Post by thedoc on Aug 23, 2014 20:39:17 GMT -5
It wasn’t easy making the choice to step into this ring, just as it hasn’t been for you. You have had a stranglehold on that title, but you aren’t the underdog anymore Kate, because the champion is never the underdog. The mask that covered everyone’s reality of me in that ring was removed when I was blasted in the face and pinned. People know that I am not some senseless juggernaut, not some person who can take an endless beating and continue to move forward.
I am just a woman.
A woman that has always strived to be the very best at what she does, a woman that has always wanted toe excel, even if my heart wasn’t in it. I stayed with my ex husband for five years, because even though that wasn’t a good scene, even though that was a poisonous environment I wanted to be the best wife I could be, I chose that man to be my husband.
And now I choose to be the champion, I choose to wrest that title from your waist, it matters not that you want to hold that title, it matters not that you want to be the banner bearer for this company because I have decided that it isn’t going to be that way, and if you haven’t figured it out yet, when I set my mind to something, it happens.
This weekend Kate, it is already over.
I don’t disrespect you and I won’t talk down your accomplishments like so many others will do, I am not going to say you were ever lucky or things like that. I am never going to say that you are an unworthy champion because someone doesn’t make it to the pinnacle by accident and I know that you didn’t. But I am going to tell you that all those matches in the past, all those victories and all that glory are going to be for nothing.
Because you have never faced someone like me, someone so much like you, someone that has the resilience to take a beating and come back swinging, someone who is so ready to defy the odds, someone who has the one thing that isn’t developed in a training center, or taught as a child.
Passion…
You have it Kate, it is obvious, you love what you do and it shines through every time you step in the ring but just when you think you have more than me, that is when you will fall, the second you think you have defeated me, I will kick out.
You will put me in a submission and I won’t quit.
You will hit me with everything you have, but I will stand up again. Do you see this pattern Kate? Do you see what I am saying here? I want this more than anything else, I want it for my family, I want to be as great in the ring as Gib, Xander, Zelda and Jenny. I want them to know that their passions are my passions.
And I want this for me.
And you can’t take it away.
No one can.
{Scene opens to the ring in the basement of Gib’s house, Xander her stepson is in the ring wearing his wrestling gear. The Doc is there and Jenny, the wife of Xander and LAW star sit on the outside of the ring}
Xander: Look, you are tough but we really need for you to take less shots during these matches, you have to look at the long term part of your career, I am in my early twenties and have been involved in some ridiculous wars, wars that have greatly taken a toll on my body. Look, you are hot but you are no spring chicken…
{Xander smiles and the Doc shoves him, he barely moves, he is a large man like his father}
Doc: Thanks for reminding me asshole.
{Jenny begins laughing from the outside of the ring.}
Jenny: One thing that the Famularo’s do is say stupid ass things, that is for sure. They have no filter at all.
Doc: Oh, I know that I am married to Mr. No Filter himself. The things he says are straight out of an off colored comedy, I didn’t realize people like him actually existed until I met him…
{As if on cue, Gib bursts down the stairs to the basement}
Gib: What the hell is this? Some sort of circle jerk that I wasn’t invited to?
Jenny: Don’t worry Gib, no one started without you.
Gib: Sweet…
{Gib takes his shirt off and goes to a cupboard, he opens it and all the shelves are full of bottles of baby oil, like an enormous amount of baby oil, so much baby oil that you wonder if it is bought by the case or even truckload. He takes a bottle and sprays it all over himself, wiping it in. His body is scarred, memories of all the past matches with the greats of wrestling all over the world}
Gib: Let’s get this party started, if you don’t mind I am going to start with Jenny here.
{He goes over and grabs Jenny, she squeals laughing out loud, her dress is now covered in the slick residue of manly body oils}
Gib: Here we go, I am tossing her in!
{He lifts her above his head}
Jenny: Don’t you dare!!!
Gib: Too Late!
{He throws her from outside the ring to the inside where Xander catches her in the air. He toppled over, likely on purpose and she lands on him}
Xander: Oh no, I have been pinned to the ground by my wife, whatever will I do?
Jenny: Woah, that was almost a smooth move. Are you developing a personality?
