The Man!


Info:

SIN Role-Play Number: Twenty four (24)
Current Match: Versus Vs Johnny Legend
Current Record: 3 wins -5 lossess -Draw 000
Pro Wrestling Achievements: Former Frontier Martials Arts Wrestling Champion

Prologue: When I Was Born..I Was Born The Man!..And When You Step on That Apron Your Ass Becomes Part of The Game That I'm The Man In!



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Fade up the Sin Wrestling logo.



In any profession, whether it be athletic or educational, police work or criminal, there will always be one person that stands out above all else. That one man will set the standard that all others will be held to and more often than not, that standard will never be met.

"I AM..... THE MAN!!"

To be compared to the likes of Hulk Hogan or Ric Flair can be one man's greatest achievement. Meant as a compliment, to the best of the best, it is an insult. In the mind of the best, there is no comparison. There is no one on their level and there never will be. It becomes the career of the best to remain the best, to hold off the top of the mountain and fight away all those who seek to claim it as their own. To fight back the threat of elevation for all they are worth.

The theory of elevation is a myth creamed over by internet fan boys. No matter who is on top, the complaints about lack of elevation are evident. For years, they will scream that a man deserves a world championship push and when he receives it, he immediately becomes public enemy number one and another up and comer takes his place as the internet golden boy. Because of the lack of elevation, the fans coined the term "glass ceiling," meaning that the mid-carders could look up through the glass ceiling and see the main event but could never quite reach it. Constantly bumping their heads into the ceiling with no sign of it giving in.

Sid was never the internet golden boy.

Sid made his presence known in Noah Japan for the first time.Immediately upon Entering NOAH, began an intense feud with Kenta Kobashi...Whom he Defeated In an incredible Semifinal match for the NOAH Championship.He eventually went to the finals of the NOAH championship,but lost to Ikuto Hidaka

Although Sitting around and relaxing after his loss, had its perks,this did not suit the self-proclaimed "Man." It was time to return to Wrestling and claim the one belt that should've been his from the beginning. Sid made his appearence in FMW, made his intentions known, and crushed Hisakatsu Oya in his first match .

Sid made the challenge to Hayabusa,and made the promise that the FMW's Show at the Tokyo Egg Dome would be the site where a new Champion would be crowned. Sid and Hayabusa wrestled an epic match, lasting upwards of forty minutes, before Sid hit the Death Trap and put the legendary performer's other foot in the grave, staking claim to his first world championship. "The Man" had finally reached the pinnacle of his career, 5 years of struggling in Pro Wrestling paying off once and for all. Sid's career was riding high .

And then it all came crashing down.

Atushi Onita took over FMW from Hayabusa and his first act of business was to strip all champions of their titles with the intention of crowning new ones later in the night. Sid didn't agree with this method and refused to take part. He threw down the FMW Heavyweight championship and walked away for what he thought would be forever.

Onita failed. FMW was broken. Hayabusa returned to pick up the pieces and announced that forty-five men would do battle in the main event of a PPV entitled Brawl for all . Forty-five men would do battle and one man would walk out with the Frontier Martials arts Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship. After his first reign had ended so suddenly, Sid had to show them that they made a mistake by robbing him of his championship. He entered himself in the match. Everyone immediately wrote him off as hype. A man FMW had washed out before he could become washed up. Many heralded Komazawa Olympic Park Gym as the place where a new contender would step up and take the crown. Veteran, hungry superstars the Likes of Vicious Vic Grimes,Stan"the Lariat"Hansen And Big Van Vader came from all over to try their hand in the main event.

In one match, Sid climbed the ladder to the very top of Frontier Martial arts Wrestling. Eliminating wrestler after wrestler after wrestler until he was the last man standing.His mask broken,blood staining his features, Sid eliminated The Sadistic ECw Legend Sabu to win the FMW championship for the second time.

Forty-four other men came from all over the world to win the title and "The Man" turned every single one of them away as if they were children playing a man's game. Sid showed every single one of them exactly why he was the man to beat. Sid established once and for all that he has broken through that glass ceiling

And now With Sid firmly back in place, panicked. The wrestlers were threatening to quit if something wasn't done about the living, breathing, ass kicking machine known to many as Sid"The Man"Frankenstein. People were getting concussions left and right thanks to Sid and his arsenal of Ring side Weapons, until one night, Hayabusa pulled the trigger that would almost kill Sid's once and for all.

