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Robert "The Omega" Main · (06-13-2018)

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Do your promos lack relevance?

Do you or your opponents bore you to death with the same old thing? Like the same city or scene? Pest!

Do you have a hard time coming up with a new title for your promos? All you can seem to do is change one word! PEST!

Do you lack creativity? Pest!

Do you find it hard getting your point? Pest!

If you answered yes to any of these questions we have a solution for you!

Hi my name is Robert Main, I’m the XWF Hart Champion! If you answered yes to any of the above questions! Friend, I have a resolution for you! Here at “The Omega” academy for higher promo learning, we pride ourselves on teaching you the technics of producing a quality promo! We simply start with the basics that everyone should know!

1.) We start with an idea! Seems simple, but there are times folks, people just seem to be too simpleminded to come up with anything worth a damn!

2.) After we come up with an idea for our promo, we try to come up with a scene that is interesting! A boisterous place, something enjoyable for the viewer to watch!

3.) Then we try to walk and chew bubble gum at the same time! We do something interesting while speaking. Here at “The Omega” academy for higher promo learning, you’ll never find us sitting underneath the pale moonlight just on the other side of the same old town or opening snail mail learning of our new match! Its 2018 for Christ sakes that is what technology is for!

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Disclaimer: Pest, if you see this please don't call! No really! You are terrible and no one on planet Earth can help you! You suck! Also Robert Main doesn’t like Asian women at all!

Prelude

At the time of immense loss, your world gives way to sights and sounds of dismay. It’s almost like walking in the street and a car ran you down emotionally that is. The beloved one is now gone, but you are still here to go on with all the apprehension that follows. You ask yourself continuously, "How can it be like this?" The misplaced will now impact every part of your consciousness. Not only can you not think straight, but comings and goings the undertakings of life now seem to run on automation. To call it “meandering in a stupor," would be a distortion! Approach the dark clouds that amass inside your skull isn’t as straightforward or trouble-free as one would think! There is a cerebral tornado in there, which no-one else can see or comprehend. One may "shut down" for weeks, even months. Then, one day, the lost gravitates into new reality. You are not the only one to suffer in this thing we call life, and you realize that this is not the last time you will encounter such a monumental loss. It is at this point, all memories and flashbacks creep in connected to the missed one will become bitter-sweet. You can remember all the good times, relive them, experience those times again, and move on with your life. This horrifying experience has not crushed you, but enriched you as well.[white]

Jesus! Drew what the hell happened?

Robert looked towards the hospital bed with disgust his hands on his hips. In that very bed lies Drew’s future! Today it is Drew Archyle tomorrow an old woman, all her useful years, her happy and healthy years in her past. Robert remembers for a moment Drew’s eyes and how they once sparkled at this past Christmas’s beautiful tree as he eyed all the perfectly wrapped gifts. Drew’s now fragile collar bone broken from the fall and the arms covered in tubes that once held Robert’s sister Kayla so tightly! His feet have known the streets of Rome and the sidewalks of New York. That person is still in there, locked into a body that won't quit like it should, tethered to a heart that insists on beating despite his chances of recovery is non-existent.

Robert may I a word with you Mr. Main?

Robert looked towards the doctor he was pleased at the moment to see the silver hair. He had a face of a man you'd ask for directions on the street, non-threatening Robert supposed. The doctor was dressed in an elegant dark cobalt suit he could have been a news anchor for all Robert knew, clean cut but with that loveable smile that was only ever removed from his features when he needed to be serious. His movements were unhurried, choreographed and deliberate. He courted the opinions of the nurses and listened to what they had to say. His voice was profound and he spoke without the terminology. He seemed like a down to Earth man, willing to go the extra mile for any patient! For the most part, Robert had a deep understanding of what was going on and periodically he would stop to address Robert directly when he had entered the room! He explains the next procedure with perfect detail, and what its purpose was. It was oddly comforting to be treated so much like a young child again, yet all along Robert felt he was in control like all he had to do was whisper "stop" and they would so in an instant

Sure Doc lets step out into the hallway!

