Post by Cecilia Ortiz on Aug 17, 2021 23:39:02 GMT -5
Aug 16, 2021 22:26:40 GMT -5 Jessie Lee said:
"Is this a return of the Aussie Assault or a rebirth of Jessica Lee?"
"Honestly, I'm not sure if that's somethin' that I'm qualified to answer. However, what I do know is that there is a certain energy whenever my name is mentioned. An energy that electrifies the rowdy Revolutionists just as much as it does the fierce and dauntless competitors that proudly represent everything that Revolution One is. There ain't a single person that can deny it; when Jessie Lee steps foot into the room there ain't nothin' that can be done to keep her from throwin' down with the first drongo that opens their ignorant mouth."
"Motherfucker, I AM the main event!"
"It may sound like an outlandish claim, but the results speak for themselves. When my name is seen on the card the fans instantly get hyped and the buzz is felt worldwide. Cause they know that when I step foot into that ring there'll be bombs thrown and a surefire war shall ensue without regard for what'll do to our bodies. Whether it be breakin' bones or cavin' in our skulls, the Aussie Assault has no give; no surrender flowing in her veins."
"You know this and you welcome it, don't ya Magpie??
"Either way, it seems like there is a pretty intense sense of deja vu goin' on here. Me against you in the main event of Tuesday Night Legacy with the Horrorcore strap on the line. The mere thought of it is enough for the adrenaline to start pumpin' in anticipation for the upcoming brawl that'll undoubtedly set fire to the crowd once the glass starts flyin'. I know you're lookin' forward to this match as much as I am otherwise ya wouldn't have claimed to welcome the storm of Leethatlity that I alone can bring."
"There'll be hell to witness at the Rocket Mortgage Center and Cleveland's going to love every single bloody second of it."
"You welcome that right, Mags?"
"Honestly, I'm startin' to think that ya don't want the smoke that awaitin' ya on the horizon. You claim ya do, but you've shown everyone that you have as much personality as a halfbaked potato without any of the fixin's to cover just how bland and borin' ya really are. That's not to say that ya don't wear that generic as fuck feisty babyface mask well if anythin' I admire how well ya do, but the simple fact is that you're just keeping this facade up for your own enjoyment. The fans-the Revolutionists are tired of the same song an' dance from the woman that claims she elevates championships. Yet, the Horrorcore strap has very clearly dropped in value and that clunky belt from Level Up never ended up meanin' much did it? In fact, what have you really done with that Horrorcore strap since ya won it from me? Retain against a suicidal thot that's clearly given up on human emotions? Cool. Now try defeatin' seven other future champions while carryin' an entire wrestlin' company on your back."
"What's that?"
"You can't?"
"Well, that much is pretty fuckin' obvious. If ya had more charisma than a broken stick then maybe Level Up would be more well known outside of its particular niche of video game addicted neckbeards that wack off to big tittied video game girls; an' that's comin' from a game lover. So clearly that ain't a good thing. Then again, what should I expect from some shallow-minded sheila that's chompin' at the bit to judge people on the way they talk an' dress. It's almost like you're oozin' hypocrisy like puss from a pimple an' ya don't even care enough to clean it up. It would honestly be morbidly fascinating if it weren't so gut-wrenchingly pathetic."
"Fact is bish, I just don't like who you're tryin' to be."
"The PEOPLE don't like this fraudulent attitude ya keep tryin' to force down their heads."
"The reality is that you, Magdalena Marie Lockheart, is nothing more than an attention-seeking twat that is desperately tryin' to be somethin' that you'll never be; a respected competitor with a legacy to match. However, I want ya to keep tryin' to be that generic fuckin' babyfaced bish with the plucky attitude. I want ya to bring-and I really mean bring the best that you can to this Horrorcore championship match. I want to make things personal so that'll you'll do things that ya claim ya don't wanna do. I WANT the fuckin' smoke and the certifiable hell that'll follow!"
"Why?"
"Cause it makes both of us better than we are now. We'll fight harder than anyone can imagine and we'll bring about a fight that'll outshine everyone for the next decade. This.....this is our chance to REALLY make history and it all depends on whether or not you'll quit bein' the family failure or if I'll have to drag that Horrorcore whore out of ya to do somethin' so fuckin' great that nothing else will EVER compare!"
"Now I'm sure you're questioning me and wondering why I'm so hell-bent on making this the goriest match in Revolution One history. Why I want ya to bring out the bish that'll whoop-ass and give no fucks. Fact is, I'm here for MORE than just golden straps an' holdin' the roster by the throat. I'm back to do what no other person can do an' I'm going to do it with a smile on my face an' my hands balled into fists."
"I'm back to carry the ENTIRETY of Revolution One on MY back!"
"I'm back to be the very BEST that Revolution One, my home, can offer!"
"I'm back to bring PURE unadulterated LEEthality BACK to Revolution One!"
"You might consider me a shallow bully of a sheila, but remember this Mapie; when you're bloody and beaten, that it wasn't YOU that made me drop you skull first through a glass table. It was ME and I'm damn sure proud of it."
"Let's......"
"Fuckin'......."
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"