The match was for the FMW World Championship. Sid versus Mr. Gannosuke versus Mammoth Sasaki. Sid dealt out punishment left and right, taking advantage of them like they were first match rookies until Willy "Hido" Takayama and Tetsuhiro Kuroda arrived at ringside on the orders of Hayabusa, distracting Sid long enough for Gannosuke to sneak a pin on Sasaki to steal the world championship.

Sid cornered Ganosuke,Takayama and Kuroda and his ensuing revenge was so fierce, so brutal, so very, very awe inspiring, that Hayabusa had no choice but to Fire Sid before lives were lost.



For nearly three years, the wrestling world had continued on without Sid and the wrestlers have let out a sigh of relief. Elevation has occurred in his absence and new stars have been born. It wasn't until Sin Wrestling opened its doors that Sid decided it was time to make another impact. In a promotion ruled by Corey Page,Sid felt it was his duty to show them what real talent was like.

After sitting back and watching the business evolve without him, he decided that it was time to return, to show the up and comers that they are not the Man.



Darkness fills the room. Only a crack between the window blinds allows the light from the outside streetlight to emanate through. Rustling and sounds of a bed squeaking can be heard within. Sounds seem to be that of someone quite restless. Finally a figure sits up and sighs. A hand reaches out and turns on the lamp. There sits Sid Frankenstein shirtless with a blanket covering his lower half. Beside him lays Sharon fast asleep. Sid grabs a bottle of pills from the nightstand, pops the top of, drops a few into his hand, then puts the lid back on. He then grabs the glass of water of the stand and tosses all the pills into his mouth, gulping them back with a giant chug of water. Putting the glass down, he grabs the clock and looks at the time.

He puts the clock back down on the cabinet. He grabs for his shorts on the floor and puts them on under the blanket. He slowly gets out of bed, trying not to wake Sharon. He stands and turns the light out in the room. He creeps towards the door, kicking the foot of the bed in the process. Holding the obscenities him barely, he looks at Sharon, who does not stir. He painfully tip toes to the door, opens it, walks out, than gently closes it. He walks down the stairs to the living room and sits on the couch. Darkness isnít as deep in this room as the curtains are open, letting in all the light from outside. Car headlights flash across the wall. He grabs his pack of smokes of the table and lights one, inhaling deeply, waiting, than lets out a breath of grey clouded smoke.

Sid: God! Thatís better. I needed that.

He grabs a letter off of the table and looks through it.

Sid: Damn it legend. Wonít you learn? Is this how low you think of me? Like fuck.

He crumbles the paper up and tosses it across the room.

Sid: Legend you little shit, what do you have in store for me?

Suddenly the phone rings. Sid looks up at the time, than grabs the phone harshly. He picks up the receiver and answers.

Sid: Hello?

No answer.

Sid: HELLO?

Voice: Is this Sid Frankenstein?

Sid: Yes, who the fuÖ.

Voice: Is your fiances name Sharon?

Sid: Yeah.

Voice: I have some news about your precious little girlfriend that you might like to know.

Sid: Who the hell is this?

Voice: It doesnít matter who I am.

Sid: Listen you little fuckÖ

Voice: No you listen. You donít know your little wife as well as you think you do son. She keeps things from you all the time.

Sid: How dare youÖ

Voice: How dare I? Iím just trying to watch out for you Sid. Watch your back. You never know what she is up to.

Sid: How can you make such accusations? She tells me everything.

Voice: Does she now? Has she told you that after your match at impulse that she is leaving you?

Sid: No sheís not.

Voice: Ask her. Reliable sources tell me otherwise. Sheís not the most truthful person Sid.

Sid: Fuck you!

Voice: Yes, fuck me. Fuck Me! Just think of one thing Sid. When you find out that your girl is hiding shit from you, just rememberÖfuck me!

Sid slams the receiver back down on the phone. Just then, Sharon walks into the living room, covered only by a sheet from the bed. Sid sits silent on the couch with his head down

Sharon: Who was that one the phone?

Sid just sits there, not saying a word.

Sharon: Sid, who was it?

Sid: When were you gonna tell me?

Sharon: Tell you what?

