Post by Rayne on Nov 23, 2011 16:44:50 GMT -6
Poop is still a tag team???
Who woulda known? I mean, Stephie hasn't so much as made a token appearance in a promo since... When was that? OH YEAH!
Road to the Gold...
How'd Road to the Gold turn out for you anyway Stephie? I mean, that was supposed to be the night you and Amy put your differences aside and came together as a cohesive unit and showed us Bitches who the real... Whatever it is you call yourselves are...
Didn't turn out so well did it Stephie? Fell a little short of your goal? Wound up flat on your ugly ****ing face?
Awww too bad.
And here we find ourselves one month later, still the World Tag Team Champions, still undefeated as a team and still without a single legitimate threat to our reign and what do the ever intelligent power's that be in nCw decide to do?
Rematch...
Rematch?
REMATCH!?
Tell me how that works. Stephie hasn't wrestled a match in four weeks. Poop hasn't even been mentioned on television since we buried them a month ago. They've done NOTHING together. Beaten no one. And most importantly of all they did NOT earn another shot at us. Hell, they didn't earn the first shot. And we have to face them again? Come on nCw, you can do better than this. Shelly doesn't seem to be busy, what's Crystal up to? I hear they think their a tag team, I mean if we're just going to hand shots out like candy at Halloween at least give one to someone who can challenge us.
Not Poop.
Anyone but Poop.
Hell, Ayla and I will wrestle each other on the pay per view if your desperate to fill out the card with quality matches. I'm itching to face someone who can push me to my limits and to be quite honest I'm a little tired of dismantling the same hand full of whores every couple of weeks.
At least think about it.
But in the mean time I suppose we have to do our duty and put our belts on the line against a team we've literally embarrassed each and every single time we've faced them. A team who couldn't get it together last month or the month before or the month before or the month before. A team that was on the verge of splitting up before we crushed them just four weeks ago. A team that, for the most part, is useless.
Don't get me wrong, Amy has her perks. The kid tries to win for the most part. She's got her heart in the business finally which is more than I can say for Stephie, but at the end of the day some people just don't have what it takes and I'm sorry to be the one to tell you Amy but...
You don't have what it takes.
Your a good kid Amy. You've come a long way from the porn star plastic bitch that was more concerned with her "oral" technique than her in ring ability.
I'm like this = close to respecting you, seriously.
But for all the leaps you've made forward you still find yourself pressed face first against that glass ceiling and for the life of you, you just don't know why.
I do.
It's pretty clear to myself and... well... Everyone else in the world that Amy Marshall, for all her heart, is not built to be a wrestler. I'm sorry if that breaks your little heart kid but hey, at least your a step above an Everyman, you've actually won a world title and no one will ever take that away from you. It's just a shame you won the world title when Zelda was off doing something that wasn't pounding your puny skull into the ground and your only competition was that half wit Newborn who couldn't wrestle her way out of a wet paper bag.
Hate me if ya want, it's not going to change the facts Amy. Fact is, any time you step into the ring with, lets call them "one of us" you can't hack it. Just look at your match with Kelly as exhibit "A" that wasn't luck, Amy. It wasn't luck or God or a roll of the dice that brought Kelly Knite from Commentator to World Champion to victorious over you.
That was all her. People like Kelly, like myself, like Ayla, we are built to dominate. Built to go to war with whomever stands between us and our goals. When we want something we are not content to sit back and cry until it's ours. WE TAKE IT! Ayla and I came into this company, determined to expose you plastic princess for the fake pampered whores you were and we did. We succeeded. We took this division by storm, weeding out the weak links, took the tag belts and haven't looked back.
What have you done?
I'll wait while you stumble to point at wins over women who barely have enough willpower to drive to the arena let alone put up a fight.
The point is Amy, you need a killer instinct if you want to make it to the pinnacle of this business and you just don't have the heart to do what has to be done.
As for Stephie, the lesser half of Poop. Girl, you are a joke.
A total joke.
Nothing but a joke.
So help me god.
