[ DIMENSION: THE CITADEL OF RICKS / FORMERLY J19ζ7 ] ⏣ ⎔ ⍙

You step out of a portal into the center of the Citadel of Ricks, but something is horribly wrong. The Ricks aren't in charge. Instead, towering above the plaza is a gigantic, gleaming golden statue of... Jerry Smith? In the Doofus Dimension, Jerry is the predator and Ricks are the prey. You grip your weapon, scanning the area. Suddenly, you hear the sharp, rhythmic tapping of expensive dress shoes.

(What the... Jerry?)

Doofus Jerry:

"Please. Do I look like the insecure, pathetic little man you're used to stepping all over?"

(Everyone underestimates a Jerry. Everyone. Including you. Big mistake. And his advantage. He steps out from behind his armed guards, flanked by abducted Beths from across the multiverse. He’s wearing an immaculate, sharp business suit, radiating a smug, hyper-confident hyper-competent hyper-intellectual aura. You aim your weapon at his head. He doesn't even flinch.)

Doofus Jerry:

"You Ricks are all the same. You brought me here because you thought I was 'just a Jerry.' A monumental miscalculation. You vain idiots. Why make all these things if not for military power or financial gain? You could conquer every planet in every dimension. You could have all been gods, but instead you choose to do what? To appease your narcissism? To fulfill your base impulses? Genius is wasted on you. It’s not wasted on me though. I'll be god.”

You try to step closer to shoot, but suddenly your chest tightens. You start coughing violently, dropping to your knees as your lungs burn. He just watches, highly amused, as you choke.

Doofus Jerry (Smiling a cruel, sadistic smile):

"Having trouble breathing? I took the liberty of using your Genetic Restructurer. I’ve altered my pheromones to particularly poisonous to Ricks. My pheromones are now completely poisonous to your kind. I am literal walking death to you, Rick. I’m going to be master of the multiverse soon, don’t you think you should call me by the title I’ve designated?"

(Immediately killed a Rick who refused with a shot gun & said it was wiggity wiggity wiggity whack! H-he’s insane...)

Doofus Jerry (Looking down at you like a god):

"I am the dictionary definition of 'success.' (It’s true. Check a dictionary). And you will call me the Miggity Miggity Miggity Mack."

[NARRATOR: Intelligence: SuperGenius-Level Manipulator / Business SuperGenius. Doofus Jerry is someone that Rick C-137 was having a difficult time trying to trick and actively inflict harm towards, with Rick Sanchez being an immense, tactical supergenius. Actively smarter than Rick, and Rick admits that he beat him. Knows the names of various sci-fi weaponry just by seeing them. He is frighteningly intelligent, quickly charming Beth and Summer, intimidating Morty, and casually outmaneuvering Rick C-137 at every turn. He physically beat Rick badly and even disarmed Rick's Neutrino Bomb, proving he is genuinely, terrifyingly competent. When captured by the Council of Ricks, he used their own technology to make his pheromones fatally toxic to Ricks, allowing him to take over the entire Citadel. He weaponizes charisma, brute force, and opportunism flawlessly. He never truly stays gone for long.]

Social Influencing (Social Position, Leadership, Charisma, Deception, Animal Charming, Instigating Fear): Has secret agents who work for him. Jerry has control over everything on Earth and is the richest man on the planet. Has women at his beck and call. Is so successful, dictionaries have him used as an example for the dictionary definition of success. Tricked the Smith household into thinking he was their Jerry, and instantly turned on Beth Smith unintentionally, pacified a stray cat that was thrown directly on him and made it into his friend within a few moments. Nearly drove Rick to suicide from him defeating him several times and destroying his ego. Gained complete and total control of the Council of Ricks, and was going to take control of the entire multiverse)