But even then, will the joke be that bad? [ 5 ] Aug 14, 2016 21:05:58 GMT -6
Post by Gwendolyn Massey on Aug 14, 2016 21:05:58 GMT -6
:: We are all suckers .. we all fall in line, we listen to a simple phrase and decide what parts of it that we like. Those very same ones that we decide to make our motivation - that all needed extra push to ignite our slowly diminishing moral. Listening to the words that are said and hoping that in one sense or another, we can make it into our own words, to repeat the very same thing and as I said, fall in line.
I will take you back to a time where there were those who wanted to shine brighter than others on their own accords. They did not want to use any means that could come back and haunt them. They wanted to be that one person who said that they did something. That they were the ones that either started a revolution, was the person who rose their fists against oppression.. Must I continue?
At the end of the day, we are all suckers, looking for pain. Intentionally? Of course not. But it just comes with the territory when it comes down to being in this profession. This is the only place that if you talk shit, you will get hit. This is the only place that people believe that their personal lives are more valuable than what they actually can do in the ring. Simple shit that has now become glorified and put on display for the sheep that spend their time commenting on it, voicing their like and dislike about the current content that is being displayed on multiple media platforms.
But we are all creatures of explanation and habit.. What people believe is acceptable in their own little worlds.. Is not in society's eyes. This fickle mistress doesn’t like to share. It hates it when someone tries to press their own views on the one that she has spent decades, centuries - you get the point. Forcing people to conform to her way of thinking, referring back to that line that i was talking about before.
Of course, there are those who are known for going against the grain, being ahead of the curve.. Those outcast. Those individuals who choose not to get in line. Bastards, fuckers, sluts, weirdo, Crazy, lunatic, shit.. Me.. just to name some of the slurs that have been thrown our way.
The reasoning behind even painting this picture for you all, the reader, the listener, the one who is visualizing this inside your minds - yeah, we will go there. Is because for those who know the latest person who was in the squared circle with the Lady Joker, there were some of you who thought that I was going to fall at the hands of that woman, huh? That I was going to get thrown around and shown to be a fraud, come on.. You can be honest. I won’t hurt you.. That much.
That proverbial mirror that this woman spoke of, this one that I have been holding up to each and every person who has stepped into the ring with me. I wanted them to see themselves before they fought against me. I wanted them to analyze themselves and make sure that there.. Heh.. was no excuse when the verdict was handed down. This woman and myself though, had to settle for a tie. This woman was able to go toe to toe with the Lady Joker and say that she walked out with a tie.
Not many people can say that. Not many people can say that they went toe to toe and didn’t walk out differently. Did I learn anything from this woman? Of course. Can the same be said from our champion? She will never admit it. Pride is a strange thing you know.. But when it comes down to where our story is going to take us next? Pride is going to be the downfall of a lot of people..
You are going to be placing individuals in front of one another for the sole purpose of beating the living shit out of one another for a mystery prize? Inside the confines of this case is supposed to be something that will change the life of the person who is holding onto it. Some have predicted houses, keys to a luxury car, an all expense paid trip for fucking two to some shitty resort - all shit that holds no relevance to why each and every one of the individuals have fought so hard to get to this point. Let’s not pretend like we all don’t know what that idea is.. What that item is..
Clinging onto the promise that it could be a contract for a championship title match. Nothing that would be beneath us, we all all aiming to make a statement and each and every last one of us is looking for that big win. We all are looking to open that case and see that it is a Championship title match that is worth the lack of effort that went into all of this. A championship title match that is going to define each and every little thing that we had to do in order to get to Heatstroke and show the world that we deserve it.
That’s my way of thinking though, it is not the same for the others.. Nine times out of ten. Some are here solely for progression, some are here to bring ‘ war ‘ and stir the pot a little more, others are there to make something of their lackluster time in VoW while others are there to prove that she shit that comes out of their mouth is important and not just that; shit. Then you have some, with no disrespect in mind at this point, time and moment.. That you question.. How and why?
