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"For those of you who don't know, Esse Quam Videri is the state motto of North Carolina.  And what a fitting motto it is, because this Friday night, we separate what is, from what seems to be.  See to a lot of my haters out there, BTW nice to see you checking out my profile ;-),  will tend to say things like; I can't wrestle, I'm not on their level, they beat off guys who were world champions yadda yadda yadda.  But the fact is whenever those bastards find enough balls to step in the ring with me, they get their asses kicked!  Don't believe me, just ask everyone who watched Dynasty two weeks ago.  They'll tell you that I'm not just some joker who strolled in off the street (that's Angelo Brando), and whats more, they'll tell you that I should rightfully be the National Elite Champion.  But for whatever reason, one hater in particular has just chosen to be blinded by his sudden, onset, case of Michaels envy, that he thinks that I'm just going to lay down and die after he sucker punches me.  Well guess what Zacky, I'm still standing.  Just like I was after dealing with Angelo, Regulator, Tig, and so many others.  I'm more than what I seem (I know, I thought it was impossible too) so just try to come at me bro!
 
But after I heard you ranting, and raving about me, with all that B.S. about how my status updates pointless, and my videos are crap, I know that you won't because it's become painfully clear; that you're a man who can only seem ,because he could never be.  You like to seem like a bad ass who ran thru the so called 'best that Dynasty had to offer', but make no mistake about it; if it wasn't for guys like Alex Anderson, or those dozen idiots in BDSM gear who used to follow you around, you would've been jockeying a register at McDonald's where you belong (I mean all that grease in your hair just makes me think deep fryer).   After hearing This whole pot and kettle routine of yours, I guess 'Jackass of the week' just wasn't enough for you huh? Well then I 'm sure you'll be pleased to know, that you're already  nominated for 'biggest jackass of 2016'.
 
 
You have no respect for me huh?  Well that's fine because no one could give two shits about what you think.  You say I'm nothing more than a clown, well I say you're nothing more than a joke that goes; who has two thumbs and is going to get Mark Michaels' boot rammed up his ass?  Zack Crash!  Oh and about wanting to make out with me, I don't usually kiss jackasses, but if you take a number, and get in line, then you can go right ahead and kiss my ass! Now I will give you one thing, I do think Dynasty would be better off being called the Mark Michaels show, but that's a discussion better left for the people who actually have the power to do so (in other words, not you).
 
 
Live on Dynasty, you are in store for an A-list ass whipping, the likes of which you will never forget.  Courtesy of The Instagram Icon, The Twitter Trendsetter, the #Hero whose millions, upon millions of followers are going to be tweeting pics of you staring up at the lights for days.  Hell Zack, you might even get turned into a MEME and become slightly relevant in EAW again. 
 

It all goes down in 48 hours (kinda like your mom), live at the Time Warner cable arena, I prove just why I am the Brightest burning star that EAW will ever know, I prove that I am the Perfect Athlete, and Entertainer rolled into one, and most of all, I will once again prove that no matter how hard you hate, no matter who you've beaten, or how much of bad ass you pretend to be, there's is no such thing as better than Perfect, and that my friend is real! So you better start Picturing That Zacky."  #Dynasty #EAW #BurningCrash #InTheBag

My favorite wrestler, which is surprisingly Steve Austin, isn't my picbase.

Mr. Kennedy/Anderson would be probably somewhere in the bottom tier of my Top 5, like #4 or #5.

 
 
As Haruna Sakazaki relishes the time she spends choosing her next set of words, I’ve had ample time to decide what she needs to hear from me instead. The more I dwell over the fact that she’s the Specialist champion, the more everything around her remains the same. You see, Haruna is a fine person. She is strong at times, fierce at others and she even shows the heart of a champion on occasion. But the mistakes she makes are deadly. They are the sins of a champion that is grasping on to straws as she attempts to save face. Yes, it is she that is champion and I that is challenger, but why does it feel like I am the one defending this title and approaching this week like I am the champion looking to ward off a challenge. It’s backward of how it should be, true, but I won’t change anything about the way I’ve come into this week. There is no doubt that I’m not only capable of being EAW’s Specialist champion, but worthy of the title as well. Before she found herself holding the Specialist title, Haruna proved that she could was an ample contender by using her words, She took the final shot against her competitors and put in the best word of all. But this week she has been more quiet. When she looks at me as an opponent, she is forced to go to places she doesn’t enjoy. She wants me as a rival and a friend. She wants to love me and hate me together. These are all just part of the seven deadly sins of our current Specialist Champion.
 
Her first sin comes from her unbelievable, carnal desires to be dependent on others in her life. She lusts over women like Ariana Grande and I, finding solace in the affection that she can get in return. She doesn’t just desire such, she purely lusts over it. She allows it to be what makes her feel good or eave her sad. These choices put her in a state of flux, confused over which direction to go. She tried to get close to two women and ultimately pushed them both away, or at least put them in a position where they could push her away instead. And now, when she is facing the first challenger to her crown, she is lost somewhere in the middle still. When she talks about me, she doesn’t understand if she loves or hates me. She says she has love for this Vixen, her challenger, but she is forcing herself to hate her. The truth is the lust is still very much in her heart and soul. She is still trying to convince herself she is done with the feelings that ultimately ended her relationship with Ariana Lopez. She still wishes I hadn’t decided to push her away when she asked me to give her something I wasn’t willing to. I would not let myself be wrapped up in the lust. I was not willing to let this sin be one that brought me down. I was not willing to follow in her footsteps.
 
