Marcus nods...

Mark- I agree!  Just take a look at you!

Marcus starts walking around Bubba.  He's got him on the ropes, now...

Mark- You're huge!  You're at least twice the size of any sumo wrestler, and the whole wrestling entertainment world saw a slice of your potential when you ripped that droid in two with your bare hands.

Bubba smirks and nods at his own awesomeness...

Mark- We're two different kinds of people, me and you, Bubba.  We're two different kinds of powerful.  You could probably chuck me from one end of W2K's parking lot to the other.  I?  On the other hand?  I make my power through alternative ways.
What I'm saying to you, Bubba...  is if we combined our two powers, and you let me...

Marcus looks for the right words...

Mark- Share... some of my power with you...  The legend that is Sumomo Bubba will grow beyond the confines of sumo wrestling.  You will become a universal megastar!  Join my lead, and nobody will think dare even think about challenging your undisputable power.

Bubba thinks about it.  There were a lot of big words in there, but he got the jist of it...

SB- I join you?

Marcus hesitates.  This wasn't going to be a partnership, he had to make that clear...

Mark- I will... show you the way.  You do what I suggest, and you'll recieve all that I've promised.

Bubba thinks about it, then grunts and nods...

SB- DEAL!

Marcus sighs and smiles.  Not only did he just save his skin, he just got himself one big-assed puppet!..

Mark- First thing's first...  Let's get you cleaned up.

Marcus turns around and looks at the shower he just came out of.  He scratches his neck as the scene fades out...

The scene opens up to the Marcus of Johnson, outside.  All viewers can really see is Mojo Jojo and the sky, as well as some random unclear activity in the background...

Mark- Well I'm ready.  Xabe's ready.  Seifman's ready.  Shifty-Eyes is ready.  Let's go crown the Marcus of Johnson the High Risk champion!

Marcus poses...

Mark- What's that?  You doubt me?  You think I'm just showing off my ego and have nothing to back it up with?

Marcus shakes his head...

Mark- I don't make statements I don't believe to be realistic... unless of course I'm being sarcastic or just plain lying.........
Okay, I usually don't make statements I don't believe to be realistic.  The stage is set for the Marcus of Johnson to SHINE, baby!  Everyone is roleplaying and doing their part...
Seifer's playing Seifer.  That means he sees gold, he can't help but jump for it.  He doesn't really care if he gets it or not, he just can't help himself.  Whenever he sees something as shiny as a title his body takes over and his mind goes on a overseas sabbatical.  The rest of the world goes "Oh no!  Here comes the Seifmadness!"  Then he poses a couple of times, then starts complaining when somebody tries to damage his perfectly fake and manually structured face.  Thank you for coming, please try again.
Shify is playing the fonky loner freak who just wants to be apart of the "in" crew.  Here, Xabe and Marcus are having all the fun, playing their little games, and Shifty feels a little left out!  So, to make good with the cool kids, he starts playing his own version of their game.  In typical Shifty style, it's looks like all is going to go just swell, then everything that can go wrong, does.  The dude has like a voodoo curse on him, or something.  It'll be a while until I can look cookies quite the same way...
AAAand Xabe's playing Mr. Die-Try for the evening.  He made the mistake of trying to beat Marcus at his own game, and as you can see, he just said "f*ck it" and gave up.
This leaves us with the star in the production.  The spotlight is all over Marcus Johnson.  This match has become my game.  People are now playing by the rules I set up.  The Marcus of Johnson isn't playing along with anybody else.  They're playing along with him.

There's a loud splash noise the background and Marcus whips around to look.  Sumomo Bubba just dove into a rediculously nice and surprisingly clear pool.  There's apparently no chlorine in this sucker, for whatever reason.  The pool is now overflowing, with Bubba's massive weight in it, but Bubba's having a heck of a time floating around so it's all good.  Marcus walks off the screen for a bit, then comes back with a wheelbarrow full of personal hygiene products.  He sets the wheel barrow down near where Sumomo Bubba was floating...

Mark- Alright, biggy, let's get to work.
SB- This is your pool and house?

Marcus hesitates for a second and looks around to see if anybody was around...

Mark- Basically.  It's Seifer's, but we're like best buddies and he lets me use his stuff whenever I want to, so...  That and he's always wanted to use his crystal clear pool as a bath...

Marcus shrugs and takes out a bottle of shampoo.  He walks over to Bubba, who can stand in a particularly deep part of the pool.  He opens the bottle and starts to pour some out, but thinks twice about it.  He takes off the cap and dumps the whole bottle on Bubba's head...

Mark- I'm not touching you, so here's what you do...

And the scene fades...