Post by Zelda Knite on May 22, 2011 2:16:27 GMT -6
“Do you still want to do this?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Everybody is starting to give you their opinions on what you should do, people are starting to even mock you over it.”
“What do I care about all that?”
“I’m just saying, it’s not going to be an easy thing...”
“But I have you to be there with me.”
“Yes, and I’m not going anywhere...”
“Then that’s all I need.”
“Why do you ask?”
“Everybody is starting to give you their opinions on what you should do, people are starting to even mock you over it.”
“What do I care about all that?”
“I’m just saying, it’s not going to be an easy thing...”
“But I have you to be there with me.”
“Yes, and I’m not going anywhere...”
“Then that’s all I need.”
[Outside of the hospital where Zelda has been shelved up since Xander knocked her out with one mighty punch we can see Rob Diamond looking distraught, looking desperate, looking like somebody just kicked his dog.]
“Look, this is the last thing I want to do... but I can't think of anywhere else to go... PLEASE help me. I need to see her.”
[We pull out to see Adam Knite standing there with Rob, Adam has his arms crossed in front of him with a very serious look on his face.]
“Why should I?”
“Because I... I need her.”
“I'm not sure that you do.”
“Goddammit just help me get in there to see her! I'm practically begging you here!”
“Look... it's about time we had this talk, before I even think about letting her near you... what are you and her doing?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“YOU and ZELDA, what are YOU TWO doing? My sister is so infatuated with you she suddenly wants to have a baby, and you... you seem to have no problems with it? If you're just using her Rob... I swear...”
“You stop right there... I love your sister, I'm not going to do anything to hurt her.”
“Yeah... why should I believe that? You've said a lot of things that were all just BS since the first time I ever met you Rob.”
“Sydney Zelda Marie Knight; December 30th, 1991; Her favorite color is lime green, not that dark lime green but very bright lime; her favorite movie is Jurassic Park which explains why she loved your gay ass dinosaur gimmick; Everybody thinks she loves the Zelda games but very few people know her favorite game is really Final Fantasy X. Favorite food is pizza with pepperoni and mushrooms preferably; She thinks Earthbound is the most overrated thing ever... well besides the Beatles but for some god awful reason her favorite song is that Aerosmith one from Armageddon and she thinks the absolute best show ever on TV was Pinky and the Brain. Go ahead and ask me anything, there isn't a single thing I don't know about this girl...”
[Adam looks at Rob blankly as he shakes his head back and forth “no.”]
“Nice answers, but any jackass could snipe those off her Facebook page, that doesn't prove ****.”
“What do you want to hear? That her smile is the most contagious thing on this planet? That she has the deepest brightest blue eyes that I've ever seen and could get lost in them for days? That the mole on her right shoulder is adorable, that listening to her trying to cover up her Texas accent makes me grin uncontrollably because it's so damn cute or that the times that I've found her crying in her sleep because of what she's been through just makes me want to hold her and never let go... is that what you want to hear?! How about she's the most important thing in my life?”
“What if I told you I was going to do everything in my power to never let you near my sister again?”
[Rob rears back and punches Adam in the jaw. Adam's head jerks to the side as he holds his mouth and chin in pain, when he recovers he shoots back up and Rob is right in his face.]
“That... then I'd inform you there wasn't a ****ing thing you could do to stop me from being with her.”
“-smiles- Ok, I got a plan... you stay down in the lobby. I’ll give her a chance to scuttle away.”
[Fade Out.]
Trish Newborn...
or should I say, #2.
You know, I think that’s a fitting designation for you, it’s like perfect you know. Since no matter what you do, what you accomplish, no matter what you are able to achieve inside that ring, you’ll always be known as Miss second place to Zelda Knite. You’ll always be in my shadow, because that’s just what you are. You won the world title after me, you became a Young Gun after I ditched them... remember that. I wasn’t kicked out, I wasn’t ditched, I left them, I had out grown the Guns and left them wondering what had went wrong while you went crawling them them on your snake belly begging to be just a little bit more like Zelda.