When you lost to Tarah Nova at Pain for Pride, you managed to even elevate your status within the Vixens division. Ample opportunities should have followed and you should have been well on your way to taking Tarah’s title. But this didn’t happen. When something didn’t go your way, you started to talk more about what you deserved from that moment, then continuing to make every effort to back it up. There was an over-indulgence on your part of the temporary attention your success brought along with it. So you let it all slip out from underneath you, wasting it and letting yourself fall flat on your butt. You put yourself in a position to have to build your way back up from the bottom, all because you couldn’t get out of your own way. You were the one who brought confusion to what your craft had become. Were you still the Haruna that nearly upset Tarah, or were this other one that tended to lose matches and complain? No one could figure this out. And even going into the scramble, these question about you stlll existed. You should have put this noise to rest long before you did, and that’s why you became so worried about what was being said behind your back. What other champion do you know of that wins, only to immediately go searching for who didn’t think she deserved it. You believe everyone is out to talk badly about your title and you find this unfair. Your doubters only exist by your own mistakes. You created the message that made them turn their back on you.
 
Your greed became such in this company that a title was the only thing that meant anything to you. You grew upset when others received opportunities when you thought you deserved them instead. The main reason you believed you deserved these opportunities is because you were here longer than them. The truth is as soon as they set that title belt in your hands, as soon as you won the scramble, something changed inside of you. You did not possess a champion’s heart at that moment, you became obsessed with the gold. Everything after that was about keeping people from taking it, not proving your worth as a champion. You think you need to prove doubters wrong? You simply need to prove you won the scramble because you were the best. No one doubted your ability. They doubted your attitude. But in the moment of being greedy about keeping that title all to yourself, a regular Gollum of professional wrestling, you have chosen to take on an altered persona all together. No longer did you want to be the Haruna that had worked her way up to winning that title. You thought you needed to be a different girl. You came out swinging at me like I was such an enemy that I had burned down your house or stolen your first born child. You built my status as your enemy up to fairy tale levels. But your reign as champion will not have a fairly tale ending. You worked so hard and for so long to be Haruna the hero, that you’ve become Haruna the villain.
 
The pinnacle of your laziness on the road to where we are now as the entire Empress of Elite tournament. You were picked as a favorite to win that, but it became evident early on that your heart just wasn’t in it. Too focused on what should be handed to you and not earned, you let it slip by. My performance can be excused, because no one can dare question whether I worked hard to win during that tournament. What they saw for you was a sleepwalking giant that came in like a lion and went out like a lamb. You think people didn’t noticed your most fatal flaw? You didn’t even seem half interested in competing during that tournament until it came to the match against me. We were both practically mathematically eliminated when you decided to show up and actually fight. I won’t make any excuses, you beat me when you made me your Super Bowl, but even you know the Cailin Dillon you are about to face is a whole different animal from that one. You show up and let this of your seven sins bleed to the surface once again, I will make quick work of you and I will end your night before it can even begin.
 
The most confusing is the wrath you wish to now inflict on me. You seem to blame me for some sort of issues that you have to this day. You changed the narrative of our past to fit the story you wanted it to. And now you seem confused. You think you must generate hatred of me and make me feel your wrath. You can’t generate hate out of thin air, not true hatred for someone. What you want is a good reason for why you should have ample motivation to beat me. Your motivation should be to remain as a champion and bolster your reign. It should not be to be about your desire to avenge something that doesn’t exist. As you spend your time trying to understand your motivations, I will come in unchanged in my goal to bring the best I have every night. I’m not out to impose my wrath on you, I’m coming in to impose my will and make sure I end your time as champion. And it’s not about anything personal or because I have manufactured hatred for you, it’s because I believe I will go into Battleground on Monday and beat you. Plain and simple, no doubt about it.
 
You’ve outlined this one plenty on your own. You are envious of me and the way I can tuck away a loss and use it as a learning experience, while losses tend to have an adverse effect on you. You let it ruin you. I allow it to make me better. I’ve never intended to be some perfect Vixen. People judge me by my hair and say I’m a dumb blonde. They call me a bimbo because some find me to be attractive. And I just keep moving forward and doing everything I can to perform at my best. But you remain envy of me because my losses don’t get me down. I keep moving forward and I keep showing up in big spots. I lost to Hexa-gun and people come away from the match talking about what I did. You hate that I can manage to look strong in a loss, while you look distraught and hanging on by life support. Everyone in the EAW locker rooms expected more of you than to be envious of a rookie. Having such envy over a seemingly unstoppable veteran, a champion, would be one thing. But your jealousy over the triumphs and failures over someone who has been here since July is mind boggling. I understand Tarah’s absence leaves a hole in your heart, and you’ve chosen me to replace her in that capacity. Being envious of me is not the way to beat me. It’s another sin that will bring your grasp on the Specialists title to a close.
 
Your own pride is the reason for the other six sins to come to light. Don’t you see that your desire to prove people wrong, your tendency to wallow in your own despair and your jealousy of other wrestlers is your undoing. You are doing this because you want people to accept the idea of you as a champion. Who cares what the others think if you struggle to accept yourself as the champion. In all your worry about what others think of you is the real truth. You are worried about yourself. Are you truly living up to what you think you should be as this champion. You’ve held that title for mere weeks and you are the one who creates the illusion that people think you don’t deserve it. Maybe you have fooled yourself into believing you don’t deserve it anymore. You focus your verbal barbs on our past and your jealousy of my path to this point. You hate the idea that I have fans, apparently. You don’t understand why people wouldn’t just cheer you as champion when they hoped someone else would win. This is the reality of our business. People love you or hate you, and they choose their desired winners ahead of time. If anything, your win shocked people. What can Haruna complain about when she actually does have a title. Believe it or not, she can still find a reason. It’s her own pride that’s eating her up now.
 
