We open up this roleplay in eWe Studios, and inside those studios, we see Mr. Man standing in a dimmed, not yet darkened room. In the room, we see Mr. Man standing, his World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder, and a look of focus and discipline, yet calmness and sureness on his face.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"The Royal Rumble, a night where 30 superstars all have the one call to greatness to phone in, an order where anyone, from number 1 to number 30 can win, and as part of their reward they have the privilege to go to the main event of WrestleMania. For these thirty-superstars, they have the opportunity to make themselves finish, they have the reward of envy from the other 29 superstars who they out lasted, who they were able to endure, who they were able to eliminate. Out of these 30 superstars, one man, woman, or in some cases, child, can all have that one shot to do what only a few have done, and go to WrestleMania, and main event, and, hopefully, win a World title. But, while these 30 superstars all train for an endurance contest, all hope they can get a low number, all pray they have the fitness to make it out on top, there are some who look past the Royal Rumble, who look past that shot, who all have a chance to make themselves bigger outside the Royal Rumble match."

Mr. Man continues his look of focus on him, yet, looking as calm as a man can be, holding his World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"See, while some wrestlers all have their chance to be made big, be made into a superstar, there are some who are already superstars, already big, all whom are waiting to make themselves into a mega-power. People like me, a man who has worked hard his whole career, who has made himself into an icon, despite all scrutiny and resentment towards him. Some one who has been made into one of the biggest names in this industry today, who has a chance to make himself known worldwide, as a global icon. As 30 superstars prepare tonight for one of the biggest matches in their careers, they forget to look at the matches that are before them, they forget to look at the matches that will cross them up, that will make them look like the minor leagues. Because, while these 30 guys all have their 1 in 30 shot at winning, there's people like me, preparing to go to hell, preparing to show they are as sick and twisted, perhaps more, than anyone you've ever seen. There are people like me, waiting for their lights to go on bright, too pin his craft, as people forget there is a Royal Rumble match, and see me in that ring."

Mr. Man pauses now, looking as if he's disciplined himself long enough to wait, along with that sureness of victory in him.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"Last month at Chill Factor, I did what some said was impossible, something which some said was never, ever going to happen, and that was not only defeat Cameron Hayden, who same said was an impossible win, but become World Heavyweight Champion. But what I did, when it was all done, was embrace and defeat the impossible, because not only did I beat Cameron Hayden, not only did I show I was Superman's kryptonite, I ended up becoming World Heavyweight Champion! And since winning the World title, my name has been placed on every major sports magazine, I have been given offers from Subway, from Nike, even from McDonald's, all so they can ride on the Mr. Man money train. But you know what? Not even a week passes after becoming World champion, not even the proper celebrating after becoming World champion does this company find a way to screw me, to make me look like their fool, continuing this screw job on me."

Mr. Man now looks down at his World Heavyweight Championship, staring at it a bit, before turning back to the camera.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"And now, while I understand every great champion has to defend their title once, I don't think they should get someone as sick and sadistic as who I have. See, while most champions' first title defense's are against nobodies, people who shouldn't getting a World title shot, I get my first title defense against somebody who does not deserve a World title shot, but is about as venomous as a snake, a woman, yes a woman, who can kill you with just a raise of her hand. Not only does our "respected" General Manager make me defend my title, a title I worked harder than anyone to get, and I am forced to defend it against Android #18, a woman who is about as scary as she makes herself too be. But then, our "lovable" GM decides not to make it a regular one-on-one contest, but too screw with me even more, she makes it one of the most demonic matches in wrestling history, an Anarchy Cell match."

Mr. Man looks resentful now, looking into the camera, nearly a frown on his face, but, Mr. Man is able to keep his cool.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"But you know what, as much as I rant, my name isn't Cameron Hayden, my name isn't Dan Taylor, I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna bitch, the fact is, I am going to beat Eighteen. There is no faulty build-up for this, there is no special type of hatred between me and her, the fact is, I am better than her in every way possible. And while she is hyped up as this scary figure, as this terrifying woman who you'll never, ever, want to step into the ring with, which, I'll reluctantly admit she is, I ain't afraid of Eighteen. See, much like Cameron Hayden, Eighteen, she's nothing but hype, she's nothing but word of mouth when it comes to in-ring competitors, but the main difference between her and Cameron Hayden, is he actually held this World title. See, her hype, it's so much different than Cameron's, because he was actually able to put on a decent match, Eighteen's only big pop, only major asset is that fire coming from her hands, that's it."

Mr. Man pauses yet again, breathing slowly, keeping himself the same calmness he's had, before going back to speaking.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"But Eighteen, I'll give you your benefit of the doubt, because there have been times you've held up to your hype, that all the hype you have worked in your favor. Through-out your whole career in the eWe, you've accomplished some of the biggest achievements ever, I mean, you've held All-American titles, Tag titles, Women's title's, but really, it doesn't matter. Eighteen, you talk about your career, and how you've been one of the biggest names in eWe, you say you are the most meanest, sickest, wrestlers on the planet, when it really doesn't matter. Eighteen, the last time you held the World title, was two years ago, and you lost it at this very same event, you got humiliated by White Tiger, and he took your title. But, Eighteen, that's not even the sad part, because, while it is sad for you too lose the biggest title in all of wrestling to a 90 year old fossil, the sad part is that you have had opportunity after opportunity to become World champion, and whether it was Law, whether it was Sean Lewis, whether it was Cameron Hayden, you FAILED to capture the title!"