You’ve always wanted the attention and fame I achieved #2, that’s been painfully obvious since the day you stepped foot into NCW and tried to mimic my every action while the whole time screaming “I don’t like Zelda”, yet here you are trying awfully hard to ride my coattails, but you’ll never be anything like me, because for one thing I’d never lose a one on one singles match to Ashlie Ember. -laughs- That was fun to watch, me and Crystal got a kick out of it, but you know what is even better than that? Watching you say you wished for this match that you hoped for it, It’s funny becasue of that time you sent me that email begging to never face me in a wrestling ring again because I embarrassed you too much.
Cue the Family Guy style cut scene![/i]
[We see Zelda sitting at her MacBook laptop checking her emails, she seems gleefully happy as she scrolls through all her messages that are listed in front of her.]
“You know what... yes I would like to know how to enlarge my penis. Yeah Right... who do I look like? Emma Danielson? DELETE.”
[She continues on deleted all the spam and saving all the emails from her Zombies until she reaches one that catches her eyes.]
“Newborn#1Zombie4Lyf@ZeldasZombies.com?”
[Click]
Dear Zelda,
This is Trish Newborn, and I have a giant favor to ask you...
if it’s ok with you, I’d like to request to never face you again.
You’ve embarrassed me far too many times and I I’d like to
keep my image as a badass but with loses to you and Ashlie
I just can’t anymore, so please stay away so I can save face?
I don’t know how I can recover if I take another loss to you.
Thanks, Love Trish.
PS: Please don’t tell anybody about this.
This is Trish Newborn, and I have a giant favor to ask you...
if it’s ok with you, I’d like to request to never face you again.
You’ve embarrassed me far too many times and I I’d like to
keep my image as a badass but with loses to you and Ashlie
I just can’t anymore, so please stay away so I can save face?
I don’t know how I can recover if I take another loss to you.
Thanks, Love Trish.
PS: Please don’t tell anybody about this.
[Zelda begins giggling to herself when suddenly the sounds of her boyfriend Rob Diamond’s voice breaks, up her girly laughing fit.]
“wow, what a lame ass... that's who they got to replace you in the Guns?”
“Rob why are you wearing a Giant Taco suit?”
“Oh yeah? You think that’s bad... remember when me and Charlie Sheen used to play Twister in Equador?”
[Yes that’s right... we’re doing a Family Guy Style cut scene inside a Family Guy Style cut scene. Got a problem? Wanna fight about it? Well Rob is seen watching a man who looks suspiciously like Charlie Sheen playing Twister with some small brown Equadorian children. “Charlie” makes an awesome right foot green move that has all the children falling down as he he’s twisted up like a pretzel almost. Rob runs up to him ecstatic.]`
“Dude that was awesome! You’re like a wizard or something!”
[We cut back to Zelda and Rob in the Taco Suit. Zelda blankly stares at Rob as our Family Guy style cut scene fades away.]
Ooops I'm sorry, I guess you didn't want that little bit of information to come out. Total accident... I apologize... wait no... I don't, you deserve to have people know the truth. You deserve to have people see you for what you really are. I lying, no good, lousy piece of trash riding on others success because you're not good enough to make a name all on your own.
See Trish, what you’ve always failed to grasp, is that no matter what you do, no matter how many times you compare me to the Roman empire or the maybe even Alexander the Great, that you’ll always be a big #2, the silver medal winner, the runner up at the Miss America pageant. You can scream and throw a little hissyfit until you’re blue in the face talking about your history lessons of the ancient civilization you decided to look up on Wikipedia that week and make a forced analogy about your opponant with it, and you still will never be considered half as good as I am.
How about for once, somebody gives you a history lesson professor... It goes a little something like this; I was the first World champion, I am the 2010 Wrestler of the Year, I’m the first ever Tag Team champion, I am the first female Triple Crown winner, I am the highest paid woman on this roster, and I am constantly in the top billing of every card I’m on, I am undefeated in my last twenty matches, and I’ve never lost to Ashlie Ember. You want to throw some history out there, how about starting there with everything that I’ve done better than you, how about starting by putting a big #2 out beside your name, and no I’m not talking about your flukey 2 reigns as World champion, but the #2 that stands for “I’ll never be as good as Zelda Knite.”
