Post by Jessie Lee on Sept 20, 2021 0:55:59 GMT -5
I can feel it, that instinctive moment in which controls that fight or flight thing that they tell you about in school when it comes to surviving. Then again, the was just it wasn't it? So many people had their sights set on surviving that they didn't even bother trying to fight. They just take flight and hope to God that their inability isn't counted against them when the time comes to be judged. Yet, what they don't understand is that I am the one that does the judging; the sentencing. However, despite their perpetual failures of living up to their ideals, I find myself taking pity on them. So, out of the goodness of my heart, I reach out and offer them help by showing them what it takes to live their dreams. Every time I climb into that ring I show them what hard work and determination will get them.
Yet, they still shy away and refuse to fight for what they claim is theirs.
Even so, not all hope is lost for this company that has given me a chance to grow and flourish. There are others, a precious few, that have begun to understand what it is I'm trying to do for the rest. They understand my desire to become the best and they have resolved themselves to matching my pace as I rise up through the ranks. They are the ones that'll help me show the stubbornness of theirs that it is possible to be more than what the foolish have judged you to be; that they too can become what they dream.
Jin Min-jun is one of the few.
He is a man that can match my focus and determination to be the best. In fact, he has already proven himself to be a peer more deserving of my respect than anyone else upon this roster. He is as fearless as he is sly; determined to taste victory as is to die by his own sword. I respect that. I mean, I'm going to drop him on his head with a hellish LEEthatlity when we next step into the ring against each other but I respect him nonetheless.
I wish the rest of them were of the same mindset.
If they were then we could do what this little company of ours deserves. We could truly make it a God-tier wrestling promotion that could put all others to shame! Yet, they persist with this oblivious cowardice that only serves to hold everyone back. Their greed and unwillingness to be built better is something that I find myself being disgusted by every time I see it. Every time they open their mouths it's the same regurgitated garbage with little to no actual willingness to back it up.
Who am I fooling?
They disgust me and there would be nothing more I would like to do than drop them on the heads to put them out of their misery; and mine.
Maybe at Remembrance, their eyes will open.....
"It's amazin' isn't it?"
"You scratch and struggle your way into this industry with more passion and god-given heart than anyone has ever seen and people will still look down at ya as if were a bag of flamin' dog shit that they just had the misfortune of stomping out. Like, no matter how hard you try to be the best or reach out to make others better they'll just shrink away from the opportunity presented to 'em. Yet, they'll turn right back 'round as soon as you start to gain a little bit of success an' they'll cry foul until they go blue in the face."
"Sound familiar?"
"It should cause that is the precisely what Revolution One has dissolved into. With the left Hand broken and unmendable, people have forgotten what it feels like to truly put everything on the line when they step into that ring. No longer do they strive to be the very best, but instead wait patiently for an opportunity to be presented to them on a platter. Then, when they come up short, they'll piss and moan that things aren't fair; about how they were robbed. Then, almost in the same breath, they'll do a one-eighty and repeatedly make verifiably false claims about how they're the greatest thing since sliced fuckin' bread when they can't even be bothered to properly put in the time an' get down to the grind."
"Tuesday SIn or Tuesday Night Legacy, it doesn't fuckin' matter! You've all proven yourselves to be a bunch of petulant little ankle biters that need a little bit of fuckin' discipline and a damn reality check. Which, in case you were wonderin', is why I came back talkin' about bein' the best and carryin' this ENTIRE company on my shoulders; cause nobody else fuckin' stepped up. I mean, what the literal fuck guys? Ya all had several months to make the entire sea of Revolution One's fan base stand up and take notice and ya all fuckin' squandered that opportunity. There wasn't a single person that thought to rebel against the status quo or even remotely shake things up enough for a single person to take notice. Instead, ya all went about the business as if you were braindead drones in a beehive that wasn't producin' any honey."
"It was pathetic."
"YOU'RE all pathetic."
"So, bein' the carin' sheila that I am, I gave ol' Jinny boy a call an' asked if he wanted me with kickstartin' the life BACK into a company that had fallen into life support durin' our absence. Bein' the smart street-savvy bloke that he is, Jinathin hopped on board an' the two of us made a HUGE fuckin' impact when ol' Magglebutt got her overdue triple shot of reality. Did the single most brutal match in Revolution One and Trinity Wrestling history end like I would have preferred it to? Of course not! However, it wasn't like I was walkin' it a fair fight neither. I mean, you're not exactly a true blue one on one contest when ya have some demon thing makin' its home in your bowls. Guess that kinda takes the wind outta your sails 'bout never needin' help when every match you're in always technically a two on one handicap, my bad. Don't worry though, I'm sure your mimicry work of Lee-Jin will do wonders for your actin' career; if ya actually had a personality."
