Post by Tara Fenix on Sept 24, 2011 22:45:33 GMT -6
You know what really irks me about you, Amy... not the fact that you can't make up your mind about what you want to be called around here. I mean, you went from Roxxxie to Amy Marshall, wanting to be called by your real name. Your team name went from S.E.X. to Princesses of Pain.
None of that bothers me, though... a lot of people go through those times where they just can't decide what they would like to be known as.
What really irks me about you is that you sound just like everybody else! I'm tired of it, really. I'm tired of coming onto this camera, saying what I feel needs to be said to you people and absolutely everybody saying that we're all saying the same thing about each other! If the piece fits, is all I can say about it. If the piece fits, I will use it...
Hey, Amy.
Guess what.
You're a disgrace.
Oh! One more thing!
You're an embarrassment.
Wait! Wait! No!
One more thing.
You suck.
What do you want me to say about you, Amy? Do you want me to praise the ground that you walk on because you think it'll be a little more original? Should I dig a little deeper and try to bring up your drunk step-father that raped you a countless number of times to the point that you started begging him to do it? Oh, maybe I should tell people how you live in an igloo, because all people from Alaska live in igloos.
What do you want me to say?
I don't appreciate that you try to even play that card... I find it repulsing that you try to play that card, and then you turn around and you do what? Say the EXACT same thing that everybody else says to me! Am I going to break you down for it? Am I going to tell you that you can't use that because it's not very original? Am I going to call you pathetic for said reason?
No.
You said what you could about me, and I've been in this business for so long that I'm sure not one woman in the back can say one original thing about me... I'm not asking you to be original. I'm asking you to step into that ring and prove why I shouldn't cut your career short.
I'm truly not bothered by a single word that you said to me, because I've heard it all before. What I said to you, it must've cut you deep... it must've made you just loathe me because you immediately became defensive and tried to counter everything that I had to say.
You're like a female version of Jake Conway.
And that's pathetic.
You go ahead and you sit in your little bubble, though...
Have that belief that you can make something of yourself.
While you're sitting there, I'll be out in the real world.
Taking everything that should be mine.
Continuing on, I've gotten myself into a little predicament... a little problem, if you will, and there's something about the problems that I get myself into that always rings true. I deal with my problems, I step up and I face my problems --- Rayne and Ayla. BWA. These two wanted me to join their duo and help them save the division from the likes of you, and many of the other girls in the back.
And I took things into my own hands.
{The scene opens up in the backstage area, where we see Rayne and Tara standing face to face. You can see the anger burning in the eyes of Rayne just as much as you can see it burning in the eyes of Tara, as Rayne is in her face and shouting at her.}
Rayne:
"You weren't supposed to attack her! What don't you get about that?!"
{Tara remains silent, and can't help but scoff at the attitude that Rayne is giving her. Her eyes start to stray away, but Rayne lifts her hand to Tara and snaps her fingers to get her attention back on her.}
Rayne:
"I wanted you to help."
Tara:
"I did."
Rayne:
"You---"
Tara:
"I what?!"
Rayne:
"You---"
{Tara now took a few steps towards Rayne, scowling as she does. Rayne holds her ground, though and both of them are nose to nose looking as if one of them is going to throw a fist. Which one would be first?}
Tara:
"You told me to prove myself! You told me that you wanted to help me rid the nCw of all of these jokes... fakers... pretenders... I sent my message, I made it loud and clear! Nobody is safe! If you're not with me, you're against me! That's the way it is! You and Ayla, you're not getting the job done right... these girls, these ladies, they're crawling back for more punishment! You need to start taking a page out of my book and you need to put everyone back on notice by letting them know that nobody is safe, if they are against us. Some of them have forgotten. Is that what you want, Rayne? Do you want to be forgotten? Do you want them to forget what you fight for? I go in that ring, and I do my job. Like I said last week, whether my job is to send a message... or win a match... has yet to be decided. I signed with New Championship Wrestling because I wanted to wrestle, not necessarily be at the top because I'm already on that pedestal where these bitches wanna be. It's as simple as that. I'm not going to apologize to you, Ayla, or Emma. Because Emma wasn't with you. She wanted to be... but she's not... why don't you tell me why she's not? But next time you come at me barking what I need to do, you best check yourself. Both of you had better decide if you want me with you or against you."
