Post by Tatiana on Jun 23, 2023 8:34:19 GMT -5
Where the hell is Tatiana Jolee?
Has she finally given up and thrown in the towel?
Has she turned tail and quit Action Wrestling?
Pfff… Tough luck.
- - - - - -
MONOLOGUE (on camera)
Torture… You know, now that I think about it. I realize that after nearly ten months of your bullshit… After you reneged on my release, after you purposely kept me down with shabby bookings… And even more so after the debacle with my challenge to your precious little Jill Park - that I don’t really know that much about you.
I know that your son has FAR more integrity than you’ll ever have.
I know that your favorite little pet is Jill Park.
I know that you’re a conniving little BITCH.
But other then that, Torture as a man is an enigma… And perhaps that’s something you’ve decided upon for a reason? Maybe you’re just so shallow and banal that you hide behind some stupid gimmick name and bully your employees because deep down you know that you're a shallow little man with some legit tiny dick energy?
Don’t take that as an offer, by the way.
I’d rather go feet first into a woodchipper.
And that is the likely reason I’ve been pushed back, and targeted for so long by you… Unlike Jake Paul, or Jill Park - I’m not waiting in line to suck your three-inch dick.
/gag/
I was all set to let this go… To take my leave and never come back to this place. Not because I dislike the locker room, but because you’re such a self-aggrandizing prick that it’s nearly impossible to put up with your shit. But then you went and made it personal… You aided and abetted Jill Park’s attacks on me, going so far as to literally SCREW me out of the World Title when I had WON the match.
You helped them ambush me.
Humiliate me.
Degrade me.
And that was just the tip of the iceberg…
May 13th, 2023…. |HAVOC|
After literally screwing me out of the AW World Championship, you decided you couldn’t possibly have me challenge Jill at your BIG supershow. So, you put me as the #1 entrant into the battle royal… What you didn’t anticipate is that I would be so motivated by revenge that I’d run the gamut and make it into the final few. So, in a panic you went ahead and announced that I was ELIMINATED from the match despite having never left the ring.
Har har har… You really got one over on me.
/slow clap/
Ballbag..
What you didn’t anticipate is that I might go to Alex and air my grievances. And if I’m being honest, I wasn’t expecting somebody so closely related to you to have an ounce of integrity. But alas your son is TWICE the man you’ll ever be… And even he could see that you’ve allowed your ego and hubris to take over the rational part of that tiny little brain in your thick head.
For YEARS you’ve been able to sit up on that throne of yours and fuck with the people under your boot. Like a tyrant playing his court off against one another for his own amusement - you’ve lauded over us with impunity. And up until now, you’ve never had to answer for your sins.
So, you panicked and drew up a release clause that would rid you of the only person with enough courage to stand up to your shit.
“If you walk away… He wins. And if he wins, then he’ll just keep this up with new talent. Youngsters who might not have the courage, or ability to make a stand like you will be crushed… Maybe even give up on their dream in frustration.”
/sigh/
She was right… This wasn’t -just- about me.
It was about EVERYONE in the AW locker room.
And everyone that may eventually be on the roster.
So here we are… on the eve of EVOLUTION.
And of you getting your ass kicked.
You really have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into… Not only have you provoked the most dangerous technician on your roster, but you’ve gone and made it personal as well. And while you have nothing to gain and everything to lose - I cannot get any lower on the ladder in this place.
This isn’t even about winning a match for me anymore. It’s about visiting unmentionable amounts of pain upon you. It’s about rubbing your face into the canvas and making you cry like a little bitch.
It’s about putting my 24 years of experience to work against your pathetic ass. And make no bones about it, Tort… I’m going to stretch you like a little bitch. I’m going to bend your bones in unnatural ways, inflict unspeakable pain and suffering on your limbs - and then after I’ve satisfied my ambitions, I’m going to make you tap out like a lil bitch in the middle of YOUR ring - on the biggest show of the year.
Trust me, homeboy…. You’ll never think about Evolution with a positive attitude again, not when I’m done with you.
If you want to fire me after this match is over… Then so be it. I’ll be able to walk away with my head held high knowing that somebody finally put you in your place. But we both know that this match contract is ironclad… If you default on it, then you’ll lose your executive power in Action Wrestling.
And everyone knows how fearful you are of losing power.
So, for the first time in your pathetic life you’ll be forced to answer for your sins. The only question left unanswered is just how far I'll be willing to go to see you atone for those sins?
I guess we’ll find out in New Jersey…
Until then… Sleep well.
Lord knows you’re going to be in too much pain to sleep at all after this weekend.
Bitch.