" The Rock slowly walks out into the middle of the streets and takes a look around slowly removing his sunglasses to clearly see the passers by and begins to speak"

You see The Rock knows about this thing of ours, The Rock realizes that a lot of ass kissing goes on around here, I've come here today to set the record straight! Iam the most electricfying mobster these streets have ever seen! I'm here to show the world that TheRock is a class act! I'm not in need of a crew because The Rock doesn't do crews, The Rock wants a family! The Rock wants a place to grow and be appreciated for the Greatness he examples! The Rock doesn't give a crap about people's past! The Rock only sees the future! If you need a member like this this here I am. Give The Rock a phone call..

"The Brama Bull stops speaking and shows a slight grin and says,

FINALLY..The Rock has returned to the Mafia!

Is the WWE trying to take over the mafia world too!!

It had been quite a while now since Jesus-Skeletor had become part of this world. He thought he had grown quite accustomed to it. But now there was this guy named DwayneJohnson claiming to be "THE ROCK". He had heard of these men before. Rock men. He had his fair share of encounters with them.

"So you are this....Rock I have heard about. Well, I have encountered your kind before Stone man. I am the Lord of Snake Mountain. THE ULTIMATE POWER IN ETERNIA! And you SHALL NOT side with He-man again! I have my staff and my magic, and I still have my power!

" Rock starts pacing back and fourth while Jesus-Skeletor speaks."

You've herd of my kind before!? Well hell thats an act of God by itself, it's amazing you can do anything with your pale no skin having pasty ass!

the Lord of Snake Mountain? Look, The Rock isn't a preacher boy, I'm the wrong one to come out to. If you like to rule Trouser Snake Mountain that's your business; side with he-man?? Wait just a second..The Rock was just trying to give She-Ra the crown if you know what I'm saying.

"The Rock adjusts his belt buckle"

Now your going to stand here and threaten the people's champ? Let me tell you something you wasted pile of human rubbish!

If you speak to The People's Champ again your going to need your magic and your power to pull your staff out of your 3rd point of entry because the Rock is going to shove it right up your no skin having ass! 

The people know who their champion is, and I'll never be replaced by some Trouser Snake Loving bag of bones.

It had been a slow night, seemed every Vamp, Demon and otherworldly creep had heard the legendary Slayer of Sunnydale had made her way to Detroit following said towns destruction when she permanently closed the Hellmouth under it. There weren't even as many Graveyards in Detroit to keep a girl busy. She spun the Stake in her hand like a wild west gun slinger and slipped it into her jacket pocket, the same jacket Angel had given her so many years ago. She was about to head home, when something caught her eye. Some one who thought he was the Rock, the People's champion and the most Electrifying man in all Mafialand... frankly Buffy knew of only one man like that, the Legendary Rockfather himself, Chris Vaughn. This Guy was closer to being the Crock or the Peehole champion. Still, it was the streets, and even if the forces of darkness still walked them, all sorts of strange people certainly did.

Spike had once said to her, that opinions were like assholes and everyone was entitled to theirs... or was no one wanted to hear yours? Well it was something like that, it wasn't that important anyway. What was important was that her stomach was growling and she was starving, and if she was any judge of character Willow would be starting to cook funny shape pancakes. Dawn would be finished work as well... that girl had gone down hill so much since leaving Sunnydale. Mystical Key, sister to the slayer, and now street walking drug addict. She'd meant to ask Will if she had a spell to fix her, but frankly she couldn't be bothered. The old Dawn had been an insufferable, whinny little skank, even more so if you went back and watched the series with fresh eyes, and having her off her face most of the time made her so much less hassle to deal with. Besides, Glorificus was dead, and the First evil had been defeated, the world no longer needed a mystical key.

Things were definitely starting to look up, maybe today she'd find a new boyfriend to fuck her bowlegged, like Spike had used to do, right before he'd sacrificed himself for the powers that be.