[Nic Totopoulous is standing backstage in the promo area at a TNT Wrestling event.  He looks as if he is getting ready to cut a promo.  He is wearing his regular wrestling attire, and he has his blonde hair down.  He looks into the camera, and he begins.]

Guess how many days are left?  Three days.  Three days until Sunday Mayhem when I go one, on one, on one, on one against four of the best wrestlers in the world today.  There are only three days left until one of these four men will move on into the final, and compete against the winner of the other semi final for the TNT Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship.  This is the only championship I ever wanted that has been kept away from me.  This is the only one that I have ever wanted and never got the chance to have.  This is the title that I want more than anything.  This is the title that I was never given the chance at.  Then when I did have the chance, it was taken away from me.  I was robbed of my chance to have this title.  I was robbed of my chance to proclaim myself the best wrestler in the world.  I was robbed of my chance to be the TNT Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion.  But this will not happen again.  I will not let anyone take this away from me.  I will not let anyone rob me of what is rightfully mine.  I am the best wrestler in TNT Wrestling.  I am the best wrestler in the world, and I'm going to prove it!

But let me take a step back here for a moment.  I think I'm starting to lose my composure here.  Let me take a deep breath.

[Totopoulous takes a deep breath in, then exhales slowly.]

Alright, I'm ready to really begin.  Let's see here.  Aha, yes.  Nightmare.  I know what you are all about.  I wrestled you to a draw last week on Mayhem.  You surprised me.  I thought you'd be a lot worse.  But then again, I am still better than you.  I don't know if you remember how the match ended.  Well let me remind you.  I hopped up to the top rope, then flipped over and hit the Diamond Dust.  You were lying unconcious on the mat.  The referee was counting the one, two, lights go out.  With you unconcious, and me covering you, I would have gotten the three count.  I would have beaten you Nightmare.  I would have beaten the man that claimed to have lived on the streets, had such a hard life, and was gonna kick my ass.  The only way he would have beaten me is if he had a knife.  That's the way it would have worked on the streets.  One on one in wrestling match, the better wrestler was going to win, and that would have been me.

But it wasn't, which brings me to my next opponent, The Prankster.  This man was screwed by his agent.  Ha ha!  What a sucker!  His agent was taking his money, and not even trying to get him into movies.  I can't believe it!  But...  Oh well.  That's his problem.  But I am glad that he gave up his acting career.  I am glad that he decided to stay in TNT Wrestling.  This man claims to be one of the best in the business.  For some reason though...  I don't think so.  I don't think he is better than yours truly.  In fact I know that he is not better that yours truly.  He is good, I'll give him that, but not better than me.  And The Prankster, don't think I forgot about what you did last week.  I wanted to make a triumphant return to TNT Wrestling.  I wanted to come back with a huge victory over a man who was talking a lot of trash about me.  But no.  You had to make an appearance.  You had to stick your nose where it didn't belong.  That pisses me off.  That makes me wanna hurt someone.  That makes me want to hurt you The Prankster.  I think I might too.  I think I might have to hurt you The Prankster.  I am making a personal guarantee to hurt you in this match.  I thought it would be something to give you that you could look forward to.  Because you won't win.  You plain and simply just won't.

Finally, a man that lies through his teeth.  Either that or he has no perception of time.  Or he is simply an idiot, and I would never put that past him.  Brian Kraemer.  What a mouth on this guy.  That TNT Wrestling "Franchise".  Please.  Just because you've been around for a long time does not make you the "Franchise"  Kraemer.  Now I am the Franchise?  No.  You have been around longer than I have.  You have never won the World title.  What does that say about you?  I think it says that you're no good.  You were all washed up before your career even began.  You stink like my ass Kraemer.  Your best days have past, and mine are just beginning.  Or did you even have best days?

Kraemer, you said you'd teach me what happens when I mess with you.  Well, quite frankly I can't wait.  You can teach me, then I'll get up and get the one, two, three pin on you.  How does that sound?  Sound good?  Not for you it doesn't, but that's the way it's gonna go down.  As for me pissing you off for three years, I haven't been wrestling that long, so get your facts straight.  And as for not liking me, why?  What did I ever do to you?  You were always so nice to me before.  What happened?  Oh well, I don't really care.

Kraemer, you had better be ready.  And the rest of you too, be ready, and I'll see you...

[Just then two Japanese guys come into the screen each holding belts interrupting Totopoulous' catch phrase.]
 

 

What the heck are you guys doing here?

Japanese guy #1 - <insert japanese talk>

Hey alright.  These two guys are good friends of mine.  They want to be in TNT Wrestling so bad, that they decided to come in one of my promos.  Alright guys, tell the world what you guys plan to do here if you get in.

Japanese guy #2 - <insert japanese talk, for a maybe thrity seconds to a minute.>

<insert japanese talk, for about the same length as the other one.>

Ya, that's great guys.  Too bad you can't speak english.  And those belts are from Japan.  They don't mean anything here.  I'm sorry, but I don't think you'll make it.  But you know what?  How about I take you out for a few beers?  Sound good?  Alright let's go.

[Nic Totopoulous and the two Japanese guys turn and walk out off the camera.  They all yammer away in a mix of English and Japanese.  The scene fades to black.]