Crippler, you should be gathering your belongings...
[It is a warm night outside. The camera is resting on Alastor Stonewall, who is in Jeans and a Black T-Shirt that says: Front Alastor Stonewall Back The world has been shaken up! Stonewall is leaning against a wall, looking at the camera. The camera looks up to reveal that the building is none other than the Empire State building in New York City.] Stonewall: First of all, I am announcing that I back to EWA, and that all the so called EWA "superstars", and I use that term lightly, should be thankful they got a break. I would have been delighted to mutilate one of their worthless hides at the PPV, but I had other business deals. They were in the very city I am standing in, New York. [Stonewall looks over at the people moving in and out of the busy building. He then turns back to the camera.] Stonewall: Well, since that is all over and done with, I contacted Da Prez and requested a match for Saturday. I got The Crippler, the overrated piece of trash that talks like some 8 year old with some mental problems. [Stonewall takes a ticket out of his pocket, and goes inside the building. He reaches the Visitor Elevator and waits in line. He continues to talk to the camera.] Stonewall: I heard what you said Crippler, and you just love to leave yourself open to insults, don't you? First off, the name is StoneWALL not StoneWELL! Get it right and show some respect, its not everyday somebody gets to face the best in the business! Second of all, I suggest you learn to breathe a little better because when you talk you make very long sentences that bore me to death like this very sentence for example. Get the point? I really can't take anyone seriously who talks like they are from Grade School. [Stonewall reaches the elevator, and the camera man and Stonewall pack in the elevator with 20 or so other people. All the people star at Alastor as they reach the 80th floor. They all hustle out and go to wait in line for the next elevator. Stonewall follows, gets in line again, and talks to the camera.] Stonewall: What's really great about this matchup is that I get to take the IC Championship off of you. You shouldn't be holding it at all, you should still be learning how to speak! [Stonewall breaks into a fit of laughter, and after 20 or so seconds he recovers and begins to talk again.] Stonewall: I'm sorry, but you just make me laugh so hard Crippler! Your a joke, a miniscule speck in the universe of wrestling! That belt around your waist is a complete fluke, and that is because I wasn't around! Well pal, I'm around now and I plan on taking that belt and holding onto it for quite a long time! [Stonewall boards the elevator and is wisked to the 86th floor. He exits the elevator, bypasses the gift shop and goes outside on the balcony. There is a steel fence around the balcony, so no one can fall off. Stonewall goes to the edge and looks off, and continues to talk.] Stonewall: From up here, the city looks so different, almost toy-like. Crippler, if you were walking on that very street over there, you'd look like nothing. Just another face in a million. Nothing special, nothing worth knowing about. Crippler, I am hoping I am opening your eyes a bit, because every word I am speaking is the truth. You claim to be the greatest technical wrestler in the world, but I really doubt it. I was trained by Stu Hart and the rest of the Hart family, both Bret and Owen (RIP). I have more technical knowledge in my hand than in your whole body. Just think about that for a second, just let it sink in... [Stonewall looks out over another side of the balcony.] Stonewall: So Crippler, count the days, try to prepare for your loss. It's a great practice, all my victims do it. Just give it a whirl, you'll be thankful after Saturday when I have the IC Belt surrounding my worthy waist! [Stonewall goes back inside the building and heads to the stairs. He looks down and sees the 86 floors.] Stonewall: Well, I have to go prepare for the match. Running down 86 floors of stairs should strengthen my endurance a little. Crippler, I look forward to our matchup, and remember... You will be the next to fall, to the might... of Alastor Stonewall! [Stonewall laughs as he runs down the stairs. The camera man decides it will just be easier to take the elevator back down...] [The Camera Fades To Black] Link: Alastor Stonewall's Dungeon
[It is a warm night outside. The camera is resting on Alastor Stonewall, who is in Jeans and a Black T-Shirt that says:
Stonewall is leaning against a wall, looking at the camera. The camera looks up to reveal that the building is none other than the Empire State building in New York City.]
Stonewall: First of all, I am announcing that I back to EWA, and that all the so called EWA "superstars", and I use that term lightly, should be thankful they got a break. I would have been delighted to mutilate one of their worthless hides at the PPV, but I had other business deals. They were in the very city I am standing in, New York.
[Stonewall looks over at the people moving in and out of the busy building. He then turns back to the camera.]
Stonewall: Well, since that is all over and done with, I contacted Da Prez and requested a match for Saturday. I got The Crippler, the overrated piece of trash that talks like some 8 year old with some mental problems.
[Stonewall takes a ticket out of his pocket, and goes inside the building. He reaches the Visitor Elevator and waits in line. He continues to talk to the camera.]
Stonewall: I heard what you said Crippler, and you just love to leave yourself open to insults, don't you? First off, the name is StoneWALL not StoneWELL! Get it right and show some respect, its not everyday somebody gets to face the best in the business! Second of all, I suggest you learn to breathe a little better because when you talk you make very long sentences that bore me to death like this very sentence for example. Get the point? I really can't take anyone seriously who talks like they are from Grade School.
[Stonewall reaches the elevator, and the camera man and Stonewall pack in the elevator with 20 or so other people. All the people star at Alastor as they reach the 80th floor. They all hustle out and go to wait in line for the next elevator. Stonewall follows, gets in line again, and talks to the camera.]
Stonewall: What's really great about this matchup is that I get to take the IC Championship off of you. You shouldn't be holding it at all, you should still be learning how to speak!
[Stonewall breaks into a fit of laughter, and after 20 or so seconds he recovers and begins to talk again.]
Stonewall: I'm sorry, but you just make me laugh so hard Crippler! Your a joke, a miniscule speck in the universe of wrestling! That belt around your waist is a complete fluke, and that is because I wasn't around! Well pal, I'm around now and I plan on taking that belt and holding onto it for quite a long time!
[Stonewall boards the elevator and is wisked to the 86th floor. He exits the elevator, bypasses the gift shop and goes outside on the balcony. There is a steel fence around the balcony, so no one can fall off. Stonewall goes to the edge and looks off, and continues to talk.]
Stonewall: From up here, the city looks so different, almost toy-like. Crippler, if you were walking on that very street over there, you'd look like nothing. Just another face in a million. Nothing special, nothing worth knowing about. Crippler, I am hoping I am opening your eyes a bit, because every word I am speaking is the truth. You claim to be the greatest technical wrestler in the world, but I really doubt it. I was trained by Stu Hart and the rest of the Hart family, both Bret and Owen (RIP). I have more technical knowledge in my hand than in your whole body. Just think about that for a second, just let it sink in...
[Stonewall looks out over another side of the balcony.]
Stonewall: So Crippler, count the days, try to prepare for your loss. It's a great practice, all my victims do it. Just give it a whirl, you'll be thankful after Saturday when I have the IC Belt surrounding my worthy waist!
[Stonewall goes back inside the building and heads to the stairs. He looks down and sees the 86 floors.]
Stonewall: Well, I have to go prepare for the match. Running down 86 floors of stairs should strengthen my endurance a little. Crippler, I look forward to our matchup, and remember...
[Stonewall laughs as he runs down the stairs. The camera man decides it will just be easier to take the elevator back down...]
[The Camera Fades To Black]
Link: Alastor Stonewall's Dungeon