Each and every last one of them has something that they will claim is at stake in this match. That will be their fuel, that will be the reasoning as to why they fight. They will take what has been already shoved down the fans throats. They will take what has already been established before them and try to change it into their own. Some will even go as far as to say that they deserve to win hands down. Nothing put sheep while within the herd, there is a wolf that has been very vocal over the last couple of weeks. A wolf that has had to sit on her thumbs because there is a time to show the world who exactly you are.
Heatstroke is going to be that place..
This tale, ladies and gents.. Is going to be the crowning moment. We are creeping closer and closer to the climax and as we do, you can see the pressure rising. You can see everyone putting on their game faces or the first time in a very long time because.. There is fucking competition now. To some, they don’t need this case. They will demean it, saying that they don’t care about it - at least until they are out of the match looking from the sidelines.
The events that are going to take place at Heatstroke are going to progress my story. I am not looking for a happy ending, I am not looking for a bad ending either. I am looking for the ending to where I am standing in the middle of the ring looking around at all the chaos that was unleashed. Being able to stand there with my hand held up high, knowing that I am a step closer to elevating myself.
This has been a trying journey. Having to play second fiddle to bullshit that has no relevance and that no one actually cares about.. But I will show everyone why you never have the Lady Joker as your opening act!
For every submission, you get a point. For every pin, you get a point. You scratching your ass - ha.. Nevermind. This isn’t my first rodeo.. And I am sure it will not be my last. So I promise you.. This contained Chaos is going to release the seal for one night only and show everyone in VoW that those people who are claiming crazy, who are claiming that they see people for their mental help.. Don’t have shit on me..
I have nothing to lose and every fucking thing to gain.. Try me and see how quick I don’t drop you..
No friends, all enemies.. A room full of villains who are ready and willing to take the other out.. Are you a fucking sheep or were you that wolf among them? I know which one I am..
That’s my kind of song and dance..
“I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?”
― John Lennon
Recurring.. It was the moment in my life that my perfect world turned upside down. Shit, who am I kidding, it was the moment in my life that I learned that the world was out to fuck you; no lube.. No kiss in the morning and no breakfast in bed afterwards. That all heated argument, the throwing of expensive materials that one could not purchase with their paycheck.. Only with multiples. The fresh open wound that was inflicted due to your disobedience and rebellion. Yet, it was that moment in your life that you finally found peace. That moment that you finally, at that age, see that you have options in this world and you don’t have to go along with everyone else. You are allowed to write a totally different story than everyone else and still make it as good, if not better than the others.
The tingling of those heavy handed strikes on your frame for being disrespectful. Having the gumption at that age to lift that voice and shout at the two people who helped bring you into this world without fear of being taken out by the very same people. Having everything at your disposal, your emotions, the feeling of abandonment, that sense of anger.. damn near hatred due to the fact that these people left you alone for almost ten years just to enjoy their lives and not be parents. Having your security blanket taken away from you by the man upstairs because he felt as though her time there was done and she served her purpose but you knew she would’ve had your back from being beaten?
A fuck you dad here and you’re not shit mom there. Through it all, you were developing into something different that everyone else. Your mental state was cracking and slowly developing into the one that it is now. Tears in your eyes because you could not understand how the world could do you so wrong? That point in history is secret to many. Not many know about that night as a fifteen year old junior in high school. As smart as she was, she couldn’t figure out everything.. But on that night, she promised herself something that has carried into her adulthood.
“ I fucking swear, I will be better than they were. I will not settle for less and I will not have something handed to me. I will fight for each and everything that I want.. No, I will fucking take what I want and be damned the man next to me. I’ll show them, I am going to be something that the world will fear, one way or another.. “ , the young woman said in front of the mirror, her make up runny and the bruises on her body apparent.
I hated this part of this reoccurring dream, I had to stand there as that mirror and be reminded of what made me what I am. I had to stand there and look at myself, to see why I do what I do. The reasoning as to why I always show up and show out. The reason why I trained myself to be such an amazing submission specialist. Showing the world that I am skilled in many different arts and I am just as unpredictable as I want to be.
That young woman, Ayana Massey.. Would be so happy to know that ten.. Almost eleven years later.. She did become someone that people fear. Someone who is well respected and is someone that is going to continue to show the world that she isn’t the one to be fucked up with..
