Post by Violet Ripley on Oct 4, 2014 22:27:44 GMT -5
So this... again...
Really don't the bookers have anything better to do with their time than to see me grind up Sidney Grey to the pile of ash she is?
Whenever I look at her I can't help but picture Mother Gothel from Tangled. Where's the nearest window I can push her out of so that we can all be free from her miserable attitude?
But seriously...
I keep wondering how many times I have to put this woman in her place before they finally get it.
Get that I am in fact the Queen of the Ring. That I am in fact the #1 contender for the LAW Championship. I'm already a champion elsewhere, it's kinda inevitable that I'm going to have it around my waist.
I know, I know that sounds awful cocky and the last thing I am is not thankful for all that I have been afforded. Thankful for the gifts I was born with. Those gifts of course are wrestling skills.
I've said it before, Maybe once upon a time, Sidney Grey was championship worthy. She's got the trophies to prove it. I can't deny that. However... that time has passed. You gotta realize that there comes a time in your life when you gotta hang up the boots and move on to a more suitable career.
I'm not the type of person that tries to end careers. I mean kudos to her, she keeps trying but when is enough going to be enough? How many times do I have to hurt her before it becomes clear to everyone else and her that it's over.
You know, when it comes time for me to retire; which is a VERY long time away just for the record, I'm not going to waste time trying to beat up those that are taking up the reigns. If anything I'd try to help them. Bestow on them my knowledge. Pass down the legacy.
Sidney is too busy trying to erase the lines of time with cosmetic surgery and deny her age. She's too busy being jealous of the younger talent. Thankless and petty.
To be perfectly honest, even if she had beaten me two weeks ago, what would it have proven exactly? It wouldn't have made her queen of the ring. She'd have one victory over me... not really ground breaking. I'm proud of my nearly perfect record, yes but will I die if it's got another loss on it. Nope.
I take pride in my accomplishments and a couple losses doesn't mean that I'm not good at my job, it just means that on that particular night my opponent was better. Although I have to say, the only blemish on my record was on account of me being with a partner that didn't have her head in the game and that does irk me.
I am very prideful, I admit that. If I lose because I wasn't good enough, fair enough. I can live with that....but if someone else makes me lose when they're supposed to have my back... well that's a different story. I think that's kinda why I wanna win the LAW championship all that much more. I'm good at bringing prestige to titles.
Now back to Sidney and Kate Steele.
I have filled volumes on why Sidney needs to step the hell down already but I haven't had the pleasure of going up against our former champion.
and let me iriderate that... former
Kate managed to keep that title after numerous defences but yet she goes up against The Doc and it's like she just gave up. She wants you to believe that it's fine because she wants to do this triple crown bullshit, but truth be told, the Marquee title is the lesser title. Who is happy to step down a level? If she really wanted to do that then she's doing to half assed backwards.
Marquee championship. A title that was originally won by this crazy chick named Violet. I seen her on twitter before she disappeared from existence. In fact I wrestle with her sister in IWA. I mean there is nothing wrong with winning the second tier title. Any title is an honour in itself, I just don't like when people put themselves on pedestals.
The problem with Kate is that she has no respect. It's almost like she stepped down from LAW champion and automatically thought she should be just handed the Marquee title.
Cheating really irks me. And cheap tactics do too, unless of course they are warranted. I have resorted to that but in my defence, she started the shit.
Now Kate and I... ya we've never actually met and besides her telling me to 'shut up' on twitter I've never actually spoken to her. Before now I was under the impression that her fight was the same as mine. To show that women in this business were more than just eye candy. Guess I was wrong. She's only in this to get wins and titles she has no business going after.
So let me formally introduce myself Kate. I'm Evelyn Taylor Matthews, but you might know me as Evie Taylor. I'm the 2014 QotR winner and I'm going to be the next LAW champion. I intend to be a better champion than Doc and better than you were too. Don't believe me? Just wait and see. And this coming Sunday, you're going to stand opposite the ring with a tag partner that would turn on you in a heart beat if it meant the difference between winning and losing. If it meant that she would get a chance at me. Don't kid yourself love into thinking she's your ally.
I'm also going to be the woman that beats you. Maybe not literally because Gabby could very well be the one doing the pinning but either way, I'm not losing.
I respect all you did before this point but the moment you turned your back on the fans, your back on what a champion really is... then all that respect for you suddenly ceased to exist. I know you probably care less what I think and that's fine.
When it comes down to the final stand that's all that's going to matter.
Now Sidney, honey. I'm not going to fill your head with more of the same things I've told you time and time again and proven correct. I'm thinking that I need to give you some retaliation for your attack on me after our match. So please, feel free to watch your back because I'm not against cheap tactics on those that truly deserve it or if I'm angry enough and baby I'm pretty angry. My anger is dying to take you out.
