Post by Eddie D. on Jan 27, 2017 3:24:29 GMT
The one bad thing about the House of Howlett in at least Rob’s opinion was all the media appearances. Laura was convinced that if the House went out and whored themselves to anyone willing to speak to them it would increase their worth ten fold.
Of course Rob always laughed at that logic, he was a former NCW World Champion, an NCW Hall of Fame wrestler, one half of the longest reigning tag team champions in IWF history and he held both the Man of Steel and Invictus Championship within the last year. What more exposure did he need?
Appearing on ESPN or some ridiculous podcast wasn’t going to suddenly make Rob more well known, he was well known enough. He’d hijacked someone else’s catch phrases years ago and made it into pop culture, he’s been one of the main attractions at San Diego Comi Con for years now and he was the single highest paid wrestler in the history of IWF, he didn’t need to make random appearances, people came out by the thousands for his regularly scheduled ones.
BUT part of the contract he signed with Laura was that he wouldn’t argue about his appearances if it meant he didn’t have to wrestle weekly like the rest of the losers on the roster. And that was why he found himself sitting across from some fat ass pizza faced loser whose job title was actually “Pro Wrestling Correspondent.”
Don’t get us wrong, professional wrestling is an illustrious sport full of some great talent but a grown ass man who dresses like a teenager in the 90’s who sits in front of his camera all day “reporting” on the ins and outs of professional wrestling isn’t exactly Phil fucking Donahue.
His wages are paid by Youtube and his website lives and dies on views.
That isn’t a job.
The loser Rob Diamond now found himself sitting across from is more or less a leech on professional wrestling. Some young kid who saw one too many leg drops and grew up to report on the backstage bullshit that happened between shows. He didn’t really work for a living, he greased the palms of some of the ring crew or a few of the new guys who didn’t know any better to get some dirt on the real stars and he wrote “news reports” about them.
His latest headline was “Do Noah Field and Cable Arcane use the same hair gel?” damn, such news worthy material.
Rob sat with a smug smile across from this internet guru who the general professional wrestling populace heralded as the second coming of Jesus Christ with a smug smile wearing a Bob Pooler t-shirt. Rob leaned back with his hands behind his head in a position of power waiting for the questions to begin.
Don Veltzer: So Rob, you’ve been wrestling for over a decade now, correct?
Rob: Yup.
Don Veltzer: And it was watching your brother in PWW that really got you into the sport?
Rob: You are correct.
Rob actually scoffed out loud like he was Alex Jones at this dudes reporting ability.
Don Veltzer: How long have you known Spike Kane?
Rob: I’ve known him since almost the beginning of my career. Falcon gave me my formal training but Spike took me under his wing and really showed me the ropes.
Don Veltzer: Your first encounter with Spike was being pitched joining Social Distortion in NCW, correct?
Rob: Yeah, Spike came to me personally and asked if I’d be interested. At the time I was just a kid so of course I was interested.
Don Veltzer: Did you ever expect your career to be what it is now when he asked you to run with him?
Rob: Absolutely! No one gets into wrestling wanting to be some mid card loser. We all get into this to be the World or Imperial or whatever champion. I saw an opportunity with Spike that I didn’t see with Falcon and Angel.
Don Veltzer: Do you ever regret turning on the men who trained you and your brother?
Rob: Not for a single instant. Look, Angel Blake and Kyle Braddock are great people, we are still friends to this day but back then the two of them, whether they admit it or not were only interested in reliving their PWW past. Spike actually wanted to help me be my own person. He taught me, lead me and when he thought it was time for me to run on my own he let me go.
Don Veltzer: And that’s when you went on to be the longest reigning X Champion in NCW history, correct?
Rob: Yeah and then I went on to be the World Champion.
Don Veltzer: And without Spike you don’t think you’d of been able to accomplish that?
Rob sighed for a moment as he leaned back.
