Post by Simon Daye on May 16, 2013 13:57:32 GMT -6
[Simon Daye is seen laying in his bunk bed at the Gib household where the old timer has taken him in and put him under his wing. The room where he’s been staying (Gib’s master bedroom) is almost totally barren from all of Simon’s stuff being in boxes, ready for his final days inside an NCW ring. Gib comes storming into the room, looks at the boxes and looks at Simon laying on a mattress with no coverings.]
Gib: What are you doing nut gobbler?
Simon: What do mean?
Gib: Why is all your stuff packed away? You leaving me?
[Simon sits up and looks down from the top bunk at Gib with an expression reading nothing short of complete puzzlement on his face.]
Simon: NCW is closing.
Gib: So?
Simon: So... we’re not going to be a team anymore when that happens, right? You’re going to retire and I’m going to sign my CPW contract that Mr. Reagan has extended to me. We’re going to have to go our own ways...
Gib: That’s true, but you don’t have to go all drama queen on me right now.
Simon: I was just getting ready, I didn’t want to have to do all this after the final show, it’s hard to say goodbye, you know.
Gib: Seems to me you’re having trouble with that, a lot, lately.
[Simon cocks an eyebrow and is in complete shock of the fact that Gib has said something so thought inducing and meaningful, and is completely unable to move or say anything. He stares at the older, rugged man as if he’s trying to find the deeper meaning behind a painted work of art.]
Simon: Wow Gib, you’ve been hanging around the doc way too much lately.
Gib: I know right... it’s pretty scary how smart I am right now just from being around her.
Simon: Wait...
[Simon sniffs the air, and looks even more puzzled. He bends over the railing of the bed and leans towards Gib and sniffs again, and this time is thrown back, almost against the wall the bed is pressed against.]
Simon: Are you wearing body spray!?
Gib: Get this! The Doc told me that more kinds of men’s cologne existe, other than Aqua Velva!
Simon: You’re ****ting me.
Gib: I **** you not. It’s true. There were all kinds on those shelves. She said this one made me smell like a carpenter, and I figured what the hell if it was good enough for Jesus ****ing Christ, then it was good enough for me.
Simon: What the hell has happened to you!?
[Simon is in complete and utter disbelief over what he’s hearing right now. He jumps off the bunk bed and lands in front of Gib where he begins to look Gib over, as if he’s trying to make sure Gib hasn’t been replaced by one of those alien pods from Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Gib, puts his arms on Simon’s shoulder strongly and comfortingly.]
Gib: Love Simon. It’s the power of love.
Simon: I remember what that’s like.
[Simon looks at Gib and lowers his head in shame. Gib however, reaches forward and pats Simon on the head like a puppy.]
Simon: I’m sorry Gib. I promised you that I would never hurt her and...
Gib: Simon. I know deep down you’re a good kid, and you just made a stupid mistake. We also know that Zelda is fragile, somewhere along the lines she was hurt and it’s been a struggle for her to put that behind her. Sometimes things are broken and it takes more than super glue to fix them.
Simon: What the hell is going on here!? That was both thought provoking and informative... who are you and what have you done with Gib!?
Gib: The doctor Simon, she does something to me that I can’t explain.
Simon: I figured you had at least 10 euphemisms for those sorta things.
Gib: Either way. Simon we only have one more week together as a team. Lets not spend it worrying about where you’re going to go when it’s done or what I’m going to do when I hang up the boots again. This should be a mother ****ing celebration of the greatest tag team champions ever in NCW. Champions for over a year bitches!
Simon: *laughs* You know... you’re right, but... we had a damn good run, lets not think about it until it’s over.
Gib: Precisely.
[Gib and Simon stare at eachother smiling as their nod their heads in simultaneous agreement. Gib however, quickly shifts and raises his hand menacingly in the air when he gets a sudden idea.]
Gib: All this fruity talk is giving me a raging boner to do some men...ly activities!
Simon: You couldn’t think of a better phrase to use?
