The Titantron Starts out with a black screen. Gradually a fade in come to the screen showing the Masked Gecko sitting behind a huge oak bussiness desk on a lavish office.
MG: " Ahh, welcome to the office of the Gecko Management Company. In this office, I will create superstar after superstar for the XXEW"
The Gecko looks into the camera and points.
MG:" Do you fear for your job?"
MG:" Do you have a slight langauge barrier?"
MG:" Can you hold up your end of an interveiw?"
MG:" Can you come up with the right things to say at the right times to adress your opponent in the ring?"
MG:" If you answewred yes to any of the questions, maybe , just maybe you need someone to represent you."
MG:" Maybe , just maybe that some one is me, The Masked Gecko. Superstar Extrodinarie!"
The Masked Gecko stands up from his chair and walks around to the fronnt of the desk.
MG:" Just come on in to my office right here, sit down .and explain what you have going on ."
MG:" I could walk to the ring with you, I could conduct and or interveiw for you."
MG:" Or I cold be there talking for you for your next promo shoot for your upcoming match.
MG:" All for the low low price of foot massages and chocolate covered grasshoppers."
MG:" Terms and conditions are variable..."
The Gecko winks.
MG:" So stop by my office today you soon to be unemployed wrestlers of the XXWE."
MG:" Maybe this is the day , we can save your job."
MG:" Remember,"
The Masked Gecko thumps his chest with both fists once.
MG:" Come Gex Some!"
The Titantron fades to black.