Rob: Maybe, maybe not. Spike taught me the most important lesson of my career and that’s no one else is going to do it for you. Back then, Angel wasn’t the psychopath he is today and Falcon? Well he’s always been a stickler for doing the right thing. But Spike? He was a Hall of Fame wrestler when we met, a former world champion, he told me the truth of professional wrestling and that’s a truth I have tried to live by ever since.
Don Veltzer: Even when he cut your finger off?
This was a touchy subject that caught Rob off guard.
Rob: I mean… Spike… He was going through some stuff then and…
Don Veltzer: And instead of following his teachings you decided to try and save him?
Rob: He was more than a teacher then, more than a friend.
Don Veltzer: Oh I know, you two were like brothers by the time that match took place, I just find it curious that you would chose to ignore everything he taught you to try and save him from doing something truly awful.
Rob leaned forward now, giving up his position of power.
Rob: So I ignored some of what he taught me and tried to save my friend, what’s your point?
Don Veltzer: Well, what I was trying to get to is Spike has made a lot of questionable decisions in his career, one of which was faking cancer.
Rob: I didn’t know he was faking.
Don Veltzer: The other is over the alleged death of his son, Xander.
Without hesitation or thought Rob leaps across the table between them and knocks Don Veltzer on his ass with a mean right hand.
Rob: DON’T YOU DARE IMPLY HE FAKED HIS SONS DEATH! I WAS THERE! I SAW THAT KID BLEEDING ON THE GROUND! MY DAUGHTER SAW IT!
Rob seethed as he stood over the cowering podcaster.
Rob: Spike Kane has done a lot of wrong inside that ring, so have I but no one, NO ONE! Deserves to go through what he’s going through! He lost a son! I could have lost a daughter! And for a sniveling pig to make light of that like it’s some fucking plot from a soap opera is fucking disgusting! Get a life.
With nothing more to be said Rob knocks the computer monitor of Don Veltzer onto him with a flick of his hand and walks out of the bed room that has been turned into a studio. Once outside he does something he’s been doing more frequently, something he stopped doing when he found out he was a father a few years ago and lit up a cigarette.
”Steve.”
The scene fades away to black.
”For years I tried to forget what you did to me.”
We fade back in on Rob sitting on a bench in a locker room, he’s dressed to wrestle.
”You were my friend, one of my best friend’s, we traveled up and down the road together, we did shows together, we shared hotel rooms and sometimes more together. For a while we were absolutely inseparable. Falcon trained me to wrestle, Spike taught me the ropes and you? You showed me how to live the life. When Spike was banished from NCW you became my best friend. We hit it off. We annoyed everyone, we won matches, we were the best of friends.”
“I loved you.”
“I never imagined a day where anything would come in between us. I remember a night somewhere in the mid west where I day dreamed about becoming the World Champion and you told me I had what it took. You also told me if I ever got there you would support me one hundred percent. Well I got there. I scratched and clawed my way to the top and with the help of Zelda Knite I worked my way into a World title match just like Spike and you taught me.”
“I won the World Championship.”
“It cost me my friendship with Falcon, the one man who believed in me when no one else did over a decade ago. With Zelda’s help I screwed him out of the World Championship and I finally stood on top of NCW.”
“Everything was perfect.”
“Or atleast that’s how I played it.”
“See there were things Zelda was doing I didn’t agree with. Her and Adam had all sorts of plans for the next generation of NCW superstars that I felt ignored or punished people who had been there for years. I picked a fight, stood up for people I considered friends and in the end it got me a strained relationship with a woman I loved.”
“You knew that.”
We focus in on the now seething face of Rob.
”I came to you.”
“I told you what they were planning and I told you how Zelda and I fought about it behind closed doors. In front of the camera we were the perfect couple but you knew that we fought almost from day one. We argued over everything, from who deserved title matches to who deserved even to be allowed to compete in an NCW ring. I told you all of it.”
“I told you how much I loved her, how I saw myself growing old with her even though we disagreed on almost everything to do with the business. I told you I wanted to marry her, have a family with her, die with her in my arms. I told you, Steve, that Zelda Knite was my other half, my soul mate.”