Gib: Come on, lets go work out together one more time before we’re done. It will be just like the old days... of earlier this year.
Simon: Sounds great.
[Simon extends his hand towards Gib and his mentor shakes it as the two share a moment of respect to each other together... before Gib pulls on Simon’s arm and pulls him into a short arm head butt to the nose. Simon falls to ground holding his face and nose from which the blood is slowly trickling out of.]
Gib: Come on boy, you think a manly moment of respect is good enough reason to let your guard down!? Rob Diamond is going to butt ram you like you were a 14 and his name was Davey Boone if you’re going to act like a pussy like that. Now get your ass up and lets go so I can help your balls drop.
[Gib storms out of the room with an intense expression on his face leaving Simon to pick himself up off the floor. Simon pulls himself to his feet and oddly doesn’t seem mad. He pulls his hand away and stares into the direction Gib was heading.]
Simon: I’m going to miss that...
[Simon is even smiling now despite the pain in his face. He sprints forward and runs out of the room as we fade to black, one last time.]
You know what Rob...
You’re right.
There.
Ok, I get it. It’s really all my fault because I’m the one who pushed Zelda way, I’m the one who yelled at her and accused her of sleeping with other guys and that led to all of this. I realize this, I understand this. I was an idiot, I gave up the most precious thing that has ever been in my life because I was too insecure to deal with her just being a normal human being. I guess it’s because I fell into the trap that so many others have, I put her on this pedestal as if she was the most perfect person alive and I just couldn’t handle the fact that I was wrong and she was just a normal flawed little girl doing her best to fit in.
Yes. I’m was a moron. Still am I guess.
Also... I was scared.
I was scared that I was going to lose her to you. Lets face it, we all know how you two felt about each other. Everybody here saw how ridiculously cute you were to each other, it made my stomach churn is what it did. So when she told me that you two were going to hang out and try to be friends, i panicked. I didn’t want to lose her so bad that I drove her away and that’s all my fault. Like you said. You were exactly right, if I wouldn’t have freaked out then she would still be in my arms and we’d still be smiling and going on wacky adventures like usual.
However.
Don’t you dare for a second try to stand there and lie to me and say you don’t (even now) still have feelings for that girl, because like how we both know I’m an idiot we’d both now you’d be a ***damn liar if you did. Just admit it, when you went on that “date” with her you were hoping that she would come to you and tell you how much she missed you and how it was such a mistake that you two broke up. Maybe not for the soul fact that you wanted to get back with her, but for the reason that you just desperately wanted to believe that she cared about you that much that she would be willing to throw me away for you.
Isn’t that it?
You’ve always been nothing but an insecure little bugger nosed brat. Whether it was you cutting your wrist because you were just so sick and tired of living in Chris’s shadow or it was all those times you cried yourself to sleep about not getting a chance at the NCW world title before Zelda came along.You always tried to come out and hide that part about you with over the top antics, over the top language and borderline offensive rhetoric. Just so nobody would look at you and see the little kid crying because his big brother left him behind. Having Zelda pick you, over me would have just been fantastic wouldn’t it? You’d have something else to crow about, something else to proclaim how much better you are than everybody with...
Well how did that work out?
You did nothing but break up this relationship and send her to Xavier Cross. That’s why I’m blaming you and not him. I can’t blame a guy for standing there being ready to grab the rebound if I miss, but I can’t sure as hell blame the guy who stuck his finger in my eye before I took my shoot. You didn’t get the award at the end but that sure as hell doesn’t mean you weren’t the cause.
That’s why I’m putting this target on your chest.
You knew what you were doing, you knew she was taken, you knew that I was her boyfriend and I loved her with all my heart. Yet there you were still asking her out on a nice coffee date. Don’t try and act innocent, or like some martyr, this is something that you brought on me, this is something that you are a direct cause of and I will do everything humanly possible to make you realize that before this company closes it’s doors.
