What wrestling move would you use on him?

Inverted Piledriver head first through the Spanish Annouce table, drag his motionless odious form into the ring and finish him with a people's elbow followed by the worm.

SPEAR
SPEAR

YOU'RE NOT ALEXANDER

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That insecurity is hitting you hard today lol

LAMBORGHiNi LEGLOCK

This
m.youtube.com/watch?v=F470QQVOzXI

I'd hit him with the ol' summer of 92

yeah he was a midgecel

formerly Sneed him right into the ring

Tombstone pile-driver.

Bruh hes got millions and name rec.
Whores are lining up for his pint sized loads

youtube.com/watch?v=0iFl_39Ms7E

Timestamp your chosen move

Mine is 1:44

Does it work on Gon?

I would grab ahold of his twig size wrists and gently put him ontop of my doghouse and leave him there for a few days, then continously feed him by throwing crumbs at him and putting the sprinklers on in mist mode (we don't want him to fly off the roof now would we?).

I would then scavenge my childrens toys for any lego tools and such to give him the method to escape, all he has to do is build. His imagination being what will save him, or keep him on that roof. Unless. He were to take the desperate option and throw himself off the roof, to a sure, but swift death.

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The Midge Mangler

I once met Warwick Davis at a book signing in Liverpool. I shook his hand and was surprised by how strong he was. You could tell he had a wiry strength to him that people oft underestimate. We ended up chatting for a good 10 minutes and he amazed me with how personable and warm he was. But the highlight of the evening came when a fat guy wearing a fedora and steel-capped boots walked into the room and started shouting "MIDGE, MIDGE, COME OUT, COME OUT". He was belligerent and aggressive. One of Warwick's assistants went to get security but Warwick stopped her and said he can handle it. He went into the crowd to face the problem. When the rotund aggressor saw him he went mad with rage and started running straight towards Davis. What happened next was like something out of a Matrix movie. The attacker powered up a nasty kick, aiming for Warwick's chin, but Warwick deftly spin-jumped up and to the right, avoiding the impact. In that same instant he flanked the pudgy assailant and landed a devastating punch straight to the back of the knee. The neckbeard's leg buckled from the sheer force of the punch and gravity did the rest. He started falling back threatening to crush Warwick beneath hundreds of pounds of lard but Warwick rolled away in the nick of time. All of this happened in less than 2 seconds. Needless to say the delinquent was knocked unconscious and Warwick was left winded but victorious. The audience gave him a heartfelt applause and he went back to signing books while the obese neckbeard was escorted from the premises and later arrested. What was particularly satisfying was his sobbing cries as he was dragged away; he kept repeating "I'm sorry Warwick, you're a dwarf not a midge".

torture rack

>doing fancy shit on him
nah I'd just give him the good ol' kick in the head as usual

Someone post the original image.

Quarter nelson

The punt

Sweet Chin Music because I could only pull it off on someone his height.

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I want to do a piledriver but I might break the bones on my ass and his head won't even hit the ground

LOL

I'd probably just put him in a bin and roll him down a hill.

For me, I would give him the Jajanken

Midget bomb

>put him in a barrel
>toss it into a fast stream leading to a waterfall

>put him in a sock
>dip him in honey
>throw it at a beehive

idk but I always kinda wanted to watch a 12 year old girl just wreck the shit out of a midget in a wrestling ring would be kino

>tfw not a famous director that can make a midge hunting film
>tfw you will never cast warwick himself to partake in dangerous stunts

I'd grab him by the legs and start spinning as fast as I could. Then I'd yank as hard as I could to add extra spin as I toss him as far as possible

midge

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I'd love to play a game of Fridge The Midge with Warwick Davis. What's Fridge The Midge, one might ask? It's simple: you put a midget in a refrigerator. You and the boys put him in the crisper drawer, shut the door, gather 'round, drink some cold ones, and laugh yourself lightheaded over hearing the pathetic little midget's futile attempts to escape. He's not strong enough to push the door open, he doesn't have the leverage or space to even get the crisper drawer open, the cold is slowing him down, he's running out of air, he knows it's almost over for him and starts screaming for help. Maybe you liven things up a little by shaking the refrigerator to spook him, or say "oh my God is somebody in there" and open the door to give him a glimmer of hope before slamming it shut and mocking him, it's up to you. I wouldn't recommend letting the midget die, that's when things get complicated. Though, I suppose it'll be easy to hide the body, considering... you know.

