As 'One Man Army' blasts over the P.A., Prototype appears at the top of the ramp. Clad as ever in a black leather trenchcoat, only now with the word CABAL scrawled across the back in vivid green, the Most Evil Man in Wrassle [dot] Net stalks slowly down the ramp.
Burnt - Here he comes.
Davros - The fans are being very vocal in their dislike for Proto, even here in Japan.
Burnt - After the way he beat Chevalier in the semi-final, I'm really not surprised. What he did was disgraceful.
Laughing off the angry response of the Yokohama fans, and responding with a few unprintable insults of his own, Prototype rolls into the ring.
Proto - Well, well, well. The final. Too bad such a ground-breaking, apocryphal event is wasted on you ignorant Japs.
The fans boo, angrily.
Proto - Shut up! Show some f***ing respect. As the soon-to-be Bar Room Brawl champion, you can all shut the hell up. Respect me.
Burnt - This guy makes me sick.
Proto - All week long, I've been hearing crap. From reporters to wrasslers, from commishes to my own supposed friends, I've been hearing 'Proto! Proto! This Matt Piperooy guy is awesome, do you really think you can beat him?'
The hell with that!
I AM PROTOTYPE! (more booing.) There isn't a man – or woman – on the face of this stinking planet that can stop me. If I want to win the Bar Room Brawl, I will WIN the Bar Room Brawl. And nothing can stop that happening … least of all Matt Piperooy.
Piperooy, my little lisping Dutch chum … why don't you get on out here, and try to prove me wrong?
Proto tosses the mic into the crowd, kicks over a few displays, and awaits Matt Piperooy.
And waits.
And waits. Irritated, he picks up his mic again.
Proto - What the hell? C'mon, Matt, get out here.
Still nothing. No music, no entrance … nothing.
Burnt - What's going on?
Davros - Where's Matt Piperooy?
Worried, the fans mutter amongst themselves.
Proto - C'mon … Matt! Where you at … Matt?
Grinning, Proto taunts the empty rampway.
Burnt - Do you think Proto knows something?
Davros - I don't know … I do know that Piperooy still hasn't made an entrance. Can we get someone backstage to try and find out where he is?
Burnt - Yeah, good idea. Philly? Are you th-
Suddenly, the lights turn orange.