“And then you challenged me for the NCW World Championship…”
“At first I thought it was just going to be a friendly match between two guys who loved each other. But as the weeks drew closer I started to see you for who you really were. One by one you dragged my personal problems through the mud. You exposed my issues with the woman I loved for the world to see. And even though Zelda and I made a special promo to showcase how much we loved each other you still decided to use your inside knowledge to show we were lying.”
“You betrayed me.”
“You never cared about our friendship, the only thing you cared about was being recognized as the best. I don’t know if you were jealous of my quick rise to the top of NCW or you were just upset that you were no longer the face, all I know is you used my trust to gain an upper hand against me and betray me.”
“You took what should have been a match between friends and made it personal.”
“You mocked the things I had told you in private, you laughed at my own personal heart ache, you exposed how flawed NCW’s perfect couple was and then you became the World Champion. With a smile on your face you expected me to shake your hand and smile and the only reason I did it was because I knew Zelda had one foot out the door.”
“I knew everything I cared about in this world was about to be ripped away.”
“And how long after did I find myself fired?”
“How long after did I find myself slumming in PWA?”
“All because Steve Awesome was more concerned with being World Champion. All because Steve Awesome couldn’t let someone else be in the spot light for more than two seconds. Because of you what little Zelda and I had between us was lost to rage. Because of you my contract in NCW was thrown in the shredder. Because of you I found myself, a former World Champion, begging to be booked in the opening match of a promotion where Nighthawk had been a World Champion!”
“YOU RUINED MY CAREER!”
“It took me years to build myself back up.”
“I had to beg my way back into NCW in it’s final months and even then Zelda wouldn’t talk to me and I was booked like a joke of a jobber while you continued to find yourself in the main event.”
Rob glares into the camera.
”IWF was my clean slate. Adam and Zelda Knite wouldn’t be here to under cut me, being Steve Awesome meant nothing. IWF was going to be a ground up promotion and I jumped on the opportunity to be a part of it’s beginning. I’ve been apart of this promotion from day one, fighting for my position, defending against all on comers, I may have not become the Imperial Champion but I damn sure am one of the corner stones of this company.”
“And so Steve Awesome comes crawling out from beneath the rocks.”
“With a friendly hand held out.”
“Pitching his idea for Infamous reborn.”
“Motherfucker I AM INFAMOUS!”
“I may not have won the Imperial Championship but I have been one of the top wrestlers in this company since the days its doors opened and I plan to be here when it ends. When I saw you come sauntering in through the doors, preaching about your Hollywood contract, acting like you were a big star, I saw no other choice but to cut you down to size like you did to me.”
“So with Laura’s help I bought your contract from this company.”
“I orchestrated your every misery.”
“I made it so Steve Awesome was nothing more than a curtain jerking loser who moon lit as a janitor.”
“I ruined your chance to really be someone in IWF just like you ruined mine in NCW and I don’t feel sorry about it for even a half a second!”
“WE WERE FRIENDS!”
“You could have supported me, you could have been my friend, you could have been my brother and helped me through a hard time but you chose to look out for yourself. And so I’ve done exactly the same! I’ve done everything possible to diminish the career of Steve Awesome to the point you aren’t even in the opening video of Sacrifice. Steve Awesome is nothing more than a memory from the NCW tape library and that’s exactly how it will remain.”
“That’s the only place you ever mattered.”
“IWF belongs to me. I got to where I am without your help, without anyone’s help. I stand here now as the goddamn Greatest of all Time not because I’ve held all the belts but because I have survived while everyone else has disappeared. I have seen Joe Everyman and Lex Sense, Roberto Verona and Malaki Toale, Renee Pleasant and Alex Jones, Angel Blake and Mike Laszlo, through it all I have continued to thrive, the one permanent fixture of this company! The one face who will never fade who will never go away and who will never trust a man like you!”
“I always tell it like it is, Steve.”
“And I’m going to tell you right now.”