While i do find those memes funny i feel kinda bad for him.
How many of you are here incels/bullied at school/autists/ugly/dicklets/manlets/ets ?
I thought that you guys would find him relatable... A bit hypocritical, isn't it?
At least guys at /r9k/ don't act like that and try help with coping each other.
Yes he's maybe rich, but he didn't get rich because of his acting skills, he got rich because people like to look at freaks.

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I've been having wet dreams about this deformed little weasel for weeks now. He puts his bow-legged limbs around my neck, straddles my chest and just fucks my mouth silly with his soup can cock; he is a big lad. Afterwards we cuddle and tell the most wonderful stories while we fall asleep in each other's arms. Then I wake up crying because it was all a farce. Life is unfair.

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I don't actually have anything against him I just find the pastas funny.

You lost the game.

>everyone on 4channel is an autistic incel
this isn't /r9k/ and this isn't 2006, stop projecting.

>Yea Forums - Television & Film
checked

I once met Warwick Davis at a book signing in Liverpool. I shook his hand and was surprised by how strong he was. You could tell he had a wiry strength to him that people oft underestimate. We ended up chatting for a good 10 minutes and he amazed me with how personable and warm he was. But the highlight of the evening came when a fat guy wearing a fedora and steel-capped boots walked into the room and started shouting "MIDGE, MIDGE, COME OUT, COME OUT". He was belligerent and aggressive. One of Warwick's assistants went to get security but Warwick stopped her and said he can handle it. He went into the crowd to face the problem. When the rotund aggressor saw him he went mad with rage and started running straight towards Davis. What happened next was like something out of a Matrix movie. The attacker powered up a nasty kick, aiming for Warwick's chin, He took a few steps to run up then caught him with the full force of his steel capped toe under Warwick's chin, and sent him flying through the air.

As he lead on the floor, coughing and wheezing and chocking on his own blood, his jaw a mangled mess of bones detached from the rest of his skull, the man stood over him and laughed wickedly. He looked up at this guy in fear and pain, his eyes searching, begging himfor mercy. He found none. The fat guy raised his boot then stomped down, splitting Warwick's skull like a melon and finally ending his pathetic life.

The stone cold stunner

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How many Warwicks would it take to defeat this guy?

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the cruise snooze

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It would take 10 of me so probably 100 of Warwick

You have to go back, faggot.

always been a fan of the sharpshooter but I bet the little midge could wriggle out of it

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Interesting trivia: Warwick Davies isn't actually a dwarf. I imagine you are quite shocked, but read on. This is merely a persona he has crafted using careful camera angles, special lenses, warped mirrors and a myriad of optical illusions and misc magician's tricks.

Back to where? I'm here since 2009.
Besides judging by if i should "go back" then I'm already where i should been because this place is filled with hypocritical normalfags who never heard of empathy

5-star frog splash

ONE LAST DEVASTATING JACKHAMMER

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I'd fuck him. That's right, I'd fuck him. I would rub my cock until I was rock hard, I'd hold that fucking creature against the cold bitumin and I'd shove myself so far up his malformed asshole my throbbing, cum-filled fuck organ would poke through this tiny faggot's twisted, disproportioned mouth. I'd fuck my cock right through him, and there's not a single fucking thing he could do about it. He sits in his little home with his little midge family, living off royalties from his freakshow displays in Hollywood. Because let's not fool ourselves, he doesn't "act", he's in movies because freakshows are frowned upon and everybody knows it, including him and his goblin family. His disgusting misshapen family, what a sickening thought. Can you believe those things can actually breed? I can't imagine those godforsaken creatures spawned from anything greater than a lab experiment gone wrong, an amalgamation of a human being and some kind of insect or sea plankton. I hate them. He'd never see any of them again, not once I was through with him. Even if he did, they would recognise him. After the first half hour his internal organs would be so mangled and distorted, his body wouldn't be able to support his abhorrent, inhuman frame. I fuck him relentlessly, his only breaths would be sucked in through the tiny gap my cock leaves as I retreat before the next thrust. After an hour he'd be so loose, the only friction my cock would receive from thrusting would be against the pulpy organ mince and pools of blood clogging every crevice of his demonic inner workings. I hate that fucking midge, and I'd fuck my hate right through him. I'd fuck him until my cum was the most distinguishable feature in the squishy pool of remains left when I was finished, then I'd fuck him some more. I'd promise that as long as there is air in my lungs and cum in my balls, I will not allow these demons to roam the Earth. I'd then leave to find his kin, and let the rain wash him down the drainpipe.

