Do you know how many people there are in the world today? Have you ever wondered it? You can ask this question to everyone you know, but not many of them will know the answer. You can be told now; there are so many people that the number has probably never even crossed your mind. But how many of those people have their name in lights? Their name known by so many others. Sure, there are millions of people in �high places.� But how many of those people are known nationwide? How many of those people have names that people can �Ahh, I know him� to? How many people, out of all those in the world, are champions? The scene opens up in the center of a bustling city. The camera view is that of a bird�s eye view, showing the illuminating lights of cars and buildings and street lamps below. The streets are packed with busy people living out their pointless lives. The lives of average men and women� Not the lives of champions. The camera view now zooms up close on a tall building, towering above the people and cars below. It is not the biggest building in the city, but it is considerably high. The effects of a man�s fall from it could be crippling. Now the camera focuses vigilantly on the rooftop of this tall building. It seems almost empty, a gentle breeze sweeping over it. But seated on the building, on a small, wooden stool is a figure dressed in tartan-patterned long-shorts, and a black T-shirt will a red-eyed, long toothed, tall eared, crazed looking rabbit emblazoned on the front. This peculiar figure has medium-length, blonde hair flowing freely, and dark stained glasses hiding his eyes. The character is recognizable as The Jackrabbit of the TAW. Over Jackrabbit�s shoulder is a colorful title belt. There is little gold on the belt, but it is adorned in reds and whites, with a long, black leather strap, which is lying limply over his shoulder. The belt is the newly crafted TAW Canadian Title, won by The Jackrabbit the Sunday before at Sacrifice. As the camera moves in on Jackrabbit�s face, he begins to speak into the camera, with a large grin on his face: �Champions. Champions. Champions. What effect does that word have on you? Of course, it makes you think of someone that is a certified epitome of greatness. Someone who has proven them self to be better than the rest in what they do. Someone who holds something that so many others long for. Desire. The Jackrabbit is one of these people. These epitomes of greatness. Better than the rest. That�s me! I am The Jackrabbit, and I am the man who proved himself to the watching world at Sunday Sacrifice. I defeated Draco for a simple 1� 2� 3, a clean win. Draco cannot talk of tainted wins now though can he? The Jackrabbit plain out proved how much better than Draco I truly am, and now I hold the current most important title in the TAW. Of course, no doubt when more title are put onto the market, I will have them over my shoulder, around my waist and up my sleeves too!� The Jackrabbit begins to laugh hysterically. When he contains himself, he continues, in not quite a calm manner. �Yeah� well� as I was saying. Mr. XWA former World Champion got a taster of The Jackrabbit at Sacrifice. He was the true Sacrifice in my TAW debut, and my first of many title wins. Right now I am settled with the Canadian Championship, but the moment Draco tries to get bigger he will feel the effect I call the �Mack-truck-meets-a-brick-wall� effect.� Another wave of laughter takes over Jackrabbit for a few moments. He continues after a brief pause. �Draco just better learn not to try to run The Jackrabbit�s Domain, commonly known as the Total Anarchy Wrestling. Because as many will soon find out, as Draco did last Sunday, I am running this place. Sure, Prez Maxo is signing all the papers and paying all the bills, but The Jackrabbit is taking a rise out of this place. But I�ve said enough about that sorry excuse for a Standing Joke. Last Sunday I proved to all the non-believers, and there ain�t too many of them, that I have what it takes to be main event. I won the Total Anarchy Wrestling Canadian Championship in a Hardcore Rules match against Draco. Do I like the continent of Canada? No. I�ve never even been to Canada! [hysterical laughter from Jackrabbit] �The name of the title and what it represents means nothing to me. The fact that the title shows me and the world that I am the best in the TAW is what makes the title what it is to me. The fact that The Jackrabbit is forever on the record books as the first-ever TAW Canadian Champion. That will go down in history, and the Canadian title is only the beginning. Ready or not, here I come, The Jackrabbit is on the loose and you�re damn right if you think I am going to take everything in my path, and take out anyone in my path. Path, what path? The path that leads from here to the top of the Total Anarchy Wrestling. Draco was just a pawn in my sweep across the board, and now I�m going for bigger pieces.� The Jackrabbit bursts into another outburst of hysterical laughter. Then suddenly it stops, and he stares point blank into the camera. �Starting with Dusty Diamond! Yeah that�s right, I took a peek at the Sacrifice card. And what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a steel cage match with �The Real F�n Deal� Dusty Diamond. �Real F�n Deal?� How many times have I heard that one before? Hey, didn�t Barbed Wire say summat like that? And like, what�s an F�n Deal? The only deal this speechless, unmoving Dusty guy is gonna get is a dealing of The Last Laugh, courtesy of the one and only Canadian Champion, The Jackrabbit. I mean, what type of name is �Dusty Diamond?� Doesn�t that guy realize he sounds like a fairy? I mean, he needs a more sensible name like Rusty Redcar. Or The Jackrabbit.� [hysterical laughter from The Jackrabbit] �Mr. Deal-Dusty-Diamond, can I call you 3D for short? It�s like I told Draco last week. To be the man, you gotta beat The Jackrabbit. Only, you�ve gotta do it in a steel cage match! 3D, have you ever seen a cornered jackrabbit? They are faster than a jaguar, braver than a lion, and more vicious than a great white shark, starved for a month solid. When you put The Jackrabbit into a steel cage, you get similar effects. I will be faster and wiser than you can imagine. I will fear nothing, not even pain itself. And I will tear the living hell out of you, and leave you as the scraps that are the remnants of yet another Jackrabbit victory, another mark on my unbeaten record! 3D, just do me one favor. Make this interesting by showing your face to me. Let me see the pretty face that I will disembody at Sacrifice. Show me just what I have to look forward to. I�m just sorry for your sake that this match isn�t even worth my Canadian title. You will be dominated for absolutely no reason. It pities me, yet once again� The Jackrabbit will get The Last Laugh!� And with that, The Jackrabbit erupts into a fit of hysterical laughter, as the camera zooms back out, away from the tall building, leaving the unorthodox character to his own mirth.