The Price of the Magic We Make. (999)
Feb 23, 2021 22:25:26 GMT -5
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Post by Downfall on Feb 23, 2021 22:25:26 GMT -5
"This has been a long-time coming."
"Tell me Claire, ever think about the prices we pay to keep our success? What little compromises we tell ourselves to get by, the people we've pushed out the way (or stepped on) to reach for that old chestnut, Mister Brass Ring?"
"Seems to me you don't think about the equivalent exchanges that go into making magic happen."
"You just think respect, relevancy, championships come from the aether. Gotta say, "Metal Witch", you're an awful lot into the David Copperfield school of magic; you think this comes out of thin air, if not a vacuum... you think that if you say enough times you're overlooked and treated like a piece of meat and you Won't Take It anymore, that you'll conjure people's respect from thin air."
"That's not the attitude of a practitioner of arcane brujeria... that's the demanding air of an Instagram Karen who thinks that affecting some pentagrams, crystals, owning a cauldron makes her the granddaughter of the witches they weren't able to burn."
"Witchcraft - real, old-world power demands sacrifice, hard work, and for you to put all of your intention behind moting your circumstances into being. Ya offer tribute to Mabon, to the four elements and you pay in blood as you write your sigil. You don't do any of that, as far as I can see. All you do is bitch that you're being forgotten, and you take every opportunity to bitterly remark about how you're left behind while management engages in it's fascination with newcomers, attributing it to an addict getting a fix."
"I know this seems like an unlikely stance from someone who a few weeks ago remarked that it sometimes felt like pushing a boulder uphill, but Claire... if you stop whining for just one second and apply any critical thinking at all, you may see that it isn't management's fault, nor does the blame lay with "newcomers" that debuted after you that leave your career looking smaller than you want."
"Real talk... the onus, isn't on Action Wrestling to keep you relevant or make you look good at any particular point... and I don't think you understand that."
"Key difference between us. There's more quit in you than me. I don't think this is owed to me, but I know that I'm capable of being more. I've pointed out that I'm the best in the world, and far from making a catchphrase or a stupid-ass t-shirt about it (Quite unlike your ten thousand variations of the words Metal and Witch/Bitch) I've just proven it. Consistently."
"And yet, you're the one who walks around here calling themselves the greatest Television Champion of all time. Claire...?"
"You aren't even in the conversation, honey."
"If you're talking about length of tenure, then myself and Ash are neck and neck. For most times held, I'm sorry, that distinction goes to Bishop. Number of people felled, big names silenced, combing through the list of people you managed to put down I don't exactly see you in the top five... so when you say you're the greatest... I apologize; but I don't know what the fuck you're talking about."
"And let's not forget, you had your chance to do what I did, twice, and you failed. When you tried to reclaim your honor, prove that you were the real witch-queen to Ash's young upstart, she sent you cringing back into your chicken-feet hut, crying about being passed over for a young'in."
"Claire, when I got the chance to face Ash Blake, I beat her ass from pillar-to-post. Twice. I ended her undefeated streak."
"But, see... the whole problem with you and your continued, weekly push for a new life... your "rebirth" is just you openly flailing around for anything that sticks. Wasn't but two months ago you were determined to hunt down Corey Bull for some imagined sleight. You never acted on that, nor put any intention behind it, you just expected them to hand you said match. Then you decided Battlebowl was where the Witch would reign over all, despite you claiming you didn't care. Now another shot at the Television title. You're the one who hasn't put in any work, besides token victories over the Jayson Prices and Bam Beefer's of the world, to justify why anyone should give you anything."
"And when you lose, as is your wont, you're just going to shriek, and cry to your Dark Master that AW has it out for you, that you were ignored, and the cycle will continue for another week without even the meagerest crumb of self-awareness. You could be the most talented competitor in AW... but what you are to me is a cautionary tale. I'd never want to be like you, who thinks only in terms of how They're screwing you, what You deserve, what AW owes YOU."
"It must be like a red flag waving in front of your nose to see me standing there with the Lost Breed, holding this belt up. Standing at soon to be ninety-five days, eclipsing everything you ever accomplished."
"Hell, the reason you weren't even a fit for the Lost Breed, a stable that's seen some shaky ground, is that no matter how rough some weeks turned out, you were the one who just wouldn't stop kvetching about how unfair it all was. Our stable hosted duds like JC Keeton and Adrian, Claire... you know how embarrassing it is that you were the one they booted for that?"
"So now I finally come around to close that loop, and crush you into powder."
"No more of your little shots, here and there, and complaints that you aren't getting what you deserve. I'm serving you everything you have coming."
