Post by Addy A on Mar 22, 2024 4:59:56 GMT -5
“Gotta give ya some credit, there Princess. Ya popped some cherries giving me a whack to steal my title. Here’s the thing though babe, all ya gone and done is put a target on ya back and given me an excuse to run though ya with a hot fuckin’ knife. If ya had wanted to have the shot all ya had to do was just fuckin’ ask. I’m all for throwing hands with trailer park bitches. But ya wanted to drop ya nuts.”
“Well fuckin’ done.”
“That’s the game we play ain’t it, Princess?”
“Now who the fuck are ya?”
“Not to say I don’t know who ya are. I know that much it ain’t like ya Taylor Sweet babe. But who do ya think ya are to swing the bat when I ain’t fuckin’ looking. Ya ain’t got that pull. Ya ain’t got that fire. Maybe ya tryin to build that tough bitch reputation since Ves burned ya home down. But if that ya play - fuck girl, ya gone done picked the wrong bitch to play footsies with. I love this violent shit.”
“Fuckin’ love it.”
“So for you to come at me like a wild dawg with a yellow belly. That shit is what I am made for, Princess. I ain’t sugar-coatin’ shit. If you ain’t come throwin’ cowardly hands you ain’t even gonna be lookin’ at this shot. Not by any stretch of the imagination. But you did what you did so you’re gonna get what you’re gonna get.”
“That’s a fuckin’ brawl.”
“The best thing about all of this to me, Merc. You ain’t got nothing to lose. You’ve got no home. You’ve got almost worthless friends. You’ve got nothing that’s worth losing in your life. That’s dangerous for me. That’s dangerous for you. It’s perfect for the neutral. Each and every Action Wrestling Fan out there just knows how far I will go to get what I want. To keep what I want. We will be too wild women going wild to keep our hands on the title we both want. We are both going to be willing to break the boundaries of what the human body should be capable of to make sure we put the other bitch down. The difference I see between you and I is the willingness to go beyond. Let me compare the two great tragedies of our lives - my loss of Robbie Hope against the loss of your home. When Robbie died - I took the bodies of the seven people responsible for that crime. You - you’ve left Vespertine walk out head held high. Jessie Lee has done more for your fight than you have even thought about it. You’ve allowed Ves to preach that CGI BS.”
“That’s weak, princess.”
“It’s that weakness that will be your downfall at Match Madness.”
“If I was you, Vespertine would’ve burnt in the same flames that burned my house down. You don’t do that to me and escape without punishment. With that sort of mental weakness - how do you expect to beat me - when I turn up the heat? I know you’ll look for violence. I know you’ll fight to the end. But when I turn up the pressure. When I raise the stakes. When I absorb all the punishment you have to give. How are you going to find that next gear?”
“I don’t think you have it. You don’t have the ability to inflict genuine suffering on your opponent. You don’t have that ability to hurt me.”
“But I know that I hurt that ability to hurt you. I have that ability to take you to places that you physically can’t handle, but better, or worse, than that I will psychologically decimate you in ways that you can’t fathom. And I will fucking enjoy it! You might be walking into Match Madness with my title belt. But I will be walking out champion."
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“Remember not just a few minutes ago when I told what happened when people took something from me? Well remember it was you that took my Cruiserweight Title for me.”
“Just think about that…”