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B.O.B. D · (04-29-2019)

Respect. It's fucking earned. And I've been trying to earn it from day one. Ever since I arrived in XWF, I've only spouted the truth. I AM a former World Champion, even if it's not HERE, that doesn't make it any less a fact. Just because people don't like me or the fact someone with my build and personality could accomplish anything in this business. But I have, and just because they don't respect that doesn't mean they're not gonna respect me!

I've won the XWF Heavymetalweight Championship twice and been told that doesn't mean shit. I don't know if it's the fact it's a 24/7 Championship, or because my reigns were so short. The first time I lost it, I ALLOWED Kid Fool to pin me, because I decided at that point it wasn't worth holding a belt where anyone can cheap shot me and take. But I had a change of heart when I won it the second time, and even though I lost it right away, it wasn't without questionable circumstances.

Lux, the person I now fight for the Television Title, stole that title from me. Sneaking up on me and pinning me is all fair, but when you violate the rules to do so, it's definitely an underhanded tactic. When I realized it was Lux pinning me, I breathed a sigh of relief and didn't bother to seriously kick out. It may not sound logical, but the fact of the matter was Lux was the TV Champion back then and therefore shouldn't have been eligible to win my title. The rules clearly state a wrestler cannot hold two singles championships at once, and yet management broke their own rule. They counted his fall and handed over MY belt like it had been earned fair and square. It wasn't.

And now I find myself in a battle with Lux once more, this time in an actual ring and with THEIR title on the line. I wasn't happy about losing the Heavymetalweight Championship, but considering I believe in the rules, it was necessary bump in my road. Without losing that title, I wouldn't find myself in a position to capture gold that most people would agree is a step up.

I have always not only said, but PROVEN that wherever I go, gold is always close by. If it wasn't the Heavymetalweight Title, it was the Federweight Championship. People argue that these have no prestige to them at all, but any belt Big D touches becomes 5 Star material. Just look at how Lacklan has treated that piece of hardware since beating me for it. The way she presented herself on Anarchy you would've thought she won 30 Universal Championships or something. But yet someone like her would say I haven't done shit because I've only held the "24/7 Titles." It's funny, but it's not.

I've been on a roll lately, and everyone can tell. Management has rewarded me for my hard work with this title shot, given me the reigns at the helm of a War Games team. It's all I've ever wanted. An opportunity to show that when push come to shove, I'm gonna be the first to strike and the last one standing. That's what I've been showing everyone week in and week out. Sure, there's been a few hiccups along the way, but no-one has been able to stop me as of late. Mingermind was the jobber everyone knew he always had been. Apocalypse and Vita Valentine are thinking twice about EVER underestimating me. And Kid Kool was SO afraid of me, he had his buddies KILL him just so he wouldn't have to get embarrassed at my hands. Then his partners don't even show up for my match because they too thought twice about stepping into the ring with me. May have been the smartest decision those queers ever made, as now they'll be able to actually show up for their Tag Team Title match.

I may not be Universal Champion or competing for that belt, but I feel like I am on top of the world. You could say I'm taking a page from Lacklan's book, I may not BE the top of the food chain, but it sure feels like I've been a plankton eating the big fish in the sea the past few weeks. I may not like her attitude most of the time, but that didn't stop me from picking her for my War Games team. It's because, like I'm trying to build myself, I respect her reputation. She's champion, which as I've said before, means she's in the Top 8 of the company; she also won March Madness.

You see, that's the kind of status I'm ready to attain. Even if someone doesn't like the things I do, or the words that come out of my mouth, they still won't be able to deny that I'm one of the best. Like me for Lacklan, I'm gonna use my momentum and take the TV Title from around Lux's waist. I'm gonna continue surfing that wave of success into War Games and lead my team to a career changing victory!