We will meet this Monday, Haruna, and I expect nothing less than an absolutely horrific war between the two of us. You are out to prove some mysterious value of yourself, while I’m out to become the Specialist Champion. I will come in and fight and scrap and pull every last ounce it takes from my reserves, and then some to become champion. Can you say the same? Can you honestly ensure anyone that you will come out of this match still crowned as a champion. You will try, but you will fail. You might have what it takes in previous weeks, and you might have gone into the scramble as strong as any seven of those competitors. But now you are backed into a corner and your grip on your title is waning. Your reign is about to come to a close. Haruna’s time as queen will be short and sweet. It’s my turn to rile as the Specialist champion.

A recorded phone conversation begins to play.
 
Eris: So then I looked over my shoulder and I saw him! I was like “what the??” and needless to say I was scared out of my mind!
 
Lilly: I see.
 
Eris: Yeah! It was so intense and I was just out of it! Then I told him to get the fuck out of the bathroom and he complied. I don’t know what’s wrong with people who like to spy on others who are peeing. Gosh, and I thought I was weird.
 
Lilly: You are.
 
Eris: Lillian.
 
Lilly: Yes?
 
Eris: What’s your problem?
 
Lilly: Hmm? I have no problem.
 
Eris: Well, you seem kind of quiet.
 
Lilly: Oh, I’m sorry! I’m on my tablet and I’m just looking up some things about your stupid opponent.
 
Eris: Oh, Maddie? Lillian! Don’t waste your time! As I’ve said before, she’s just lost and a bit confused about the direction her life is going to. Also, she hangs out with Thomas Minns, the girl’s brain must be complete mush by now.
 
Lilly: Hmm, I’m just looking at her the episode of Netflix and Minns. Gosh, she’s so cringe-worthy. How is this girl a champion again?
 
Eris: I don’t know. I guess Tarah Nova was just like “fuck this!” and decided to hand the title to the person who got her attention the most. That goes to show what type of champion Tarah Nova was. For the past year, the poor Vixen’s Championship has been in the hands of complete animals. It brings a tear to my eye just thinking about the condition the championship is in. This is my time, Lillian! I’ll be seen as a hero in the eyes of many as I walk out of Shock Value with the gold strapped around my waist. Maddie will be seen as the loser she’s always been as I walk out victorious. I can see it now, Lillian.
 
Lilly: You know, Eris, I don’t think you should go THAT optimistic into the match.
 
Eris: What? Why not?! My therapist has begged me to see everything in a positive light! She even prescribed some anti-depressants that despite make me vomit and hallucinate they make me feel pretty dandy!
 
Lilly: Listen, Eris, Madison is known for being extremely sneaky in the ring. In her match with Laura Amber Rose she completely raked her eyes and that’s how she got the win! You saw it, Eris, you were there!
 
Eris: I suppose you’re right, but the match we’re going into is not a normal match. We’re going to electrocute one another fuck fucks sake. Nothing is off limits and Maddie better believe that I’m not stopping until I get what I want. I refuse to be pinned unless I sincerely cannot move a limb in my body. It irritates me beyond belief that this girl is going into our match thinking that it’s going to be a cake walk. You know, she states that trying new things in “meaningless” matches have cost her matches however undermining me and my own talent will cost her one of the biggest matches of her stupid career.
 
Lilly: I don’t know, she just gives me this odd vibe. Whenever you look her into the eyes you see nothing. You see absolutely nothing! She has no compassion, remorse, or empathy.
 
Eris: Oh, Lillian! You’re making her out to be this big monster. She’s not a big monster, not one bit. You know what she is? She’s an imposter. She’s a character that’s playing this role. This woman makes herself out to be this being who lives, breathes and eats hate. A person like that doesn’t go around wearing tight pencil skirts and participate in meaningless, soon to be cancelled TV shows! People like that go through dark times, they view the world in a very different aspect. They prefer to be alone, completely isolated from other human beings. They have a cloud hovering over their heads everywhere they go. Madison Kaline is anything but that. She’s spoiled brat who’s probably used to getting everything she wants in life. You can’t tell me that while looking at this girl who wears designer clothing, wears expensive watches on her dangly wrists and gets her makeup professionally done everything, that she’s gone through hardships in life. Lillian, you of all people should know that I’ve gone through that phase. I haven’t always been this happy-go-lucky Eris. I’ve enjoyed my time with this new mindset, but it always hasn’t been like that. There have been points in my life where I just want to shut the door to the outside world completely. That’s a side that EAW will never see, however, it’s a side of me that will never come out. I’ve gone through psychotic episodes and I’ve done some questionable actions, but I’ll learned from it. I’ve overcome my struggles, although to this day I’m still suffering the consequences of my actions. Maddie can pretend to be bad all she wants, but the truth of the matter is that she’s an act. A world class act that think she can pull a fast one over the entire EAW Universe. And she can call me a crazy bitch all she wants, but her slander won’t stop me from taking away the Vixens title. The thing about title reigns is that they all have an end. Maddie’s reign of catastrophe is going to end soon, in two days to be exact. I’ll tell you this, Lillian, there is no way Maddie is going to be me fair and square on Shock Value. There is absolutely no way her in-ring abilities surpass mine. I’ve analyzed her track record and all I’ve seen is a pathetic win, after another pathetic win. Has she ever successfully celebrated in triumph after a match? Let me rephrase that, has she ever had her hand raised in victory and thought “I really gave it my all tonight and everyone in the crowd can see that.” If she has, then I suggest she go see a doctor because from all of the matches I’ve witnessed, they’ve been HALF ASSED. I don’t usually talk down on my opponents wrestling skills, but Maddie fucking SUCKS. The fact that her trying new things in the ring has had her flat on her face failing miserably shows how mediocre her ability to adapt to new situations is. She makes me so sick! God fucking damn it! She gets my blood boiling but for all the wrong reasons. She thinks she’s getting under my skin, but in fact her ignorance and stupidity pisses me off.
 