Me and Gib, we’ve held these belts for so long people are starting to forget who we beat for them in the first place, Gib and I have become more than mentor and student. I lived in his house, I shared a bunk bed with the man... you want to know why he sided with me to be his daughter over the likes of you... because I showed the man the respect he deserved. I stood there and took every beating he gave me and actually look those lessons to heart, we weren’t just partners, we were... ARE friends. He’s like a second father to me...
And despite the fact that Steve Awesome is possibly only person on this roster to ever force another grown ass man to call him “Daddy”, you can’t even begin to say that about somebody like Steve Awesome.
Hell, you and Steve aren’t even that close. I mean just look at your brutal fued over the World title. Just look at how much you two fought for that. You actually think you can trust in Steve the same way that I can trust in Gib? Steve is more likely to leave you in the match by yourself because some chick with a big rack flashed him in the front row than he is to actually go through with this. You don’t have the connection that Gib and I have, you haven’t been with this man for over 365 days, almost every hour. I have been there with Gib, I know what makes him weak, and I know where he’s his strongest... Gib and I are one inside that ring and you better believe that we will be ready for this challenge.
Nobody has been able to slow us down yet, The only question there is really is who will walk out of NCW as the final Tag Team champions? Will it be the team that monopolized the belts for over a year leading into the final show or will it be you two jackasses? I owe it to that man who took me under his wing and brought me into his house to make sure that doesn’t happen.
I will do everything possible to make sure it doesn’t happen.
Give me everything you got Diamond, because I’m ready for you. Throw the kitchen sink or a towel covered in Steve’s uber-aids, it makes no difference. At some point Sunday it’s going to be me and you as the only two people in that ring and when that happens I just want you to know that I’m not only in there because of Zelda, but also because I’m fighting for Gib, I’m fighting to see that man win his final match, i’m fighting for that man to go out as a champion...
My only concern is: Would Steve fight that way for you?
*laughs* We know the answer ot that... because you aren’t Steve Awesome, so of course he wouldn’t.
Through it all Rob, lets just agree that after this match... this is over... no more fighting over Zelda and no more me pointing the finger of blame at you...
because after I pin you inside that ring again... I won’t need to hold non tangible things over your head, I’ll just wave that victory around instead.
Have a “GOOD” day Rob...
because Sunday is going to be a terrible night.
Gib: What are you doing nut gobbler?
Simon: What do mean?
Gib: Why is all your stuff packed away? You leaving me?
[Simon sits up and looks down from the top bunk at Gib with an expression reading nothing short of complete puzzlement on his face.]
Simon: NCW is closing.
Gib: So?
Simon: So... we’re not going to be a team anymore when that happens, right? You’re going to retire and I’m going to sign my CPW contract that Mr. Reagan has extended to me. We’re going to have to go our own ways...
Gib: That’s true, but you don’t have to go all drama queen on me right now.
Simon: I was just getting ready, I didn’t want to have to do all this after the final show, it’s hard to say goodbye, you know.
Gib: Seems to me you’re having trouble with that, a lot, lately.
[Simon cocks an eyebrow and is in complete shock of the fact that Gib has said something so thought inducing and meaningful, and is completely unable to move or say anything. He stares at the older, rugged man as if he’s trying to find the deeper meaning behind a painted work of art.]
Simon: Wow Gib, you’ve been hanging around the doc way too much lately.
Gib: I know right... it’s pretty scary how smart I am right now just from being around her.
Simon: Wait...
[Simon sniffs the air, and looks even more puzzled. He bends over the railing of the bed and leans towards Gib and sniffs again, and this time is thrown back, almost against the wall the bed is pressed against.]
Simon: Are you wearing body spray!?
Gib: Get this! The Doc told me that more kinds of men’s cologne existe, other than Aqua Velva!
Simon: You’re ****ting me.
Gib: I **** you not. It’s true. There were all kinds on those shelves. She said this one made me smell like a carpenter, and I figured what the hell if it was good enough for Jesus ****ing Christ, then it was good enough for me.
Simon: What the hell has happened to you!?
