Post by Jessie Lee on Feb 7, 2022 22:43:01 GMT -5
"REVOLUTION ONE!"
"......."
"REVOLUTION.....one."
"........."
"Revolu-......"
"........."
"Aaaaah fuck it....."
".........."
""Fore we get down to why ya fabulous amazin' fans are tunin' in, I'd just like to apologize. As ya can tell, I can seem to pull up that usual excitement for the usual intro that y'all have come to look forward to every Tuesday night and I'm sorry that I can't give it to ya. If I'm honest, this feels more depressin' than any match or championship strap I ever lost; not that I've been 'round long enough to have an impressive list of either, but still."
"Thing is, an' I'm hopin' y'all will understand, it feels like I got this big ol' force sittin' on my chest; laughin' like a deranged fuckin' bitch. Like, it feels like no matter how hard I fuckin' try- no matter how much blood, guts, an' my life I give that there will never be anythin' good waitin' at the end. I mean, yeah; losin' at Chrissie Chaos fuckin' sucked an' seemin'ly havin' die off was one hell of a shitty way to end the debut year of my career. However, a loss is somethin' that I'm....well, basically besties with an' I know this is a tireless business where people come and go as if robotically movin' through one of those ol' revolin' doors."
"Yet......"
"Yet, I can't sake this suffocatin' feelin'; like it'll crush me if I don't do somethin'."
"So I'mma do somethin' 'bout it an' I know snarky smark out there is gonna hit the interwebz as soon as I'm done talkin' so that they can unleash their meanin'less tirade of what they THINK they know."
"'Cept I'mma 'bout to burn their entire fuckin' world down."
"So Revo One, will ya let me start again; this pitifully sad intro of mine?"
"Yeah?"
"Awesome! Cause I was gonna do it anyway."
"........."
"..............."
"REVOLUTION ONE!"
""NEW YORK CITY!"
"MADISON SQUARE FUCKIN' GARDEN!"
"..........."
"Tell ya favorite badass bish just how GOOD it is to to be sittin' at a LIVE Tuesday night SIN where you're girl is 'bout to throw down yet ANOTHER mind blowin' main event? Feels pretty DAMN good don't it? I know I'm feelin' good 'bout despite knowin' what's awaitin' me. 'Ecpt ya know you DOESN'T have a good feelin' 'bout it? Ya know who booked this match with the attitude as the quote-unquote DEFAULT main event of SIN despite havin' pushed their self-centered golden cunt to the fuckin' moon an' back last year?"
"If ya ACTUALLY paid attention to my time here in Revo One then ya know full fuckin' well who I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cept they ain't the one that's got this delirious little phantom goblin sittin' on my chest every night; SHE ain't the one that's been the source of every major challenge since her debut; challenges that I will forever fuckin' with a devilish grin an' a willin'ness to put EVERYTHING that I am on the fuckin' line night in and night out."
"FORMER Level Up FInal Boss Champion."
"CURRENT Revo One Legendary Champion."
"The Gunslinger."
"THE Artist; hol' up a sec, ANOTHER so-called artist that's developed a habit of trying to kill me? Go fuckin' Figure."
"AHEM.....anyways......."
"I'm talkin'g 'bout Revo One's might mistress of maleficence herself......"
"Good ol' might Maggie Lockheart!"
"Yeah; I can already hear the collective groans of both you guys and herself, an' I'm right up there with ya guys one hundred an' ten fuckin' percent. Now I'm sure that mister snarky smart fuck is lookin' for that sound bite, but ANY promoter would realize that this match is a literal damn gold mine. I mean are ya fuckin' serious here? This is our fourth match; fuckin' FOURTH; an' our third didn't decide nothin' despite bein' the rubber match between us."
"As a businesswoman, the match is fuckin' money; the BIGGEST fuckin' draw Revo has left at this point."
"As a fan; this is the dreamiest of dream rubber matches! This could be the one that ends EVERYTHIN'. Yet, here we are attemptin' to breathe life back into a Revolution that Magg's claimed she was gonna RESET; that she was goin' to LEAD this new life into a place where Revo One has never been! She the new locker room leader!"
"Yeah no; how's that fuckin' goin' so far?"