In all honestly I wonder how many times I gotta kick your ass before you realize that there isn't anything you can do to make me admit that you're my better. If it's truly respect you're after... well I'm sorry to inform you that you will never get that from me. Maybe I would have given you that if you had decided to be a bigger person and accept that you just weren't selected for the QotR tournament. Yon won your match, whether or not I like the way you won is besides the point.
You really should see someone about this obsession you have with ending my career. How many times do I need to knock you on your ass before you realize that I am a helluva lot tougher than you give me credit for, then you actually. Attack me after I win again and I'll make sure that you're the only one taking a sabbatical. I'm just about done with this bullshit. Move on already.
But oh well, I'll enjoy it none the less because I enjoy proving a point.
So until Sunday ladies.
::.October 4, 2014.::
I almost want to punch the machine that dispenses Ice for the women in labour. It's taking forever just to fill this little cup. I'd left the room in a hurry after her and Jax had gotten into an argument.
Finally, I get enough and come back in just in time to see Kahlan socking Jax square between the eyes. He stumbles backward before slipping on the floor and going down. I have to hold in my laugh when she turns her head to me, that look was one I recognized. It was her pure unhinged anger.
"About fucking time..." I walk over and she nearly rips the cup from my hand.
I look over at the floor, where Jax is slightly conscious, blood starting to slowly drip from his nostril. From the look of the instant darkening of his nose and how swollen it is, she's broken his nose for sure. Not like Jax wasn't used to that kind of injury but I doubt he was expecting that on the night his daughter was to be born.
Kahlan takes an ice cube into her mouth, the pissed off expression not changing until the machine beside her starts to spike and she suddenly grabs my hand as another contraction rips through her.
In my head I'm screaming, but on the outside, I hold strong. I'd taken a lot more pain. Getting jumped after my match at LAW two weeks ago.. ya that hurt too but I put on a brave face and kept going because that's what future champions were supposed to do.
It's over almost as soon as it begins. She releases my hand just as Jax gets to his feet with the help of the chair. Kahlan looks over at him with that icy glare. A nurse comes in with a smile on her face which slowly fades away when she sees the state that Jax is in. She rushes over to him to hold his face up to inspect the damage.
"I'm fine..." he pushes her off, taking out his frustration on the cheery nurse instead of his labouring wife.
The nurse shakes her head, "You are not, pretty sure your nose is broken Mr. Blaze. You'll need to go and get that looked after."
He looks at Kahlan who turns to me and pretends he's not even there. "I want you to get a hold of Roxi."
Jax let's out an aspirated sigh and reluctantly follows the nurse out of the room.
"Why are you still here?" she queries, not even phased by Jax's exit. "Don't you have a match in Texas?"
"I can take a flight tomorrow. Then I'll be back."
She shakes her head. "No. You should be preparing for two upcoming matches, not hanging out with some bitch having a baby."
"Kah! Please... You're not some bitch... you and Lexi... you're like sisters to me. I'll get there tomorrow in plenty of time for my match for LAW and then I'm coming back, like I planned until my IWA match."
"I know I gave you hell yesterday about your IWA match, but we didn't even touch on your tag match tomorrow..."
She grabs the side of the bed again. Another contraction but this one is impressively more intense. She lets out a scream.
"It's almost done Kahlan. You can do it." I say encouragingly. She turns to me and glares but once the pain is gone she takes laboured breaths.
"Sidney Grey and Kate Steele right? A tag match with that Gabby bitch right..."
I roll my eyes, "Gabby isn't a bitch Kah."
"Whatever... Everything I told you yesterday still applies here too. Sidney has been going about this little thing you have the same what that skank in IWA has been. She knows that it bothers you when she says shit that ain't true... so if you're able to keep that anger in check, you're going to make easy work of them."
The machine starts to beep again. It had only been a few minutes since the last one...
A different nurse comes in just as Kahlan's scream is almost guttural.
"Mrs. Blaze... Maybe you should get the drugs..."
Kahlan's eyes are steely. "I'm not having my kid born all stoned on drugs. You want a broken nose just like my darling husband?"
I cover my mouth to hid my smile. So that was what she'd punched him about. He'd been trying to persuade her to get the drugs.
"No need to threaten violence Mrs. Blaze..."
"I tore my knee TWICE and it hurt worse than this. I can handle it you fucking bitch."
The nurse looks appalled. She's about to say something when the doctor comes in, just as the contraction eases off.
