Post by Eddie D. on Oct 1, 2013 14:43:36 GMT
A long time ago in a hospital bed far, far away…
Rob, The Great and Powerful.
Episode II
I am become death.
Rob, The Great and Powerful.
Episode II
I am become death.
Trent: ROB!?
Rob scrambles to his feet as the cloaked Trent Helms holds his glowing palms up, strands of once beautiful blonde hair poking out beneath his hood.
Rob: Trent? What the hell is going on!?
Trent: The end of the world is what’s going on thanks to you!
The accusation hits Rob hard as he looks all around at this crumbling world.
Rob: What are you talking about?
Trent: Like you don’t know.
Rob: I DON’T!
Trent suddenly presses his hands forward and fires off another blue glowing orb, Rob just manages to roll out of the way as the wall behind him explodes from the impact.
Rob: DUDE!
Trent: DIE!!!!!!!
Trent leaps into the air and twists in several 360’s before stopping at a hovering position and aiming for Rob once more. Terrified, Rob dives behind a car. Trent pulls back and then unleashes another blue orb that completely disintegrates the car. Rob peeks his head up over the ash.
Trent: You will pay for what you’ve done!
Rob: I didn’t do anything!
Trent: YOU BETRAYED US!!!
Trent flies through the air and straight up foot ball tackles Rob and sends him flying into the side of another beat up old car. Rob hits hard and drops down onto the ground coughing. Trent reaches for him and picks him up by the throat.
Trent: You got my friends killed and you laughed about it! Well now I’ve got you and guess whose laughing now!
Rob gurgles something.
Trent: WRONG! IT’S ME!!!!
Rob continues to try and speak as Trent sends him flying across the street and Rob crashes through a store window. He lays upon the rubble of a looted store and struggles to get to his feet as Trent steps through, prepared to kill him.
Rob: It… Attacked… Me… Too….
Trent: What?
Rob: That…. Thing… Attacked…. Me…. Too…
Trent thinks for a moment, he was right after all, the jaeger did attack him too.
Trent: Maybe so but maybe one of your lackeys turned on you and booted you. Maybe instead of being the great and powerful Lord Dominicus, you’re just regular old Rob Diamond now.
Rob: Maybe you’re retarded?
The two share a momentary laugh before Trent straight up punts Rob across the room with super sayian like strength.
Trent: I don’t care if you’ve fallen from your throne or not, I’m still going to kill you!
Trent lunges across the room and grabs for Rob, he presses him hard up against the wall and begins to squeeze his throat.
Rob: I… Am… Not… Who… You… Think… I…
Trent: Ok, that’s annoying.
Trent lets him drop to the floor, Rob struggles for several moments to catch his breath before standing up and looking Trent in the eyes.
Rob: I’m not who you think I am. This isn’t my world, Trent. Search your feelings you know this to be true.
He takes several long moments, channeling all of his power cosmic before coming to a conclusion, this was not the Rob Diamond he was looking for, this was not the man who had destroyed his world….
What’d I say?
What’d I tell you?
I told you in no uncertain terms that I was going to show you the difference between being a LEGEND and a champion. And I did, like the man of my word I am. Sure, Blade sat back and tried to assure himself that because I’m an undefeated tag team wrestler that I couldn’t hold my own against this green horn but then again…
How many singles matches have I lost?
ONE!?
Holy crap, I probably should bow before the greatness that is Ryan Blade but then again I pinned his ass in the center of the ring, one, two, three. Like I said I would, so I guess tag teaming it up isn’t exactly the death sentence to your singles career everyone would like to think it is, huh Spike?
Correct.
I love that guy.
Now last week is over and I’ve got to move on to this week, to my next big opponent, a man I have traded words and fists with several times over the last few months, a guy I NEVER get tired of smacking the crap out of because it’s so goddamn much fun. I know he feels the same about me, we’ve got a sort of love/hate relationship.
I love to hate Mike Laslzo and Mike… Well… Who cares what he thinks about me?
I’m Rob motherloving Diamond!
Now I know we’ve been around the block a few times and I’m sure you’re getting pretty tired of everyone telling you just how much you suck at life which is why I want to do something a bit different.
It’s no secret that you’re trying to turn this life around, that you’re entering the ring each and every single week with a new mindset, no longer concerned with proving you’re something that you’re not, which is any good at what you do, you’re just trying to have some fun.
Live for the moment.
Live for today.
I respect that Mike, it’s a good attitude to have especially when your career has been going so piss poor for the last few months. Thing is Mike, having a good attitude and always looking for the bright sunny spot isn’t how you turn a losing effort into a winning one. Sure, you can sit there with a grin on your face and say better luck next time after every loss but to be honest, coming from a guy who has won a few matches here in IWF, that’s not going to do shit.
See, whatchya gotta do is dig down deep, find that part of yourself you hide away from the general public, that dark, monstrous side and you grab it by the balls and you USE IT! Use it to crush your enemies, see them driven before you and here the lamentations of the women! CONAN BITCHES!!!!
I mean yeah sure, guys who go out of their way to pretend to have fun while losing none stop tend to end up with a noose around their neck beating off in a closet, which may be your thing but it isn’t mine. Which is why I’m not going to stand here and tell you how much you suck Mike, I’ve done that already. You’ve heard it already. I don’t much care for repetition so lets just move past that, we know ya suck so just slip it into the back of your mind and move on.
It’s a new week.
Different match.
Same Rob Diamond.
