Post by Mike Laszlo on Aug 30, 2015 21:39:12 GMT
As the scene fades in, I can’t help but sit next to a table impatiently. My fingers are tapping randomly on the table beside me as I lean against it.
Rob Diamond.
Pulling my arm off the table I fold my hands in front of me as I lean forward in the metal folding chair.
The pathetic scum sucking piece of shit of the universe. The man who decided to stick his nose in my business and Diamond Cut my wife into the floor while I was on my way to the Imperial Championship, on my way to making history by becoming the first ever TWO TIME champion.
I shake my head from side to side as I realized right away why it was Rob did what he did.
You didn’t do it to get back at me. You didn’t do it because I threw you off a ladder, and you damn sure didn’t do it for all these people you worthless piece of trash.
I pull my hands apart and point my finger forward.
You did it for you, yourself, Rob Diamond.
You couldn’t stand your lasting image to be one of defeat, of misery. You have this overwhelming fear not to be like the man who was supposed to raise you, the man who took the cowards way out of not only his responsibilities but life itself? You listen real close Rob…you’re no better then that scumbag and you might as well slit your wrist, cut your throat, or blow your brains out right fucking now.
I hold my hands out to represent the world we live in.
You’re a drain on society, on the world as a whole. Everything you do wastes air, water, or a something else that a valuable member of this world can use. The world is a worse off place with you on it so do the world a favor and get the fuck out now.
Fucking coward.
I put my finger into the side of my head.
Let it sink in Rob. Let it fight through that pathetic bush you call a beard and get to what brain cells you have left. You’re so fucking pathetic that you’ve deemed yourself unfit to be around your daughter. The one thing in this world that is supposed to be your absolute pride and joy is going to despise you when she grows up and realizes her asshole of a father was nothing more than a myth in her childhood. She’s going to fall into the same depression as you, as your father before you, and maybe then we’ll never have to put up with another member of your God damn family ever again.
The thought passes through my mind and I simply shrug as it sounded good to me. Then I sit back and wave my hands in front of me.
Enough of Rob Diamond the coward outside of the ring…let’s talk about Rob Diamond, the man who is going to get his ass beat inside the Cell at Legacy. The man who cost me the belt, and the man who has put his hands and his lips on my wife. The same Rob Diamond who thought he could physically get the better of me two weeks ago when I planted my knee in his face…ironically enough, the same fate that awaits him at Legacy.
Let’s talk about why this whole thing started.
I shake my head with a bit of a smirk.
No, it’s not because I sided with Roberto Verona…this goes farther than that.
I sit forward in my seat.
You see, Rob and I will NEVER see eye to eye, but from time to time we’ve had varies common enemies and we’ve worked together to put a stop to their stupidity. However, all that time, all the putting up with Rob I had to do…in the end…it wasn’t worth it. In the end, the brash words and the stupid gestures just weren’t worth me putting up with. Not to mention that you call yourself the “Greatest of All Time” when you’re clearly quite the opposite.
I point into my chest.
Rob, there clearly isn’t a better competitor in the history of professional wrestling, let alone this pathetic heap of a roster that is a better performer than the man you’ll be standing across the ring from come Legacy. I’ve beaten you once, and I’ll be all too happy to beat the hell out of you again, once more proving that I am the Greatest of All Time, and certainly sure as hell better than you.
I point to the side as if referencing another time and place.
Back when I pandered to the fans…like you are now, I was better at it.
I pull my arm in and point down at the floor below me to represent the here and now.
And now that I don’t give a shit what they think, I’m ten times better than you’ve ever fucking been. So prepare Rob…prepare for the end of not only your career, but I’ll even be kind enough to help you with your pathetic suicide attempt and I’ll take you out of your misery once and for all and prove to the world what a waste you really are…all in one moment of time.
The scene fades as I look forward with a smile on my face.
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Title: I Need a Break
Location: The Airport
Time: 5:37 PM Local Time
I just can’t kick it…there’s no way around this. I’m sick of it all. I need a break. I’ve been doing this longer than pretty much anyone on the roster in this company. Others got to sit at home and do nothing or rehab injuries for the longest of times, and yet there has been one constant, one man who has stayed while all the rest licked their wounds and that man is me.
I took a little time off recently to get married and take a honeymoon and do you know what I felt?
Animosity? No.
A flooding desire to comeback? No.
I was at peace. I was relaxed. I didn’t have a fucking care in the world.
Then the day I came back I felt it all rush back. The fatigue, the overall exhaustion of dealing with the public at airports and car rental services. Can’t anyone see that I’m a guy making a living who wants to be left the fuck alone? I don’t want to take pictures the moment I step off a five hour flight. I don’t appreciate things being shoved in my face to sign, just so you can turn around and sell it on eBay a week later if not sooner because you’re money hungry, greedy fools.
The frustrations and just everything boiled over and I made it apparent real quick after a parent and his kids shoved an action figure in my face. I kept the company face and signed them but as soon as Alexis and I stepped out to the car rental area…I kinda just…well…lost it.
Mike Laszlo: God damn it!