A pair of hands gently rest on the shoulders of the Lady Joker as she wakes up from her slumber to a blurry version of her lover, Mireya. With a bewildered look on her features, she titled her head as Mireya moved the hair out of Ayana’s face and embraced her. Still confused, she felt Mireya wipe her eyes of the tears that were running down them.
Shit.. it got to me again..
Feeling her lips press against her forehead, she just held her for a little while. The two did not say a word to one another as Mireya refused to let go of the Lady Joker - even though she tried to escape the death grip on numerous occasions. It wasn’t until Mireya looked down at Ayana and made sure that everything was okay before she released her and she sat there, hand intertwined with her lovers.
“ You scare me when you cry. You usually cry when you are really upset or to the point to where someone is about to get hurt. I can only image which one it was since you were crying in your sleep.. “, Mireya attempted to make a joke which did not go over all the well. The young woman watched as Ayana just moved her gaze to her hand, opening and closing it with such intensity before suddenly closing it tightly.
“ The latter. I suppose you can say that as I am looking at the landscape in every place that my influence has touched.. It is about to change and not for the better. Those who have been set up to be a beacon of hope are only in it for the shits and grins. To be able to say that they did it. I suppose that little voice in the back of my wanted to remind me why I do this shit. Why I go to the lengths that I do in order to make sure that at the end of the match, I am standing tall. This quest for the case bullshit, I am hoping that it is all worth it. Having to sit back and listen to people say that I am a shoe in to win, that I had an easy way to Heatstroke while others have had tougher challenges. A convenient split for once, don’t you think? “, Ayana said as her gaze still did not leave that fist of hers. “ I am nowhere near a beacon of hope for VoW. I will not even pretend that I am. I have seen the shit that has been happening. How relationships have taken over and people are more focused on who is doing who than their own matches. Champions at that not worried about the person who has had their number as of late. Pathetic. Constant pissing contest to see who can piss the farthest. I want that case to have something inside it so fucked up that when I win that match.. And I decide to use it, I can put all of this shit to rest.. “
“ A least people in VoW respect you for the most part and aren’t looking at you calling yourself the Lady Joker as some play on words! “, Mireya went to rest her free hand on Ayana’s fist but she was given the death glare and neglected to go through with her first thought.
“ They don’t. Let me paint a picture for you, dear. People are afraid of me because I have no filter. They are afraid of what I can do.. Not knowing that I haven’t even popped the seal on this can of whoop ass that I have sitting in my hand. Constance was the first woman who decided to low key throw it out there and assume that I wouldn’t catch it. She was wrong, and I showed her that you don’t just talk shit and not get hit. I wanted to put on a public display for VoW. I wanted management to honestly watch what a actual match looked like when you have two people who are there for the spot. No pissing contest, no bad blood. Two people who want to be the best! Something that some people have forgotten about. Trust me. Keep an eye out, my opponents will attack the name and when they do - I WILL break them. Heatstroke is important. I am not facing some washed up has been, No. I am facing several individuals who want the same thing that I want. Of course, they do not want it as much as I do - but I am betting that they are going to fight “, Ayana said as she felt her lover's hand reach for her cheek and gently rest on it.
“ I know you are going to do great Ayana. I know that you are probably going to show the world another side of you. Remember though, people are not going to be playing by the same set of rules that you are. You are going to have those who will want to win by any means. You know the ones that I am talking about, right? “, Mireya asked wanting to make sure that she stayed in her lane.