Robert follows the doctor out into the hallway taking a quick look around noticing the nurses and other doctors rushing from room to room! Overworked and understaffed! Nowhere is the chronic underfunding more unambiguous than in these hospital hallways. They are crammed with patients on gurneys, others in wheelchairs, some are tended to by a strained relative’s others are just alone. Each of these patients lie on their back, strapped in, eyes toward the ceiling staring endlessly at the naked fluorescent tubes that flicker like they are on their last legs themselves. In the brief gaps between these unfortunates who cannot afford the exorbitant insurance fees, the pale cream walls are deeply lacerated by the metal framed of each passing gurney, the drywall showing through like white claw marks. The cheap paintings on the uninteresting, so lacking in liveliness that they appear bleached in this windowless strip of hallway. The confined space magnifies the groans and wails to no avail, the nurses have seen it all before and are immune, hardened by repeat exposure and being overworked. Robert watches as the doctor closes the door and listens closely.

Okay Mr. Main we found the cause of Drew’s condition! He has had a significant laceration on his brain for some time now! It is unclear how long this has been going on! He has bleed for a while. Frankly, we are shocked he hasn’t suffered worse conditions long before this! To go as long as he had is a miracle to say the very least! The problem is all the pressure on his brain at the moment, not to mention he didn’t breathe for a long period of time. He is showing no brain activity what so ever and now we're not sure if he ever will again! Robert your friend might be brain dead!

Robert leans back against the cream wall looking at the floor as the nausea swirled unrestrained in his empty stomach. His head swam with half-formed regrets. His heart felt as if my blood had become congealed as it bent over backwards to keep a steady beat. Robert’s melancholy mood hung over him like a black cloud, raining his personal sorrow down on him. Even the colors were dulled as dishwater.

Mr. Main, I know this isn’t easy for you. It isn’t easy for anyone in this situation. First thing is first though. We have to drill a hole in the side of Drew’s skull to alleviate some of the pressure after that we will know more! What we are hoping for here is that when the pressure subsides and the swelling goes down he will gain cognitive brain function and come out of the coma he is in. Did Drew suffer any traumatic head trauma recently? Or in the past?

TURNING POINT!

Robert quickly clenches his knuckles as they turn white from clenching his fist too hard, he gritted his teeth in an attempt to remain closemouthed, he banged his head against the wall a time or two trying to exude his animosity towards what had happened. It was like acid burning and slicing its way through Robert’s skin. His face became blood red with suppressed rage!

Robert so you know who did this to Drew? Did you report this to the authorities?

Robert laughs

Authorities? Are you kidding me? I work in the Wild West! It’s “eye for an eye”! Doc the person who did this is dead, a certain Engineer took care of that little problem! Well one of the three of them are dead. Let’s just say one down two to go!

A concerned look crossed the doctor’s face

Robert we need to go ahead and perform the operation it is an emergency. The problem though is Drew doesn’t seem to have any medical insurance on file.

Robert points at the doctor angrily

There it is! Money! That’s what makes the world go around after all! Am I right! Listen to me you slimy son of a bitch! I’ll pay everything in full! I’ll also get my attorney down here to make sure no bull shit is going on!

Mr. Main I do not know where you are going with this, your friend will be in the best of care and we will do everything to save his life! That being said though, when the time comes you might have to make a very difficult decision!

Robert began to realize what the doctor was saying! Suddenly Robert again felt heartache hit him like a ton of bricks square in the chest! His agony was like an angry wolf eating at his chest, tearing its way to his already trembling heart. It threatened to devour him alive, eat him whole and leave nothing but the scraps behind. But he refused to be scraps. He would rebuild himself and fight off the wolf, but right now he didn't know how. So, he did his best to try and ignore it! But every second the reality of Drew’s situation grew worse. Robert looked to the doctor with tears in his eyes and asked him what he was saying even though Robert already knew the answer!

Doc what are you trying to tell me here?

The doctor raises his eyebrows and sighs as misery starts to feel like a red-hot coal placed in Robert’s chest, it glowed and burnt him at the same time, but it did not cool quickly like a coal in water, it throbbed and tortured him with no relief. As the lump in Robert’s throat began to grow the doctor spoke up with a much more somber voice this time

Mr. Main I just want you to be ready for anything. Drew listed you as his only family, you have power of attorney over that man lying in there! Robert, we will do everything we can to save him! But like I said before please be prepared to make a very difficult decision! When the time comes and it might not happen but if it does you might have to make a life or death choice! Be ready to plan for his arrangements if need be! Robert, we will do our very best! That is all I can promise you now! He is in good hands! I’ve got to get him into the operating room!

