Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2017 0:04:55 GMT -5
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So! Here we are! Just another day in the life of the Firestarter, the Bloodletter, the Red and Black, the Revolution. Just another day of looking damn good as a member of the Renati Family as I train, pick fights, and make vets and champions run away like scared little pussy bitches.
What? What was that? Don't believe me? Well, check this out:
The rookie in question was, as you can imagine...ME! Sarah Selena Lacklan! The warrior that fights the world across the world, going into people's back yards and fucking them up. You know, kinda like how I come here and did that in the WrestleStock Open. And the best part about that challenge to Avery Miles IIIs? That little bitch ran away with the proverbial tail tucking. And that guy? World champion.
And know what is special about that? World champions do not scare me. Why, just today, along with making AM3 look like a little bitch in front of everyone, I also set up a match with Rayven Hardy, ANOTHER world champion, though it is certainly with the asterisk of having a face coated in orange by that billionaire dude. I'm not afraid of AM3, or Rayven, or Amy-Jo Smyth, or Tyson Greggory, or ANY current or former world champion.
And I am CERTAINLY not afraid of Deimos.
The Embodiment of Fear.
Multiple time WORLDZ CHAMPION.
Oh please.
In the two shows I have graced UGWC with my presence, YOU have been a subject of laughter. *I* eliminated you from the Massive Melee with a Shining Wizard, which probably should not have even been physically possible, but the combination of my skill and your ineptitude converged into a gravity-defining moment of sheer awesomeness. And your chance at making it into the Big Time of the WrestleStock?
You allowed Magdelena Lockheart to get passed you.
A simpleton from that shit-bin dumpster fire of a wrestling school.
And now you are before me. You are being the physical embodiment of everything that God wants this sport to be.
Here is a dose of reality, Deimos: NO ONE in this business is like me. NO ONE fights as hard as me, was taught as well as me, trains as hard as me. NO ONE is as uniquely crafted and created to dominate this business like me. NO ONE is as genetically superior as me.
And THAT is the reality that everyone within the Coalition must come to realize:
I did not just pop by here for a cup of coffee, even though I do love my upside down iced caramel macchiato with two shots of espresso. I did not come here like Magdelena and SAY I would take another fight and then run away like so many other pussy bitches I come across. I did not come here to flash in the pan.
I came here to dominate.
As such, dearest Deimos, allow me a moment to turn from you.
This annoys me. YOU annoy me, Sir. Hell, our entire conversation annoys me!
“I HAZ WATCHED YOU PRO-”
If that was the case, then you would know that I have an extreme respect and understanding of this business. If that was the case, then you would realize that NO ONE watches tape like I do, NO ONE prepares for matches like I do, NO ONE fights across the world and incorporates different styles the way I do. I LOVE this business, Sir. It is as much in my blood as it could be for anyone else, and to suggest otherwise, to discount my talent and drive as being just the buzzing of flies like so many twitter models pretending to be wrestlers, is an insult to this very business.
The title DOES NOT make the wrestler.
The WRESTLER makes the title.
Perhaps not every WrestleStock Open Cup winner has been the greatest of all time. Perhaps some have walked into a small or cheap field. Perhaps some of them indeed ARE on the level of the John Blades or Courtney Leinarts of the world.
I am not.
Going forward, the entire world will understand the importance of the WrestleStock Open. Going forward, the entire world will attend Coalition shows BECAUSE I brought eyes to its ring. “This is the place,” they will say, “where greatness occurred! Where history was established! The place where an unstoppable force ran over four others and went on to crush Lucy Wylde at In Your Hands!”
Of course, I suppose that is the crux of your problem, isn’t it?
Lucy Wylde.
As for that?
Not quite yet, Lucy. For now…
💋💋💋💋💋
N-E-Ways!
There is a rough day at the office heading towards you, Deimos. Me and my career? On goddamn FIRE!
4-0 in EWC’s Prime.
4 wins in a row in my home company of Ladies All-Star.
Undefeated in tag team competition with three different partners, including 4-0 alongside my Beloved as 🤜🏻Team💥Kickass🤛🏽
THAT is what you are going to face, dearie. THAT is what is coming for you. The person who not only fights the world...BUT FUCKS IT UP.
There are already people in this company who would LOVE for me to shut up.
Want to shut me up?
Beat me.
Until then? Get used to the Firestarter. Get used to the eyeballs I bring. Get used to the everloving asskickings that I hand out.
Get used to me building my legacy on the broken bodies of the supposed legends and world champions. Get used to me doing what you could not, taking that WrestleStock Open win and capturing your “precious.” Taking your hopes and dreams of honor, legacy, and loyalty and razing this place to the ground with my fire so that I can build it anew.
Get used to losing to me.
The times have changed, dearie. The ghosts of the past? Soon to be forgotten. The revolution is at hand.
Hoist the banner!
Raise the colors!
The Red! The Black!
Gotta burn in my revolution.
