[Nic Totopoulous is seen backstage.  It's just your regular old backstage area.  He is wearing his UWA Television Championship title belt around his waist.  He is also dressed in his regular ring attire.  He seems very pleased with himself after what he did to Jason Jet last Thursday on Rampage.  He looks straight into the camera.  He begins to speak his mind on a number of different topics.]
 

 

Well, last Thursday on Rampage I did it.  Like I said before, I was not as angry as usual.  I was a little happier than before.  Can you guess why?  That's right, I was going to do whatever I could to get hold of my UWA Television Championship belt.  Well guess what, I did as you can see.  It is right where it belongs, around my waist.  I am the greatest wrestler on TV, and this belt proves it.  As I told Jason Jet before, I'm not going to let go of this belt until it stops holding my pants up.  Well, as you can see it's around my waist, and my pants are still up.  Jason Jet, you told me that I should learn to care.  Well I think I did.  I think I did learn to care.  I learned to care about me, so I had to do something for myself.  I had to get mt belt back.  This proves my love for myself.  I also showed that I care for my belt.  I needed to save it from your grimy little hands.  I needed to take it back from you, and put it back where it belongs, around my waist.  Boy does it feel good there.  And boy oh boy did it feel good the way I took that belt back from you.  It felt good hitting you with that car.  It felt good seeing your limp body fall to the floor.  And it was good to see that somehow I didn't smash my belt while I smashed you.  Ah yes, the smack of flesh onto concrete.  A good sound, a very good one.  But I guess I didn't do the job I had planned on doing.  I hear that you are able to wrestle still, that you are booked in a match this Thursday on Rampage.  Well that's great to hear.  I didn't want to injure you with the car, I want to injure you with my fists.  I want to hear the sound of my fist on your face, and your body hitting the canvas when I deliver the vertibreaker.  The I want to hear the sound of the referee's hand hitting the mat, three times as you stare into the lights on the ceiling, and you realise that you have met your match.  You have met that man that is going to keep you down for the rest of your career.  I know that's why you picked me.  It's because you are afraid of me, and of what I can do to your career.  You are afraid that I have the power to hold you down, and never let you rise up and become the best.  Well, I do have the power.  At some point in time, when I am the UWA World Heavyweight Champion, and you have worked your way almost to the top, and then you will have to beat me.  Well, you won't be able to, and you will slide back down to the bottom, just like everyone else who will come into contact with Nic Totopoulous.  You will all suffer the same fate.  You will all suffer humiliation when I, without breaking a sweat, defeat you with the greatest of ease.  Jason Jet, you want to talk about caring, if we ever meet in the ring, I'll show you caring, caring for me, and for my UWA Television Championship belt.

[Nic Totopoulous takes off his title belt, and places it over his right shoulder.  He proceeds with his little rant.]

As for a little man by the name of Seth Wall.  Yes, your victory was tainted.  You want a rematch for my title?  Just name the time and the palce and I'll be there.  I'll be there ready and willing to kick your ass all over the arena just like I did last time.  You want to say that you had me where you wanted me?  Fine, live that illusion, the fact was that I was aware enough of my surroundings to go out of the ring, grab the ring bell, and nail you in the head with it.  I knew exactly what I was doing.  I needed to save my energy, my strength, and I couldn't risk an injury.  If I was going to get my belt back from Jason Jet, that is what I had to do, I had no choice in the matter.  Once I dispose of Jet once and for all, you can bring your stupid little ass down to the ring, I will follow.  Bring a referee, and we'll do it.  We'll have a match for my TV title belt.  Until then, just mind your own business. I'm a little busy right now, and I don't need to worry about insignificant people like you on my case.  I need to keep my head clear, so I can beat Jason Jet, and so that I can wrestle the match of my life this Thursday.  So Seth Wall, after I beat Jet, come on down, and you can be the next contestant on the Super Fun Happy Hour, where Nic Totopoulous always kicks someone's ass.
 

 

This Thursday on Rampage, I have the biggest match of my career.  I go one on one with the so-called best in the business.  I go one on one with the one and only X-Kalibur, the UWA World Heavyweight Champion.  He is the man that everyone is after.  He is the man that everyone wants to meet in the ring.  He is the man that everone wants to beat.  That's the way it should be though.  Last week when I went up against X-Kal and Kevin Cosmos alongside Viper J, it was the single most difficult match of my life.  Never had I competed with anyone as good as Kevin Cosmos or X-Kal.  But now I know, now I know what it takes to compete with the best in the business.  Now I know what I have to do to win.  I know that I can win.  I know that I am better then X-Kal.  I know that I am strong enough, fast enough, and smart enough to beat X-Kal.  Now don't get me wrong, X-Kal is a most deserving champion, I wasn't around.  If the UWA had not noticed me a few months ago, and had not seen the skill that I posess, and had not made the right choice and signed me, then X-Kal would be the man to beat.  He would be the best wrestler in the company.  But guess what, he's not.  Not while I'm here anyway.  I am the best in the company, and I am the best in the business.  I might seem a little cocky, I might seem to have a big ego, but guess who can back up that ego, guess who can back up every single word of trash talk he spews out, me, Nic Totopoulous.  I can back up my big mouth, and I can do it in a big way.  X-Kalibur, I want you to forget about problems you have with other wrestlers.  I want you to forget about P.U.N.K.S., Michael Edwards, Wall2k, Shadow, and anyone else that wants your title.  I want you to concentrate on one man, and one man only.  That man being me, Nic Totopoulous.  I want the best fight of my life this Thursday.  I want you concentrating on me, and only me.  I want the best X-Kal can give.  I might be a rookie still, but I am one hell of a rookie.  I am a rookie that you should fear.  I am going to be the next wrestler to give you a serious run for your title, I am going to be the next person to defeat you.  This will all start on Thursday.

This is the biggest match of my life.  I will put Jason Jet out of my mind.  I have tunnel vision, and that vision includes the following, defeating X-Kal.  That's it.  That's my total focus.  Just be lucky that this match is not for your title X-Kal, just be happy about that.  I am the Tickin' Time Bomb of Destruction.  I am ready to explode at any time.  That time will be on Thursday.  X-Kalibur, I'll see your ass, in the ring.

[Nic Totopoulous smiles into the camera.  He walks away off the screen.  The screen fades to black.]