I hauled off and kicked a near by pillar causing a bit of a scene. I turned and saw everyone and Alexis pulled me away from the situation. We found solace at a nearby bench where she sat me down as we pulled our luggage in front of us.
Alexis Caffrey: What is it?
Mike Laszlo: I think mentally, I’m breaking. I’m sick of it all.
Alexis Caffrey: All of what? Are we back on this stuff being a routine?
Mike Laszlo: It’s not just that.
Alexis Caffrey: What else?
Mike Laszlo: Like those people in there. I just got off a flight that took forever…do you really think the first thing I want to see is an action figure quite literally shoved in my face?
Alexis Caffrey: This is nothing new.
Mike Laszlo: That’s the point. I don’t know if I just need a break or if I just need something new all together?
Alexis Caffrey: You’re going to leave me on the road by myself?
Mike Laszlo: I wouldn’t dream of it. I just, I dunno. I need some time to just relax and get rid of this burnout. Night in and night out, it just…takes a toll on you, ya know?
Alexis Caffrey: Trust me, with everything going on with my mom, I understand, now more so than ever. Let’s go to the hotel and relax.
Mike Laszlo: If only it were that easy.
We stood up from the bench and grabbed hold of our bags. We walked up to the rental place, got our car, and got the hell out of there.
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The scene fades in and I’m sitting in front of you, pondering exactly what else I have to say to that piece of crap, Rob Diamond.
Let’s get things straight Rob. I don’t want their to be any sort of issue with clarity here. I don’t dislike you. I don’t just feel strongly about you being a piece of shit. Rob Diamond, I straight up, no doubt about it…HATE YOU!
I push down on my index finger as I make a point, followed by the other fingers on my hand.
You cost me the ultimate prize in this company.
You Diamond Cut my wife.
You tried to kick me in the balls, which quite frankly is the ultimate BITCH move.
Then you kissed my wife and made me watch.
By now I’m fuming. The pigment in my face has turned a shade of pink and I was ready to explode, find Rob, and kick his ass right there.
Trust me when I tell you Rob that I’m not afraid of anything you’re capable of in that ring. I’m not scared for my life because you’re out to get me. You made the mistake of challenging me to a Cell match just like you made the mistake of not ending your life when you had the chance.
A sneer comes over my face after realizing how brutal this all really was.
Just think Rob…when I threw you off that ladder, I did so because Verona wanted me to take you out. He was done with your non-sense and so was I. Now? This time around? I’m doing it to put you out of your misery for good. I’m doing it to put the world out of their misery. I’m doing it because I can…because I am better than you.
I smile a perky smile, just to let the world know how cocky I truly am as the scene fades.
Rob Diamond.
Pulling my arm off the table I fold my hands in front of me as I lean forward in the metal folding chair.
The pathetic scum sucking piece of shit of the universe. The man who decided to stick his nose in my business and Diamond Cut my wife into the floor while I was on my way to the Imperial Championship, on my way to making history by becoming the first ever TWO TIME champion.
I shake my head from side to side as I realized right away why it was Rob did what he did.
You didn’t do it to get back at me. You didn’t do it because I threw you off a ladder, and you damn sure didn’t do it for all these people you worthless piece of trash.
I pull my hands apart and point my finger forward.
You did it for you, yourself, Rob Diamond.
You couldn’t stand your lasting image to be one of defeat, of misery. You have this overwhelming fear not to be like the man who was supposed to raise you, the man who took the cowards way out of not only his responsibilities but life itself? You listen real close Rob…you’re no better then that scumbag and you might as well slit your wrist, cut your throat, or blow your brains out right fucking now.
I hold my hands out to represent the world we live in.
You’re a drain on society, on the world as a whole. Everything you do wastes air, water, or a something else that a valuable member of this world can use. The world is a worse off place with you on it so do the world a favor and get the fuck out now.
Fucking coward.
I put my finger into the side of my head.
Let it sink in Rob. Let it fight through that pathetic bush you call a beard and get to what brain cells you have left. You’re so fucking pathetic that you’ve deemed yourself unfit to be around your daughter. The one thing in this world that is supposed to be your absolute pride and joy is going to despise you when she grows up and realizes her asshole of a father was nothing more than a myth in her childhood. She’s going to fall into the same depression as you, as your father before you, and maybe then we’ll never have to put up with another member of your God damn family ever again.
The thought passes through my mind and I simply shrug as it sounded good to me. Then I sit back and wave my hands in front of me.
Enough of Rob Diamond the coward outside of the ring…let’s talk about Rob Diamond, the man who is going to get his ass beat inside the Cell at Legacy. The man who cost me the belt, and the man who has put his hands and his lips on my wife. The same Rob Diamond who thought he could physically get the better of me two weeks ago when I planted my knee in his face…ironically enough, the same fate that awaits him at Legacy.
Let’s talk about why this whole thing started.
I shake my head with a bit of a smirk.
No, it’s not because I sided with Roberto Verona…this goes farther than that.
I sit forward in my seat.
