Post by Zelda Knite on Aug 11, 2010 22:02:31 GMT -6
Sometimes, I really don't understand what people expect from me, I don't really get what I'm supposed to do. You see I do my best to be the very best wrestler inside that ring, week in and week out. I tell you I'm going to give everything I have in a match, I do, and I more often than not, win. Then I have these Dead idiots chasing me and acting like I'm some kind of plague to the entire NCW and I just don't get it.
If I'm winning, if I'm leading NCW in merchandise sales, if I'm bring prestige and honor to this title, how is that a bad thing for NCW? If my winning and winning is forcing people to get better, forcing people to try harder and become better wrestlers how is that a bad thing? See, it isn't. That's why I think this whole thing with Cleo and her group if idiots, is stupid. This isn't a video game, I'm not the end boss, I'm just a wrestler who goes out and does her best. I can't cast Cure4 at no MP cost, I can't chain together top level skills out of class.... I just try, try really hard to win.
I'd like to know when that became something bad. If you have any answers, please tell me because I'm looking around and I just can't seem to find any that make any kind of sense at all. I'd like you to just tell me where I've gone wrong or what I've done that has caused you to think that I'm not playing fair here. Have I ever hit somebody in the head with a stupid Egyptian ceremonial crook and flail? No. It's like everybody is just making up crap because they are so jealous of me and have nothing else to go on but to say that I'm holding them down. Sorry if winning matches is holding you down, really I am sorry, but I'm not going to roll over just to boost your ego or to make you feel better. I'm a professional wrestler, so what I'm young, so what I'm cute, so what I'm all hyperactive and love being a video game geek..... it doesn't make me any less of a professional wrestler and professional wrestlers are trained to win, are trained to win titles and hold on to them at all costs.
I have the longest title reign in NCW history, most likely somebody just as determined as me, who has the same desires as me, and the same goals will come along and shatter my record six month title reign. The difference is, if they used my title reign, if they used my accomplishments as motivation, if they use what I've done as a goal to reach and then pass... I'll be insanely happy, because it just validates how good I really was in kicking off this women's division. Which is exactly what I'm all about, which is exactly what keeps me going.
Like I told Tara already, that's the reason you see me try so hard... I want this title to be meaningful, I want this title to be the most hotly contested title that's ever been in NCW. Leonard Fox made this women's division for a reason and that reason is because Women's wrestling in his eyes is more about the wrestling and less about the bra and panties and mud wrestling matches. I want little girls who love this sport to see what I'm doing and aim at my accomplishments, look at me and say “I want to be Zelda Knite”. I looked at Tara Fenix and heard about what she's done, and heard about what she accomplished and I set myself to pass her, and I think I've done that. I hope she can look at me and be happy even if she loses because she was my motivation to be better.
I don't know what any of you want from me, but I do know what my Zombies want, and they want to see me fight, they want to see me keep going without ever backing down from any situation. If you want to stand up and curse my name, go right ahead. I simply put, don't care. I'm not going to change, I'm not going to go away. I'm Zelda Knite.... I was the first wrestler hired for this division, I was the first champion, I've broken the ground for women's wrestilng in NCW, I've led with style, I've led with class and I've never taken the easy path. I've worked my way up from the teenage geek who could barely pull of a single move of offense in a match to being the pinnacle of women's wrestling in the world. That's something I'm proud of, I'm so happy to be worshipped by my Zombies, to have them cheer my name, to have them show up in bus loads at my autograph signings. It still strikes me as so awesome that I can barely believe it.
I'm going to fight, separated shoulders, dead girls, jealousy, pain, nothing is going to stop me from doing what I love. Nothing is going to slow me down or hinder me from going out to that ring and busting it to prove that I'm the best. I'm not playing, I'm not going to slow down, I'm not going to be intimidated and I'm not going to hand you my belt. Not Tara, not these three igmos who are chasing me, nobody will bring me down. You want to kill me? Fine... try, but just remember... this is my legend, and legends never die.