"With the exception of the crew an' technicians the halls are pretty damn bare wherever we go. I mean, I'm drawin' a shit load of money, but that doesn't foster a sense of competition; a sense of wantin' to be HERE in Revolution One. Instead, we got longtime ne'erdo'wells taken up space on the roster only puttin' out shitting fuckin' matches that they can't even be bothered to have enough cardio to FINISH the thing they're literally fuckin' here FOR!"
"Buuuuuuuuuuut Jessie! It takes more than a month to negotiate contracts and bring people in. Why are you being such a bitch to our glorious undisputed champion?"
"Well, ya brainless so-called smartie pants, Sara Pettis was NEVER a REAL World FUckin' Champion an' her droppin' it right quick only shows that her entire Child of Fate stick is nothin' more than a fancy way of sayin' she's too fuckin' cowardly to take the proper blame for her shit; own up or shut up and then MAYBE people will accept ya for a damn change."
"stupid fuckknuckle."
"More importantly, your precious Maggie has always had this strange fetish for tryin' to be the hero regardless of what's goin' on 'round her. I haven't a clue what sorta personality she's showin' elsewhere and I don't care, but ever since she's stepped foot into Revolution One she has shown herself to be the single most hypocritical contradictory cunt that this company has ever fuckin seen; an' they've seen ALOT. See, an' I know this'll like a rehash of what I've said before, but there isn't a single fuckin' person alive that can deny that I didn't have her pegged since day fuckin' one. I might not have known just have fucked in the head ya really are at the time, but I was still spot on or either REALLY fuckin' close."
"See Maggie, an' yeah I'm talkin' directly to ya now, undeniably you want to be the girl that EVERYONE looks up to an' admires. You WANT to be that hero archetype so damn bad that you'll throw everythin' that makes ya genuine to the people an' ya'll pray to GOD that all those generic babyface goody guy buzz words will pay off every time ya open your mouth. You'll spout the tried an' true line 'bout bein' willin' to fight till the last an' how you're such a supremely gifted student of the game that you'll try to learn somethin' from every person ya face; that the infallible dominant front you're puttin' up so desperately is WHO you REALLY fuckin' are."
"Except it ISN'T."
"It never has been, has it; Maggs?"
"Naaaah, it's always been 'bout your favorite sayin' that ya so conveniently quit usin' once I called ya out on it."
"Look at what ya me do."
"On the surface, it's fine an' dandy; ain't no problems. Yet, after hearin' that story 'bout how that monstrous fuck cut ya open like the over-glorified pig ya are an' STOLE a part of ya; well, it REALLY put things into perspective, doesn't it? I don't know if it really happened or if it's like ya said to your doc so many times 'fore 'bout it bein' just a reoccurring nightmare, but it really shows us just how twisted an' fucked the lies you tell are; 'bout just how AWARE you are 'bout it."
"You'll do EVERYthin' it takes to win? Nah, you'll do whatever it takes to end the fuckin' pain your puttin' everyone through cause you're too damn weak to reach out to your peers for help. You "punishin'" yourself is only punishin' others that are just tryin' their damnedest to be the BEST. Somethin' ya claim ya don't have interest in unless an opportunity presents itself for ya. PFFT! What a damn lie an' you KNOW it. The reality is that you CRAVE Championship gold an' you'll never STOP hungerin' for it; hungerin' for that opportunity to TEAR an' RIP everythin' a person has accomplished just so that your twisted self can have a few moments of peaceful satisfaction."
"You trawl through multiple companies to remind yourself of that."
"Ya drink yourself into stupors cause you can't FACE that fact."
"Hell, ya can't even look in the mirror cause of just how glarin' aware of it ya are."
"All in all the Gunslinger is just a dead woman that sucks the life of everythin' 'round her."
"Ya wanna know what's fuckin' worse?"
"That despite ALL of the fuckin' bullshit that slithers outta your mouth an' all of the completely contrite shit, I still have such deep-rooted respect for ya that I ALWAYS end up lookin' forward to steppin' into the ring to beat the livin' shit outta each other. I ain't sure exactly what that's sayin' 'bout me, but every time we get in that I ring I knew full well that I can go as fuckin' hard as I want an' I know you'll do the same; twisted fuckin' mentality or not. 'Cept it isn't just 'bout me an' you anymore, is it? Nope. As badly as I wanna continue bein' that selfish bish takin' potshots at Kylikally, the fact is that I care TOO damn much for Revolution One. I care TOO much 'bout brinin' people in an' trainin' up the egotistical fucks we already got. I care TOO much to let this place DIE cause ya weren't able to live up to this fuckin' fantasy ya have for yourself."
