Post by Jill Park on May 2, 2021 21:02:03 GMT -5
Breaking News: Action Wrestling signs Jill Park!
As the news hit Social Media of Jill Park’s return to wrestling, the comments were…
“Who the fuck is Jill Park?”
“Just looks like another blonde that can’t wrestle!”
“Who is booking this crap?”
“AW is going in the shitter!”
...less than positive.
The sight of Jill Park, dressed in a short-cut black dress/heels, and a white-trim sunglasses comes into view. A telltale smirk is evident on her face, as she addresses the camera.
“It’s ya girl…”
As soon as she began, she stopped. She removes her sunglasses, resting them on her forehead.
“Y’all so happy to see me, right?
I can tell. I see all the smooth-brained comments on social media by all you SJW cucks. Y’all think I’m gonna be rattled by a bunch of basement-dwelling virgins that are, all of a sudden, wrestling experts? Please…
Some of the “favourites”, they’ll lose their damn minds if the fickle, parasitic fans decide they don’t like them anymore. But me?”
Jill laughs, before staring into the camera with a bit of a look of annoyance.
“I love it. You know why? Because as much as y’all bend over backwards to convince everyone that you despise me; that you hate me. I’ve even been told that I am a locker room CANCER. I have been told that I am what is wrong with this industry. Again, all pretty cliche stuff. The problem is that professional wrestling has been conditioned to hate women’s wrestling. I hear all the same arguments. That I’m just another pretty face. I can’t wrestle. Blah blah blah.”
She pauses.
“Before I continue onto my joke of an opponent, let me make one thing perfectly clear.
I’m not here to mess around. I’m not here to play games. Ain’t nobody gonna beat me on the mic and ain’t nobody gonna get me in the ring.
Now I know what y’all thinking. What a load of crap, right? That’s what EVERYBODY comes in and says, right? Well, I’ve spent my entire career-No, my entire LIFE shattering the misconceptions people have and I ain’t about to stop.
Let’s take my first opponent, Jeffrey Cud-
Jeffrey Cuddle-
I’m sorry...I just can’t.”
Jill looks visibly disgusted by the name. She throws her hands up like she physically touched something gross.
“It’s this kind of shit. This is where wrestling REALLY get a bad rep. This...comedian masquerading as a wrestler that’s trying to TAKE MY SPOT! Wrestling is not a joke. I am not a joke.
You got this schmuck hiding behind a mask and making a mockery of everything this sport is supposed to mean. So, imma tell you what I’m gonna do. Now, I know that alot of the time, you see this rooks come in and make all these grand proclamations about how they’re gonna shoot up the rankings and become World Champion in no time, and all kinds of other nonsense that nobody really ever takes seriously. So, what I’m gonna do is make y’all a promise.
I promise that there is gonna be a beatdown. I promise that y’all ain’t gonna have NO delusions about who I am. I ain’t here for the clout or some some of pathetic need for fame. I’m here to win Championships, plain and simple. But even more than that, I am here to beat the crap out of anyone that gets in my way.
Yeah, thats pretty damn cliche but like I said before, I don’t really care. I ain’t here to make friends. I ain’t here to cut god-tier promos that fans will remember in ten years; I couldn’t care less about what they remember. All that matters is what I remember, and what I’m gonna remember is the face of all these dumbass marks when I obliterate this cuck, Jeffrey CUDDLETROUSERS-” She says his name with the utmost disdain. It can not be overstated how much she hates it. She even appears to roll her eyes as the words leave her mouth. “Into the shadow realm. I’ll make him a memory, and nothing more.”
Jill appears to have more to say, but instead waves her right hand dismissively at the camera and walks off.
