Post by Jack Diamond on Apr 21, 2018 16:19:03 GMT -5
[The scene opens outside the police station in St. Paul, Minnesota. Jack Diamond steps outside, takes a deep breath and walks down the steps leading out onto the sidewalk. Two officers follow him down the steps, shake his hand and as the camera zooms in, we catch the following exchange.]
Officer 1: Mr. Diamond, we apologize for the inconvenience of all this. When we got the order we didn’t realize who we were sent after at first. Imagine our surprise when we realized it was you.
Diamond: No worries, officer, I know it was all a misunderstanding. I can assure you, as my lawyer has provided, we had all the proper permits, and just to show my appreciation for the fine city of Saint Paul, I plan on rebuilding the bench and street light that I destroyed and even adopt the street around that area. It will be now known as Diamond Boulevard.
Officer 2: Thank you Jack. We are huge fans of yours and can’t wait to see what you do in the ring this Sunday. We’ll both be there with our families. I have to ask, is there any way that we can get your autograph?
Diamond: No problem boss, and I hope you both enjoy watching Jack Diamond go on to not only become the Shooting Star number one contender, but also the ICW World Champion!
[Jack signs a couple autographs for the officers and it’s all smiles and handshakes as they make a little more small talk about the Gold Rush pay-per-view that is coming up. Obviously the trouble that Jack has gotten into over the past week was brushed off somehow as just a misunderstanding and Jack Diamond is a free man, ready to compete in his ladder match and the Gold Rush Rumble. The scene fades to black. The scene picks back up a couple hours later, in a dusty, abandoned warehouse. In the middle of the floor, a wrestling ring is set up and inside are nine crash dummies. Each one of the crash dummies is dressed differently. The first is sporting a long beard, its arm in a sling, and a wolf painted on its chest. The second dummy has a pair of sunglasses, lipstick kiss marks on its head, and a “Teen Beat” magazine stapled to its chest. The third has on a black shirt that says “Mr. ICW” and has “Just Kidding” spray painted underneath it. The fourth is dressed in Army fatigues, and has paper flame cut outs stapled all over the fatigues. The fifth, has a sign over its neck that reads “Woe is me, I’m here to avoid being a father.” The sixth is sporting a red hoodie and has a toy championship belt over his shoulder with the letters “ACW” painted over it. The seventh dummy is dressed as a Native American warrior, with a shirt that says “I have a low IQ.” The eighth is sporting a “Venom” shirt made by Marvel Comics. Finally, the last crash dummy is dressed in camouflage hunting gear and wearing a cheap luchador mask. A beautiful blonde haired woman has made her way to the ring, climbs in and has a microphone in hand.]
Blonde: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my great pleasure to introduce to you, the man who will be the very FIRST ICW World Champion! The best damn thing in the ICW today, The Ace of Spades, Jack Diamond!
[The lights in the warehouse turn red, as “The Ace of Spades” by Motorhead blares throughout the building. Jack Diamond enters the warehouse decked out in an expensive suit. He is sporting his trademark red, diamond shape glasses and has a huge smile on his face as he struts down to the ring and climbs in. As he looks around at all the crash dummies he walks over to the blonde, who hands Jack the microphone, and gives her a quick peck on the cheek. He walks her over to the ropes, holds them for her and she exits the ring. Jack looking around again, takes a moment and laughs to himself before addressing the empty warehouse as if it held a sold out crowd.]
Diamond: Well folks, we are now about a day away from the very first ICW pay-per-view, Gold Rush. We are about a day away from the Gold Rush Rumble. We are about a day away from me throwing out 9 pieces of trash from MY ring and claiming the world title that I so rightfully deserve. But boy do I have a treat for you, for all my Diamond Club VIPs. I am giving you a sneak peek to how tomorrow night is going down. And look what we have here, a ring full of dummies!
[Jack motions around the ring to the various crash dummies, and walks over to the first dummy, with its long beard hanging from the face and sling on the arm. Jack drags it to the center of the ring.]
Diamond: What do we have here? Ari Naxt? How the hell did you even make it to the ring after I beat you down earlier in the night to become the Shooting Star number one contender? I’ve given you 3 losses here in the ICW so far so I guess one more isn’t going to hurt!
[Jack takes the “Ari” crash dummy and lifts it high over his head, walking to the ropes and tossing it as far out into the warehouse as he can. As the crash dummy lands in a crumpled mess on the floor, Jack turns his attention to the next dummy, the one with a teen magazine on its chest and kiss marks on its face. As Jack picks the dummy up by its shoulders the sunglasses fall off.]
