Post by Zelda Knite on Feb 5, 2011 23:43:12 GMT -6
[The scene opens up and we see Rob and Zelda laying in bed together, which is typically what two lovers do after they are done. Zelda has her back turned with the blanket wrapped around her torso. Rob plays with a small mole that is a bit off center in between her shoulder blades.]
Zelda: -giggles- Would you stop... it’s a mole.
Rob: Sorry... it’s cute and intriguing.... not as cute as that third nipple thing you got going on.
Zelda: -shock- It’s a birth mark!
Rob: Who cares either way? Iit’s still adorable.
Zelda: Great... now everybody is going to want to see it....
Rob: Too bad for them, that I’m the only one who can.. -wink-
[Zelda turns around and nods her head as she smiles at him. She grabs Rob’s arm and kisses his hand, while she does, she notices the scars that adorn his forearm and wrist. Zelda suddenly looks sad thinking about it.]
Rob: How were you going to do it?
Zelda: Huh?
Rob: You know, you said you were going to end it if Adam hadn’t taken you back with him and trained you. How were you going to... you know?
Zelda: I don’t want to think about it....
Rob: That’s fine... wanna talk about something else?
[Zelda nods her head.]
Rob: What’s the freakiest thing you’ve ever done.. you know like romantically?
Zelda: Hey!
Rob: You said to change the subject, so I changed it, now answer.
Zelda: Well I guess... I um.. kissed another girl once.
[Rob looks unimpressed..]
Rob: I already knew you kissed Andrew.
Zelda: -laughs- Oh hush.. I’m serrious... it was back in high school when I was fifteen.
[Rob’s interest perks up now.]
Zelda: but she kissed me really, it was weird though.
Rob: So you kissed a girl?
[nods]
Rob: Did you like it?
[Zelda blankly stares at Rob.]
Rob: Did she have cherry chapstick?
[Zelda blankly stares at Rob.]
Rob: Did you do it just to try it?
[Zelda blankly stares at Rob.]
Rob: Did you hope your boyfriend didn’t mind it?
Zelda: SHUT UP.
[Zelda shakes her head and laughs before she turns over and we fade away.]
[Zelda, in some short khaki shorts with a pair of pink and black striped toe socks going up past her knees to go along with her form fitting “Young Guns” shirt, practically skips through the mall while holding Rob’s hand after they’ve both finished their workouts for the day.Her smile which seems to stretch all the way across her face is lighting up the crowded shopping center, she pulls Rob’s arm when she sees her destination.... a GameStop of course, and drags him inside.]
Employees: ZELDA!
[Rob stops and turns to look at Zelda who giggles at the reaction.]
Rob: Come here a lot I see...
Zelda: Oh not that much, three or four times is all....
Rob: A week?
Zelda: A day.
Rob: You got a problem, you know that?
[She just laughs before she turns around sticking the tip of her tongue out at her boyfriend. She pokes him in the center of his chest, pushing with her index finger as she cutely and playfully glares at him.]
Zelda: You know you like it.
Rob: What are we looking for, need a fifth Xbox for something?
Zelda: -laughs- No! I’m just looking, silly... but now that you mention it... I could use another Xbox...
[Rob shakes his head and laughs softly at Zelda who is now suddenly in deep concentration, pondering this idea of a fifth Xbox. Their moment of silence is suddenly broken as several rowdy and freakly faced kids suddenly burst into the store, many of which wearing NCW merchandise, because NCW is all famous like that. The kids talk fast and loud, almost like they are hysterical over Zelda and Rob standing in gamestop.]
“Oh my god it’s Zelda.”
“Oh my god it’s Rob Diamond!”
“Can I have your autgraphs!”
“Please!”
Rob: Ok ok... guys give use some room.
Zelda: Yeah, don’t worry.. who’s the first little Zombie?
“ME ME ME!”
[Zelda and Rob laugh slightly at the kids running around hyper, practically jumping up and down trying to get Zelda and Rob’s attention. Zelda gets serious for a second and whispers into Rob’s ear.]
Zelda: I’m sorry... I didn’t know we’d get mobbed.
Rob: It’s fine Z, lets try and get through this... ok?
Zelda: Thank you... I can’t let the Zombies down.
“Me too Dad! I want to go get Zelda’s autograph.”
Father: No! Why would you want the autograph of some cheap slut like that?
[Zelda’s expression goes from chipper and happy being surrounded by her Zombies to instantly one of hurt. Her eyes thin and her bottom lip puffs out, Rob notices and goes to say something as he puts his hand on her shoulder but Zelda turns away and instead focuses back on the kids. She smiles and laughs and signs a young girl’s “Zombie Apocalypse” shirt with Zelda’s logo on it. Rob seems concerned for a second but follows her lead and instead focuses back on the kids.]