Lillian: I can see that, Eris. I’m sorry that you went through a lot as you were growing up. But these experiences that you’ve gone through have made you into the person you are today! Sure, you take some medication here and there to control that side of yours, but that’s okay! You’re still the best Vixen this company has seen. You hold yourself with class and authenticity. You’re amazing and please never forget that.
 
Eris: Oh, Lillian. Your words always touch me deep down in my heart. I’ll make sure to think of your kind words when I walk down the ramp on Shock Value. I’ll do anything I can to come out the winner. I’ll make all of my family back in Florida proud! I seriously can’t wait. Maddie is so far up her ass it’s incredible. Maybe if this was 2007 and all of the Vixens had half of a brain, Maddie would’ve probably been successful. Although, times have changed. A new era has begun and I’m ready to show everyone why I’m the greatest thing that has ever happened to EAW. Alright, enough of my preaching. I must go and train, thanks for the talk. Goodbye.
 
Lillian: Goodbye, Eris.
 

The recording ends. 

 
I’m starting to draw some really terrible assumptions about some of the Vixens around here. One in particular, Ariana Lopez, I’m assuming she suffered an accident at some point. The way she accuses others of having a “casual” mind when they say something she doesn’t agree with is the real gem of everything that’s happened this week. You blame management for the lack of direction in your career, and maybe you are right. The problem is, you likely share the blame in that. Don’t think you’ve gone ignored. I’ve seen you popping up over the past few weeks to complain about not getting booked. The truth is, you aren’t as talented as any of the Vixens that fought in the specialists scramble. If you were half as talented, you would have been there. Past Madison and Aria, those were the seven most talented Vixens that management could have picked. I trust James Shields and the decisions that he makes, and I trust him when he kept you on the shelf and rarely booked you. So you’re tired of me bringing up your relationship with Haruna, huh? Well then quit bringing it up. It’s so simple. You stand there accusing me of just saying the same things over and over, by saying the same things over and over. Do you understand how ridiculous you sound when you take that approach? I’ll try my best to leave my peace on bringing up your relationship with her right here, but if you bring it up the same way you keep doing it, then it’s back to free game for it. I don’t spend my time reading the feed. I don’t spend my spare time becoming a part of the backstage drama that tends to be more of a plague than a pleasure. I’m not trying to get you to respond in spite, but I am telling you this as a fact. It doesn’t matter that you two dated in the past. Haruna is a far better wrestler than you can ever dream of being. I promise you this, you’ll be hard pressed to find a Vixen or Elitist that disagrees with that fact, because that’s what it is. Now let’s move on to the more important issues with you. The funny thing about simple people is they feel they often have to attack others first, in fear that their own simple mind will be pointed out first. You choose to trash my relevance in the division was is downright hilarious. You accuse someone else of not noticing when you actually finally fight in a match, but you apparently noticed what the rest of us are doing. Sure, you know that some of the new girls are already being booked over you, but you don’t seem to realize that I’ve been put in huge matches, routinely, since your precious Empress of Elite tournament came to an end. Hell yes I’m more relevant than you, and I’m absolutely more talented than you are. Your own fatal error is you believe you are better than everyone else when you clearly are not. You accept that I am the biggest obstacle, yet you also question my talent, you insult my intelligence and you accuse me of being simple by producing a rather simple argument to back up your opinion. I don’t even really care about what has occurred in your personal life. It’s far less complicated than anything Aria has going on with hers. I will give you this in compliment: you deserved better than you got after the Empress tournament. After performing that well, you should have been given more chances to prove whether or not that was for real. But you didn’t, and the management you love to hate decided they would let fade from relevance. I know you believe in your heart that this is your chance to right a lot of wrongs in your life, both in and out of the ring. The only thing you’ll be removing in this match is yourself from the ring, while I earn the No. 1 contender spot and go on to challenge Haruna for the Specialists Title. That is the truth Ariana.
 
I sort of expected you would be getting up for this match more this week, Aria. When you showed up at Redemption to fight off everyone’s favorite bitch Erica Ford, I thought you were re-asserting yourself in the Vixens division. For now, you’re forced to watch as Eris LeCava takes on Madison for the title you came close to attaining. But this is your chance to take a different title, and you’ve said far less than I thought. Your detractors have spent their time breaking down why you aren’t a deserving champion and they hate the idea of you holding the title. Personally, I don’t buy it. To me it all comes across as jealousy. You have a target pasted on your back because you showed up here in July and you have never let up. It’s no different for Eris, and it’s no different for me. We have take this division by storm, some would say we have made it our own, and we are disliked for it. You’ve already fought for a title, Eris is about to and now I’m looking to follow suit. I have no quarrels with being the third one among us to go after a title. After all, they always say the third is the charm. So my plan has always been to come in and win this match and then take up arms with Haruna. Things have taken a strange turn for you as of late, but I would never take your abilities for granted. It’s strange how everyone seems to focus in on your personal life. Just as strange as how Ariana tries to use hers as a defense for why she’s the best choice to be the No. 1 contender. I don’t care who you’re with, or if it is with multiple guys. Hey, you do whatever makes you happy, right? I’ve mentally grappled with the fact that we will face each other for the first time this Saturday, but I have not grown afraid. I’m not scared of the idea of stepping in the ring with you. I’m excited. I’ve stood mere feet away and have seen what you can do when we fought as tag team partners. Now I have the chance to show you what I can do when we’re going against each other. You should understand my competitive nature first hand now. We told each other there was no way we would lose to the Dollhouse Killers, and all the cheating they attempted to win that match couldn’t out weigh the combined talent that we brought in. So you know my talent, too. So remember this: as hard as you think yourself to take down in a match, you should know that I’m just as tough to beat. I would never bank on taking you down to be an easy task, but I hope you know to expect the same for me.
 