Diamond: Oops, Bret, you dropped your glasses. It’s okay, I want you to see me clearly. Mr. “Teen Idol” I told you last week you don’t belong in the ring with the likes of Jack Diamond. So this Sunday night I intend to toss your ass all the way back to Rodeo Drive!
[Jack slings the “Bret Stettson” dummy over the top ropes and the magazine goes flying as it hits the concrete floor below with an almost sickening thud. Diamond walks to the third figure, dressed in the black “Mr. ICW” shirt. Jack puts his arm around the shoulder of the dummy and walks it to the center of the ring where he stops and shakes his head.]
Diamond: Jericho, we could have been friends, hell I could have even stepped in Bobby’s place and helped you win the Tag Team titles, but just when Jack was on his way to win the fatal four match you slithered in and stole the win from me like the snake you are. This Sunday, it is going to be a great pleasure to watch your ass hit the floor in anguish after I eliminate you from the rumble and crush your dreams as being World Champ. As I lift my belt high in the air at the end of the night, the ICW fans will have no choice but to proclaim me, the REAL Mr. ICW!
[Jack walks over to the ropes and performs a vertical suplex to the “Jericho Kade” dummy over the top ropes. As it hits the ground, one of the arms pop off and Jack has a nice laugh at the crash dummy’s expense. He then turns his attention to the next prop, dressed in army fatigues and paper flames.]
Diamond: My God! It’s the Soviet Monster! Judging by his recent promos, he is really a huge Bernie Sanders supporter, even going as far as stealing his motto! Well Duke, I am from a part of North Carolina where we hate anything named “Duke.” So this Sunday, the only burn anyone will be feeling is the concrete burn you feel as your body slides across the floor after being thrown out by Jack Diamond!
[Jack takes the “Duke Kosloff” dummy and throws him out over the top rope and takes a moment to play to the invisible crowd. He walks over to the next crash dummy and reads the sign around it’s chest again, before pulling it out to center stage.]
Diamond: “Woe is me.” Halifax, I honestly don’t know much about you, and I don’t have children, but it seems like you are staying on the road an awful lot more than going home and spending time with your daughter. If I was a father, I think I would be a home more… then again the ole Ace has plenty of money for any offspring that does come from this greatness, so I can’t say I understand. One thing I know, is that after I end your dreams of being a champion Sunday, you can cry your ass back to your little girl and explain to her that you have failed her.
[Jack slings the “Halifax” dummy out of the ring and as it hits the ground, the sign breaks in two. The next dummy, slumped in the corner with a red hoodie and toy belt is Jack’s next target.]
Diamond: Don White… such a strange, strange guy. Don, I’ve actually followed much of your career, including your improbable title run in the ACW. You are truly a talented, powerful specimen. My problem with you is that you disappear from places just when things get rolling, and so I am going to make it easy for you here in ICW. I am going to get rid of you in this rumble match so that you can disappear from the wrestling world for good!
[Jack throws the “Don White” dummy over the top ropes and walks to the next two dummies. One dressed in warrior paint, the other with the “Venom” T-shirt on. He drags both dummies to the ropes by their arms.]
Diamond: BoneSaw and Jake Venom… neither of you deserve to be in this match. Jake I had your ass beat last week and eventually you lost to Kade, how embarrassing for you. BoneSaw, no one knew what the hell you were talking about and it’s clear that this crash dummy has a higher IQ than you. Get out of my ring.
[Diamond tosses out both the “Bone Saw” and “Jake Venom” dummies. He turns to the last dummy, propped up in the corner with camouflage and a luchador mask.]
Diamond: Last but not least, El Cazador! Well Steele, Sunday is the first chance you and I have to be in the ring together. It’s going to be something special. At Gold Rush you will probably walk out with two titles, but you won’t have a third. No sir, because Sunday you are no longer the hunter, but the hunted, and Jack Diamond is coming for you!
[Diamond sets the “Steele” dummy up on the top turnbuckle, and climbs up and hits the Stacked Deck. As the dummy hits the mat, its head pops off and rolls out of the ring and across the floor. As the camera zooms in on the luchador mask, Jack picks up the rest of the dummy.]
Diamond: Oh Steele, looks like you lost your head, but at least you have your mask!
[Jack tosses the last dummy out of the ring and walks to the center of the ring.]
Diamond: This Sunday, I will enter that ring as number six and take on nine other “dummies.” It doesn’t matter whoever is left before me and whoever enters after me. They’ll all meet the same fate, getting tossed over the top rope as I go on to become the FIRST ICW World Champion! Bet on it!
