
Record
Won: 32
Lost: 33
Drawn: 03
Achievements
Honors
Defeated
We open up our scene in New Orleans, Lousiana, at the arena that they call the Superdome. We enter inside where the show is nearly to start, only to be interupted by the sounds of "The Enemy" by Godsmack. As the song is playing in the announce system, there can be a mixture of boos and cheers, mainly boos, held by the fans, as we see their NEW World Heavyweight Champion walking out from the back, wearing clothes that are someone street clothes, and his World Heavyweight title over his shoulder, as well as a microphone in his hand.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man looks around the Superdome with a smirk, holding onto his World title over his shoulder, before going back to his promo.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man pauses once again, this time to a light pop, even though people still hate on him.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man smirks as the boos once again rile up on him, no cheers being heard by the New Orleans crowd.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man looks around, the fans interested in what he is saying, before he looks at his World title and smiles.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man looks more serious now, looking around the arena, still holding a microphone, and even laughing.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man smiles now, looking at some slight boos scattered around the arena, all the while smirking.
'The Future' Mr. Man
Mr. Man then smirks as "The Enemy" once again plays over the p/a system, the boos picking up on him before he drops the microphone and heads back backstage. The fans continue to boo, all before the music finally ends, as well as the scene and roleplay.
"What you are seeing right here, is not a mirage, it is not fake, it is 100% reality. All of you right here are looking at the most dominate force in this company, the reason you all bought tickets, all too see me, Mr. Man, YOUR World Heavyweight Champion, standing in front of you. Everything I've done came down to this moments, as I stand in front of each and everyone of you, not just a mortal man, but a mortal man who has proven he is Hayden's only defensive failure, but a man who is in front of you, better than you, the best in the world, and YOUR NEW World Heavyweight Champion! You are all looking, not at the Future of Sports-Entertainment, but the Present of Sports-Entertainment. Everyone in the back worships me, and why not? I am their World Champion, I am simply the best, and I am the CHAMP!"
"But, things are not the same as they appeared 3 weeks ago, because since then, since winning the World title, I've had numerous obsticles in my way, I've had numerous people trying to claim my spot, and I am not going to let it happen. In these past three weeks, I've had posers, posers like Dan Taylor, posers like Cameron Hayden, two men I have beaten before claim my victory was a fluke. These two little bastards walka round saying I don't deserve this, that three years of working my ass off and waiting for that one moment to shine was all a big lie. Yet, while they could all make good points, they go and bitch about losing their World title matches, and losing, all the while making complete asses out of themselves."
"But, obviously, three years of hard work, three years of blood, sweat and tears, of putting my life into this company and becoming YOUR World Champion, this company, out beloved Jenna Jameson, tries to screw me over YET AGAIN! See, last week, instead of congratulating me for doing what someone like White Tiger couldn't do, someone like Dan Taylor couldnt do, she decides to put me in a match, my first title defense against Android fucking 18, in not just any match but an Anarchy Cell, and for what? What did I do to deserve this punishment, this cruel, and unusual punishment by Jenna Jameson? Put out a fire Eighteen started? She could have killed all of Pretty Boy Taylor's looks! What else, accidently knock Eighteen out with a fire extinguisher? That was accidental, it fell out of my hands!"
"But you know what makes me mad, last week on Xplosion, what did I get to enter myself in the history books as the fore-runner of the Mr. Man Era? Did I get a 15-minute promo of doom to signify myself as the greatest wrestler in this company? Did I get some special video package to show myself as the man you all have to get shoved down your throats? I got nothing! Everyone else in this back, from Derrick Sanderson to even that metrosexual Dan Taylor himself got theirselves their own segment, while I had to make my presence known in the main event to get coverage. But I want you all to know, that was a one week thing, that was something that this company's smart, creative minds tried doing, something I gave them the control to do, but no more. From now own, as long as I am YOUR World champion, this show is all about me, all about Mr. Man."
"The Mr. Man Show, Xplosion, my territry will start tonight, and it will start good. Tonight, I face an up-and-comer X-Skull, a man who is living his dream in facing the World Heavyweight Champion, in a match that can determine his fate, that can determine his career, that can make him famous. Tonight he is not facing a top name in Xplosion, but THE top name in Xplosion. Tonight could be his night, his one oppurtinty to get to the top, by beating the man on Xplosion. The thing is, X-Skull, this is your biggest oppurtinity, but at what price? See, now that you have this match, you have a plethora of possibilties that can happen to you, only, only, if you can do what I did before I got my big oppurtunity and beat seven World Champions. Only if you can do what I did and end careers, jsut like Shawn Ashlocke. Maybe if you can work your ass for 3 years to get to the top!"
"X-Skull, you do not deserve this match tonight, you are not in my league. I am better than you in every single way possible, anything you've done does not compare to my 2007, and does not compare to this next year of Mr. Man in general. X-Skull, I am better than you, I am cooler than you, I am everything you're not, I am a World Class athlete, you're nothing but some mediocre wrestler. You know nothing about the effort it takes to get to the top, because you'll never get there, and I'll be damned if I let some two-bit Pure division wrestler beat a man who is YOUR current World Champion. What you need to realize, is right now, I am in the best shape of my life, and no matter who is up here with me, whether it's Cameron Hayden, Dan Taylor, or Eighteen, they are still second best, and you will never be in this league, X-Skull. You're not important enough for anyone to care about you, and that makes me even better than you, it makes me look like Superman compared too you."
"All you need to know, X-Skull, is I am better than you, and I am going to put you through hell. All these frustrations from Jenna Jameson's screwing me over, from Dan Taylor trying to one-up me, even though I am better than me, and from Eighteen trying to get in my way, I am going to beat you down for it. X-Skull, you're gonna go through your own personal hell, you're going to get destroyed, all as if you were Eighteen in that Anarchy Cell. You deserve nothing from me, X-Skull, nothing but the brutal beat-down, nothing but the destruction of you getting busted open, and bloodied to the mat. There will not be an X-Skull in you anymore, and you'll be able to go back down to your jobbing duties on Download. X-Skull, you're name will not be remembered when I am done with you, you will be nothing but a foot-note, all you will be known for is being my sacrificial lamb, as I gain my own momentum into the Royal Rumble. X-Skull, you are going to face not just any mere man, but you are facing not the Past, but the Present, the Future, the World Heavyweight Champion, and I promise at the end of tonight, I will be the last image you all will see, as World Heavyweight Champion."