Sid: Sharon, donít play stupid with me. Why didnít you tell me?

Sharon: I donít know what you are talking about.

Sid snaps himself up to stand, startling Sharon. He begins to walk towards her, but decides otherwise and turns towards the opposite direction.

Sid: Why didnít you tell me you were leaving after this show?

Sharon: How did youÖÖ

Sid: Just answer the question. Why?

Sharon: I didnít want you to find out until after the show. I didnít want to distract you from this match. I know how much you want to win it.

Sid: Right now, I donít give a fuck about Johnny Legend. He is the least on my mind. I just found out that my woman has been keeping shit from me.

Sharon: I just need to be away from the wrestling chaos for awhile. I thought you would understand.

Sid: I would have understood if you just would have told me. Damnit , why could you not trust me enough to tell me something like that?

Sharon: I donít know. I just didnít think you would get this upset about it. I mean, come on. Do I really need to be there anyway?. I just needed to be away from the Music Biz.

Be here when you get home. Have supper ready. The whole future wife thing. I have never been that for anyone. I want to be that for you. Start a family and be with you damnit. Canít you understand that?

Sid: I can understand that. You know I can. The thing is that you didnít have enough trust in me to tell me. How do I know that when Iím out in the ring, you are not here with other men?

Sharon: Excuse me?

Sid: You heard me. How do I know that you wouldnít be fraternizing with other men while I am out working my ass off in that ring?

Sharon: First off, how dare you accuse me of such bullshit! I love you and I would never do anything like that to you. Ever since you and I got together, I have not once looked at another man like I look at youÖ.which is more than I can say about you and your wondering eyes. Secondly, you knew this day would come Sid. We have talked about this before.

I told you that one day I would just like to settle down for awhile. We agreed that you could keep wrestling if you wanted, but I wanted a normal at home life for awhile. I guess that time was now, and damnit, Iím not changing my decision because you donít think itís the right fucking time.

Sid: I just wish you would have said something instead of going behind my back and getting all this done. Why such a big secret?

Sharon: I already told you fucktard. I didnít want to cloud your mind before this upcoming match. You know I have some things in my life that I keep to myself. Just like you. You have shit that you donít tell me. I know this, but you donít see me hounding you about it.

Sid: Well, what else have you been keeping from me; Iíd really like to know?

Sharon: Honestly, right now, I donít care to tell you. You are too strung out as it is. Why donít you just go to bed and get some sleep. You have a busy day of the gym and other shit tomorrow.

Sid: Iíd really like to get this settled now. If you donít want my head to be clouded for this match like you say you donít, than tell me what the hell is going on.

Sharon: Fuck Sid, canít you just trust me for once?

Sid:Sharon damnit, why canít you tell me what the hell is going on with you? You havenít been the same in awhile. Some things are starting to bother me. Youíre not feeling well most of the time; you are moody more often then not. Keeping shit from me isnít like you. You are beginning to act like some WhoreÖ

Sharon turns and slaps Sid across the face. His head snaps to the left and just sits there. Sharon just stands and looks up at him. He turns his head towards her, looking down at her.

Sharon: Donít you ever Dare call me a Whore or even compare me to one!. I am nothing like them. I love you Sid,brunt face and all i have accepted you the way you are , but so help me god, if you ever attempt to call me that againÖ

Sid: I know.

Sharon: Excuse me?

Sid: I know. I was wrong. Iím sorry. I stepped over my boundaries. That was totally uncalled for. I apologize.

Sharon just stands there and blankly stares up at Sid . Tears begin to roll down her cheeks. Sid grabs her and holds her close to him. Her tears dampen Sidís chest.

Sid:I should trust you more. It just pissed me off that you were holding something back from me. It hurt to know that you couldnít trust me enough to tell me that you were leaving...Iím sorry for all of this. The person on the other end of that phone call just pissed me off that's all.

Sharon: Just promise me that anything else I tell you, you wonít get upset or wiry about.

Sid: Why, what else is there?

Sharon: Just promise me.

Sid: I promise. Whatís going on?

Sharon: Well, this is it. I went to the doctors the other day. It was a few days after our match. I was having a few pains and I wanted them checked out. They did blood work and such on me.

Sid: Are you sick?

Sharon: No.

