If I were a wrestler, I'd be The Masked Mauler.
My gimmick would be that I'd literally just be a grizzly bear that someone put a mask and a singlet on, and there'd be this whole Chicken Boo thing going on where no one would seem to realize that I was a bear except for one guy who everyone would ignore.
The big climax of my story arc would be when I lost a fight and got unmasked, and everyone is shocked to discover that I was a grizzly bear the entire time, and there would be this big dramatic call to get me kicked out of the league, but then my manager would pull an Air Bud and argue that there's no rules AGAINST entering a grizzly bear as a wrestler.
Of course, that'd mark the start of my face-heel turn, re-entering the ring as a disgraced cheater.
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