Final Preporations

| Scene | We open up our scene in Vermillion, South Dakota in the arena of this known for nothing state. We look to the back, near a wall, where we see Mr. Man, wearing his black and green tights, and a black "SummerSlam" t-shirt, and he seems focused. His moment of silence is interupted, when he sees the camera get in his grill.

| Mr. Man | Now, I know what you're all wondering. You're all wondering if I can recover from a loss where I was more or less off my game, from last week, right? I bet you're all wondering, can I be able to pull off a victory out of my ass going into this tag team torunament? What you should ask yourself, is will I be able to destroy my opponents tonight in 5 minutes, or 10 minutes? Basically, what I'm saying is, last week's loss to KidJack, it doesn't phase me one bit. In fact, I've gone past that, and I am still who I am, the best in the business. What happened last week, it does not reflect the fact that I am the Gold Standard in professional wrestling today, because quite frankly, one fluke of a loss, it means nothing in my book. And tonight, I have a chance to prove all my nay-sayers, like I do everytime I get into this ring, wrong.

| Scene | Mr. Man rests his head and his back against the wall, staring up at the ceiling, realizing it is almost showtime, and starts blowing on his hands.

| Mr. Man | You all may not realize, but tonight, I am teaming up with a man I never thought, in my whole career, I'd team up with. Tonight, I team up with somebody I clearly do not like, nor do I trust. My tag team partner, sure, he's a decent talent, a 3-time World Champion, a Grand Slam winner, but does that mean I like the man? Does that mean I even have the least bit of respect for him? No, because when it all comes down to it, you look at the past, and it means nothing, because quite honestly, what you did before today means nothing. And I understand, some think me and my partner, we won't be able to co-exist, we won't be able to be great partners, and I believe them. I believe them for the fact that we do not like eachother.

| Scene | Mr. Man keeps his eyes away from the camera, but keeps relaxing against the wall, knowing that his time in the ring is almost here.

| Mr. Man | Me and Johnny Chaos, we won't be exchanging gifts anytime soon. We won't be sending eachother birthday cards. We won't even send eachother a little bit of our side dishes here and there. Tonight, I doubt me and him will be able to co-exist, but I do know, that won't make a hill of beans. It won't mean shit, because I know between the both of us, I am better than him. Johnny Chaos, while he is of decent talent, everyone knows he is the luckiest man on the entire eWe roster. His whole career has been on luck. And whether it be good or bad, it is on nothing but luck. Whereas my career, it has been about developing this God given skill that was given to me. My whole career has been about overcoming obstacles, and shoving them past me, knowing that I am the best. That's the major difference between me and Johnny.

| Scene | Mr. Man pauses a little bit, grabbing a bottle of water from the table beside him, and taking a swig.

| Mr. Man | But there is something I will give Johnny Chaos. He has beaten me, twice. Sure, one time was a battle royal, and the other time, he only won from luck, but he has beaten me twice. Does that mean I respect him a little more? Sure. But in the long run, my respect means nothing. It means nothing from the fact that my whole career, I have been held down from management. Everytime I climbed that ladder closer to the top, they added a brand new step. Whereas Johnny Chaos, the man once owned this company. The man once faked his own death in order to get his legacy overrated. Here's the thing. Me and him, tonight, we will fight side-by-side, when that bell rings, I will be in his corner, and while I may not like it, I will be there, but as soon as that bell rings for our victory, I will not give a fuck. Does that mean that when he's getting double-teamed I will help him? Of course not, I won't give a fuck what happens to him, as long as that bell rings with me as a winner.

| Scene | Mr. Man takes a long sigh now, trying to put the match in his head mentally, before taking another drink of water.

| Mr. Man | But compared to my opponents, Johnny Chaos is like Ric Flair. See, while Johnny Chaos may be the luckiest man in professional wrestling history, he is still much better than my two opponents. You look at my opponents, and all you can add on their resume, is a fluke of a Women's title reign, and the longest reigning jobber champion of all time. Christy Chaos and Predator, the two lowest mid-carders, in both women's and men's wrestling respectibly. They have both been overhyped by the fans, overhyped by the office, and overhyped by their fellow wrestlers. In the long run, neither of them mean a damn thing to this company. Their achievments is not even half of what I have done, hell it's not even half of Johnny Chaos' punk ass reigns. What they are too me, and I know deep down inside, to you fans, they are absolutely nothing.

| Scene | Mr. Man begins to turn his neck and would begin to pop it, the sound effects actually heard and is indeed sickening.

