Post by Rob Diamond on Apr 11, 2011 22:01:52 GMT -6
Todd Williams beat me...
I guess this means suicide again for me. Oh well, at least now when Alex Jones makes that joke again it will at least be fresh and new as opposed to tired and dated...
LIKE HIS WHOLE CAREER.
Actually, I'm not all that mad, not even bitter really. See, if I were a lesser person, like Alex Jones, I'd point out the fact that there was some distraction and I was caught unawares. HOWEVER I in fact have a ball sack between my legs and can admit the little son of bitch got the better of me. And that is why today's promo is brought to you via inner monologue because I'm off to give Todd a piece of my mind.
I'd love to give you a mental picture of what Todd is doing right now as I head to his locker room, maybe packing his bags, possibly admiring his new title or maybe even just gazing at his enormous black...
*Knocks*
[/color]I guess this means suicide again for me. Oh well, at least now when Alex Jones makes that joke again it will at least be fresh and new as opposed to tired and dated...
LIKE HIS WHOLE CAREER.
Actually, I'm not all that mad, not even bitter really. See, if I were a lesser person, like Alex Jones, I'd point out the fact that there was some distraction and I was caught unawares. HOWEVER I in fact have a ball sack between my legs and can admit the little son of bitch got the better of me. And that is why today's promo is brought to you via inner monologue because I'm off to give Todd a piece of my mind.
I'd love to give you a mental picture of what Todd is doing right now as I head to his locker room, maybe packing his bags, possibly admiring his new title or maybe even just gazing at his enormous black...
*Knocks*
"One sec."
Totally looking at his di-
"Can I help you?"
"Sup."
Todd looks a little shocked to see me standing here all sexy, even raises his fists like we're gonna throw down. Aww look at him, all ready to fight me, he so cute.
"Relax man, I'm not here to fight."
"Really?"
"Uhh, yeah. I actually wanted to talk to you."
"No seriously, your not just gonna kick me in the balls and laugh are you, cause if you are I'd rather just know."
Is that seriously what people think of me? Good. They should.
"Look man, I just wanted to say there's no hard feelings. A win is a win and at the end of the day you took advantage of the situation just like I would of and there ain't nothing to be ashamed of."
"Wow... Kinda weird hearing that from the guy who said he'd kill me for his buddy."
*Shrugs*[/color]
"What can I say man... Besides, I'm pretty sure your smarter than to get in Steve's way anyways."
"Thanks?"
"Anytime... Well, have fun being champion and do me a favor."
"Whats that?"
You know what I love best about me? My glorious smile. That's why I show it off like a drunk chick's tits on spring break.
"Deport that Euro trash all the way back to his dick looking country where he belongs. I goddam hate foreigners."
FIST BUMP!!!!!!!
"You got it."
And like that I'm out... What? Were you expecting me to whine and cry like a baby over some split mile like my boy Jones? Were you expecting some wall punching and death threats like a certain Kane? Maybe I should go lay out some women or something because hey, if Falcon and Lex can do it when things don't go their way I should be able to too.
Sorry, homey don't play that and to be honest I've got something much bigger in mind than the X Championship. Don't get me wrong, gold is gold and any belt you can hold is worth fighting for but this week... This week I've got a shot at the big time...
The nCw World Championship.
No lie, I've got goosebumps. This match is something I've been dreaming about since the first day I saw Hulk Hogan drop that atomic leg drop across the throat of Mark "I should be dead" Callaway. And to be facing off against Falcon for that belt, say what you will but I wouldn't have it any other way.
See, Falcon and I have a bit of a history here. From perfect strangers to best friends to bitter rivals. We've definitely taken our pound of flesh from one another and it's like a dream come true to be facing him for that world title he so recently obtained, a title he obtained thanks to the ever so convenient assistance of my girl friend, Zelda Knite.
Your welcome Kyle.
Your standing here today with that trinket on your shoulder simply so I can take it from you. It must feel real good knowing your whole reign is based on the intention of me laying your ass out. Honestly, when Zelda told me her little plan, I wasn't terribly happy with it. I mean, I hate you, don't get me wrong, but what she was talking about seemed like over kill. But the more I thought about it, the more I pictured this Sunday in my mind, the more I imagined what it would be like to make you tap for dear life one more time with that world title on the line...
I couldn't resist.