I dug up your promo from Road to the Gold just to see what you had to say the last time you were on TV and let me tell you did I laugh.
Where was I?
Seriously?
You wanna know where I was while Stephanie was just barely grazing the glass ceiling with the tips of her little fingers?
I WAS FIRED!
By Leonard Fox because my tits weren't big enough, my hair wasn't blond enough, my ass wasn't round enough and the date on my license put me a hell of allot closer to forty than he felt comfortable with. And I swear Steph, if one person asks me where I was while they were struggling to get noticed in nCw as if I ran away...
I'm gonna snap.
Let's not even mention the fact that me not being on the roster while you were in your "glory days" here in nCw means absolutely nothing and just look at what you did while I was away...
Whats that you have there Steph, a heaping load of NOTHING!? Oh what a freaking surprise and here I thought Stephie had just ripped through the entire world on her way to the world title while Rayne was away there by proving a point that not even Steph herself was able to follow. HOWEVER that is not what happened because unlike you I FOLLOW nCw TV when I'm not on it.
You came.
You rose.
And you fell.
Which is why I will always refer to you as WASTED POTENTIAL. Because you could of been somebody Steph but instead of digging deep and finding that reason to push yourself to that next level you ran away.
Tail tucked firmly between your legs and BAM! You were outta here. And why? Because of family? Because of kids? NOPE! Because Crystal Hilton handed you your ass on a gigantic silver platter in front of the whole entire world live on nCw television.
Wow, how noble. What should I be impressed by next, your incredible losing streak or maybe your ability to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory?
Try to follow my logic Steph, rising to the top only to find yourself at rock bottom before you know it is WASTING YOUR POTENTIAL! And once at rock bottom, finding it more difficult to get out than you previously thought, deciding to shake your ass and show your tits for attention as opposed to working your way back up is called WASTING YOUR POTENTIAL! And falling back on something you did a year ago because in the present tense you matter about as much as Trish Newborn before the barn door hit her on the ass on her way out is called... Well that's just being a ****ing moron.
Sunday at Breaking Away, Poop gets one LAST shot at us and honestly girls I am goddam sick and tired of wrestling you over and over and over again. In fact, I hope you come out of no where and beat us just so something remotely different happens this week aside from BWA squashing which ever pair of mis matched whores nCw throws our way.
Then again, even if you did managed to beat us we'd just come back the next month and steam roll you back to the gutter where you belong.
Last chance.
Last stand.
I'm done playing with the plastics.
I'm done waring with the starlets.
After Sunday Night Ayla and I will declare the Tag Team Division the sole property of BWA...
Next up...
Kelly Knite.
Storms coming ladies, prepare to be washed away.
{ Sweat dripped off every muscle of Rayne's body as she danced around the heavy bag. Her arms weighted down by five pound weights on each wrist, she began the grueling process of her fifth super set of her cardiovascular work out. Her ankles were strapped with weights as her steps started to become labored but each blow struck the bag with the same force as when she stared. }
I refuse to feel old.
{ Another drip of sweat fell off her arm as she threw another punch, not imagining Stephanie or Amy, her opponents of the week as the intended target, rather, somebody much "bigger." }
I refuse to give in.
{ She saw the face of Kelly Knite sneering back at her, cackling at her, throwing insults and jabs at her like rocks through the air. }
I will not back down.
{ Kelly laughed at her again as her fist crushed against the side of her face. }
I'm coming for the world title.
{ Even the imagined laugh of Kelly Knite made Rayne even more angry, even more determined. }
Nothing will get in my way.
{ The timer on the stop watch went off and Rayne took a step back. The face of Kelly still plastered on the bag as far as she was concerned. }
Nothing.
{ And her fist soared into it one last time. }
"Geez, who pissed you off?"
{ The question was followed by a laugh as Ayla walked around her. }
"No one, just training."
"I can see that, I've just never seen you train this hard before."
"I've never been this close before."
"This close to what?"
{ Rayne managed to keep her breathing under control even as her heart raced from the intense work out. She turned and finally smiled at her friend. }
"To the top."