{Gib steps over the top rope and roars, he runs at his wife with his hands outstretched and she ducks under his masculine grip. HE turns and grabs her arm, attempting to twist it, but she uses his leverage and reverses it into a chicken wing.}
Gib: What the hell is this sorcery?
{HE ducks behind reversing the chicken wing and she reaches down grabbing his tree trunk of a leg, it doesn’t move but she is certainly bending over in front of him}
Gib: This move, it makes me pulse and throb!!!! RAAAAAAAAAWR!
{He lifts the Doc into the air and throws her over his shoulder before running the stairs, the scene fades}
This is my last chance, right? This is the part where I tell you all how I am going to eviscerate you and tear your soul out through your asshole? That is what my hubby tells me to do, he says it sounds stupid but in the long run that people take you lightly and then you can capitalize on their weakness, which is what he has always said; above all you must capitalize on the weakness of others.
That is why he and his son have been known as the best game planners in the wrestling world, the reason his son Xander went for over a year without losing a singles match a record I might just go after.
I am sure you have watched my tapes as I have watched yours and I will be honest, my husband and stepson had a problem determining exactly how I would be able to tackle the challenge that you set forth, the game plan was hard to determine because, ultimately violence is hard to counter.
But then my husband said there is only one way to fight violence, with violence. There is only one way to stop crazy, and that is to be crazier. You catch my drift Kate? You want to be known as Little Miss Ultraviolence?
Well I will be the Holy Mother of Ultraviolence…
And I will bring it to you, no countering, and no technicality. Nothing but pure unadulterated and invigorating passion, something that the fans are going to clamor about and something that the world will talk about for a long time to come.
You are going to have to be ready for me Kate, because I am coming at you, with everything I have, everything I am, and everything I am capable of.
{Scene opens once again, this time we are brought to the past again, The Doc sits in a doctor’s office, she sits on one side of the desk with her former husband and the doctor on the other.}
The GYNO – Look, I am afraid I have to give you some bad news, young lady, I am not sure what the cause of this inability to have children is, but you can’t have them. If I had to guess, it seems that there was some issues when you were young, trauma that didn’t heal properly… Were you ever raped?
{The Doc lowers her head, her face flushing red. Her husband looks over at her and a look of disgust covers his face. He stands and reaches across the table}
Husband: So you are saying there is no chance then for her?
Gyno: Well, there is adoption or other things. She could donate eggs and you could use a surrogate.
Husband: That won’t do, that certainly won’t do at all. Let’s go dear, we must get home. I have a meeting this evening.
{The Doc stands, tears crawling down her cheeks, a past mystery brought to the forefront. Her husband offers her no solace, no compassion, no care. He simply walks two steps ahead of her and the doc’s body shakes}
{They make there way to the car, and he looks over to her with a face full of hatred}
Husband: You should’ve told me you were a dirty whore that had been all used up. Who was it anyway? You were probably freaking flaunting it around and then all of a sudden someone took it, took what should’ve been mine. You are worthless, you are scum… who was it?
Doc: I am worthless, I know…
Husband: Who was it?
Doc: I am lower then the lowest thing.
{He reaches across the seat and strikes her in the face with a backhand}
Husband: Who was it?
{She starts sobbing, blood dripping down her face from her nose, which may be broken}
Husband: You stupid whore…
{He lashes out again, her head knocks against the door of the vehicle this time}
Doc: It was my father and I was 8, I was 9, I was 10… Jesus what the hell do you want?
Husband: Not you, that’s for sure, you are a used imbred piece of trash… I should’ve never torn you from the gutter, I should have left you there to drown in a pile of your own filth.
{The car pulls into a driveway, he looks over to her, but he doesn’t look at her he looks through her}
Husband: Don’t bother coming inside, whores aren’t welcome in my house. I will leave your things outside, this relationship is over.
{The Doc looks over, shock taking over her face and then rage soon overtaking that. Something has changed within her in this moment, a moment where one of two things could’ve happened. This was the day a woman was reborn}
I don’t tell my story for pity.
I don’t tell it for therapy.
I tell it because it has been in too damn long, I tell it because I want the world to know what I have gone through in my life, I want them to see that something so bad can turn to something so good, I want to be the Cinderella story that little girls quote when they speak about their future and what they want to do when they grow up.
