Height - 6'3
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Show - Saturday Night's Main Event
Weight - 252 pounds
Trademark Move(s) - German Suplex, Ballin' Elbow, Facebreaker Knee Smash, Snap Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex, Mutliple Knee Strikes with Three-quarters Headlock, Dragon Screw
Finishing Move - Drive-By Kick
Status - Heel
Better Than - You?
Accomplishments - N/A
Opponent(s) - Matt Hardy
Stipulation - One Fall to a Finish
Title Online - None
Email - [email protected]
MSN - [email protected]
Manny
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This roleplay was done by Manny! Layout and Banner by Anita. I cant say dont take it because i have no power but if you use it, please credit. Thanks. Iam NOT the real MVP nor involved with the WWE. This is just for fun.
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MVP would then look to the Atlanta crowd and would observe at the booing going on around, and he would just smirk his pearly whites.
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MVP smirks once more.
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MVP adjusts his jacket a little bit, tightening his tie back up, pausing for a moment.
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MVP smirks once again.
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MVP hears some of the jeering from the crowd, his eyes not seen through his sunglasses, but another huge smirk on his face.
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MVP continues smirking.
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"I'm Comin'" hits over the speaker system once again, as MVP throws the microphone down onto the stage and walks off, adjusting his suit once more before disappearing to the backstage area ending this scene.
Ladies and gentlemen, if ya'll don't know who I am, allow myself to introduce you all to myself. You see I am the cornroll wearin', savoir-fairein, jaw-droppin', bottle-toppin, modern-day mack. And if ya'll do not know just who I am, my name is Montel Vontavious Porter, M.V.P., and I am the hottest free agent in the entire WWE. My accomplishments are some of the greatest. A former United States Champion, the third longest reigning United States Champion in the history of that belt. A former WWE Tag Team Champion, a man who was able to carry his team to not only gold, but to carry his team to the pinnacle of sports-entertainment. I am a man who not only has some of the greatest taste, who's taste is so well refined, I am a man who, dare I say is the best this company has to offer? What ya'll need to know about me, is that no one in the can touch anything I've ever done, and why? Because they all realized I am half-man, and I am half-amazing. But, what they don't seem to get in their heads, much like all of you, is that I am most definitaly better than you!
Now, at Saturday Night's Main Event, for once there really is a main event. And that main event all ya'll bought tickets too see was an engaging of an old rivalry. A rivalry that last year many have since claimed to be THE biggest rivalry to hit your television screen. A rivalry that not only stole the show, but made your truly an even bigger star than what may appear before you! That rivalry is the very same rivalry where I proved that I was better than Matt Hardy. And, I know what some of you all are thinking, and it's true, Matt Hardy did defeat me the last time we met, beating me for the United States Championship. But you know what? Everyone gets lucky sometimes, and Matt Hardy, he was lucky enough to get a fluke win, because really, the United States Championship means nothing to me anymore.
But ya'll wanna know what means something to me? The fact that since Matt Hardy got a fluke win over me, he has been telling everybody that he was better than me, and I have too tell ya'll, that's not the way MVP operates. Now, as the hottest free agent in the entire WWE, I have a feeling I need to prove myself, but not for you, I have to prove myself for me. See, what I have to prove to myself is the fact that during our tag team title reign, I carried Matt Hardy like the dead-weight he was. What I need to prove is that during our feud, everyone knew that I was indeed the biggest star, and that Matt Hardy was not in my league. But Matt Hardy needs to prove something too, he needs to help me prove that he is nothing more than what I said, deadweight. Matt Hardy's deadweight who happened to be carried around like he did with his brother, when he was feuding with me. Matt Hardy's deadweight who used his tag team in the Hardy Boyz to make himself as overhyped and overrated as he is today, and as a man who has spent his life being who he is, the MVP, I find that to be the biggest waste of time ever.
Now, I know I'm better than Matt Hardy, and deep down inside, I know Matt Hardy knows I'm better than Matt Hardy. But what's really tickin' me off is the fact that none of ya'll realize I am better than Matt Hardy. You all are a bunch of sheep, and no matter how many times I cracked Matt Hardy in the head, you all still chanted his name, but that didn't help anything. And Matt Hardy may have won our last one-on-one match together, but the fact is, MVP won the feud. Now, Matt Hardy and MVP have to square off once again and people expect Matt Hardy to win, right? Ya'll expect some low-life, white trash, trailer livin' nobody defeat someone who takes no taste less than the best, right? Ya'll expect Matt Hardy to defeat Montel Vontavious Porter? Hell nah.
But, I'ma gave Matt Hardy the benefit of the doubt, and let's say somehow Matt Hardy once again gets a fluke one over me. What will that do for his career? Yeah, sure, he'll be able to say he defeated the most valueable player in the game, but that will leave him nowhere. Now, I ain't saying I'm not gonna try and defeat Matt Hardy, but what I am saying is that even Matt Hardy beats me, I'll still be better than him! Of course, I'ma make sure Matt Hardy doesn't defeat me, because I wanna leave Atlanta, go home to Miami, the 305, I wanna pop a glass of Cristal, and I wanna celebrate. I wanna celebrate because I proved to everyone that Matt Hardy ain't got nothin' on me. Matt Hardy needs to realize, I am Half-Man, Half-Amazing, and better than he is!
Now, this morning when I got up, had my maids dress me, had my butlers pack me, and headed to the airport where I flew first class, I was thinkin', who am I going to face tonight at Saturday Night's Main Event? And the last thing that went in my mind was Matt Hardy, but I realize something. The WWE needs a franchise player, someone who they can set their world on, and that man happens to be Montel Vontavious Porter, and when you are the absolute best, they gotta put you over. And what better way for me to get put over than to defeat the biggest jobber of jobbers in my old friend Matt Hardy? Why not go out of my way and decimate Matt Hardy enough to prove my worth and my pricelessness in the entire WWE?
Matt Hardy, you say you don't die, yet you let a little story about your girlfriend cheating on you ruin your career? I say go for it, because at the end of the night, they're all gon' be cheering for MVP, and they're all gon' for sorry for Matt Hardy. And know this Matt, I am better than you. I'm Half-Man, Half-Amazing, and you're just some little boy! Well boy, you're gonna face me! And you need to know, Matt Hardy, we ain't friends, we ain't enemies, I'm in a level far above you son, and tonight I will prove that I indeed better than you, Matt Hardy. And you will find out why I am not only the hottest free agent in the entire WWE, but you're gonna find out just why they call me straight up BALLIN'!