}-- LATER --{
[Zelda and Rob are walking out of the aforementioned mall, Zelda still has Rob’s hand in hers as they head towards the car. Zelda looks forward, there is no skip in her step, there isn’t that heart warming smile on her face, she just walks.]
Rob: Hey... about what that guy said back in there...
Zelda: Don’t worry about it Rob, I’m fine with it. I understand now that some people will never understand. They see me for the mistakes I’ve made, for the dumb things I’ve done and don’t understand that I’m just trying to enjoy myself, enjoy my life. I always have to fit in this mold that they’ve made for me, live up to their expectations or else I’ve failed.. but I refuse to let them get to me anymore, I refuse to be miserable thinking about how I let one person down.
Rob: Still...
Zelda: Don’t worry about it... please...
Rob: I can’t just ignore it... It pissed me off that he would say th....
[Zelda looks up at Rob, still that piercing hurt shining through her deep blue eyes, the sight of which just feels Rob with even more anger. She bites down on her bottom lip before...]
Zelda: You wanna have sex with me?
[Rob is thrown back by the question a little, he can’t seem to muster out an answer, he just nods his head and mumbles.]
Rob: uh huh.
Zelda: Right now?
Rob: Uh huh.
[Zelda gently flips her head to the side, pointing it in the direction of their car positioned in the personless parking garage that they are currently standing in. She grabs Rob’s hand and drags him towards the parked car now, doing whatever it takes to take her mind off what was said and preventing herself from having to discuss it any further and we fade to black.]
Zelda: -giggles- Would you stop... it’s a mole.
Rob: Sorry... it’s cute and intriguing.... not as cute as that third nipple thing you got going on.
Zelda: -shock- It’s a birth mark!
Rob: Who cares either way? Iit’s still adorable.
Zelda: Great... now everybody is going to want to see it....
Rob: Too bad for them, that I’m the only one who can.. -wink-
[Zelda turns around and nods her head as she smiles at him. She grabs Rob’s arm and kisses his hand, while she does, she notices the scars that adorn his forearm and wrist. Zelda suddenly looks sad thinking about it.]
Rob: How were you going to do it?
Zelda: Huh?
Rob: You know, you said you were going to end it if Adam hadn’t taken you back with him and trained you. How were you going to... you know?
Zelda: I don’t want to think about it....
Rob: That’s fine... wanna talk about something else?
[Zelda nods her head.]
Rob: What’s the freakiest thing you’ve ever done.. you know like romantically?
Zelda: Hey!
Rob: You said to change the subject, so I changed it, now answer.
Zelda: Well I guess... I um.. kissed another girl once.
[Rob looks unimpressed..]
Rob: I already knew you kissed Andrew.
Zelda: -laughs- Oh hush.. I’m serrious... it was back in high school when I was fifteen.
[Rob’s interest perks up now.]
Zelda: but she kissed me really, it was weird though.
Rob: So you kissed a girl?
[nods]
Rob: Did you like it?
[Zelda blankly stares at Rob.]
Rob: Did she have cherry chapstick?
[Zelda blankly stares at Rob.]
Rob: Did you do it just to try it?
[Zelda blankly stares at Rob.]
Rob: Did you hope your boyfriend didn’t mind it?
Zelda: SHUT UP.
[Zelda shakes her head and laughs before she turns over and we fade away.]
It just drives you crazy seeing me happy doesn’t it? It just tears away at you knowing that I’m living my life to the fullest, that I’m going out and doing what I want, what I need to stay happy and I still have hundreds of thousands of Zombies chanting my name and cheering me on each and every week doesn’t it? I’m done letting other people control my life, I’m done letting them plan out every move of my existence. Adam’s dad, Kyle, the internet who whines every time I do something that they don’t think fits my goody-two-shoes persona... I’m just going to be Zelda from now on, I’m just going to be me. If you don’t like that, if that bothers you, if seeing me enjoy my life is just too much for you, then you can just go rot in hell for all I care.
You want me to stop calling you Cleopatra, you want me to quit saying you’re just jealous of all my accomplishments? Then prove that you’re something different Desiree, PROVE that there is more to this than just hate that was manifested out of jealousy for everything I’ve accomplished. Come on, it can’t be that hard if that’s really the truth behind this right? It should be easy to prove that you’re something different... just come out, tell me what’s up and show me your proof that you’re not like the rest, until then I’m going to keep showing you how you’re exactly like them.
You attacked me out of some hate that ended up brewing up to a boiling point, you hated me so much that you were forced to come out and leave me bloodied on the floor. Lets see, considering that you and I have never had a single solitary altercation or even said ten words to each other before this, then I’m lead to believe that this is either a silent brewing over time, you watching from affair as I gained world wide fame, making you grow more and more jealous each and every passing second, or that Maniac is trying to hurt Rob, so he recruited you to attack me to get to him. So either you’re a jealous little twit like Cleopatra and her Dead girls, or you’re a mindless puppet doing the bidding of your master, following his every command. I guess it’s up to you which on you’d rather be known for, if me calling you a jealous chubby little skank is too much for you to handle then by all means, I’ll glad call you a chubby little sock puppet.
