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You Can’t Fight With Destiny
Time: 3:33 PM 6th Sunday March 2011
Standing somewhere backstage, of the arena that Real Wrestling League’s Ground Zero III will take place, is Alberto Del Rio. Only three weeks ago did Alberto earned a shot at Samoa Joe’s World Heavyweight Championship by making Mr Anderson tap out. So now the Mexican Millionaire is mentally preparing himself for arguably the biggest match in his career so far. Alberto is wearing a black suit with matching formal pants and shoes while his trademark smile is on the male’s face. He isn’t with his personal ring announcer Ricardo Rodriguez nor is he with his personal bodyguard Vladimir Kozlov. Del Rio is by himself. After a few more seconds an official RWL cameraman shows up and went over to Alberto. The Mexican greeted the guy holding the camera with a smug smile before unleashing a few directives of where and how the cameraman stand. Afterwards the cameraman signalled to Alberto that he could begin the promo.
Alberto Del Rio: My name is Alberto Del Riiiiiooo! But you…you already know that. And you might also know that tonight is Ground Zero Three…arguably the biggest pay per view in the history of the real Wrestling League…but it is not the past that makes this event the biggest of the year, no. Destiny is the reason why this night will be the greatest in two-thousand-and-eleven. Destiny had Samoa Joe to be the current World Heavyweight Champion and destiny has it that I, the “Pyramid of Perfection”, will walk out of Ground Zero as the new World Heavyweight Champion. Don’t get the “Bravest of the Brave” wrong…I have tried to changed that fate by having Joe hand the Championship over to me. You see…out of all the peasants I see potential in Samoa Joe…so I gave him an offer to get rid of his financial problems, which was a hell of a lot more then whatever the Real Wrestling League has ever tried to pay Joe…it would a not only end his financial problems but also thrust his family to a better life. If he has any children they could of done off to world class colleges and if he has a spouse then that person could of for once get something he or she always wanted. Hell, if Joe ever wanted to get his parents something more then a stick for their birthday…then he could of used some of the two million dollars I offered to actually get them something worth having. That is if they haven’t died of some protein deficiency or whatever else these peasants get these days.
After saying his words Alberto Del Rio grinned in an over confident way. The cameraman is already regretting his decision of recording Del Rio’s words. But unfortunately he needs to record every second of this promo since that is what he is getting paid for. So he kept silent as the expression on the face of the self-proclaimed “Wrestling Royalty” changed from confident to frustrated and began to speak up again.
Alberto Del Rio: But instead of thinking of your family, Joe, you only considered yourself and refused my offer out of a false pride. That prove that you are lying whenever you claim to be a family man…and by now I think it is clearly obvious that I distain liars and what I do to them when I have the chance. So tonight Joe, you’re just going to be another lair…just with something that I want around your waist. Hell, the thing around your waist is destined to be mine. But before I continue with the future…I’ll speak of the past and how it led us to tonight. You were undefeated in some Chicago based nobody company where you where a shark in a fish bowl. You then went off to some place that claim to be action but instead is Totally Non-Appealing. You became undefeated there as well until some baldy makes you tap out to some ankle lock…it was then that the shark revealed himself as an over-sized goldfish. It became easy for people with the last names of Nash, Roode, Jarrett and Styles to take advantage and use you as a catapult towards the spot-light. And when it seemed that nothing else could go badly wrong…Hulk “I’m A Hundred Year Old Dinosaur” Hogan and Eric “Million Dollar Waster” Bischoff came along and took over that non-appealing garbage. I honestly found it funny what they did to you Joe…what happened again? Now I remember…they had you losing to old men who could easily retire the very next day. They also had you fight a drug addict to a draw when on talent alone you could of won…and lets not forget that they suspended you because they wanted you to lose weight. Now that you are here and won the upcoming star of two-thousand-and-ten…then defeated John Morrison, Jeff Jarrett and John Cena in the smallest King of the Mountain Match in history to become the World heavyweight Champion. Before I continue…I guess that those three stated about you being “fat” but don’t worry Joe I see no reason to slate your size, at lease not to that extent. You see…the words “World Heavyweight”…what do you picture that being? Rey Mysterio? AJ Styles? Some Miz? No, they are all too small…you see Samoa Joe, our sizes defines the words “World Heavyweight”. But back to your time here, you are the current World Champion and now you indeed look like the big fish of this sea…but the truth is Joe, you’re nothing but a clownfish in the ocean showed to me by destiny. I am the “Shark Of Destiny” and like all Samoan, from the Wild Samoans to the Rock, you have nothing on Wrestling Royalty. The only two things you lot have over me are dishonesty and stupidity. But tonight, when the smoke is cleared, the dust is settled and the peasants finish chanting their dirt-filled chants…I will capitalise on every other thing in our match. And everyone knows I’m an honest man…so maybe the Championship will finally have some class in its history.
After finishing what he just said Del Rio egotistically broad smile remerges on his face. The cameraman obviously is distaining every single word Alberto spoke, especially since he is part Samoan. Yet the guy couldn’t help but continue recording this arrogant millionaire and the man blessed with looks of a god spoke up once again.