With that moment of silence between the two of them, it allowed Ayana to remember that Mireya was not a wrestler. She has only seen some of what goes on in the places that the Lady Joker fights. Having only heard what was told to her during those late night sessions. Mireya wasn’t asking dumb questions at all, she was asking questions to make sure that she didn’t step out of term. Exhaling, the woman looked at her lover with a half smile and shook her head
“ I say let them. What kind of match would it be if someone didn’t try and take a couple of short cuts along the way. You see, when all of us are in the squared circle, they have to remember that there is a chance that they will be eating my fist. Even with my budding relationship with Datura, she is no exception. My mentor taught me that as a little girl. When you are in the ring with someone who you believe to be your friend.. You throw that out the window and you only see prey. You see someone who wants to take everything you have, someone who wants to come in your house, fuck your shit up and take your woman as well and -- “
“ I get it! Ayana.. I get it.. “
“ Just making sure. There are no friends. I am going to go in there and make that I am the last person to leave and for good measure, if I have to end a couple people along the way, make a couple of enemies.. Then so be it. I will have the one thing that will make me a threat to so many of them because no one will know what is in the case.. “, Ayana said as she finally released her clenched fist
“ Hey, just remember.. You’ve come a long way since that dream. You don’t have to prove anything anymore to them.. “, Mireya said concerned
“ You are right. Do you understand that I am doing this for myself though? I am a mysterious person. To my opponents, they will talk about what they see. Not knowing shit about where I have come from. Not knowing about what I went through through college, how I see Dr. Williams every Tuesday just to continue to walk in the general public because all I have to do is lose my ever loving mind one time and that is it. Dubbed as a sweetheart to some, the bitch from hell to others.. All in a night's work don’t you think Batgirl!? “, Ayana asked Mireya who sat there almost pouting. “ What? You don’t like Batgirl? You’re not going to be Harley, so you can cut that shit out.. “
With a straight face, the woman expressed her disdain for that.
“ So, you intend on giving them hell then? Even with all of the shit that is happening around you currently with Kendall and so on? “, Mireya asked
“ Who the fuck do I look like to you? When haven’t you known me to not give people hell. I made a promise to myself so many moons ago, I want to go the distance and show the world that I have worked my ass off for everything I have gotten. I have been through hell, I have seen what it looks like and I am not afraid to go back through it if I have to. When it comes down to my personal life, I think I have the right balance now.. I have the Kendall thing covered, I promise.. There is a storm coming soon, I am going to need to make sure all my pieces are together anyways.. But before anything else is said.. let me tell you this..“, Ayana said as she leaned in and gently kissed her lover’s lips before slowly backing up to whisper a phrase that neither one of them have said to one another yet..
I love you..
The winds of change were slowly coming.. And a new cast was being place in their respected roles. My what seems to be like secret conversations with Zahara to show her that this world isn’t as bad as it seems. To show her that maybe instead of sheltering herself and allowing people to build walls for her, she should tear them down and show the world.. More or less.. Who she is. Down to important figures showing back in my corner after a very long vacation..
A little bit of this and that and then you have a cast of individuals who are ready and willing…
But the question is what happens from here? What happens if the Quest for the Case is a big bust or what happens if winning isn’t everything that one would think?
There is always a plan b for the best of them.. Question becomes.. Is it too late to be thinking about one this far in the game?
Having been a trying couple of days.. And that was saying the least, when one thinks about everything that has happened during that time. Kendall, in tears, wanting to voice her opinion, trying to convince the Lady Joker and company that it would benefit her if she stayed with them during the school year - having it work surprised even the likes of her. Down to having to sit back and be subjected to her professions finest, sitting on social media, expressing their views and expecting everyone to bend over backwards and kiss their asses because they either did something good.. In their eyes alone.. No more, no less. Others? Voicing their displeasure for the direction this company and others have taken when it comes down to their talent; personal.. But when you have fingers and a screen - it becomes public knowledge.
Today was no different, a reason why it was becoming easier and easier not to want to even promote because of all the childish bullshit and arguing. It was slowly becoming more so about people than it is the sport itself - it was sickening. Though, there were still some who believed that they were going against the grain, with their fucked up ways included.
Heatstroke was the hottest thing to come around to end the summer next to HeatWave.. But that was a totally different story. Everyone in VoW is trying their.. Best.. to make their intentions known. Wanting to let everyone in the back, the VoW nation and dare we say, the world, about what they intended on doing. From table matches to world championship pissing contests - there was almost something for everyone, being honest. Sadly, the Lady Joker was no exception to this seeing that VoW was paying her to appear at certain parts of Virginia to spark up interest. Using what connections that she had in order to gain a following for the lackluster build for the Quest for the Case. Currently, where she was now, was a means to take a break from all of it and have a moment with the woman who has been by her side through it all; Chava Normandy.