"I gotta beat ya, not cause I'm so focused on carryin' this company that I'm fuckin' blinded to everythin' else, but cause if I DON'T then you'll simply suck whatever little life this home away from home of outs has. I gotta beat ya so this company can THRIVE an' be that dream company ya were ear bleedin' talkin' 'bout bringin' to life. I gotta BEAT ya cause WE already both know that nobody else WILL."
"I GOTTA an' ya know damn well I WILL."
"SO bring it on Magglesaur! Bring on the saddest sob story you can muster an' bring ALL that twistedly evil false babyface fire! Cause we step into THAT ring for the FOURTH time; when I draw you an' this company another FAT fuckin' paycheck; get ready for a war like we've never had. There won't be ANYONE steppin' in like ya have been cryin' 'bout since August of LAST year. There won't be anythin' more for you to suck dry, cause I'm going to END everythin' Tuesday Night."
"For YOU."
"For ME."
"For Revolution One."
"For my FAMILY."
"Now, Let's fuckin' go so I can break every damn vertebra in yer neck; settin' ya straight for the first time in a long fuckin' time."
This was it.
It was now or never to settle this little rubber match between the two of them that the Revolutionists had managed to bring to the forefront of her mind since the match was announced. Lockheart didn't care, and she KNEW that the woman didn't much much stock in what was going to happen in that Madison Square Garden Arena. She was the Revo One Legendary champ! Why should she give a shit about someone from the lower card; someone that ever her own company had blatantly ignored i for of others less qualified?
She didn't.
She would SAY she did, but that was ALL ever Lockheart ever truly did; talk an' capitalize on the resulting head games it brought on.
Except she wouldn't be a part of that shit; not TONIGHT.
Tonight was all about protecting what Maggie hadn't managed to openly steal; to protect the Revolution and the work everyone did.
Except.......
"What am I becomin'?"
"......."
"REVOLUTION.....one."
"........."
"Revolu-......"
"........."
"Aaaaah fuck it....."
".........."
""Fore we get down to why ya fabulous amazin' fans are tunin' in, I'd just like to apologize. As ya can tell, I can seem to pull up that usual excitement for the usual intro that y'all have come to look forward to every Tuesday night and I'm sorry that I can't give it to ya. If I'm honest, this feels more depressin' than any match or championship strap I ever lost; not that I've been 'round long enough to have an impressive list of either, but still."
"Thing is, an' I'm hopin' y'all will understand, it feels like I got this big ol' force sittin' on my chest; laughin' like a deranged fuckin' bitch. Like, it feels like no matter how hard I fuckin' try- no matter how much blood, guts, an' my life I give that there will never be anythin' good waitin' at the end. I mean, yeah; losin' at Chrissie Chaos fuckin' sucked an' seemin'ly havin' die off was one hell of a shitty way to end the debut year of my career. However, a loss is somethin' that I'm....well, basically besties with an' I know this is a tireless business where people come and go as if robotically movin' through one of those ol' revolin' doors."
"Yet......"
"Yet, I can't sake this suffocatin' feelin'; like it'll crush me if I don't do somethin'."
"So I'mma do somethin' 'bout it an' I know snarky smark out there is gonna hit the interwebz as soon as I'm done talkin' so that they can unleash their meanin'less tirade of what they THINK they know."
"'Cept I'mma 'bout to burn their entire fuckin' world down."
"So Revo One, will ya let me start again; this pitifully sad intro of mine?"
"Yeah?"
"Awesome! Cause I was gonna do it anyway."
"........."
"..............."
"REVOLUTION ONE!"
""NEW YORK CITY!"
"MADISON SQUARE FUCKIN' GARDEN!"
"..........."