“You will walk out of this match over my dead body.”
Rob simply smirks.
”And if you ain’t down with that then I got two words for ya. Suck it.”
Of course Rob always laughed at that logic, he was a former NCW World Champion, an NCW Hall of Fame wrestler, one half of the longest reigning tag team champions in IWF history and he held both the Man of Steel and Invictus Championship within the last year. What more exposure did he need?
Appearing on ESPN or some ridiculous podcast wasn’t going to suddenly make Rob more well known, he was well known enough. He’d hijacked someone else’s catch phrases years ago and made it into pop culture, he’s been one of the main attractions at San Diego Comi Con for years now and he was the single highest paid wrestler in the history of IWF, he didn’t need to make random appearances, people came out by the thousands for his regularly scheduled ones.
BUT part of the contract he signed with Laura was that he wouldn’t argue about his appearances if it meant he didn’t have to wrestle weekly like the rest of the losers on the roster. And that was why he found himself sitting across from some fat ass pizza faced loser whose job title was actually “Pro Wrestling Correspondent.”
Don’t get us wrong, professional wrestling is an illustrious sport full of some great talent but a grown ass man who dresses like a teenager in the 90’s who sits in front of his camera all day “reporting” on the ins and outs of professional wrestling isn’t exactly Phil fucking Donahue.
His wages are paid by Youtube and his website lives and dies on views.
That isn’t a job.
The loser Rob Diamond now found himself sitting across from is more or less a leech on professional wrestling. Some young kid who saw one too many leg drops and grew up to report on the backstage bullshit that happened between shows. He didn’t really work for a living, he greased the palms of some of the ring crew or a few of the new guys who didn’t know any better to get some dirt on the real stars and he wrote “news reports” about them.
His latest headline was “Do Noah Field and Cable Arcane use the same hair gel?” damn, such news worthy material.
Rob sat with a smug smile across from this internet guru who the general professional wrestling populace heralded as the second coming of Jesus Christ with a smug smile wearing a Bob Pooler t-shirt. Rob leaned back with his hands behind his head in a position of power waiting for the questions to begin.
Don Veltzer: So Rob, you’ve been wrestling for over a decade now, correct?
Rob: Yup.
Don Veltzer: And it was watching your brother in PWW that really got you into the sport?
Rob: You are correct.
Rob actually scoffed out loud like he was Alex Jones at this dudes reporting ability.
Don Veltzer: How long have you known Spike Kane?
Rob: I’ve known him since almost the beginning of my career. Falcon gave me my formal training but Spike took me under his wing and really showed me the ropes.
Don Veltzer: Your first encounter with Spike was being pitched joining Social Distortion in NCW, correct?
Rob: Yeah, Spike came to me personally and asked if I’d be interested. At the time I was just a kid so of course I was interested.
Don Veltzer: Did you ever expect your career to be what it is now when he asked you to run with him?
Rob: Absolutely! No one gets into wrestling wanting to be some mid card loser. We all get into this to be the World or Imperial or whatever champion. I saw an opportunity with Spike that I didn’t see with Falcon and Angel.
Don Veltzer: Do you ever regret turning on the men who trained you and your brother?
Rob: Not for a single instant. Look, Angel Blake and Kyle Braddock are great people, we are still friends to this day but back then the two of them, whether they admit it or not were only interested in reliving their PWW past. Spike actually wanted to help me be my own person. He taught me, lead me and when he thought it was time for me to run on my own he let me go.
Don Veltzer: And that’s when you went on to be the longest reigning X Champion in NCW history, correct?
Rob: Yeah and then I went on to be the World Champion.
Don Veltzer: And without Spike you don’t think you’d of been able to accomplish that?
Rob sighed for a moment as he leaned back.
Rob: Maybe, maybe not. Spike taught me the most important lesson of my career and that’s no one else is going to do it for you. Back then, Angel wasn’t the psychopath he is today and Falcon? Well he’s always been a stickler for doing the right thing. But Spike? He was a Hall of Fame wrestler when we met, a former world champion, he told me the truth of professional wrestling and that’s a truth I have tried to live by ever since.
