Post by Zelda Knite on Apr 8, 2012 7:40:07 GMT -6
You know Curtis... it would be really easy for me just to roll over and give up on this match, it would be so easy just to throw the controller against the wall and just say “screw it”... the little girl taking on the large man, the tiny little geek versus the big tough crazy “badass”. How many people would blame me if I just didn't show up for this match? None. How many people would perfectly understand if I just rolled out of that ring and ran away from you?
You look at this as if you have everything to lose, and I guess you have a point, it does suck. You either have to beat me convincingly or you risk losing everything you've worked for your entire career because the little geeky video game loving Star Wars lover kicked your butt in the middle of that ring. In fact if you wouldn't have taken it upon yourself to try and tear me in half for several weeks, if you wouldn't have tried to break my ribs against that announce table, if you wouldn't have fired that first blow then I would feel outright sorry for you. But the facts of the matter are that you brought this on yourself. There is nobody you can point the finger at to say that this is their fault except if you're looking square in a full length mirror. You're the one who wanted this, so when you lose, when you get your damn head caved in with the Contra Code, or are tapping out... just remember you short, overweight, pile of lard that this is what YOU wanted. Not I.
Now... I'm not saying that I don't enjoy the chance to beat a world champion, a former Xtreme and three tiem tag team champion... I'm no saying that this won't be exactly what I've wanted since I first saw that I could have a chance at the NCW Championship... a win against somebody with your track record? A win against a man who has done just about everything in this company? A win against a man who has arms as big as my head? Oh Curtis, that is something written straight from the movies, and more enjoyably the movie based games. This is a serious “Little Mac” moment for me. This is facing off against Mike Tyson at the end of Punch Out, this is my moment in the spotlight and the only thing standing in my way from immortality is you.
Sure I fought Lance Ryan to a stalemate, but it wasn't a win. It wasn't a big fat W that I could always point at and rub in people's face. Everybody just assumed that he was taking it easy on me. With the way he helped me up at the end, with his friendly smile as the clock clicked down to zero and we both saw that draw... nobody thought that I pushed him to the limits. Nobody thought I gave him everything he could handle and more, they just said he was rusty, that he took it easy and that I just managed to survive.
I don't want to just survive this time Curtis.
I don't want to hold up in the abandoned shack hoping that the zombies won't ever find me. I want to run out into the middle of the widest open field that I can find, guns blazing, and take on and defeat the entire horde. That's what I want. If this is the match that you want, if this is your idea of justice then I'm going to embrace that head on. I not scared, I'm not going to back down, I'm going to face you Kanyon and I'm going to give you everything I have, this win... It will mean more to me than you would ever know, it means that I wasn't crazy for chasing after the NCW Championship, it means that I really can stand toe to toe with anybody in that ring, it means that... I really am the best ever.
This is my story Curtis... the one of the spunky little elf girl who never backed down from a fight, the little girl who stood up to any challenge no matter the odds. My legned is still being written and this chapter, this section of the book is going to be huge part of that Kanyon. The day that Zelda beat a former world champion in a singles match, the day that Zelda Knite went from , “Zelda Knite, women's wrestler” to “Zelda Knite... Wrestler.”
This is my legend...
and you won't tarnish it.
Fatty.
[Zelda stands in the locker room, she has most of her gear on standing in front of the full length mirror, stretching her arms and back muscles, trying to loosen up. Not loose like “that”, you pervs. She takes deep breath after deep breath and cracks her neck, a look of intense focus on her face.]
“If you keep making that face, it's going to get stuck like that you know.”
[The sounds of Gib's wise and magical voice rings through the room, Zelda turns and smiles from ear to ear at the sight of her old man walking up to her.]
Zelda: You're going out there first thing Daddy... your first match in two years, shouldn't you be more concerned about that, and less about what face I'm making to my mirror.
Gib: No. I may not be the best father by typical standards, but if there is one thing that I know I can get right, it's the caring about my kids. I'm way more concerned about you and what you're going through.
Zelda: It's just a match daddy. I've had hundreds of them.
Gib: It's not just about that hugslypooy, it's everything. Fighting Kanyon, your rivalry with Kelly, having to deal with what you did, losing Rob... losing the baby... it's a lot for a young woman to have on her shoulders.
Zelda: It's ok. I can handle it.
Gib: Are you sure? I'm a pretty perceptive person Z and I know I might look like I don't pay attention, but I've noticed a change in you. Some of which I'm not sure if I like, but will stand behind you no matter your choices.
Zelda: Dad I...
Gib: I know it's tough Syd. Just remember that no matter what your dreams or goals are, no matter what obstacles you face in your way to get to them, that you can never lose sight of who you are or what you represent. It's what caused me to wear the Homeless Harold mask and nearly destroy my relationship with Xander. It's what caused me to give up my identity as I struggled with who I really was... I don't want to see that happen to you.
[Zelda looks at the floor, she doesn't say a word as she closes her eyes and then nods her head. She looks back up at her father who comes towards her and wraps his huge arms around her in a tight, quick hug.]
Gib: I love you.... good luck out there.
