Astralis was nervous, but he quickly suppressed that. He was not the best at standing in front of crowds. He could lead men - and had - but this was not the same. No blood-lust, no adrenaline - just a gut-wrenching twisting as he thought about what he was about to do. The rear curtain, which he was behind, slid open a bit as the emcee finished his introduction, beckoning Astralis to the stage. He walked through the split in the rear curtain, only hanging up in it slightly. He stumbled as he extricated himself and his massive body rode its inertia all the way to the floor. The wooden stage with air underneath might as well have been a drum - it absolutely THUNDERED when Astralis fell in his face. The crown erupted in laughter. The laughter didn’t die down much as the giant in black got to his feet trying to muster some small amount of dignity. “Well at least I started off my set with a laugh!” Astralis yelled - few heard him over the laughter. Astralis spread his arms wide and walked to the mic. “Thank you! I’ll be here all week! Try the veal!” Low comedy and pratfalls was not what he had planned for, but one of the few things he knew was to give the crowd what it wanted. “ relieve it or not, that’s was truly an accident” Astralis explained to the laughing and cheering crowd. “Really!” he plead but they only laughed a little louder. “Okay then, perhaps now you’re ready for a joke?” Astralis probed the crowd - they were quieting down so he took a deep breath and was about to start his set - when he remembered what had just come through his mind moments before - give the crowd what it wants. He thought as quickly as he could, then decided that a bit of a bloody nose might just be worth the laughs. He decided to “accidentally” trip up the mic stand and hit himself with it. He reached for the microphone stand but reached a little too hard, and pushed the mic stand awkwardly forward, seemingly accidentally. As the stand fell towards the audience Astralis stepped on the weighted disc-shaped base, jerking the thin metal rod back up - and right into his nuts. He doubled over and let out a truly painful sounding “OOOF”. The laughing got louder, along with several groans at the direction Astralis was going. Red-faced and trying to catch his breath from the nut-shot Astralis blew air through his mouth, cheeks bellowed out - he held one hand up for quiet. “What short fucker was out here before me? That was supposed to hit me in the face!” He said into the mic. The crowd renewed the almost dead roaring of laughter. “Okay, that’s all I’ve got! Hope your ready for the incomparable Krima!” Astralis spread his arms wide, took a bow, and walked gingerly off stage, careful not to let his aching testicles touch the sides of his legs. His exit was slow, a bit bow-legged, and comic as he tiptoed. Applause and laughter followed him, so despite not doing a single word of his planned set, this turned out to be the most successful show he’d ever done.