The arena darkens.
A buzzing sound is heard that increases in its pitch and then silences completely.
The titantron hums silently until a distorted, unrecognizable voice is heard.
"My god. That's Razor Xtreme?"
A second distorted, unrecognizable voice follows up with "Yes. All he does is babble. Typical arrogant bullshit, nothing new. Nothing every single wrestling promotion hasn't seen or heard before."
Voice 1: "Blah, blah, blah. 'I'm the best in the world!' Blah, blah, blah. 'I swear I'm straight!'."
Voice 2: "What?"
Voice 1: "What."
Voice 2: "What happened to the encrypted code shit?"
Voice 1: "That's so 2009."
Voice 2: "We uh... we have two other promos later. Are we going to play some fucking solitaire?"
Voice 1: "Yes."
The pitch noise from before.
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