Serana Ji, I think you and Ariana might kill each other at some point in this match. In fact, you two might turn this fatal four-way into a one-on-one before we know it. I appreciate the way you’ve been able to grasp everything about her you dislike and just propel it all out. I hope that same day you’ll improve to a point where all of your opponents feel the same bit of wrath from you. You’re absolutely right in the way you describe her. Someday, the very trait that annoys you will likely fall on to yourself. At some point, when you come so close to a title you can actually feel it, you too will be calling yourself the next champion. That’s just how it works in this business. And as long as you don’t have to worry about silicone leaking into your brain, you will be focused on the path that ultimately leads you to the top. This is an eat or be eaten career we’ve all chosen. It can be tough sometimes to remember to take a breath sometimes, step back and relax. To smile, even. You have to be able to laugh at your detractors, and then turn it on at the right time to make sure you prove them so wrong it hurts their egos in all the right places. There are more egomaniacs than you could imagine, and that’s just in the Vixens division. But the truth is, we all have an ego we want to be stroked. We all want to ascend to the top and be called the best. You are well on your way, just six weeks in, to doing bigger and better things. It’s all about focus, and you seem to have your mind on the prize with unwavering attention.
 
We all want to hold that title for different reasons, and to do it, we’ll have to not only win this match, but beat a talented fighter on the other side of it, too. There’s no gimmick to this tilt, though. No tables and chairs, no time limits and no outside elements that should keep the best fighter in this match from taking the win. Haruna herself has called me her rival, so imagine the intensity between us in a match if I win this and get the chance to face her in a match of her choosing. I’m going to do everything it takes to win this match. No matter how much blood or sweat it takes, I will make sure I have the chance to fight for the Specialist title. And I will make sure Haruna will have to defend it for the first time against the one she calls her rival. You better hang on girls. I’m about to hit this ring like a tornado, and this is the only warning you’re going to get.

 
So I suppose I have something I should apologize for. I’m a liar, or so I’m told. I’m just full of hot air. I have a big mouth, apparently. I’m unfocused, I hear. Also, I’m in need of a huge ego check according to some. I’m not going to apologize for anything, because that’s just all false. I’ve never once pretended to know everything. But let’s be honest, when someone waits most of the week to ever say anything about the title match she’s about to go in, once has to make a few assumptions. I don’t think any of the opinions I had on you are that egregious, Maria. When I see what you have to say about me each and every time, I imagine two things. Firstly, I see you writing down a bunch of ideas on post it notes and sticking them on the wall. Then you grab darts, blindfold yourself and let ‘em fly to figure out what you’ll say. And then, when that’s failing you, I imagine you dragging out a jump to conclusions mat to make you sure you finish off your less than stellar comebacks with your own strange, wild accusations. I don’t think you’ve very good at paying attention though. Maybe you’re that kid that was always talking in class. Or more likely the one that slept through all the important lectures. I take the blame for every mistake I’ve made since I came here. The Iconomy, my bad attitude and my lackluster performance in Empress of Elite. It’s not egotistical to point out that I’m different now. And you of all people should understand that.
 
One thing you should embrace is that we will be fighting each other regularly. Unless you’re leaving, I’m not going anywhere and in case you haven’t noticed, we seem to be in a lot of matches together. I don’t have a problem with it, but maybe you do. Because, speaking of egos, you seem to think I’m so far beneath you that we don’t belong I the same conversation. Maybe you’ll deny that, but that’s how it feels. I’ve learned from my mistakes, I’ve grown in my defeats and I’ve been more humble than you’ll ever understand in my wins. You don’t know a thing about me. You think you’re a survivor because you were here when things weren’t all that great for Vixens. That line of thinking is overused here. You become a survivor from your life experiences, how you handle them and how you grow from them. It’s not just about what happens in the ring, but throughout all of your life. If you are a survivor, we don’t know the real story behind why. Maybe it’s because you’re not as worthy of a championship as you believe yourself to be. I’ve never been handed a championship in my entire career. Yeah, I’ve experienced reigns before and I can tell you there’s glory when you win. And the gut wrenching feeling when you lose a belt is even worse than you could ever imagine. I don’t know why you think I don’t have my eye on the prize. Is it because I take the time to address each of my opponents? Just like you did… oh, hmm… that’s weird. Is it because I talked about the Iconomy? You must be so narrow sighted that you don’t realize I was addressing Raven Lee. You can’t question my focus on this title match, I’ve let you know my feelings on it plenty this week, all while you’ve been meditating in your bathroom or doing whatever it is you say you do when you’re trying to come up with things to say. Letting us spread our virus so you can come cure the division by becoming a champion, right? Oops, looks like I wrote that one for you.
 