The two of them have had their uphill battle with appearances all week felt like and besides that one night Mireya and herself went to the bar to see Zahara having what could appear to be a mental breakdown, there was no real opportunity to rest. Noticing that, Chava wanted to make sure that she was able to catch her breath before she went into hell with gasoline panties on, knowing she was going to come out.
“ Ah! Isn’t this the life, Ayana? Being back close to your old stomping grounds where your mentor trained you? It has to feel like a sense of nostalgia.. Doesn’t it? “, Chava asked as she turned her frame to see the Lady Joker, not paying her any attention but more so focused on Pokemon Go. “ Ayana! Didn’t you head -- “
“ -- Shhh.. there is a pikachu.. And I need to catch it for the candies.. “, In a low tone, the Lady Joker said as she continued to walk, dodging people as she did. It was apparent that she was facing a strong CP one due to the numerous times her finger flew across the screen of her phone. Standing in place for what felt like forever, she finally threw her fist in the air and nodded her head; signaling that the dark deed had been completed. “ Okay, now what in the fuck were you talking about? “, Ayana asked Chava
“ Never mind, you wouldn’t get it anyways. Look, I wanted to get you away from everyone for a while so you can clear your head. I don’t want you going into that match with any distractions or anything that could prevent you from getting the job done. Lady Joker or not - you have a serious opportunity here to where you could go off and do some great things and -- “
“ Or.. or.. Just follow me for a second Chava. I could open that case and have another car! Or I could open that case and get a free pass to have sex with anyone that I want and Mireya couldn’t get mad. Oh! Wait, there is more! I could open that son of a bitch up and there be a pink slip in there! You never know, right? Wrong. I have an idea what is in there but that is just me. You are right though.. I needed this. Between listening to Kendall talk about how much she is excited to watch me in action and Mireya still super upset that I have been waking up in the middle of the night lately. Hell, down to even you.. “
“ Me!? “, Chava said taken aback that she was even a part of this conversation
“ Yes, you. Even as I watched your exchange with Amber the other day. How she came in and voiced her opinion on how things have been going - you didn’t like that. So what do you do, you take me as far away from those distractions as you possibly could and for what? Under the pretense that I would feel better? That I would actually be able to clear my head? Do you believe Datura is sitting on a cliff somewhere contemplating whether or not she is going to jump off it and land in the ocean to clear her mind and body? Do you believe that people like Joanna are bathing in blood muttering utter bullshit to themselves about chaos and destruction.. Wait.. I take that back, she actually might because that doesn’t sound like a bad fucking idea, if you ask me! “, Massey said as she continued to walk alongside her manager
“ You see Chava. These people, these tools, who are in this match.. Some were granted a second chance. Others, want to be in it because they have something to prove and want to make sure that the words that came from their mouth cannot be used against them. As far as I am concerned, everyone in that match knows that I want that case. Not because I want to hold it up in the air and say that I own it. Not because I want to go around letting everyone know that I am the carrier - fuck that - because there needs to be fear put back into that place. Unpredictability and not your usual soap opera that everyone is now expecting to see. VoW, may have their issues but at least it isn’t like my other obligation.. We both know how that goes. I am not worried about my mental honestly. Dr. Victoria and I talked about that the other day at my session. She wanted me to express how I felt and I did just that. Before you, she used to watch me wrestle, watched me train and so on. Do you want to know what she said to me? What that woman who has known me since I was twenty one years old told me the other day? “, Ayana asked the woman as she slowly walked closer to the edge of the pier and placed her hands on the edge
“ What? Dr. Victoria isn’t someone who cuts words with anyone - especially someone like you. I can only imagine that it was something serious.. “, Chava answered as she stood beside her charge with her arms folded
“ Heh.. you’d be surprised. She looked at me and smiled, slowly leaning up so that her eyes and mine met and whispered.. Ever so gently.. You are excited aren’t you? “
“ Seriously? Was that it? Ayana, you almost had me worried that she told you something more serious! “