Some intensity now hits Mr. Man's eyes, glimmering not with anger, but focusness, heading into the Rumble.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"You had multiple opportunities, and each time not only did you lose, you got destroyed, you got your reputation taken away from you. And while you were destroying jobbers and setting them on fire, while you were giving White Tiger his weekly blow-jobs, I was in the ring, working my ass off, and in one match, one opportunity, I became World Heavyweight Champion. While you're looking back on your life, reflecting on 2004, reflecting when you actually had a career, I'm living in 2008, and I'm relishing on being World champion, I'm sitting in a bathtub, bathing success, rubbing myself with the soap of champions. Eighteen, you sit high and mighty on your throne, because everyone's afraid of you, they're afraid to get in the way of the big, bad Eighteen, when the fact is, you're nothing, nothing but a wannabe."

Mr. Man smirks now, a smirk of proudness, not cockiness, a smirk of fate, not arrogance.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"While you live back in 2004, remembering the days when Eighteen was one of the top name in pro-wrestling, when you actually mattered to the public eye, I'm in the present, beating the unbeatable, thinking the unthinkable. What you need to realize, is you're living in the past, and you don't know when to let it go, but that's where I come in, Eighteen. Much like Shawn Ashlocke, you are nothing to this company, you're no longer a big draw, you're just same half-man, half-woman, fireballing freakshow, you know nothing about a great match, because your only real move is getting beaten by Dan Taylor, but I plan on changing that. Right now, in the public eye, you're near non-existence, you're nothing, but me, since I became champion, we've had the highest ratings on Xplosion since Sean Lewis and his politicking reign. Ever since I became World champion, eWe.com has gotten it's most views EVER! Because of me, Eighteen, this company now has someone to put their company on it's shoulder, they have someone to carry on a pedestal, and no matter how much they screw me over, I still beat the odds."

Mr. Man looks down now, looking at the floor and the floor panels that hold him up, before looking back at the camera and smirking.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"Eighteen, you are nothing to me, you're just a placeholder for someone who deserves a title shot, and I will make sure you hold your place back down the card with Dan Taylor, where you belong. And Eighteen, I promise, at the Royal Rumble, I will not only defeat you, but I will make you pay, I will make you suffer. I will make you pay for everyone who has doubted me, for the officials backstage who, even though I embarrassed Cameron Hayden, their Superman, I will make you pay for them, who have little to no faith in me. Eighteen, you're living in 2004, where no one cares about you, where you mean nothing to them in 2008. See, you are the past, I am the Present, and I am damn sure the Future, and I promise, I promise deep down in my heart that at the end of the day, no one will remember the name of Android #18. I promise you, Eighteen, you will mean nothing when I beat you, when I bloody you up, and I promise deep in my heart at the Royal Rumble, you will be nothing. Eighteen, you are the Past, and I am the Future, and after the Royal Rumble is said and done, after I destroy you in the Anarchy Cell, you will realize why I am the World Champion, why I am the Gold Standard, and you will finally realize, once and for all, that the Future, is, here! So good luck Eighteen, cause your tranny ass will need it."

Mr. Man then looks at the camera, before repositioning the World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder, before stopping in front of the camera for a double-take, and walking off, leaving the camera looking at the dimmed room, before fading away, ending the scene.

'Scene Two - Extra, Part One'

We open up our next scene inside of Mr. Man's condo in Miami, Florida. His house, nothing more than an ordinary 2 story house, with about 3 bedrooms. Inside of the house, we see Mr. Man sitting in front of his T.V., reading a newspaper, when suddenly his cell phone rings, causing Mr. Man to speak.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"Hello?"

Mr. Man answers the phone, before looking at the number, seeing in unidentified, talking with a sense of mystery in his voice.

Jim Varsalonne
"Uh, yes, this is Jim Varsalonne from the Miami Herald, the newspaper, and I was wondering if I could speak to you about an article."

'The Future' Mr. Man
"The Miami Herald? Sure, I'll talk to you."

Jim Varsalonne
"Okay, um, well, the Miami Herald is running a series of articles over the next couple of months, it's about some of the greatest sports hero's in Miami, Florida."

Mr. Man starts thinking to himself as he holds his phone, noting that the man who has called him seems to be a little nervous.

Jim Varsalonne
"Anyways, since we were discussing on who to start with, I figured that since next Sunday, you will have a match, why not use you as our first example."

'The Future' Mr. Man
"Well, I am probably the biggest sports hero in Miami, and it sounds decent enough, Jim, but, if i were to agree to this, how would we do the interview? How would it go through?"

Jim Varsalonne
"Well, I would probably ask you about your career, favorite movies, your success, then, you know, probably talk to you about facing, uh, Android #18 at the Royal Rumble."

Mr. Man thinks to himself about the offer this Jim Varsalonne has given him, pondering it over by himself for the next few months.

'The Future' Mr. Man
"Well, Jim, it's no secret I'll kill Eighteen at the Rumble, but you know what? I'll take you off on that Jim. I mean, let's face it, this company needs publicity, and what better publicity than Mr. Man?"

Jim Varsalonne
"That's great Mr. Man, and you're right, this is a great way to add more buy-rates to your Royal Rumble match. Now, I'd like too meet you tomorrow, me and you can throw some ideas together as for questions and what not, then, we'll start making the article."

'The Future' Mr. Man
"That's great Jim, I'll see you tomorow, but for now, I gotta keep my mind focused for the Royal Rumble, when I kill Eighteen."

Both Mr. Man and Jim Varsalonne say their good-byes on the phone, before Mr. Man hangs up his phone, putting it down, and going back to reading his newspaper, ending this scene, and roleplay.