{ Ayla nodded, she'd known Rayne for a while now, she knows how hard she's fought to be here, she knows how bad she wants that one thing that's escaped her her entire career. Rayne took a long look at Ayle then finally said... }
"What are the nightmares about?"
{ Ayla snapped out of her little day dream and looked at Rayne some what surprised. }
"What do you mean?"
"Kyle said you've been waking up at all hours of the night in cold sweats, panicking. If there is something wrong I need to know."
{ Ayla knew she meant that in two ways. One, she was concerned. Two, she wanted Ayla ready for this weekend. }
"I've... I've been dreaming about the future... And it scares me."
"Why?"
"I.. I don't know... I mean... I do... I just... Do you regret your life? Your choices? The way things have turned out?"
{ Ayla looked at Rayne imploringly, she really wanted to know. }
"We all have regrets Ayla."
"I know but... You put your career before your family and-"
"No. I didn't."
{ Rayne almost seemed offended. }
"When I had my son I was young and dumb and wrestling was the only thing I knew. I had to wrestle to feed him and clothe him. Why do you think I didn't join a place like nCw when I was younger?"
"I don't know."
"It would have meant being away from him more than I already was and I couldn't do that."
"Do you regret that? Do you hold it against him?"
{ Rayne didn't answer right away, she thought about it for a minute or two. }
"Maybe once, for a little while but things happen the way they happen for a reason, it is up to you to make the best of it."
"I don't want to wake up and regret my life or hate my kid..."
{ Rayne could only sigh as her friend hung her head feeling guilty over resenting a child she hadn't yet had. }
"Ayla, if you want something you have to go for it, whatever it may be."
"And what is that?"
"I can't answer that Ay, I wish I could. If Kyle makes you happy and a family with him is something you want, make it happen. But if it's wrestling, make it happen."
"What if I want both?"
{ Rayne smiled. She wished she was more like Ayla sometimes. She wished she were more optimistic. }
"Then make it happen."
{ She patted Ayla on the shoulder. }
That's exactly what I plan to do...
{ Fade. }
It can Rayne all the Time.
Who woulda known? I mean, Stephie hasn't so much as made a token appearance in a promo since... When was that? OH YEAH!
Road to the Gold...
How'd Road to the Gold turn out for you anyway Stephie? I mean, that was supposed to be the night you and Amy put your differences aside and came together as a cohesive unit and showed us Bitches who the real... Whatever it is you call yourselves are...
Didn't turn out so well did it Stephie? Fell a little short of your goal? Wound up flat on your ugly ****ing face?
Awww too bad.
And here we find ourselves one month later, still the World Tag Team Champions, still undefeated as a team and still without a single legitimate threat to our reign and what do the ever intelligent power's that be in nCw decide to do?
Rematch...
Rematch?
REMATCH!?
Tell me how that works. Stephie hasn't wrestled a match in four weeks. Poop hasn't even been mentioned on television since we buried them a month ago. They've done NOTHING together. Beaten no one. And most importantly of all they did NOT earn another shot at us. Hell, they didn't earn the first shot. And we have to face them again? Come on nCw, you can do better than this. Shelly doesn't seem to be busy, what's Crystal up to? I hear they think their a tag team, I mean if we're just going to hand shots out like candy at Halloween at least give one to someone who can challenge us.
Not Poop.
Anyone but Poop.
Hell, Ayla and I will wrestle each other on the pay per view if your desperate to fill out the card with quality matches. I'm itching to face someone who can push me to my limits and to be quite honest I'm a little tired of dismantling the same hand full of whores every couple of weeks.
At least think about it.
But in the mean time I suppose we have to do our duty and put our belts on the line against a team we've literally embarrassed each and every single time we've faced them. A team who couldn't get it together last month or the month before or the month before or the month before. A team that was on the verge of splitting up before we crushed them just four weeks ago. A team that, for the most part, is useless.
Don't get me wrong, Amy has her perks. The kid tries to win for the most part. She's got her heart in the business finally which is more than I can say for Stephie, but at the end of the day some people just don't have what it takes and I'm sorry to be the one to tell you Amy but...