Doc do whatever it is you have to do! Just keep him alive! I understand what might need to be done down the road, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there!

[white]The doctor nods as Robert shuts his eyes laying his head on the wall behind him! He realizes that it is a cruelty of life that a heart can keep on beating even after it has been broken in two. It can feel as though it is being gripped in an ice-cold vice and ache as if it will implode in your chest!

End Prelude

Chapter III. Follow Your Hart

Nothing can be seen just Robert’s voice rumbles like a storm. It's low and soft but powerful enough to send chills through one’s body. His thunderous voice crashes in the ears like a wave

Pest, did you really think for one solitary second I would come at with you with excuses? Do you know who justifications are for Pest? They are not for men like me who beat to our own drum blazing trails for newcomers like yourself! I’m not a man that needs a fish story, I’ll never whitewash the truth or come up with a makeshift alibi. Men like myself don’t need too, men like me are pioneers, creators of greater things! Men like myself are the forerunners of this industry, the true innovators breaking new ground! Ground a man like yourself will never be able to break! So believe me when I say this, I don’t need an excuse! I’ve been leading the way from day one, pushing the envelope to new bounds! I single-handedly spearheaded a division that was dead in the water! I’ll leave the whys and wherefores for men like yourself! After this match, you’ll be looking for every single damn excuse that you can find! Why you went off track against Robert Main, or how you just fell in-between the cracks! This right here right now is your one and only shot at a once in a lifetime athlete! Right here right now, and from the looks of it. Pest, you are going to piss it down the drain just like everyone before you!

Robert pauses for only a moment

You might not care about my past, or anything that I have accomplished in the ring! Honestly that’s fine, I don’t care! I’m not trying to run you down memory lane, or even beat a dead horse for that matter! What I am trying to do is advise you, I’m laying it all out on the table for you to see Pest! No slide of hand, all the cards for your eyes to see! I wanted to make sure that you were made aware of how grave this situation really was. But listening to you I can see you don’t understand the true gravity of the situation! I’ve given you fair warning, what I would recommend is that you lower the base in your voice when you are talking to me, before I knock you down a few octaves permanently! You are about to step foot in the ring with one of the XWF’S most brazen men, I’ll show you first hand why men and women alike fear me with my aggressive undiplomatic wrestling style! I’ll show you a reckless tenacity you have never seen before! You will be the one on the losing end of a cocky, pushy assault! The pure brutality and harshness is something few men have survived, Pest you’ll be no different! At the end of the day you can be sure of two things the sun will set and Robert Main will be victorious.

Robert’s voice became more gravelly as time went on. I became like the magma chamber of an active volcano, bottomless and profound! Filled to the very brim with nothing more than molten rock. Only in Robert’s case bourbon! His voice was overpowering enough to make one's bones feel like they were trembling.

So you’re not buying what I’m saying? You sure as shit would not be the first and damn sure won’t be the last! You can come to whatever conclusion you’d like to! It doesn’t bother me! Once this match is all said and done and the dust settles, you’ll be convinced! There will be no doubt in that mind of yours! I see you as a menace, there isn’t an intimidation factor when I look at you Pest! There isn’t any peril attached to your name! The writing is on the wall kid, I’m the formidable king sitting in the saddle controlling all the pawns! I am the one in control here, and as compelling as all your short arguments have been. In between all those chuckles and giggles I can see the unvarnished truth! With all your discomposure I now smell it on you, like a thousand year old stench! On the outside you are all calm cool and collected, but on the inside that is where you are trembling! You fear Robert Main! You know that tonight there is no overwhelming the king! Tonight I want you to do everything that you can to stop my confident attitude. You want to end my run as rightful champion? Then step up and do it! The time for talk is over! Let’s see if you can do what no other man or woman has been able to do! Bring “The Omega” to his knees, release me from this burden! One thing is for certain one of us will fail, and if history repeats itself! That man won’t be me Pest! See you in the ring where I will shorten the distance of your wrestling career!

Robert pauses

Tonight you become my bitch!

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