Don Veltzer: Even when he cut your finger off?
This was a touchy subject that caught Rob off guard.
Rob: I mean… Spike… He was going through some stuff then and…
Don Veltzer: And instead of following his teachings you decided to try and save him?
Rob: He was more than a teacher then, more than a friend.
Don Veltzer: Oh I know, you two were like brothers by the time that match took place, I just find it curious that you would chose to ignore everything he taught you to try and save him from doing something truly awful.
Rob leaned forward now, giving up his position of power.
Rob: So I ignored some of what he taught me and tried to save my friend, what’s your point?
Don Veltzer: Well, what I was trying to get to is Spike has made a lot of questionable decisions in his career, one of which was faking cancer.
Rob: I didn’t know he was faking.
Don Veltzer: The other is over the alleged death of his son, Xander.
Without hesitation or thought Rob leaps across the table between them and knocks Don Veltzer on his ass with a mean right hand.
Rob: DON’T YOU DARE IMPLY HE FAKED HIS SONS DEATH! I WAS THERE! I SAW THAT KID BLEEDING ON THE GROUND! MY DAUGHTER SAW IT!
Rob seethed as he stood over the cowering podcaster.
Rob: Spike Kane has done a lot of wrong inside that ring, so have I but no one, NO ONE! Deserves to go through what he’s going through! He lost a son! I could have lost a daughter! And for a sniveling pig to make light of that like it’s some fucking plot from a soap opera is fucking disgusting! Get a life.
With nothing more to be said Rob knocks the computer monitor of Don Veltzer onto him with a flick of his hand and walks out of the bed room that has been turned into a studio. Once outside he does something he’s been doing more frequently, something he stopped doing when he found out he was a father a few years ago and lit up a cigarette.
”Steve.”
The scene fades away to black.
”For years I tried to forget what you did to me.”
We fade back in on Rob sitting on a bench in a locker room, he’s dressed to wrestle.
”You were my friend, one of my best friend’s, we traveled up and down the road together, we did shows together, we shared hotel rooms and sometimes more together. For a while we were absolutely inseparable. Falcon trained me to wrestle, Spike taught me the ropes and you? You showed me how to live the life. When Spike was banished from NCW you became my best friend. We hit it off. We annoyed everyone, we won matches, we were the best of friends.”
“I loved you.”
“I never imagined a day where anything would come in between us. I remember a night somewhere in the mid west where I day dreamed about becoming the World Champion and you told me I had what it took. You also told me if I ever got there you would support me one hundred percent. Well I got there. I scratched and clawed my way to the top and with the help of Zelda Knite I worked my way into a World title match just like Spike and you taught me.”
“I won the World Championship.”
“It cost me my friendship with Falcon, the one man who believed in me when no one else did over a decade ago. With Zelda’s help I screwed him out of the World Championship and I finally stood on top of NCW.”
“Everything was perfect.”
“Or atleast that’s how I played it.”
“See there were things Zelda was doing I didn’t agree with. Her and Adam had all sorts of plans for the next generation of NCW superstars that I felt ignored or punished people who had been there for years. I picked a fight, stood up for people I considered friends and in the end it got me a strained relationship with a woman I loved.”
“You knew that.”
We focus in on the now seething face of Rob.
”I came to you.”
“I told you what they were planning and I told you how Zelda and I fought about it behind closed doors. In front of the camera we were the perfect couple but you knew that we fought almost from day one. We argued over everything, from who deserved title matches to who deserved even to be allowed to compete in an NCW ring. I told you all of it.”
“I told you how much I loved her, how I saw myself growing old with her even though we disagreed on almost everything to do with the business. I told you I wanted to marry her, have a family with her, die with her in my arms. I told you, Steve, that Zelda Knite was my other half, my soul mate.”