"Maggie Shooklebooger aside; the rest of ya have done exactly what I said you do. You'll sit there all nice and pretty till ya get an opportunity to make a name at our expense. THen y'all will come to life an' start mindlessly crowin' about how we're nothin' but a pair of scoundrels that don't deserve any of which we fuckin' fought for. Y'all look at Jin as if he hadn't gone through literal hell to win the RIGHT to challenge for that SIN world title; a far cry from bein' simply handed the shot for beatin' a guy as irresponsible and unreliable as that drongo Kincaid. More importantly, you all act as if I didn't single-handedly make Tuesday Night LEEgacy the ONLY watchable show un the Revolution One brand while the rest of you useless turds sat around touchin' yourselves thinkin' ya were actually contributing to the success of MY show."
"Did I call you all pathetic already? I did? My bad. You're all far, far, far worse than simply bein' pathetic. You're, like, triple pathetic or something."
"It's actually pretty fuckin' sad when ya think about it."
"So guess that just means I'mma goin' to have to keep doin' what I have been since the very first moment that I stepped foot in a Revolution One ring. I'm going to have to buckle down, weather the storm of jealous inadequacy, and start droppin' the BOOM! an' crackin' jaws before dumpin' each of and every one of your carcasses out of the ring. Cause, unlike the rest of you sorry bastards, I have already beaten guys like Khaos an' my boi Jin; can ANY of you say the same? Can ANY of you say, with any semblance of REAL confidence, that you have the determination and grit to buckle down in order to carry this company to the top of the wrestling industry when none of you can find the balls to even challenge ME for the Horrorcore strap?"
"Can you?"
"Nah, we already know that none of you have sort of fire burnin' in your bellies. Of course, you'll go through the motions an' say that you're each the best in the world and that you'll claim to win the battle royal with a smile filled with false confidence. Yet, while y'all pretend to that you're the ones leadin' the charge, I AM the one that is standin' at the forefront of this company an' I plan on continuing to show the Revolutionists just EXACTLY why this is MY house."
"Why this is the BEST wrestling company to be a part of."
"Why I am the Baddest fuckin' Bitch here"
"Why I'm gonna WIN the Remembrance Battle Royal."
"Cause, whether any of ya acknowledge it or not, I have already proven that have the God-given ability to do so!"
"........."
"Now step the fuck up or get the hell outta my way, cause the Aussie Assault ain't here to fuckin' play!"
PRETENDERS!
DEFILERS!
The unworthy scoundrels invited to join in this battle royal have come out of the woodwork as if they were moths to a flame. Desperately they seek to claim what will never be theirs with remorse. Like spoiled and ungrateful children, they scramble and squabble for an object far shinier than they have ever seen. Yet, they claim to be champions from foreign companies as their envy-ridden drool spills onto the floor and floods the arena.
They're savages!
They're hounds!
They're the idiots so tunnel-visioned on the prospect of victory that they cannot see the immediate danger that their greed has placed them in. For I will not; cannot allow them to touch what they have no right to covet. They will only serve to muddy the legacy of Revolution One and I must expel them before their unique brands of infection set in.
Will they help?
If I asked, would Jin and the others aid me in this endeavor to keep their rot brought these pretenders from setting in?
No!
I cannot ask them to shy away from their goals, not in good faith. I am the one that needs to defend these halls; to protect the stubborn child of REvolution One. I will fight! I will wage a war unparalleled and I WILL remove this threat the seeks to devour and destroy my......OUR home. These fools don't understand that this is more than just a match to garner the right to challenge for which championship the winners fancies. They don't understand that I'm more than the moniker I have given myself.
I'm MORE than the Aussie Assault.
I'm the God damn Kingslayer!
They're going to make me prove that I am, aren't they? They're going to press and prod until they get the answers they are seeking. Yet, the answers aren't what they think they are seeking. They are seeking judgement for their shallow and haphazard actions upon with cruel planet of ours. They seeking that moment in which their fight or flight instincts take over.
They want to become my victims; my prey.
So be it! I will allow them to feel the fear that the Slayer of Kings possesses. I make them feel the pain and break their expectations the same way that I broke Damien Carter's. I will BEAT them. I will BREAK them. I will defend what is mine and I make sure to rid Revolution One of this unwelcomed disease that they represent!
I wi-
"Earth to Jessie? Hello? Anybody home?"
Blinking several times, I look up at the culprit responsible for bringing me out of my trance like a reverie.
"What's got your panties in a bunch, Jin?"
"It's almost time for you to head out there to show that Lee-Jin ain't a pair mess with. The entire world wants to see you whoop their asses. Think you up for that?"