“ How do you figure that isn’t? The very same woman who told me not to bottle my emotions up. The very same who told me that I should let everything go and if that meant showing the world that I can’t be trusted then so be it.. Heh.. maybe not her best advice but that was off the clock. Chava, this woman asked me this question because in truth, I have been excited for this day to come around. Similar to that time when right before I got to kick the ever loving shit out of Rayne. I am excited to see what VoW has to offer. I am excited to see what those people in this match are going to do. Are they desperate, are they willing to pay that price that comes with greatness? The very same one that I paid so many moons ago? Sometimes you just have to sit back and wonder these things before you just assume that you have everything figured out. You know, I didn’t grow to become the Lady Joker without questioning everything that came my way first. Even an author of chaos must have some ideas; a starting point.. “, Ayana expressed to Chava with a smile
“ See.. you could’ve just said all of that sooner instead of making my heart race.. “, Placing her hand on the Lady Joker’s shoulder, it garnered the attention of the woman. “ I think I get it now. You are going to do whatever you think you have to in order to win that match huh? Out crazy the crazy one. Out shit talk all of the shit talkers, you are just.. More or less.. Be you. I cannot tell you how to handle this one. Yes, you weren’t wrong about me wanting to take you away from everything to pick at your brain to see where you mind was. I wanted to make sure that even though your story is growing.. You don’t forget the reason why you keep going. Amber, mentioning that you should be meaner, you should throw more insults and make your opponents feel little.. You are a trendsetter, the moment you decide to sit down in front of that camera.. You know you are going to be casting the first stone correct? You do understand that you will be drawing first blood against those individuals? “. Chava said almost concerned
“ Do you expect anything less from me Chava? “
“ Heh.. I guess not.. “
“ Good. There is so much behind the scenes that is going on that makes all of this worth it. This isn’t a place where my hard work will not be rewarded. VoW might have its hang ups.. But this is just another one of those things that I have to power through. I have enough right here to let that bitch loose if I needed to. Just to unlock the cage and let the Lady Joker free for about thirty minutes, give or take. All of my battles that I have went through, those same ones against people who broke me down, literally.. Just to get something from me. This is no different.. I am constantly trying to impress the suits, trying to show them that I deserve more than what they throw at me. Winning at Heatstroke.. Heh, it isn’t that the case is not important.. But the statement, that’s what I am looking forward to the most.. “, Removing herself from the railing that kept her from falling over into the ocean, she turned her back to it and began to walk away. “ Let’s go Chava.. There is work to be done still and preparation. I refuse to have someone out do me.. “
To those that this may concern, to the others.. I suggest you leave the room now.. Because there is no handicap fixed to help you out. There no filter or FCC to censor what I am about to lay on the table.. Because this, this has been a long time coming.. Everyone’s favorite part of my stories.. When I have the opportunity to sit down in my nice chair, look into this camera.. Write what I am usually saying.. Or even just thinking about it and it magically appears in your minds; what the fuck ever..
VoW.. Visionaries of Wrestling.. Do you know what they say? It has been said that power poisons the heart. It is something that each and every one of us have read in some type of text book or witnessed with our own two eyes. Throwing shots at you Casanova.. Your punk ass never got back with me on that challenge, but that’s fine.. See what you get next time you need something. No, it isn’t just him though - I was trained under a woman who has allowed championship titles, a source of power, to be her mainstay.. To become her bane for existing on this unforgiving planet. Betrayal loses all meaning and backstabbing becomes second nature. It is the way of the beast. You are no exception to this VoW because you harbor these very same individuals there.
That very same poison is the same that changes a person from within.. And cause them to hide in the shadows. Whispering, waiting, watching.. But this is the very same thing that even the nicest person could touch and then become the very thing. No matter how much they attempt to hide, deception cannot hide from the sins that you accumulate along the way. For some, they will be keeping a very.. Very close eye on this opening contest. Not because it will be the first damn thing you see. Fuck that! It will be because you are going to see something that has been lacking for a very long time - you are going to see a fucking fight between individuals who don’t like each other. You are going to see a fucking fight between people who have been dodging a couple cans of whoop ass that should’ve been opened on them a very long time ago. Ladies and gentlemen, you are going to witness the evolution of certain people in this match to the place that they should’ve been a very, long time ago.