Zelda: Thanks dad.
[We fade to black as Gib pulls away and heads towards the door and his match. Zelda turns around and stares into the mirror again, looking at herself and possibly wondering just what she's becoming. Fade to black.]
You look at this as if you have everything to lose, and I guess you have a point, it does suck. You either have to beat me convincingly or you risk losing everything you've worked for your entire career because the little geeky video game loving Star Wars lover kicked your butt in the middle of that ring. In fact if you wouldn't have taken it upon yourself to try and tear me in half for several weeks, if you wouldn't have tried to break my ribs against that announce table, if you wouldn't have fired that first blow then I would feel outright sorry for you. But the facts of the matter are that you brought this on yourself. There is nobody you can point the finger at to say that this is their fault except if you're looking square in a full length mirror. You're the one who wanted this, so when you lose, when you get your damn head caved in with the Contra Code, or are tapping out... just remember you short, overweight, pile of lard that this is what YOU wanted. Not I.
Now... I'm not saying that I don't enjoy the chance to beat a world champion, a former Xtreme and three tiem tag team champion... I'm no saying that this won't be exactly what I've wanted since I first saw that I could have a chance at the NCW Championship... a win against somebody with your track record? A win against a man who has done just about everything in this company? A win against a man who has arms as big as my head? Oh Curtis, that is something written straight from the movies, and more enjoyably the movie based games. This is a serious “Little Mac” moment for me. This is facing off against Mike Tyson at the end of Punch Out, this is my moment in the spotlight and the only thing standing in my way from immortality is you.
Sure I fought Lance Ryan to a stalemate, but it wasn't a win. It wasn't a big fat W that I could always point at and rub in people's face. Everybody just assumed that he was taking it easy on me. With the way he helped me up at the end, with his friendly smile as the clock clicked down to zero and we both saw that draw... nobody thought that I pushed him to the limits. Nobody thought I gave him everything he could handle and more, they just said he was rusty, that he took it easy and that I just managed to survive.
I don't want to just survive this time Curtis.
I don't want to hold up in the abandoned shack hoping that the zombies won't ever find me. I want to run out into the middle of the widest open field that I can find, guns blazing, and take on and defeat the entire horde. That's what I want. If this is the match that you want, if this is your idea of justice then I'm going to embrace that head on. I not scared, I'm not going to back down, I'm going to face you Kanyon and I'm going to give you everything I have, this win... It will mean more to me than you would ever know, it means that I wasn't crazy for chasing after the NCW Championship, it means that I really can stand toe to toe with anybody in that ring, it means that... I really am the best ever.
This is my story Curtis... the one of the spunky little elf girl who never backed down from a fight, the little girl who stood up to any challenge no matter the odds. My legned is still being written and this chapter, this section of the book is going to be huge part of that Kanyon. The day that Zelda beat a former world champion in a singles match, the day that Zelda Knite went from , “Zelda Knite, women's wrestler” to “Zelda Knite... Wrestler.”
This is my legend...
and you won't tarnish it.
Fatty.
[Zelda stands in the locker room, she has most of her gear on standing in front of the full length mirror, stretching her arms and back muscles, trying to loosen up. Not loose like “that”, you pervs. She takes deep breath after deep breath and cracks her neck, a look of intense focus on her face.]
“If you keep making that face, it's going to get stuck like that you know.”
[The sounds of Gib's wise and magical voice rings through the room, Zelda turns and smiles from ear to ear at the sight of her old man walking up to her.]
Zelda: You're going out there first thing Daddy... your first match in two years, shouldn't you be more concerned about that, and less about what face I'm making to my mirror.
Gib: No. I may not be the best father by typical standards, but if there is one thing that I know I can get right, it's the caring about my kids. I'm way more concerned about you and what you're going through.
Zelda: It's just a match daddy. I've had hundreds of them.
Gib: It's not just about that hugslypooy, it's everything. Fighting Kanyon, your rivalry with Kelly, having to deal with what you did, losing Rob... losing the baby... it's a lot for a young woman to have on her shoulders.
Zelda: It's ok. I can handle it.
Gib: Are you sure? I'm a pretty perceptive person Z and I know I might look like I don't pay attention, but I've noticed a change in you. Some of which I'm not sure if I like, but will stand behind you no matter your choices.
Zelda: Dad I...
Gib: I know it's tough Syd. Just remember that no matter what your dreams or goals are, no matter what obstacles you face in your way to get to them, that you can never lose sight of who you are or what you represent. It's what caused me to wear the Homeless Harold mask and nearly destroy my relationship with Xander. It's what caused me to give up my identity as I struggled with who I really was... I don't want to see that happen to you.
[Zelda looks at the floor, she doesn't say a word as she closes her eyes and then nods her head. She looks back up at her father who comes towards her and wraps his huge arms around her in a tight, quick hug.]
Gib: I love you.... good luck out there.
Zelda: Thanks dad.
[We fade to black as Gib pulls away and heads towards the door and his match. Zelda turns around and stares into the mirror again, looking at herself and possibly wondering just what she's becoming. Fade to black.]
