"A Member Of The Tide? This Shouldn't Take Long."
METHODS OF MADNESS: Apparently Josh Diamond is on LOA, who knew, right? Anyway, I felt an obligation to rp anyways, but don't expect it to be great.

All that can be heard is the screeching of the birds flying overhead as the scene fades in. The sun is setting off in the distance, creating an array of colors across the sky. The streets are empty, and the town seems almost deserted. Up on the rooftops, sits a dark figure. The figure has jeans and a hoody on, gazing out into the abyssful sky. It seemed almost endless, and was just waiting to be explored. The camera lay at an angle to the figure that made it unable for the camera view to see the face of the figure. The only thing that can be seen on camera at the specific angle, is a smile. A familiar voice is heard, and the the cameras angle widens to reveal Zarek Lyle.

"A couple weeks ago, a friend of mine was kidnapped by a group that refers to themselves as The Tide. They abused, and harassed him, dropping him off at a hospital as he hung on for his life. This friend, Abram McCallister, is no longer with us today, due to the Tide's actions. It was only natural that I attempt to seek revenge, attempt to retireve the dignity that was lost to Abram those weeks ago, but The Tide, won't allow me to do that. Of course, it would be expected for me to take out every member of the Tide, so when I ask for a handicap match, putting myself against the odds, they still run away."

Zarek laughes, and peels off his hood, so the camera has a better view of him. His hair is tucked into a black beanie, and he refuses to look directly into the camera, almost as if the camera isn't even there. He continues to gaze out to the canvas that the paints of nature had created throughout the above.

"I specifically asked for a handicap match against Suicide Hank and Josh Diamond, in order to make my mission less time consuming. There are plenty members of The Tide, and they all need an ass whooping, but taking on two at a time would clear up my schedule so I can have another run at my BUDvision title. Apparently, Hank is afraid to go up against me, even with his partner at his side. You know the person is pathetic when they refuse to face you, even if you have intentionally stacked the odds against you. Maybe Hank would have been less terrified, and less likely to run away if I had thrown another member onto their side of the ring. Maybe Mark Riggs? Evan Pierce? It really doesn't matter, either way, you're going to be taken out."

The Tide is a joke, funniest thing is, they think they can compete with the 4 Horsemen.

"Which brings me to my only opponent this week, Josh Diamond. I admit Joshy boy, you have some stones on you for staying in this match, and not running away like Hank, but you're still going to pay. Unlike Hank, you were actually there, you were actually one of the three that kidnapped Abram. Hank is gulity by association, you on the other hand, are jump plain out guilty."

Maybe one day, Diamond will think for himself. That'll be the day.

"Don't be too flattered Diamond, I didn't request this match because I thought you'd be a challenge, I requested this match to simply kiss your ass. In all honestly, we would have never met in the ring, if you and your butt buddies hadn't kidnapped a friend of mine. Why? Because you are simply not in my league, and maybe you'll figure that out at Hangover. Maybe I'll also be able to pound the thought, of never messing with me, into your skull. I don't fully blame you Diamond, but it was your own choise to follow your jackass leader, Evan Pierce, into battle so you're going to have to deal with the consequences. It just so happens that your consequence is going head to head with me. You don't have your buddies to save you. You really believe that the Tide will come out and save you? Please. Pierce is only in it for his own ass, and as soon as he wins the Franchise title, he'll split. He only needs you guys to back him up so he can win the title, and then you're gone. So where does that leave you?"

The same place he was before the Tide.

"It leaves you a broken man, Diamond. It leaves you nowhere, it leaves you with nothing. Even if the Tide stays together after Pierce kicks you guys to the curb, do you think you'll get anywhere? The Tide is nothing now, barely launching itself into staredom, it's top draw is competing for the Franchise strap gods sake, what makes you believe the Tide will be worth remotely anything later on down the road?"

They aren't now, so why will they be in the future?

"Diamond, your mind must be developing, and easily influenced, if you have been listening to Pierce, so let me give you some advice. Do not trust a person such as Evan Pierce. The man is gong-ho about taking his girlfriends title, and you think he'll come to your aid? If not, do you really think you can save yourself. Pierce has more talent, and he's only managed to walk out with a win once out of four times, you really think you have a chance against me?"

Ha.

"In another lifetime, maybe we would have been friends. No, that's totally wrong. Maybe in another lifetime, I would have ignored you like the piece of shit you are, but things are different. I must admit, your little stunt did get you noticed, because your existance would have gone to waist otherwise, but not all good comes with being noticed."

For instance, right now.

"Besides, you're a member of the Tide, so how much talent could you actually have?"

Alright, that's it. Fade Out.