Post by Jack Diamond on Apr 21, 2018 16:00:08 GMT -5
[The scene opens just north of tonight’s Monday Night Spectacle at the Holiday Inn Fargo Hotel & Convention Center. As a crowd gathers outside, a dark limousine from nearby Platinum Limousine, one of the top luxury ride services in Fargo, ND. As the driver steps around the limo and opens the back door, the crowd explode into cheers as ICW Star, Jack Diamond steps out, slowly and gingerly, holding clearly not his normal, lively self. Diamond had a grueling match with Ari Naxt tonight, where the back and forth action saw Jack getting speared multiple times, a miscue from him that sent him through the announce table, and ultimately getting hit in the gut and back with a wooden stick of sorts, before barely coming up with the roll up victory. Jack clearly is feeling the effects of the match but when he hears the crowd, and sees the camera, he smiles.]
Jack Diamond: Fargo, North Dakota! How’s it going?!?
[The roaring crowd gets louder and Jack lets out a hearty laugh, before wincing in pain, grabbing his ribs.]
Jack Diamond: Ari, this isn’t over…no, not by a long shot. Yes, The Ace came out victorious tonight, but I still feel like I didn’t accomplish what I set out to do and that was to put down the “big bad wolf.” So we WILL meet again down the road, Ari, and it’s going to be a lot worse for you next time, bet on it. But that’s not why we are here tonight! We are here to party! Ha ha, yes we are here to celebrate the in ring debut of The Ace of Spade in the ICW. The first of many wins on my way to taking over this place! Let’s go folks, let’s throw down!
[The crowd pops huge as Jack walks towards the Spirit Lounge and Casino located in the Holiday Inn. As the fans start piling into the doors of the lounge, Jack grins into the camera as he strolls alone the sidewalk.]
Jack Diamond: Yes, that’s right… 1 win down and so many more to go. You better get used to it world, because the rocket has been strapped to the back of Jack, and it’s off to the stars and moon for me! Speaking of stars, tonight’s victory puts me right in the middle of the Shoot Star title hunt. Don White is sitting there waiting for who his opponent at Gold Rush will be….well Donny-boy, start preparing for the stacked deck, because after next week, when the dust settles, The Diamond Club will be raining down cheers once again as their VIP stands victorious.
[Jack enters the building, the place has to be nearing capacity, all of them crammed in to take part in the after-party. Many of these fans are part of the 471 people who Jack paid their way into the Scheels Arena tonight to witness him win his debut match. Diamond walks up to the bar, orders a Kraken and Cherry Diet Dr. Pepper, and turns back to the camera, raises the glass and takes a sip before continuing.]
Jack Diamond: Ah, that’s good. So what lies next, before I get to Gold Rush to claim my title? Well, next Monday in Grand Forks, I have been placed in a triple threat match against Jericho Kade and Brett Stettson. Let’s start with you, Mr. ICW. “The Saving Grace” of ICW. Son, I know that tonight was your first night and you became a number one contender in the tag division, but heed my warning now, you better stay in the tag division.
[Jack pauses to take another drink, signs an autograph or two, and his happy go lucky look turns to almost disgust at the thought of someone else claiming to be Mr. ICW]
Jack Diamond: You see, Jericho…If anyone is going to be coined as Mr. ICW, well its Jack Diamond. Seven days, Kade, seven days. In one week it is your dance with destiny. And just like the Israelites circled the Walls of Jericho for seven days, that’s what I’m doing…and on that seventh day? Well, the walls come crumbling down my friend. The trumpets will blast, the horns will blow and your world as you knew it, will be no more. You are real tough, Kade, when you put your hands on someone like Lucas Rieter. However, when you step in the ring with The Ace, you step in the ring with the best damn thing in the ICW. I like your style though, kid. You remind Jack a lot of himself…that cocky, can do attitude, doing whatever you can to win a match whether its lie, cheat or steal… I can respect that. What I can’t respect…what I WON’T respect, is you trying to come over here and bark up the tree that Jack planted. You may go on to do great things here in the ICW, Jericho. You may even win multiple titles, but you will never achieve the level of success that I will in this company. You think you are the face that runs the place? Well like the “JK” on your trunks, boy you must be “Just Kidding.” You’re standing outside the Diamond Club now kid, a place you will never get to. I’m sitting here holding an Ace and Jack in my hand while you are forced to take hit after hit until you bust…and that is what you will be Jericho…a bust.