With a confident grin upon my face, I rise from my seat.
"No worries, mate. I got this!"
"I bet ya thought I was done, didn't ya?"
"You all fuckin' thought that my little tirade against my own roster mates was the only venom this sheila was goin' to be spittin'. Fret not, ya slimy toadsuckers, I've got MORE than enough venom for a bunch of visiting looney's that think they can just waltz into my federation and simply win the battle royal an' bail. Cause let's face it, that is EXACTLY what each an' every single one of you plans on doin' till you're forced to come back in order to fulfill that particular contractual obligation that comes with winnin'."
"Except that shit ain't gonna fly."
"Not under MY fuckin' watch."
"In fact, if ya are dumb enough to even THINK 'bout do somethin' like that then I'm going to hunt your sorry ass down and literally pummel your face into such a fine paste that they'll mistake it for paint linin' the walls of whatever area your company has rented out for the night. Cause I do not give a fuck whether or not it's a criminal offense here in the states or not, I'm going to drag ya back here be it an unconscious lump or in a bloody body bag; I promise each and every single one of ya THAT.".
"Then again, that's IF ya manage to somehow weasel your way into winnin'."
"see, keepin' any of you disingenuous troglodytes is just another thing that that I can't true 'em on doing; much like how I can't trust them to step up in while I'm away; an' I'm going to have to knuckle down for some double duty work by makin' sure none of ya get close enough to even get of a whiff of victory. Cause this is MY turf; my HOME and I'm not about to allow some halfhearted delusional visiting twatwaffle think that they can become a world champion in the place they haven't even bother thinkin' 'bout contributing to. Then again, I'm not going to allow any of you former Revolution One slash Trinity cucks think that'll have a legitimate shot at victory either. So I suggest each an' every one of ya prepares yourselvrd for the harsh reality of havin' your lackadaisical dreams broken as I stand tall in the center of that ring at the most famous arena in the entire blasted world, Madison Square fuckin' Garden!"
"Are any of ya REALLY ready for the absolute worst ass-kicking of your lives?"
"You are?"
"......."
"Don't be lyin' like that. The false bravado doesn't suit a bunch of uninspiring spineless hacks that make up your miserable lot of main event rejects. Oof, did that one sting a bit? I bet it did, but what can ya do when faced with the reality of how lowly an' depressively pathetic y'all are as you uncontrollably at the possibility of becomin' that which ya so desperately dream about bein'; a true main event contender. Yet, just as I already said to my cohorts in Revolution One, ya sorry bootlickers just don't have what it takes. Oh I'm sure you all managed to taste championship gold at one time or another, maybe even tasted the bright lights of the main event scene for the briefest of moments. However, ya have to EARN that shit by more than just tryin' to win the Remembrance Battle Royale on some off-handed visit. Ya need to do more than some coat tail ridin' sheila like Sara Pettis or Mike Knox. Ya need to buckle down and prove to the Revolutionists that you're more than just be a part-time puckerbutt with an overinflated sense of entitlement. Fuck! Even someone as delusional and hypocritical as Maggldoodle has at least shown that she's willin' to pretend that she wants to get the work done in order to EARN the spot proper."
"Somethin' NONE of you were willin' to do 'fore ya were invited to this little shindig."
"You're just a bunch of pity invites that don't have a snowball's chance in hell......an' I'm the devil that'll make each of ya ingrates fuckin' melt."
"Cause, in case ya weren't payin' attention before, I'm the one person in this ENTIRE company that willing to carry this place to the true place of top tier wrestling promotions; to where it belongs. I'm the only person that's willing to step up and even remotely attempt to become the BEST that this chaotic industry has ever seen. I'm the ONLY one that has proven herself to be the main event draw and challenge for a World title whenever she damn well chooses!"
"Don't believe me?"
"Then, for the first time in your floundering careers, I suggest you go back and take a loo at what I've already managed to accomplish in my rookie fuckin' year. two-time Horrorcore Hottie. The only person to virtually hold this company by the throat. Hell, I even managed to beat out seven other bishes less then a week after I ate a face full of boiling hot oil AND knocked the holy hell out of over a dozen men to win MY Horrorcore strap for the very first time. Hell, I'm one of the most charismatic people on the roster an' people hang on my every word just as much as it emotionally scars them."
"I'm relentless."
"I'm vicious."
"I'm the ONE that's going to win this fuckin' battle royal an' become only two-strap champion this place has."
"I'm Jessie Lee, the foul-mouthed Aussie that 'bout to Assault the holy hell out of ya!"
"If ya got a problem with that then......."
"Let's........"
"Fuckin'.........."
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"