You don't have what it takes.
Your a good kid Amy. You've come a long way from the porn star plastic bitch that was more concerned with her "oral" technique than her in ring ability.
I'm like this = close to respecting you, seriously.
But for all the leaps you've made forward you still find yourself pressed face first against that glass ceiling and for the life of you, you just don't know why.
I do.
It's pretty clear to myself and... well... Everyone else in the world that Amy Marshall, for all her heart, is not built to be a wrestler. I'm sorry if that breaks your little heart kid but hey, at least your a step above an Everyman, you've actually won a world title and no one will ever take that away from you. It's just a shame you won the world title when Zelda was off doing something that wasn't pounding your puny skull into the ground and your only competition was that half wit Newborn who couldn't wrestle her way out of a wet paper bag.
Hate me if ya want, it's not going to change the facts Amy. Fact is, any time you step into the ring with, lets call them "one of us" you can't hack it. Just look at your match with Kelly as exhibit "A" that wasn't luck, Amy. It wasn't luck or God or a roll of the dice that brought Kelly Knite from Commentator to World Champion to victorious over you.
That was all her. People like Kelly, like myself, like Ayla, we are built to dominate. Built to go to war with whomever stands between us and our goals. When we want something we are not content to sit back and cry until it's ours. WE TAKE IT! Ayla and I came into this company, determined to expose you plastic princess for the fake pampered whores you were and we did. We succeeded. We took this division by storm, weeding out the weak links, took the tag belts and haven't looked back.
What have you done?
I'll wait while you stumble to point at wins over women who barely have enough willpower to drive to the arena let alone put up a fight.
The point is Amy, you need a killer instinct if you want to make it to the pinnacle of this business and you just don't have the heart to do what has to be done.
As for Stephie, the lesser half of Poop. Girl, you are a joke.
A total joke.
Nothing but a joke.
So help me god.
I dug up your promo from Road to the Gold just to see what you had to say the last time you were on TV and let me tell you did I laugh.
Where was I?
Seriously?
You wanna know where I was while Stephanie was just barely grazing the glass ceiling with the tips of her little fingers?
I WAS FIRED!
By Leonard Fox because my tits weren't big enough, my hair wasn't blond enough, my ass wasn't round enough and the date on my license put me a hell of allot closer to forty than he felt comfortable with. And I swear Steph, if one person asks me where I was while they were struggling to get noticed in nCw as if I ran away...
I'm gonna snap.
Let's not even mention the fact that me not being on the roster while you were in your "glory days" here in nCw means absolutely nothing and just look at what you did while I was away...
Whats that you have there Steph, a heaping load of NOTHING!? Oh what a freaking surprise and here I thought Stephie had just ripped through the entire world on her way to the world title while Rayne was away there by proving a point that not even Steph herself was able to follow. HOWEVER that is not what happened because unlike you I FOLLOW nCw TV when I'm not on it.
You came.
You rose.
And you fell.
Which is why I will always refer to you as WASTED POTENTIAL. Because you could of been somebody Steph but instead of digging deep and finding that reason to push yourself to that next level you ran away.
Tail tucked firmly between your legs and BAM! You were outta here. And why? Because of family? Because of kids? NOPE! Because Crystal Hilton handed you your ass on a gigantic silver platter in front of the whole entire world live on nCw television.
Wow, how noble. What should I be impressed by next, your incredible losing streak or maybe your ability to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory?
Try to follow my logic Steph, rising to the top only to find yourself at rock bottom before you know it is WASTING YOUR POTENTIAL! And once at rock bottom, finding it more difficult to get out than you previously thought, deciding to shake your ass and show your tits for attention as opposed to working your way back up is called WASTING YOUR POTENTIAL! And falling back on something you did a year ago because in the present tense you matter about as much as Trish Newborn before the barn door hit her on the ass on her way out is called... Well that's just being a ****ing moron.
