[Be Quick of Be Dead by Iron Maiden hits the speakers. A pyrotechnics display like no other goes off in front of the entrance. The sold out TNT Wrestling audience jumps to their feet and begin to boo. This man is hated by all. Nic Totopoulous comes out from behind the curtain, and stops at the top of the ramp staring out at the crowd. He then procedes to make his way down the ramp toward the ring. He climbs through the ropes and into the ring. He takes the microphone away from the ring announcer, and begins to address the crowd.]
Ha! Ha! Ha! This is the way it should be. Nic Totopoulous as the TNT United States Champion. Ahhhhh! I love it. Look at this title, it's so beautiful. No one can take it away from me. But, I do have a problem though. You see this title, it's just not enough. I need more. More like the TNT Wrestling Eurasian Championship. Aussie, you did screw me over. I was ready for Stonehart not you. I want my rematch. I want it soon. You have been putting me off. I think that you're afraid, and realize that your win was a fluke. Let's not forget, I did beat you the first time. I beat you for this title I wear around my waist. So, what do you say? Are you gonna accept my challenge? I know you've been trash talking me behind my back in the locker room. Where did I hear this from? I've got my sources. I say, two Sunday's from now on Mayhem. Does that sound good? Well, does it? I need an answer. Aussie Wonder, your days as TNT Wrestling Eurasian Champion are numbered. Prepare to be beaten, again!
Now, on to this week. Wait! Wait just a minute! I have something to get to first. Kevinski Radinski, I usually make fun of names, but why waste my breath with yours. Last week on Sunday Night Mayhem, yes, I did screw you over. Why might you ask? Well, my reasons are simple. I hate you. Yes, that is correct, I hate you, with a passion. Ever since I heard your stupid name, and say you wrestle, man, you rub me the wrong way. Then, to top it all off, you think that you can beat me for the U.S. Title. What are you thinking? Are you stupid? God damn it, then you probably say things behind my back like, "That Totopoulous, he's no good", and, "Nic Totopoulous, who does this guy think he is? I can take him out no problem!" Well I don't think so! You can't beat me. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. Man, those things you said, I can't believe it. This boggles my mind. Kevinski, you have some nerve saying that I suck. God, I'm glad I screwed you over man.
[Nic Totopoulous seems to have convinced himself somehow that Kevinski said those things about him.]
Now, on to this Sunday at Mayhem. I am in a tag team match against Kevinski the bastard, and Ravage. My tag partner is going to be Stinky Magee. Now Stinky, we have tagged up together before, and before you let me down. This time I hope it won't be the same. I hope that you will be the man you claim to be. I hope you will be the competitor that you claim to be. I don't want any of this wussy crap that you pulled last time. I want to see a better effort this time. None of this sucking a wrestling crap. Now, as for Kevinski and Ravage. You boys are in for a treat. I plan on showing you what real wrestling is all about. I plan on beating the living hell out of the both of you. I will teach you guys a lesson that you will never forget. I will win this match, even without the help of Stinky Magee if he wrestles like crap once again.
Ravage, Kevinski, be ready for the beating of a life time. I will beat you two pillar to post. You both will feel the pain and suffering that is endured by my every competitor. Ravage, Kevinski, I'll see you two, in the ring. And Stinky, you'd better come ready to wrestle, or you're ass is gonna get kicked! Stinky,...
[The fans begin to chant]
NIC THE DICK! NIC THE DICK! NIC THE DICK!
[Totopoulous puts his hands over his ears. He falls to the canvas. He rolls around for a moment, and then rolls out of the ring. He runs to the back with his hands over his ears, the crowd still chanting. Totopoulous makes his way backstage. The show continues.]