[Simon is in complete and utter disbelief over what he’s hearing right now. He jumps off the bunk bed and lands in front of Gib where he begins to look Gib over, as if he’s trying to make sure Gib hasn’t been replaced by one of those alien pods from Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Gib, puts his arms on Simon’s shoulder strongly and comfortingly.]
Gib: Love Simon. It’s the power of love.
Simon: I remember what that’s like.
[Simon looks at Gib and lowers his head in shame. Gib however, reaches forward and pats Simon on the head like a puppy.]
Simon: I’m sorry Gib. I promised you that I would never hurt her and...
Gib: Simon. I know deep down you’re a good kid, and you just made a stupid mistake. We also know that Zelda is fragile, somewhere along the lines she was hurt and it’s been a struggle for her to put that behind her. Sometimes things are broken and it takes more than super glue to fix them.
Simon: What the hell is going on here!? That was both thought provoking and informative... who are you and what have you done with Gib!?
Gib: The doctor Simon, she does something to me that I can’t explain.
Simon: I figured you had at least 10 euphemisms for those sorta things.
Gib: Either way. Simon we only have one more week together as a team. Lets not spend it worrying about where you’re going to go when it’s done or what I’m going to do when I hang up the boots again. This should be a mother ****ing celebration of the greatest tag team champions ever in NCW. Champions for over a year bitches!
Simon: *laughs* You know... you’re right, but... we had a damn good run, lets not think about it until it’s over.
Gib: Precisely.
[Gib and Simon stare at eachother smiling as their nod their heads in simultaneous agreement. Gib however, quickly shifts and raises his hand menacingly in the air when he gets a sudden idea.]
Gib: All this fruity talk is giving me a raging boner to do some men...ly activities!
Simon: You couldn’t think of a better phrase to use?
Gib: Come on, lets go work out together one more time before we’re done. It will be just like the old days... of earlier this year.
Simon: Sounds great.
[Simon extends his hand towards Gib and his mentor shakes it as the two share a moment of respect to each other together... before Gib pulls on Simon’s arm and pulls him into a short arm head butt to the nose. Simon falls to ground holding his face and nose from which the blood is slowly trickling out of.]
Gib: Come on boy, you think a manly moment of respect is good enough reason to let your guard down!? Rob Diamond is going to butt ram you like you were a 14 and his name was Davey Boone if you’re going to act like a pussy like that. Now get your ass up and lets go so I can help your balls drop.
[Gib storms out of the room with an intense expression on his face leaving Simon to pick himself up off the floor. Simon pulls himself to his feet and oddly doesn’t seem mad. He pulls his hand away and stares into the direction Gib was heading.]
Simon: I’m going to miss that...
[Simon is even smiling now despite the pain in his face. He sprints forward and runs out of the room as we fade to black, one last time.]
You know what Rob...
You’re right.
There.
Ok, I get it. It’s really all my fault because I’m the one who pushed Zelda way, I’m the one who yelled at her and accused her of sleeping with other guys and that led to all of this. I realize this, I understand this. I was an idiot, I gave up the most precious thing that has ever been in my life because I was too insecure to deal with her just being a normal human being. I guess it’s because I fell into the trap that so many others have, I put her on this pedestal as if she was the most perfect person alive and I just couldn’t handle the fact that I was wrong and she was just a normal flawed little girl doing her best to fit in.
Yes. I’m was a moron. Still am I guess.
Also... I was scared.
I was scared that I was going to lose her to you. Lets face it, we all know how you two felt about each other. Everybody here saw how ridiculously cute you were to each other, it made my stomach churn is what it did. So when she told me that you two were going to hang out and try to be friends, i panicked. I didn’t want to lose her so bad that I drove her away and that’s all my fault. Like you said. You were exactly right, if I wouldn’t have freaked out then she would still be in my arms and we’d still be smiling and going on wacky adventures like usual.
However.