I don’t have to make desperate attempts to make others look down on you, Raven. You’re doing that all your own. You’re throwing around all these random threats about tearing down the Vixens division, and then you have the gall to call me alliterate and misspell the word as you do it. Oh god, it hurts my heart to read what you have to. I swear if I’ve come to any conclusion about you this week it’s that you have a hard on for the Iconomy, you’re secretly joining them or you have one of their dicks permanently implanted in your mouth. No, you never said the Iconomy is innocent, and I didn’t accuse you of it. You came at me with these hard accusations of betrayal and all I told you was I decided to be a strong woman and stand up for what I believe in. And I owned up to the pathetic mistake I made of joining them. It’s my fault I ever got stuck in that situation. To be honest I can’t tell if you like them or dislike them, but you’ve been so personally affected by my own decision to leave that you’ve decided it needs to be the central focus of your attack on me this week. Let me make this clear, I have no quarrels with Chris or Eclipse. I have not gone around accusing them of anything. They were the only two that stood up for me when JJ came after me. Allow me to congratulate you on your 8-0 start in EAW, I guess? You didn’t just fall back a step when the EoE ended; you fell off the freaking planet. Honest to god, I didn’t know you even went here anymore when you punched your ticket for this match at Dynasty. But the more the merrier, you do you and pretend you are going to bring your chaos to this match however you can. Or is that just some analogy, too? Tell me why you would want to destroy this division when it’s as good as it has been in a long time. Is it because you sense it’s slowing leaving you behind? Are you feeling left out? You’re just one woman in a match full of talented fighters. You’re best to put your dreams of creating chaos on the shelf. No one is afraid of you and no one is buying into your darkness and soul keeping façade. I’d expect a whole lot more of the most diabolical force inside the Vixens division if I had any expectations for you at all. You feel like I insulted you as a person because I pointed out how dull you tend to be. I’m sorry that this person you’re pretending to be comes across like a cartoon character. But I’m not sorry that I won’t let you win on Saturday. The ass kicking you’ll receive this weekend won’t be magical, mystical or chaotic. It will be concise and it will be orderly, all to make sure you don’t walk out as the champion.
 
I’m glad you liked my slight tribute to you, Haruna. Although I can’t pretend it’s a style I could continue. Yes, the one time we hung out on that off week was fun, but you were always nose deep in the pages of that diary. So much so that I bought you another one for your birthday while we were there, one with all the tropical images on the front. A diary can be anything you want it to be, and it was a place where I could voice out my concerns for where the so-called obsession you have sat with me. The reason anyone believes that you are obsessed is because of that time in the gym. You basically made it sound like I single handedly light a fire under your ass. Is it true that thinking of fighting me brings the most out of your competitive spirit? Whether it’s obsession or inspiration, you cannot deny that the idea of fighting me brings something different out of you. You’ve said it yourself, you lost something when Tarah started to decline and then stepped aside. You were looking for a way to fill that void, and your eyes fell on me. It’s surprising to me that you choose to make me your rival when there are so many others that have been here longer or even prospered more. Why wouldn’t you put your focus on the Vixens champion Madison? Why not the Empress Aria or the next No. 1 contender Eris LeCava? What ever your reason for having a preference for fighting me, I encourage you to embrace that. If fighting me is what excites you the most, than that energy is what you’ll need to have the chance to become this champion. I appreciate the compliment, the flattery really, that you think I’m the most capable. I look forward to tangling with you in this match and fighting you for the third time. If I have anything to prove to anyone in this match, it is to you. If we are to be rivals someday, it’s time I show you just what I truly am capable of in that ring because a rivalry isn’t one sided. I promise you I’ll change that this weekend and find my redemption.
 
Cloud, you’re right that we don’t really have a lot to say about each other at this point. We’ve been down this road over the last few weeks both as adversaries and allies. We’ve had our chances to scout each other plenty and we’ve both been measured up by each other. The one thing I know about you is I was exactly right. From the first day you stepped into EAW I saw the energy you hard and the heart and I loved it. I knew you had a chance to do big things. It was a privilege to put you through that table because it was the most out of nowhere moment I’ve had in EAW. When I watch you fight, I’m reminded of why I love this sport over and over again. I know you’ll be busting your tail, and you expect the same from me. May the best Vixen win.
 
I have to admit this has been a fun week. Our division has so many different personalities and styles that we also have so many different deserving champions for various reasons. But I’m going to bring everything I have to this match, focused on winning that title and being a champion that this division can be proud of. I have confidence I can win not because my ego is too high or out of line, but because I believe I have everything it takes — the heart and desire and the survivor personality — I need to win this match. Anyone can win this match at Redemption, but if I was picking, I would bank on the best. And I intend to show I can be the best.

Dynasty Promo #4

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
We open on a shot of a stretch limousine, i's driver is busy loading several large pieces of luggage into the trunk.  The camera pans over slightly to reveal Super Agent Johnny J. finishing up a phone call on behalf of his top client, as Mark Michaels stands next to him with an angry scowl painted on his face.

 

 

 

Johnny: "You're sure about that?  Positive?  Well I guess I'll have to find somewhere else than.  Okay, goodbye."

 

 

 

Johnny hits the end button before turning his attention to Michaels.

 

 

 

Johnny: "I'm sorry Mark, every hotel is booked."

 

 

 

Michaels: "You're telling me I have to stay in the same hotel as the rest of the scrubs?!"

 

 

 

 

"Every other place is booked up with people who are coming to see you wrestle on Dynasty tomorrow."

 

 

 

 

"This is unbelievable, how can a man of my talents, and popularity be forced to spend the night in a place filled to the brim with people who are all suffering from gigantic cases of Michaels envy."

 

 

 

 

"It's just for tonight, and right after your match you can hop a flight back home, does that sound okay?"

 

 

 

 

" (Sigh) I better not see Trent Yoder there, I mean judging from how much he writes about me in his journals, I don't know whether he would want to try and kiss me, or kill me!  And speaking of those journals. I thought I was facing a grown man tomorrow, not a fifteen year old girl who can't stand the fact that her secret crush won't ask her out.  And if you were going to write down your obsession with me, than why would you upload it online where someone could, and did, leak it for the whole world to see?"

 

 

 

 

"I don't know why Mark, let's just get to the hotel and check in."

 

 

 

 

The limo driver shuts the trunk after loading in the last piece of luggage, and quickly jogs around to hold open the rear door for Michaels, and Johnny.

