Post by Rob Diamond on Aug 22, 2011 15:47:33 GMT -6
"I'M BACK BABY! AND YOU BITCHES BETTER BE READY!"
Bam and just like that the nightmare known as the Infamous Rob Diamond is back in nCw ladies and gentlemen and he is ready to rip some ass like his last name were Zane!
Zing!
Oh and you damn right I'm inner monologuing baby, see, I want all you little mfer's out there to feel every moment with me, live every second with me, be a part of me in both a very emotional and sexual way. DDK BE DAMNED!
I'm doing the banging around here from now on.
And as I step through the curtain backstage I can literally feel the excitement, the animosity, the ***damn jealousy rise as this every loving mug looks around at his adoring fans and his beloved critics.
"Sup bitches?"
The flash photography goes crazy as everyone tries to get a shot of me. I know I say this allot but I mean come on, it's so freaking awesome being Rob Diamond. I mean, if half of you little maggots got the sort of pampered attention I got for just being an asshole you'd be amazed.
"Rob Diamond! Rob Diamond! Can I get a quick interview!?"
Ahhh, Chad Lights, I missed him while I was "away".
"Hey Robby, maybe we could sit down somewhere private and talk?"
Carly Robins, if I wasn't nailing the most desirable woman on the planet I might consider tag teaming her with Bates... Steve Bates that is, we all know Kris is gay.
"Rob! Hey Rob!"
What the? Is that a garden gnome?
"ROB! ROB! HEY ROB! LOOK OVER HERE!"
I didn't know black people came in extra small?
"Dunn, get out of here, Rob Diamond doesn't want to talk to you, not when he has me to look at."
"Dammit Carly, Leonard told me if I didn't get a good interview he'd fire me!"
I step in, the good person that I am.
"Uh, he can't fire you... ?"
"Dunn... Jason Dunn... We used to hang out when you were a super villain..."
"OHHHH YEAH!!! I don't remember you... Must be one of the little people."
I nudge Carly and wink.
"But yeah, he totally can't fire you, your the only black guy on the roster."
Dunn takes a moment and thinks about it then fist pumps.
"Affirmative action rules!"
"Yeah, I'm sure it does. Now I understand you all have some questions for me, well it just so happens I set up a podium down the hall in the conference room."
I like to think ahead.
"If y'all don't mind following me that a way, we can get this **** started."
Scene swipe and I'm standing behind my sick ass custom podium complete with a giant banner of my eye liner loving face behind me. Carly sits cross legged before me, bending slightly forward to show me a little... Hehe.... Chad sits next to her like a pencil neck geek not even looking and that black guy is totally leaning over her shoulder trying to get a peek. There's a bunch of other dirt sheet loving losers here to, a Brad Melner or something and some other guy from WrestlersIncorporated.com or something.
****ing dirt sheets.
Anyway, I clear my throat and look out at my adoring crowd and smile.
"First question."
They all raise their hands like idiots and jump up and down but I'm obviously picking the one with the bouncing twins on her chest.
"Rob, you made your intentions pretty clear on Collision tonight as to why you are back but tell me, after everything that has happened between you and Mr. Fox is there more than just revenge on your mind?"
One has to wonder if someone feeds her the good questions or if there really is a brain underneath all that sexy.
"Carly, nothing is that simple. I'm back for a lot of reasons, two of which are Jimmy Zane and Lex Sense, but outside of that... Let's just say it's too early for me to walk away from this company, I haven't finished what I started. Know what I'm saying?"
"What are you saying?"
Oh, nice one Dunn.
"I'm saying I've been a part of nCw since year one, I've clawed and climbed and struggled my way to the top of this mountain and you know what? I ain't ready to just walk away yet. My name isn't Jimmy Zane, I don't run away when the going gets tough. Not anymore."
Congrats on not quiting yet, BTW.
"I'm sure there is more to that story than just a will to keep fighting Mr. Diamond?"
"Well Chad, honestly, I went and talked to Angel, the man Lex Sense tried to brutally destroy during his hall of fame ceremony and do you know what he had to say?"