“And then you challenged me for the NCW World Championship…”
“At first I thought it was just going to be a friendly match between two guys who loved each other. But as the weeks drew closer I started to see you for who you really were. One by one you dragged my personal problems through the mud. You exposed my issues with the woman I loved for the world to see. And even though Zelda and I made a special promo to showcase how much we loved each other you still decided to use your inside knowledge to show we were lying.”
“You betrayed me.”
“You never cared about our friendship, the only thing you cared about was being recognized as the best. I don’t know if you were jealous of my quick rise to the top of NCW or you were just upset that you were no longer the face, all I know is you used my trust to gain an upper hand against me and betray me.”
“You took what should have been a match between friends and made it personal.”
“You mocked the things I had told you in private, you laughed at my own personal heart ache, you exposed how flawed NCW’s perfect couple was and then you became the World Champion. With a smile on your face you expected me to shake your hand and smile and the only reason I did it was because I knew Zelda had one foot out the door.”
“I knew everything I cared about in this world was about to be ripped away.”
“And how long after did I find myself fired?”
“How long after did I find myself slumming in PWA?”
“All because Steve Awesome was more concerned with being World Champion. All because Steve Awesome couldn’t let someone else be in the spot light for more than two seconds. Because of you what little Zelda and I had between us was lost to rage. Because of you my contract in NCW was thrown in the shredder. Because of you I found myself, a former World Champion, begging to be booked in the opening match of a promotion where Nighthawk had been a World Champion!”
“YOU RUINED MY CAREER!”
“It took me years to build myself back up.”
“I had to beg my way back into NCW in it’s final months and even then Zelda wouldn’t talk to me and I was booked like a joke of a jobber while you continued to find yourself in the main event.”
Rob glares into the camera.
”IWF was my clean slate. Adam and Zelda Knite wouldn’t be here to under cut me, being Steve Awesome meant nothing. IWF was going to be a ground up promotion and I jumped on the opportunity to be a part of it’s beginning. I’ve been apart of this promotion from day one, fighting for my position, defending against all on comers, I may have not become the Imperial Champion but I damn sure am one of the corner stones of this company.”
“And so Steve Awesome comes crawling out from beneath the rocks.”
“With a friendly hand held out.”
“Pitching his idea for Infamous reborn.”
“Motherfucker I AM INFAMOUS!”
“I may not have won the Imperial Championship but I have been one of the top wrestlers in this company since the days its doors opened and I plan to be here when it ends. When I saw you come sauntering in through the doors, preaching about your Hollywood contract, acting like you were a big star, I saw no other choice but to cut you down to size like you did to me.”
“So with Laura’s help I bought your contract from this company.”
“I orchestrated your every misery.”
“I made it so Steve Awesome was nothing more than a curtain jerking loser who moon lit as a janitor.”
“I ruined your chance to really be someone in IWF just like you ruined mine in NCW and I don’t feel sorry about it for even a half a second!”
“WE WERE FRIENDS!”
“You could have supported me, you could have been my friend, you could have been my brother and helped me through a hard time but you chose to look out for yourself. And so I’ve done exactly the same! I’ve done everything possible to diminish the career of Steve Awesome to the point you aren’t even in the opening video of Sacrifice. Steve Awesome is nothing more than a memory from the NCW tape library and that’s exactly how it will remain.”
“That’s the only place you ever mattered.”
“IWF belongs to me. I got to where I am without your help, without anyone’s help. I stand here now as the goddamn Greatest of all Time not because I’ve held all the belts but because I have survived while everyone else has disappeared. I have seen Joe Everyman and Lex Sense, Roberto Verona and Malaki Toale, Renee Pleasant and Alex Jones, Angel Blake and Mike Laszlo, through it all I have continued to thrive, the one permanent fixture of this company! The one face who will never fade who will never go away and who will never trust a man like you!”
“I always tell it like it is, Steve.”
“And I’m going to tell you right now.”
“You will walk out of this match over my dead body.”
Rob simply smirks.
”And if you ain’t down with that then I got two words for ya. Suck it.”
Well howdy there pardner.