{Zelda sits up out of the bed in the darkened room, she's got on a form fitting “Young Guns” tank top shirt and NCW pajama pants and appears to be sweating as she pushes some loose hair away from her face. Thanks to the moon light that's shinning into the room through the window we can see the dark purpleish rings under her eyes as if she hasn't slept in a day or two. As she grits her teeth we can see her chest rise and fall rapidly as she takes quick breaths.}
“You ok?”
“I'm fine....”
{Falcon rolls over and looks at his girlfriend, half asleep. Zelda stands up, she walks over to the dresser and reaches into a drawer. She rummages around, desperately looking for something, she eventually finds the small orange bottle of pills.}
“Zelda.”
“What? I've been working out with you for the past couple of days, I'm hurting.”
“I don't think you are.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“That you don't need those anymore.”
{Zelda turns around and opens the top of the bottle, she glares at Falcon as she dumps a couple into the palm of her hand. He stares her down as she brings them to her lips. She waits to see if he's going to say anything, then throws them into her mouth. Falcon closes his eyes and shakes his head, he seems disappointed at her, and Zelda seems hurt by this.}
“Z, I just don't know.... I'm worried about you and you just keep ignoring me. You say you love me, and right now I can't really tell it.”
{Falcon closes his eyes again as he shakes his head, worried about his girl, his eyes jolt open when he hears a spitting sound and looks up to see Zelda spitting the pills out onto the floor.}
“Well it's not very sanitary.... but I'll take it.”
“See, I told you I wasn't getting addicted to these things.”
“I'm glad.. I was just worried is all.”
{Zelda slides back in bed, she shoves the blanket away and pushes Falcon back down by his shoulder. She bends down and gives him a kiss on the lips, he grabs her back of her head and kisses the back as she throws her leg over him and sits on top of him. She pulls away and runs the nail of her index finger down the middle of Falcon's chest.}
“I'm sorry I worried you.”
“It's ok....”
“I love you.”
{Falcon smiles while nodding his head and the two begin kissing again. Falcon takes Zelda by the hips and spins her over onto her back with him on top of her now. She giggles a little and just leans up and kisses him. Falcon reaches down and takes her “Young Gun” shirt in his hands, he pulls it up and over her head, the camera is behind him and doesn't show anything fun. He holds the shirt up with his right hand.}
“I hate these shirts.”
“Hey, the more I wear them... the more you try and get me out of them.”
{Zelda gives a small devilish smile as she winks at him and we fade away.}
If I'm winning, if I'm leading NCW in merchandise sales, if I'm bring prestige and honor to this title, how is that a bad thing for NCW? If my winning and winning is forcing people to get better, forcing people to try harder and become better wrestlers how is that a bad thing? See, it isn't. That's why I think this whole thing with Cleo and her group if idiots, is stupid. This isn't a video game, I'm not the end boss, I'm just a wrestler who goes out and does her best. I can't cast Cure4 at no MP cost, I can't chain together top level skills out of class.... I just try, try really hard to win.
I'd like to know when that became something bad. If you have any answers, please tell me because I'm looking around and I just can't seem to find any that make any kind of sense at all. I'd like you to just tell me where I've gone wrong or what I've done that has caused you to think that I'm not playing fair here. Have I ever hit somebody in the head with a stupid Egyptian ceremonial crook and flail? No. It's like everybody is just making up crap because they are so jealous of me and have nothing else to go on but to say that I'm holding them down. Sorry if winning matches is holding you down, really I am sorry, but I'm not going to roll over just to boost your ego or to make you feel better. I'm a professional wrestler, so what I'm young, so what I'm cute, so what I'm all hyperactive and love being a video game geek..... it doesn't make me any less of a professional wrestler and professional wrestlers are trained to win, are trained to win titles and hold on to them at all costs.
I have the longest title reign in NCW history, most likely somebody just as determined as me, who has the same desires as me, and the same goals will come along and shatter my record six month title reign. The difference is, if they used my title reign, if they used my accomplishments as motivation, if they use what I've done as a goal to reach and then pass... I'll be insanely happy, because it just validates how good I really was in kicking off this women's division. Which is exactly what I'm all about, which is exactly what keeps me going.