Claims of how you hate me with all your heart, claims of how I need to be purged from the NCW sanctum... come on, please go check the archives and look up the name “Cleopatra”... I swear you’re like her clone, if her clone would of spent weeks at the KFC buffet line. Nothing you say is original, not a single word that has came from your mouth has sounded like it is an intelligent thought that fermented inside your head and pieced together to come out as an unique thought. You’re reading off a script that’s been given to you, you’re reading the tale on “Why Zelda Knite is Evil”, that has been beaten over people’s heads constantly for months by the likes of Emma Danielson, the man beast ogre or Malice “the freaky nutjob who thought the world was Alice in Wonderland”... it’s all been just the same to me, and frankly it’s just getting hard to tell all you little goombas apart. Your words are nothing but a jumbled mess of slurred speech over your hatred for me, while at the same time wishing it was you my spot instead.
See, you wanna know the difference between their type and mine? You wanna know what’s so different about me, what makes me special? It’s because I fought to get to this moment, It’s because I toiled and trained and worked my butt off to get to this moment! I didn’t take any shortcuts, I climbed that ladder as a 19 year old 110 pound girl because I wanted to make something of myself, because I didn’t want to be little Sydney getting beaten and bloodied by her “father” on an annual basis anymore, I wanted to be something more, so I worked for it. You didn’t see me come out and hit people from behind because I was jealous of them, you didn’t see me try to diminish everybody around me in a futile attempt to boost my own ego, no. What you saw was Zelda Knite running through everybody who stood in her way, for the soul purpose of becoming something more.
You’ve demonstrated already that you’re not willing to do that.
You’re not willing to take things to the next level.
You’re perfectly happy being the mindless shrill.
You’re perfectly happy running behind me, following my foot steps chasing me and my goals..
In a few short weeks you’re gong to fade away, you’re going to be forgotten to the annuals of history...
While my star will still be shining, up in the sky, leading the way....
This is my legend, this is my story...
it’s “the end” for you.
It's... "GAME OVER"
You want me to stop calling you Cleopatra, you want me to quit saying you’re just jealous of all my accomplishments? Then prove that you’re something different Desiree, PROVE that there is more to this than just hate that was manifested out of jealousy for everything I’ve accomplished. Come on, it can’t be that hard if that’s really the truth behind this right? It should be easy to prove that you’re something different... just come out, tell me what’s up and show me your proof that you’re not like the rest, until then I’m going to keep showing you how you’re exactly like them.
You attacked me out of some hate that ended up brewing up to a boiling point, you hated me so much that you were forced to come out and leave me bloodied on the floor. Lets see, considering that you and I have never had a single solitary altercation or even said ten words to each other before this, then I’m lead to believe that this is either a silent brewing over time, you watching from affair as I gained world wide fame, making you grow more and more jealous each and every passing second, or that Maniac is trying to hurt Rob, so he recruited you to attack me to get to him. So either you’re a jealous little twit like Cleopatra and her Dead girls, or you’re a mindless puppet doing the bidding of your master, following his every command. I guess it’s up to you which on you’d rather be known for, if me calling you a jealous chubby little skank is too much for you to handle then by all means, I’ll glad call you a chubby little sock puppet.
Claims of how you hate me with all your heart, claims of how I need to be purged from the NCW sanctum... come on, please go check the archives and look up the name “Cleopatra”... I swear you’re like her clone, if her clone would of spent weeks at the KFC buffet line. Nothing you say is original, not a single word that has came from your mouth has sounded like it is an intelligent thought that fermented inside your head and pieced together to come out as an unique thought. You’re reading off a script that’s been given to you, you’re reading the tale on “Why Zelda Knite is Evil”, that has been beaten over people’s heads constantly for months by the likes of Emma Danielson, the man beast ogre or Malice “the freaky nutjob who thought the world was Alice in Wonderland”... it’s all been just the same to me, and frankly it’s just getting hard to tell all you little goombas apart. Your words are nothing but a jumbled mess of slurred speech over your hatred for me, while at the same time wishing it was you my spot instead.
See, you wanna know the difference between their type and mine? You wanna know what’s so different about me, what makes me special? It’s because I fought to get to this moment, It’s because I toiled and trained and worked my butt off to get to this moment! I didn’t take any shortcuts, I climbed that ladder as a 19 year old 110 pound girl because I wanted to make something of myself, because I didn’t want to be little Sydney getting beaten and bloodied by her “father” on an annual basis anymore, I wanted to be something more, so I worked for it. You didn’t see me come out and hit people from behind because I was jealous of them, you didn’t see me try to diminish everybody around me in a futile attempt to boost my own ego, no. What you saw was Zelda Knite running through everybody who stood in her way, for the soul purpose of becoming something more.