"I spoke about the prices we pay for our successes and failures... well, Claire, you paid for this one through months and months of your pathetic attitude... come Battleground... I'm coming around to collect."
"Tell me Claire, ever think about the prices we pay to keep our success? What little compromises we tell ourselves to get by, the people we've pushed out the way (or stepped on) to reach for that old chestnut, Mister Brass Ring?"
"Seems to me you don't think about the equivalent exchanges that go into making magic happen."
"You just think respect, relevancy, championships come from the aether. Gotta say, "Metal Witch", you're an awful lot into the David Copperfield school of magic; you think this comes out of thin air, if not a vacuum... you think that if you say enough times you're overlooked and treated like a piece of meat and you Won't Take It anymore, that you'll conjure people's respect from thin air."
"That's not the attitude of a practitioner of arcane brujeria... that's the demanding air of an Instagram Karen who thinks that affecting some pentagrams, crystals, owning a cauldron makes her the granddaughter of the witches they weren't able to burn."
"Witchcraft - real, old-world power demands sacrifice, hard work, and for you to put all of your intention behind moting your circumstances into being. Ya offer tribute to Mabon, to the four elements and you pay in blood as you write your sigil. You don't do any of that, as far as I can see. All you do is bitch that you're being forgotten, and you take every opportunity to bitterly remark about how you're left behind while management engages in it's fascination with newcomers, attributing it to an addict getting a fix."
"I know this seems like an unlikely stance from someone who a few weeks ago remarked that it sometimes felt like pushing a boulder uphill, but Claire... if you stop whining for just one second and apply any critical thinking at all, you may see that it isn't management's fault, nor does the blame lay with "newcomers" that debuted after you that leave your career looking smaller than you want."
"Real talk... the onus, isn't on Action Wrestling to keep you relevant or make you look good at any particular point... and I don't think you understand that."
"Key difference between us. There's more quit in you than me. I don't think this is owed to me, but I know that I'm capable of being more. I've pointed out that I'm the best in the world, and far from making a catchphrase or a stupid-ass t-shirt about it (Quite unlike your ten thousand variations of the words Metal and Witch/Bitch) I've just proven it. Consistently."
"And yet, you're the one who walks around here calling themselves the greatest Television Champion of all time. Claire...?"
"You aren't even in the conversation, honey."
"If you're talking about length of tenure, then myself and Ash are neck and neck. For most times held, I'm sorry, that distinction goes to Bishop. Number of people felled, big names silenced, combing through the list of people you managed to put down I don't exactly see you in the top five... so when you say you're the greatest... I apologize; but I don't know what the fuck you're talking about."
"And let's not forget, you had your chance to do what I did, twice, and you failed. When you tried to reclaim your honor, prove that you were the real witch-queen to Ash's young upstart, she sent you cringing back into your chicken-feet hut, crying about being passed over for a young'in."
"Claire, when I got the chance to face Ash Blake, I beat her ass from pillar-to-post. Twice. I ended her undefeated streak."
"But, see... the whole problem with you and your continued, weekly push for a new life... your "rebirth" is just you openly flailing around for anything that sticks. Wasn't but two months ago you were determined to hunt down Corey Bull for some imagined sleight. You never acted on that, nor put any intention behind it, you just expected them to hand you said match. Then you decided Battlebowl was where the Witch would reign over all, despite you claiming you didn't care. Now another shot at the Television title. You're the one who hasn't put in any work, besides token victories over the Jayson Prices and Bam Beefer's of the world, to justify why anyone should give you anything."
"And when you lose, as is your wont, you're just going to shriek, and cry to your Dark Master that AW has it out for you, that you were ignored, and the cycle will continue for another week without even the meagerest crumb of self-awareness. You could be the most talented competitor in AW... but what you are to me is a cautionary tale. I'd never want to be like you, who thinks only in terms of how They're screwing you, what You deserve, what AW owes YOU."
"It must be like a red flag waving in front of your nose to see me standing there with the Lost Breed, holding this belt up. Standing at soon to be ninety-five days, eclipsing everything you ever accomplished."
"Hell, the reason you weren't even a fit for the Lost Breed, a stable that's seen some shaky ground, is that no matter how rough some weeks turned out, you were the one who just wouldn't stop kvetching about how unfair it all was. Our stable hosted duds like JC Keeton and Adrian, Claire... you know how embarrassing it is that you were the one they booted for that?"
"So now I finally come around to close that loop, and crush you into powder."
"No more of your little shots, here and there, and complaints that you aren't getting what you deserve. I'm serving you everything you have coming."
"I spoke about the prices we pay for our successes and failures... well, Claire, you paid for this one through months and months of your pathetic attitude... come Battleground... I'm coming around to collect."