Come on number 2, what do you have in store for me this week? What wise words of wisdom are you going to smack down on my poor ignorant head? Going to copy Mercedes and talk about my lack of high school diploma? Going to maybe throw a few jabs my way about constantly being punched in the face by the men who are closest to me in my life? Maybe even get really creative and mock me because I’m currently trying to get pregnant? Then what? Spin it around to show just how much better you are than I am, how you’re so perfect, how you’re a queen and I’m just a princess right? Well you know what number 2.... this abused twenty year old high school drop out with southern accent and daddy issues who is trying to leave wrestling for nine months... is also the CEO of a billion dollar company and her net worth is more than you’ll ever see in a life time... wow... life’s a bitch huh?
So what now Trish? You’ve already reached into your bag of cliche bad guy tactics and grabbed “Say something outrageous and cruel”, what’s next? You going to call me a toothless inbred redneck because I’m from Texas? How about that ever so popular, talk about ripping my head off and spitting down my neck, that should be nice and unoriginal... almost as if you stole it from Kelly Knite when she said it, which is good, since apparently you’re an expert in that sorta thing.
Face it number two, you’ll never EVER come close to accomplishing what I’ve done here in NCW or heck, life in general. You can list your title reigns, you can talk about your wins and blab on and on about how much you know of ancient history and rob a few more quotes to try and make your promos seem witty and intelligent, you can do whatever you like but the simple fact of the matter is that everything you do will mean you did it for the sole purpose of being second place.
You’ll never reach my status, you’ll never be another Zelda Knite.
I’m better than you...
So tell me how does it feel knowing that everything you've done, and everything you'll ever accomplish, all your hopes, dreams and ambitions have all gone towards, being a big, fat, stinky #2?
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[Zelda stands in front of a mirror looking herself over, she pushes her index finger into her black eye then winces in pain before she pulls back and looks at her face in disgust while rolling her eyes and letting out a long sigh, before she decides to look at the rest of her by spinning around.]
“Would you stop staring at yourself already?”
“Look you spend like half your life looking into a mirror... at least I'm not talking to it.”
“Ouch Z.”
“How do I look?”
“You look fine! With a little makeup nobody will even be able to tell and the swelling will be down before the show so no worries.”
“That's not what I'm talking about you goomba, this...”
[The camera pans out to the point where we can see the pillow Zelda has stuffed the overall's and red Super Mario shirt she's wearing to make her appear to have a big pregnant belly. She bites down playfully on her bottom lip as she does, and spins around again, showing it off to Crystal one more time for her opinion. Crystal giggles at her and shakes her head.]
“Zelda... You look great, adorable really... but...”
“But what?”
“Why are you doing this? You know you’re going to have to take 9 months off wrestling right? We just started EMF...”
“I know Crystal.”
“Then why?”
“It’s just something I want Crystal... it’s what normal people who are madly in love do... they get married, have children and families and live happily ever after....”
“You’re getting married?”
“Has he asked you?”
“no.”
“Then do you think he will? I mean, he could change his mind, turn out he feels like he wasn’t ready for a kid, or just get bored with you... right?”
“Rob wouldn’t do that. He loves me.”
“I don’t doubt that he does right now, but...”
“Crystal please stop, Rob is different he treats me right.”
“I’m just making sure you’re really wanting to do this Zelda... I’m your best friend, just looking out for you.”
“I know, I know. I just wish people would quit asking me that question. It’s gotten so old, when I made up my mind a long time ago, you know.”
“Z, You know I’d love to keep this EMF thing going forever, but it’s whatever makes you happy and if that means for nine months I have to go it alone, then that’s fine by me. Make sure this is really what you want though.”
[Zelda makes her way over to where her friend is sitting on the edge of the bed and takes a seat next to her after pulling the pillow out from under her clothes. She looks down at the floor awfully seriously.]
“Crystal... I just want to do something a normal person would do for once, and now that I’m rich, and have everything in the world to offer to a child... and I really love Rob... I just want this.”
“Then don’t let anybody else influence your decision... just do whatever your heart tells you.”
“Thank you Crystal, but I was doing that anyway... for once... I’ve made up my mind on something... all on my own.”
[We fade out.]
Then there is Roxxxie..oh wonderful big nasty hypocrite Roxxxie...
Hey, am I still a whore?
Tramp?
Slut?
Spoiled brat?
Jerk?
Bitch?