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Let's settle this once and for all
strawpoll.me/18107666/

I far do you think you could launch him in a medieval trebuchet?

More like these please

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People's elbow. Checked.

>or say "oh my God is somebody in there" and open the door to give him a glimmer of hope before slamming it shut and mocking him

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accursed fucking midget

and yet he has passed on his genes, has a successful career, is famous, and super rich. What have you accomplished, user?

Very based

Legend has it Nash still can't sit down properly.

I'd go back in time to 1998 to hell in the cell, and throw him 16 feet onto the announcers table

Austin Powers in Goldmember: Remake

Lol

i
I wouldnt, here is a man that overcame alot and I do respect that. even though his attitude is shit. also I would just like to say everything I said before this post was satire, I didnt use a vpn because im innocent and was simply role playing a man who wanted to though the great warwick davis into a woodchipper. I love this man as much as I love Isreal which im glad my taxpayer money goes to. god bless isreal and god bless warwick davis, you inspiration to us all.

I, for one, would like to stick my thumbs into Warick Davis's eye sockets. I want to feel his ocular organs squish into a bloody, viscous pulp beneath the soft, yielding flesh of my fingertips. I want to hear his screams of absolute terror and pain as he realizes he'll never see again.

Then, I would remove my thumbs from his eyesockets, giving him a brief respite as I grabbed a pair of barbeque tongs and a dull butterknife. with the tongs I would pluck out his ruined eyeballs and sever the optic nerves with the butter knife. at this point I would already have a hot plate going with a buttered pan ready to crudely sautee Warwick's juicy macula. As they sizzled in the pan, he would smell them, and after having been starved for days on end, he might even have the nerve to comment about how good whatever I was cooking smelled - not being able to see what it was, of course.

"Here, try some." I would offer, giving him a heaping spoonful of the fried, well-seasoned sight-flesh. He would gobble it down eagerly, begging for more like the deformed goblin he was, still not aware of what he was eating. I would feed him the rest, and only after he had eaten it all would I tell him what it truly was.

As he screamed in horror and retched, I would put my thumbs into his empty eyesockets for the last time. I would drive them deep, deep into his empty ocular cavities, until I broke through the fragile bone and began to push my fingers into his brain. Slowly, his musical shrieking of pain and terror would abate as his brain becomes too damaged to operate his vocal cords, let alone comprehend what is happening to him.

At this point, I place my massive, throbbing erection in front of his vegetative face and begin to powerfuck his eye sockets. In and out, in and out, over and over, until his brains are nothing more than a mess of dead cells and tangled dendrites. As I climaxed, I would push myself balls deep into his skull, seed mixing with ruined neurons in a perverse cocktail.

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This but ironically

I'd give him one last DEVASTATING COCKHAMMER

its a fucking meme moralfag
you think people from here are actually kicking this little dwarfs ass? shut the fuck up you fucking pussy

Kek what a bitch

>The Midge Kick

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youtube.com/watch?v=USCi-NmSGkk

For start I'm not a freak

HAMMERLOCK DDT

Measuring above 70 inches and weighing more than 160 pounds lol.

So long gay bowser!

all that means nothing if i can still just pick him up and throw him in a garbage can

ive been out of the loop for a while, can someone explain what happened with the midget

I'd love to do that anime shit where one guy grab uppercut the other and crash his head on the floor.

The Endor Endgame.

I need the coke dealer copypasta.

Me, whoopi goldberg, grizzly adams on the camera, doing the rotc jackhammer

He killed millions...