[Jack tosses the mic down and throws his hands up in a diamond sign as the camera pans across the floor showing all the crash dummies scattered about. The scene fades to black and we see the Gold Rush poster with Jack Diamond front and center.]
Officer 1: Mr. Diamond, we apologize for the inconvenience of all this. When we got the order we didn’t realize who we were sent after at first. Imagine our surprise when we realized it was you.
Diamond: No worries, officer, I know it was all a misunderstanding. I can assure you, as my lawyer has provided, we had all the proper permits, and just to show my appreciation for the fine city of Saint Paul, I plan on rebuilding the bench and street light that I destroyed and even adopt the street around that area. It will be now known as Diamond Boulevard.
Officer 2: Thank you Jack. We are huge fans of yours and can’t wait to see what you do in the ring this Sunday. We’ll both be there with our families. I have to ask, is there any way that we can get your autograph?
Diamond: No problem boss, and I hope you both enjoy watching Jack Diamond go on to not only become the Shooting Star number one contender, but also the ICW World Champion!
[Jack signs a couple autographs for the officers and it’s all smiles and handshakes as they make a little more small talk about the Gold Rush pay-per-view that is coming up. Obviously the trouble that Jack has gotten into over the past week was brushed off somehow as just a misunderstanding and Jack Diamond is a free man, ready to compete in his ladder match and the Gold Rush Rumble. The scene fades to black. The scene picks back up a couple hours later, in a dusty, abandoned warehouse. In the middle of the floor, a wrestling ring is set up and inside are nine crash dummies. Each one of the crash dummies is dressed differently. The first is sporting a long beard, its arm in a sling, and a wolf painted on its chest. The second dummy has a pair of sunglasses, lipstick kiss marks on its head, and a “Teen Beat” magazine stapled to its chest. The third has on a black shirt that says “Mr. ICW” and has “Just Kidding” spray painted underneath it. The fourth is dressed in Army fatigues, and has paper flame cut outs stapled all over the fatigues. The fifth, has a sign over its neck that reads “Woe is me, I’m here to avoid being a father.” The sixth is sporting a red hoodie and has a toy championship belt over his shoulder with the letters “ACW” painted over it. The seventh dummy is dressed as a Native American warrior, with a shirt that says “I have a low IQ.” The eighth is sporting a “Venom” shirt made by Marvel Comics. Finally, the last crash dummy is dressed in camouflage hunting gear and wearing a cheap luchador mask. A beautiful blonde haired woman has made her way to the ring, climbs in and has a microphone in hand.]
Blonde: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my great pleasure to introduce to you, the man who will be the very FIRST ICW World Champion! The best damn thing in the ICW today, The Ace of Spades, Jack Diamond!
[The lights in the warehouse turn red, as “The Ace of Spades” by Motorhead blares throughout the building. Jack Diamond enters the warehouse decked out in an expensive suit. He is sporting his trademark red, diamond shape glasses and has a huge smile on his face as he struts down to the ring and climbs in. As he looks around at all the crash dummies he walks over to the blonde, who hands Jack the microphone, and gives her a quick peck on the cheek. He walks her over to the ropes, holds them for her and she exits the ring. Jack looking around again, takes a moment and laughs to himself before addressing the empty warehouse as if it held a sold out crowd.]
Diamond: Well folks, we are now about a day away from the very first ICW pay-per-view, Gold Rush. We are about a day away from the Gold Rush Rumble. We are about a day away from me throwing out 9 pieces of trash from MY ring and claiming the world title that I so rightfully deserve. But boy do I have a treat for you, for all my Diamond Club VIPs. I am giving you a sneak peek to how tomorrow night is going down. And look what we have here, a ring full of dummies!
[Jack motions around the ring to the various crash dummies, and walks over to the first dummy, with its long beard hanging from the face and sling on the arm. Jack drags it to the center of the ring.]
Diamond: What do we have here? Ari Naxt? How the hell did you even make it to the ring after I beat you down earlier in the night to become the Shooting Star number one contender? I’ve given you 3 losses here in the ICW so far so I guess one more isn’t going to hurt!
[Jack takes the “Ari” crash dummy and lifts it high over his head, walking to the ropes and tossing it as far out into the warehouse as he can. As the crash dummy lands in a crumpled mess on the floor, Jack turns his attention to the next dummy, the one with a teen magazine on its chest and kiss marks on its face. As Jack picks the dummy up by its shoulders the sunglasses fall off.]
Diamond: Oops, Bret, you dropped your glasses. It’s okay, I want you to see me clearly. Mr. “Teen Idol” I told you last week you don’t belong in the ring with the likes of Jack Diamond. So this Sunday night I intend to toss your ass all the way back to Rodeo Drive!
