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AerialKnight · **09-28-2014, 01:20 AM**

"You want to play this game, shortstop? Alright then, if that's what you want."

As the music plays, the camera fades in on a half naked Johnathan Heartsford laying on a very unkempt mattress. He looks like he's enjoying something, but there is no one else in the bedroom nor are his hands in his pants. It is assumed that he's acting like this from Frodo's most recent promo, but that would mean that he gets turned on by midgets insulting him. We can assure you right now that he does not. He looks up at the camera as his neck twitches very slightly and his eyes blink rapidly. He has a sheepish grin on his face as well, signifying that he just might be getting off to something.

"For a supposed king of the dwarfs, you seem to be awfully interested what happens with my more private regions. Hell, if anything, I'd say that you're turned on whenever I speak. Fine, if you want to hear me speak some more just to get those tensions out of you, I'll play along for now. Just don't expect my words to be the most sensual or comforting."

Just then, two men dressed in all black from the head down start to rub Johnathan's chest softly. This gets a chuckle out of the knight.

"If it wasn't obvious by now, a lot of the women that take part in this federation and daily life look like fucking prostitutes. However, many men, such as yourself, only reward these women with unneeded pleasure. Why is that? Do you cheer for them when they manage to find a shirt that barely manages to cover their breasts? If anything, that's more insulting to the human race itself more than their parents. It really shouldn't matter what I say about women, ask an actual woman what they think of shit like that."

The knight chuckles once again.

"Then again, you said yourself that you're either homo or bisexual, you disgusting pig, so what should it matter what I say about women when you are more attracted to the men? You've raped Gilmour, and that is probably the dirtiest thing to insert anything into, next to whatever the fuck comes out of Shane's ass. Then again, you've probably inserted your manhood there too; just to get this job in the first place."

The covered hands proceed to rub higher, up to the Knight's chest. The knight moans slightly from this.

"I'm glad that you proved my hair trigger temper theory on you completely true. Just about anything I say or do will piss you off. Maybe that's why nobody can take you seriously, you snap at the smallest of things. I could probably say that your anger is going to be so humiliating, the only thing you'll be defeating is your dignity, and he'll flip out over it. Knowing my opponent, he'll either ignore it, or somehow turn it into some stupid little insult about my sexuality again. As you can tell, my opponent dares not to venture into creativity. He'd much rather take the God awful reality show approach of promos."

Johnathan moans again as the hands are circling his nipples.

"I don't know why you thought that wrestling more of that stupid Jersey Shore or Keeping Up with the Kardashian's shit, but if that makes your tiny little head feel superior, I hope that you get canceled soon."

The hands move lower, reaching towards the knight's lower abdomen. This tickles the knight as he shows off his teeth with another smile.

"Well, you ripped me from the most useless title, huh? That means I'm no longer a useless person in this federation. I can actually do something in the XWF! What a shocker! Good luck not being able to do anything then."

The knight laughs

"Now why would that hurt me in any way? If anything, you just removed a burden from my shoulders, at least in your words. More on that, how does that make you look good? You're now holding what, in your opinion, is a gigantic hunk of trash while trying to make me feel bad."

The hands move even lower at the mention of that word, almost like they're reaching into his pants now. The knight is convulsing now.

"In your tiny brain of yours, that is somehow a good idea. Maybe when that eye of yours was removed, it took out whatever common sense you had left. Don't be ashamed, though; it's not like you had any to begin with."

The hands move away from the knight, allowing him to relax for a bit.

"You call yourself a king, but you're nothing more than a frustrated man who has to use percentages to not only throw out false statistics and make yourself look better, but also to convince yourself that you could actually win anything. I don't care if you say that you could beat me at 50%, 10%, or even 5%; I have the decency to keep myself off of whatever ineffective Viagra pill you have to take daily. You're going to beat me into a coma? Just try. I'll let you get a free shot in there too, if I have to. Just remember that the victor will be the one that continues to stand tall over his opponent.

With that, Johnathan stands up from the bed and walks out of the room. The scene fades out not too long afterwards.

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