The Idol: Undisputed Champion

[The Idol Max Prophet]

The scene opens late at night. We are inside The Idol Max Prophet's bedroom at his home...IDOL MANOR II in Las Vegas, Nevada. The Idol was forced to sell IDOL MANOR I in Beverly Hills, CA due to the housing market and economic collapse in California during the Obama administration. However, IDOL MANOR II offers all the luxury of the original, if not more. The bedroom is big. Big enough for a champion. Big enough for YOUR USPW INTERNATIONAL WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

After a long day of training with Mr. T, The Idol is brushing his teeth and getting ready for bed. He enters the bedroom and takes off his bathrobe showing his shredded body. Naked, The Idol's large genitals are blurred out for TV. We do catch a glimpse of The Idol's ass.

He shuts off the lights and climbs under the covers. He's sore from training. He's been training with Mr. T for weeks now. He feels ready. One more week to go leading into the Hell Frozen Over event. The Idol smells more gold. He can taste it. He's ready to walk with the immortals.

Moonlight shines through the window as The Idol shuts his eyes and settles down for a rest. 3:30am will come very early. More cardio. More weight training. Fire will surround the ring. We need to train in the heat of the Nevada desert to prepare for the intense conditions. That can wait until tomorrow. For now, rest.

Suddenly, a man appears in The Idol's bedroom standing at the foot of the bed.



The Idol jerks awake

The Idol - Captain Jack Sparrow?

No. My name is Brock

The Idol - Brock? What the fuck? Why do you have a sword? Are you gonna kill me?

No. This is a fake sword. It's a stage prop. He...he...makes me carry it

The Idol - He? Who?

Phantom

The Idol - Phantom!?!?!

Yes. He makes me dress like this. He likes it.

The Idol - Dude, who are you? How do you know Phantom?

I'm...his...I'm his roommate.

The Idol jumps out of bed and flips the lights on and pulls on his bathrobe.

The Idol - Let me get this straight. You're dressed as Captain Jack Sparrow and carrying a fake sword because Phantom wants you too?

Yes. We are......roommates.

The Idol - So, why are you here?

Because I have to tell you something about Phantom

The Idol - Well, you woke me up out of a damn sleep. I got a lot of training to do for this match. I gotta get up at 3:30am and drink raw eggs and go hang and bang at the gym so, whatever you have to say you need to damn well spit it out before I call the damn cops to come drag your ass to the mental hospital.

No!!!! Please God no! Don't send me back there please!!!!

The Idol - Calm down bro. The Idol is a reasonable man. Just tell The Idol what is on your mind.

He makes me dress as Captain Jack Sparrow!

The Idol - You already told me that

(crying) I know!!!! That's what I'm here to tell you! He's schizophrenic! We met. He beats me.

The Idol - Bro look, The Idol is not a relationship counselor. You need to turn your ass around and get back to wherever you came from.

PLEASE DON'T SEND ME BACK!!!!!!

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We cut to The Idol on the set of Good Morning America

Josh Elliot - I am Josh Elliot, welcome back to the show, ladies and gentleman Sunday night June 24 our next guest will take on Phantom for the USPW Heavyweight Championship at the Hell Frozen Over Pay per view event. Ladies and gentleman, my guest is none other than "The Idol" Max Prophet

The Idol - Thanks for having me Josh

Josh Elliot - So you are the USPW International World Heavyweight Champion?

The Idol - That's right. Can't you tell by this big ass belt I'm carrying?

Josh Elliot - Yes, it's much bigger than Mr. Phantom's

The Idol - (laughs out loud) Josh, I got all kind of things that are bigger than Phantom's.

Josh Elliot - HaHa Mr. Idol I'd like to remind you this is a G-rated show. But we are so glad to have you. Look, this weekend big match, he's got a belt, you've got a belt, fire surrounds the ring, Mike Tyson is the special guest referee. This is big time right?

The Idol - Yeah, about as big as it gets in this sport.

Josh Elliot - And your opponent, Phantom, he's good right? I mean, he is the USPW Heavyweight Champion.

The Idol - He's ok. I mean, it depends on what you consider good Josh.

Josh Elliot - Well, I guess you have....

The Idol - (leans forward) Let's cut the crap Josh. And take that bass out of your voice when you talk to me. You want some of me? You want some of The Idol?

Josh Elliot - No sir

The Idol - Well, it seems like you're trying to push my buttons?

Josh Elliot - No sir

The Idol - Get the hell off this set. (rises from his chair and stands in front of the camera). I want America to hear what the hell I have to say and I want Phantom to hear cuz I know he's watching.

Idol stares directly into the camera, not saying anything for a few seconds.

The Idol - Phantom, I don't really know who in the hell you are. You're just another jobber to me. And you probably don't know who I am. Well, let me introduce myself. I'm The Idol Max Prophet. I'm the DNA of professional wrestling. I'm what this sport was built on. I'm what made Matt Mischoff millions and millions of dollars in his other promotions. I'm the guy who re-invented this sport. You? I haven't seen you do a damn thing. Nothing. Zero. I don't even know how you can call yourself a champion. You see me? I was born a damn champion. Babyface, heel...this crap doesn't matter to The Idol. I transcend names and definitions. I have fans here, in Germany, in France, and at the North Pole. They sit around in igloos and watch me on TV. They pray to God that they can get reception so they can watch HELL FREEZE OVER as I whip your ass from corner to corner, inside the ring, put your ass in the fire, burn you, hurt you. They'll cheer me. Because I put on the best damn matches ever. And Phantom, don't think I won't do what it takes to win. I'll do anything. I'll walk over broken glass, I'll use brass knuckles, and come Sunday, I'll walk through the fire of the gates of hell to prove once and for all that I RULE THE DAMN WORLD as I've always said.

But catch phrases are garbage unless you can back it up. And if your buddy Dale the writer wants to stick his nose in Idol business, if Predator, that little crying ass (BEEP) wants to get involved in my business...Mike C, Mahoney, Cloe, I just don't (BEEP) care. Because the future has been written. And the future is The Idol. USPW is gonna be ruled by the power of The Idol. You are a damn schizophrenic. You hear voices in your head. Now, how in the world you got sanctioned to wrestle is beyond me. Cloe doesn't want to recognize my belt, but she's gonna allow your psycho ass in the ring? What kind of sense does that make? You see, USPW isn't logical. But The Idol is like a mathematician. And an explorer. Like Magellan. I've been all around the world. And I've seen guys like you. Come Sunday, I'm gonna hurt you. And if Mike Tyson wants to get his ass involved I'm gonna hurt him too. Because

Screen goes black as Good Morning America stops live feed and goes to commercial.

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We see The Idol jogging with Mr. T

Mr. T - I pity that fool come Sunday.

The Idol - I rule USPW. All the talk is done. At Hell Frozen Over, I'm gonna prove it. And after I take out Phantom, we're gonna take out that punk motherfucker Mike Tyson. And any of those clowns in the locker room.

Mr. T - Gonna be the greatest match ever

The Idol - One taste of that fire and Phantom will be begging for Jack Sparrow to come and save him.

Mr. T - Let's get more involved in the Save The Children campaign. I don't like what he's doin with that Captain Jack Sparrow. That's sad that he punked that boy out. Turned him out like it's prison.

The Idol - And this Sunday, Phantom's gonna get turned out.

The Idol and Mr. T jog off into the distance as the screen fades.