As he waited for the crowd to die down so they could hear what he said, raising the mic to those pretty lips of his. He hesitated for a second before finally speaking. “Thank you L.A.W for such a warm and lovely welcome-“ The boos soon started to intensify in volume, much to the short blonde’s chagrin. Once they were again done, Alois went full mask off, continuing his promo regardless of the boos.
“Alright I lied, you’re all pieces of shit, and I could care less whether you want to hear me or not. I came out here, at the expense of my own time and schedule to address an elephant in the room- and I don’t mean that lard in the crowd over there!” Alois pointed at his left side, showing an obese man in front of the stands, who seemed to be enjoying the moment, grinning broadly. Alois, however, wasn't amused as he continued to berate the man’s looks. “Yeah, keep laughing burger boy and I hope the door hits you and your fat arse on the way out! And you sit in your hole in your shoddy basement hugging your Kyoko Akan body pillow!”
Once he was done with his verbal dissection of the random fan, Alois went back on track with his promo, wearing a shit-eating grin. "It has come to my attention…that most L.A.W wrestlers believe that a certain wrestler is coming to the ranks who goes by the name of Jasper Rhys." A few cheers broke out from the stage, and like a wildfire, cheers soon broke out at the mere mention of his name! Alois pursed his lips, a signature staple to show that he was getting annoyed. "But I hate to break it to you all, that boy ain't bloody coming!" Boos soon replaced the cheers, much to the satisfaction of the Brit, continuing to insult the loyal fans!
"July 26, 2022! I finally made my AFW debut and got brutalized for simply just appearing in the ring, even after that match, Everyone seemed to have wanted me dead! Whether it be that disgusting pervert Cobalt Comet, to the annoying and incapable likes of Ayesha Mustafa or Enki Gale but none of them have traumatized me more than that Welsh brat! I had simply come into the ring and stated my peace like everyone else in that company and I got what? Harassed, beaten down and bullied! And that incompetent general manager, Erika Fairchild says she's doing her best in putting in consideration for all of her wrestlers there? Yeah, I call bollocks on that!"
"And then I come here, L.A.W. Where the apple doesn't fall from the tree when it comes to annoying multi-colored haired brats and ungrateful crowds! So even if the rumors were true, and our very lovely Welsh BASTARD had the bollocks to come out here, and face me down like the man he isn't! I'd say to his face "I beat you on the mic once! And I'd do it again!" The negative reactions were getting louder and louder. Nobody truly wanted anything to do with Alois, they just wanted him to shut up or get shut up! And their wishes would soon become a reality!
"And besides Jasper Rhys would be way too short to stand up to me-"
Jasper’s entrance theme: Stand Up to Victory!
Laughing like an absolute maniac, slapping his knee while the crowd booed the shit out of him, finally managing to speak through tears in his eyes. “Man! I haven’t seen a more gullible crowd since…well I guess there’s a first for everything isn’t there?!” His eyes narrowed and his tone got darker, almost as if he was threatening the crowd. “You will never…ever see Jasper Rhys in this ring or in this company because if he ever did step foot here, well..” Alois soon produced out of his jacket pocket something…interesting to say the least. It was a blue wig, the British Aristocrat held in one hand, as he was going to recall a Shakespearean tale.
”I’d scalp that sheep shagger.”
With that, Alois dropped his mic, rolling out the ring and exiting the arena with his hands out-stretched as if he was awaiting praise but nothing but the cold boos, jeers and insults of the crowd with one even managing to nail Alois with a soft drink. Usually Alois would have jumped the barricade and attacked whoever did that but instead, he just smiled as he went up the ramp.
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