 

 

 

 

"I tell you Johnny, Trent Yoder is getting a little too emo for his last match.  [size=16]What with him thinking anyone actually gives a rat's ass about him, or family. The only reason he is even on the show tomorrow, is because he is facing off against Dynasty's top superstar.  And does he thank me for bestowing him one last match to prove that he isn't completely worthless as a man?  No he tries to insult, and threaten me.[/size]
 He says he's a waking weapon, I say I'm going to disarm him on Dynasty.  He wants to talk about how he's seeing red, and green, well the only color I see in him is yellow, because he wanted to take a cowards way out, and sneak thru the backdoor while no one was looking two weeks ago.  And to top it all off he thinks that the reason I wanted to have this match was because I'm some kind of Yoder fan boy?  How can I be a fan of someone that I have proven myself superior to in every imaginable way since day one?!  The only reason I ever offered to give Trent this one passing moment of relevance, is because there was no way that I was going to be stuck with Angelo Brando for the entirety of my Tag Team Championship reign. 

 But just to show how nice of a guy I am, I'm going to give Trent one match that people will actually talk about.  In what will be the most hash tagged moment of this Friday night, my followers will be posting all across social media about how their Hash Tag Hero, totally embarrassed Trent into retirement, and proved himself as the brightest burning star that the EAW has ever seen!  As the Destiny of Dynasty!  As the rightful face of all professional Wrestling, and as the undisputed Social Media Champion.  So I'll let Trent have his last words, even though they sound exactly like the ones he's said every other time we've met, because after I'm thru with him, no one will ever hear from Trent ever again.  Well, the lady who hand over social security check will, but no one of real importance will ever hear from that bald headed, tacky dressing, good for nothing piece of trailer park filth again.  And come tomorrow night the whole world will Picture That!"

"That's exactly what I want to hear from you, I think you got this Mark."

"Oh, I got this hash tag I'm the bag Johnny."

Sly, shady grins begin to creep up on the faces of Michaels and his agent.

FADE TO BLACK.

HOUSE OF GLASS PR0M0 #4
 

I’ll concede that perhaps you’re not actually fighting for Jon Conning.  Maybe you’re actually fighting to defend your childish, idealistic notions.  But that still doesn’t change the fact that you ARE doing the bidding of Jon Conning and The Board!  You’re fighting a war on behalf of another man; maybe for your own reasons, but you’re still doing what he wants.  You’re still just a puppet, dancing to whatever strings he pulls.  And THAT is precisely what makes you weak!  You’re nothing but a tool being used by Jon Conning, which means you aren’t the one in control anymore!  In truth, you’re no different than my own Quality Control.  I’ve never allowed myself to be anyone’s tool or puppet!  From day one, I have always remained in firm control over my own career, my own destiny, and my own decisions.  And the reason I’ve remained in control is because I have a handle on reality that many don’t.  Lots of people, such as yourself, never grew up past the belief of a world full of sunshine, rainbows, and puppy dog kisses.  You think the world can be perfect and that nothing has to change to make it that way.  But this belief is false!  You want an ideal EAW, but nothing in this world is ideal!  This isn’t a fairy tale were everyone gets to live happily ever after!  Destruction is only the natural step before rebirth in both nature and medicine.  Anyone who believes different is either stupid, naïve, or both!  Yes I said I would burn EAW to the ground, but only so that it could rise up out of the ashes better than before.  And that’s exactly what has happened!  It doesn’t matter if you knew my intentions or not.  All that matters is that EAW saw the corruption and wanted change from Jon Conning too.  Now you want him back?!  Lucian I don’t think you even really know who or what you’re fighting for!  At the very least I know you don’t have the capacity to make the sacrifices needed to attain victory.  I know this because you said you can be merciless…if you have to!  This means you don’t have this trait naturally.  It means there is always restraint within you, holding you back from your full potential.  I, however, do not have this problem!  Before I was a Chairman and a Rebel, I was the Ultimate Thrill Seeker, and I have no restraint!  I am merciless all the time!  Yes, I have lost many things in my pursuit of a better EAW.  I have lost fans, respect, and so much more.  But I did all that willingly, knowing that I was the only capable of all that!  I was willing to become the villain, the devil, the universally most hated man in EAW, because doing so would allow me to build EAW higher than ever before!  You think I lost everything that made me a man?  I take that as a compliment because it’s a reminder of what I’ve given up and how far we’ve come because of it!  I’ve had to struggle my whole career Lucian!  I was never handed anything!  I took my World Heavyweight Championship from Jaywalker!  I took my main-event spot!  I took the Chairmanship!  And apparently I’m gonna have to take a Hall Of Fame spot because apparently 4 years in this federation is “too soon”!  So don’t you fucking talk to me about struggles!  That’s been my whole career and now isn’t any different!  But that struggle is what made me stronger than most in EAW.  It’s what allows me to see the future for what it should be, not what you want it to be!  You have no vision for anything!  You focus only on the present with no regard for the future!  This is why EAW needs me and not you!  EAW needs me, not Jon Conning!    

 
The word garbage comes so natural to you. Almost like you’re strangely familiar with it. I already know you would spin a response to that, something about how all you do is face garbage wrestlers. It’s almost like you’re trying to channel the Macho Man Randy Savage. All I could do when I saw what you had to say this time, was laugh. I get it, you like a couple Vixens, but the rest of us aren’t holding up to the name you now suddenly hold to be so high and mighty. I don’t hate you nearly as much as you must think I do. I don’t hate you even half as much as I think you hate me. I really don’t care what you do think about any of the Vixens, and I didn’t expect maternal instinct from your crusty ass. I certainly don’t want you handing down congratulations to girls you probably don’t see fit to compete in the Special Olympics. I just wondered how you could have such a low opinion of so many. Maybe I jumped at a knee jerk reaction when I put you in a class all your own, outside of the Vixens. Oh wait, I think you do that yourself on a regular basis. Guess I didn’t make a mistake there after all. Maybe I thought, because Cameron came back to the Vixens and acted like she was wasting her time, that you are in the same class. If they asked you to compete in the Empress of Elite tournament, you wouldn’t have. And not just became of the lame comeback you have for me on that. No, it would be because you would outshine everyone and you wanted to give some girls a chance. That’s not how you think and not how you operate. You truly thought it would be a waste of time, just like Cam did. Accuse me of putting words in your mouth and see if I care. But I know that thought crossed your mind.
 