Rock Bottom through a table

Wtf

Pretty good answer/10

His son will die before him because his and his wifes midge genes fused into a poison

German suplex spam a la Chris Benoit

repeated one-armed chokeslams

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baseball slide

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Choke slam his ass through the top of the cage.

lol

>At least guys at /r9k/ don't act like that
Yes they do, and they would despise warwick because he's had sex

Once he drove away, that's when we would make our move. Waddling over to his little car and making grotesque midge noises as he would climb up on his booster seat and leave the driveway, completely unaware of the two normal human men prone in his hedges. My bro starts to record with his phone as we approach the Davis family estate completely naked. We wait to see who answers the doorbell, "hello who is-Oh my God!" The vile helium voice belongs to Mrs. Davis, her loathsome face looking up in a contorted expression of terror, her gruesome form frozen like a detestable little deer in headlights. Behind were her offspring, the ones that survived childbirth that is. I sucker punch her with all my might, I hear the bone of her disproportional skull cave in and a gratifying thud when the thing slams on the marble floor. We step inside as I turn on a portable radio playing "Short People" by Randy Newman. Now our fun begins.

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Underrated, based, and also redpilled

power bomb all day

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you better finish this

>steel capped boots
My sides

¡HYPER BOMB!
youtube.com/watch?v=YoR9ZEaRPqA

Anyone have the copypasta where he continuously becomes smaller and smaller

This sounds amazing

Y'know, I'd probably keep it simple with a Shining Wizard, if solely because if I land that shit right, he'll go at LEAST ten feet through the air.

I refuse to finish this one, it is actually too grotesque

I, for one, would like to stick my thumbs into Ana de Armas' eye sockets. I want to feel her ocular organs squish into a bloody, viscous pulp beneath the soft, yielding flesh of my fingertips. I want to hear her screams of absolute terror and pain as she realizes she'll never see again.

Then, I would remove my thumbs from her eyesockets, giving her a brief respite as I grabbed a pair of barbeque tongs and a dull butterknife. with the tongs I would pluck out her ruined eyeballs and sever the optic nerves with the butter knife. at this point I would already have a hot plate going with a buttered pan ready to crudely sautee Ana's juicy macula. As they sizzled in the pan, she would smell them, and after having been starved for days on end, she might even have the nerve to comment about how good whatever I was cooking smelled - not being able to see what it was, of course.

"Here, try some." I would offer, giving her a heaping spoonful of the fried, well-seasoned sight-flesh. She would gobble it down eagerly, begging for more like the good pet she was, still not aware of what she was eating. I would feed her the rest, and only after she had eaten it all would I tell her what it truly was.

As she screamed in horror and retched, I would put my thumbs into her empty eyesockets for the last time. I would drive them deep, deep into her empty ocular cavities, until I broke through the fragile bone and began to push my fingers into her brain. Slowly, her musical shrieking of pain and terror would abate as her brain becomes too damaged to operate her vocal cords, let alone comprehend what is happening to her.

At this point, I place my massive, throbbing erection in front of her vegetative face and begin to powerfuck her eye sockets. In and out, in and out, over and over, until her brains are nothing more than a mess of dead cells and tangled dendrites. As I climaxed, I would push myself balls deep into her skull, seed mixing with neurons in a perverse cocktail.

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midge

You have a way with words, I'm rock hard

Two of his 4 kids died in infancy and the survival rate isn't great for the rest.

>his death was a tragedy which lasted for more than three centuries
damn...

Sounds like kino to me.

good taste

I wouldn't mess with him.

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austin powers with mini-me in the bag move

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>tryna catch me ridin' dir-

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Passed on his retard genes to make more retards. Success!

If I met Peter Dinklage I would tell him what a great actor, father, and all round good human being he is.

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is Dinklage considered the chad of midgets? he managed to marry a normal sized woman before his game of thrones gig

Ok now this is based

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I'd give him a handshake and say "Hello there Mr. Davis, how are you doing today?" and then get to know the guy, ya know?

I would love to know what went through Warwick's head when Dinkchad won those golden globes and was universally loved for his portrayal of Tyrion, and to know that Tyrion has an English accent and Warwick actually matches book Tyrion better. He is still probably SEETHING

Wholesome.

I’d just carefully beat him to death with a ringside chair, then toss his mangled body into the crowd.