I know we have the same ideologies and honestly Kate, if you were facing anyone else I would be behind you cheering you on, but I can’t do that can I.
So I will just wish you the best, with you luck and health and happiness after this weekend, because your real life nightmare is about to come true.
And it has taken my form.
I am just a woman.
A woman that has always strived to be the very best at what she does, a woman that has always wanted toe excel, even if my heart wasn’t in it. I stayed with my ex husband for five years, because even though that wasn’t a good scene, even though that was a poisonous environment I wanted to be the best wife I could be, I chose that man to be my husband.
And now I choose to be the champion, I choose to wrest that title from your waist, it matters not that you want to hold that title, it matters not that you want to be the banner bearer for this company because I have decided that it isn’t going to be that way, and if you haven’t figured it out yet, when I set my mind to something, it happens.
This weekend Kate, it is already over.
I don’t disrespect you and I won’t talk down your accomplishments like so many others will do, I am not going to say you were ever lucky or things like that. I am never going to say that you are an unworthy champion because someone doesn’t make it to the pinnacle by accident and I know that you didn’t. But I am going to tell you that all those matches in the past, all those victories and all that glory are going to be for nothing.
Because you have never faced someone like me, someone so much like you, someone that has the resilience to take a beating and come back swinging, someone who is so ready to defy the odds, someone who has the one thing that isn’t developed in a training center, or taught as a child.
Passion…
You have it Kate, it is obvious, you love what you do and it shines through every time you step in the ring but just when you think you have more than me, that is when you will fall, the second you think you have defeated me, I will kick out.
You will put me in a submission and I won’t quit.
You will hit me with everything you have, but I will stand up again. Do you see this pattern Kate? Do you see what I am saying here? I want this more than anything else, I want it for my family, I want to be as great in the ring as Gib, Xander, Zelda and Jenny. I want them to know that their passions are my passions.
And I want this for me.
And you can’t take it away.
No one can.
{Scene opens to the ring in the basement of Gib’s house, Xander her stepson is in the ring wearing his wrestling gear. The Doc is there and Jenny, the wife of Xander and LAW star sit on the outside of the ring}
Xander: Look, you are tough but we really need for you to take less shots during these matches, you have to look at the long term part of your career, I am in my early twenties and have been involved in some ridiculous wars, wars that have greatly taken a toll on my body. Look, you are hot but you are no spring chicken…
{Xander smiles and the Doc shoves him, he barely moves, he is a large man like his father}
Doc: Thanks for reminding me asshole.
{Jenny begins laughing from the outside of the ring.}
Jenny: One thing that the Famularo’s do is say stupid ass things, that is for sure. They have no filter at all.
Doc: Oh, I know that I am married to Mr. No Filter himself. The things he says are straight out of an off colored comedy, I didn’t realize people like him actually existed until I met him…
{As if on cue, Gib bursts down the stairs to the basement}
Gib: What the hell is this? Some sort of circle jerk that I wasn’t invited to?
Jenny: Don’t worry Gib, no one started without you.
Gib: Sweet…
{Gib takes his shirt off and goes to a cupboard, he opens it and all the shelves are full of bottles of baby oil, like an enormous amount of baby oil, so much baby oil that you wonder if it is bought by the case or even truckload. He takes a bottle and sprays it all over himself, wiping it in. His body is scarred, memories of all the past matches with the greats of wrestling all over the world}
Gib: Let’s get this party started, if you don’t mind I am going to start with Jenny here.
{He goes over and grabs Jenny, she squeals laughing out loud, her dress is now covered in the slick residue of manly body oils}
Gib: Here we go, I am tossing her in!
{He lifts her above his head}
Jenny: Don’t you dare!!!
Gib: Too Late!
{He throws her from outside the ring to the inside where Xander catches her in the air. He toppled over, likely on purpose and she lands on him}
Xander: Oh no, I have been pinned to the ground by my wife, whatever will I do?
Jenny: Woah, that was almost a smooth move. Are you developing a personality?
{Gib steps over the top rope and roars, he runs at his wife with his hands outstretched and she ducks under his masculine grip. HE turns and grabs her arm, attempting to twist it, but she uses his leverage and reverses it into a chicken wing.}
Gib: What the hell is this sorcery?
