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Robert "The Omega" Main · (10-27-2020)

This message was prerecorded because Robert believes Zane doesn’t deserve a full promo due to his lack of laziness… So, yeah… Fuck Zane Norrison…

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After a click is heard the recorder begins playing Robert’s gravelly voice.

” So Zane you finally decided to come out of hiding and thought it was a fantastic idea to lob up a hail Mary… It’s cute… Except I intercepted the ball on your five-yard line and ran it back for a pick-six… You should have just let well enough alone, but you had to poke the lion… Now I’ll admit brother, I’ve seen some low-quality attempts in the past. But this might have taken the cake. It’s a shame that those last-ditch efforts won’t do a damn thing, other than get make this lambasting much worse for you… Zane, you said that you’d continue being aggressive until you lost that combative ability to do so… Let’s be completely honest for a second, you lost that militant attitude a long time ago… We all know that you have given up on your career here in XWF… It’s glaringly obvious… The writing is on the wall my friend and has been there for a long time. You don’t have the drive or athletic ability to hang with the wrestlers on the mid-card let alone a great white shark like myself… I’m going to eat your lunch, then I’ll drag you out into the deepest ocean and drown you without thinking twice… People like you live on the bottom rung of the ladder, taking whatever scraps that are tossed your way. You never strive to become something greater; you remain happy living as a downtrodden down-and-outer. I don’t see how you live that way, but then again if you compare us next to one another, it’s night and day…”

“Mediocre - vs - astonishing sums it up perfectly…”

“Then we hear the same rinse and repeat thing you’ve told every single other wrestler that has faced you in the squared circle… The story of I’m a halfwit zombie schmuck incapable of feeling pain, Zane we’ll find that out firsthand come Warfare… We will see if your bark is louder than your bite, and we both know it isn’t… You see pain is an interesting subject altogether, it yearns to be felt and I assure you zombie or not… You will touch the cold callused hand of agony. I’ll make sure that you feel every miniscule thing for being such a monumental waste of my time… Everyone that I have ever come across has talked tough, promising me a match that I’ll never forget… And time after time all these men and women have broken those promises… They stare across the ring into these dead eyes and know there isn’t a chance they survive the Buzzsaw… They know once that bell sounds, they are dead on arrival… So, they do the only thing that they can, they shit their pants and call it a night… But what shocked me was the pretentious attitude you had when you spoke… You talked down to me from an ivory tower like you've done something in this company that was worth a damn… From a soapbox, you disrespected me like you were something that I should fear, a man that I should not overlook… Coming from a no showing prick like you that’s bold… This self-important, overbearing, la-de-da approach will get you militated against a man of my stature… But what you said next had me scratching my head in utter amazement… You had the God damned audacity to come off as this brash asshole and tell me that I had better be packing the heat when I get into the ring with you…”

“Wow…”

Really man?

Are you fucking kidding me? Pack the heat… Ugh… I’m not sure if you are aware of the situation that you have now found yourself in. You egotistical motherless fuck you… All high-and-mighty now, but when push comes to shove you are just like every other coward I’ve ever faced. No man on this roster to date has ever been able to withstand the whirlwind, and you are no different. They have all knelt before me submitting to the punishment and you’ll do the same… That is after I carpet bomb some admiration into you, making sure that you never come off as this narcissistic, overconfident, self-opinionated never was again… Oh, and Zane you wanted to know how far I’m willing to take this match? I’ll take you right to the fucking edge and push your sorry ass and never look back… I’ve bled buckets in the past and Zane I’m not apprehensive about bleeding more… You say that you cannot be killed, I’m willing to bet the ladder. You’ve never come across a man like me and I’m more than willing to do whatever it takes to end your career… I won’t stop until you are just a greasy spot in the center of the ring… So, bring your inner monster and unleash him for the entire world to see… But, a word to the wise… I too have my demons, and if they come out to play you won’t have to worry for a single second about how you’ll crack my skull open… The Omega and The Monstrosity love making examples out of the foolish…”

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End of transmission

Robert, you didn’t have to kill him… You could have just scared him a bit…

Robert rolls his eyes at his younger brother wiping the blood from the 12-inch knife with his shirt…

You cut him from ear to ear in front of all those people, what if someone talks?

” I had too and you know it…”

Robert chuckles placing the knife back in its sheath…

What’s so funny?

Oliver seems nervous as he throws his hands up… Robert then grinds his teeth, pushing his younger brother up against a brick wall outside the bar…

” Oliver, listen to me…”

Robert pushes his brother again against a brick wall and points in the direction of the bar as his smaller brother seethes in anger…

” We left that man in charge when we went away… He was supposed to take care of our family, you were locked up and my career got in the way… A point had to be proven…”

Oliver pushes Robert off him.

Here we go again, are you blaming all this shit on my because I had to do time? Fuck you, Robert… I mean that seriously… Fuck you… Kayla was around… Instead of chasing Drew around, she could have been taking care of this fucking mess…

Robert points at Oliver shaking his head no…

” We both agreed that Kayla would never get involved in this bull shit… She’s a lawyer for Christ sakes, she cannot get involved in illegal gambling, gun-running and everything else that the Main family is involved in… It would ruin her fucking career and you know it… I’m not blaming you, Ollie, not for a second… I killed that slimebucket because he was stealing from us, I was sending a message to the rest of those bastards that if you decide to take from the Main family, we will bury you six feet deep. So, don’t you dare blame our little sister or Drew… You got caught running guns and that’s on you… You made the mistake, no one else…”

Oliver clenches his fist…

” Little brother don’t…”

Oliver throws a stiff overhand right connecting with Robert’s jaw… Robert then grins spitting the blood on the pavement… He then grabs his younger brother slamming him up against the brick…

Dad, could have taken care of the business… Ah… This is bull shit that I’m getting the blame

” I just said I didn’t blame you Ollie are you hard of hearing or something? Can you not admit that you were wrong?”

Oliver lashes out screaming…

If you would have been there, I would have never gotten caught… You let me down, Robert… I spent years in federal prison because of you… The XWF was more important than your flesh and blood…

Robert lifts his brother off the ground…

” Don’t you blame me, Kayla or Dad… Dad is retired, and you know it… He cannot risk getting locked up as you did… Why can’t you just admit you made a bad decision? You know right now that I would have taken your place if I were there…”

Bullshit…

Oliver pulls the .38 special placing it underneath Robert’s chin…

” You going to shoot your brother Ollie?”

Oliver nods…

I’ll do it… You fucking deserve it…

Robert leans in whispering in Oliver’s ear…

” Then get on with it!”

Oliver pulls the trigger…

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Robert chuckles tossing his brother to the pavement...

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You gave me an unloaded gun?

Robert leers over his shoulder nodding…

Why?

” Because you were nervous going in… I wanted you to feel comfortable in our situation…”

What if shit went sideways in there?

Robert chuckles…

” Then I would have butchered everyone… But you knew it wouldn’t… Just like you knew the gun wasn’t loaded when you pulled the trigger…”

Oliver pulls himself up off the pavement…

So, you knew I’d pull the trigger…

Robert nods…

” I did little brother… Plus, when we walked into the bar, you checked the pistol… I’ve seen you in action may times and you knew when I handed you the .38 it was unloaded just by the weight alone… Oh, and next time you point a gun at someone make sure you’re not bluffing… Next time you might not be so lucky…”

You know I’d never hurt you Robert…

Robert places his hand on his brethren’s shoulder…

I do… And in time I hope that you can forgive me, Ollie… I was only trying to do what I thought was best for our family… I truly am sorry for everything that you went through and one day hopefully you can forgive me…”

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