Come on Roxxxie, pick one off your list of 10 generic insults that you always throw out at me? Come on Roxxx sling it my way already you know you want to, you know you’re just dying to get one of those amazing sophisticated barbs at me. What about arrogant? What about self in-titled.... no no no... that’s way too big of a word for you, gotta keep it simple, oh I know, how about... incredible, wait no, can’t use that one either because you’re completely incapable of giving somebody better than you credit for anything, you have to stick with your list of tired old generic ribbings and moronic mud slinging because that’s all you know. It’s all you’re capable of, because God forbid somebody be better than Roxxxie, God forbid somebody else is getting all the attention that Roxxxie craves, because if they do, then they surely must be the sluts or arrogant jerks right? Yeah, whatever.
You’ll excuse me if I don’t take anything you say about me to heart right? I’m sorry but really... what’s the point? You’ve said it all before, heck you’ve said it several times before, again and again you go on and on about how everybody is so much worse of a person than you are, and how much better you are than them... it’s just that nobody takes the words of a former escort and professional penis taker are worth anything. It’s almost like if somebody asked you your thoughts on global warming, sure you might have some well thought out and valid opinions on the subject matter but honestly most people aren’t going to care about what you’re saying because it’s coming out of a hooker’s mouth.
So what is it that you want from me Roxxxie? Do you want me to apologize to you because me and my best friend decided to form a tag team and make NCW more awesome for women competitors? Do you want me to come crawling on my hands and knees begging for your forgiveness because I made a choice with MY life? Should I say I’m sorry for having a lot of success in wrestling and causing people to talk about me all the time? What? Come on Mrs. Has-all-the-answers you surely must know why you can’t stand me, why you hate my guts, why you can’t stand the sight of me.. lets hear it.
Forget it, you want to know I think... no what I know what the reason is, it’s because you’re freaking jealous of me and what I’ve been able to do here. You’re made because in under a year I was headlining NCW pay per views, in under a year I was the most popular wrestler in the company, in under a year I was the one who was capturing every headline, my name was on everybody’s lips and when you got here nobody cared, you were just another victim set up to fail against Zelda Knite. You’re jealous of me, you wish you were half the star that I am and you wish that somebody half as sweet and amazing as Rob is would give you a snowballs chance in hell.
The only people you can get are guys looking to score an easy notch on their bedposts, moronic midgets who steal my move names and low lifes. Trent turned you down, Ander just can’t get anybody else and then Simon just looking for some drunken fun, so tell me... who is the slut here? Oh right, the methed up hooker, she couldn’t possibly be the company whore, it must be the twenty year old kid who has the stable boyfriend and has been in love with both the men she’s slept with... I’m sorry that I have people hitting on me all the time Roxxxie and barely anybody will touch your AIDS infested butt, but that’s just how it goes when you’re the cute spunky video game nerd compared to the drug addicted former prostitute. No need to be jealous, that’s just the way things are.
I tried respecting you because I thought you had a great attitude, but you still threw the slut name at me, I helped you rid the company of Peaches and Kreme, I stood by your side and fought because I had that level of respect, I had that belief that you were a good, strong, person... but because I try to have a little fun, because I try to live my life not caring what anybody thinks about me, the very same reasons I told you I respected you, you want throw all you’re petty little names at me that you can in some stupid attempt to make yourself seem superior.
but go right ahead and keep on doing what you do.
Keep calling me all the silly names that make absolutely no sense...
Keep pretending that you’re just as good as I am or that you’re anywhere in my league...
And me? I’ll just keep on proving that I’m the best...
I’ll keep on proving that this is my legend...
I’ll keep proving that I’m better than every single one of you.
Because that’s what I do.
“It feels so good to be back in your arms...”
“I missed you too, I tried everything to get to see you.”
“I know... thank you, thank you for being there.”
“I will never, not be there when you need me.”
“Rob... you’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me...”
“I won’t be for long.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“When you have our baby, that will be the greatest thing that’s ever happened to both of us.”
“-choked up- I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“I missed you too, I tried everything to get to see you.”
“I know... thank you, thank you for being there.”
“I will never, not be there when you need me.”
“Rob... you’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me...”
“I won’t be for long.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“When you have our baby, that will be the greatest thing that’s ever happened to both of us.”
“-choked up- I love you.”
“I love you too.”