Achivements: AWF World Title (5), AWF Silver Crown Title (3/ Twice Self Proclaimed), AWF Extreme Title (1), AWF US Title (1), AWF Tag Team Title (2 with Gangsta P.), AWF Hall Of Fame, XAWF Tag Team Title (1 with Gangsta P.), XAWF US Title (1), IWF European Title (1), IWF TV Title (1), RWF World Title (1), RWF Tag Team Title (2, once with Roxy, once with Gangsta P.) RWF Hall Of Famer
(A lonely ring. An empty arena. Quite. You could hear a pin drop. The camera pans around the arena. The light is dim. The banner ads are out. The scoreboard above the floor is off. No light. No noise. Dark. The camera continues to pan around and suddenly, a small flicker of light. The camera stops and zooms in. The flicker of light is a match that lights a cigarette. The camera pans up to show the face of…..Sean Rock. He lights his cigarette and takes a long hit. He exhales and the smoke rises to the sky. Sean Rock puts his boot up on the chair in front of him and leans back, stretching his arms and placing them along the backs of the chairs to his left and right. Sean’s head drops slightly, and he begins to speak.) ”The calm before the storm….this is what it’s like….quite….no movement….everything is still….you can hear your own heartbeat….your at ease….this is what it feels like before the storm hits….I have felt this before….calm, cool….collective….this is what it was like all those times before the “Big Match”….I would sit up here, way at the top and look down on an empty ring….or watch them install the cage….or the cell…..or hang the title above the ring…..line the ropes with razor wire….sprinkle broken glass around the outside….hanging weapons all around the ring….I watched as the ring was prepped for my big match…..and I was calm….just like this.” ”I remember my first big match….hardcore rules….I was nervous as hell….I had never been in something like that….nothing as violent as a hardcore match, I mean…I was quite possibly going to be hit with something, be it a chair….a bat….a lead pipe….I might even bleed….I could get hurt…what was I thinking???” ”I walked to the ring stiff as a board, but I tried to look cool, like I was in control…like I was ready, while inside…I was shitting myself…..I had no idea what I was going into.” ”I stepped in that ring and look my opponent right in the eyes, but I was still a wreck…when the bell rang, I knew I was fighting to stay alive…I was in there with a man who wanted to kill me….and when I took that first chair shot, it rang my bell….this kat hit me so hard, my insides shook….I could feel the side of my face getting warm and all the blood rushed to it…the skin was starting to stretch from the welt that was forming….and blood….lots of blood….began to flow.” ”I felt all of this…and I was shocked….shocked at the fact that…I kind of liked it.” ”It was my first hardcore match….and my first Title win….I won, in my first hardcore rules match, the Hardcore title. I went on to become on of the most feared men in the wrestling business…I took no mercy on anyone, and I destroyed everyone who tried to take that title from me….just like I did when I won the World Title…all five times.” ”These kinds of matches….they are old hand to me….just another day at the office….that is when you know something is wrong with you….when it does not hurt anymore….when the pain that would make most other men fall to there knees…when that does not hurt you anymore….something is very wrong.” ”Brutal matches are my specialty now…I am the Master of getting in someone’s head, then crushing them any way possible….and when titles are on the line….I am at my most unmerciful….It’s been sometime since I held gold, let alone a World Title…a title such as the IeWA World Title….to become the first ever….that just goes with my Hall of Fame reputation…just another accomplishment that very few men can claim stake too.” (Sean Rock takes a hit from his smoke and rolls his neck. He reaches down between his legs and picks up a beer can and takes a swing of it. Sean then rests his elbow on his leg and leans in) ”Now, I’m not saying this is going to be easy….it never is….the match is going to be vile, brutal, and bloodily…Hell, one of those other guys might get hurt….but for what is up for grabs…it will be worth my time to hurt them….” ”Violator….Jason “Nightmare” Dreamer….and Kyle Kraze….I know nothing about you….I would guess since your in this match that you are the best of the best from your Federation….you each stand out from the others and have earned your spot in this match….but gentlemen, I must warn you….back out. Stay home…..step out of this match and let yourself live….save your family and friends the horror of having to watch your soul be ripped from you….save them the hassle of having to care for you….feed you…dress you…wipe your ass….save them from the hassles the Reeve’s family went through for years….don’t put them through that.” ”In my younger days, I would have turned on the TV or got tape of your matches and watched you…did my homework…studied every move you made so that I could beat you….that was then…that was before I became the most hated man in the business….a man who was willing to do whatever it took to beat you…I save my whipping’s for the ring…and I like to be surprised…so I’ll sit back and wait till I get you in that ring and the three of you are in for a world of hurt.” ”Don’t think I forgot you….. Kristian.” (Sean Rock’s eyebrows lower and get tight. His pupils get smaller and his forehead begins to turn red.) ”Kristian…..we know each other well, don’t we????” ”Your politics….your hype….your ego…..your bullshit….it’s never ending….you always, somehow, someway seem to find your way into big matches….main events….with big stars….” ”Where you DON’T belong.” ”Overrated comes to mind….to much hype for a sub par performer…..half assed wrestler if ya ask me…..your tired ways will be your final down fail, Son.” ”You anin’t gunna have ol’ Jack to protect you in this one….you’ll have to fight your own fight, Kid….you won’t be the only big name in this hunt….you got four other hungry fighters gunnin for you.” ”I’m going to make a prediction….your the first one to be eliminated….” ”Yeah, it’s bold….but this is bolder….” ”I will grant the man who pins you the first shot at MY IeWA World Title when I win it…..” ”That’s ego, Son….that’s Hype…..That’s what the Rock A Thrilla is all about.” ”It’s time I put the business on notice….I’m back….rare form….back to the old days of hell raisin and title winnin….this match, the first in a long line of victories for me, Kids…..like I said, I know only one of you…but you all know me….or you will….when I’m standing over you….lights shinning in your eyes….ears ringing….head all rattled…..trying to figure out what the hell happened and what bus rang your bell.” ”I got your numbers….right down the line…..Kristian….Violator….Jason “Nightmare” Dreamer….and Kyle Kraze…..” ”You boys gunna find out quick….you don’t want this….when I told you to stay home….you’ll know I meant it…but you didn’t listen…I’ll respect you for showing up, but it will tell me you anin’t smart…and you got to be smart to catch this kat.” ”It’s time, boys….step up, one by one and get knocked down….your maker is here…..your first IeWA World Champ is here….and your time is up, Kids.” ”Time to…..Face…..Your……Fear……” (Sean Rock grins an evil grin and takes one last hit from his cigarette, then tosses it at the camera, stands up and walks up the stairs of the arena as the camera fades.)
Stats: Height: 6 Ft. 5 Inches, Weight: 265 Pounds, Hometown: Detroit, MI., Alignment: Heel, Finsher: Ego Buster (F-5), Enterance: Drowning Pool "Step Up"