Besides, what she did, it couldn't of happened to a more deserving person. Face it man, at the end of the day, despite all your heroics, your a bigger scum bag than I'll ever be. I know what your thinking, it's the same old song and dance from you. You tried to help her... By hitting her. You tried to help everyone... By hitting them. You were just doing what you thought was right... By hitting people in the face. You did what you had to do to protect the integrity of the promotion you love.
With your firsts.
I get it man, you can shut up already.
Personally I'm tired of the excuses for why you hit her Kyle and between you and me, you need to get the f*ck off the rag already man, she left you like six months ago...
It's starting to get depressing.
And to tell you the truth I'm getting real damn tired of you claim that the world title doesn't mean anything to you and your more of a champion without it than you are with it.
Is my name Forest Gump?
THAT BELT IS NEW CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING!
That belt is the only reason any of us are even here today. And for you to stand there as the pinnacle of our profession and claim the belt she gift wrapped to you on a silver platter is meaningless to you after all you did to pry it away from Velez....
IS RIDICULOUS.
Straight up, your an idiot for even trying to make that make sense. You can't honestly tell me you look at that belt and feel nothing. You can't stand there, world title around your waist and tell me it's a meaningless fifteen pounds of gold and leather...
That belt... It's the only reason I'm even here, Kyle.
And I want you to know that.
I want you to understand that.
Because that belt represents everything I've been fighting for. It's my validation, my vindication, it's the very reason for my existence as a wrestler, and if your going to stand there as our champion spewing lies about the world title...
Then you didn't deserve it in the first place.
Say what you want Kyle, I'm vain, I'm selfish, I'm everything wrong with today's generation of wrestlers...
Check "D" for all of the above.
I don't care, it's true. I am only here for the world title because the world title is the only goddam thing that matters. You've said it a hundred times Kyle, it means your the best right now. And right now?
I'm the f*cking best.
No one on this roster even comes close to Rob Diamond. Not Alex Jones, not Adam Knite, not Xander Famularo, not even you. I've out wrestled, out performed and out classed every single man I've stepped in the ring with since I returned. Forget about last week, everybody loses and besides what doesn't kill me only makes me stronger.
But you know that already Kyle.
So what do you have to say? What sage like advice do you have for me this week?
Save it. Despite what you like to believe Kyle, I heard everything you ever had to say to me. I get it, you want everyone to be the best damn wrestler they can be...
Take a look Kyle...
I'm only getting better.
Meanwhile, you peeked. You've seen your best days. And while you may be better than three quarters of the roster on your worst day... Your not even close to Rob Diamond on your best day and it's about damn time you and the rest of nCw realized that. What was it you and Angel used to tell everyone?
Now is the time?
Yeah, it used to be your time. It used to be Angel's and Adam's and Gibber's too...
But now?
It's all mine.
Suck it.
"Rob?"
Hold up, Zelda just peeked her cute little head into my locker room where I've been silently admiring my reflection while inner monologuing the **** out of Falcon.
"Whats going on Z?"
She looks a bit timid.
"You alright? Your neck still bothering you from Sense earlier? I told you, I'll gun that mother down if you want."
She giggles, I love when she giggles, she's so damn adorable. Too bad Falcon punched her in the mouth, other wise he'd probably be admiring her cute smile right now instead of sulking in a boiler room petting his pet rat... Loser.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Besides, Lex hits like a girl."
"Well the offer still stands."
"Rob..."
Z bites down on her lip... She only does that for one of three reasons... Climax... Nervous... Embarassed...
"I'm late."
Huh?
"What are you talking about, it's like 11:30 PM, what the hell are you late for?"
Silly.
"No Rob... My Aunt Flow, she's late."
"You don't have an Aunt Flow..."
I think. Hey, why does she look so mad?
"Ahhh!!! I HAVEN'T GOTTEN MY PERIOD!"
"Oh..."
Wait.... What.... That means....
"Ohh.... OHHHHHHH!!!!! Seriously?"
"Yeah, it should of been here Thursday."
"But we... You know... It was wrapped..."
Right? I totally wrapped it.
"Yeah... Every time except that first time in the plane... Remember? You were supposed to stop at the store, then you were supposed to... You know... pull out."
"......"
"SAY SOMETHING!"
"Your sure it's mine?"
*SMACK!*[/color]
"IT AIN'T KYLE'S! Look, there is still a chance it's just late and I'll get it, so no need to panic... But I wanted to tell you just in case... And we should probably keep this between us."
"I'd love to but uhhh..."
Points at camera.
"Your on candid camera?"
"Daddy is going to kill you..."
"Can he wait until after Sovereign?"
Life Starts now...[/center]