[Jack, finishing off his drink, orders a second one and tips the bartender. And heads over towards the blackjack tables, getting an urge to play a couple hands after making the last reference. The crowd, hanging on every word that Jack says, follows him across the floor as its pure pandemonium in the Spirit Lounge]
Jack Diamond: Jericho is just one of the obstacles that will quickly be removed from Jack Diamond’s path of greatness. The other? “The Teen Idol” Brett Stetson. The Teen Idol? Are you kidding me?
[Some of the crowd cheers at hearing the name Stetson, recognizing him as the heartthrob during 2 seasons of 90210. Jack noticing the reaction, takes a sip of his drink as he sits down at a table, and just shakes his head, laughing.]
Jack Diamond: Oh, Brett, Brett, Brett. Young man, you should have stayed in Hollywood. Sure, you got the look of a wrestler, but this pipe dream of yours, thinking that you can come into the ICW and make a name for yourself? Well, just like the newer 90210 will never be as popular as the old…Brett, you will never…and The Ace means NEVER, be able to live up to the stardom that is Jack Diamond. Just like Todd Hogan, I think you are hiding a dark secret though Brett. I think deep down, you idolize Jack Diamond. Hell, I can’t blame you, I idolize Jack Diamond as well. I’ve seen your video clips though…You like the Stacked Deck so much, and honestly who wouldn’t? You like it SO MUCH, that you went out and started using a variation of the cutter as well. That’s okay Brett, but come next Monday we are going to find out who does it best. And Brett, when I sit you on that top turnbuckle, and you are seeing stars, (Not Stars Like Jack Diamond, but actual stars), and I plant you into the mat after a stacked deck… maybe, just maybe you will take my advice and get on the first plane back to Cali. This isn’t the life you want, kid.
[Jack gets another refill from the pretty waitress that is keeping the patrons filled on booze. Jack tips her, throws back another long swig, and stares into the camera, all joking out of his eyes, almost burning a hole in the lens.]
Jack Diamond: No, that is not what either one of you want. Kade, Brett, when we step in that ring Monday night you are both going to be in way over your heads. When the Diamond Club members are all over the arena, cheering for their soon to be champion, Jack Diamond, you guys are not even going to be able to think, let alone compete in this match. You see, Jack Diamond will have a Full House Monday night, while the two of you? Well, y’all are just a pair… a pair of nobodies! Ha ha!
[Jack finishes off his drink, throws down his earnings for the night and asks the dealer to deal him in. The crowd can do nothing but stand around in awe as their favorite ICW star hangs out, laughing and interacting with everyone. What is going to happen next Monday night in Jack Diamond’s second match? Will he be victorious again and on his way to Gold Rush to fight for the Shoot Star Title? Only time will tell. As jack wins his first hand of blackjack, the camera slowly zooms out, fades and the scene comes to an end.]
Jack Diamond: Fargo, North Dakota! How’s it going?!?
[The roaring crowd gets louder and Jack lets out a hearty laugh, before wincing in pain, grabbing his ribs.]
Jack Diamond: Ari, this isn’t over…no, not by a long shot. Yes, The Ace came out victorious tonight, but I still feel like I didn’t accomplish what I set out to do and that was to put down the “big bad wolf.” So we WILL meet again down the road, Ari, and it’s going to be a lot worse for you next time, bet on it. But that’s not why we are here tonight! We are here to party! Ha ha, yes we are here to celebrate the in ring debut of The Ace of Spade in the ICW. The first of many wins on my way to taking over this place! Let’s go folks, let’s throw down!
[The crowd pops huge as Jack walks towards the Spirit Lounge and Casino located in the Holiday Inn. As the fans start piling into the doors of the lounge, Jack grins into the camera as he strolls alone the sidewalk.]
Jack Diamond: Yes, that’s right… 1 win down and so many more to go. You better get used to it world, because the rocket has been strapped to the back of Jack, and it’s off to the stars and moon for me! Speaking of stars, tonight’s victory puts me right in the middle of the Shoot Star title hunt. Don White is sitting there waiting for who his opponent at Gold Rush will be….well Donny-boy, start preparing for the stacked deck, because after next week, when the dust settles, The Diamond Club will be raining down cheers once again as their VIP stands victorious.
[Jack enters the building, the place has to be nearing capacity, all of them crammed in to take part in the after-party. Many of these fans are part of the 471 people who Jack paid their way into the Scheels Arena tonight to witness him win his debut match. Diamond walks up to the bar, orders a Kraken and Cherry Diet Dr. Pepper, and turns back to the camera, raises the glass and takes a sip before continuing.]