Alberto Del Rio: Speaking of class…I want to tell everybody why I should be the one to hold the Championship after tonight. Unlike all the other mentally constipated wrestlers backstage I can truly be proud of who I am. I am the “Pyramid of Perfection”, I am the “Bravest of the Brave”, I am unarguably the most smartest person in grace a wrestling ring. Samoa Joe’s style is basically run quick and brawl at a rapid rate. But look at my style…I would won the gold medal in Olympic Greco-Wrestling if the Mexican president wasn’t brain-dead back then, meaning submission and mat wrestling isn’t an issue. Before ruling over Wrestling worldwide I have adapted and conquered the land of Lucha Libre so speed isn’t an issue. Before being interested in following my family’s footsteps I am an accomplished Mixed Martial Arts fighter with only two loses in nine matches…so taking and giving punches and kicks isn’t an issue. The only possible issues around are the one effecting your chances of defeating me Samoa Joe. I am just as fast as you. I am just as powerful with my kicks as you are with your fist, if not more. We share the same strength and the same size so we are perfectly even in styles and aggression. But one thing that you have been lacking and I have been improving…is tenaciousness. Through the past two months being tenacious gave me an almost incredible debut and only two weeks later it gave me a shot at the Prime Time Championship. I do have to admit that the tenaciousness inside these Royal red blood cells is spurred on by destiny. As it was my destiny to become the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship. And right now it is my destiny to defeat you, Samoa Joe, for MY World Championship. After the match I shall have one foot on your chest and the Championship risen up into the air while everyone will know the reason that I am the “Essence of Excellence”. Then later in the night me, Kozlov, Ricardo and John Bradshaw shall get the most finest girls in this place of peasant and celebrate the “Bravest of the Brave’s” most greatest victory. Between us there is so far nothing personal Joe…I offered you a new beginning and instead of making a smart formal decision you chose to have your Championship Reign opt to oblivion. Tonight we are just enemies and competitors fighting for the greatest prize in the Real Wrestling League…the Vendetta World Championship. But another big difference between us, Joe, is the fact that while you won’t a breakout award…I, “the Pride of Mexico”, am the fastest rising star in this company’s history. I was one moment away from winning the Christmas Chaos Battle Royale, in my debut, less then a month later I barely lost to Matt Morgan to become the first ever Prime Time Champion and now, near the end of these two months, I will fulfil destiny and take over this company. You, Joe, will merely be the chest with MY Title inside…and during the match I’ll be picking that lock and when I lock on my armbar the lock will break and after you tap out Joe I, Alberto Del Rio, shall obtain MY World Heavyweight Championship. Because you see Joe…you can’t fight with destiny…destiny just, happens. And if you try to prevent destiny any further then it shall be fully written in your blood, with your broken bones.
After saying those words Alberto laughed a little and smiled once more before looking at what’s behind him, the Ground Zero III poster. The cameraman couldn’t see it but there was disgust on his face and Del Rio turned around to face the camera lens before speaking up one more time.
Alberto Del Rio: You know what is the most annoying thing about this year’s Ground Zero? No, it is not that I ain’t entering it as the Prime Time Champion, which I should at this very time, but it is this poster. The little girl on this poster…Mickie James. She has done quite a bit in the past yet she is on the front cover even though, the time I’ve checked, she isn’t even booked in a match tonight. I and Joe should be on the poster since we are the main event and we are going to have a World title Match for the ages…my name is Alberto Del Rio and tonight I will make Samoa Joe tap out, probably break his wrist in the process and walk out of Ground Zero as the new World Heavyweight Champion. Two-thousand-and-eleven shall be known as the year of the “Essence of Excellence” and it will begin with me defeating you for the World Championship Joe tonight…bank on it.
After saying those words Alberto gave out his trademark wink, signalling that the promo is over, before giving out his smug smile. The cameraman took haste in switching off the camera before rushing off to the production truck. Just then Del Rio’s mobile began ringing and the Mexican Millionaire answered it.
Alberto Del Rio: Who is this?
Lucy Smith: Your maid…
Alberto Del Rio: Lucy? How did you get this number?
Lucy Smith: You’re number one on Vladimir’s speed-dial.
Alberto Del Rio: Oh…I guess a personal bodyguard needs to kept contact with me somehow…why do you sound troubled?
Lucy Smith: Its about Kozlov…
Alberto Del Rio: Please tell me he didn’t quit!
Lucy Smith: He didn’t quit…it is just that on the way to your current location somebody committed a hit and run on him…
Alberto Del Rio: WHAT!?!
Lucy Smith: I don’t know who did it and the car was mysteriously found without a driver…Kozlov’s condition is quite bad…
Alberto Del Rio: Define ‘quite bad’…
Lucy Smith: Both of his legs are severely injured, he won’ be able to walk for at lease eight months…that is if he’ll be here in eight months…
Alberto Del Rio: What do you mean Lucy?
Lucy Smith: H-H-He’s…currently in a cr-critical state of coma…and the doctors are doubting his chances of ever waking up…
Alberto Del Rio: SHIT!!! I NEED HIM NOW MORE THEN EVER! Lucy, stay by his side until I get to you…are you in a hospital near the arena?
Lucy Smith: Yes sir…
Alberto Del Rio: Good, stay by Vladimir’s side and wait until I get there…after my match. See you later.
Lucy Smith: See you sir…
Albert rung up the mobile and put it away before beginning to curse quite loudly in Spanish. The Mexican Millionaire needs to focus more then anything at the moment and now his friend/bodyguard might ever walk again. This is clearly going to effect the “Essence of Excellence’s” mindset but the question now is…by how much.
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