Yes, you are a Vixen. One that wouldn’t even bother to fight in the division on a part time basis if they offered. Let’s be clear about that. You came back here to win tag titles with your man, and to lead your badass unit of ass kickers on a mission to… to… well god I don’t even know. You’ve been so busy tearing apart my career this week to even get to that. What in the hell are you Hexa-gun people even trying to do here in EAW anyways. I have to be honest, I don’t pay all that much attention to what you have to say on a regular basis because I don’t really care that much. You haven’t really addressed what I say the Iconomy is trying to achieve too often. Do you think it’s really so stupid for us to try to push the idea that there are hidden gems in the EAW roster, just waiting to be given their opportunity to shine? You and I both no there are men and women out there who are just one push in the right direction from achieving great things. Why don’t we take our very own Vixens champ for example? I’ve heard plenty about Maddie’s failures when she was the company’s most lovable, dare I say it, cuddly Vixen. And then she flipped the switch, took a push in a different direction and became the queen bitch. Now she wears a title belt around her waist and sounds her own trumpet as much as any Vixen I know. I’m just curious is all. Is the idea behind what I’m hoping for EAW really so stupid? Maybe it’s naïve to think that something besides the usual thing can work out.
 
I’ve told you this before, but I cherish everything you do as a woman in professional wrestling. When it comes to being a girl among the boys, few have been able to hold a candle to the kind of success you’ve been capable of. You were my own role model during my later teenage years, while I was apparently wasting my time dreaming of the future. Now I know you want to crush whatever dreams might exist by showing me I evidently don’t belong at whatever unattainable level you put yourself and the rest of your cohorts on. It amazes me that you can point out that I haven’t achieved much since I’ve been here in July, but you miss the fact that I have been in that ring, fighting my ass off every chance I could. And that evidence is all you need to decide that I’m not only garbage, but I also don’t have a future in this industry. Poking fun at me for my matches against rookies over the past two weeks? You think I even choose that? Go ahead and remember for yourself what being a rookie was like. I might not be a rookie in wrestling, but I am a rookie in EAW, and I’m getting my licks and experiencing it like every one of the other new Vixens is. But I’ve never once said that you aren’t the best woman on the roster here. It’s just hard to buy you as a Vixen anymore. Do they even put you on the Vixens page on the website anymore? Oh yeah, that’s right. Y’all have your very own special page dedicated just to whatever the six of you are doing this week.
 
Speaking of mixing words, I don’t think you would ever cheat to win. No, that is beneath you. You would never pretend to be some sort of a witch that spits stuff into people’s eyes and calls herself by a different name. Or… anyways, I was talking about Maddie. Did I royally screw up the biggest chance I’ve been given in EAW. Yes, I think we’ve both addressed that well by now. I think your man has taken his turn at addressing it. Now you have grown to hate me so much in the last week that you feel a need to expose every flaw in my abilities. You want to embarrass me so much. I can only think how red in the face you will be when our match actually happens, and you don’t just manhandle me in quite the same way you believe you will. I will don’t care if the crowd boos me, if they cheer me or laugh at my misfortunes. My ego is not so far through the roof that I’m crushed to dust when I don’t win a match or a title. I’m not preparing to lose you self-important jackass, I don’t go into every match just slumping my way down the ramp like Charlie Brown. I go into every match with a desire to outperform everybody in the ring. If anything, my own emotions got the best of me when I couldn’t keep them in check. Imagine me, getting the first chance ever to wrestle in the same ring as some one I modeled myself by when I was first coming up. You think it’s any coincidence that we both do some of our biggest damage with a certain singular kick? I just think mine happens to be a little bit better is all. I wish I could see the reaction you had to that. You probably threw up in your mouth you think so much of yourself.
 
And then you’re so stuck on the reaction to a tweet that doesn’t mean anything to anyone. Those girls went in on you because they felt like it, who cares. They’re clearly in your class of garbage Vixens along with me, because they don’t fell the need to kiss your ass at every turn and prop your ego up even more. Is that it? Are you so angry with me because I don’t stroke your ego just right, the way Imp does when you get in bed at night. God knows he must have to work like a slave to keep you satisfied. Or is the real problem that you actually do indeed care what some of the other people in this company care about you? Nah, that couldn’t be it. What the hell has you so worked up about social media? This is such a mystery to me. I rarely even go there, but I had to post those words because I thought it was funny. Never once have I been lumped into a group of people thought to be abominations of their craft. But here I am, looking to fight my way out of this clearly tight spot that you have put me in. If only I could find a way to shed the hurt and pain that you have caused me mentally. Nevermind, I’m already over it. Why aren’t you?
 
You have a lot of things you want for me after this match. You know what I want? I know you don’t even care, but here it goes. I want you to eat your words. I want you to take every bad thing you’ve said about me, and feel what it’s like to have it shoved back down your throat. Not like what you and Imp do, no, I’m going to literally kick you so hard, that you have a moment of realization that you were the one who was naïve. I’m going to prove to you and everyone else in EAW that our first meeting was a fluke. Everyone has a bad night. Even you, like when you lost to Sabina in that title match. This time is going to be a completely different story. And at the end of the match, no matter the result, you will be wide eyed at what I did to you. And I bet you’ll hate me even more than you already do.
 
Keep thinking I’m a nothing. I’m going to show you what it’s like to be truly wrong about everything you thought to be a reality.