I'm asked to stand outside a curtain as he checks her for her dilation... or something. I dunno, I wasn't an expert about childbirth. I over hear him as he's talking to the nurse.
"She refuses the drugs..." she says in a whispered tone which I'm sure that Kahlan can clearly hear just as well as I do.
"It doesn't matter now, she's already at 10. Let's get her up in the stirrups."
Needless to say that twenty minutes later, after me texting Roxi to tell her about the imminent birth of her God-daughter, Taylor Alexis Blaze came into the world. A name that shocked me. Jax had made it back, nose taped up and swollen just in time to see his daughter come into the world.
Later, seeing Kahlan calm and totally in love with her baby girl gave me hope. Considering that just like her, I was unsure about whether or not I wanted to have children. She looks at me with pride.
"I'm honoured that you named her after me Kah, really I am but are you sure about that?" I ask, putting a pinky finger into her tight little fist. She's kept her eyes closed pretty much the whole time. Kahlan smiles up at me, obviously exhausted but happy.
"Yes. Evie, You're like a little sister to me too. I wanted to try and honour everyone that I value the most. You, Lexi, Roxi... I know the three of you are going to be the best female role models for her. She's going to need strong women in her life, especially with a mother like me."
She laughs, but it's short lived as she starts to fade out. Jax moves in to take Taylor from her arms. He holds her close to his chest and in his face I see the same sort of adoration that Kahlan had. Two people that never thought they'd find love, let alone be parents. He looks at me.
"Do you wanna hold her?"
I stare at the baby for a second. The only other baby I'd held had been Mari's daughter at the wedding but she was already 6 months old. There was a lesser risk of me dropping her. I'm a little nervous but Jax is already coming toward me and putting her into my arms before I can actually answer him. She's so tiny. And beautiful. I can already see Kahlan in her little face.
"I'm going to go get a coffee, you want one?" Jax asks me and I barely nod my head, still entranced in this baby's beauty. He leaves, leaving me alone with Taylor and the sleeping Kahlan.
"I'm going to win tomorrow baby girl. I'm going to win for you. You represent new beginnings, something I'm fond of and advocate. If someone like your mommy can overcome all the doubts about her then I can surely do the same." I whisper before kissing her little forehead.
Here I thought I'd be nervous but really, it brought up a feeling in me that I didn't think I'd ever have. A feeling that one day, I wanted to be the one that got to hold a baby and known that she or he was truly mine. My new beginning.
Really don't the bookers have anything better to do with their time than to see me grind up Sidney Grey to the pile of ash she is?
Whenever I look at her I can't help but picture Mother Gothel from Tangled. Where's the nearest window I can push her out of so that we can all be free from her miserable attitude?
But seriously...
I keep wondering how many times I have to put this woman in her place before they finally get it.
Get that I am in fact the Queen of the Ring. That I am in fact the #1 contender for the LAW Championship. I'm already a champion elsewhere, it's kinda inevitable that I'm going to have it around my waist.
I know, I know that sounds awful cocky and the last thing I am is not thankful for all that I have been afforded. Thankful for the gifts I was born with. Those gifts of course are wrestling skills.
I've said it before, Maybe once upon a time, Sidney Grey was championship worthy. She's got the trophies to prove it. I can't deny that. However... that time has passed. You gotta realize that there comes a time in your life when you gotta hang up the boots and move on to a more suitable career.
I'm not the type of person that tries to end careers. I mean kudos to her, she keeps trying but when is enough going to be enough? How many times do I have to hurt her before it becomes clear to everyone else and her that it's over.
You know, when it comes time for me to retire; which is a VERY long time away just for the record, I'm not going to waste time trying to beat up those that are taking up the reigns. If anything I'd try to help them. Bestow on them my knowledge. Pass down the legacy.
Sidney is too busy trying to erase the lines of time with cosmetic surgery and deny her age. She's too busy being jealous of the younger talent. Thankless and petty.
To be perfectly honest, even if she had beaten me two weeks ago, what would it have proven exactly? It wouldn't have made her queen of the ring. She'd have one victory over me... not really ground breaking. I'm proud of my nearly perfect record, yes but will I die if it's got another loss on it. Nope.
I take pride in my accomplishments and a couple losses doesn't mean that I'm not good at my job, it just means that on that particular night my opponent was better. Although I have to say, the only blemish on my record was on account of me being with a partner that didn't have her head in the game and that does irk me.
I am very prideful, I admit that. If I lose because I wasn't good enough, fair enough. I can live with that....but if someone else makes me lose when they're supposed to have my back... well that's a different story. I think that's kinda why I wanna win the LAW championship all that much more. I'm good at bringing prestige to titles.
Now back to Sidney and Kate Steele.