Sid: Did they find something that should not be there?

Sharon: You can kinda say that.

Sid: A sist, a lump, what?

Sharon just sits there looking into Sidís eyes. She wipes away the tears and gets a tiny little smile on her face.

Sid: What did they find?

Sharon: A baby.

Sid:Well that's really okay i...... what?

Sharon: Iím pregnant.

Sid stands stone faced. He starts to wobble back and forth. He walks over to the couch and sits down heavily. Sharon walks over and sits on his lap. He looks up at her.

Sid: IÖ IÖ I donít know what to say.

Sharon: Say whatís in your heart.

Sid looks down for a few then looks up at her .his expression still Stunned.

Sid: I canít believe this. i am going to be a Daddy?

Sharon: Yes you are. I didnít want to tell you until after your match. I guess this was as best a time as any.

Sid: You donít know how this makes me feel. How far along?

Sharon: They say it that conception takes about six weeks. So I assume it started two weeks ago or so. They are not quite certain.

Sid: That meansÖ

Sharon: Yes, that means that I was pregnant when Zimdela Brudon came after me at impulse. Everything is fine. I made sure of that once they told me.

Sid: He could have killed my unborn child ..that little Mother fucker . He is so gonna pay for that.

Sharon: Donít worry about him. You have a match against Legend coming up.

Sid: Yes and I donít want you any where in the Arena. I am gonna find a way to get you removed from it. Iím not taking the chance of losing another one of my family.

Sharon: But.

Sid: I canít afford to have something happen to the mother of my little girl or boy.

Sharon: I know how you feel. You do what you have to do, but just remember what my feelings are about this. Iím gonna head back up to bed. You coming?

Sid: Iíll be up in a few. I just need to sit for a bit. Iím still trying to grasp this.

Sharon letís out a slight giggle, kisses Sid passionately, gets off his lap and begins walking towards the stairs. Before she walks up them she turns her head and looks over at Sid.

Sid: Yes ?

She doesnít say anything, but instead just drops the sheet that she was wearing around her to the floor, revealing her naked body standing at the foot of the stairs.

Sid: Beautiful!

Sharon: This will be waiting for you upstairs.

She begins to laugh and walks up the stairs, leaving the sheet on the floor. Sid stands up and walks over to a small cabinet on the wall. He opens the top door and looks inside. He stops and stares for a few minutes. A few tears begin to collect in his eyes. He reaches in and pulls out a small brown teddy bear. He holds it close to him as the tears begin to flow.

Sid: I never thought I could have a baby. Iíll never forget you sis.

He pauses for a moment and listens to the silence in the room, as if to wait for a response. He then begins to speak again.

Sid: yes sis, Iím gonna be a daddy . You are gonna have a little nephew or niece.

He again pauses.

Sid: I know, you are gonna be a great aunt and take good care of them arenít you?

Pauses

Sid: Thatís a good girl. Get some sleep honey.

He kisses the teddy bear and places it back in the cabinet. He closes the doors, wipes his eyes, and walks towards the stairs. When he reaches the foot, he bends down and grabs the sheet that Sharon just moments ago left lying on the floor. He stands back up and looks up the stairs.

Sid: Things are going to be different from now on. They have to be.

With that said Sid walks up the stairs into the darkness. As he reaches the top step, he turns and walks into his bedroom. The house falls silent. Fade to black

The scene opens up the next night at a seedy Chicago bar, somewhere on the bad side of town. The sounds of some old, heavy metal band are being belched out of an out-of-date Jukebox that is somewhere on it's last legs. In one corner of the bar we see a Young man wearing a black trench coat playing pool against a another guy wearing simple black jeans and white t-shirt and hockey mask. The man in the white shirt is Sid and the other guy is Flame. Sid walks up to the table, takes his shot, and sinks two balls at once.

Sid: You see, Flame. One of these days you're going to learn that even you can't touch me in a game of pool.

Flame: Don't get too cocky. You know a game of pool is the ONLY thing you've ever been able to beat me in.

Sid: Give it time. Give it time.

As Sid walks up to the table to make another shot, a group of three men walk in through the front door. All three men are wearing leather jeans and leather vest, and all three of them are covered in tatoos. It's quite obvious that all three are bikers, and all three are very drunk. They walk up to a younger looking girl that is at the bar, and one throws his arm around her. As he does this, Sid looks up quickly, surveying the situation.