[Jack slings the “Bret Stettson” dummy over the top ropes and the magazine goes flying as it hits the concrete floor below with an almost sickening thud. Diamond walks to the third figure, dressed in the black “Mr. ICW” shirt. Jack puts his arm around the shoulder of the dummy and walks it to the center of the ring where he stops and shakes his head.]
Diamond: Jericho, we could have been friends, hell I could have even stepped in Bobby’s place and helped you win the Tag Team titles, but just when Jack was on his way to win the fatal four match you slithered in and stole the win from me like the snake you are. This Sunday, it is going to be a great pleasure to watch your ass hit the floor in anguish after I eliminate you from the rumble and crush your dreams as being World Champ. As I lift my belt high in the air at the end of the night, the ICW fans will have no choice but to proclaim me, the REAL Mr. ICW!
[Jack walks over to the ropes and performs a vertical suplex to the “Jericho Kade” dummy over the top ropes. As it hits the ground, one of the arms pop off and Jack has a nice laugh at the crash dummy’s expense. He then turns his attention to the next prop, dressed in army fatigues and paper flames.]
Diamond: My God! It’s the Soviet Monster! Judging by his recent promos, he is really a huge Bernie Sanders supporter, even going as far as stealing his motto! Well Duke, I am from a part of North Carolina where we hate anything named “Duke.” So this Sunday, the only burn anyone will be feeling is the concrete burn you feel as your body slides across the floor after being thrown out by Jack Diamond!
[Jack takes the “Duke Kosloff” dummy and throws him out over the top rope and takes a moment to play to the invisible crowd. He walks over to the next crash dummy and reads the sign around it’s chest again, before pulling it out to center stage.]
Diamond: “Woe is me.” Halifax, I honestly don’t know much about you, and I don’t have children, but it seems like you are staying on the road an awful lot more than going home and spending time with your daughter. If I was a father, I think I would be a home more… then again the ole Ace has plenty of money for any offspring that does come from this greatness, so I can’t say I understand. One thing I know, is that after I end your dreams of being a champion Sunday, you can cry your ass back to your little girl and explain to her that you have failed her.
[Jack slings the “Halifax” dummy out of the ring and as it hits the ground, the sign breaks in two. The next dummy, slumped in the corner with a red hoodie and toy belt is Jack’s next target.]
Diamond: Don White… such a strange, strange guy. Don, I’ve actually followed much of your career, including your improbable title run in the ACW. You are truly a talented, powerful specimen. My problem with you is that you disappear from places just when things get rolling, and so I am going to make it easy for you here in ICW. I am going to get rid of you in this rumble match so that you can disappear from the wrestling world for good!
[Jack throws the “Don White” dummy over the top ropes and walks to the next two dummies. One dressed in warrior paint, the other with the “Venom” T-shirt on. He drags both dummies to the ropes by their arms.]
Diamond: BoneSaw and Jake Venom… neither of you deserve to be in this match. Jake I had your ass beat last week and eventually you lost to Kade, how embarrassing for you. BoneSaw, no one knew what the hell you were talking about and it’s clear that this crash dummy has a higher IQ than you. Get out of my ring.
[Diamond tosses out both the “Bone Saw” and “Jake Venom” dummies. He turns to the last dummy, propped up in the corner with camouflage and a luchador mask.]
Diamond: Last but not least, El Cazador! Well Steele, Sunday is the first chance you and I have to be in the ring together. It’s going to be something special. At Gold Rush you will probably walk out with two titles, but you won’t have a third. No sir, because Sunday you are no longer the hunter, but the hunted, and Jack Diamond is coming for you!
[Diamond sets the “Steele” dummy up on the top turnbuckle, and climbs up and hits the Stacked Deck. As the dummy hits the mat, its head pops off and rolls out of the ring and across the floor. As the camera zooms in on the luchador mask, Jack picks up the rest of the dummy.]
Diamond: Oh Steele, looks like you lost your head, but at least you have your mask!
[Jack tosses the last dummy out of the ring and walks to the center of the ring.]
Diamond: This Sunday, I will enter that ring as number six and take on nine other “dummies.” It doesn’t matter whoever is left before me and whoever enters after me. They’ll all meet the same fate, getting tossed over the top rope as I go on to become the FIRST ICW World Champion! Bet on it!
[Jack tosses the mic down and throws his hands up in a diamond sign as the camera pans across the floor showing all the crash dummies scattered about. The scene fades to black and we see the Gold Rush poster with Jack Diamond front and center.]