Like I told Tara already, that's the reason you see me try so hard... I want this title to be meaningful, I want this title to be the most hotly contested title that's ever been in NCW. Leonard Fox made this women's division for a reason and that reason is because Women's wrestling in his eyes is more about the wrestling and less about the bra and panties and mud wrestling matches. I want little girls who love this sport to see what I'm doing and aim at my accomplishments, look at me and say “I want to be Zelda Knite”. I looked at Tara Fenix and heard about what she's done, and heard about what she accomplished and I set myself to pass her, and I think I've done that. I hope she can look at me and be happy even if she loses because she was my motivation to be better.
I don't know what any of you want from me, but I do know what my Zombies want, and they want to see me fight, they want to see me keep going without ever backing down from any situation. If you want to stand up and curse my name, go right ahead. I simply put, don't care. I'm not going to change, I'm not going to go away. I'm Zelda Knite.... I was the first wrestler hired for this division, I was the first champion, I've broken the ground for women's wrestilng in NCW, I've led with style, I've led with class and I've never taken the easy path. I've worked my way up from the teenage geek who could barely pull of a single move of offense in a match to being the pinnacle of women's wrestling in the world. That's something I'm proud of, I'm so happy to be worshipped by my Zombies, to have them cheer my name, to have them show up in bus loads at my autograph signings. It still strikes me as so awesome that I can barely believe it.
I'm going to fight, separated shoulders, dead girls, jealousy, pain, nothing is going to stop me from doing what I love. Nothing is going to slow me down or hinder me from going out to that ring and busting it to prove that I'm the best. I'm not playing, I'm not going to slow down, I'm not going to be intimidated and I'm not going to hand you my belt. Not Tara, not these three igmos who are chasing me, nobody will bring me down. You want to kill me? Fine... try, but just remember... this is my legend, and legends never die.
{Zelda sits up out of the bed in the darkened room, she's got on a form fitting “Young Guns” tank top shirt and NCW pajama pants and appears to be sweating as she pushes some loose hair away from her face. Thanks to the moon light that's shinning into the room through the window we can see the dark purpleish rings under her eyes as if she hasn't slept in a day or two. As she grits her teeth we can see her chest rise and fall rapidly as she takes quick breaths.}
“You ok?”
“I'm fine....”
{Falcon rolls over and looks at his girlfriend, half asleep. Zelda stands up, she walks over to the dresser and reaches into a drawer. She rummages around, desperately looking for something, she eventually finds the small orange bottle of pills.}
“Zelda.”
“What? I've been working out with you for the past couple of days, I'm hurting.”
“I don't think you are.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“That you don't need those anymore.”
{Zelda turns around and opens the top of the bottle, she glares at Falcon as she dumps a couple into the palm of her hand. He stares her down as she brings them to her lips. She waits to see if he's going to say anything, then throws them into her mouth. Falcon closes his eyes and shakes his head, he seems disappointed at her, and Zelda seems hurt by this.}
“Z, I just don't know.... I'm worried about you and you just keep ignoring me. You say you love me, and right now I can't really tell it.”
{Falcon closes his eyes again as he shakes his head, worried about his girl, his eyes jolt open when he hears a spitting sound and looks up to see Zelda spitting the pills out onto the floor.}
“Well it's not very sanitary.... but I'll take it.”
“See, I told you I wasn't getting addicted to these things.”
“I'm glad.. I was just worried is all.”
{Zelda slides back in bed, she shoves the blanket away and pushes Falcon back down by his shoulder. She bends down and gives him a kiss on the lips, he grabs her back of her head and kisses the back as she throws her leg over him and sits on top of him. She pulls away and runs the nail of her index finger down the middle of Falcon's chest.}
“I'm sorry I worried you.”
“It's ok....”
“I love you.”
{Falcon smiles while nodding his head and the two begin kissing again. Falcon takes Zelda by the hips and spins her over onto her back with him on top of her now. She giggles a little and just leans up and kisses him. Falcon reaches down and takes her “Young Gun” shirt in his hands, he pulls it up and over her head, the camera is behind him and doesn't show anything fun. He holds the shirt up with his right hand.}
“I hate these shirts.”
“Hey, the more I wear them... the more you try and get me out of them.”
{Zelda gives a small devilish smile as she winks at him and we fade away.}