You see, Rob and I will NEVER see eye to eye, but from time to time we’ve had varies common enemies and we’ve worked together to put a stop to their stupidity. However, all that time, all the putting up with Rob I had to do…in the end…it wasn’t worth it. In the end, the brash words and the stupid gestures just weren’t worth me putting up with. Not to mention that you call yourself the “Greatest of All Time” when you’re clearly quite the opposite.
I point into my chest.
Rob, there clearly isn’t a better competitor in the history of professional wrestling, let alone this pathetic heap of a roster that is a better performer than the man you’ll be standing across the ring from come Legacy. I’ve beaten you once, and I’ll be all too happy to beat the hell out of you again, once more proving that I am the Greatest of All Time, and certainly sure as hell better than you.
I point to the side as if referencing another time and place.
Back when I pandered to the fans…like you are now, I was better at it.
I pull my arm in and point down at the floor below me to represent the here and now.
And now that I don’t give a shit what they think, I’m ten times better than you’ve ever fucking been. So prepare Rob…prepare for the end of not only your career, but I’ll even be kind enough to help you with your pathetic suicide attempt and I’ll take you out of your misery once and for all and prove to the world what a waste you really are…all in one moment of time.
The scene fades as I look forward with a smile on my face.
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Title: I Need a Break
Location: The Airport
Time: 5:37 PM Local Time
I just can’t kick it…there’s no way around this. I’m sick of it all. I need a break. I’ve been doing this longer than pretty much anyone on the roster in this company. Others got to sit at home and do nothing or rehab injuries for the longest of times, and yet there has been one constant, one man who has stayed while all the rest licked their wounds and that man is me.
I took a little time off recently to get married and take a honeymoon and do you know what I felt?
Animosity? No.
A flooding desire to comeback? No.
I was at peace. I was relaxed. I didn’t have a fucking care in the world.
Then the day I came back I felt it all rush back. The fatigue, the overall exhaustion of dealing with the public at airports and car rental services. Can’t anyone see that I’m a guy making a living who wants to be left the fuck alone? I don’t want to take pictures the moment I step off a five hour flight. I don’t appreciate things being shoved in my face to sign, just so you can turn around and sell it on eBay a week later if not sooner because you’re money hungry, greedy fools.
The frustrations and just everything boiled over and I made it apparent real quick after a parent and his kids shoved an action figure in my face. I kept the company face and signed them but as soon as Alexis and I stepped out to the car rental area…I kinda just…well…lost it.
Mike Laszlo: God damn it!
I hauled off and kicked a near by pillar causing a bit of a scene. I turned and saw everyone and Alexis pulled me away from the situation. We found solace at a nearby bench where she sat me down as we pulled our luggage in front of us.
Alexis Caffrey: What is it?
Mike Laszlo: I think mentally, I’m breaking. I’m sick of it all.
Alexis Caffrey: All of what? Are we back on this stuff being a routine?
Mike Laszlo: It’s not just that.
Alexis Caffrey: What else?
Mike Laszlo: Like those people in there. I just got off a flight that took forever…do you really think the first thing I want to see is an action figure quite literally shoved in my face?
Alexis Caffrey: This is nothing new.
Mike Laszlo: That’s the point. I don’t know if I just need a break or if I just need something new all together?
Alexis Caffrey: You’re going to leave me on the road by myself?
Mike Laszlo: I wouldn’t dream of it. I just, I dunno. I need some time to just relax and get rid of this burnout. Night in and night out, it just…takes a toll on you, ya know?
Alexis Caffrey: Trust me, with everything going on with my mom, I understand, now more so than ever. Let’s go to the hotel and relax.
Mike Laszlo: If only it were that easy.
We stood up from the bench and grabbed hold of our bags. We walked up to the rental place, got our car, and got the hell out of there.
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The scene fades in and I’m sitting in front of you, pondering exactly what else I have to say to that piece of crap, Rob Diamond.
Let’s get things straight Rob. I don’t want their to be any sort of issue with clarity here. I don’t dislike you. I don’t just feel strongly about you being a piece of shit. Rob Diamond, I straight up, no doubt about it…HATE YOU!
I push down on my index finger as I make a point, followed by the other fingers on my hand.
You cost me the ultimate prize in this company.
You Diamond Cut my wife.
You tried to kick me in the balls, which quite frankly is the ultimate BITCH move.
Then you kissed my wife and made me watch.
By now I’m fuming. The pigment in my face has turned a shade of pink and I was ready to explode, find Rob, and kick his ass right there.
Trust me when I tell you Rob that I’m not afraid of anything you’re capable of in that ring. I’m not scared for my life because you’re out to get me. You made the mistake of challenging me to a Cell match just like you made the mistake of not ending your life when you had the chance.
A sneer comes over my face after realizing how brutal this all really was.
Just think Rob…when I threw you off that ladder, I did so because Verona wanted me to take you out. He was done with your non-sense and so was I. Now? This time around? I’m doing it to put you out of your misery for good. I’m doing it to put the world out of their misery. I’m doing it because I can…because I am better than you.
I smile a perky smile, just to let the world know how cocky I truly am as the scene fades.
Well howdy there pardner.