Post by Rob Diamond on Oct 25, 2011 17:05:23 GMT -6
"**** honor."
{ Open on what most would describe as a condescending grin but Rob lovingly calls the sexiest damn smile on the planet. }
"There, I said it. Now I feel better."
{ He breathes a sigh of relief. }
"You know, I'm glad I've got that monkey off my back so now we can dispel any of those nasty rumors that I give a rat's ass about the Internationals or their desire for a fair fight. There are no fair fights boys."
{ Rob sorta half frowns and shrugs his shoulders. }
"Sorry guys, I know you like to view this world as black and white, but life isn't fair. Why should I be?"
{ He waits for a legitimate answer but, as per usual, nobody has a good one. }
"It's not fair that I have more money than god but their are starving children in some country I can' t pronounce. It's not fair that I get rewarded with tits and ass and cash by doing something some people do to survive in other lands. It's not fair that I'm so goddam good at what I do that most days it seems like I hardly put in any effort at all to beat the people I'm facing."
{ If that last remark hurt your vagina then he was talking about you. }
"It's not fair that I have to listen to a couple of **** tards like yourselves tell me what I do and don't deserve after everything I've done in my career."
{ Faux tears of sadness. }
"But that's life kiddies. Your not going to hear me bitch about it. I'm not going to run away and try to kill myself... again... Because a couple of no name idiots from another country don't think I deserve the tag team titles. I'm going to lace up my boots like I do every other week, walk out to that ring and beat the living hell out of you for a nominal fee."
{ He smiles to himself, realizing how awesome it is being Rob Diamond. }
"And your pathetic pleas for fairness and honor and respect are going to fall on deaf ears because frankly. **** you guys and what you stand for. I didn't get into this business because I wanted to be some honorable whack job who can't carry his weight in the ring. I got into this business to kick some ass and look good doing it! And hey, if you don't like me or what I do, then stop me."
{ It's that easy. }
"Don't whine and cry and bitch and moan. Don't pull a Ricky Johnson and tell me how unbiased the decision making process around here is. Don't sit on your goddam hands while presumed injustice is happening. DO SOMETHING! You want change in nCw? You want a new era of honor? You want a damn revolution? START IT! Be the damned catalyst instead of another one of the freaking sheep! Because all I'm hearing from you two is exactly the same crap I'm hearing from half the nCw roster."
{ He takes a deep breath, pushes up his nose and proceeds to use his high pitched nerd voice. }
"It's so unfair around here! Only Leonard's favorites ever get shots! Your a cheater! You cheat! WAH WAH WAH!!!!!"
{ Nerd act dropped, bad assery resumed. }
"Grow the **** up."
{ You love it. }
"You want to be the best? Beat the best. You want the tag team titles? ****ing take 'em. Don't lecture me about me and my life. Don't act like your all high and mighty. I'm a former WORLD CHAMPION! I'm a two time Tag Team Champion, I'm the LONGEST reigning X-Division Champion and male singles champion WE HAVE EVER HAD! So obviously, what I'm doing, legal or otherwise, WORKS!"
{ Cannot argue facts, no matter how hard you try... Liberals. }
"And if it ain't broke, don't fix it. The way I get it done in the ring has served me pretty damn well boys, so you better be ready to deal with all the ball shots and Falcon like roll ups while using the ropes you can handle because baby, I'm bringing my 'A' game."
{ His "A" game being a laundry list of underhanded tactics. }
"I have always been honest about how I get it done in the ring. Never have I made the claim that I am anything but a low down dirty bastard. And just because you two whine about injustice doesn't mean I'm going to change. I'm coming at you like I've come at everyone else who told me I didn't deserve something I had. I'm coming at you just as hard, just as strong, just as determined to see you filthy foreigners humiliated as I've come at everyone else. So I guess we'll see who wins out in the end boys. Respect and Honor? Or a ball shot and a Diamond Cutter?"
{ I'm going with the more tried and true method, fyi. }
"Either which way, you can both SUCK IT!"
{ Crotch chop and your brains explode all over the television set... But shortly after that happens we fade in on Rob, Zelda, Andrew and Steve all chilling in the living room of Diamond, playing some x-box. Well, everyone except Steve is playing x-box, he's well into his third beer. }
"Dude, slow down man, I wanna have some beer later too."
"*Belch* Meh."
{ Steve crushes the beer against his head and drops it on the ground. Zelda takes her eyes off "Batman: Arkham City" for a second to glare at Steve. }
"HEY!"
{ Steve, almost magically produces another beer. }
"Sup?"
"I get the depression, but don't trash our home!"
{ Half the new beer almost gone. }
"Meh."