They all lean forward, note books in hand, not the paper kind retards, the small lap top kind... Freaking idiots, gotta tell you everything.
"He said you can't ever escape wrestling, not when it's in your blood, and if I quit nCw here and now in the prime of my career... I'd never be able to forgive myself... And I thought about it... He was right. I wouldn't be able to because right here, right now, I'm still one of if not the hottest commodity going in nCw, I'm still one of the most feared name's in this company, and I am still kicking ass and taking names baby! So why walk away? Why give up on this legacy when it's just getting started? So I gotta start from the bottom again? I gotta work my way back up because Fox is a douchebag?"
Slight grin.
"Good, I loved kicking all your mid card hugging asses the first time around and I'll be more than happy to do it again. And my rise back to the top of nCw starts THIS Sunday at Nothing to Lose when two men who literally have nothing to lose step in the ring with the reigning tag team champs and bring them crashing back down to reality."
You ready for this?
"This is Rob Diamond's world and y'all are just living in it."
Ya damn right.
"Speaking of your opponents, Jimmy Zane was very out spoken after your seeming departure from the company, we were all under the impression that the original four members of Infamous were very close?"
"I thought so too Carly. See the thing about being Infamous is you gotta do something everybody hates you for. People hate Kristoff because the mother trucker beats everyone's ass whether your a man, a woman or child and don't you dream of messing up his eggs."
Best promo video ever.
"Ace? I could go on for years why Ace is Infamous, he has to be the single most hated man in all of nCw for no other reason than he can talk most mortal men into a corner with a couple of puns."
Good thing I'm no mortal...
"Steve Awesome? Man, his list is as big as mine, that's why he's currently a card carrying member of the sickest tag team on the face of the planet."
I miss our adventures... Where are you Steve?
"And then there was Jimmy Zane... A man who was hated in-spite of his talent, in-spite of his charisma, in-spite of everything he brought to the table, he was perfect for our little group back in the day... But he ****ed up."
Big time.
"When this company, which he has publicly stated on SEVERAL occasions decided to douche me over hard, was Jimmy Zane there to defend me? NO! He saw an opportunity to get some free press and took a pot shot at his supposed friend because I walked away from the table... I walked away..."
This feels like it should be funny... It's not.
"YOU'VE QUIT FOUR TIMES!"
And I hold up four fingers to represent that.
"And you wanna criticize me for walking away when I had a legitimate reason for quitting? And what the hell was your reason?"
I lower three digits.
"One, Gib wouldn't sleep with you?"
Come on, I had to... Two digits.
"Two, no matter who your father was no one cared?"
Three digits.
"Three, YOUR JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH?!"
Fist pound the podium.
"Lets roll with three because that's the only option that explains all of your little girly hissy fits over the years, PAL! Sure, it must seem like favoritism to a guy who can't hold a candle to a single member of the hall of fame let alone whomever the world champion is at any given time. THAT MUST BE THE REASON LITTLE JIMMY NEVER GETS PICKED FOR THE KICK BALL GAMES!"
Awwww.
"Surely it has nothing to do with your complete and utter lack of focus, drive and determination. Hell, you don't even have the balls to stick with a gimmick long enough to see it through let alone a respectable title reign. I mean Jim, come on buddy, how is anyone supposed to take you seriously when your answer to climbing the ladder in nCw is plastic surgery and a new birth certificate?"
Hmmmmm?
"Listen Jim, I like you man, we were boys back in the old Infamous days and I enjoyed running with you... The only problem with the good old days is the rest of us, Kris, Ace and myself... WE GOT BETTER! We stood up to the adversity, we stood up to the people who put us down, WE STOOD UP AND MADE EVERYONE ELSE SIT THE **** DOWN! And where were you?"
I look at the morons sitting in front of me and they all look away because UWA is a no no word.