I have filled volumes on why Sidney needs to step the hell down already but I haven't had the pleasure of going up against our former champion.
and let me iriderate that... former
Kate managed to keep that title after numerous defences but yet she goes up against The Doc and it's like she just gave up. She wants you to believe that it's fine because she wants to do this triple crown bullshit, but truth be told, the Marquee title is the lesser title. Who is happy to step down a level? If she really wanted to do that then she's doing to half assed backwards.
Marquee championship. A title that was originally won by this crazy chick named Violet. I seen her on twitter before she disappeared from existence. In fact I wrestle with her sister in IWA. I mean there is nothing wrong with winning the second tier title. Any title is an honour in itself, I just don't like when people put themselves on pedestals.
The problem with Kate is that she has no respect. It's almost like she stepped down from LAW champion and automatically thought she should be just handed the Marquee title.
Cheating really irks me. And cheap tactics do too, unless of course they are warranted. I have resorted to that but in my defence, she started the shit.
Now Kate and I... ya we've never actually met and besides her telling me to 'shut up' on twitter I've never actually spoken to her. Before now I was under the impression that her fight was the same as mine. To show that women in this business were more than just eye candy. Guess I was wrong. She's only in this to get wins and titles she has no business going after.
So let me formally introduce myself Kate. I'm Evelyn Taylor Matthews, but you might know me as Evie Taylor. I'm the 2014 QotR winner and I'm going to be the next LAW champion. I intend to be a better champion than Doc and better than you were too. Don't believe me? Just wait and see. And this coming Sunday, you're going to stand opposite the ring with a tag partner that would turn on you in a heart beat if it meant the difference between winning and losing. If it meant that she would get a chance at me. Don't kid yourself love into thinking she's your ally.
I'm also going to be the woman that beats you. Maybe not literally because Gabby could very well be the one doing the pinning but either way, I'm not losing.
I respect all you did before this point but the moment you turned your back on the fans, your back on what a champion really is... then all that respect for you suddenly ceased to exist. I know you probably care less what I think and that's fine.
When it comes down to the final stand that's all that's going to matter.
Now Sidney, honey. I'm not going to fill your head with more of the same things I've told you time and time again and proven correct. I'm thinking that I need to give you some retaliation for your attack on me after our match. So please, feel free to watch your back because I'm not against cheap tactics on those that truly deserve it or if I'm angry enough and baby I'm pretty angry. My anger is dying to take you out.
In all honestly I wonder how many times I gotta kick your ass before you realize that there isn't anything you can do to make me admit that you're my better. If it's truly respect you're after... well I'm sorry to inform you that you will never get that from me. Maybe I would have given you that if you had decided to be a bigger person and accept that you just weren't selected for the QotR tournament. Yon won your match, whether or not I like the way you won is besides the point.
You really should see someone about this obsession you have with ending my career. How many times do I need to knock you on your ass before you realize that I am a helluva lot tougher than you give me credit for, then you actually. Attack me after I win again and I'll make sure that you're the only one taking a sabbatical. I'm just about done with this bullshit. Move on already.
But oh well, I'll enjoy it none the less because I enjoy proving a point.
So until Sunday ladies.
::.October 4, 2014.::
I almost want to punch the machine that dispenses Ice for the women in labour. It's taking forever just to fill this little cup. I'd left the room in a hurry after her and Jax had gotten into an argument.
Finally, I get enough and come back in just in time to see Kahlan socking Jax square between the eyes. He stumbles backward before slipping on the floor and going down. I have to hold in my laugh when she turns her head to me, that look was one I recognized. It was her pure unhinged anger.
"About fucking time..." I walk over and she nearly rips the cup from my hand.
I look over at the floor, where Jax is slightly conscious, blood starting to slowly drip from his nostril. From the look of the instant darkening of his nose and how swollen it is, she's broken his nose for sure. Not like Jax wasn't used to that kind of injury but I doubt he was expecting that on the night his daughter was to be born.
Kahlan takes an ice cube into her mouth, the pissed off expression not changing until the machine beside her starts to spike and she suddenly grabs my hand as another contraction rips through her.
In my head I'm screaming, but on the outside, I hold strong. I'd taken a lot more pain. Getting jumped after my match at LAW two weeks ago.. ya that hurt too but I put on a brave face and kept going because that's what future champions were supposed to do.
It's over almost as soon as it begins. She releases my hand just as Jax gets to his feet with the help of the chair. Kahlan looks over at him with that icy glare. A nurse comes in with a smile on her face which slowly fades away when she sees the state that Jax is in. She rushes over to him to hold his face up to inspect the damage.