{ And he finishes that one and drops it on the ground. Rob tosses his controller to Andy who has been waiting very patiently. }
"Sweet!"
{ Rob gets up off the love seat with Zelda and plops down on the couch between Andy and Steve. }
"Steve, man, you all right?"
"How do I look?"
{ He pops the tab on another beer. }
"Honestly?"
"Yeah."
"Like Bates before he came out of the closest."
{ Andrew and Zelda snicker at Steve's expense. }
"Well sorry Rob but the love of my life walked out on me and I'm little upset about it!"
{ He threw back the rest of that beer. }
"And then I gotta come here and see you-"
{ He points at Rob and then Zelda. }
"All snugly and happy and it just ticks me off more!"
"Dude, relax."
"I mean, the two of you are like the picture perfect couple! Even though you wouldn't even be together if it wasn't for that bet!"
{ Zelda's head snaps to the side as she looks from Rob to Steve, Rob avoids her gaze. }
"What bet?"
"Uh-oh."
{ Andy slides off the side of the couch and gets out of the line of fire. }
"WHAT BET!?"
"The one Rob and Brad and I made over who could nail you first."
{ The color drains from Zelda's face as her eyes lock very coldly onto Rob. }
"Tell me he's just being a drunk idiot?"
{ Rob doesn't even look at Zelda as she rises from her seat, fists clenched. }
"You never told her? Whoops."
"YOU ASSHOLE!"
{ Rob jumps off the couch like he's about to kill Steve. }
"I'M GONNA K-"
*SMACK*
{ Zelda' controller smashes against the side of Rob's head. }
"GET OUT!"
{ Rob turns, the anger toward Steve shrinks as he goes to plead with Zelda to listen. }
"Zee-"
"I don't want to hear it Rob!"
"But-"
"Just go."
{ Steve stands up, fresh beer in hand and pats his buddy on the back. }
"I hate women. Come on, let's go to the strip club, first lap dance is on me."
{ Rob turns and just shoves the drunken Steve back down onto the couch then storms out of his own home as Zelda's anger melts and she falls to her knees on the floor, head in her hands. Andy comes back from where ever he was hiding and kneels next to her. }
"Zee-"
"Go, both of you. I need to be alone."
{ Steve shrugs, grabs the rest of Rob's beer and heads out. Andy hesitates but eventually follows Steve out the door... Fade.}
"I worked hard to be where I'm at today. You look at everything I've accomplished and try to put some twisted spin on it. Like some how I was handed this. Like some how I didn't work as hard as everyone else."
"**** you."
"I worked harder than anyone. You think what I have came easy? You think simple ball shots and crotch chops were enough to put me over? No. It's not that easy. If every man with a Ric Flair complex could get over by cheating his way to the world title then there wouldn't be an honest soul left in wrestling."
"I put in more blood, sweat and tears than the two of you combined. I wrestled in back yards, gyms and VFW's all over this country. I wrestled from coast to coast, earned my stripes and went through more hell than you could possibly imagine. My brother was a legend in this business, a living nightmare, and it was my burden to not only live up to him, but to surpass him."
"I didn't do that as easily as you'd like to think."
"I overcame the odds. I defeated every single person that stood in my way. Every challenge was met. I've faced some of the biggest names in the business today and I've beaten them. I've taken our World Champion to his very limits and pinned his shoulders to the mat. I've wrestled our current Gladiator and Road to the Gold winner more than once and put him on his ass every time. I am, beyond a shadow of a doubt one of the best wrestlers in this business today and that's WHEN I play by the rules."
"But when it comes to people like you, people I could beat without batting an eye lash, I'd rather make you look like fools then give you what you want."
"You never stood a chance, sorry if that's not fair."
"Take it up with someone who gives a ****."
{ Rob storms down the walk way as Steve hurries along to catch him. }
"Hey man liste-"
*SMACK*
{ Rob's fist crashed into the side of Steve's face, our drunken world champion stumbled but did not fall. }
"I probably deserved that but listen man. **** HER!"
{ Rob's eyes became such tiny little slits it was hard to tell if they were open. }
"I love her."
"So?"
"And you may have just ruined that."
"Thank me after we get some hookers."
{ Rob, in an extremely agitated way, cracks his neck. Andy runs up behind them both and grabs Steve by the shoulder. }
"Hey man, I think you better leave Rob alone."
"Son, listen."
"No, you listen, before Rob does something he's going to regret."
{ Steve looks back to Rob and possibly has a moment of clarity about the whole situation then shrugs. }
"Catch you losers later. WORLD CHAMP! SUCK IT!"
{ And he stumbles off down the side walk. Rob lets his anger go and just looks at Andy, a man who in the past had been one of his most hated rivals. }
"What the hell do I do now?"