"Tell ya favorite badass bish just how GOOD it is to to be sittin' at a LIVE Tuesday night SIN where you're girl is 'bout to throw down yet ANOTHER mind blowin' main event? Feels pretty DAMN good don't it? I know I'm feelin' good 'bout despite knowin' what's awaitin' me. 'Ecpt ya know you DOESN'T have a good feelin' 'bout it? Ya know who booked this match with the attitude as the quote-unquote DEFAULT main event of SIN despite havin' pushed their self-centered golden cunt to the fuckin' moon an' back last year?"
"If ya ACTUALLY paid attention to my time here in Revo One then ya know full fuckin' well who I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cept they ain't the one that's got this delirious little phantom goblin sittin' on my chest every night; SHE ain't the one that's been the source of every major challenge since her debut; challenges that I will forever fuckin' with a devilish grin an' a willin'ness to put EVERYTHING that I am on the fuckin' line night in and night out."
"FORMER Level Up FInal Boss Champion."
"CURRENT Revo One Legendary Champion."
"The Gunslinger."
"THE Artist; hol' up a sec, ANOTHER so-called artist that's developed a habit of trying to kill me? Go fuckin' Figure."
"AHEM.....anyways......."
"I'm talkin'g 'bout Revo One's might mistress of maleficence herself......"
"Good ol' might Maggie Lockheart!"
"Yeah; I can already hear the collective groans of both you guys and herself, an' I'm right up there with ya guys one hundred an' ten fuckin' percent. Now I'm sure that mister snarky smart fuck is lookin' for that sound bite, but ANY promoter would realize that this match is a literal damn gold mine. I mean are ya fuckin' serious here? This is our fourth match; fuckin' FOURTH; an' our third didn't decide nothin' despite bein' the rubber match between us."
"As a businesswoman, the match is fuckin' money; the BIGGEST fuckin' draw Revo has left at this point."
"As a fan; this is the dreamiest of dream rubber matches! This could be the one that ends EVERYTHIN'. Yet, here we are attemptin' to breathe life back into a Revolution that Magg's claimed she was gonna RESET; that she was goin' to LEAD this new life into a place where Revo One has never been! She the new locker room leader!"
"Yeah no; how's that fuckin' goin' so far?"
"With the exception of the crew an' technicians the halls are pretty damn bare wherever we go. I mean, I'm drawin' a shit load of money, but that doesn't foster a sense of competition; a sense of wantin' to be HERE in Revolution One. Instead, we got longtime ne'erdo'wells taken up space on the roster only puttin' out shitting fuckin' matches that they can't even be bothered to have enough cardio to FINISH the thing they're literally fuckin' here FOR!"
"Buuuuuuuuuuut Jessie! It takes more than a month to negotiate contracts and bring people in. Why are you being such a bitch to our glorious undisputed champion?"
"Well, ya brainless so-called smartie pants, Sara Pettis was NEVER a REAL World FUckin' Champion an' her droppin' it right quick only shows that her entire Child of Fate stick is nothin' more than a fancy way of sayin' she's too fuckin' cowardly to take the proper blame for her shit; own up or shut up and then MAYBE people will accept ya for a damn change."
"stupid fuckknuckle."
"More importantly, your precious Maggie has always had this strange fetish for tryin' to be the hero regardless of what's goin' on 'round her. I haven't a clue what sorta personality she's showin' elsewhere and I don't care, but ever since she's stepped foot into Revolution One she has shown herself to be the single most hypocritical contradictory cunt that this company has ever fuckin seen; an' they've seen ALOT. See, an' I know this'll like a rehash of what I've said before, but there isn't a single fuckin' person alive that can deny that I didn't have her pegged since day fuckin' one. I might not have known just have fucked in the head ya really are at the time, but I was still spot on or either REALLY fuckin' close."
"See Maggie, an' yeah I'm talkin' directly to ya now, undeniably you want to be the girl that EVERYONE looks up to an' admires. You WANT to be that hero archetype so damn bad that you'll throw everythin' that makes ya genuine to the people an' ya'll pray to GOD that all those generic babyface goody guy buzz words will pay off every time ya open your mouth. You'll spout the tried an' true line 'bout bein' willin' to fight till the last an' how you're such a supremely gifted student of the game that you'll try to learn somethin' from every person ya face; that the infallible dominant front you're puttin' up so desperately is WHO you REALLY fuckin' are."
"Except it ISN'T."
"It never has been, has it; Maggs?"