Sunday at Breaking Away, Poop gets one LAST shot at us and honestly girls I am goddam sick and tired of wrestling you over and over and over again. In fact, I hope you come out of no where and beat us just so something remotely different happens this week aside from BWA squashing which ever pair of mis matched whores nCw throws our way.
Then again, even if you did managed to beat us we'd just come back the next month and steam roll you back to the gutter where you belong.
Last chance.
Last stand.
I'm done playing with the plastics.
I'm done waring with the starlets.
After Sunday Night Ayla and I will declare the Tag Team Division the sole property of BWA...
Next up...
Kelly Knite.
Storms coming ladies, prepare to be washed away.
{ Sweat dripped off every muscle of Rayne's body as she danced around the heavy bag. Her arms weighted down by five pound weights on each wrist, she began the grueling process of her fifth super set of her cardiovascular work out. Her ankles were strapped with weights as her steps started to become labored but each blow struck the bag with the same force as when she stared. }
I refuse to feel old.
{ Another drip of sweat fell off her arm as she threw another punch, not imagining Stephanie or Amy, her opponents of the week as the intended target, rather, somebody much "bigger." }
I refuse to give in.
{ She saw the face of Kelly Knite sneering back at her, cackling at her, throwing insults and jabs at her like rocks through the air. }
I will not back down.
{ Kelly laughed at her again as her fist crushed against the side of her face. }
I'm coming for the world title.
{ Even the imagined laugh of Kelly Knite made Rayne even more angry, even more determined. }
Nothing will get in my way.
{ The timer on the stop watch went off and Rayne took a step back. The face of Kelly still plastered on the bag as far as she was concerned. }
Nothing.
{ And her fist soared into it one last time. }
"Geez, who pissed you off?"
{ The question was followed by a laugh as Ayla walked around her. }
"No one, just training."
"I can see that, I've just never seen you train this hard before."
"I've never been this close before."
"This close to what?"
{ Rayne managed to keep her breathing under control even as her heart raced from the intense work out. She turned and finally smiled at her friend. }
"To the top."
{ Ayla nodded, she'd known Rayne for a while now, she knows how hard she's fought to be here, she knows how bad she wants that one thing that's escaped her her entire career. Rayne took a long look at Ayle then finally said... }
"What are the nightmares about?"
{ Ayla snapped out of her little day dream and looked at Rayne some what surprised. }
"What do you mean?"
"Kyle said you've been waking up at all hours of the night in cold sweats, panicking. If there is something wrong I need to know."
{ Ayla knew she meant that in two ways. One, she was concerned. Two, she wanted Ayla ready for this weekend. }
"I've... I've been dreaming about the future... And it scares me."
"Why?"
"I.. I don't know... I mean... I do... I just... Do you regret your life? Your choices? The way things have turned out?"
{ Ayla looked at Rayne imploringly, she really wanted to know. }
"We all have regrets Ayla."
"I know but... You put your career before your family and-"
"No. I didn't."
{ Rayne almost seemed offended. }
"When I had my son I was young and dumb and wrestling was the only thing I knew. I had to wrestle to feed him and clothe him. Why do you think I didn't join a place like nCw when I was younger?"
"I don't know."
"It would have meant being away from him more than I already was and I couldn't do that."
"Do you regret that? Do you hold it against him?"
{ Rayne didn't answer right away, she thought about it for a minute or two. }
"Maybe once, for a little while but things happen the way they happen for a reason, it is up to you to make the best of it."
"I don't want to wake up and regret my life or hate my kid..."
{ Rayne could only sigh as her friend hung her head feeling guilty over resenting a child she hadn't yet had. }
"Ayla, if you want something you have to go for it, whatever it may be."
"And what is that?"
"I can't answer that Ay, I wish I could. If Kyle makes you happy and a family with him is something you want, make it happen. But if it's wrestling, make it happen."
"What if I want both?"
{ Rayne smiled. She wished she was more like Ayla sometimes. She wished she were more optimistic. }
"Then make it happen."
{ She patted Ayla on the shoulder. }
That's exactly what I plan to do...
{ Fade. }
It can Rayne all the Time.