The Ant never showed up! What, and I thought he wasn't scared!!!
[It is the night of Wednesday Warfare. The show has already started, but only dark matches are being shown. Most of the fans are out taking a piss in the bathroom or buying some snacks. However, that all changes when the lights go off. Blue lights bathe the enterance, and Falling Away From Me by KoRn begins to play over the PA system. The heavy metal part of the song hits and is followed by a loud BOOM! Smoke shoots across the enterance way as Alastor Stonewall stands there, lifting his hands up. He begins to walk to the ring.] [When he reaches the ring, climbs into the ring and grabs the microphone. He raises it to his lips as he begins to speak.] Stonewall: I'm out here for one reason and one reason only! Ant, you've hid from me all week. You've had your time to think it over, and I see that you made the same choice as Titan. Cower and hide in your house. You knew right from the start you wouldn't have a chance against me! [The crowd is booing Alastor Stonewall. They do not like his cocky attitude.] Stonewall: It's just too bad that these fans of yours are just like yourself Ant. Underpaid, uninspired, weak little pieces of crap that can't stand the pressure of going against their superiors! [Stonewall purposly stops talking. He was very aware that would anger the fans. Stonewall ducks quickly to avoid an incoming soda can.] Stonewall: (points to fan) Just work on your aim a little. It's not my fault that you never made the baseball team as a kid. Stonewall: Ant, I'm gonna give you a chance to end this right now. You can come out here, bend down at my knees, and beg that I don't humiliate you in the ring! Come on out! [The Ant's music hits. Stonewall waits for about a minute, as obviously no one comes out.] Stonewall: Well, I guess that is your answer. I should have expected this. You've been such a god damn wuss all week, hiding and apparently trying to get out of your contract just so you wouldn't have to face me. Stonewall: Show up if you dare, but I can guarantee you that if you do, I'm gonna make you feel extreme pain. It doesn't matter that its a hardcore match, because I won't need to use a weapon on you. That's just how limited you are! Stonewall: As for the Titan, he can go out and screw himself for all I care, because only God knows we're he's been for the past week! [Stonewall, visibly angry that his opponents have wussed out, stamps out of the ring to his dressing room to prepare. Whether or not it will be an actual contest is yet to be determined.] Out Of Character: Sorry it was kind of a weak roleplay, but Titan and The Ant haven't been roleplaying and doing their job, so I had no material to work off of. I can only write so much without them doing their job before it sounds like the generic "You suck and I will beat you" interview. Link: Alastor Stonewall's Dungeon
[It is the night of Wednesday Warfare. The show has already started, but only dark matches are being shown. Most of the fans are out taking a piss in the bathroom or buying some snacks. However, that all changes when the lights go off. Blue lights bathe the enterance, and Falling Away From Me by KoRn begins to play over the PA system. The heavy metal part of the song hits and is followed by a loud BOOM! Smoke shoots across the enterance way as Alastor Stonewall stands there, lifting his hands up. He begins to walk to the ring.]
[When he reaches the ring, climbs into the ring and grabs the microphone. He raises it to his lips as he begins to speak.]
Stonewall: I'm out here for one reason and one reason only! Ant, you've hid from me all week. You've had your time to think it over, and I see that you made the same choice as Titan. Cower and hide in your house. You knew right from the start you wouldn't have a chance against me!
[The crowd is booing Alastor Stonewall. They do not like his cocky attitude.]
Stonewall: It's just too bad that these fans of yours are just like yourself Ant. Underpaid, uninspired, weak little pieces of crap that can't stand the pressure of going against their superiors!
[Stonewall purposly stops talking. He was very aware that would anger the fans. Stonewall ducks quickly to avoid an incoming soda can.]
Stonewall: (points to fan) Just work on your aim a little. It's not my fault that you never made the baseball team as a kid.
Stonewall: Ant, I'm gonna give you a chance to end this right now. You can come out here, bend down at my knees, and beg that I don't humiliate you in the ring! Come on out!
[The Ant's music hits. Stonewall waits for about a minute, as obviously no one comes out.]
Stonewall: Well, I guess that is your answer. I should have expected this. You've been such a god damn wuss all week, hiding and apparently trying to get out of your contract just so you wouldn't have to face me.
Stonewall: Show up if you dare, but I can guarantee you that if you do, I'm gonna make you feel extreme pain. It doesn't matter that its a hardcore match, because I won't need to use a weapon on you. That's just how limited you are!
Stonewall: As for the Titan, he can go out and screw himself for all I care, because only God knows we're he's been for the past week!
[Stonewall, visibly angry that his opponents have wussed out, stamps out of the ring to his dressing room to prepare. Whether or not it will be an actual contest is yet to be determined.]
Link: Alastor Stonewall's Dungeon