{The glare between these two women go on for a little while longer before Tara turns her back, but Rayne grabs her shoulder and the staredown continues...}
Tara:
"I told you what I had planned. You knew that Emma had that target on her back from me... Why don't you go talk to Ayla about that, and tell her how you didn't do anything to stop me but you knew what to expect from me."
{This time, Tara does turn away from Rayne and walk down the hallway. Leaving Rayne standing there, scowling at who could have been one great ally... and still possibly could? The scene fades.}
I took things into my own hands, and Ayla didn't like how I handled business. Well, it is what it is... I don't care if you love me or hate me, and this goes to you as well, Amy, I'm going to do what I'm going to do. There was a man that I faced some time ago, and he called himself... the biggest... baddest... dog in the yard. This bitch chewed him up. This bitch... made him regret coming out of retirement. This bitch... put him back into place.
Whether I have to do it on my own.
Or Rayne and Ayla decide to stand behind me.
I'm going to put the rest of you in place... this ring, this yard, it's mine now. I don't care who holds the championship, I don't care who's in line for the next shot at the championship. You look at me, and you know that I'm going to be running this place.
It's time that I showed New Championship Wrestling just how much of a bitch I really am. Just how much I love hurting people, how much I love making sure they don't walk out of the ring on their own two feet... just how much I have trust in just one friend...
{A bit of a rattle can be heard, as Tara can be seen lifting her arm and dropping it ever so slightly, indicating that she is holding something in her hand.}
I may not have been a former nCw Women's Champion. Or, as the girls in the back like to call it... the Starlet's Champion... but I have done enough throughout my career to make people remember my name. To make people fear my name. Rayne knows it --- and I'm sure that she knows to fear it if she chooses to stand against me. I may not have the greatest track record in nCw history! None of that bothers me.
I'm still the savior I was meant to be.
And... well... Rayne and Ayla will look like a couple of angels compared to what I'm going to put the roster through.
None of that bothers me, though... a lot of people go through those times where they just can't decide what they would like to be known as.
What really irks me about you is that you sound just like everybody else! I'm tired of it, really. I'm tired of coming onto this camera, saying what I feel needs to be said to you people and absolutely everybody saying that we're all saying the same thing about each other! If the piece fits, is all I can say about it. If the piece fits, I will use it...
Hey, Amy.
Guess what.
You're a disgrace.
Oh! One more thing!
You're an embarrassment.
Wait! Wait! No!
One more thing.
You suck.
What do you want me to say about you, Amy? Do you want me to praise the ground that you walk on because you think it'll be a little more original? Should I dig a little deeper and try to bring up your drunk step-father that raped you a countless number of times to the point that you started begging him to do it? Oh, maybe I should tell people how you live in an igloo, because all people from Alaska live in igloos.
What do you want me to say?
I don't appreciate that you try to even play that card... I find it repulsing that you try to play that card, and then you turn around and you do what? Say the EXACT same thing that everybody else says to me! Am I going to break you down for it? Am I going to tell you that you can't use that because it's not very original? Am I going to call you pathetic for said reason?
No.
You said what you could about me, and I've been in this business for so long that I'm sure not one woman in the back can say one original thing about me... I'm not asking you to be original. I'm asking you to step into that ring and prove why I shouldn't cut your career short.
I'm truly not bothered by a single word that you said to me, because I've heard it all before. What I said to you, it must've cut you deep... it must've made you just loathe me because you immediately became defensive and tried to counter everything that I had to say.
You're like a female version of Jake Conway.
And that's pathetic.
You go ahead and you sit in your little bubble, though...
Have that belief that you can make something of yourself.
While you're sitting there, I'll be out in the real world.
Taking everything that should be mine.