{ Fade. }
{ Open on what most would describe as a condescending grin but Rob lovingly calls the sexiest damn smile on the planet. }
"There, I said it. Now I feel better."
{ He breathes a sigh of relief. }
"You know, I'm glad I've got that monkey off my back so now we can dispel any of those nasty rumors that I give a rat's ass about the Internationals or their desire for a fair fight. There are no fair fights boys."
{ Rob sorta half frowns and shrugs his shoulders. }
"Sorry guys, I know you like to view this world as black and white, but life isn't fair. Why should I be?"
{ He waits for a legitimate answer but, as per usual, nobody has a good one. }
"It's not fair that I have more money than god but their are starving children in some country I can' t pronounce. It's not fair that I get rewarded with tits and ass and cash by doing something some people do to survive in other lands. It's not fair that I'm so goddam good at what I do that most days it seems like I hardly put in any effort at all to beat the people I'm facing."
{ If that last remark hurt your vagina then he was talking about you. }
"It's not fair that I have to listen to a couple of **** tards like yourselves tell me what I do and don't deserve after everything I've done in my career."
{ Faux tears of sadness. }
"But that's life kiddies. Your not going to hear me bitch about it. I'm not going to run away and try to kill myself... again... Because a couple of no name idiots from another country don't think I deserve the tag team titles. I'm going to lace up my boots like I do every other week, walk out to that ring and beat the living hell out of you for a nominal fee."
{ He smiles to himself, realizing how awesome it is being Rob Diamond. }
"And your pathetic pleas for fairness and honor and respect are going to fall on deaf ears because frankly. **** you guys and what you stand for. I didn't get into this business because I wanted to be some honorable whack job who can't carry his weight in the ring. I got into this business to kick some ass and look good doing it! And hey, if you don't like me or what I do, then stop me."
{ It's that easy. }
"Don't whine and cry and bitch and moan. Don't pull a Ricky Johnson and tell me how unbiased the decision making process around here is. Don't sit on your goddam hands while presumed injustice is happening. DO SOMETHING! You want change in nCw? You want a new era of honor? You want a damn revolution? START IT! Be the damned catalyst instead of another one of the freaking sheep! Because all I'm hearing from you two is exactly the same crap I'm hearing from half the nCw roster."
{ He takes a deep breath, pushes up his nose and proceeds to use his high pitched nerd voice. }
"It's so unfair around here! Only Leonard's favorites ever get shots! Your a cheater! You cheat! WAH WAH WAH!!!!!"
{ Nerd act dropped, bad assery resumed. }
"Grow the **** up."
{ You love it. }
"You want to be the best? Beat the best. You want the tag team titles? ****ing take 'em. Don't lecture me about me and my life. Don't act like your all high and mighty. I'm a former WORLD CHAMPION! I'm a two time Tag Team Champion, I'm the LONGEST reigning X-Division Champion and male singles champion WE HAVE EVER HAD! So obviously, what I'm doing, legal or otherwise, WORKS!"
{ Cannot argue facts, no matter how hard you try... Liberals. }
"And if it ain't broke, don't fix it. The way I get it done in the ring has served me pretty damn well boys, so you better be ready to deal with all the ball shots and Falcon like roll ups while using the ropes you can handle because baby, I'm bringing my 'A' game."
{ His "A" game being a laundry list of underhanded tactics. }
"I have always been honest about how I get it done in the ring. Never have I made the claim that I am anything but a low down dirty bastard. And just because you two whine about injustice doesn't mean I'm going to change. I'm coming at you like I've come at everyone else who told me I didn't deserve something I had. I'm coming at you just as hard, just as strong, just as determined to see you filthy foreigners humiliated as I've come at everyone else. So I guess we'll see who wins out in the end boys. Respect and Honor? Or a ball shot and a Diamond Cutter?"
{ I'm going with the more tried and true method, fyi. }
"Either which way, you can both SUCK IT!"
{ Crotch chop and your brains explode all over the television set... But shortly after that happens we fade in on Rob, Zelda, Andrew and Steve all chilling in the living room of Diamond, playing some x-box. Well, everyone except Steve is playing x-box, he's well into his third beer. }
"Dude, slow down man, I wanna have some beer later too."
"*Belch* Meh."
{ Steve crushes the beer against his head and drops it on the ground. Zelda takes her eyes off "Batman: Arkham City" for a second to glare at Steve. }
"HEY!"
{ Steve, almost magically produces another beer. }
"Sup?"
"I get the depression, but don't trash our home!"
{ Half the new beer almost gone. }
"Meh."
{ And he finishes that one and drops it on the ground. Rob tosses his controller to Andy who has been waiting very patiently. }
"Sweet!"
