.::Diamonds Are Forever::. Part I

[coldasice]

.::Triple D::. "Perfect....Perfect....I'm just perfect! Every aspect of me is perfect. When it comes to money I've got it because I own it, when it comes to wrestling I'm perfect, when it comes to eWa I'm perfect, and when it comes to high life I'm perfect!"::.


.::The big screen above the entrance lights up with Diamonds dancing across the screen. 'Diamonds on my Neck' by Smitty erupts over the PA-System, Deon 'Diamond' Decalon equals Ratings blinks on the screen in diamond letters. The crowd just claps as a Triple D comes walking out in a white buisness-suit, his hair pulled back in a pony-tail laying down the center of his back, and white sun-glasses. He had a cocky smile on his face as he came out on the top of the ramp waving to the fans::.

.::The screen had now stopped playing, but has now switched over to saying in diamond writting 'Diamonds Are Forever'. Deon came walking down to the ring that was set up like an buisness office only everything was made out of diamonds. As Deon started to walk a carpet came rolling down the ramp, it was white studded with black diamonds, as it rolled down white pyro went off down the ramp as white confettie feel onto the crowd. Deon just waved and blew kiss's to the girls as he stopped and turned around, and waved for some one. From behind the curtains came a fair sized man in a black business suit. He ran down to Deon and stood beside him. Deon kept walking and slid under the ropes and stood up as Decon Fairmer his apperentice came in. Deon went over to the desk and sat down behind it picking up the microphone and placing it up to his lips::.

.::Triple D::. "Well Well, I guess my first impression needs to be good, because I'm a perfect person and unlike you people, and the people backstage, I like to keep my perfect skills at a tip top high! But somes things yes....THINGS!....Drop my perfect skills, and its how you people greet me! The only damn man that could really keep this company a live! I didn't get nothing more then claps from you low class fags! See you people are afriad of me because I could have sued you all in less then 2 seconds! So next time I want respect, because I deserve it because I'm better then you all! But don't let me get you down, because I'm out here to get some questions from some one on you people.....Please welcome to my first show, my debute....Diamonds Are Forever!.....Your owner of eWA! Mr. Extreme!!"::.

.::Deon points to the entrance, hoping Mr. Extreme would come out::.


((I hope you come out I'm just trying to get a fued started.....Please come Mr. Extreme only!))

[Mr. Extreme]

Triple D gets his wish as the lights go off all over inside the arena, as nothing but pure darkness surrounds the atmosphere. Yellow and white spotlights glow across the arena as " One Step Closer " By Linkin Park hits the p.a system. Triple D stops pointing at the entrance way, as he steps back in the midst of the ring, with a smile on his face. Mr. Extreme emerges from the black silky curtains, as he is welcomed by the crowd with thunderous cheers, as everyone raises from their seats and stands tall, cheering from the top of their long, along with 'Extreme' chants.

Mr. Extreme has on a black pinstripe suit, along with hundred dollar shades as he walks amongst the entrance way with a deep smile on his face. Triple D shows his hospitality towards Mr. Extreme as he holds the rope for him. Mr. Extreme ignores Triple D, as he walks up the steel steps and gets inside the ring himself. Triple D has an awkward look on his face, as if he were told something in another language. Triple D gets into a corner, as Mr. Extreme grabs a microphone from one of the local eWa workers.

The lights come back on as the spotlights stop. " One Step Closer " By Linkin Park fades, as the noise level of the crowd continues to increase as the crowd continues on with their anticipating cheers, reacting to Mr. Extreme's first appearance in the arena. Mr. Extreme steps towards the center of the ring, as Triple D steps back at a separate corner, not losing focus of Mr. Extreme. The crowd quiets down as Mr. Extreme brings the microphone up to his lips, as he begins to speak.

Mr. Extreme: " So, You must be Triple D eh? "

Towards Mr. Extreme's statement, Triple D nods his head from the corner.

Mr. Extreme: " Well I'm glad to have you in the eWa. Your a fine class. Just look at yourself. Your dressed in a fancy expensive coat, dress pants, I'd have to say that you look quite like a successful business owner, But the only successful business owner around here is me! "

Mr. Extreme looks at Triple D, as he continues on.

Mr. Extreme: " Well anyways, I see that you're out here tonight making your first appearance in the eWa, Isn't that right. You also seem to have a few questions for me, Is that also right? Well time is money, So go ahead. Give me all you've got! "

Mr. Extreme awaits for a response from Triple D.

[coldasice]

.::Triple D::. "Well thank you for commenting my clothes! You know it takes time to be perfect as you would know since your such a sucessful business man! But as buisness owner your number one goal is to get the fans to tune into your show right?"::.

.::Triple D grinned and pointed to the fans and began to pace::.

.::Triple D::. "But! But! You attract bad fans! I mean if you saw threw those....Those things on your face, you saw how I such a high class person was disrespected by low class people fans! Can you answer why this is? Can you tell me why your fans are so bad? Because its really bad for your business to have them boo at such an important person!"::.

.::The crowd began to boo at Triple D, he just shook his head and looked at Mr. Extreme::.

.::Triple D::. "This is what I'm talking about"::.

.::He pointed at the booing fans and stared over his sun-glass's waiting for an answer::.[/B]

[Mr. Extreme]

Triple D stops pointing at the crowd, as the crowd continues on with their boos towards Triple D's statement. Mr. Extreme looks at Triple D with the same smile on his face, as he answers Triple D.

Mr. Extreme: " I'm glad that you find me somewhat of a rolemodel figure to you. I'm actually honored to be your rolemodel, quite frankly. You ask me that I attract bad fans? So your calling these people out here bad? The same people that have brought tickets to Mayhem? Are you dissing A-Town? "

Triple D interupts.

Triple D: " No, No. I'm just assum... "

Before Triple D can continue on, Mr. Extreme comes in with a statement of his own.

Mr. Extreme: " Your assuming shit! How dare you come out here and disrespect my hometown, Atlanta, Georgia. "

The crowd cheers, starting a small 'ATL' chant.

Mr. Extreme: " These so called (with enthusiasm) bad (normally) fans that you simply call, If it weren't for them, You wouldn't be standing here in the ring with me, dressed in your little cheap suit, trying to become exactly like me. It's because of all these fans out here that eWa is what it is today. eWa was born because of these fans out here tonight! "

The crowd continues on with their anticipating cheers, as they get louder and louder.

[Continue Triple D]