I have mentioned it, I have had dreams about it.. But the answer never changes. Inside that case, that same one that everyone will be getting their shit split over.. Is something that is going to change their careers. There is no house deed in there. There is no tickets to a Golden State game for next season. For fuck sake, if going to the Olympics was an option.. Management fucked that up didn’t they? No. Inside that case is something deserving for the person who is going to win it. Sadly, it isn’t going to be either of the five people who will be standing in the same squared circle as myself.
Personally? I have had to take a step back for a couple of seconds and look at each and every person who was in this match. I wanted to make sure before I went on my tangent, that I knew why they were even in it. Was it because of dumb luck? Was it because they were actually talented to get in here? Or was it because instead of going left, people went right? Consider these words being me spilling the blood that will start this war..
I don’t give a shit about what any of you think.. This is a fight and I am a fighter.. You are going to either piss, shit or get off the fucking pot! If you think you have what it takes to shut me up? If you think you have what it takes to silent this Joker.. Bring it.. So I can knock you back down like the bitch that I know you are!
Simple, right? Wrong!
Ah, but Gwendolyn? Why would you mess up your own tag line?
Good question, voice inside my head.. Allow me to tell you why!
There are five of you who believe that you all already have this thing won, right? Wait, I stand corrected.. Because if twitter is any indication on how someone feels.. There is one person in particular that I am going to call out because.. Some of the shit she says.. And her actions that follow.. Don’t add up, but she will be put on the chopping block a little later - Rebecca Saint, step on up so I can go ahead and eliminate you out of this equation now.
You, my dear, are someone that I just don’t like. Fuck! There I said it! No matter how cute you may be. No matter how many shades of red your hair might change within a week's time.. And bitch if you correct me by saying it’s pink, I will knock you the hell out so quick.. Ahem.. apologies. Continuing on. You are not interesting at all, how in the hell did you even make it this far babe? How in the world did you even beat someone like Katie? I mean, I can think of a couple ways but YOU? Rebecca fucking saint? Nope! The Lady Joker doesn’t see it. Heh, but being serious for a moment.. I get it. You are tired like the rest of us for seeing the same shit. You want to bring change to this place and if you don’t.. You will run to the next place. I have been there and I have done that many times. This isn’t about you getting your fucking way, you want to be the best.. The very best that no one ever.. I need a moment..
I am back! All jokes aside, allow me to let you in one a little secret. You are no fucking role model. You are not even fucking close to it. For the dumbasses that follow you, shame on them because they are just that. You, in addition to some other people I know, spew some of the most toxic bullshit out of your mouth and do not think.. Inside that pretty little head of yours that someone is actually listening. That someone is actually fucking watching. You are not what women’s wrestling looks like, you are something that came off the streets and got lucky. If you want me to prove that to you, challenge me. I’d be more than happy to do just that by making your ass see stars. As I said above, I don’t like you. I don’t like anything that you stand for.. But I do respect that you have a little talent, that you aren’t a complete waste of space and time. But trust and believe me when I say this.. You are nowhere on the level that you need to be in order to say anything about me. You don’t know me.. But after I am done making you out to be a joke. You will..
Maxwell, my homie, my pal.. Come on down, you are the next contestant to understand the reasoning as to why I HAVE to put you down! Maxwell, talk about sloppy seconds huh? You were defeated first round, before anyone could think about the who, who was going to be in the Quest for the Case.. or anything like that. You were put down.. But because management sometimes make mistakes - you got a second chance and defeated the very same person I did. If I had a bag of cookies, I would give you one. No, seriously.. I probably throw one at you just because. How does it feel to be important for one night? How does it feel not to be on the pre-show or opening up just another Breakthrough? It must be nice huh? It shouldn’t because the very same thing can be said about you, that I said about Saint before you.
You aren’t ready for this. You can convince yourself that you are. You can bring a list of shit that you’ve done elsewhere but in this match.. You are going to be face to face with some of the worse people in VoW. You are going to have to fight.. No, fuck that, you are going to have to survive for thirty minutes straight of nothing but hell fire and brimstone being thrown at your direction because next to you.. There is one other that is the weakest link. Yes, I said it and I am not apologizing for it. Show us otherwise Maxwell, will you continue to be this sheep or is it you that was the wolf in sheep's clothing? I have my opinion on it and since this is my story.. I am going to say it.
