Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2016 16:37:43 GMT
Wait, wut? Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren't you, Missy? I mean, it's cute that you think it's 'quite possible' that you could beat me, and that your already daydreaming about what that might be like, and that, in fact, you're considering more strongly than the much more likely scenario of me stomping you into a bloody puddle... but you know what else is about as likely as your 'quite possible'? The sun not rising tomorrow. You simply lack the experience to outfox me, you lack the grappling strength or technique to utilize your precious ground & pound against me, and you're not tough enough to go head to head & toe to toe with my far superior and more powerful striking. Not to mention that all the little sexual mind games you rely on? They couldn't be any less effective against me.
"...Caite hasn't heard of me and I like that very much...."
Wait, wut? Haven't heard of you? Trixie, where in the hell did you get that idea? I know all about you, as I made pretty clear the last time I stepped up in front of a camera. I think I was pretty erudite in my instinctual breakdown of how our abilities match up, and even if most of that analysis had come strictly from the tape I'd watched on you in the 12 or 24 hours prior, it still doesn't indicate that I'd never heard of you. Hell, I'm pretty sure I even saw you wrestle live once. Team Sleaze Vs. The Photon Dragons, in Indianapolis... an episode of ACE Pulse. I was there to see the Main Event, but I remember you.
"...I know this is a tournament, and I will have somebody to face on the second episode. But I'm choosing to just speak about Caite because she is my roadblock to my first singles title..."
"...But she's a goody two shoes, she's afraid to take a walk on the wild side and that is where she lets herself down..."
Wait, wut? Have you ever even seen one of my fights? Or did you just look at my Engage Press Bio, see that I don't cheat, and run with that? I strongly suspect the latter. Well, you'd better get wise, real quick, Trixie, because you clearly have no idea who the hell you're getting into the ring with. If you allow yourself to think that because I won't throw chalk in your eyes, won't grab a handful of tights on a roll-up, or that because I don't have to wait until the referee has his back turned to get in my best spots that you're somehow in for an easy night or that I'm sawft, well... you'll be lucky to walk away from this match at all.
"...I on the otherhand am willing to be a bit of a bad girl, stretch the limits of our match and show why in reality women are far more competitive than men...
Wait, wut? You do realize that because of you, we're fighting in the single most sexist, misogynistic match type in all of pro-wrestling, right? This is how you plan on making a statement about women being able to hang with the men? Can you possibly be that stupid, Trix? You're the poster girl for why women aren't taken seriously as combat sports athletes, and you're the antithesis of everything that I, and my whole career to boot, have stood for. You are a massive leap backwards for women in sport in general... and the fact of the matter is, you don't care, because being an athlete isn't anything more than a shortcut to you anyway.
You got unlucky, Trixie. Because you're fake & for the past year you've managed to slide by being fake without ever once having to step into the ring with the sort of natural born warrior who would instantly expose you as being nothing more than a pro-wrestling tourist.
Until now.
You've got a little under a week to get smart, Trix. You'd better do it, too. Because coming to the ring as ignorant about who you're facing and what the real threat is, well... it's beyond stupid. It's dangerous. If you don't get your shit figured out fast, losing to me is going to be the absolute least of your worries. Walking away from the ring at all will be high on the list though. Me? I'm gonna go dig up those leathers I mentioned the last time I stood in front of a camera. You? Come to the ring wearing whatever it is that you want. It's because of you that I have to make my Engage debut in such a shamefully stupid match & I'm not going to forget that. I may not stop at just ripping your clothes off, sweetie.