"I was here Jimmy. I was fighting for what I believe in. I was making a name for myself as something more than a suicidal failure and a super villain. I dropped the campy gimmick and I gritted my teeth through the hard times and I rammed my boot down the throats of every single son of a bitch who said I'd never be the World Champion of nCw. You wanna ridicule me for walking away from nCw? Ok. Go for it. Right after you hit your FIRST one year anniversary with the company. ****tard!"
Through it all I just smirked, I love Jimmy Zane, no doubt, but sometimes he don't think so well. At some point or another Chad stood up and scratched his chin.
"As for Lex Sense, you made it pretty clear that you were out for blood earlier tonight when it came to him, was Angel really that close to you?"
I think about it for a second, I remember all the times that mother lover pushed me and pushed me and pushed me... I remember how badly he wanted to see me make it here... I remember how he looked out for me even after his relationship with Shelly went to hell...
"Angel is like a brother to me... He's family."
And I know, past history would show that I don't get along with my brother, hold the remarks.
"You don't ever mess with a man's family... Lex."
The smile fades away as I look past the little piss ants and right into the camera.
"Inside that ring, between the bells, it's anything goes. I'm all for ending a man's career if it means I get a step ahead in the rankings or an inch closer to the world title..."
My eye twitches as I feel the rage slowly cresting.
"But afterward... What you did... That's what a coward would do. You couldn't end Angel's career in that ring, IN his signature match. Hell, the psycho was up and running the next week in an EQUALLY dangerous match with three of the toughest mothers this company has to offer, he basically flipped you the bird after the beating you gave him. He brushed you off like the painted up piece of garbage that you are. And you snapped."
We all go a little mad sometimes... I remember someone saying that.
"You went out there and you ruined that man's moment in the sun, a moment he'd been fighting for his whole career, you took it away."
My nails dig into the podium.
"You feel good about yourself Lex? Huh? You feel like the big man on campus now? Just like when you took a dump on my dead girl friend's grave or when Maniac gifted you the Honor title? You feel like you actually accomplished something?"
I can imagine the smug look on his face now.
"You are a punk bitch!"
Yeah it's a pretty simple insult, but he's a pretty simple guy.
"And honestly Lex your initial glamor has worn off. I've already exposed you for the over hyped painted up bitch that you are. I've already shown the whole entire world there is nothing to fear when it comes to Lex Sense because when it comes right down to it, he crumbles. All those little cracks in his psyche open up wide and the man comes to pieces. So tell me Sense, whats your plan for me? Gonna go after Zelda again? Gonna come and get me in the showers or sneak into my hotel room with your boy Zane? COME AND GET ME! Because I'm not afraid of you or Zane. And honestly Lex, if you wanna play that game, I'm down. See, once you make a man's family a target all bets are off."
The image of Angel basically being broken in half replays in my head.
"You've made my family a target before and we saw how well that played out for you, so what happens Lex when the tables are turned?"
A few raised eyebrows.
"Because I've been paying attention and I've caught a glimpse of the man behind the paint..."
Slowly I reach down.
"And he's just as much of a ****ing coward as I thought."
And I raise a framed picture, within it are two children who look slightly familiar.
"Look familiar Lex?"
In my other hand is a picture of a woman and a man at a wedding, smiling, laughing, the man looks slightly like a younger Lex Sense.
"I bet they do."
I whip both pictures onto the ground shattering the glass and the frames.
"ALL BETS ARE OFF ASSHOLE!"
I knock over my little podium and step forward and right into the camera.
"Let's see what happens when Lex Sense finds out exactly how much he has to lose."
I push past the camera and nearly knock the guy down as I make for the door. My phone rings as I go over everything in my head... Did I go to far? Or not far enough? I answer.
"Hey, what's up?
"-------"
I nod my head and smile.
"Good, I'm glad you found them."
"--------"
"No, not yet. Let him sweat a little."
"-------"
"Yeah well, I didn't get to where I am by playing nice. Bout time these mother lovers remembered that."
I hang up and put the phone back in my pocket and just think about how sweet this particular brand of revenge is going to taste. However the little play in my head is interrupted by Wes Fox standing in the door way.