You are a sheep. Period.
Katalina Star, such a pretty and wonderful name. A woman who has seen a lot in her life because is is nothing more than a common dominatrix. Hell, nowadays, everywhere you turn.. You can find a mistress or a master who is willing to fuc- nevermind.. I still have some dignity every now and then. To some, you are a challenge.. To me? You are nothing more than someone who is standing in my way. A person who may love pain, but the pain that I am going to inflict on you is a little different. I am not going to go fifty shades of grey on you - way too easy. I am going to go fifty shades of blue and black. Forgive me Zoey.. I know who this may be to you.. But this is business.. And pleasure at the same time. You have made yourself known the moment you were the first person to join this match.. Sadly, you were forgotten the moment others joined in. As much as people will hype you up, I am the latter.. I intend on seeing you on the ground.. A lot!
Enough said but wait.. I am not just going to jump to Datura that quickly guys.. Nope, Joanna. You are the one that I have been talking about for a while now. You are the one that I had to sit back and look at myself to understand a sliver as to why you do the things you do. I will admit, you and I are similar but we are oh so different at the same time. As you go around with your friends preaching about saving the world.. I want to see it burn and built anew. I want stupid fuckers like Rebecca Saint to disappear off of it and be replaced with better versions of them.. But then again, you should be asking yourself.. Is she lying to me? Yes. I am. You see Jo, you are in this for the shits and grins, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see that. You are here solely because you have no other choice. You are worried about other shit when the problems that you should be focused on are fight in your face. Again, I was like you.. I still am. Fuck the machine, I get that.. But what better way to stick it back to them.. If you took something that they created and used it against them? But maybe that might be where our levels of equality stop. In this match, I have no.. love, I NEED you to understand.. I have no issues on beating you down just to keep you down. I have no issues wearing you down just to keep the game fun. To me, I see this as a fight. I see this as a means of surviving where most people decide to sit on their fucking hands and wait for people to realize that they are pouting about something that’ll never… never change.
Talk is cheap.. But good thing I intend on going out there and showing you why.. I am known to the world as the Lady Joker.. The wrecker or people’s shit!
Which leaves me to you Datura. Babe! Where have you been all my life, you could serenade me all night with your poems.. As long as my girlfriend doesn’t know - we would be okay! Joking aside. How does it feel loves? To be in the same place I was a couple months ago, arguing with a brick wall in Ry Daddy Omega!? Least you don’t have to worry about his bitch! Or.. do you? Oh! You see, you and I see things on a very similar level. You see things a little better than I do though, especially if you have that punk ass bitch Casanova and his gang of puppies barking at you from behind the six foot tall fence, did I do that again.. Dammit Massey, stop with the shots!
Datura.. You are not like the others, you have the skills to win this whole thing.. But when it comes down to winning it - you have to go through me. I have made this known and very clear but I want that case. You know me, right? You know when I want something.. I am going to do whatever I must in order to get it. You were in a place where you knew everyone in my circle, you know of my twin. You know of the people that I call ‘ friend ‘ . You watched and seen what they did when they wanted something - I am much.. Much worse. I don’t give a shit about what you say you feel like you have to do. I don’t.. I am sorry. I am here for the match. I am here to see what level of competition that VoW has to offer and if this was all smack talk and there isn’t anything truly here. Shit, you and I have been subjected to their shit.. You aren’t going to come into this not willing to put up a fight. You know that would disappoint me and if you dare do some shit like that, I will beat the ever loving shit out of you until you are ready to fight.
All in all, I am serious. I am not here for the shits and grins. I am here to fight, I am here to outlast and survive. No matter what you all think you know about me.. You better start rethinking really fucking quickly.. Because I am not unpredictable for nothing. I am not something that comes with a cheat sheet or quick notes.
I am one of the worse people you’d want to be stuck in a match with. Ask anyone that has come before any of you.. I DON’T break my promises and I promise, you are looking at the next Quest for the Case winner.
Sorry.. Not sorry..