Don’t you dare for a second try to stand there and lie to me and say you don’t (even now) still have feelings for that girl, because like how we both know I’m an idiot we’d both now you’d be a ***damn liar if you did. Just admit it, when you went on that “date” with her you were hoping that she would come to you and tell you how much she missed you and how it was such a mistake that you two broke up. Maybe not for the soul fact that you wanted to get back with her, but for the reason that you just desperately wanted to believe that she cared about you that much that she would be willing to throw me away for you.
Isn’t that it?
You’ve always been nothing but an insecure little bugger nosed brat. Whether it was you cutting your wrist because you were just so sick and tired of living in Chris’s shadow or it was all those times you cried yourself to sleep about not getting a chance at the NCW world title before Zelda came along.You always tried to come out and hide that part about you with over the top antics, over the top language and borderline offensive rhetoric. Just so nobody would look at you and see the little kid crying because his big brother left him behind. Having Zelda pick you, over me would have just been fantastic wouldn’t it? You’d have something else to crow about, something else to proclaim how much better you are than everybody with...
Well how did that work out?
You did nothing but break up this relationship and send her to Xavier Cross. That’s why I’m blaming you and not him. I can’t blame a guy for standing there being ready to grab the rebound if I miss, but I can’t sure as hell blame the guy who stuck his finger in my eye before I took my shoot. You didn’t get the award at the end but that sure as hell doesn’t mean you weren’t the cause.
That’s why I’m putting this target on your chest.
You knew what you were doing, you knew she was taken, you knew that I was her boyfriend and I loved her with all my heart. Yet there you were still asking her out on a nice coffee date. Don’t try and act innocent, or like some martyr, this is something that you brought on me, this is something that you are a direct cause of and I will do everything humanly possible to make you realize that before this company closes it’s doors.
Me and Gib, we’ve held these belts for so long people are starting to forget who we beat for them in the first place, Gib and I have become more than mentor and student. I lived in his house, I shared a bunk bed with the man... you want to know why he sided with me to be his daughter over the likes of you... because I showed the man the respect he deserved. I stood there and took every beating he gave me and actually look those lessons to heart, we weren’t just partners, we were... ARE friends. He’s like a second father to me...
And despite the fact that Steve Awesome is possibly only person on this roster to ever force another grown ass man to call him “Daddy”, you can’t even begin to say that about somebody like Steve Awesome.
Hell, you and Steve aren’t even that close. I mean just look at your brutal fued over the World title. Just look at how much you two fought for that. You actually think you can trust in Steve the same way that I can trust in Gib? Steve is more likely to leave you in the match by yourself because some chick with a big rack flashed him in the front row than he is to actually go through with this. You don’t have the connection that Gib and I have, you haven’t been with this man for over 365 days, almost every hour. I have been there with Gib, I know what makes him weak, and I know where he’s his strongest... Gib and I are one inside that ring and you better believe that we will be ready for this challenge.
Nobody has been able to slow us down yet, The only question there is really is who will walk out of NCW as the final Tag Team champions? Will it be the team that monopolized the belts for over a year leading into the final show or will it be you two jackasses? I owe it to that man who took me under his wing and brought me into his house to make sure that doesn’t happen.
I will do everything possible to make sure it doesn’t happen.
Give me everything you got Diamond, because I’m ready for you. Throw the kitchen sink or a towel covered in Steve’s uber-aids, it makes no difference. At some point Sunday it’s going to be me and you as the only two people in that ring and when that happens I just want you to know that I’m not only in there because of Zelda, but also because I’m fighting for Gib, I’m fighting to see that man win his final match, i’m fighting for that man to go out as a champion...
My only concern is: Would Steve fight that way for you?
*laughs* We know the answer ot that... because you aren’t Steve Awesome, so of course he wouldn’t.
Through it all Rob, lets just agree that after this match... this is over... no more fighting over Zelda and no more me pointing the finger of blame at you...
because after I pin you inside that ring again... I won’t need to hold non tangible things over your head, I’ll just wave that victory around instead.
Have a “GOOD” day Rob...
because Sunday is going to be a terrible night.