| Mr. Man | For the past three years, all you've heard from the women's division is Christy Chaos. How she is the perfect combination beauty, speed and technical support. All I've seen from here is just a bunch of crap. All I've seen from Christy Chaos is she is nothing but a bunch bullshit. What is so special about Christy Chaos? What has she done that makes you think she is special? Too me, she's nothing but tits and ass, and even that isn't that great. And I know, she's having trouble, not wanting to face her brother, and I know she's having trouble not wanting to get in my path, but in all actuality, what she's afraid of is getting outshined by me. She's afraid of getting what's hers and I know it hurts deep down inside to realize I am better than her. It hurts everyone too say that, why do you think the Exiles are no longer in the eWe?

| Scene | Mr. Man begins to smirks now, his face lighting up a bit, but he still looks focused for his upcoming tag team battle.

| Mr. Man | Christy Chaos, tonight for the first time in your career, you will have a chance to fight the big time. Tonight, you have a chance to wrestle with the lights out bright, and a chance to make yourself famous. You're not only facing your brother, you are facing the absolute best in the business in me. You need to realize, no matter your sex, you're height, your race, you get in the ring with Mr. Man, you're gonna get out wrestled. You're gonna get outshined by me, and in the long run, you are going to lose. And it doesn't matter what snappy comeback you may come up with, it doesn't what you wanna say too me, the fact is I will be better than you tonight Christy. I want you to think about that while I beat your ass in the ring, and at the end of the night, I beat your ass out of the ring.

| Scene | Mr. Man chuckles at his last comment, before shaking his head and taking another drink of water.

| Mr. Man | And then, in Christy Chaos' corner, we have the most overrated mid-carder in the history of the eWe. In her corner is the king of mediocre, the emperor of midcard, Predator. And for the past two years, all I've heard was how in the future, Predator won't only be big-time, he would be a World Champion. Well it's been the future, and Predator is still where he has been in the past two years, in the midcard division. And I know Predator, he won't admit what I am saying is true, instead, he'll come up with some lame, cliched joke about how I look funny, and you will al laugh like sheep. Isn't it ironic how all I've heard was that Predator was the future of eWe, and I, The Future, become World Heavyweight Champion? It's funny how these things work out, because we all know, Predator is nowhere near the expectations that are given for him. Predator is in the same place he was two years ago when he debuted, he's just a lot funnier.

| Scene | Mr. Man pauses for a bit, hit his head against the wall as he tries getting that adreniline pumping up for this match.

| Mr. Man | Predator, I warned you earlier that you shouldn't befriend your partners, that it is a straight, business relationship. The reason I say that, is because your whole career, you have befriended all your partners, and they ended up screwing you over. Whether it be screwing you over from winning the tag team titles at WrestleMania, or beating down your own mother, the fact is, you have always been screwed. That's another reason for your lack of uprising in the ranks of the eWe, because quite frankly, you're too much of a tag team wrestler. Tonight, you have a chance to carry little Christy Chaos, and prove you might be a little bit more of worth than I thought you were. But the bad thing is, you're not only facing the most overhyped man in the eWe in Johnny Chaos, you're facing the Gold Standard in professional wrestling, Mr. Man. You, like Christy, have a chance to get beyond mediocre, and have a chance to try and outshine, and as much as I laugh at how impossible it is, you have your chance.

| Scene | Mr. Man chugs a little bit more water, and shaking his head, before jumping up and down on his tip-toes, getting more ready by the second.

| Mr. Man | All in all, at the end of the day, there will only be one team that will be able to advance in this tournament. Whether it be Predator and Christy Chaos struggling to fight over the fact that they are nothing but mid-carders looking to get the impossible win, or if it's Mr. Man carrying his less talented and more lucky partner Johnny Chaos to the next phase. The fact is, tonight there will be only one thing happening, and that is me getting one step closer to Tag Team title gold. Whether or not I have to carry my tag team partner, that is a minor scrape as far as I'm concerned, because tonight, I will get that win. Predator, Christy Chaos, even Johnny Chaos. When you all enter that ring tonight, you will all be wowed, and not by eachother, by the one man in the ring that knows what he is actually doing. Tonight, you all have to realize that you are all in the ring with the best in the business, the top dog in the eWe, Mr. Man. Christy, Predator, you botha re the past, and you need to realize, and I mean really realize, that is the present, and whether it means adding Johnny Chaos to this catagory or not, the Future is here!

| Scene | Mr. Man would then grab the water bottle, would spray some in his mouth, before dumping the rest of it over his head, and walking away from the camera, presumably towards the entrance curtain. The scene would fade with Mr. Man's footsteps towards the coridoor, ending this scene.