{ Rob gets up off the love seat with Zelda and plops down on the couch between Andy and Steve. }
"Steve, man, you all right?"
"How do I look?"
{ He pops the tab on another beer. }
"Honestly?"
"Yeah."
"Like Bates before he came out of the closest."
{ Andrew and Zelda snicker at Steve's expense. }
"Well sorry Rob but the love of my life walked out on me and I'm little upset about it!"
{ He threw back the rest of that beer. }
"And then I gotta come here and see you-"
{ He points at Rob and then Zelda. }
"All snugly and happy and it just ticks me off more!"
"Dude, relax."
"I mean, the two of you are like the picture perfect couple! Even though you wouldn't even be together if it wasn't for that bet!"
{ Zelda's head snaps to the side as she looks from Rob to Steve, Rob avoids her gaze. }
"What bet?"
"Uh-oh."
{ Andy slides off the side of the couch and gets out of the line of fire. }
"WHAT BET!?"
"The one Rob and Brad and I made over who could nail you first."
{ The color drains from Zelda's face as her eyes lock very coldly onto Rob. }
"Tell me he's just being a drunk idiot?"
{ Rob doesn't even look at Zelda as she rises from her seat, fists clenched. }
"You never told her? Whoops."
"YOU ASSHOLE!"
{ Rob jumps off the couch like he's about to kill Steve. }
"I'M GONNA K-"
*SMACK*
{ Zelda' controller smashes against the side of Rob's head. }
"GET OUT!"
{ Rob turns, the anger toward Steve shrinks as he goes to plead with Zelda to listen. }
"Zee-"
"I don't want to hear it Rob!"
"But-"
"Just go."
{ Steve stands up, fresh beer in hand and pats his buddy on the back. }
"I hate women. Come on, let's go to the strip club, first lap dance is on me."
{ Rob turns and just shoves the drunken Steve back down onto the couch then storms out of his own home as Zelda's anger melts and she falls to her knees on the floor, head in her hands. Andy comes back from where ever he was hiding and kneels next to her. }
"Zee-"
"Go, both of you. I need to be alone."
{ Steve shrugs, grabs the rest of Rob's beer and heads out. Andy hesitates but eventually follows Steve out the door... Fade.}
"I worked hard to be where I'm at today. You look at everything I've accomplished and try to put some twisted spin on it. Like some how I was handed this. Like some how I didn't work as hard as everyone else."
"**** you."
"I worked harder than anyone. You think what I have came easy? You think simple ball shots and crotch chops were enough to put me over? No. It's not that easy. If every man with a Ric Flair complex could get over by cheating his way to the world title then there wouldn't be an honest soul left in wrestling."
"I put in more blood, sweat and tears than the two of you combined. I wrestled in back yards, gyms and VFW's all over this country. I wrestled from coast to coast, earned my stripes and went through more hell than you could possibly imagine. My brother was a legend in this business, a living nightmare, and it was my burden to not only live up to him, but to surpass him."
"I didn't do that as easily as you'd like to think."
"I overcame the odds. I defeated every single person that stood in my way. Every challenge was met. I've faced some of the biggest names in the business today and I've beaten them. I've taken our World Champion to his very limits and pinned his shoulders to the mat. I've wrestled our current Gladiator and Road to the Gold winner more than once and put him on his ass every time. I am, beyond a shadow of a doubt one of the best wrestlers in this business today and that's WHEN I play by the rules."
"But when it comes to people like you, people I could beat without batting an eye lash, I'd rather make you look like fools then give you what you want."
"You never stood a chance, sorry if that's not fair."
"Take it up with someone who gives a ****."
{ Rob storms down the walk way as Steve hurries along to catch him. }
"Hey man liste-"
*SMACK*
{ Rob's fist crashed into the side of Steve's face, our drunken world champion stumbled but did not fall. }
"I probably deserved that but listen man. **** HER!"
{ Rob's eyes became such tiny little slits it was hard to tell if they were open. }
"I love her."
"So?"
"And you may have just ruined that."
"Thank me after we get some hookers."
{ Rob, in an extremely agitated way, cracks his neck. Andy runs up behind them both and grabs Steve by the shoulder. }
"Hey man, I think you better leave Rob alone."
"Son, listen."
"No, you listen, before Rob does something he's going to regret."
{ Steve looks back to Rob and possibly has a moment of clarity about the whole situation then shrugs. }
"Catch you losers later. WORLD CHAMP! SUCK IT!"
{ And he stumbles off down the side walk. Rob lets his anger go and just looks at Andy, a man who in the past had been one of his most hated rivals. }
"What the hell do I do now?"
{ Fade. }