Lonesome Italian

[Versus & Tiger]

Sports Nutz Wrestling Presents
4-Up
May 22nd, 2010
Live on Pay Per View
From the Empire Theater
San Antonio, Texas
Destruction Crew All You Can Destroy Buffet Invitational
Super Vader vs Killer Kong vs The Mauler vs "The Assassin" Rory Kotch vs "The Other Girl" Petrina Rotchester vs Johnny Moxie vs Seth Davids vs Kijar Donnelly vs Benson
Lonesome Italian
A Kijar Donnelly Roleplay

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Kijar Donnelly

The scene opens at a Pizzarea, where "The Italian Stallion" Kijar Donnelly can be seen sitting alone at a table. There is a Pepperoni Pizza sitting in front of him on the table, as he is in a private booth.

"Its about damn time I got to show off my skills. When I first started wrestling it was me against the world. Then, as Davids began to train me, it was The Switch Stallions against the world. Now, look where we are. The Stallions keep their stature in Sports Nutz Wrestling, and it comes time for 4-Up. This is the night where the actions figures start coming out. This is the night wasn't already. My skill is on the inside, and out. The whole world will discover it come 4-Up.

I may be Italian, but it doesn't mean I can't hang with the Americans in this great business. My only hope is to asert my agility, and use my speed to show the entire SNW roster what I'm truly made of. The Italian demographic in professional wrestling is not high at all. I'm one of the pure Italians. One of the ones when all the best Kijar Donnelly merchandise the world will ever know starts coming out. I'm going to work from this night forward, to be the best wrestler I can be... As If I with so much talent that it can grow on trees. I'm like a fruit. One of a kind, of course. I consider myself some what of a Lemon. Squezy and Delicious, and packs one sourful punch."

Kijar grabs a piece of Pizza off of the table and takes a bite. After chewing, he begins speaking again.

"Others would say I'm just Pepperoni on a Pizza. Either way though, I'm your guilty pleasure. Whether you love me, which most do, or you hate me, I don't know who does, you still know that you can't get enough of me. You dig the Italian like a ditch-digger digs graves. My small size is just powered out by my speed, and my skill. I've been, for years, hiding next to Seth Davids, sharing the spotlight with him. Sometimes, even being hidden in the darkness that lies beyond. I'm not going to be hidden after 4-Up. At this luxirous Pay Per View, I will use everything I have outside that ring to be the last one standing on the outside.

The best part about this branch is that I can show everyone I am the better half. I wont give up on my partner, he trained me, and has done so much for me. Seth Davids is an honorable partner of mine, and I've loved every year we've fought alongside eachother. The only problem I see now is that I have no longer any time for myself. That is why, myself and the Switchblade will be powering through the Destruction Crew and anyone else around, and when it comes down to it, I will defeat him. Not to decieve him, but solely to prove my just spot, in not only this company, but the entire professional wrestling business.

After taking another bite of the pizza, Kijar talks again.

"Vader, Kong, and Mauler... I'm truly admired. The Invitational is simply one of the best ideas since I've been in SNW. That's not saying much, because the only other ideas were when I wasn't booked in a title match. Now, I finally get a #1 Contender's Match. Its just a damn shame that honorable men like yourselves have to fall to the greatest Italian to ever step in the ring. Seth, nothing against you either, buddy, but its my time. I'm going to get a shot at the Bad Blood Championship ova hea, and I'm going to go on to win it, whenever, wherever, no matter how.

And like Vince said, It'll be a great match if I end up facing him... but not to add any disrespect ova hea, Vince, you wont win 4-Up. I did teach you, and I'm admired by how much you've grown, but we're all fresh meat here. I've only got 8 opponents, and I've been wrestling longer, you've got almost double that many opponents... and almost half that amount of time. Me winning one 9-Man match, is a lot more predictable than you winning or losing a 16 man match, and then winning two more extremely hardcore Fatal 4-Way matches. Its just not imminent, I'm sorry. I would, however, like to wish you the best of luck, because, based off of what I said, you'll need it.

I'm dealing with, not only the Destruction Crew and Seth, but Johnny Moxie, Rory Kotch, Benson, and Petrina Rotchester. I'm not exactly sure where I fit in that situation. I feel like an Italian in the middle of a whole lot of Americans... Oh wait, aren't I? I'm just a Wop in the middle of Caucasians. A Dago in the middle of Whiteys. A Guido amidst... well, to be honest its easier to stereotype an Italian than an American. I don't know why though, you see, I thought that you had the highest obiesity population in the world... Maybe that's just easier to see because I have a typical Wop High Metabalism.

Enough about me, though, why the hell is there a girl in this match? I thought Wench was the only chick with enough balls to face men? Whatever though, If she wants to get involved, she must know what can happen to her. I am not responsible for my actions on the 22nd of May, I'll say it now. On my face, besides the Pizza sauce and Pizza grease, there is the look of a very determined Guido. One who hopes to do the unthinkable, and defeat 8 opponents, and get a shot at the Bad Blood Championship... So early in his venture in the company. You'd think the Tag Team titles would be my top priority, but currently, this is what I will shoot for. My intentions are certain, and I wish everyone the best of luck... in the biggest Italian way possible...

Non ci è migliore senso esprimere l'espressione di buona fortuna, che una scossa rapida alla parte posteriore e la speranza di una vittoria per tutto ma voi stessi. Così, a tutti i miei avversari, ottenga pronto a cadere ai sensi di Guido."

The camera slowly fades to black as Kijar Donnelly returns to eating the Pizza in front of him.[/center]