Continuing on, I've gotten myself into a little predicament... a little problem, if you will, and there's something about the problems that I get myself into that always rings true. I deal with my problems, I step up and I face my problems --- Rayne and Ayla. BWA. These two wanted me to join their duo and help them save the division from the likes of you, and many of the other girls in the back.
And I took things into my own hands.
{The scene opens up in the backstage area, where we see Rayne and Tara standing face to face. You can see the anger burning in the eyes of Rayne just as much as you can see it burning in the eyes of Tara, as Rayne is in her face and shouting at her.}
Rayne:
"You weren't supposed to attack her! What don't you get about that?!"
{Tara remains silent, and can't help but scoff at the attitude that Rayne is giving her. Her eyes start to stray away, but Rayne lifts her hand to Tara and snaps her fingers to get her attention back on her.}
Rayne:
"I wanted you to help."
Tara:
"I did."
Rayne:
"You---"
Tara:
"I what?!"
Rayne:
"You---"
{Tara now took a few steps towards Rayne, scowling as she does. Rayne holds her ground, though and both of them are nose to nose looking as if one of them is going to throw a fist. Which one would be first?}
Tara:
"You told me to prove myself! You told me that you wanted to help me rid the nCw of all of these jokes... fakers... pretenders... I sent my message, I made it loud and clear! Nobody is safe! If you're not with me, you're against me! That's the way it is! You and Ayla, you're not getting the job done right... these girls, these ladies, they're crawling back for more punishment! You need to start taking a page out of my book and you need to put everyone back on notice by letting them know that nobody is safe, if they are against us. Some of them have forgotten. Is that what you want, Rayne? Do you want to be forgotten? Do you want them to forget what you fight for? I go in that ring, and I do my job. Like I said last week, whether my job is to send a message... or win a match... has yet to be decided. I signed with New Championship Wrestling because I wanted to wrestle, not necessarily be at the top because I'm already on that pedestal where these bitches wanna be. It's as simple as that. I'm not going to apologize to you, Ayla, or Emma. Because Emma wasn't with you. She wanted to be... but she's not... why don't you tell me why she's not? But next time you come at me barking what I need to do, you best check yourself. Both of you had better decide if you want me with you or against you."
{The glare between these two women go on for a little while longer before Tara turns her back, but Rayne grabs her shoulder and the staredown continues...}
Tara:
"I told you what I had planned. You knew that Emma had that target on her back from me... Why don't you go talk to Ayla about that, and tell her how you didn't do anything to stop me but you knew what to expect from me."
{This time, Tara does turn away from Rayne and walk down the hallway. Leaving Rayne standing there, scowling at who could have been one great ally... and still possibly could? The scene fades.}
I took things into my own hands, and Ayla didn't like how I handled business. Well, it is what it is... I don't care if you love me or hate me, and this goes to you as well, Amy, I'm going to do what I'm going to do. There was a man that I faced some time ago, and he called himself... the biggest... baddest... dog in the yard. This bitch chewed him up. This bitch... made him regret coming out of retirement. This bitch... put him back into place.
Whether I have to do it on my own.
Or Rayne and Ayla decide to stand behind me.
I'm going to put the rest of you in place... this ring, this yard, it's mine now. I don't care who holds the championship, I don't care who's in line for the next shot at the championship. You look at me, and you know that I'm going to be running this place.
It's time that I showed New Championship Wrestling just how much of a bitch I really am. Just how much I love hurting people, how much I love making sure they don't walk out of the ring on their own two feet... just how much I have trust in just one friend...
{A bit of a rattle can be heard, as Tara can be seen lifting her arm and dropping it ever so slightly, indicating that she is holding something in her hand.}
I may not have been a former nCw Women's Champion. Or, as the girls in the back like to call it... the Starlet's Champion... but I have done enough throughout my career to make people remember my name. To make people fear my name. Rayne knows it --- and I'm sure that she knows to fear it if she chooses to stand against me. I may not have the greatest track record in nCw history! None of that bothers me.
I'm still the savior I was meant to be.
And... well... Rayne and Ayla will look like a couple of angels compared to what I'm going to put the roster through.