Despite all I have accomplished, whether it be recently or in my past, it all gets overlooked. The TV Title is the perfect way to make people believe in me, get them to know I AM the real deal. The fact that the title has to be defended every week on Savage means you have to prove yourself as a fighting champion. I want that, I thirst for the opportunity to beat the entire lockeroom until I've ran through everyone. And then they'd actually see me as the talent I am, a man who isn't afraid of defending the title; someone who doesn't select people he views as inferior to keep the belt for another month. No, I'm not Robert Main, I'm a fighting champion and I'm gonna prove it. All I have to do is win the championship, first.

I finally had enough with the daydreaming. Time was drawing nearer for my XWF 24/7 interview with Steve Sayors. He put in a special request to interview me via satellite, despite the fact he was only a few miles away from my hotel. I wonder if it was something I said?

I got up and made myself ready to be on camera. Took a shower, brushed my teeth, and lit up a fat blunt to ease the nerves. You'd think after years of interviews and high profile matches, I'd stop getting anxious about it all, but that never changes.

After a few minutes of puffing, I put the blunt out and began getting dressed for my interview. I had debated how fancy to get with my attire, going from polar opposites of a workout shirt and shorts vs a nice tux. Finally I decided to meet somewhere in the middle with one of my polos, the robin's egg blue one that I looked best in, and a simple blackmail of dress pants. People would call me a bum for it, but I figured there was no point in wearing any shoes or socks since no-one would know this. It was almost like my own little secret from the viewers, as pointless as it may have been to care about.

The people responsible for the tech showed up just in time for me to be fully clothed. I let them in, a woman responsible for my mic and a younger man who was going to operate the camera. They seemed nice enough, though you could tell they wanted to get it over with so they could go live their lives away from work. Respectable, I suppose.

They set everything up so the camera was facing my bed. Despite being pretty good on income, I didn't feel the need to get some fancy apartment type of hotel room. Maybe once I became champion I would decide to live out the finer things in life, but until then I'd stick to Motel 6s and Comfort Inns. The simple accommodations always reminded me of my humble beginnings, before my NWF days when I was actually making a name for myself, a position I once again found myself in.

After they set everything up, they attached one of those mini microphones to my shirt, along with an earpiece in my left ear, and sat behind the camera at the two director's chairs they also brought. I sat there on the bed, waiting for them to give the word Steve was ready to go. I thought about the potential questions he may or may not have, and the type of responses I could have to them. After another minute or so, they gave me the signal and Steve Sayors was in my ear.

"We are here live on XWF 24/7," he started with his intro, "And today we are joined by former XWF Heavymetalweight and Federweight Champion, Big D. Along with those accolades, Big D is also Team Captain of a War Games team AND faces Lux Saturday Night at Savage, with Lux's Television Championship on the line. Big D, thank you for joining us."

"Thanks for having me," I begin. "Although, you could've also had me in the studio, seeing as we're only blocks apart."

"Y-yeah, we just figured it'd be s-safer for me this way."

"Oh, Steve," I respond with a chuckle. "If anything, I would give you a hug. The way every piece is falling into place for me right now, I have no need to harm you or be a dick. A 'Big D', if you will."

"T-that's a good one," he says with a crack in his voice, not really believing I wouldn't do something again. Smart guy. "Speaking of how good things have been for you, you were surprisingly chosen as a War Games Captain and drafted your team. Some interesting members, to say the least."

"I was surprised myself to be selected as a captain," I respond. "But I can't blame them. I'm gathering my own new following of fans, building on my momentum, and shoveling a path of greatness with every step I take. As for my team members, I'd like to address them in my own time. I'd prefer to stick to what's immediately in front of me, TV Champion Lux."

"That's fair," Steve Sayors agrees, if not just out of fear. "You said, before you drafted Lacklan, that Lux would've been your number one pick. What does that say about your opinion of Lux?"

"Well, Lux IS TV Champion," I begin. "And also one of the first people I noticed when I arrived. I could see that Lux wasn't a normal person, and the intensity that Lux brings to every match is the thing if top level competitors. Hard not to respect that."