"Naaaah, it's always been 'bout your favorite sayin' that ya so conveniently quit usin' once I called ya out on it."
"Look at what ya me do."
"On the surface, it's fine an' dandy; ain't no problems. Yet, after hearin' that story 'bout how that monstrous fuck cut ya open like the over-glorified pig ya are an' STOLE a part of ya; well, it REALLY put things into perspective, doesn't it? I don't know if it really happened or if it's like ya said to your doc so many times 'fore 'bout it bein' just a reoccurring nightmare, but it really shows us just how twisted an' fucked the lies you tell are; 'bout just how AWARE you are 'bout it."
"You'll do EVERYthin' it takes to win? Nah, you'll do whatever it takes to end the fuckin' pain your puttin' everyone through cause you're too damn weak to reach out to your peers for help. You "punishin'" yourself is only punishin' others that are just tryin' their damnedest to be the BEST. Somethin' ya claim ya don't have interest in unless an opportunity presents itself for ya. PFFT! What a damn lie an' you KNOW it. The reality is that you CRAVE Championship gold an' you'll never STOP hungerin' for it; hungerin' for that opportunity to TEAR an' RIP everythin' a person has accomplished just so that your twisted self can have a few moments of peaceful satisfaction."
"You trawl through multiple companies to remind yourself of that."
"Ya drink yourself into stupors cause you can't FACE that fact."
"Hell, ya can't even look in the mirror cause of just how glarin' aware of it ya are."
"All in all the Gunslinger is just a dead woman that sucks the life of everythin' 'round her."
"Ya wanna know what's fuckin' worse?"
"That despite ALL of the fuckin' bullshit that slithers outta your mouth an' all of the completely contrite shit, I still have such deep-rooted respect for ya that I ALWAYS end up lookin' forward to steppin' into the ring to beat the livin' shit outta each other. I ain't sure exactly what that's sayin' 'bout me, but every time we get in that I ring I knew full well that I can go as fuckin' hard as I want an' I know you'll do the same; twisted fuckin' mentality or not. 'Cept it isn't just 'bout me an' you anymore, is it? Nope. As badly as I wanna continue bein' that selfish bish takin' potshots at Kylikally, the fact is that I care TOO damn much for Revolution One. I care TOO much 'bout brinin' people in an' trainin' up the egotistical fucks we already got. I care TOO much to let this place DIE cause ya weren't able to live up to this fuckin' fantasy ya have for yourself."
"I gotta beat ya, not cause I'm so focused on carryin' this company that I'm fuckin' blinded to everythin' else, but cause if I DON'T then you'll simply suck whatever little life this home away from home of outs has. I gotta beat ya so this company can THRIVE an' be that dream company ya were ear bleedin' talkin' 'bout bringin' to life. I gotta BEAT ya cause WE already both know that nobody else WILL."
"I GOTTA an' ya know damn well I WILL."
"SO bring it on Magglesaur! Bring on the saddest sob story you can muster an' bring ALL that twistedly evil false babyface fire! Cause we step into THAT ring for the FOURTH time; when I draw you an' this company another FAT fuckin' paycheck; get ready for a war like we've never had. There won't be ANYONE steppin' in like ya have been cryin' 'bout since August of LAST year. There won't be anythin' more for you to suck dry, cause I'm going to END everythin' Tuesday Night."
"For YOU."
"For ME."
"For Revolution One."
"For my FAMILY."
"Now, Let's fuckin' go so I can break every damn vertebra in yer neck; settin' ya straight for the first time in a long fuckin' time."
This was it.
It was now or never to settle this little rubber match between the two of them that the Revolutionists had managed to bring to the forefront of her mind since the match was announced. Lockheart didn't care, and she KNEW that the woman didn't much much stock in what was going to happen in that Madison Square Garden Arena. She was the Revo One Legendary champ! Why should she give a shit about someone from the lower card; someone that ever her own company had blatantly ignored i for of others less qualified?
She didn't.
She would SAY she did, but that was ALL ever Lockheart ever truly did; talk an' capitalize on the resulting head games it brought on.
Except she wouldn't be a part of that shit; not TONIGHT.
Tonight was all about protecting what Maggie hadn't managed to openly steal; to protect the Revolution and the work everyone did.
Except.......
"What am I becomin'?"
