:: NWA/SMW is at a show in San Diego, California one night before it hits San Francisco and the weekly show-stopper "Aggression" hits the airwaves. The camera shows a sign in an urban area that reads "San Diego State University" and the pleasant surroundings breed birds chirping in the background. It is a very pleasant Spring day and the footage now leads into a classroom :: [Ian] Damn, that econ test was a bummer, eh? [Apocalypse] Yeah tell me about it, stupid econ. :: The cameraman goes up to Ian Kaufman and tells him he is on live T.V. coast-to-coast on NWA/SMW programming. Ian looks stunned but begins to gather himself :: [Ian] Welcome, NWA/SMW fans! For most of you who have known me from around wrestling federations across the country, I am the great one, Ian Kaufman and I stand before you now. You see I figured that the one boost to get my career jump-started back again was to join a fed as efficient as NWA/SMW and that is just what I have done. [Ian] For those of you who question my talents, let me shrug you off like a draft in a slight breeze. I am one of the greatest roleplayers in the history of this business, I have won more precious awards and title belts than most all of you could even dream of. I've been around, and I know how to make a name for myself. Now there are people I'm familiar with around here, like Mil...who has known me for years on end. But then again there are people who don't, and for those of you let me tell you that I am the One, The Great, The Unstoppable...Ian Kaufman. I run with Apocalypse, and together, as "Dead or Alive" we will roam undefiably through the federation. Wanna' stop us? Be our guest, we are inpenetrable, my friends. We are the guiding force that leads NWA/SMW strongly in the 2003, baby. Now just because we are students here at San Diego State University, don't think we don't have the time to whoop ass each and every week, because we are full aware that we are ten times smarter than most of you jobbers out there. We are too smart, we are too strong, we are too damn good baby! :: The cameraman now points to Apocalypse :: [Apocalypse] Hey yo...so I see we are the "newest" members of NWA/SMW....a-huh, yeah. Right now...no one understands us. We are outsiders, Ian and I are a force much greater than anything you fools can comprehend. If you're looking for a fight, you got it. We are here to dominate, to take all the titles you hold so close and to snatch them away, like candy from a baby. We are here, and here to stay, and you will all know our names soon enough. Now what we want is a big match on the next "Aggression" I want to manage my protege, Ian, to greatness and it all starts NOW! Ian's road to the top of the corporate ladder begins...and it very well begins as of this message. :: Ian flexes muscle :: [Apocalypse] Do you see that? Wow...do you see that? That's the result of going to Gilly's Gym for the past 15 years. A body-builder extraordinare at age 20-freakin 5! He's got the body, he's got the looks, he's got the smarts, he's the total package for the NWA/SMW! I'm surprised he doesn't have stables just DROOLING for him already. Ian was an All-American Outside Linebacker in High School and was persued by such colleges as Oregon, Florida, and Cal. Instead he took his attributes to the squared circle where he has amassed a huge fan base and lots of fame. Beware, because Ian is on the loose, and when he's on the loose...there's no telling if you will end up Dead or Alive! :: Ian smacks Apocalypse on the arm :: [Ian] Ya we gotta go to class manG, we've got Bio-Chem next. FIN