I thought about what I was saying, and remembered something else that was on my mind in regards to Lux. It wasn't anything against their work ethic IN the ring, it was something more.

"But you know what I don't respect?" I ask in a condescending tone. "Lux's will to go on."

"What do you mean?" a shocked Sayors questions. "You've said it multiple times that you think Lux is one of the best....."

"There's no doubt about THAT," I begin as I shake my head. "But recently, I noticed something about him/her/it/whatever I'm supposed to refer to Lux as. Champion, I suppose. I noticed that the champion doesn't want to be here anymore. Before you criticize me, remember all I speak is the cold, Big D truth, so hear me out...... When asked about who would like to partake in upcoming shows, you have people like me jumping, chomping at the bit to compete week in and week out. And then you have the TV Champion, Lux....... if I'm still champion, I'm in, out if not."

I let out a laugh.

"That's a true warrior's spirit right there," I snark. "First off, Lux you must not be too confident in yourself to talk like that. IF you have it? Do you not believe in yourself enough to just keep showing up, knowing that you'll be the champion the following week? Also, if you do lose it one of those weeks, are you really just gonna back off? That seems awfully cowardly to me. You embarrass the XWF being a champion who would stop showing up the moment you lose your belt......"

"Alright, Big D, I don't know that many people would call Lux a coward......" Steve interjects.

"I don't know," I said with a shrug. "If Lux loses his belt, and considering it's gonna be against me, so let's use the word WHEN: Lux is gonna take some time off, from the sound of it. No seeking revenge, no attempting to win the belt back the following week, just that's it. You know, now that I think of it, I'm GLAD Lux isn't on my War Games team, someone like that would probably let everyone else down."

"Some strong words from Big D," Steve says. "As you know, Lux will get to choose the stipulation for the match, does this concern you at all? Is there anything you would, or wouldn't prefer?"

"If I told you what I didn't, he'd probably choose it," I state with a glare to the camera. "But I've been in so many different types of matches, it doesn't matter. Whether it's a simple Singles Match to Hell in a Cell, there's nothing I can't fight my way through."

"You are a veteran, as many people forget," Steve says. "Do you have any final comments to make before we go off the air?"

"Yeah, one more message for the champion," I said with my eyes fixated on the camera. "Lux, you certainly are a straaaange individual. And I'm not talking about your gender. You talk like you don't want to be here, yet you fight like one would expect a champion to fight. It makes no sense. If you don't want that belt or respect what it means to defend it every chance you get, then you can just place it around my waist and walk away like that pussy Kid Kool!!! Because when I tell people like you, or Vinnie, or the audience that I am here to be taken seriously I...........MEAN............ IT!........... When I hear a champion like you wanting a day off, while I'm here competing in two different title divisions on two separate shows, it's like a slap in the face to me. While I'm out here doing everything I can to earn the respect I've earned every place I've ever been, you take the respect you HAVE for granted. Well it's always been about respect. I'm gonna beat another big name like you on Saturday, just like I defeated Vita Valentine. Every person I've put down in recent weeks has been a step above the previous. And it's no different this week. And you know what else isn't gonna be different? the result. I'm gonna pick up another victory, and wear the gold that never evades me long. And I'm gonna keep opting in, no questions about IF I'm gonna lose it, because I won't. Big D IS the next XWF TV Champion, and that ain't no story, it's the Cold Big D Truth!!!!"

"Thank you for your time, Big D, good luck," Steve says before cutting the feed. He probably wanted me out of his sight before something bad could happen. Not a bad call.

I got up from the bed and went into my bathroom as the two crew members began to pick up. I didn't have to pee, I just wanted to look at myself in the mirror. When I first came to the XWF, I wanted to quit. I wasn't having a good time and felt like my matches were going nowhere. But now I was one more win away from gold, in a high profile Main Event against one of the best. This is what I came back for. For the first time in a while, I was able to be happy in the person I was. I wasn't gonna let Lux or anybody else steal my sunshine. Not now, not ever.

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