"I'm fine..." he pushes her off, taking out his frustration on the cheery nurse instead of his labouring wife.
The nurse shakes her head, "You are not, pretty sure your nose is broken Mr. Blaze. You'll need to go and get that looked after."
He looks at Kahlan who turns to me and pretends he's not even there. "I want you to get a hold of Roxi."
Jax let's out an aspirated sigh and reluctantly follows the nurse out of the room.
"Why are you still here?" she queries, not even phased by Jax's exit. "Don't you have a match in Texas?"
"I can take a flight tomorrow. Then I'll be back."
She shakes her head. "No. You should be preparing for two upcoming matches, not hanging out with some bitch having a baby."
"Kah! Please... You're not some bitch... you and Lexi... you're like sisters to me. I'll get there tomorrow in plenty of time for my match for LAW and then I'm coming back, like I planned until my IWA match."
"I know I gave you hell yesterday about your IWA match, but we didn't even touch on your tag match tomorrow..."
She grabs the side of the bed again. Another contraction but this one is impressively more intense. She lets out a scream.
"It's almost done Kahlan. You can do it." I say encouragingly. She turns to me and glares but once the pain is gone she takes laboured breaths.
"Sidney Grey and Kate Steele right? A tag match with that Gabby bitch right..."
I roll my eyes, "Gabby isn't a bitch Kah."
"Whatever... Everything I told you yesterday still applies here too. Sidney has been going about this little thing you have the same what that skank in IWA has been. She knows that it bothers you when she says shit that ain't true... so if you're able to keep that anger in check, you're going to make easy work of them."
The machine starts to beep again. It had only been a few minutes since the last one...
A different nurse comes in just as Kahlan's scream is almost guttural.
"Mrs. Blaze... Maybe you should get the drugs..."
Kahlan's eyes are steely. "I'm not having my kid born all stoned on drugs. You want a broken nose just like my darling husband?"
I cover my mouth to hid my smile. So that was what she'd punched him about. He'd been trying to persuade her to get the drugs.
"No need to threaten violence Mrs. Blaze..."
"I tore my knee TWICE and it hurt worse than this. I can handle it you fucking bitch."
The nurse looks appalled. She's about to say something when the doctor comes in, just as the contraction eases off.
I'm asked to stand outside a curtain as he checks her for her dilation... or something. I dunno, I wasn't an expert about childbirth. I over hear him as he's talking to the nurse.
"She refuses the drugs..." she says in a whispered tone which I'm sure that Kahlan can clearly hear just as well as I do.
"It doesn't matter now, she's already at 10. Let's get her up in the stirrups."
Needless to say that twenty minutes later, after me texting Roxi to tell her about the imminent birth of her God-daughter, Taylor Alexis Blaze came into the world. A name that shocked me. Jax had made it back, nose taped up and swollen just in time to see his daughter come into the world.
Later, seeing Kahlan calm and totally in love with her baby girl gave me hope. Considering that just like her, I was unsure about whether or not I wanted to have children. She looks at me with pride.
"I'm honoured that you named her after me Kah, really I am but are you sure about that?" I ask, putting a pinky finger into her tight little fist. She's kept her eyes closed pretty much the whole time. Kahlan smiles up at me, obviously exhausted but happy.
"Yes. Evie, You're like a little sister to me too. I wanted to try and honour everyone that I value the most. You, Lexi, Roxi... I know the three of you are going to be the best female role models for her. She's going to need strong women in her life, especially with a mother like me."
She laughs, but it's short lived as she starts to fade out. Jax moves in to take Taylor from her arms. He holds her close to his chest and in his face I see the same sort of adoration that Kahlan had. Two people that never thought they'd find love, let alone be parents. He looks at me.
"Do you wanna hold her?"
I stare at the baby for a second. The only other baby I'd held had been Mari's daughter at the wedding but she was already 6 months old. There was a lesser risk of me dropping her. I'm a little nervous but Jax is already coming toward me and putting her into my arms before I can actually answer him. She's so tiny. And beautiful. I can already see Kahlan in her little face.
"I'm going to go get a coffee, you want one?" Jax asks me and I barely nod my head, still entranced in this baby's beauty. He leaves, leaving me alone with Taylor and the sleeping Kahlan.
"I'm going to win tomorrow baby girl. I'm going to win for you. You represent new beginnings, something I'm fond of and advocate. If someone like your mommy can overcome all the doubts about her then I can surely do the same." I whisper before kissing her little forehead.
Here I thought I'd be nervous but really, it brought up a feeling in me that I didn't think I'd ever have. A feeling that one day, I wanted to be the one that got to hold a baby and known that she or he was truly mine. My new beginning.