"My father would like to speak with you."
"Yeah, I thought he would."
Smirk.
*Fade*
Bam and just like that the nightmare known as the Infamous Rob Diamond is back in nCw ladies and gentlemen and he is ready to rip some ass like his last name were Zane!
Zing!
Oh and you damn right I'm inner monologuing baby, see, I want all you little mfer's out there to feel every moment with me, live every second with me, be a part of me in both a very emotional and sexual way. DDK BE DAMNED!
I'm doing the banging around here from now on.
And as I step through the curtain backstage I can literally feel the excitement, the animosity, the ***damn jealousy rise as this every loving mug looks around at his adoring fans and his beloved critics.
"Sup bitches?"
The flash photography goes crazy as everyone tries to get a shot of me. I know I say this allot but I mean come on, it's so freaking awesome being Rob Diamond. I mean, if half of you little maggots got the sort of pampered attention I got for just being an asshole you'd be amazed.
"Rob Diamond! Rob Diamond! Can I get a quick interview!?"
Ahhh, Chad Lights, I missed him while I was "away".
"Hey Robby, maybe we could sit down somewhere private and talk?"
Carly Robins, if I wasn't nailing the most desirable woman on the planet I might consider tag teaming her with Bates... Steve Bates that is, we all know Kris is gay.
"Rob! Hey Rob!"
What the? Is that a garden gnome?
"ROB! ROB! HEY ROB! LOOK OVER HERE!"
I didn't know black people came in extra small?
"Dunn, get out of here, Rob Diamond doesn't want to talk to you, not when he has me to look at."
"Dammit Carly, Leonard told me if I didn't get a good interview he'd fire me!"
I step in, the good person that I am.
"Uh, he can't fire you... ?"
"Dunn... Jason Dunn... We used to hang out when you were a super villain..."
"OHHHH YEAH!!! I don't remember you... Must be one of the little people."
I nudge Carly and wink.
"But yeah, he totally can't fire you, your the only black guy on the roster."
Dunn takes a moment and thinks about it then fist pumps.
"Affirmative action rules!"
"Yeah, I'm sure it does. Now I understand you all have some questions for me, well it just so happens I set up a podium down the hall in the conference room."
I like to think ahead.
"If y'all don't mind following me that a way, we can get this **** started."
Scene swipe and I'm standing behind my sick ass custom podium complete with a giant banner of my eye liner loving face behind me. Carly sits cross legged before me, bending slightly forward to show me a little... Hehe.... Chad sits next to her like a pencil neck geek not even looking and that black guy is totally leaning over her shoulder trying to get a peek. There's a bunch of other dirt sheet loving losers here to, a Brad Melner or something and some other guy from WrestlersIncorporated.com or something.
****ing dirt sheets.
Anyway, I clear my throat and look out at my adoring crowd and smile.
"First question."
They all raise their hands like idiots and jump up and down but I'm obviously picking the one with the bouncing twins on her chest.
"Rob, you made your intentions pretty clear on Collision tonight as to why you are back but tell me, after everything that has happened between you and Mr. Fox is there more than just revenge on your mind?"
One has to wonder if someone feeds her the good questions or if there really is a brain underneath all that sexy.
"Carly, nothing is that simple. I'm back for a lot of reasons, two of which are Jimmy Zane and Lex Sense, but outside of that... Let's just say it's too early for me to walk away from this company, I haven't finished what I started. Know what I'm saying?"
"What are you saying?"
Oh, nice one Dunn.
"I'm saying I've been a part of nCw since year one, I've clawed and climbed and struggled my way to the top of this mountain and you know what? I ain't ready to just walk away yet. My name isn't Jimmy Zane, I don't run away when the going gets tough. Not anymore."
Congrats on not quiting yet, BTW.
"I'm sure there is more to that story than just a will to keep fighting Mr. Diamond?"
"Well Chad, honestly, I went and talked to Angel, the man Lex Sense tried to brutally destroy during his hall of fame ceremony and do you know what he had to say?"