You’ve demonstrated already that you’re not willing to do that.
You’re not willing to take things to the next level.
You’re perfectly happy being the mindless shrill.
You’re perfectly happy running behind me, following my foot steps chasing me and my goals..
In a few short weeks you’re gong to fade away, you’re going to be forgotten to the annuals of history...
While my star will still be shining, up in the sky, leading the way....
This is my legend, this is my story...
it’s “the end” for you.
It's... "GAME OVER"
[Zelda, in some short khaki shorts with a pair of pink and black striped toe socks going up past her knees to go along with her form fitting “Young Guns” shirt, practically skips through the mall while holding Rob’s hand after they’ve both finished their workouts for the day.Her smile which seems to stretch all the way across her face is lighting up the crowded shopping center, she pulls Rob’s arm when she sees her destination.... a GameStop of course, and drags him inside.]
Employees: ZELDA!
[Rob stops and turns to look at Zelda who giggles at the reaction.]
Rob: Come here a lot I see...
Zelda: Oh not that much, three or four times is all....
Rob: A week?
Zelda: A day.
Rob: You got a problem, you know that?
[She just laughs before she turns around sticking the tip of her tongue out at her boyfriend. She pokes him in the center of his chest, pushing with her index finger as she cutely and playfully glares at him.]
Zelda: You know you like it.
Rob: What are we looking for, need a fifth Xbox for something?
Zelda: -laughs- No! I’m just looking, silly... but now that you mention it... I could use another Xbox...
[Rob shakes his head and laughs softly at Zelda who is now suddenly in deep concentration, pondering this idea of a fifth Xbox. Their moment of silence is suddenly broken as several rowdy and freakly faced kids suddenly burst into the store, many of which wearing NCW merchandise, because NCW is all famous like that. The kids talk fast and loud, almost like they are hysterical over Zelda and Rob standing in gamestop.]
“Oh my god it’s Zelda.”
“Oh my god it’s Rob Diamond!”
“Can I have your autgraphs!”
“Please!”
Rob: Ok ok... guys give use some room.
Zelda: Yeah, don’t worry.. who’s the first little Zombie?
“ME ME ME!”
[Zelda and Rob laugh slightly at the kids running around hyper, practically jumping up and down trying to get Zelda and Rob’s attention. Zelda gets serious for a second and whispers into Rob’s ear.]
Zelda: I’m sorry... I didn’t know we’d get mobbed.
Rob: It’s fine Z, lets try and get through this... ok?
Zelda: Thank you... I can’t let the Zombies down.
“Me too Dad! I want to go get Zelda’s autograph.”
Father: No! Why would you want the autograph of some cheap slut like that?
[Zelda’s expression goes from chipper and happy being surrounded by her Zombies to instantly one of hurt. Her eyes thin and her bottom lip puffs out, Rob notices and goes to say something as he puts his hand on her shoulder but Zelda turns away and instead focuses back on the kids. She smiles and laughs and signs a young girl’s “Zombie Apocalypse” shirt with Zelda’s logo on it. Rob seems concerned for a second but follows her lead and instead focuses back on the kids.]
}-- LATER --{
[Zelda and Rob are walking out of the aforementioned mall, Zelda still has Rob’s hand in hers as they head towards the car. Zelda looks forward, there is no skip in her step, there isn’t that heart warming smile on her face, she just walks.]
Rob: Hey... about what that guy said back in there...
Zelda: Don’t worry about it Rob, I’m fine with it. I understand now that some people will never understand. They see me for the mistakes I’ve made, for the dumb things I’ve done and don’t understand that I’m just trying to enjoy myself, enjoy my life. I always have to fit in this mold that they’ve made for me, live up to their expectations or else I’ve failed.. but I refuse to let them get to me anymore, I refuse to be miserable thinking about how I let one person down.
Rob: Still...
Zelda: Don’t worry about it... please...
Rob: I can’t just ignore it... It pissed me off that he would say th....
[Zelda looks up at Rob, still that piercing hurt shining through her deep blue eyes, the sight of which just feels Rob with even more anger. She bites down on her bottom lip before...]
Zelda: You wanna have sex with me?
[Rob is thrown back by the question a little, he can’t seem to muster out an answer, he just nods his head and mumbles.]
Rob: uh huh.
Zelda: Right now?
Rob: Uh huh.
[Zelda gently flips her head to the side, pointing it in the direction of their car positioned in the personless parking garage that they are currently standing in. She grabs Rob’s hand and drags him towards the parked car now, doing whatever it takes to take her mind off what was said and preventing herself from having to discuss it any further and we fade to black.]