipulation only comes into effect when The Order loses. The only problem with that is that we are not going to lose. We are the greatest Tag Team BFW has ever seen. You are going to have to pry these from our dead hands, because we aren’t getting pinned or tapping out. You will have to kill us to take these away from us.”
“Tokyo, Anthony, you guys wanted a war, but you are not getting a war. You are getting a fight, one last fight. You had a chance a month ago to be contenders right away and you lost. You fucking lost. Straight up. Now, Sharpe weaseled you guys into another match against Ak and I. A match you don’t deserve. A match that you didn’t even win anything to get. You were handed it on a silver platter. Why silver, you ask? Because you two will never be anything more than SECOND place. You will never hold Tag Team GOLD.”
Sinister Minister smiles as the crowd continues to boo. He looks at American Tommy who is still pretending to have fainted on the ground. Sinister Minister reaches his hand up and motions like he keeps pulling something out of the sky.
Sinister Minister: “You know what I’m pulling, boys? It’s those brass rings that you can never seem to grasp. They just keep getting further and further away. Sharpe won’t even be able to help you reach them. When this is all said and done you should probably look for somewhere else to tie your boots up. How about Fight One? Oh, I forgot. How did that work out for you previously, Caffery? Feeling a bit, overlooked?”
American Tommy finally gets off the ground and comes up and stands next to Sinister Minister. He shakes his head like he’s trying to get something out of it.
American Tommy: “Man, she got me Lovestoned, man. You know what? I don’t care if Tonto is a roadblock to her nectar. I’m going straight around him and taking a detour. He’s gonna realize that I’m the wizard for her. I’m going to bathe in her love juice and then let Tonto smell my finger after!”
Sinister Minister walks to the middle of the ring and glances over at Lance. He nods at him and Lance gives him a salute.
Lance: “That’s my boy! The man is more focused tonight that there is no way The Order loses this match.”
Emily: “Get a room!”
Lance: “Shut it, Thot!”
American Tommy climbs out of the ring and lifts up the skirt that hides the bottom of the ring. He pulls out the burlap sack holding the equalizer and slides back into the ring. He takes the burlap sack off the Equalizer and hands the chair to Sinister Minister. Sinister Minister studies the chair. It’s covered with the dried up blood of Amis Shelton from the previous show and dented. He puts it down with his left hand and raises the microphone to his mouth with the right.
Sinister Minister: “The beating that Amis took last show is nothing compared to the sermon The Order will be delivering to you two tonight. Towards the end of the match confessions will be heard and at the end a sacrifice will be made..."
Sinister Minister bows his head and does the sign of the cross with his right hand.
Sinister Minister: “...in the name of the Wrestling GOD!!”
Sinister Minister flips the microphone to the ground and grabs the title off his shoulder. He raises it in his hand above his head with the Equalizer above his head with his other hand. He smiles wider as the boos grow louder. Sinister Minister and American Tommy head towards the ropes and leave the ring. American Tommy slaps the hands of fans as he runs up the ramp and Sinister Minister pays no attention and walks behind the curtain. The hooded men follow.
Emily: “I have to say I’ve never seen that man so focused...or talkative.”
Lance: “Impressed?”
Emily shrugs
Emily: “We’ll have to wait and see.”
Lance: “Women are so hard to please for anybody that isn’t American Tommy. Hint Hint, YoYo.”
The screen fades to black as Emily is heard sighing.