I don’t want you to have fun wrestling me, I don’t want you to smile and wave to your FAN during the match, I want you to get inside that goddamn ring and kick the living shit out of me because I live for a challenge! I don’t want easy street, I don’t want to coast through life, I want to face the best goddamn wrestlers on the planet and beat the ever living shit out of them. I want to take grown ass men like yourself and break you down into whimpering little girls all for my own personal and sexual enjoyment.
I want blood.
So give it to me, Mike. You want to be the best? BE THE BEST! Get in that ring Monday night and shut my freaking mouth once and for all. Don’t just beat me, humiliate me! DESTROY ME! Beat me so bad that no one will ever question Mike Laszlo again.
A single win over Ryan Blade can be chalked up to luck if you get your ass handed to you in the rematch.
But absolutely destroying Rob Diamond in the center of the ring and turning him into nothing more than a stain on the mat? That’s a career maker Mike, that’s something to build a legacy on. Destroying me will do more for your career than any other single win you could ever hope to imagine. You know me, what people think about me, I’m an asshole who doesn’t give two shits about most of my co workers so do this company a favor and END ME!
Do it.
I’m begging you too.
Otherwise shut your freaking mouth because I don’t want to hear it anymore. Since day one it’s been nothing but what you’re GOING to do and not once have you actually DONE something. So do it, don’t talk about it, don’t gloat about it, don’t dream about it, DO IT!
Kick my ass, Mike.
Because I’m planning on kicking yours. Everything I’m BEGGING you to do to me I am TOTALLY planning on doing to you. Not because I hate you or want ya dead or anything as sadistic as that, I’m going to do it because I am goddamn good at it. Because everytime I step into the ring it’s a kill or be killed situation with my damn career on the line and I will not stop until I’ve either beaten you to the point of surrender or I’m dead.
Pretty simple.
It isn’t about fun for me, it’s about being the best and you won’t ever catch me calling myself the best, that isn’t for me to determine, that’s for the fans, but I will promise you that I will do everything in my power to be thought of as such.
So what are you gonna do, Mike?
Are you gonna rise up above your self imposed glass ceiling of bullshit, take the bull by the horns and beat Rob Diamond into retirement?
Or are you going to spout off about the same old tired crap, regurgitate my promo back at me like I don’t have a video record of everything I’ve just said and stay in your slump?
It’s entirely up to you Mike because your choice doesn’t change the fact that I will be going balls to the wall to make sure this is the last time I ever have to listen to you run your mouth about what you’re GOING to do. Cause what you think you’re going to do is a hell of a lot different from what I CAN and WILL do to you, Mike.
Bring you’re A game bitch and hope to god, Buddha, Allah and the devil himself that you come down with a case of THEBESTTHEREISITIS because in that ring I’m the coat hanger to your David Caradine and this LEGEND is definitely going to continue.
Having drawn the attention of far too many jaegers, Rob and Trent went under ground, once they were a safe distance out of the city Trent laid the info dumps to end all info dumps on Rob…
One year ago the jaegers rose from the sea and began to lay siege to all the major cities. The Earth’s greatest heroes came together to fight them off, everyone from The Everyman to the Cross Roads to the Honorbound to the God of Xtreme himself. They called themselves the Revengers and they fought with all they had…
The war seemingly won, they gave chase to the jaegers and followed them deep into the sea to their home, Atlantis, a kingdom ruled by Lord Dominicus, a villain whom the Revengers believed had joined their fight against a greater evil. However that was not what had happened. It was a trap laid by Dominicus himself and with all the Earth’s heroes in one place he would kill almost all of them…
Trent and a hand full of others escaped. Now, one year later they continue the fight as a resistance but they are quickly losing. With every day that passes another hero drops. Trent is one of the last left standing….
Rob looks across a fire at his old friend, his jaw pretty much on the floor.
Rob: Holy shit.
Trent: Yup.
Rob: I don’t believe this.
Trent: Believe it dick hole, you’re the antichrist.
Rob just shakes his head as the info dump is almost too much for him to take.
Rob: I’ve got to do something…
Trent: What can you do? From what you’ve told me you don’t even have any super powers or mutations or suit of armors.
Rob’s thinker thingy begins to turn.
Rob: But Dominicus has weapons, right?
Trent: Yeah, so?
Rob: So I’m Rob Diamond, as far as everyone else is concerned I’m the leader of the new world order, I’m pretty sure if you take me to a base or something I can get inside and get us something awesome enough to kill the super evil ass version of me with.
Trent: Sound logic… But if we’re gonna do this we’re gonna need some help.
Trent hops up off the ground and whips out his tricorder.
Rob: What are you doing?
Trent: Calling for help.
With Trent distracted for the moment, Rob can’t help but think of the awful things his alternate self has done, then suddenly he pops up to his feet.
Rob: WAIT! TRENT! Angela! Kevin! Hope! Did they make it?
Trent: What?
Rob: Did they make it? Angela and Kevin Pierce? My daughter, Hope? Are they alive?
Trent doesn’t want to answer that question, he doesn’t want Rob to know what happened to them, truth be told, they suffered the worst fate of anyone who stood up to Dominicus…
Slowly he shakes his head.
Trent: No… They… Angela started the resistance… I’ll never forget what you…. Dominicus did to her.
Trent turns away without looking at Rob and disappears into the darkness. Rob, unable to even process the actions of his doppelganger just drops to his knees. His mind races with the memories of the women he was falling for, her son, his daughter and slowly a rage begins to build in him before he looks to the sky and lets loose a mighty roar…
Rob: DOMINICUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He drops to his knees and for the first time the weight of this awful new world becomes too much to bear as tears stream down his face…
TO BE CONTINUED…
Well howdy there pardner.