They all lean forward, note books in hand, not the paper kind retards, the small lap top kind... Freaking idiots, gotta tell you everything.
"He said you can't ever escape wrestling, not when it's in your blood, and if I quit nCw here and now in the prime of my career... I'd never be able to forgive myself... And I thought about it... He was right. I wouldn't be able to because right here, right now, I'm still one of if not the hottest commodity going in nCw, I'm still one of the most feared name's in this company, and I am still kicking ass and taking names baby! So why walk away? Why give up on this legacy when it's just getting started? So I gotta start from the bottom again? I gotta work my way back up because Fox is a douchebag?"
Slight grin.
"Good, I loved kicking all your mid card hugging asses the first time around and I'll be more than happy to do it again. And my rise back to the top of nCw starts THIS Sunday at Nothing to Lose when two men who literally have nothing to lose step in the ring with the reigning tag team champs and bring them crashing back down to reality."
You ready for this?
"This is Rob Diamond's world and y'all are just living in it."
Ya damn right.
"Speaking of your opponents, Jimmy Zane was very out spoken after your seeming departure from the company, we were all under the impression that the original four members of Infamous were very close?"
"I thought so too Carly. See the thing about being Infamous is you gotta do something everybody hates you for. People hate Kristoff because the mother trucker beats everyone's ass whether your a man, a woman or child and don't you dream of messing up his eggs."
Best promo video ever.
"Ace? I could go on for years why Ace is Infamous, he has to be the single most hated man in all of nCw for no other reason than he can talk most mortal men into a corner with a couple of puns."
Good thing I'm no mortal...
"Steve Awesome? Man, his list is as big as mine, that's why he's currently a card carrying member of the sickest tag team on the face of the planet."
I miss our adventures... Where are you Steve?
"And then there was Jimmy Zane... A man who was hated in-spite of his talent, in-spite of his charisma, in-spite of everything he brought to the table, he was perfect for our little group back in the day... But he ****ed up."
Big time.
"When this company, which he has publicly stated on SEVERAL occasions decided to douche me over hard, was Jimmy Zane there to defend me? NO! He saw an opportunity to get some free press and took a pot shot at his supposed friend because I walked away from the table... I walked away..."
This feels like it should be funny... It's not.
"YOU'VE QUIT FOUR TIMES!"
And I hold up four fingers to represent that.
"And you wanna criticize me for walking away when I had a legitimate reason for quitting? And what the hell was your reason?"
I lower three digits.
"One, Gib wouldn't sleep with you?"
Come on, I had to... Two digits.
"Two, no matter who your father was no one cared?"
Three digits.
"Three, YOUR JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH?!"
Fist pound the podium.
"Lets roll with three because that's the only option that explains all of your little girly hissy fits over the years, PAL! Sure, it must seem like favoritism to a guy who can't hold a candle to a single member of the hall of fame let alone whomever the world champion is at any given time. THAT MUST BE THE REASON LITTLE JIMMY NEVER GETS PICKED FOR THE KICK BALL GAMES!"
Awwww.
"Surely it has nothing to do with your complete and utter lack of focus, drive and determination. Hell, you don't even have the balls to stick with a gimmick long enough to see it through let alone a respectable title reign. I mean Jim, come on buddy, how is anyone supposed to take you seriously when your answer to climbing the ladder in nCw is plastic surgery and a new birth certificate?"
Hmmmmm?
"Listen Jim, I like you man, we were boys back in the old Infamous days and I enjoyed running with you... The only problem with the good old days is the rest of us, Kris, Ace and myself... WE GOT BETTER! We stood up to the adversity, we stood up to the people who put us down, WE STOOD UP AND MADE EVERYONE ELSE SIT THE **** DOWN! And where were you?"
I look at the morons sitting in front of me and they all look away because UWA is a no no word.
"I was here Jimmy. I was fighting for what I believe in. I was making a name for myself as something more than a suicidal failure and a super villain. I dropped the campy gimmick and I gritted my teeth through the hard times and I rammed my boot down the throats of every single son of a bitch who said I'd never be the World Champion of nCw. You wanna ridicule me for walking away from nCw? Ok. Go for it. Right after you hit your FIRST one year anniversary with the company. ****tard!"