Flame: Easy Sid, easy.

The girl at the bar tries to struggle against the man who has his arm around her, but he's obviously a LOT stronger, and it doesn't do her any good. When he grabs her even tighter, and tries to force her to kiss him, Sid throws his pool cue down and starts to head toward them.

Flame: Sid..

Sid:..

Flame: Great....just great.

Flame quickly puts his pool cue down and begins to take his trench coat off, as Sid walks straight up to the group of men.

Biker : Come on, sweetheart. Just give me a kiss!

Girl: Get your hands off of me!!!

Biker: It's just one little kiss....

Sid: She already told you no. Now why don't you leave her alone?

The biker looks up at Sid as he says this, and glares at him. He releases the girl, and shoves her roughly away, almost knocking her off her bar stool. Sid glances her way to make sure she's ok, then quikcly looks back at the biker who has approached him and is practically right in his face.

Biker: This doesn't have anything to do with you, BOY. So I suggest you walk your ass on out of here and not look back.

Sid: Let me get this straight,....You think no man can step in here and do what ever you want? You're causing trouble in my town, so I'd say this has a lot to do with me.

You're Tresspassing on MY HOME! And there is only one man who can say who comes and who goes through Here! And you're looking straight into his EYES! I'm the man who'll decide whether you leave here still riding your bikes or whether you ride out of here at all! I'm not going anywhere. And if you call me "boy" one more time, I'm going to knock your teeth so far down your throat you'll have to chew your own ass out for pissing me off!.

Biker: Oh you think so? How about we just kick your ass right now, and make an example out of you?

Sid: If you think you're man enough.

Biker: Oh, it's not just me you have to worry about.....BOY!

With that, one of the bikers two friends comes up behind Sid with a beer bottle, and tries to bring it down on Sid's head. Sid see's him, however, and grabs his arm as he brings it down, and brings his leg back, kicking the guy in the gut and knocking him backward, ripping the bottle out of his hand as he does so.

Sid quickly whirls around, just in time for the second man to rush him. As he does, Sid swings the beer bottle, breaking it right across the man's face! Glass and blood fly everywhere as the man crumples to the ground. Sid looks back up from the guy, to see the first guy standing there, glaring at him with a look of rage on his face.

Biker: That was my fucking brother! I'm going to fuck you up so bad, you're own mother isn't going to recognize you!

Sid: She wouldn't anyway.

As Sid says this, the biker steps forward and takes a swing at him. Sid easily ducks out of the way, and the momentum of his swing causes the biker to turn all the way around. Sid quikcly grabs the man by the back of the head, and slams him face first into the bar. A loud *CRACK* is heard as he does this, and blood splatters everywhere as the mans nose breaks. Sid holds the mans face down on the bar as he struggles to get free.

Sid: Now, I suggest you get the FUCK out of here, before I decide to rearrange your face some more!

Biker: FUCK YOU!

Sid: Sorry, not my type.

Sid picks the mans head off the bar, and slams it down again, and the man screams in pain.

Sid: Now, like I said, you're going to get the FUCK out of--

Girl: Watch out!

Sid turns his head as the first guy he knocked down is coming at him. The man is stopped dead in his tracks, however, as Flame busts a pool cue right across the mans face, taking him back down. Sid looks down at the fallen man, then back at Flame.

Sid: Thanks for the back up.

Flame: Someone has to watch your back, besides you look like you were having fun

Sid: funny

Sid picks the man he's holding against the bar up slams his face down again, this time knocking him unconcious. He lets him go, and he slumps down to the ground.

Sid: --very funny.

Sid and Flame both take a look around, surveying the damage done. All three men are unconcious on the bar room floor. The first has a badly broken nose, his blood dripping all over the place. The second is simply badly bruised from the pool cue to the face, and the third is covred in lacerations from the beer bottle.

Flame: a typical night with you......

Sid:Come on Let's get the hell out of here before the cops decide to arrest someone for this.

Flame grabs his trench coat from the pool table, and he and Sid make their way out of the front door. They both quickly jump into A black '68 GTO convertible parked outside, and peel out. They scream off into the night as the sounds of approaching sirens is heard, and the scene fades out.