Jack Diamond: Ah, that’s good. So what lies next, before I get to Gold Rush to claim my title? Well, next Monday in Grand Forks, I have been placed in a triple threat match against Jericho Kade and Brett Stettson. Let’s start with you, Mr. ICW. “The Saving Grace” of ICW. Son, I know that tonight was your first night and you became a number one contender in the tag division, but heed my warning now, you better stay in the tag division.
[Jack pauses to take another drink, signs an autograph or two, and his happy go lucky look turns to almost disgust at the thought of someone else claiming to be Mr. ICW]
Jack Diamond: You see, Jericho…If anyone is going to be coined as Mr. ICW, well its Jack Diamond. Seven days, Kade, seven days. In one week it is your dance with destiny. And just like the Israelites circled the Walls of Jericho for seven days, that’s what I’m doing…and on that seventh day? Well, the walls come crumbling down my friend. The trumpets will blast, the horns will blow and your world as you knew it, will be no more. You are real tough, Kade, when you put your hands on someone like Lucas Rieter. However, when you step in the ring with The Ace, you step in the ring with the best damn thing in the ICW. I like your style though, kid. You remind Jack a lot of himself…that cocky, can do attitude, doing whatever you can to win a match whether its lie, cheat or steal… I can respect that. What I can’t respect…what I WON’T respect, is you trying to come over here and bark up the tree that Jack planted. You may go on to do great things here in the ICW, Jericho. You may even win multiple titles, but you will never achieve the level of success that I will in this company. You think you are the face that runs the place? Well like the “JK” on your trunks, boy you must be “Just Kidding.” You’re standing outside the Diamond Club now kid, a place you will never get to. I’m sitting here holding an Ace and Jack in my hand while you are forced to take hit after hit until you bust…and that is what you will be Jericho…a bust.
[Jack, finishing off his drink, orders a second one and tips the bartender. And heads over towards the blackjack tables, getting an urge to play a couple hands after making the last reference. The crowd, hanging on every word that Jack says, follows him across the floor as its pure pandemonium in the Spirit Lounge]
Jack Diamond: Jericho is just one of the obstacles that will quickly be removed from Jack Diamond’s path of greatness. The other? “The Teen Idol” Brett Stetson. The Teen Idol? Are you kidding me?
[Some of the crowd cheers at hearing the name Stetson, recognizing him as the heartthrob during 2 seasons of 90210. Jack noticing the reaction, takes a sip of his drink as he sits down at a table, and just shakes his head, laughing.]
Jack Diamond: Oh, Brett, Brett, Brett. Young man, you should have stayed in Hollywood. Sure, you got the look of a wrestler, but this pipe dream of yours, thinking that you can come into the ICW and make a name for yourself? Well, just like the newer 90210 will never be as popular as the old…Brett, you will never…and The Ace means NEVER, be able to live up to the stardom that is Jack Diamond. Just like Todd Hogan, I think you are hiding a dark secret though Brett. I think deep down, you idolize Jack Diamond. Hell, I can’t blame you, I idolize Jack Diamond as well. I’ve seen your video clips though…You like the Stacked Deck so much, and honestly who wouldn’t? You like it SO MUCH, that you went out and started using a variation of the cutter as well. That’s okay Brett, but come next Monday we are going to find out who does it best. And Brett, when I sit you on that top turnbuckle, and you are seeing stars, (Not Stars Like Jack Diamond, but actual stars), and I plant you into the mat after a stacked deck… maybe, just maybe you will take my advice and get on the first plane back to Cali. This isn’t the life you want, kid.
[Jack gets another refill from the pretty waitress that is keeping the patrons filled on booze. Jack tips her, throws back another long swig, and stares into the camera, all joking out of his eyes, almost burning a hole in the lens.]
Jack Diamond: No, that is not what either one of you want. Kade, Brett, when we step in that ring Monday night you are both going to be in way over your heads. When the Diamond Club members are all over the arena, cheering for their soon to be champion, Jack Diamond, you guys are not even going to be able to think, let alone compete in this match. You see, Jack Diamond will have a Full House Monday night, while the two of you? Well, y’all are just a pair… a pair of nobodies! Ha ha!
[Jack finishes off his drink, throws down his earnings for the night and asks the dealer to deal him in. The crowd can do nothing but stand around in awe as their favorite ICW star hangs out, laughing and interacting with everyone. What is going to happen next Monday night in Jack Diamond’s second match? Will he be victorious again and on his way to Gold Rush to fight for the Shoot Star Title? Only time will tell. As jack wins his first hand of blackjack, the camera slowly zooms out, fades and the scene comes to an end.]