{HE ducks behind reversing the chicken wing and she reaches down grabbing his tree trunk of a leg, it doesn’t move but she is certainly bending over in front of him}
Gib: This move, it makes me pulse and throb!!!! RAAAAAAAAAWR!
{He lifts the Doc into the air and throws her over his shoulder before running the stairs, the scene fades}
This is my last chance, right? This is the part where I tell you all how I am going to eviscerate you and tear your soul out through your asshole? That is what my hubby tells me to do, he says it sounds stupid but in the long run that people take you lightly and then you can capitalize on their weakness, which is what he has always said; above all you must capitalize on the weakness of others.
That is why he and his son have been known as the best game planners in the wrestling world, the reason his son Xander went for over a year without losing a singles match a record I might just go after.
I am sure you have watched my tapes as I have watched yours and I will be honest, my husband and stepson had a problem determining exactly how I would be able to tackle the challenge that you set forth, the game plan was hard to determine because, ultimately violence is hard to counter.
But then my husband said there is only one way to fight violence, with violence. There is only one way to stop crazy, and that is to be crazier. You catch my drift Kate? You want to be known as Little Miss Ultraviolence?
Well I will be the Holy Mother of Ultraviolence…
And I will bring it to you, no countering, and no technicality. Nothing but pure unadulterated and invigorating passion, something that the fans are going to clamor about and something that the world will talk about for a long time to come.
You are going to have to be ready for me Kate, because I am coming at you, with everything I have, everything I am, and everything I am capable of.
{Scene opens once again, this time we are brought to the past again, The Doc sits in a doctor’s office, she sits on one side of the desk with her former husband and the doctor on the other.}
The GYNO – Look, I am afraid I have to give you some bad news, young lady, I am not sure what the cause of this inability to have children is, but you can’t have them. If I had to guess, it seems that there was some issues when you were young, trauma that didn’t heal properly… Were you ever raped?
{The Doc lowers her head, her face flushing red. Her husband looks over at her and a look of disgust covers his face. He stands and reaches across the table}
Husband: So you are saying there is no chance then for her?
Gyno: Well, there is adoption or other things. She could donate eggs and you could use a surrogate.
Husband: That won’t do, that certainly won’t do at all. Let’s go dear, we must get home. I have a meeting this evening.
{The Doc stands, tears crawling down her cheeks, a past mystery brought to the forefront. Her husband offers her no solace, no compassion, no care. He simply walks two steps ahead of her and the doc’s body shakes}
{They make there way to the car, and he looks over to her with a face full of hatred}
Husband: You should’ve told me you were a dirty whore that had been all used up. Who was it anyway? You were probably freaking flaunting it around and then all of a sudden someone took it, took what should’ve been mine. You are worthless, you are scum… who was it?
Doc: I am worthless, I know…
Husband: Who was it?
Doc: I am lower then the lowest thing.
{He reaches across the seat and strikes her in the face with a backhand}
Husband: Who was it?
{She starts sobbing, blood dripping down her face from her nose, which may be broken}
Husband: You stupid whore…
{He lashes out again, her head knocks against the door of the vehicle this time}
Doc: It was my father and I was 8, I was 9, I was 10… Jesus what the hell do you want?
Husband: Not you, that’s for sure, you are a used imbred piece of trash… I should’ve never torn you from the gutter, I should have left you there to drown in a pile of your own filth.
{The car pulls into a driveway, he looks over to her, but he doesn’t look at her he looks through her}
Husband: Don’t bother coming inside, whores aren’t welcome in my house. I will leave your things outside, this relationship is over.
{The Doc looks over, shock taking over her face and then rage soon overtaking that. Something has changed within her in this moment, a moment where one of two things could’ve happened. This was the day a woman was reborn}
I don’t tell my story for pity.
I don’t tell it for therapy.
I tell it because it has been in too damn long, I tell it because I want the world to know what I have gone through in my life, I want them to see that something so bad can turn to something so good, I want to be the Cinderella story that little girls quote when they speak about their future and what they want to do when they grow up.
I know we have the same ideologies and honestly Kate, if you were facing anyone else I would be behind you cheering you on, but I can’t do that can I.
So I will just wish you the best, with you luck and health and happiness after this weekend, because your real life nightmare is about to come true.
And it has taken my form.