Maniac
The scene opens outside the arena for Saturday Stranglehold, where standing outside wearing an 'Outlaw' tee shirt, and a pair of black Levi jeans, he turns to the camera and wastes no time in speaking in response to Maniac's promo.
Do you think this match means anything to me? No, it doesn't. It means fuck all Maniac, just like you mean fuck all to me. I have a better match awaiting for me in TnT, while in UwA, Drivlaine's still persuading me to stay. I'm only staying here for my opportunity to win the World championship. If I win, I'll stick around, but I have no loyalty for a company that continues to praise Rage and Boom for their disgraceful work, and has Maniac as it's U.S champion. If I lose, I'm out of UwA, it's quite simple.
So Mark being the guy that he is, puts me in the main fucking event! Now that's what I'm talking about! Too bad it's against a loser who cant even speak properly, it comes out in complete and utter bullshit. He reminds me of Rage, a guy who runs his mouth and yet cant back it up, and never will back it up. I'm a wannabe? What are you, a rookie?
'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills laughs as he takes off his pink sunglasses and continues to speak.
I've heard a lot about your pathetic image Maniac, your meant to be a legend to some people, but I dont think you are. No, I think your a fucking piece of shit who cant make a comeback properly. I've done much more in my Hollywood and Wrestling careers than you have ever done in your measly life, so dont come here and tell me that I'm a loser. PLEASE! Dont ever believe you are better than me, because you'll be devastated by the result. I'm the better man, and your the asshole trying to make a living.
While I continue to work in Hollywood, your trying to convince Drivlaine to give you a raise. There's some of your own trash thrown back at you. And how can you back up your point of trying to wrestle, eh? You cant, asshole. You beat a man who was at his worst, Maniac, I'll admit that. But I'm back at my game, and this time, I'll show you why you can keep your U.S championship, because I don't want it, and I dont need it. That belt, you can kiss goodnight and cherish, but you'll lose your pride tonight, because I'll make it upon myself to make you admit to yourself and admit to everyone else you dont mean a damn to anyone in the company.
Wait, and you just said this business isnt about talent? Say what? Damn, your just like Annihilation, X Kalibur, and most of the UwA roster. Guys who think that they can use their promo skills and everything else to get across, but that inside the ring, they cant wrestle a lick. Fuck you, I've worked hard to get to where I am, just to have some talentless moron get another win over me because he thinks that Psychology is important. This Sunday, I'm going to beat you within an inch of your sorry life, and throw you to Wall2k to finish off.
Mark Drivlaine pays me the highest contract in the UwA. I wont tell you the sum, because hearing that, you'll cry at how you cant even afford your own painkillers, and having to borrow it off guys in the street. But I'm sick of the UwA at the moment, and he knows it. Being screwed by Mikey Hell was one thing, but then Rage and his bitch Boom interfering was the last goddamn straw. He knows I'm on thin ice with the UwA, and therefore, destroying his favorite superstar will be something I'll like to do. Maniac, you think this match will be in your favor, but what you don't realize is, I'm going to beat you with talent, something you'll never be able to get over.
I've faced some of the best in the UwA, TnT, and overall the wrestling business. Your another man who's going to fall to The Hollywood Icon, the Wrestling Legend, 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills. Walking down that aisle and seeing your pathetic ass standing in that ring, it's a sight to be seen, as I end the remains of your career. You cant beat me down Maniac, but I can beat you down worse than you've ever taken a beating in your life. Take that however you like, but it's going to happen whether you like it or not.
'The Outlaw' then steps inside the arena, walking away from the camera, as the scene slowly fades to black.