>You just know he married his wife (another dwarf)

>passing midget genes to innocnent children is good.

>"I want my children to be healthy!!!!"

yeah right, fucking hypocrites!

>FUCKING EWOK SHITS

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>wholesome

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the shooting gun bullet

Hello to you, too, fellow Redditor.

Scoop and carry up the turnbuckle, into an overhead press standing at the top, toss his legs up, jump out with his flailing body into a flying piledriver.
Or an altered powerbomb, releasing him at an arched angle, throwing him out of the ring.

I would have sex with an attractive midge woman.

I can lift my arms over my head

Underrated

Someone post the pasta were he talks about not getting the role in GoT. Like that Steven seagal one

>Let me tell you something that might be a bit dangerous. I was raised in England. I was schooled in dwarven arts. I was given the title of Tallest Midge. They take a show “Game of Thrones.” They have a 5-foot-2-inch big guy, whether he was straight or gay, I don’t know. I don’t care. He had never been to England. He doesn’t speak with an accent. He has never held a sword. They make him the Halfman. We got 450,000 phone calls [laughs] from everybody in the world saying, “That role was perfect for you. How did that happen?” Most of the people I know didn’t like the show and don't watch it. It’s just a classic example of Hollywood and the politics.

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Based

At least we aren't shitting up the gene pool like this mistake of nature

i would clone him to make an army of warwicks, a force of cannon fodder yet more than that, not only would they be impervious behind the smallest of shields but the sight of 100 million waricks would drive any man to action or insanity, providing the ultimate lure and distraction

For me? It's The People's Elbow

Personally I'd treat Peter Dinklage. It should not take much food to satisfy him and make his belly full him given his size. I would delight at the prospect of treating him and serve him a plate of delicious char siu meat, with rich, sticky sauce, perfect pancakes, refreshing drinks... go all out. Give that lovely man a banquet. Watch him greedily devour the meat. His lips, teeth, and fingers sticky with the sauce as he throws manners and decorum out of the window in a mad rush to satiate himself. Then, when he's satisfied and feels thing can't be any better, I shall reveal he has not been feasting on char siu mediocre pork but... char siu kobe beef. Yes, I will have ensured Peter Dinklage greedily gobbled up the flesh of the best meat on the market after lowering his expectations initially. As the tears of joy well up in his eyes and he refuses to believe I went all out, I shall let out a truly merry, comforting laugh and upend the contents of a box I'll have near me; packacing and recipts of the kobe beef I purchased. Though the packaging and recipts will be scrunched up, faded, and a little dirty, it will be evidence of how much I wanted to give Dinklage a good meal. That is what I would do to that little gentleman. The louder he laughs and more thanks me in pure euphoria, the louder and more merry my laughter of appreciation will become. Hell, it may just kill me because I'll be struggling to breath as I'll be laughing and thanking him so hard. I will then show the 24 minute 7 seconds footage of me purchasing the kobe beef and having a funny encounter with the butcher, which we will laugh over. This is the fate that awaits you, you wonderful, beautiful little man. Also... FUCK Warwick Davis. I'd starve him instead and feed him char siu Harrison Davis instead.

I saw Warwick Davis at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and fantasize about kicking the shit out of his midget ass or anything.

He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”

I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my knees. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him report me to the thought police as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like five Milky Ways in his hands without paying.

The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Little fella, where are your parents?” At first he kept pretending to be a real person and not a grotesque genetic mistake, but eventually turned back around and lugged them to the counter.

When she took one look at his hideous visage and started screaming multiple times, he stopped her and told her to calm down and that “he was the star of Willow,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a movie. After she came to terms with the situation and put the bars in the bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by asking her to place them on the ground for him really loudly.

>isildur.gif

He has a career of a glorified carnival freak lmao

Imagine if someone could synthesize all of the pastas into a single, coherent story. The kicking one, starvation one, mastiff one, radiation one, subatomic shrinking, daughter being raped one... it would take a very special and based user to pull that off

The little people's elbow

Banzai drop

Corr look at them broad shoulders.

Why couldn't he afford a better tailor? The pants and sleeves are still too long.

I felt bad for him until I found out he had kids.