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AerialKnight · **09-24-2014, 11:15 PM**

Date: September 24, 2014
Location: Perth, Austrailia

The Aerial Knight is hyping himself up for his upcoming tag match against Shades and Luke Gunnar by stretching out his any and all stiff muscles that haven't loosened up after his flight. He is also still flexing his hand, which is still sore from decimating his hand when they met yesterday. Whether or not he can't feel his right hand, he has a confident smile on his face, eager to get inside the ring and give the audience a match worth watching. He listens to the crowd cheering and jeering as a couple of dark matches are going on right now. Johnathan laughs a bit as they continue chanting, wondering how they'd react once the main events take place. Like a real competitor, he hops up and down while rotating his neck at the same time. It's only then that he notices the camera in the locker room that's with him. He stops hopping and looks directly at the camera with disbelief, as if no one else has hopped up and down like a little bunny rabbit before.

"You should already know why I'm this excited. If you don't you either can't read, just got into the XWF, or you don't stay around long enough to read cards. No, I am not going to tell you what match I'm in again. It's been hyped enough already."

He flexes the fingers on his right hand again.

"So, instead of a main event match that I'm sure all of you should know about, I'll bring you up to speed with my match with Sir Frodo Swagkins...God that name is stupid. It's like naming a child Indy Macarena. The child might think it's cool for a bit, but when he grows up, he starts to regret that he didn't get his name changed sooner."

He lightly shakes his head, getting himself back on topic.

"Almost got carried away there; I can't talk about his name too much, or else he'll think that's all I'm talking about. Instead, I should talk about the wins that he proudly boasts on his webpage. I've studied up on them while trying to make sure that nobody in other hotel rooms are disturbed when I laugh like a hyena on laughing gas. I mean, some of these shouldn't even count! Some of the wins featured include, but aren't limited to: the Love of his Life (no name given, obviously), a pin, some wench's kitty cat, the supposed queen of his supposed meth lab empire, which he totally has."

He rolls his eyes out of disbelief.

"I should stop myself before all of these other wins become more ridiculous. However, I'd like to point out two very peculiar wins that just stick out to me. He says that he's defeated Peter Gilmour's self respect and his, for lack of a better word, asshole. Do you notice anything other than the fact that he inserted his proverbial sword into probably the dirtiest possible place in this federation? He did not beat Peter Gilmour in the flesh, the biggest joke in the XWF. I don't think he knows how to make himself look good. I mean, he humiliated him, fucked him, but you couldn't beat him. That's probably the biggest insult to any self-respecting challenger, let alone a disabled one."

He chuckles mockingly before covering his mouth, also mockingly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I make fun of your empty socket? Well, someone had to now that you've returned from Ukraine. Kudos though; it takes a man with an iron will to recover from whatever the hell rebellion they're having now. However, I have a rather large question to ask of you: have you really gotten over the trauma? I wouldn't think so. Hell, I think you might be reeling from the events and too lacking in depth perception to be able to take me on fairly. But dear God, that won't stop you from trying!"

Just then, Warfare's theme music blares out from the sound system as the crowd begins to go ape shit.

"Gotta get ready for my match! Don't worry your pretty little face over me, Frodo, we'll talk again soon!"

Johnathan smiles as he continues to warm up for the main event as the scene cuts off for Warfare.

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