Through it all I just smirked, I love Jimmy Zane, no doubt, but sometimes he don't think so well. At some point or another Chad stood up and scratched his chin.
"As for Lex Sense, you made it pretty clear that you were out for blood earlier tonight when it came to him, was Angel really that close to you?"
I think about it for a second, I remember all the times that mother lover pushed me and pushed me and pushed me... I remember how badly he wanted to see me make it here... I remember how he looked out for me even after his relationship with Shelly went to hell...
"Angel is like a brother to me... He's family."
And I know, past history would show that I don't get along with my brother, hold the remarks.
"You don't ever mess with a man's family... Lex."
The smile fades away as I look past the little piss ants and right into the camera.
"Inside that ring, between the bells, it's anything goes. I'm all for ending a man's career if it means I get a step ahead in the rankings or an inch closer to the world title..."
My eye twitches as I feel the rage slowly cresting.
"But afterward... What you did... That's what a coward would do. You couldn't end Angel's career in that ring, IN his signature match. Hell, the psycho was up and running the next week in an EQUALLY dangerous match with three of the toughest mothers this company has to offer, he basically flipped you the bird after the beating you gave him. He brushed you off like the painted up piece of garbage that you are. And you snapped."
We all go a little mad sometimes... I remember someone saying that.
"You went out there and you ruined that man's moment in the sun, a moment he'd been fighting for his whole career, you took it away."
My nails dig into the podium.
"You feel good about yourself Lex? Huh? You feel like the big man on campus now? Just like when you took a dump on my dead girl friend's grave or when Maniac gifted you the Honor title? You feel like you actually accomplished something?"
I can imagine the smug look on his face now.
"You are a punk bitch!"
Yeah it's a pretty simple insult, but he's a pretty simple guy.
"And honestly Lex your initial glamor has worn off. I've already exposed you for the over hyped painted up bitch that you are. I've already shown the whole entire world there is nothing to fear when it comes to Lex Sense because when it comes right down to it, he crumbles. All those little cracks in his psyche open up wide and the man comes to pieces. So tell me Sense, whats your plan for me? Gonna go after Zelda again? Gonna come and get me in the showers or sneak into my hotel room with your boy Zane? COME AND GET ME! Because I'm not afraid of you or Zane. And honestly Lex, if you wanna play that game, I'm down. See, once you make a man's family a target all bets are off."
The image of Angel basically being broken in half replays in my head.
"You've made my family a target before and we saw how well that played out for you, so what happens Lex when the tables are turned?"
A few raised eyebrows.
"Because I've been paying attention and I've caught a glimpse of the man behind the paint..."
Slowly I reach down.
"And he's just as much of a ****ing coward as I thought."
And I raise a framed picture, within it are two children who look slightly familiar.
"Look familiar Lex?"
In my other hand is a picture of a woman and a man at a wedding, smiling, laughing, the man looks slightly like a younger Lex Sense.
"I bet they do."
I whip both pictures onto the ground shattering the glass and the frames.
"ALL BETS ARE OFF ASSHOLE!"
I knock over my little podium and step forward and right into the camera.
"Let's see what happens when Lex Sense finds out exactly how much he has to lose."
I push past the camera and nearly knock the guy down as I make for the door. My phone rings as I go over everything in my head... Did I go to far? Or not far enough? I answer.
"Hey, what's up?
"-------"
I nod my head and smile.
"Good, I'm glad you found them."
"--------"
"No, not yet. Let him sweat a little."
"-------"
"Yeah well, I didn't get to where I am by playing nice. Bout time these mother lovers remembered that."
I hang up and put the phone back in my pocket and just think about how sweet this particular brand of revenge is going to taste. However the little play in my head is interrupted by Wes Fox standing in the door way.
"My father would like to speak with you."
"Yeah, I thought he would."
Smirk.
*Fade*